Submissions by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Flower Garden
I love you more than you could know
this loves for sure now what it grow
the flowers bloom and grow so tall
I dream of you my living doll
you look so sweet with your eyes closed
with hair so dark and lips so cold
I love your skin so milky white
is this a sin it feels so right
I'll plant a flower garden for you
and watch my life's love in full bloom
I'll nurture it with all my love
a living symbol for both of us
please dance with me just one last time
I'll kiss you deep as I cry
I'll hold you close and squeeze you tight...
this loves for sure now what it grow
the flowers bloom and grow so tall
I dream of you my living doll
you look so sweet with your eyes closed
with hair so dark and lips so cold
I love your skin so milky white
is this a sin it feels so right
I'll plant a flower garden for you
and watch my life's love in full bloom
I'll nurture it with all my love
a living symbol for both of us
please dance with me just one last time
I'll kiss you deep as I cry
I'll hold you close and squeeze you tight...
573 reads
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Of Cemetary Dreams (And Nightmare Scapes)
awoke again to the sounds of death
the creeping silence of restless breath
the sounds I hear I cannot mistake
only death can sound this way
I feel the sun upon my face
enraptured in its warm embrace
within my eyes I see its glow
even though my eyes are closed
a whispered wind invades my ear
I feel the world that I can hear
the channeled sounds of lifeless life
the lonely cries of those who have died
I open my eyes to see the sun
and find the world has come undone
a dark eclipse shades my face
lost within a shadowed...
the creeping silence of restless breath
the sounds I hear I cannot mistake
only death can sound this way
I feel the sun upon my face
enraptured in its warm embrace
within my eyes I see its glow
even though my eyes are closed
a whispered wind invades my ear
I feel the world that I can hear
the channeled sounds of lifeless life
the lonely cries of those who have died
I open my eyes to see the sun
and find the world has come undone
a dark eclipse shades my face
lost within a shadowed...
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But..
the sound of memories
pour from the speakers
haunting
as they creep into my ear
taking me back
to a specific time
in a place
where I don't want to be
sonic razors slice
as they move through my head
the rhythm
and tones
slicing me apart
as the lyrics
scratch
and claw
I remember
why I hate this song...
but I love this song...
everything about this moment
is everything I wish
I could forget
everything about these words
is nothing I care to write about...
again
...
pour from the speakers
haunting
as they creep into my ear
taking me back
to a specific time
in a place
where I don't want to be
sonic razors slice
as they move through my head
the rhythm
and tones
slicing me apart
as the lyrics
scratch
and claw
I remember
why I hate this song...
but I love this song...
everything about this moment
is everything I wish
I could forget
everything about these words
is nothing I care to write about...
again
...
686 reads
6 Comments
The Fog
a heavy fog descends
casting a grey haze
trapping all the light within
with no means of escape
the fog seems to lurk and breathe
scattered whispers spread
in slow motion is seems to move
a silent creeping death
the fog grows ever so dense
as it suffocates the light
the darkness becomes even more intense
as the light begins to die
a spreading death consuming all
its path is not direct
no exception does it take
no light I will eject
as the light is falling dead
within the darkened grasp
across the night...
casting a grey haze
trapping all the light within
with no means of escape
the fog seems to lurk and breathe
scattered whispers spread
in slow motion is seems to move
a silent creeping death
the fog grows ever so dense
as it suffocates the light
the darkness becomes even more intense
as the light begins to die
a spreading death consuming all
its path is not direct
no exception does it take
no light I will eject
as the light is falling dead
within the darkened grasp
across the night...
633 reads
4 Comments
Anxiety Speaks
good morning its me...
anxiety
I'm here to ruin your day
I kind of picked at you last night
but I thought that I just might
let you take a little time
before I really dug in
so here I am...
so what I would actually like to do
is really fucking pester you
try to squeeze my way in
just below the skin
come on you know how to play this game
you know that the rules don't ever change
and when we dance I always lead
thats just the way it is with me
so as we start I would like to say
in the end you'll be ok...
anxiety
I'm here to ruin your day
I kind of picked at you last night
but I thought that I just might
let you take a little time
before I really dug in
so here I am...
so what I would actually like to do
is really fucking pester you
try to squeeze my way in
just below the skin
come on you know how to play this game
you know that the rules don't ever change
and when we dance I always lead
thats just the way it is with me
so as we start I would like to say
in the end you'll be ok...
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The Fortunate One(s)
the crowd cheers as the team takes the field. Screaming and clapping.. the sound almost deafening.
Fireworks explode in the air...
pop...
bang...
pow... and rain down like rainbows of fire.
The world only exists right here...
This place at this time with the crowd in unison a voice raises as one.
The doors are closed tight.
The roof zipped up.
The air is balmy with the energy of the fans.
The anticipations of the day is overwhelming.
Fathers stand with their sons... smiling and waiting as their favorite player to runs across the field...
Fireworks explode in the air...
pop...
bang...
pow... and rain down like rainbows of fire.
The world only exists right here...
This place at this time with the crowd in unison a voice raises as one.
The doors are closed tight.
The roof zipped up.
The air is balmy with the energy of the fans.
The anticipations of the day is overwhelming.
Fathers stand with their sons... smiling and waiting as their favorite player to runs across the field...
