Submissions by Solitude
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2013 1:36pm
22nd Sep 2013 1:36pm
My Crimson Tide
Have you ever had a dream you could fly?
Lifting off the grass
soaring the heavens
without a care in the world...
That is how i feel this very moment
floating high up against the white roof
I look down at the body that once was mine
i feel nothing
I do wonder,
did they even notice,
was i invisible?
did anyone care...
Were my pleas and tears unseen,
or did they not want to see?
The answers i shall never know
for my questions will burn with me
My chapter has ended,
the book of the mundane...
Lifting off the grass
soaring the heavens
without a care in the world...
That is how i feel this very moment
floating high up against the white roof
I look down at the body that once was mine
i feel nothing
I do wonder,
did they even notice,
was i invisible?
did anyone care...
Were my pleas and tears unseen,
or did they not want to see?
The answers i shall never know
for my questions will burn with me
My chapter has ended,
the book of the mundane...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Aug 2013 00:23am
11th Aug 2013 00:23am
Threefold
I call upon the forces of air, water, fire and earth
The four corners, north, south, east and west
The sun and the moon
I call upon the universe
hear my plea and let justice be done on him who is guilty.
I invoke The Law of Threefold
May he shed the tears i have shed Threefold
Let him share the pain I have suffered Threefold
The shame of rejection inflicted by him Threefold
The hollow feelings of loneliness and abandonment,
betrayal and vicious cruelty by his hand
I share with him Threefold my pain
let my pleas be heard by the forces, the...
The four corners, north, south, east and west
The sun and the moon
I call upon the universe
hear my plea and let justice be done on him who is guilty.
I invoke The Law of Threefold
May he shed the tears i have shed Threefold
Let him share the pain I have suffered Threefold
The shame of rejection inflicted by him Threefold
The hollow feelings of loneliness and abandonment,
betrayal and vicious cruelty by his hand
I share with him Threefold my pain
let my pleas be heard by the forces, the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
11th Aug 2013 00:04am
11th Aug 2013 00:04am
To whom it may concern
To whom it may concern
Who the hell are you anyway
A faceless, nameless, self absorbed ego
Over stuffed and ripping at the steams of a pin stripe
Pulling the strings like a sadistic puppeteer
Controlling actions, predetermined outcomes
Molding the masses to indulge a craving to torment
Making me dance to the tune of a warped tuneless fiddle
I tire of this way of life
I was born free, a life meant to be lived freely
I will cut the ties, ended your reign
Breaking free of restraints and restrictions
To whom it may concern...
Who the hell are you anyway
A faceless, nameless, self absorbed ego
Over stuffed and ripping at the steams of a pin stripe
Pulling the strings like a sadistic puppeteer
Controlling actions, predetermined outcomes
Molding the masses to indulge a craving to torment
Making me dance to the tune of a warped tuneless fiddle
I tire of this way of life
I was born free, a life meant to be lived freely
I will cut the ties, ended your reign
Breaking free of restraints and restrictions
To whom it may concern...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th May 2013 5:49pm
16th May 2013 5:49pm
A ghost in my closet
I’m Jen.
And i think there is a ghost in my closet
I open my brown closet door to a freezing breeze
Now and then the entire room
I get home on a Monday, Friday and Sunday there is a freezing breeze in my whole room
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday only in my closet
My door swings open from time to time
and slams closed all the time
There is a ghost in my closet
I feel someone staring at me every night
Whispering day and night, “let me out... let me out”
I reply, “I don’t know how”
It says, “come in the closet my love”...
And i think there is a ghost in my closet
I open my brown closet door to a freezing breeze
Now and then the entire room
I get home on a Monday, Friday and Sunday there is a freezing breeze in my whole room
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday only in my closet
My door swings open from time to time
and slams closed all the time
There is a ghost in my closet
I feel someone staring at me every night
Whispering day and night, “let me out... let me out”
I reply, “I don’t know how”
It says, “come in the closet my love”...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Mar 2013 9:36pm
19th Mar 2013 9:36pm
Captive
Loosen your grip its killing me,
like a constrictor you tighten and
your eyes glow a demonic green,
look at me, look into my eyes and see,
see how the light is leaving my eyes,
my body grows limp and my lips gray and cracked
what good am i as a prisoner,
dead inside and void of emotion,
emotions that you murdered,
your obsession has taken my soul,
i am but a husk,
a shadow of what i once was.
loosen your grip, let me breathe,let me live,
you are killing me,i will never be her,
what have you become?
loosen your grip its...
like a constrictor you tighten and
your eyes glow a demonic green,
look at me, look into my eyes and see,
see how the light is leaving my eyes,
my body grows limp and my lips gray and cracked
what good am i as a prisoner,
dead inside and void of emotion,
emotions that you murdered,
your obsession has taken my soul,
i am but a husk,
a shadow of what i once was.
loosen your grip, let me breathe,let me live,
you are killing me,i will never be her,
what have you become?
loosen your grip its...
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1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
4th Mar 2013 3:34pm
4th Mar 2013 3:34pm
Rebirth
Rebirth
Like a demon it breeds inside me,
pulsating hatred and blood lusting cruel rage
An evil thing fueled by my chemical brother
and the dark beats
“Don’t close your eyes Q”, the images still so clear,
The words still burning my soul.
Wrath and destruction my only relief,
my morphine shall be the sound of their horror and disbelief
Make them suffer, beg for mercy
Show them what evil really is,
The door has been opened yet again,
Closed for so long, hidden from the masses
Now to be unleashed on those that have enraged me...
Like a demon it breeds inside me,
pulsating hatred and blood lusting cruel rage
An evil thing fueled by my chemical brother
and the dark beats
“Don’t close your eyes Q”, the images still so clear,
The words still burning my soul.
Wrath and destruction my only relief,
my morphine shall be the sound of their horror and disbelief
Make them suffer, beg for mercy
Show them what evil really is,
The door has been opened yet again,
Closed for so long, hidden from the masses
Now to be unleashed on those that have enraged me...
635 reads
1 Comment
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