Submissions by Rhidle (Roger)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a rough writer trying to improve, writing on whatever I'm feeling in the moment.
ME
This sanctified entanglement of spirits resonating in the minds of all those who fear it so I am going to put it out there for even those who don't want to hear it. If your image of me is cloudy let me clear it. I am an intellectual and yes I am very sexual, very passionate by nature, misunderstood by curs. That means mongrel dogs for those who don't know, yes I am calling you a dog and intellectually slow. Over what I write I have no control, I just become inspired and let the poetry flow. I cannot help if my words make you shiver, send chills down your spine, make your whole body quiver I...
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Renaissance Man
Perspectives are entirely selective, picking and choosing, sometimes winning sometimes losing, walking away with a heart that's bruising from the damaged path I've been cruising. Have I lost or have I won, I don't know but, it was only my son that the damage was done, wish I had got off this ride cause it was never fun and looking back I just feel dumb, right before I start feeling numb, I can only scream and cannot run. I don't know when it occurred that these lines had been blurred and truth so obscured these things so absurd, leaving me unsure with a picture unclear that caused these...
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Reciprocation
I need to sanitize my brain before I go insane, and my heart grows lame, my spirit tamed, drained from the unrestrained game of I'm to blame played by the dame that once upon a time many miles to her I came, chasing a childhood crush but, it wasn't the same with innocence gone chastened by pain, bound by chains of scars that one need not explain deeply ingrained their visibility plain, all the letters of her name on the surface of my heart and I know it's inane, I don't even have a soul yet even it feels the pain, my spirit crushed couldn't be lifted with a 100 ton crane. My ego's deflated...
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Emancipation
Aristocracy celebrating as the minds of the masses they are medicating, sedating into a stooper kept in line by their storm troopers. Being brainwashed by the idiot box it is toxic, noxious to my brain this shit's insane, inciting in me this rage unrivaled by that of a savage beast escaping it's cage setting the stage for ultimate destruction, ultimate seduction, of the human spirit, if you listen close you can hear it but, no reason to fear it for it is unavoidable, walking around with our senses dull and now it's time for the useless culled because it's time our society reached a new level...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Rhidle (Roger)