Submissions by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dancing in the Moonlight
fire burns deep in his eyes
without thought he licks his lips
deep inside his desire cries
he longs to feel her kiss
a fleeting glance making quick eye contact
just to see how she might react
a smirk grazes across his mouth
theres really not much doubt
what do you want to watch on tv?
as he shoots another glance her way
we could watch another movie if you like
as he catches her line of sight
a smile ignites her face
his aura has invaded her space
innocently she looks away
quickly her eyes are drawn back his way
...
without thought he licks his lips
deep inside his desire cries
he longs to feel her kiss
a fleeting glance making quick eye contact
just to see how she might react
a smirk grazes across his mouth
theres really not much doubt
what do you want to watch on tv?
as he shoots another glance her way
we could watch another movie if you like
as he catches her line of sight
a smile ignites her face
his aura has invaded her space
innocently she looks away
quickly her eyes are drawn back his way
...
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Time
Am I feeling better??
How could I feel better
when nothing has changed?
everything is still the same
the tears
the pain
the building rage.
the struggle
the fight
the sleepless nights
the painful thoughts in my mind
do I seem better to you?
How am I?
How should I be?
when you say
you need me
completely contradicting
everything
you said to me.
that you would
never be okay
and you don't
have the strenght
to deal with me this way
so you tell me
how am I
what am I going to do?
you...
How could I feel better
when nothing has changed?
everything is still the same
the tears
the pain
the building rage.
the struggle
the fight
the sleepless nights
the painful thoughts in my mind
do I seem better to you?
How am I?
How should I be?
when you say
you need me
completely contradicting
everything
you said to me.
that you would
never be okay
and you don't
have the strenght
to deal with me this way
so you tell me
how am I
what am I going to do?
you...
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cannot
I cannot see past
my own eyes
cannot think
in this rusted mind
I cannot seem
to find the time
to spread
my wings and fly
I cannot
set myself free
from this
pain
this misery
can't disconnect
from worrying
about the things
that trouble me
I can only see
the darkness here
spiked with pain
and raging fear
I dread the end
is growing near
and mourn myself
through my own tears
through my eyes
there is no sight
and in my mind
my sight is blind
across my...
my own eyes
cannot think
in this rusted mind
I cannot seem
to find the time
to spread
my wings and fly
I cannot
set myself free
from this
pain
this misery
can't disconnect
from worrying
about the things
that trouble me
I can only see
the darkness here
spiked with pain
and raging fear
I dread the end
is growing near
and mourn myself
through my own tears
through my eyes
there is no sight
and in my mind
my sight is blind
across my...
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Keeping Me Weak
how many times can
I speak of the dark
before it finally
chokes out my heart
if I make no advances
to move from this place
then this is where I
am doomed to forever remain
with razor sharp claws
it slices my soul
breaking my will
with violent control
the carnivorous dark
has it's teeth buried deep
spilling my blood
and keeping me weak
the vicious attack
seems never to end
inflicting wounds after wound
that I cannot mend
without enough time to
heal where I bleed
the dark has control ...
I speak of the dark
before it finally
chokes out my heart
if I make no advances
to move from this place
then this is where I
am doomed to forever remain
with razor sharp claws
it slices my soul
breaking my will
with violent control
the carnivorous dark
has it's teeth buried deep
spilling my blood
and keeping me weak
the vicious attack
seems never to end
inflicting wounds after wound
that I cannot mend
without enough time to
heal where I bleed
the dark has control ...
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My Dark World
consumed by the thoughts
that race in my mind
overwhelmed by the feelings
that fester inside
withdrawn from the things
that I love in my life
blinded by the dark
that fills up my eyes
the blinders I wear
forced upon me
by the pain that I feel
and the light that I seek
I focus upon the things
I can see
but only if they
pertain to my need
in the dark where I
live
struggle
and fight
unable to see past
the dark to the light
the demons at play
hinder my sight
as the ghosts from the...
that race in my mind
overwhelmed by the feelings
that fester inside
withdrawn from the things
that I love in my life
blinded by the dark
that fills up my eyes
the blinders I wear
forced upon me
by the pain that I feel
and the light that I seek
I focus upon the things
I can see
but only if they
pertain to my need
in the dark where I
live
struggle
and fight
unable to see past
the dark to the light
the demons at play
hinder my sight
as the ghosts from the...
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Soul
Dark twisted tortured soul,
bleeding from wounds,
some incidental
some self inflicted.
Battered and bruised
but still standing
with broken wings
and a crippled back.
I have crawled through
glass and walked
through fire to get
to where I am,
I have balanced
the razored edge
and at times been
sliced to pieces.
