Submissions by Silent_One
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I will be on Parole soon!!!!
I Am
Not very honourable
they called me the Damned
I live for today
by stealing your tomorrows
notorious narcissist
stay away from me
I blame you all
not silent, stumble into bricks walls
my accusations are false
addicted to my loud mouth
no blessings for me
scum to be tossed in the trash
oblivion
better for the world
I have no character
cheaters are never happy
inside smiles I hide evil bitterness
totally self centered
this, my confession
they called me the Damned
I live for today
by stealing your tomorrows
notorious narcissist
stay away from me
I blame you all
not silent, stumble into bricks walls
my accusations are false
addicted to my loud mouth
no blessings for me
scum to be tossed in the trash
oblivion
better for the world
I have no character
cheaters are never happy
inside smiles I hide evil bitterness
totally self centered
this, my confession
#shame
#disappointment
#denial
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The Sanatorium
A fresh breath of deception
Anaya was lying in the litter box
her poor cat confused
the room was rather messy
as the lolo's tend to be
I asked her, oh Anaya
have you attempted any poetry my dear?
her face filled with disgust
she replied
"have you ever read a book" you dummy?
she had me there
neither can write poetry
however I saw one day her read a cartoon
she's one up on me
I cannot read
like Trump
I just pretend I am gods little seed
I will remain silent
is better for mankind that way
Anaya was lying in the litter box
her poor cat confused
the room was rather messy
as the lolo's tend to be
I asked her, oh Anaya
have you attempted any poetry my dear?
her face filled with disgust
she replied
"have you ever read a book" you dummy?
she had me there
neither can write poetry
however I saw one day her read a cartoon
she's one up on me
I cannot read
like Trump
I just pretend I am gods little seed
I will remain silent
is better for mankind that way
#apathy
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I am not feeling well
I read some of my poetry
my stomach turned black and blue
where are the critics?
come on I am just an old hack
a poor shoeless fool
Have no talent
sure I know, and you do too
victim is my motto
that works to get attention
as the seeker of praises plenty
Now I possess some humour
mentoring old ladies
lonely souls who fancy me
teaching them ornate words
nonsensical strings of prose
and useless alliteration
their false praise appeals
to me , so yes please
I cannot even read ...
my stomach turned black and blue
where are the critics?
come on I am just an old hack
a poor shoeless fool
Have no talent
sure I know, and you do too
victim is my motto
that works to get attention
as the seeker of praises plenty
Now I possess some humour
mentoring old ladies
lonely souls who fancy me
teaching them ornate words
nonsensical strings of prose
and useless alliteration
their false praise appeals
to me , so yes please
I cannot even read ...
#apathy
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Woody Wood Pecker
He is my buddy
a bully and a bit chubby
he loves my dribble
is not poetry
we both know that
he pretends
I pretend
We have a laugh or 19
Now he doesn't always cheat
I am not always silent
never the less
partners in petty crimes
Some now Tik Tok
He simply prefers to mock
I click and click and click and click
OMG
am I the Wood Pecker?
a bully and a bit chubby
he loves my dribble
is not poetry
we both know that
he pretends
I pretend
We have a laugh or 19
Now he doesn't always cheat
I am not always silent
never the less
partners in petty crimes
Some now Tik Tok
He simply prefers to mock
I click and click and click and click
OMG
am I the Wood Pecker?
#dark
#greed
#denial #emptiness
#denial #emptiness
125 reads
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Silent Again
That is me
the dead terrorist
now that I am all bones and dust
I may confess
I was a cheater
a narcissist all my wicked life
my own throat though
strangled me
poetic justice
even little rabbits
cowered in fear
would I be nice
or strangle
no one at the funeral
other than a Mormon
as fake as me
lowered into the ground
he laughed
you are now dead as my children
we had different gods
the beauty is we grew
from the same weed
of hate
the dead terrorist
now that I am all bones and dust
I may confess
I was a cheater
a narcissist all my wicked life
my own throat though
strangled me
poetic justice
even little rabbits
cowered in fear
would I be nice
or strangle
no one at the funeral
other than a Mormon
as fake as me
lowered into the ground
he laughed
you are now dead as my children
we had different gods
the beauty is we grew
from the same weed
of hate
#jealousy
#rejection
#dark
#shame
#emptiness
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Absence of Empathy
I climb on an ant hill
of clichés and over used words
I muse till I abuse
lacking language
content with egos praise
old ladies seduced
depends leaking in excitement
silently I get off
my persona looks nice
in black and white
as mug shots do
I live with the carnival of clowns
with whom we all think
we can write and dance
oh but all I do
is shit in others pants
content
knowing tulips will
never be deceived
of clichés and over used words
I muse till I abuse
lacking language
content with egos praise
old ladies seduced
depends leaking in excitement
silently I get off
my persona looks nice
in black and white
as mug shots do
I live with the carnival of clowns
with whom we all think
we can write and dance
oh but all I do
is shit in others pants
content
knowing tulips will
never be deceived
#jealousy
#rejection
#dark
#shame
#greed
468 reads
3 Comments
Train Wrecks
Boys learning to be bullies
chasing trains
drinking beer
from stolen boxes cars
Anger bursts
fists in a blur
demons attacking
the smaller ones
Tracks led to victims
victims led to DNA
they thought they got away
ha now in jail they play
Who is silent now?
