Submissions by Soulless_Observant (Brenden)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like chaotic writings with no sense of rythm or rhyme scheme because they throw people off. I feel they go more un-noticed which is preferrable for me. I mostly write poems to learn more about myself.
Your Ironclad Feet
I hear the pitter patter
Of your ironclad feet
Climbing on the ladder
Made of human meat
Hands hot as coal
Sear my outer shell
Straight into my soul
With fires hot as hell
And as my body contorts
My figure left tormented
My words all fall short
My actions unrepented
And your cool piercing chants
Flying out like darts
Perform a torturous dance
Spattered across my heart
And my tongue like a serpent
Coiled and ready to strike
But in your ears contentment
For your words are alike
Twisted and...
Of your ironclad feet
Climbing on the ladder
Made of human meat
Hands hot as coal
Sear my outer shell
Straight into my soul
With fires hot as hell
And as my body contorts
My figure left tormented
My words all fall short
My actions unrepented
And your cool piercing chants
Flying out like darts
Perform a torturous dance
Spattered across my heart
And my tongue like a serpent
Coiled and ready to strike
But in your ears contentment
For your words are alike
Twisted and...
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What If
Go ahead and take the risk,
That has been holding you back.
Do you want to be risk free,
While on the death bed you lie?
To die naive of love, hope and happiness.
Just believe and let go of your stress.
To go through life with no friends,
Is boring until the very end.
Go out and be all you can be,
Get out and enjoy being free.
The experience of doing something new,
Might be what you need to get you through.
I know what it's like to be on both sides,
The rocky roads and the kissing tides.
Both are good to a certain extent,
But some...
That has been holding you back.
Do you want to be risk free,
While on the death bed you lie?
To die naive of love, hope and happiness.
Just believe and let go of your stress.
To go through life with no friends,
Is boring until the very end.
Go out and be all you can be,
Get out and enjoy being free.
The experience of doing something new,
Might be what you need to get you through.
I know what it's like to be on both sides,
The rocky roads and the kissing tides.
Both are good to a certain extent,
But some...
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Freedom
The limits on my life,
Are not a logical choice.
I must know freedom.
I can create it myself,
But the decision is so delicate.
I feel fear,
But I know how I want to act.
A thousand words to tell,
In the action of the choice.
I must know freedom.
Are not a logical choice.
I must know freedom.
I can create it myself,
But the decision is so delicate.
I feel fear,
But I know how I want to act.
A thousand words to tell,
In the action of the choice.
I must know freedom.
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Reflections
I lived in my shell
Uncomfortable and unconformed
I wanted to be like the others
A beautiful social butterfly
As word spread through the vines
Shapes started to form
Those I saw about
Started approaching me
Their faces all contorted
With wretched smiles
And delightful tones
This is not what I saw before
So I retreat to my shadows
And rainy dark nights
Sheltered in my self pity
Sheltered in the perfect life
Uncomfortable and unconformed
I wanted to be like the others
A beautiful social butterfly
As word spread through the vines
Shapes started to form
Those I saw about
Started approaching me
Their faces all contorted
With wretched smiles
And delightful tones
This is not what I saw before
So I retreat to my shadows
And rainy dark nights
Sheltered in my self pity
Sheltered in the perfect life
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The Angels Call
Bones plastered in the wall
Boners plastered in the wall
And one by one we fall
Taunted by the angels call
Weeeeeeoooooow
Wwweeeeeeeoooooowww!
Come tither dear boy
Aaghhhannd
Weeouweeooh
As the pressure changes
And water drops down
Eeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiieeeeeeek
Like the pits of hell
I fell to the fingers clasp
I think I scored
I got the angels kiss
See sharp!
Is it nice
Nice...
Silence you imbecile
Slowly you gain form
Give way to the chaos...
Boners plastered in the wall
And one by one we fall
Taunted by the angels call
Weeeeeeoooooow
Wwweeeeeeeoooooowww!
Come tither dear boy
Aaghhhannd
Weeouweeooh
As the pressure changes
And water drops down
Eeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiieeeeeeek
Like the pits of hell
I fell to the fingers clasp
I think I scored
I got the angels kiss
See sharp!
Is it nice
Nice...
Silence you imbecile
Slowly you gain form
Give way to the chaos...
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The Weight of Emptiness
The weight of the emptiness
Is crushing me to numbness
I run around screaming
Begging for my prophecy
It's not in the thrills
Or the misplaced pills
It's buried in my heart
Beneath the lack of motivation
Is crushing me to numbness
I run around screaming
Begging for my prophecy
It's not in the thrills
Or the misplaced pills
It's buried in my heart
Beneath the lack of motivation
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Before there was God
How's it going my red barachetta?
Pretty well, yourselves?
Well pretty myself. So pretty I am. Do you see my pretty colors?
The purple while floating in and out of consciousness?
Floating through the gaping hole of small Rapunzel?
