Submissions by Ronethone (Kieron)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
31st Jan 2021 9:30pm
31st Jan 2021 9:30pm
Alcohollowism
Heaven lies a mile away at the supermarket
Aisle 14
I'll take the whiskey please
Another mile and I'll be resuscitated.
Trying to salvage smiles from a broken jaw
My guttural alleyway sings from my heart,
Spine snapping back like flat pack floor boarding.
Sober child I can't help but swallow the pain like a plughole,
An empty bottle burdens the greed
This monster is so hungry,
Before I eat my fingers in secret worry,
Escaping my shell in the drunkest of phases
Day by day, weak after week
How much should I feed the beast? ...
Aisle 14
I'll take the whiskey please
Another mile and I'll be resuscitated.
Trying to salvage smiles from a broken jaw
My guttural alleyway sings from my heart,
Spine snapping back like flat pack floor boarding.
Sober child I can't help but swallow the pain like a plughole,
An empty bottle burdens the greed
This monster is so hungry,
Before I eat my fingers in secret worry,
Escaping my shell in the drunkest of phases
Day by day, weak after week
How much should I feed the beast? ...
#alcohol
471 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
31st Jan 2021 9:23pm
31st Jan 2021 9:23pm
Kieron, Where Are You?
Where am I?
Where have I gone?
Where will I go?
A name is but a calling to where I find myself
Tuneful to the bone where the itch scratches like melody
Fingers rapping to a cacophonic anxiety
Adopting goliaths of worrisome tones
Echoing within my ivory throne.
Many names but no faces, just shadows now
Horrors waxed by nightmarish crayons
And those childish memories stack on the shelf,
Held up by my brittle shoulders
The library of my memories
A brother hounded by a black dog
A sister...
Where have I gone?
Where will I go?
A name is but a calling to where I find myself
Tuneful to the bone where the itch scratches like melody
Fingers rapping to a cacophonic anxiety
Adopting goliaths of worrisome tones
Echoing within my ivory throne.
Many names but no faces, just shadows now
Horrors waxed by nightmarish crayons
And those childish memories stack on the shelf,
Held up by my brittle shoulders
The library of my memories
A brother hounded by a black dog
A sister...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
354 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Jan 2021 3:59am
16th Jan 2021 3:59am
Eulogy Of Bitter Flesh
I. Malaise
I find it hard to think of the flesh that's gone,
Your shape, your form is still remembered wholesome
But you're gone, there's no return ticket, you're gone.
The suffering remains at a constant,
This emptiness, a damnable void that drains my energy
Like some kind of black hole.
My flesh decomposes now as I speak of this illness,
I hate and it worsens, I love and it speeds up
A poor excuse for a meat bag I am.
This fate which I can not escape, which is the same for everyone else
Though they not realise in thought or...
I find it hard to think of the flesh that's gone,
Your shape, your form is still remembered wholesome
But you're gone, there's no return ticket, you're gone.
The suffering remains at a constant,
This emptiness, a damnable void that drains my energy
Like some kind of black hole.
My flesh decomposes now as I speak of this illness,
I hate and it worsens, I love and it speeds up
A poor excuse for a meat bag I am.
This fate which I can not escape, which is the same for everyone else
Though they not realise in thought or...
#suicide
415 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jan 2021 12:21pm
9th Jan 2021 12:21pm
Broken Compass
How do you find someone?
Find a soul mate?
Because I thought she was the one
But I only loved the idea of her.
I loved the cracks in her face when she smiled
Yet, hated them when she frowned
That soul was occasionally lost
And when I found it, the magnetism was God
Turning on the compass
I went south and found atheism
No love lost when my eyes close to you
The sight and sense that nothing of true
Plasticine cast bent to what I need, for me
Edges curved to slide you out
Like spit and venom, spat poetry ...
Find a soul mate?
Because I thought she was the one
But I only loved the idea of her.
I loved the cracks in her face when she smiled
Yet, hated them when she frowned
That soul was occasionally lost
And when I found it, the magnetism was God
Turning on the compass
I went south and found atheism
No love lost when my eyes close to you
The sight and sense that nothing of true
Plasticine cast bent to what I need, for me
Edges curved to slide you out
Like spit and venom, spat poetry ...
#love
#FeelingLost
437 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Jan 2021 1:17am
8th Jan 2021 1:17am
A Giger Love Story
I heard her DNA on a cassette tape,
The radio was made out of human matter
Decorated with sunlight and jewellery.
She had the eyes of a pigeon,
Her teeth were made of tomb stones
With a hair-sprayed bob of spider legs
And a misshapen tongue of proboscis design.
Ripples of sound eroded at the static horizon
She held my heart like a stopwatch.
My addictions arose from the jealousy
But pursuing the addiction increases tolerance,
It is then, I started burning like fossil fuel.
I felt so ugly in my pig skin,
The sun rumbled across...
The radio was made out of human matter
Decorated with sunlight and jewellery.
She had the eyes of a pigeon,
Her teeth were made of tomb stones
With a hair-sprayed bob of spider legs
And a misshapen tongue of proboscis design.
Ripples of sound eroded at the static horizon
She held my heart like a stopwatch.
My addictions arose from the jealousy
But pursuing the addiction increases tolerance,
It is then, I started burning like fossil fuel.
I felt so ugly in my pig skin,
The sun rumbled across...
#dark
390 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2021 9:41pm
7th Jan 2021 9:41pm
Love, Drugs And A Catatonic State Of Affairs
We're living in a world of love
As we love to hate everything
In these dark seasons of snuff and politics
The slow way to die and I still feel sixteen
But my body's grown old in these cold winters
Broken rhymes and murder lines
That's what it feels like to be human
Dancing in the ash of cremation
And you know I don't want this at all
I'm that high there's an ocean in the sky
A figment of my imagination
As we all dream a lie like a dream
The concept of what makes happiness
Cheap sex cascading on emotional freedom ...
As we love to hate everything
In these dark seasons of snuff and politics
The slow way to die and I still feel sixteen
But my body's grown old in these cold winters
Broken rhymes and murder lines
That's what it feels like to be human
Dancing in the ash of cremation
And you know I don't want this at all
I'm that high there's an ocean in the sky
A figment of my imagination
As we all dream a lie like a dream
The concept of what makes happiness
Cheap sex cascading on emotional freedom ...
#drugs
534 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2021 7:07am
3rd Jan 2021 7:07am
Drenched In Alcohol Drowning In A Salt Mine
Drenched In Alcohol Drowning In A Salt Mine
This irrational fear that the choices I make are killing me
Punctuates my thoughts like a nail gun,
Crushed beneath the weight of my own demolition
An urge to scream bludgeons me like no other.
I've been up and down and I've looked around,
Seen so many beautiful faces, never ever recalling my own,
A culprit with leaden eyes and a soft smile
That hides all the aches and breaks of his world,
In leather raptured skin I emblaze these tortured scars,
With this drunkards honesty of freedom I echo...
This irrational fear that the choices I make are killing me
Punctuates my thoughts like a nail gun,
Crushed beneath the weight of my own demolition
An urge to scream bludgeons me like no other.
I've been up and down and I've looked around,
Seen so many beautiful faces, never ever recalling my own,
A culprit with leaden eyes and a soft smile
That hides all the aches and breaks of his world,
In leather raptured skin I emblaze these tortured scars,
With this drunkards honesty of freedom I echo...
#alcohol
434 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Ronethone (Kieron)