My addictions are few
but mean to do me harm
should I allow them.
they are brutal
in nature
and bludgeon my soul
bend and often fracture my spirit,
and attack my senses on a...
bleeding from wounds,
some incidental
some self inflicted.
Battered and bruised
but still standing
with broken wings
and a crippled back.
I have crawled through
glass and walked
through fire to get
to where I am,
I have balanced
the razored edge
and at times been
sliced to pieces.
My addictions are few
but mean to do me harm
should I allow them.
they are brutal
in nature
and bludgeon my soul
bend and often fracture my spirit,
and attack my senses on a...
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I Remember..
This is a poem I wrote some time ago.
I was asked to do the eulogy at my grandfathers funeral, this is what I read.
I remember...
I remember being a little kid,
and getting up in his lap.
I remember his quietness,
and the way he laughed.
I remember his power,
his might, and his strength.
I remember the way his beard,
used to tickle when I kissed him on the face.
I remember his smile,
and his brain.
I remember his love,
I remember his huge heart.
I remember his voice,
and...
I was asked to do the eulogy at my grandfathers funeral, this is what I read.
I remember...
I remember being a little kid,
and getting up in his lap.
I remember his quietness,
and the way he laughed.
I remember his power,
his might, and his strength.
I remember the way his beard,
used to tickle when I kissed him on the face.
I remember his smile,
and his brain.
I remember his love,
I remember his huge heart.
I remember his voice,
and...
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What I Write (Part 2)
I have been doing a lot of back and forth with myself. The other voice inside continues to push me towards the light. I wrote the parts in italics last week and when I read over this today the other voice screamed no!!! which is why those parts are in bold. this is a continuation of an earlier poem that I wrote called What I Write. To get the best perspective on this please read part one
Part 1: (http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/100638-what-i-write/)
What I write
is what I am
what I see
where I stand
twisted dark
full of tears
an...
Part 1: (http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/100638-what-i-write/)
What I write
is what I am
what I see
where I stand
twisted dark
full of tears
an...
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In The Shadow of A Mountain
in the shadow of a mountain
in the shadow of a mountain
in a brilliant patch of green
where the sky touches the ground
and the world is at peace
in the shadow of a mountain
where the air is easy to breathe
near a path of graveled rocks
the landscape is serene
in the shadow of a mountain
where the birds always sing
time moves a little slower
and forever can be seen
in the shadow of a mountain
is where he rests in peace
flags wave with pride
in a gentle blowing breeze
in the shadow of a...
in the shadow of a mountain
in a brilliant patch of green
where the sky touches the ground
and the world is at peace
in the shadow of a mountain
where the air is easy to breathe
near a path of graveled rocks
the landscape is serene
in the shadow of a mountain
where the birds always sing
time moves a little slower
and forever can be seen
in the shadow of a mountain
is where he rests in peace
flags wave with pride
in a gentle blowing breeze
in the shadow of a...
#nature
#mountains
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Sorry (I killed the afterglow)
thanks baby
I had fun last night
it felt good to
feel good
for awhile
to forget
about me
focus on us
forget about pain
focus on love
I'm sorry that
once again
I've regressed but
you know I am still
depressed
I was able to let go
to clear my mind
a least for a little while
last night
I'm sorry that
it all came back in
this morning
when I was alone
again
sorry it seems that
I am too weak to fight
honestly I really do try
I just get so
wrapped up
in...
I had fun last night
it felt good to
feel good
for awhile
to forget
about me
focus on us
forget about pain
focus on love
I'm sorry that
once again
I've regressed but
you know I am still
depressed
I was able to let go
to clear my mind
a least for a little while
last night
I'm sorry that
it all came back in
this morning
when I was alone
again
sorry it seems that
I am too weak to fight
honestly I really do try
I just get so
wrapped up
in...
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Exposed
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Hold Most Dear
I can see myself
through my own eyes
a shadow cast
in dimming light
a mirror reflecting
back at me
and I don't like what I see
pain induced
sleep deprived
this is no way
to live this life
I shuffle through
the day to day
lost and trying
to find my way
as I slip
and sometimes fall
wondering if it's
worth it all
the things in life I hold most dear
are infact
what keeps me here
with no self love
to hold on to
I wake each day
and suffer through
it is not for me for which I fight...
through my own eyes
a shadow cast
in dimming light
a mirror reflecting
back at me
and I don't like what I see
pain induced
sleep deprived
this is no way
to live this life
I shuffle through
the day to day
lost and trying
to find my way
as I slip
and sometimes fall
wondering if it's
worth it all
the things in life I hold most dear
are infact
what keeps me here
with no self love
to hold on to
I wake each day
and suffer through
it is not for me for which I fight...
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