Submissions by PhantomPhace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
looking for words for what cannot be said
STORY POEM
Published
21st Apr 2019 3:29pm
21st Apr 2019 3:29pm
The Phantom's Life
The phantom wanders through the forest with the presence of a ghost
At every turn among the trees he takes he’s neither here nor lost
He’s never set his path, and every tree looks just the same
Only the sunlight shining through is what makes worthwhile the view.
It’s a circular forest, and the fringes he has found
Now he’s got nothing to do but walk around and around.
He’s a phantom passing onward, but never in a game
Amid the animals that sleep amongst him he feels wide awake.
Nothing seems to hold him, and he can’t seem to hold on ...
At every turn among the trees he takes he’s neither here nor lost
He’s never set his path, and every tree looks just the same
Only the sunlight shining through is what makes worthwhile the view.
It’s a circular forest, and the fringes he has found
Now he’s got nothing to do but walk around and around.
He’s a phantom passing onward, but never in a game
Amid the animals that sleep amongst him he feels wide awake.
Nothing seems to hold him, and he can’t seem to hold on ...
#narrative
#ghosts
#mythology
363 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2019 3:26pm
21st Apr 2019 3:26pm
A Sunset To My Day
I need to get my feelings out
I need to clear my head;
Did not expect this happening,
From such a tiny seed;
But now we’re standing on the ledge
And I cannot think of much else;
What started out so wonderfully,
My mind turned into hell.
It’s gotten to the point where it strikes a bit too deep,
I did not see this deepest pool that lay below my feet.
And least of all did I expect that I would be plunged in;
I thought it had to do with choice: but here I have no will.
How it all fell into place; how natural it feels, ...
I need to clear my head;
Did not expect this happening,
From such a tiny seed;
But now we’re standing on the ledge
And I cannot think of much else;
What started out so wonderfully,
My mind turned into hell.
It’s gotten to the point where it strikes a bit too deep,
I did not see this deepest pool that lay below my feet.
And least of all did I expect that I would be plunged in;
I thought it had to do with choice: but here I have no will.
How it all fell into place; how natural it feels, ...
#love
#confessional
#FallingInLove #FirstLove
#FallingInLove #FirstLove
473 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Apr 2019 4:59am
20th Apr 2019 4:59am
The Diamond
To find the diamond, we travel far,
It’s somewhere in the world
Somewhere to find.
I never forget about my glorious diamond.
It’s somewhere in the world
Somewhere in my mind.
The diamond is out there
(The diamond is in here)
(Is there anything else about which I care?)
The diamond’s value, I can’t describe:
It’s worth all the emotions its mere shadow excites.
12-21-2008
It’s somewhere in the world
Somewhere to find.
I never forget about my glorious diamond.
It’s somewhere in the world
Somewhere in my mind.
The diamond is out there
(The diamond is in here)
(Is there anything else about which I care?)
The diamond’s value, I can’t describe:
It’s worth all the emotions its mere shadow excites.
12-21-2008
#SelfDiscovery
364 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Apr 2019 1:55am
19th Apr 2019 1:55am
Little Escapes
I’d try to counter the boredom, but I don’t know how.
To lift myself up and out is like climbing up a hill.
There’s nothing in my life that lifts me up now.
And I haven’t been high, in the longest while.
I’m not sure what could get me excited, but still
I sit around and wait for that magic pill,
The one I know is never gonna come, but I
Don’t know what I will do with my life, it feels like nothing
Is moving forward for me, and in the meanwhile:
Bored and dead, I turn on the T.V.
There are so many stories to entertain me.
But no...
To lift myself up and out is like climbing up a hill.
There’s nothing in my life that lifts me up now.
And I haven’t been high, in the longest while.
I’m not sure what could get me excited, but still
I sit around and wait for that magic pill,
The one I know is never gonna come, but I
Don’t know what I will do with my life, it feels like nothing
Is moving forward for me, and in the meanwhile:
Bored and dead, I turn on the T.V.
There are so many stories to entertain me.
But no...
#escape
#emptiness
#apathy
486 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Apr 2019 10:19pm
18th Apr 2019 10:19pm
To My Love
Oh, to my love,
I want to say to you,
That you don’t have to go anywhere:
If you want to
Get to some place,
You needn’t move at all to get there.