as prison bars vibrate
you scream like the little ones
poetic justice
The End
*
This train filled with
clichés, rhymes and horrid verse
I am the master of all of cheese
the silent one...
chasing trains
drinking beer
from stolen boxes cars
Anger bursts
fists in a blur
demons attacking
the smaller ones
Tracks led to victims
victims led to DNA
they thought they got away
ha now in jail they play
Who is silent now?
as prison bars vibrate
you scream like the little ones
poetic justice
The End
*
This train filled with
clichés, rhymes and horrid verse
I am the master of all of cheese
the silent one...
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark #shame
#dark #shame
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Where is old Joe
He sits on his tricycle
the joker with a missing tooth
clichés eating his insides
He smiles while gutting with sharp knife
His empathy is all a practiced disguise
lost within the blood soaked sheets
he buries his victims under concrete
mocking old ladies heaping praise
Sinister is his bloodthirsty heart
silent his crimes of erotic perversions
he rapes all thoughts of sanity
on his tricycle he sings his songs
Silent ones always lurk in shadows
childhoods robbed, left only with twisted tongue
the joker with a missing tooth
clichés eating his insides
He smiles while gutting with sharp knife
His empathy is all a practiced disguise
lost within the blood soaked sheets
he buries his victims under concrete
mocking old ladies heaping praise
Sinister is his bloodthirsty heart
silent his crimes of erotic perversions
he rapes all thoughts of sanity
on his tricycle he sings his songs
Silent ones always lurk in shadows
childhoods robbed, left only with twisted tongue
#rejection
#emptiness
#apathy
620 reads
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Kafir
Poetry lives
when silence dies
twisted tongues of deceit
dance on fires of foolery
beware the lofty snake
that has no rattle
only venomous poison
no stinger
only the cowards cry
he is the slave
to Mohamed
he whips his mothers brow
his sexual disobedience
lusting for the perfume
of the father
in slow motion repetition
he saunters
to the gates of hell
where his kind belong
the devil kisses
his lies
when silence dies
twisted tongues of deceit
dance on fires of foolery
beware the lofty snake
that has no rattle
only venomous poison
no stinger
only the cowards cry
he is the slave
to Mohamed
he whips his mothers brow
his sexual disobedience
lusting for the perfume
of the father
in slow motion repetition
he saunters
to the gates of hell
where his kind belong
the devil kisses
his lies
#evil
#vanity
#philosophical
652 reads
2 Comments
Murdered
she stared at me
the wrong way
so I murdered my muse
tossed her in the bin
along with my horrible
poetry
tomorrow is garbage day
the wrong way
so I murdered my muse
tossed her in the bin
along with my horrible
poetry
tomorrow is garbage day
#murder
#death
#funny #nightmares
#funny #nightmares
556 reads
5 Comments
Silent Rain
Lovers
I slice like limes
cursing their happiness
hatred bleeds
through out my innards
I am no poet
nor a man of grace
my evil deeds
unspoken
my grave unmarked
Memories you shall decry
haunted by the silence of
the evil eye
rain shall give no comfort
some hearts are meant to rot
I am silent, you all shall scream
I slice like limes
cursing their happiness
hatred bleeds
through out my innards
I am no poet
nor a man of grace
my evil deeds
unspoken
my grave unmarked
Memories you shall decry
haunted by the silence of
the evil eye
rain shall give no comfort
some hearts are meant to rot
I am silent, you all shall scream
#dark
#dreams
#evil
416 reads
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Mask of Silence
Hunched, I crawl
among glorious poets
words tumble onto me
I listen
in silence
crows hold court
proclaim me guilty
there is truth
I murdered the Butterfly
her beauty angered me
jealousy raged within
I crucified her
tacked her to my collection
butterflies die around me
beauty frozen on a pin
silence
looms
do not kiss me
or I will kill you too
among glorious poets
words tumble onto me
I listen
in silence
crows hold court
proclaim me guilty
there is truth
I murdered the Butterfly
her beauty angered me
jealousy raged within
I crucified her
tacked her to my collection
butterflies die around me
beauty frozen on a pin
silence
looms
do not kiss me
or I will kill you too
#emptiness
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