Submissions by Ryan-G-Hayward (Ryan Geoffrey Hayward)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dull Marble (Revised)
I found a little dull marble,
an unremarkable nothing,
Belonged to given reasons
It was once a something.
I kept it safe in back pocket
for someone's sweet locket.
Vibrations, slammed lockers
and a sweet girl of a looker.
Down in gown's fleecing
bee sting's that's piercing.
an unremarkable nothing,
Belonged to given reasons
It was once a something.
I kept it safe in back pocket
for someone's sweet locket.
Vibrations, slammed lockers
and a sweet girl of a looker.
Down in gown's fleecing
bee sting's that's piercing.
#childhood
#UnrequitedLove
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scabbed road kill
What is scabbed road kill,
screaming upon my breathe,
daggers aim for my eye
can't reach me to die,
Oh these monstrous demons,
Owls hoot the nightmarish hour,
this angel can save me.
Once in my life...
this angel....
screaming upon my breathe,
daggers aim for my eye
can't reach me to die,
Oh these monstrous demons,
Owls hoot the nightmarish hour,
this angel can save me.
Once in my life...
this angel....
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
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demise
Screaming in the dark, rabid breathe......
Monsters emerge from violent shadows,
Demons over head as they tease,
bleed weeps the fields of the meadows.
Silently before volcanic eruption,
causes the shhh of the disruption
Whispers well into the breeze,
as a last love becomes demise.
Monsters emerge from violent shadows,
Demons over head as they tease,
bleed weeps the fields of the meadows.
Silently before volcanic eruption,
causes the shhh of the disruption
Whispers well into the breeze,
as a last love becomes demise.
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
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Hade's Calling
She appears like a quiet flow
of gentle timeless and pure glowing
show from a waterfall of sustenance.
Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift
touching my demonic diary memoirs,
frozen in time as the pages flicker
and re-writes like a newly pressed hand.
Her eyes a purity of splashes
of green illustrated
mesmerizes me
with a gaze loving
silk sown teasing dress,
fiery red silky worship
of every flick of hair
rosy painless smile
and cheeks I hesitantly dare
but as this keeper of the fires,
she not even...
of gentle timeless and pure glowing
show from a waterfall of sustenance.
Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift
touching my demonic diary memoirs,
frozen in time as the pages flicker
and re-writes like a newly pressed hand.
Her eyes a purity of splashes
of green illustrated
mesmerizes me
with a gaze loving
silk sown teasing dress,
fiery red silky worship
of every flick of hair
rosy painless smile
and cheeks I hesitantly dare
but as this keeper of the fires,
she not even...
#dreams
#love
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Creature Feature
Could you learn to love a creature
with uncharacteristic features.
Could you live and breathe in,
the damn I feel within,
Are paintings subjective
like difference of opposites,
of tides before a dawn,
attempted killings of a fawn.
Is the piano the hardest
of all the instruments
to learn from a natural talent
or the red of burnt out sun sets,
Why is Anathema a beautiful word,
a curse of the blue in fireworks.
Why was I the demon's flesh
that he forever relished?
with uncharacteristic features.
Could you live and breathe in,
the damn I feel within,
Are paintings subjective
like difference of opposites,
of tides before a dawn,
attempted killings of a fawn.
Is the piano the hardest
of all the instruments
to learn from a natural talent
or the red of burnt out sun sets,
Why is Anathema a beautiful word,
a curse of the blue in fireworks.
Why was I the demon's flesh
that he forever relished?
#depression
#MentalHealth
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A Dream
I wish I could live
inside that happiest
I ever felt in a dream
silver coin of the luckiest.
Walking arm in arm together,
Over a bridge, two lands severed,
Your sweet voice graced clear skies
why couldn't I just eternity lay,
Valium brought us together,
but the head is ever hazier
than a skin growth noticed
without care or respite
Mountain air holier than the doves
An early breeze freezes from above
chills the wings of those bird that chirps
strings the emotions of the heart beating harp
...
inside that happiest
I ever felt in a dream
silver coin of the luckiest.
Walking arm in arm together,
Over a bridge, two lands severed,
Your sweet voice graced clear skies
why couldn't I just eternity lay,
Valium brought us together,
but the head is ever hazier
than a skin growth noticed
without care or respite
Mountain air holier than the doves
An early breeze freezes from above
chills the wings of those bird that chirps
strings the emotions of the heart beating harp
...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#loneliness #love
#loneliness #love
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Salacious Fat Drippings
What would you do to pay for evil sins
I could have blamed them on an evil twin
Living within as an excuse for my actions
But we all congregate towards one faction
You can't make excuses for vile
corruption
But as a boy I was free to sail
But this world dropped fat salacious
I was only six when considered delicious.
I could have blamed them on an evil twin
Living within as an excuse for my actions
But we all congregate towards one faction
You can't make excuses for vile
corruption
But as a boy I was free to sail
But this world dropped fat salacious
I was only six when considered delicious.
#childhood
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Food For Thought
when the marching bands,
tramples & leave to dust,
I'm left with amazing shiny
of profane instruments
strip down & left so bared
what's a flag to innocence,
when juice of apple's compared?
tramples & leave to dust,
I'm left with amazing shiny
of profane instruments
strip down & left so bared
what's a flag to innocence,
when juice of apple's compared?
#love
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Story
I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
#love
#memorial
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
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A Little Passion Alive
My calendars are anciently old,
I wake up so shivering & cold,
wisdom is for the aged & the bold,
then the book slams shut & folds,
Your body moves and it slides,
inside of me passionately alive
I wake up so shivering & cold,
wisdom is for the aged & the bold,
then the book slams shut & folds,
Your body moves and it slides,
inside of me passionately alive
#love
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Untitled (All 3 Parts)
Its breaking....
Under sea.
Underneath,
I lost all feeling,
Do fish not feel
the rod piercing?
Sometimes
I was too
Vulnerable
breakable
fragile
young
small
tiny,
me.
I'm getting tired
I'm too weary
to surface.
Resilience,
is not a word
but a death
sentence
of irony plates
I breathe in.
Hey,
do you wish
to see
the worse
in me,
the abyss
snaps
the frame,
Inner child...
its frozen eye...
I still...
Under sea.
Underneath,
I lost all feeling,
Do fish not feel
the rod piercing?
Sometimes
I was too
Vulnerable
breakable
fragile
young
small
tiny,
me.
I'm getting tired
I'm too weary
to surface.
Resilience,
is not a word
but a death
sentence
of irony plates
I breathe in.
Hey,
do you wish
to see
the worse
in me,
the abyss
snaps
the frame,
Inner child...
its frozen eye...
I still...
#abuse
#childhood
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Kill my Heart ( Shy archer)
I ask that you kill my heart, destroy me,
will make for such amazing poetry,
weeds keep growing higher than trees,
the green acid of my blood burns within,
I'm sorry for the torment that ripped apart,
the smashing of waves upon your shore,
the drowning of the child as I depart,
the fury of emotions, an addicted whore,
The critics click their pens with anger,
the conscious of your image, lingers,
the gentle-ness of a sudden breeze,
lingers slightly with effort-less brevity,
I was never anyone special,
unlike a...
will make for such amazing poetry,
weeds keep growing higher than trees,
the green acid of my blood burns within,
I'm sorry for the torment that ripped apart,
the smashing of waves upon your shore,
the drowning of the child as I depart,
the fury of emotions, an addicted whore,
The critics click their pens with anger,
the conscious of your image, lingers,
the gentle-ness of a sudden breeze,
lingers slightly with effort-less brevity,
I was never anyone special,
unlike a...
#love
#despair
#suffering
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