Submissions by RafaelAMolina (Rafael A. Molina)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"If the doors of perception were cleansed, Everything would appear to man as it is; Infinite." ~W.B.
At No Time "Just A Song"
I remember myself waking up
gently in your arms
as this song played
like a soft chirping bird
in the early morning hours
intending to do just that
Soft and gently
Never doubting my desires
of awaking elsewhere, ever.
My genuine guilty pleasure.
Just for you to come out
of your sleepy, cold coma
to shatter the closest glimpse
I've ever seen to date
Of my deepest, warmest dreams
Breaking out of their dream state
Into this
Into our
reality.
THE bittersweet of it all
An act so true to...
gently in your arms
as this song played
like a soft chirping bird
in the early morning hours
intending to do just that
Soft and gently
Never doubting my desires
of awaking elsewhere, ever.
My genuine guilty pleasure.
Just for you to come out
of your sleepy, cold coma
to shatter the closest glimpse
I've ever seen to date
Of my deepest, warmest dreams
Breaking out of their dream state
Into this
Into our
reality.
THE bittersweet of it all
An act so true to...
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Place of Eternal Bliss
As I look towards the sky
I imagine the stars at my footsteps.
Wishing/
Screaming out/
All my dreams.
Staring at my sanctuaries.
The distant stars
My own personal place to hide.
Images so pure and clean.
And yet
Images so far and vacant.
I tremble in frost winter air
As my warm vacant sanctuaries
Await my arrival
As I, do them.
I imagine the stars at my footsteps.
Wishing/
Screaming out/
All my dreams.
Staring at my sanctuaries.
The distant stars
My own personal place to hide.
Images so pure and clean.
And yet
Images so far and vacant.
I tremble in frost winter air
As my warm vacant sanctuaries
Await my arrival
As I, do them.
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A Girl Named Jone.
As I am left in the dark alone
I hear the ring of a silent phone.
And through this silent phone I hear her moans.
I hear as they fade in light, light tones.
Interrupted by a great white stone
My frightened eyes where never known.
My gapping smile was quickly sewn.
Nervously I shiver, As I lay prone.
Across the way, a pile of bones.
The pile towering in shapes of cone.
Yet I still wonder what I had blown.
At best I say what I could have owned.
To say the least, A girl named Jone.
But after all that I've been shown
The...
I hear the ring of a silent phone.
And through this silent phone I hear her moans.
I hear as they fade in light, light tones.
Interrupted by a great white stone
My frightened eyes where never known.
My gapping smile was quickly sewn.
Nervously I shiver, As I lay prone.
Across the way, a pile of bones.
The pile towering in shapes of cone.
Yet I still wonder what I had blown.
At best I say what I could have owned.
To say the least, A girl named Jone.
But after all that I've been shown
The...
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Luci's Escape
Vivid Blurs
Lush Colours
An Unfiltered Mind
A Deep Sleep
Turned Eternal Death
"Blasted With Ecstasy"
Outside
Blissful Tones/
Flowing Movements.
Inside
No Sound/
Cold Shivers.
And Then
...
I Don't Remember.
As If To End Itself Their
Bare In It's Markings.
For A While Lucid/
For A While Not.
I Wake In And Out
In And Out.
Again, Falling Victim
Of The Mind.
A Prisoner Trapped
Within White Walls.
Escape Luci/ ...
Lush Colours
An Unfiltered Mind
A Deep Sleep
Turned Eternal Death
"Blasted With Ecstasy"
Outside
Blissful Tones/
Flowing Movements.
Inside
No Sound/
Cold Shivers.
And Then
...
I Don't Remember.
As If To End Itself Their
Bare In It's Markings.
For A While Lucid/
For A While Not.
I Wake In And Out
In And Out.
Again, Falling Victim
Of The Mind.
A Prisoner Trapped
Within White Walls.
Escape Luci/ ...
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