And no distance will take you away.
To my love
In the mirror plane
Leading out your days just like me,
Oh don’t you see
The distance here;
I reach out but I cannot touch your face.
I stand right by
With you beside
But together we can never be.
And in the world,
Oh, I know, love,
Such strangers always are we.
And to my love:
For someone I...
I want to say to you,
That you don’t have to go anywhere:
If you want to
Get to some place,
You needn’t move at all to get there.
And no distance will take you away.
To my love
In the mirror plane
Leading out your days just like me,
Oh don’t you see
The distance here;
I reach out but I cannot touch your face.
I stand right by
With you beside
But together we can never be.
And in the world,
Oh, I know, love,
Such strangers always are we.
And to my love:
For someone I...
#love
#lover
#mystery
455 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Apr 2019 00:21am
18th Apr 2019 00:21am
I Hate George Clooney
I hate George Clooney, he’s so stereotypical,
I hate him more than I hate Paris Hilton;
She’s easy to hate ‘cause she’s so flagrantly dumb,
A good laugh is the only thing she can merit,
But whatever he wears, all of America’ll wear it.
I hate George Clooney, he’s so beloved,
With his charming smile and winking eyes,
A man of the sun, admired by all –
A dead soul proponing the cult of disguise.
They carefully crafted him to be carelessly perfect
So that he could retain a long-lasting sway
Over dissatisfied wives hooked to TVs ...
I hate him more than I hate Paris Hilton;
She’s easy to hate ‘cause she’s so flagrantly dumb,
A good laugh is the only thing she can merit,
But whatever he wears, all of America’ll wear it.
I hate George Clooney, he’s so beloved,
With his charming smile and winking eyes,
A man of the sun, admired by all –
A dead soul proponing the cult of disguise.
They carefully crafted him to be carelessly perfect
So that he could retain a long-lasting sway
Over dissatisfied wives hooked to TVs ...
#PopCulture
#freedom
#consumerism #rebellion
#consumerism #rebellion
415 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2019 2:46am
17th Apr 2019 2:46am
Princess in Pink
Princess in pink,
Sequins and silk,
Highlighted hair,
Old breast milk
Dragging them down
Closer to the ground,
Where you’ll end up someday.
Teenage girl,
Center of gravity
For the entire world,
So sad that you can’t see
How worthless is your game
And all those things you try to be,
It’s just one big sham, and in the end
You’ll only be dead.
Pothead eyes
In a young man’s face,
Defeat inside your inner space.
Don’t you know how many of you there roam,
All destined to live their lives...
Sequins and silk,
Highlighted hair,
Old breast milk
Dragging them down
Closer to the ground,
Where you’ll end up someday.
Teenage girl,
Center of gravity
For the entire world,
So sad that you can’t see
How worthless is your game
And all those things you try to be,
It’s just one big sham, and in the end
You’ll only be dead.
Pothead eyes
In a young man’s face,
Defeat inside your inner space.
Don’t you know how many of you there roam,
All destined to live their lives...
#anger
#mother
#memories
309 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Apr 2019 3:52pm
15th Apr 2019 3:52pm
The Golden Road
There is a line inside my mind
There’s a line that is my life
It’s a golden road
I’ve always known
That this life is my life.
There’s a line and there is emptiness on either side
Each moment I could fall back down to the start
And die.
There is something in me that wants to die
And something in me that walks the line
The line I know – it’s the golden road for me.
And there is one way to get you from today into tomorrow
Just this one way, so hard, and yet I go on every day
And there is nothing between...
There’s a line that is my life
It’s a golden road
I’ve always known
That this life is my life.
There’s a line and there is emptiness on either side
Each moment I could fall back down to the start
And die.
There is something in me that wants to die
And something in me that walks the line
The line I know – it’s the golden road for me.
And there is one way to get you from today into tomorrow
Just this one way, so hard, and yet I go on every day
And there is nothing between...
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles #SelfWorth
#LifeStruggles #SelfWorth
330 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2019 3:48pm
15th Apr 2019 3:48pm
Resistance
For all those noble things that we can claim
To hold inside and call it “I”
Are strong as vapor, they only ever came
When life was easy, sailing by in a high.
