Submissions by Public_Enemy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Sep 2013 10:20am
20th Sep 2013 10:20am
Decaying.
We never knew who we were until we lost who we thought we were, our images created by conformity and unnecessary will to oblidge; it is all so random how bewildered the world has left us, all so quaint how we never find meaning in anything, and all so tiring to seek but not find. Will we ever again become contented and not subject to the illusion of freedom and falsified truth. Would our yearning desires ever be pacified should we be spacified...when will we remember to lose control and start living once again; all this so senseless but reality, and slowly we continue feeding the beast...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 8:31pm
6th Mar 2012 8:31pm
Strange... How We Behave .
There're things that cannot be changed. Attitudes that shan't be altered, and possibilities that need no intervention. When will we all ever be cöntented with what we have ? We dream of forevers and happily ever afters' ,and fear to face reality even when it offers itself to us. Perhaps the moön is not so bright, and the sun is too dim to reveal each and every lie we live. The smiles we wear fade away with currents that sway, and the people we mostly deceive tend to perceive more than you think they can. Veiling our true selves might not be the answer, but it's the only way we find...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2012 4:43pm
3rd Feb 2012 4:43pm
Addiction Makes One Insane . ( Can't Get Enough Of It ! )
Yer face in depression, all blue today ? Smile for me I demand it now ! Bloody hell ring the bell are you going to tell ? I'm not as bad as you think I am . It wasn't me who was pressing and pushing you so hard, I can't help feeling guilty but you're my addiction . All I ever wanted was to lose my affection . Loving you is a pain, that much is true .
Goddammit woman don't weep to death . Love is. . . never ours to keep . The passion with lust is just as much, the temptation of trust makes you do such . I never meant it okay ? Can you stop now ?
Yer screams are confusing,...
Goddammit woman don't weep to death . Love is. . . never ours to keep . The passion with lust is just as much, the temptation of trust makes you do such . I never meant it okay ? Can you stop now ?
Yer screams are confusing,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2012 3:49pm
3rd Feb 2012 3:49pm
New World Settlement .
Patiently sighted, awaiting mature rapture . Phlegmatic in movements but holding hope still . Uncaptured by nature the inception of a departure . Silent and bored, but moving on board . Excitement is here and hope is revived .
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2012 4:56pm
2nd Feb 2012 4:56pm
Fields Of The Nephilim .
Sweeftly through the winds of neon stars; footsteps touch sultry grounds . On the pavements sits the old, all engravements are arranged . Noon is here the Sun is dying, hiding those who live in the alley .
In aquatic lands it's just beginning, the glowing seas smile in content . A peaceful world so it seems, every breath is still and subtle, birds and chickens now so settled . No one notices signs of their existance .
Hunters search for prey in the night, thrown away and sinking in delight . Scared by the brutality they acquire in detention, their gestures so frail and full...
In aquatic lands it's just beginning, the glowing seas smile in content . A peaceful world so it seems, every breath is still and subtle, birds and chickens now so settled . No one notices signs of their existance .
Hunters search for prey in the night, thrown away and sinking in delight . Scared by the brutality they acquire in detention, their gestures so frail and full...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Jan 2012 3:20pm
31st Jan 2012 3:20pm
The Day That Never Comes .
Once and again, what holds my binds is what stands between the fading heat and the dying treat . At once thuds cease with drying rejoices from lying choices; concealments break committments and habitual purposes . Left defunct are guardians that propose ressurrection for decaying decades deteriorating in every step of passing years . Bairns faint in birth followed by eyes full of tears that tear the bold in bears . Again and once the rear is near to put motion at still during nights of perfidy; Knights of day in bewilderment watch with rusty weapons to fight a never-victorious combat . O' the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2012 9:19pm
6th Jan 2012 9:19pm
Tragedy On Tom-Jones Street .
Mother cooks and breaks hungry stomachs, after a long day of earning a pay . She waits for the kids to sleep and not peep; then walks-out to do a night-shift on the street . No one notices as she prowls, her husband too drunk to even pry .
