Submissions by Punisher868
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The things I write are undeniably a part of me but they don't define me and certainly don't control me.
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jul 2024 11:30pm
15th Jul 2024 11:30pm
I can be me
The world spins violently around me
I've grown accustomed to its chaos
But not with you
With you its calm
I'm calm
Why am I calm?
The roaring noise in my mind is silent
The anger, rage, doubt all silent
How is it so silent?
Amidst the calm and silence
there you are
Always there, breathtakingly there
You see me so clearly
Yet still you love me
Why would you do that?
In this world of your making, I can breathe
I can see, I can feel, I can think
I can be me
...
I've grown accustomed to its chaos
But not with you
With you its calm
I'm calm
Why am I calm?
The roaring noise in my mind is silent
The anger, rage, doubt all silent
How is it so silent?
Amidst the calm and silence
there you are
Always there, breathtakingly there
You see me so clearly
Yet still you love me
Why would you do that?
In this world of your making, I can breathe
I can see, I can feel, I can think
I can be me
...
#crush
#FallingInLove
#happiness
#love
#obsession
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2024 4:12am
22nd Jun 2024 4:12am
Eternal Tie
Tonight is the last night of loneliness
Everything meticulously planned, just as it was in my dreams
Each detail of this night has been carefully crafted
It must be perfect for there can only one attempt at this
Rose petals sprinkled about and music turned low
Champagne poured in the only 2 glasses I own
Each chair strategically placed
Hoping that upon entry all that’s seen is my face
The clock is ticking loudly over the sound of my heart beat
Time to start, this new romance quickly approaches
Ive coveted this for longer than I can remember ...
Everything meticulously planned, just as it was in my dreams
Each detail of this night has been carefully crafted
It must be perfect for there can only one attempt at this
Rose petals sprinkled about and music turned low
Champagne poured in the only 2 glasses I own
Each chair strategically placed
Hoping that upon entry all that’s seen is my face
The clock is ticking loudly over the sound of my heart beat
Time to start, this new romance quickly approaches
Ive coveted this for longer than I can remember ...
#despair
#emotional
#emptiness
#hurt
#suicide
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th May 2016 2:11am
17th May 2016 2:11am
It's You
There are these fleeting moments of clarity when our chaotic world slows.
And for that ever so brief time there is a unique degree of perspective
In that instant we can see so clearly what we should have always known
Like a wayward time traveler, we can relive the emotions of our past with perfect clarity
The feeling is so vivid and yet deeply enriched through the lens of who we are now
We need only open our heart to the feelings once lost in a life moving far too fast.
So, ask me what I see when I close my eyes
Between the regret and self loathing, for...
And for that ever so brief time there is a unique degree of perspective
In that instant we can see so clearly what we should have always known
Like a wayward time traveler, we can relive the emotions of our past with perfect clarity
The feeling is so vivid and yet deeply enriched through the lens of who we are now
We need only open our heart to the feelings once lost in a life moving far too fast.
So, ask me what I see when I close my eyes
Between the regret and self loathing, for...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 2:55am
6th Jan 2015 2:55am
Macabre Lullaby
There is a songbird that all men fear
From a melodious sound to a crippling tear
Surprises of the worst design
Echo forever in the weakened mind
As if all of life's meanings
Are lost in a brutal beating
And the nurturing air we breath
Turns to fire begging for reprieve
A bitter betrayal of all you've held dear
Souls succumb to their worst childhood fear
A lonely momento to a time long gone
Haunted by the knowledge that the world has moved on
Alone in a vacuum of solitude
All that's left is a bitter and sober mood
Like the homeless man...
From a melodious sound to a crippling tear
Surprises of the worst design
Echo forever in the weakened mind
As if all of life's meanings
Are lost in a brutal beating
And the nurturing air we breath
Turns to fire begging for reprieve
A bitter betrayal of all you've held dear
Souls succumb to their worst childhood fear
A lonely momento to a time long gone
Haunted by the knowledge that the world has moved on
Alone in a vacuum of solitude
All that's left is a bitter and sober mood
Like the homeless man...
848 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 2:40am
6th Jan 2015 2:40am
A toast to ignorance
Open yours eyes to the world
I know what you see
A vision of place warm, inviting and free
For you sorrow and grief
Despair and loneliness
Are only words to describe fleeting moments
You are drunk
Intoxicated with delusions
You've been fed your whole life
Wave at your neighbors
Flash your fabricateed smiles
Pretend your life matters beyond your front door
Who am I to say these things?
For me to call you drunk than I am sober
And truly I am sober if it means seeing the fractures in this world
The double lines...
