Submissions by RebelePhoenix (Rebel Phoenix)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The pain of flames bares promise, descendant to the fire Evolution unto purity, Love's essence has inspired
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st Aug 2015 5:18pm
31st Aug 2015 5:18pm
How Real Is It?
Who's to say what's real?
And what's to say who's not?
How did now become the time reality you sought?
Where did real begin the path to being real to you?
How do you know if it's real Or who real is real to?
When did you realize how real this is and why?
Reality is only real because it's in your mind!
And what's to say who's not?
How did now become the time reality you sought?
Where did real begin the path to being real to you?
How do you know if it's real Or who real is real to?
When did you realize how real this is and why?
Reality is only real because it's in your mind!
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Aug 2015 3:58pm
20th Aug 2015 3:58pm
Terminal Foolishness
Life is cruel!
Forced to hope,
An unrelenting,
malice joke.
Promises used
To mock and tease,
Then swiftly bring us
to our knees.
Justice, fiction.
Peace, a game;
Both love and war
Will end in pain
Innocence is ignorance,
We're blinded by our bliss
Unaware they plan to kill us
With poison on their lips
Wicked people
rule the world
Defiling all that's pure
Spreading hatred
as it goes
For death... There is no cure
Forced to hope,
An unrelenting,
malice joke.
Promises used
To mock and tease,
Then swiftly bring us
to our knees.
Justice, fiction.
Peace, a game;
Both love and war
Will end in pain
Innocence is ignorance,
We're blinded by our bliss
Unaware they plan to kill us
With poison on their lips
Wicked people
rule the world
Defiling all that's pure
Spreading hatred
as it goes
For death... There is no cure
672 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Aug 2015 3:19pm
20th Aug 2015 3:19pm
Verb of Nature
Love is not a feeling nor is it a state of mind
Love is a behavior, it develops over time
Powerful and living,an action not a word
Love is to be seen and felt
Not something to be heard
Love becomes a habit, repeated without thought
Spread only when it's given, love can not be bought
It is without condition, never to be earned
Hopeful inspiration... love, when shown is learned
I hope my love you feel and see forever and always
May how I love you be revealed with every passing day
Love is a behavior, it develops over time
Powerful and living,an action not a word
Love is to be seen and felt
Not something to be heard
Love becomes a habit, repeated without thought
Spread only when it's given, love can not be bought
It is without condition, never to be earned
Hopeful inspiration... love, when shown is learned
I hope my love you feel and see forever and always
May how I love you be revealed with every passing day
693 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Aug 2015 11:43am
7th Aug 2015 11:43am
Recollection of Lost Stranger
Dizzy, I awaken in a room. It isn't bright or dark, or it's both, I can't be sure. A girl sits in a chair across from me that is oddly familiar. I can't put my finger on where I've seen her before.
"Who is she?" I ask myself, I shift to get a better look. So does she. "Is she mocking me?" I think to myself. Only to realize that several panels of mirrors made up the walls of my confinement. Alarmed to find I was alone, fear ran through my core to all of my extremities. It can't be mirrors that's not my reflection!
"Who are you?" I asked, this time aloud speaking to the...
"Who is she?" I ask myself, I shift to get a better look. So does she. "Is she mocking me?" I think to myself. Only to realize that several panels of mirrors made up the walls of my confinement. Alarmed to find I was alone, fear ran through my core to all of my extremities. It can't be mirrors that's not my reflection!
"Who are you?" I asked, this time aloud speaking to the...
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3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 9:34pm
6th Aug 2015 9:34pm
Loving Father?
Why do you torment me? Why is my misery your muse?
Why do you obsess to feel my heart beat cease?
Can you taste my name in the venom you speak?
My very existence curdles your blood.
You have fantasized and attempted to steal life from me
Ironically, it's my deepest regret your efforts were futile
The monster in my closet isn't a trick of my mind
He will never disappear, he is woven in the fabric of my being
Why do you obsess to feel my heart beat cease?
Can you taste my name in the venom you speak?
My very existence curdles your blood.
You have fantasized and attempted to steal life from me
Ironically, it's my deepest regret your efforts were futile
The monster in my closet isn't a trick of my mind
He will never disappear, he is woven in the fabric of my being
821 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Aug 2015 5:11am
6th Aug 2015 5:11am
Unanswered Prayer
Death!
Come quickly
I beg you
Don't leave me here
Carry me from this life
Come quickly
I beg you
Don't leave me here
Carry me from this life
843 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2015 1:04am
5th Aug 2015 1:04am
Blinding Reality
Life has a way of teaching you that your illusion of control and direction, is exactly the depth of things... An illusion, apparition, fantasy of the traditions passed down. Power is intangible, control is unobtainable. What you sow is the ripple it creates outside of your comprehension and you reap what you take as your own
701 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
4th Aug 2015 10:08am
4th Aug 2015 10:08am
Warrior Spirit
An unexpected blow, far from the left field, comes in like bricks to knock the wind from your chest.