680 reads
4 Comments
My Face
caught a glimpse of my face today
listened to see what the mirror would say
with my hair pulled back my reflection screamed
and pointed out things I haven't seen
exposed are the lines
in the corners of my eyes
cracked and broken is the skin
with layers of pain held within
behind the shades of green and blue
with stresses abound
the darker shades and tones beneath
reveal a dreadful lack of sleep
sagging and heavy my eyes tell a tale now
as they retreat from my furrowed brow
sad and broken and devoid of shine...
listened to see what the mirror would say
with my hair pulled back my reflection screamed
and pointed out things I haven't seen
exposed are the lines
in the corners of my eyes
cracked and broken is the skin
with layers of pain held within
behind the shades of green and blue
with stresses abound
the darker shades and tones beneath
reveal a dreadful lack of sleep
sagging and heavy my eyes tell a tale now
as they retreat from my furrowed brow
sad and broken and devoid of shine...
749 reads
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Bloodlust
like liquid satin ~ blood flows...
across milky skin
the devils mark appears
a fall into the dark with no escape
insistent bloodlust
no choice to make
demon eyes stare through the soul
penetrating the depths
of the aura
hypnotized
mesmerized
a victim of ones own fantasy
captivated
the illusion of death
granted through immortality
the cold hard kiss
bringing death
creating life
the thirst
the hunger
the need
the loneliness of forever
the irrelevance of time
sunless ...
across milky skin
the devils mark appears
a fall into the dark with no escape
insistent bloodlust
no choice to make
demon eyes stare through the soul
penetrating the depths
of the aura
hypnotized
mesmerized
a victim of ones own fantasy
captivated
the illusion of death
granted through immortality
the cold hard kiss
bringing death
creating life
the thirst
the hunger
the need
the loneliness of forever
the irrelevance of time
sunless ...
529 reads
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The Candy Dish
the candy dish with the missing lid
a treasure chest for all of the kids
sometimes filled with candy sticks
but never full of licorice
I wonder what happened to the missing lid
the one that goes on that dish
I wonder if its lost or hid
or if someone has broken it
around certain times of the year
the dish is filled with christmas cheer
at other times it would appear
that the easter bunny has been here
in the fall at halloween
the dish is full of ghosts and things
chocolate treats and spider rings
gummy worms and vampire...
a treasure chest for all of the kids
sometimes filled with candy sticks
but never full of licorice
I wonder what happened to the missing lid
the one that goes on that dish
I wonder if its lost or hid
or if someone has broken it
around certain times of the year
the dish is filled with christmas cheer
at other times it would appear
that the easter bunny has been here
in the fall at halloween
the dish is full of ghosts and things
chocolate treats and spider rings
gummy worms and vampire...
867 reads
4 Comments
A Crust Of Pain
woke up this morning
with a crust of pain in my eye
upon my face
the tears stained and dried
opened my eyes,
let reality in,
start the flow of pain once again
of the thousand things
I saw in my dreams
like barbs
and thorns
they stick with me
visions of things
that haunt me today
slice at my soul
and won't go away
allowing my eyes
to adjust to the day
knowing my heart
can't adjust to the pain
pounding my brain to divert
what I think
hoping that this does not destroy me
looking...
with a crust of pain in my eye
upon my face
the tears stained and dried
opened my eyes,
let reality in,
start the flow of pain once again
of the thousand things
I saw in my dreams
like barbs
and thorns
they stick with me
visions of things
that haunt me today
slice at my soul
and won't go away
allowing my eyes
to adjust to the day
knowing my heart
can't adjust to the pain
pounding my brain to divert
what I think
hoping that this does not destroy me
looking...
655 reads
4 Comments
In The Attic
in the attic
where I keep my things
stashed away
under lock and key
a tiny box
where my secrets keep
locked away
inside of me
in this place
where the darkness dwells
where anxiety
and pain overwhelm
locked inside a fragile shell
my tiny box
of raging hell
in this dark
there is no light
the blinding dark
and constant fight
I feel the dark
within my eyes
as it corrupts
and kills my mind
in this place
the dark can think
it lurks
and moves inside of me
at times I...
where I keep my things
stashed away
under lock and key
a tiny box
where my secrets keep
locked away
inside of me
in this place
where the darkness dwells
where anxiety
and pain overwhelm
locked inside a fragile shell
my tiny box
of raging hell
in this dark
there is no light
the blinding dark
and constant fight
I feel the dark
within my eyes
as it corrupts
and kills my mind
in this place
the dark can think
it lurks
and moves inside of me
at times I...
592 reads
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Fire and Flames
kicked in the teeth by reality
as I woke from a dream
spent the rest of the night
trying to find my way back to sleep
lying as still as the dead,
alone in the dark
while thoughts of loss
pulled at my heart
nothing could I do
but to stew in my head
clenched my fists
as my anxiety fed
seconds to minutes
bled by the hour
overcome by grief
and consumed by it's power
grinding my teeth
and locking my jaw
trying to erase the thoughts
of the things I have thought
nothing to do but to lie here awake
and fight...
as I woke from a dream
spent the rest of the night
trying to find my way back to sleep
lying as still as the dead,
alone in the dark
while thoughts of loss
pulled at my heart
nothing could I do
but to stew in my head
clenched my fists
as my anxiety fed
seconds to minutes
bled by the hour
overcome by grief
and consumed by it's power
grinding my teeth
and locking my jaw
trying to erase the thoughts
of the things I have thought
nothing to do but to lie here awake
and fight...
563 reads
2 Comments
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