I know what you see
A vision of place warm, inviting and free
For you sorrow and grief
Despair and loneliness
Are only words to describe fleeting moments
You are drunk
Intoxicated with delusions
You've been fed your whole life
Wave at your neighbors
Flash your fabricateed smiles
Pretend your life matters beyond your front door
Who am I to say these things?
For me to call you drunk than I am sober
And truly I am sober if it means seeing the fractures in this world
The double lines...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2015 7:55pm
2nd Jan 2015 7:55pm
Life's Song
The race, the rush, the commotion
It's all life's little production
Beneath it, within it
There plays a sweet melody
Like a key to a door unopened
Waiting to be revealed
It's audience is unmoved
Barren of it eloquent purpose
Rather courting the company of ignorance
While substituting it's sweet serenade
For the howling call of self indulgence
Heads buried in the sand
We defy life's beautiful band
Singing our own song
Drowning out the one that's been playing all along
It's all life's little production
Beneath it, within it
There plays a sweet melody
Like a key to a door unopened
Waiting to be revealed
It's audience is unmoved
Barren of it eloquent purpose
Rather courting the company of ignorance
While substituting it's sweet serenade
For the howling call of self indulgence
Heads buried in the sand
We defy life's beautiful band
Singing our own song
Drowning out the one that's been playing all along
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Sep 2014 11:43pm
24th Sep 2014 11:43pm
A Reflection
Haste is the enemy of wisdom
Patience its vehicle
And serenitry it's gate keeper
Power, is the dream of fools
Tranquility the hope of few
And ignorance the void the separates.
Passion is the drug of many
True love it's victim
And broken are it's offspring
Persistence is a lost art
Determination it's lonely bedmate
Soulmates lost as a heavy price.
Patience its vehicle
And serenitry it's gate keeper
Power, is the dream of fools
Tranquility the hope of few
And ignorance the void the separates.
Passion is the drug of many
True love it's victim
And broken are it's offspring
Persistence is a lost art
Determination it's lonely bedmate
Soulmates lost as a heavy price.
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Sep 2014 5:02am
24th Sep 2014 5:02am
Lifes Song
The race, the rush, the commotion
Its all life's little production
Beneath it; within it
There lies a sweet melody
Like the key to a door unopened
Waiting to be exposed
Its audience is unmoved
Barren of its eloquent purpose
Courting the company of ignorance
Substituting its sweet serenade
For the pungent odor of self indulgence
Heads buried in the sand
We defy life's beautiful band
Singing our own song
drowning out the one that's been playing all along;
Its all life's little production
Beneath it; within it
There lies a sweet melody
Like the key to a door unopened
Waiting to be exposed
Its audience is unmoved
Barren of its eloquent purpose
Courting the company of ignorance
Substituting its sweet serenade
For the pungent odor of self indulgence
Heads buried in the sand
We defy life's beautiful band
Singing our own song
drowning out the one that's been playing all along;
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Sep 2014 4:56am
24th Sep 2014 4:56am
Perhaps
Perhaps it is naivety
Better yet, selfish ignorance
Nevertheless, reliable as sunrise
Hindsight serves to enlighten
History imparts many lessons
For those keen enough to learn from it
I for one, am not among those enlightened few
I dance within the embrace
lost in a mirage of life's wicked fate
constantly doubting my place
In this world?
Or of this world?
I barely know where my shadow goes
Today, tomorrow, yesterday
Their difference is lost on me
Yet, In...
Better yet, selfish ignorance
Nevertheless, reliable as sunrise
Hindsight serves to enlighten
History imparts many lessons
For those keen enough to learn from it
I for one, am not among those enlightened few
I dance within the embrace
lost in a mirage of life's wicked fate
constantly doubting my place
In this world?
Or of this world?
I barely know where my shadow goes
Today, tomorrow, yesterday
Their difference is lost on me
Yet, In...
809 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2014 1:53am
23rd Sep 2014 1:53am
Hollow
Forever flawed is mankind
Left alone and broken inside
Victim to a mind so unkind
Our need to forsake clarity for sanity is implied
The same mistake is often made
Perhaps it is the penance for life’s disparity
Yet, like a Picasso in the rain
Subtle genius gets washed away
What remains but a dank shroud of solitude?
Shielding ones soulless and saddened eyes
Self-deprecation is a telling prelude
To ending an empty life of disguise
Remnants of our derelict fairy tales
Fill the gaps of our fractured...
Left alone and broken inside
Victim to a mind so unkind
Our need to forsake clarity for sanity is implied
The same mistake is often made
Perhaps it is the penance for life’s disparity
Yet, like a Picasso in the rain
Subtle genius gets washed away
What remains but a dank shroud of solitude?
Shielding ones soulless and saddened eyes
Self-deprecation is a telling prelude
To ending an empty life of disguise
Remnants of our derelict fairy tales
Fill the gaps of our fractured...
918 reads
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