Submissions by ReV
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
unfiltered random
the world is nothing more than a pinhead on the thumb of a god who doesn't care or maybe does or maybe isn't a god at all and was never asked to be one in the first place if she really exists where nothing matters and everything always did because all along love was the key that opened it all and cured everything until it blackened the world causing so much pain just to rebuild and mend proving to itself its own existence when the mystery of growing up fell to the fear of growing old and the world was far more innocent and not nearly so gray and cold remembering that the stars are so bright...
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the phoenix recipe
burn it all down
start anew with the brightest embers
pick the flame from the fire
and make all the colors
they could never dream of
paint the sky with the burns
of calloused hands
and drench the deepest seas
with salt-soaked fumes
blind the gods
with the magnificence
of a world they thought
they could control
rise again
rise again
start anew with the brightest embers
pick the flame from the fire
and make all the colors
they could never dream of
paint the sky with the burns
of calloused hands
and drench the deepest seas
with salt-soaked fumes
blind the gods
with the magnificence
of a world they thought
they could control
rise again
rise again
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impassable words
words are boundaries i dare not cross
though they're only in my head
i'm living lost all that i've found
though empty spoken dead
and on and on all through the night
with all the words unspoken
here i lie in darkened pools
my empty heart so broken
i feel i've felt with all my nothing
reaching out to limitless bounds
my shattered world is haunting black
echoing all the sounds
though they're only in my head
i'm living lost all that i've found
though empty spoken dead
and on and on all through the night
with all the words unspoken
here i lie in darkened pools
my empty heart so broken
i feel i've felt with all my nothing
reaching out to limitless bounds
my shattered world is haunting black
echoing all the sounds
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hidden storms (writer's block)
storm receding, my mind Bleeding (4) (4)
Thoughts into verse (4)
in them Reflecting, this dire neglecting (5) (5)
of Fragmented curse (5)
the Whispers come pouring, as lost from exploring (6) (6)
Throughout lyrical rain (6)
the coarse music comes Driving, the mad upbeat is thriving (7) (7)
lending meaning to this Pain (7)
Thoughts into verse (4)
in them Reflecting, this dire neglecting (5) (5)
of Fragmented curse (5)
the Whispers come pouring, as lost from exploring (6) (6)
Throughout lyrical rain (6)
the coarse music comes Driving, the mad upbeat is thriving (7) (7)
lending meaning to this Pain (7)
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another shitty poem
why must i write in words that rhyme?
it's a pain in the ass (most of the time)
trying to convey meaning with limited choices
showing my world through multiple voices
revealing the places that no one can see
picking to pieces the many parts that are me
lighting the darkness of angst and of fire
and darkening the light where there's more to admire
i'm always unsure of when i should quit
i'd have thought that by now you'd be sick of my shit
still, there's always more to it, whatever the reason
i offer offense...
it's a pain in the ass (most of the time)
trying to convey meaning with limited choices
showing my world through multiple voices
revealing the places that no one can see
picking to pieces the many parts that are me
lighting the darkness of angst and of fire
and darkening the light where there's more to admire
i'm always unsure of when i should quit
i'd have thought that by now you'd be sick of my shit
still, there's always more to it, whatever the reason
i offer offense...
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tremors
shak
ing
can't bling
I trem
stop
what pened
hap Love
to
this all
is Her?
for
ing
can't bling
I trem
stop
what pened
hap Love
to
this all
is Her?
for
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(insert Title here)
breathless did you undertake
the fears of those for Your own sake?
how many hearts must You break
to see Yourself in his eyes?
how much angst must he endure?
what percentage is finally pure
enough to know You're truly sure
to see Yourself in his mind?
can You believe just for a day?
what more does he have to say?
or is the price too great to pay
to see Yourself in his heart?
how much more must he write
for You to keep him in Your sight?
or is it just not worth the fight
to see Yourself in his soul?
the fears of those for Your own sake?
how many hearts must You break
to see Yourself in his eyes?
how much angst must he endure?
what percentage is finally pure
enough to know You're truly sure
to see Yourself in his mind?
can You believe just for a day?
what more does he have to say?
or is the price too great to pay
to see Yourself in his heart?
how much more must he write
for You to keep him in Your sight?
or is it just not worth the fight
to see Yourself in his soul?
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