Loving, mysterious, flamboyant, and cold;
We’re so in love with every name.
Spiritual, sarcastic, clever, and bold;
Behind it all and in the end we’re all the same.
They’re not our own, we can’t hold on.
Look in the mirror and your faces are gone
What is left of you as you stare?
Nothing but you and you are bare.
Each man is poison to himself
Afraid...
To hold inside and call it “I”
Are strong as vapor, they only ever came
When life was easy, sailing by in a high.
Loving, mysterious, flamboyant, and cold;
We’re so in love with every name.
Spiritual, sarcastic, clever, and bold;
Behind it all and in the end we’re all the same.
They’re not our own, we can’t hold on.
Look in the mirror and your faces are gone
What is left of you as you stare?
Nothing but you and you are bare.
Each man is poison to himself
Afraid...
#anger
#hate
#confusion #FeelingTrapped
#confusion #FeelingTrapped
321 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Apr 2019 11:12pm
11th Apr 2019 11:12pm
Honesty
How do I know –
How can I see –
I fear you’ve left
And left no trace.
Do you still live within me?
Do you still reign upon me?
Can’t break free,
I can’t break free
From my illusions. Oh my ego
Reigns supreme within my being
It floods my bones.
None of me knows –
Where’s the honesty –
Self-honesty –
I thought I had possessed in me?
I thought I had possessed you,
Confessed with you
All the twisting truth,
Straining, crushing all my limbs,
My bones – no ruth
Within this truth
So...
How can I see –
I fear you’ve left
And left no trace.
Do you still live within me?
Do you still reign upon me?
Can’t break free,
I can’t break free
From my illusions. Oh my ego
Reigns supreme within my being
It floods my bones.
None of me knows –
Where’s the honesty –
Self-honesty –
I thought I had possessed in me?
I thought I had possessed you,
Confessed with you
All the twisting truth,
Straining, crushing all my limbs,
My bones – no ruth
Within this truth
So...
#motivational
#confessional
#honesty
355 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2019 11:11pm
11th Apr 2019 11:11pm
Innermost Desire Part 2
It’s never gonna happen,
It’s never gonna happen,
And there’s absolutely nothing I can do.
The circumstances don’t fall into place,
I try too hard to win the race,
But all I’m always feeling is my heart’s pull.
Innermost desire,
I thought I had been so sure.
Innermost desire,
I don’t know you anymore.
Innermost desire,
I want to go up so much higher,
And higher, and higher, and higher,
I won’t stop or look back down
Until I catch on fire.
And higher, to fire, won’t tire.
Every little thing I think – ...
It’s never gonna happen,
And there’s absolutely nothing I can do.
The circumstances don’t fall into place,
I try too hard to win the race,
But all I’m always feeling is my heart’s pull.
Innermost desire,
I thought I had been so sure.
Innermost desire,
I don’t know you anymore.
Innermost desire,
I want to go up so much higher,
And higher, and higher, and higher,
I won’t stop or look back down
Until I catch on fire.
And higher, to fire, won’t tire.
Every little thing I think – ...
#fire
#determination
#lust
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2019 3:28pm
10th Apr 2019 3:28pm
Ode to Cookie
Temptation – starvation is taking control.
Salvation – resistance will save my soul.
I hear footsteps descending, could it possibly be
Margaret, Igor, and Octavia D?
It’s sitting in front of me, but I must resist.
If I let myself down I’ll get really pissed?
Why did I write that question mark there?
I’m going insane, I’m way out there.
Alas, I must go and see if they’re alright.
There’s a big green watermelon on the floor to my right.
But my eyes travel back to the chocolate, so tempting.
No! I can’t let myself keep exempting
Myself...
Salvation – resistance will save my soul.
I hear footsteps descending, could it possibly be
Margaret, Igor, and Octavia D?
It’s sitting in front of me, but I must resist.
If I let myself down I’ll get really pissed?
Why did I write that question mark there?
I’m going insane, I’m way out there.
Alas, I must go and see if they’re alright.
There’s a big green watermelon on the floor to my right.
But my eyes travel back to the chocolate, so tempting.
No! I can’t let myself keep exempting
Myself...
#funny
#temptation
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