Submissions by Pishashee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The writer smiles, ash on their fingers: “Chaos, I borrowed your teeth to bite eternity. Now eat.”
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Feb 2024 6:26am
29th Feb 2024 6:26am
Parked at Argentine
From twilight to dawn
A train moves slowly
through the yard -
no bells, no whistles.
Just the lowing steel wheels
rolling over resounding tracks,
like the long soft thunder
in a deepened aloneness.
A train moves slowly
through the yard -
no bells, no whistles.
Just the lowing steel wheels
rolling over resounding tracks,
like the long soft thunder
in a deepened aloneness.
#trains
247 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Feb 2024 8:02am
28th Feb 2024 8:02am
Tail
A joyous dog barks
Writhing poetry in heart;
The tail is wagging.
Writhing poetry in heart;
The tail is wagging.
#dogs
#haiku
209 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2024 8:28am
26th Feb 2024 8:28am
Do you...
Do you remember,
when you remembered
all the words.
But you had to go on living.
when you remembered
all the words.
But you had to go on living.
#LifeStruggles
167 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
25th Feb 2024 6:20pm
25th Feb 2024 6:20pm
In Pistachio's Garden
The lotus were the storytellers.
Each night, the garden patch would gather
the aromas from the water
where he had thrown the faded flowers,
and they would listen to the lotus
tell their stories of growth, new beginnings, and wonder.
Each night, the garden patch would gather
the aromas from the water
where he had thrown the faded flowers,
and they would listen to the lotus
tell their stories of growth, new beginnings, and wonder.
#flowers
#nature
192 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Feb 2024 9:21am
25th Feb 2024 9:21am
Through the Atmosphere
I stepped on a spider when I was little,
only to see a thousand more racing out
from beneath my shoe in every direction.
They've been on my mind forever.
I imagine if we could take our brains apart
about a million Vuvuzelas
would escape in every direction,
sounding like dying monkeys
pounding on keyboards
trying to figure out what a vuvuzela was.
only to see a thousand more racing out
from beneath my shoe in every direction.
They've been on my mind forever.
I imagine if we could take our brains apart
about a million Vuvuzelas
would escape in every direction,
sounding like dying monkeys
pounding on keyboards
trying to figure out what a vuvuzela was.
#nature
143 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Feb 2024 10:11am
24th Feb 2024 10:11am
Inverse Squares & the Measure of Constants
I was studying my neighbor’s
algorithms,
and the book I'm reading mentions
their weighted voting.
And so, I was wondering,
what do they mean?
I, for the longest time, staring straight up,
incapable of offering any reply.
algorithms,
and the book I'm reading mentions
their weighted voting.
And so, I was wondering,
what do they mean?
I, for the longest time, staring straight up,
incapable of offering any reply.
#motivational
#learning
#MovingOn
#escape
#success
142 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2024 2:18am
24th Feb 2024 2:18am
2 in the morning
Down the road I heard it;
One
Two
Three
Four
shots fired on the east side.
They go ignored
until a man shows up
at the emergency room
with his 16-year-old son,
shot to death as a passenger
by stray bullets;
they were going to get ice cream at McDonald's.
One
Two
Three
Four
shots fired on the east side.
They go ignored
until a man shows up
at the emergency room
with his 16-year-old son,
shot to death as a passenger
by stray bullets;
they were going to get ice cream at McDonald's.
#LifeStruggles
162 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2024 5:36am
23rd Feb 2024 5:36am
We Know Nothing (but we think about it)
I like people
that say,
hey, if things
go bad,
let's run this way.
that say,
hey, if things
go bad,
let's run this way.
#hope
#courage
#utopia
158 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2024 4:53am
23rd Feb 2024 4:53am
February’s Dream
I can smell
the old fashion lilac,
and the
fresh grass nearby.
the old fashion lilac,
and the
fresh grass nearby.
#flowers
#spring
#nature
146 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 6:32am
22nd Feb 2024 6:32am
Steadfast friend
Sweetheart, oh Sweetheart,
of silver sheen,
we've sailed the city
and chased a dream.
Five years together
in miles untold,
your purr,
a tale of two manifold.
Streetlights dance
on your darling chrome dress,
each avenue a kiss
sweet boulevards caress.
We've chased the sunrise,
we've felt the rain,
seen lovers laugh,
felt abandoned in pain.
Your leather whispers
parked secrets kept,
our laughter shared,
driven tears unwept.
From neon nights
to morning's...
of silver sheen,
we've sailed the city
and chased a dream.
Five years together
in miles untold,
your purr,
a tale of two manifold.
Streetlights dance
on your darling chrome dress,
each avenue a kiss
sweet boulevards caress.
We've chased the sunrise,
we've felt the rain,
seen lovers laugh,
felt abandoned in pain.
Your leather whispers
parked secrets kept,
our laughter shared,
driven tears unwept.
From neon nights
to morning's...
#cars
250 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Feb 2024 1:10pm
20th Feb 2024 1:10pm
In quiet circumambience
After work, I sit at home
and decompress,
influenced by the ambiance.
I take my hair down, in the stillness
I draw from my cigarette,
a smoke ring floats above me, in quiet dance.
and decompress,
influenced by the ambiance.
I take my hair down, in the stillness
I draw from my cigarette,
a smoke ring floats above me, in quiet dance.
#job
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Feb 2024 3:28am
19th Feb 2024 3:28am
WORLDWIDE
like a bad village cabaret;
There was music, an irrefutable magic
that sounded so familiar.
In the distance, there were mountains.
Mountains like I’d never seen before.
They looked unnatural like the Pyramids of Giza
coming up like triangles through the world,
but they were the brightest emerald green.
My mind then became aware of my fingers
around the strings, as I felt the body
of the guitar held against me.
I was waking. It was then I started to realize
it was me playing the music.
There was music, an irrefutable magic
that sounded so familiar.
In the distance, there were mountains.
Mountains like I’d never seen before.
They looked unnatural like the Pyramids of Giza
coming up like triangles through the world,
but they were the brightest emerald green.
My mind then became aware of my fingers
around the strings, as I felt the body
of the guitar held against me.
I was waking. It was then I started to realize
it was me playing the music.
#escape
#scifi
#PersonalGrowth
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