Buried in the compost of another life
Choking on the ashes of your wife
Mixed with the thorns covered in the blood of the savior
Condemned and crucified for his misbehavior
And the misbehavior of every filthy, stinking, vile wretch ever to contemplate the meaning of our so called existence
Why must we be from the all...
Pretty well, yourselves?
Well pretty myself. So pretty I am. Do you see my pretty colors?
The purple while floating in and out of consciousness?
Floating through the gaping hole of small Rapunzel?
Buried in the compost of another life
Choking on the ashes of your wife
Mixed with the thorns covered in the blood of the savior
Condemned and crucified for his misbehavior
And the misbehavior of every filthy, stinking, vile wretch ever to contemplate the meaning of our so called existence
Why must we be from the all...
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From The Grave
A heart pounds
In my ears
It rings around
Filled with fear
I scratch and mar
Struck with a lonesome tear
My mind empty
Yet completely full
Of incompetent pity
It's black as tar
It's transparent too
I know your love thus far
From the grave
You choke my breath
With hands I could not save
Smelling of rot
And covered in silt
My life just one big blot
So hear I lye
In the cold earth
It is just you and I
Together again
Never Alone
I love you my friend
In my ears
It rings around
Filled with fear
I scratch and mar
Struck with a lonesome tear
My mind empty
Yet completely full
Of incompetent pity
It's black as tar
It's transparent too
I know your love thus far
From the grave
You choke my breath
With hands I could not save
Smelling of rot
And covered in silt
My life just one big blot
So hear I lye
In the cold earth
It is just you and I
Together again
Never Alone
I love you my friend
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A Love Lost
I pull up to the grave
With fear in my heart
The headstone not saved
I failed on my part
I gave shitting on the grave
An entirely new meaning
Your dead body I shall raise
And give a thorough cleaning
But with creaks on every corner
And the most subtle movements
I think of all the mourners
And your deadly commitment
Twas not I but you
That made such a choice
And I wish that you knew
I wish I could hear your voice
With fear in my heart
The headstone not saved
I failed on my part
I gave shitting on the grave
An entirely new meaning
Your dead body I shall raise
And give a thorough cleaning
But with creaks on every corner
And the most subtle movements
I think of all the mourners
And your deadly commitment
Twas not I but you
That made such a choice
And I wish that you knew
I wish I could hear your voice
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The Shadow of a Friend
You told me death was near
But I did not expect this
To lose you was hard
But to still walk around mindless
I see your form walking towards me
But it is the ghost in your shadow I seek
Lost and confused you wander
Followed by the one so meek
Confused
Different
Lost and
Deranged
I run from you
You chase your friend
I hate the beast
You are in the end
I am lost in the shadows
Seeing only what was before
I can not see the change
In these memories forever more
But I did not expect this
To lose you was hard
But to still walk around mindless
I see your form walking towards me
But it is the ghost in your shadow I seek
Lost and confused you wander
Followed by the one so meek
Confused
Different
Lost and
Deranged
I run from you
You chase your friend
I hate the beast
You are in the end
I am lost in the shadows
Seeing only what was before
I can not see the change
In these memories forever more
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Call Me Omega
It was once said
By a great deadly foe
"My name is Legion,
For we are many"
But I am just one
So what does that make me?
I cause the same suffering
The same death and same plague
I hurt those I don't know
And the ones I love most
So for causing one man
Such torture and pain
They called their savior
To cast out your name
But I am just one
So what does that make me?
I have been approached by none
As great as thy lord
And there are no attempts
To stop my mad rave
And as your...
By a great deadly foe
"My name is Legion,
For we are many"
But I am just one
So what does that make me?
I cause the same suffering
The same death and same plague
I hurt those I don't know
And the ones I love most
So for causing one man
Such torture and pain
They called their savior
To cast out your name
But I am just one
So what does that make me?
I have been approached by none
As great as thy lord
And there are no attempts
To stop my mad rave
And as your...
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The Shadows of our Minds
Sitting in a world where reality and imagination are the only concepts we know.
We constantly search for a purpose.
Drifting through emotions of happy, sad, or content.
Some turn to gods from another realm.
A realm some believe do not exist, yet a realm some have visited.
Others may turn to the pleasures of life.
Seeking sex, drugs, or just simple friendship.
What if we are the ethreal being that so many have sought?
What if we are the only true friend we can behold?
Who is to say we aren't lost in our own thoughts,
wandering through memories of...
We constantly search for a purpose.
Drifting through emotions of happy, sad, or content.
Some turn to gods from another realm.
A realm some believe do not exist, yet a realm some have visited.
Others may turn to the pleasures of life.
Seeking sex, drugs, or just simple friendship.
What if we are the ethreal being that so many have sought?
What if we are the only true friend we can behold?
Who is to say we aren't lost in our own thoughts,
wandering through memories of...
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