The eldest daughter follows mom, until she sees her on some truck . " Maybe it's a friend " so she thought, I like the shoes that she has bought .
Daughter goes back to the house; and finds the shack so red with fire . " Where's little brother " she screamed in grief . He burnt with father the crazy thief .
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The eldest daughter follows mom, until she sees her on some truck . " Maybe it's a friend " so she thought, I like the shoes that she has bought .
Daughter goes back to the house; and finds the shack so red with fire . " Where's little brother " she screamed in grief . He burnt with father the crazy thief .
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2012 10:26am
6th Jan 2012 10:26am
Enjoy The Silence .
Hatred spreads everytime the sun declines to shine further-more . Suggestive thinking is constantly implanted, making people have tenuous opinions to the core . Would it be different if we were never torn ?
A revolutionized society kills the roots of the indigenous with every brick that gets laid on the ground, designing a youth designated as ambassadors of a dying belief . Would it be different if colonialisation was never present ? Languages are becoming indigent, all the cultures in bereavment, no wonder natives are indignant, how long will it take them to be impertinent; and bite...
A revolutionized society kills the roots of the indigenous with every brick that gets laid on the ground, designing a youth designated as ambassadors of a dying belief . Would it be different if colonialisation was never present ? Languages are becoming indigent, all the cultures in bereavment, no wonder natives are indignant, how long will it take them to be impertinent; and bite...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 7:42am
4th Jan 2012 7:42am
Confession .
In every dream I find my smile, your presence always giving warmth . On every stream you are the beam that purifies the water's dirt . My heart as ease and joy at no cease, you are the core, you are the sun .
Words I said, words you spoke are a scribe inside my whole . You fill a hole and feel the bloom that lingers within the chambers of my flesh . All the sparkles in the sky are the cradle of your beauty . All the birds that always fly scream your name with every flap .
You are earth, you are heaven, in my world you are the goddess . Today I bow, today I vow my heart...
Words I said, words you spoke are a scribe inside my whole . You fill a hole and feel the bloom that lingers within the chambers of my flesh . All the sparkles in the sky are the cradle of your beauty . All the birds that always fly scream your name with every flap .
You are earth, you are heaven, in my world you are the goddess . Today I bow, today I vow my heart...
810 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 6:07pm
3rd Jan 2012 6:07pm
Misled Humanity .
Too many contradictions, too many predelictions . Too many falsified information, and too many justified situations . How ignorant humanity is, to choose evil over good . To choose cruelty over grace, do we not run the same race ?
Temptations of the world, bring destructions in the word . How do we come to defy our one "deity" ? How do we come to detest the test of life ! Were we not congregated together in this strife ?
What picture is painted by "choice", our faces are tainted with sin . Pulchritude is now found in heaven, attitude has given birth to a heathen . Why...
Temptations of the world, bring destructions in the word . How do we come to defy our one "deity" ? How do we come to detest the test of life ! Were we not congregated together in this strife ?
What picture is painted by "choice", our faces are tainted with sin . Pulchritude is now found in heaven, attitude has given birth to a heathen . Why...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 9:45am
3rd Jan 2012 9:45am
Frozen Shadows .
Behind the hills stands a war, rooted medicine decomposes the mountains of gods . Bruised feet walk their journey in tears, and creatures of day wait in fear . Miracles abide to collide in combat, frozen shadows hide in observation . The mountains hold many a secret, a secret only meant to destroy .
A deputation constantly assembles, to whisper among themselves about what's to come . Guardians of the valley watch in silence as the bushes hide their brows towards the coming pestilence .
Neolithic paintings glow in the dark, whilst neon stars create a luminous ark . The...
A deputation constantly assembles, to whisper among themselves about what's to come . Guardians of the valley watch in silence as the bushes hide their brows towards the coming pestilence .
Neolithic paintings glow in the dark, whilst neon stars create a luminous ark . The...
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