As you sway dizzy and astonished, you feel yourself begin to fall and scramble to keep your footing.
Barely audible anymore, the little voice in your mind beckons. "Don't give up now, it's been torture on this long struggle, you can't let it be in vain."
NO!! Your heart convicts you not to quit. You'll carry on, like an animal, you'll resist death until the last breath escapes your chest.
A deafening sound like thunder rings in your ears while...
As you sway dizzy and astonished, you feel yourself begin to fall and scramble to keep your footing.
Barely audible anymore, the little voice in your mind beckons. "Don't give up now, it's been torture on this long struggle, you can't let it be in vain."
NO!! Your heart convicts you not to quit. You'll carry on, like an animal, you'll resist death until the last breath escapes your chest.
A deafening sound like thunder rings in your ears while...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Aug 2015 1:16am
4th Aug 2015 1:16am
Silent Fall of Man
We search our lives with diligence for things that we may never find.
A love that's true. Peace from within.
Equality and loyal friends!
Blindly accepting lies we're fed,
Not knowing the delusion.
Unable to defend ourselves
Truth masked by illusions.
We medicate, and we sedate
to silence future men.
We kill our children, never knowing
Who they might have been.
We follow to our tragic fate, obedient we die.
And swiftly silence any voice
That raise the question "Why?"
Not realizing we're...
A love that's true. Peace from within.
Equality and loyal friends!
Blindly accepting lies we're fed,
Not knowing the delusion.
Unable to defend ourselves
Truth masked by illusions.
We medicate, and we sedate
to silence future men.
We kill our children, never knowing
Who they might have been.
We follow to our tragic fate, obedient we die.
And swiftly silence any voice
That raise the question "Why?"
Not realizing we're...
703 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Aug 2015 00:59am
4th Aug 2015 00:59am
Two Clicks... BOOM
Fate is inevitable,
Your destiny is set.
The cards that you've been given,
Are all you're going to get
Early in the journey,
A voice from deep within
Will softly whisper to you,
"You're never going to win"
Ignoring all the signs,
You're shown along the way
Hoping and believing
You'll reach your goals someday.
Then one day when it's too late,
To heal the damage done.
Unable to continue,
You sit staring at the gun.
Comfort, only when you picture
Your death within your...
Your destiny is set.
The cards that you've been given,
Are all you're going to get
Early in the journey,
A voice from deep within
Will softly whisper to you,
"You're never going to win"
Ignoring all the signs,
You're shown along the way
Hoping and believing
You'll reach your goals someday.
Then one day when it's too late,
To heal the damage done.
Unable to continue,
You sit staring at the gun.
Comfort, only when you picture
Your death within your...
663 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2015 5:00pm
3rd Aug 2015 5:00pm
A Dark Night's Prayer
I've heard it said in passing;
"The night is darkest before the dawn"
I've no escape from this despair,
It seems the morn' will never come
Coldness is so dark and empty...
Here's my Spirit's dwelling place,
While every ounce of pain I feel
is shown across my face.
My sanity, deafened by silence!
Intrusive thoughts I can not bear.
My soul cries out in anguish,
but I know no one is there...
I pray Release will find me,
and take this suffering away.
I lay sleepless as the hours pass,
Must...
"The night is darkest before the dawn"
I've no escape from this despair,
It seems the morn' will never come
Coldness is so dark and empty...
Here's my Spirit's dwelling place,
While every ounce of pain I feel
is shown across my face.
My sanity, deafened by silence!
Intrusive thoughts I can not bear.
My soul cries out in anguish,
but I know no one is there...
I pray Release will find me,
and take this suffering away.
I lay sleepless as the hours pass,
Must...
596 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2015 4:52pm
3rd Aug 2015 4:52pm
Candles' Lullaby
Never do I smile or speak,
with malice as my motive
And I lay bare with honesty,
my words not sugar coated
I curse the force that draws some close,
a moth unto a candle
Unable to control the flame
Still dancing on the mantle
The flame with love gives light and warmth,
a passion burning strong
Ensuring her unending shame,
and death is her last song
with malice as my motive
And I lay bare with honesty,
my words not sugar coated
I curse the force that draws some close,
a moth unto a candle
Unable to control the flame
Still dancing on the mantle
The flame with love gives light and warmth,
a passion burning strong
Ensuring her unending shame,
and death is her last song
610 reads
1 Comment
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