Submissions by Soxy (SoxThePoet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Without words life would be meaningless,without meaning life would be pointless
Broken Souls
Recently i find myself being fascinated by the idea of a broken soul both as a concept needing development and research and as a topic to flex my intellectually poetic muscles on.the problem is even after a bit of self introspection and meditation i cant seem to wrap my mind on the thought that i myself am a broken soul even though the signs are beyond obvious.denial has for most of my years been a defining characteristic of the person I am maybe because i feel some truths are better left ignored than exposed.If someone out there is also interested in the subject, please don't hesitate to...
#sadness
#strength
#LifeStruggles
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The Puppy Had to Love Like a Dog!
She asked for my heart,
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
So wholeheartedly,
With unquantified innocence,
I carved it from my chest
And with both hands
I handed it over,
So she could be its keeper.
Instead she danced over it,
Breaking it down to a million pieces,
Until there was nothing to break anymore,
And when I begged for a moment to bleed,
With a witch's tear and a sharp piercing voice,
She shamelessly accused me of being heartless.
That moment I knew,
The puppy love was gone,
So like a greedy dog I learnt to move my bones
And...
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
472 reads
8 Comments
Blood Bleeds Blood
I have seen it all.
I have seen the blade flirting with blood
Blood turning the blade
The blade dancing till it bled and
Blood blunting the blade
Bloody tears I bled
Blue eyes turned red
My vision once blurred
Perplexed,
How can blood
turn the blade on blood
Until blood bled blood so vividly red
How can blue eyes
Clear as oceans reflecting the sweet summer sky
Bleed blood until all they see is red
Until their blue vision becomes blurred.
Until their blue vision defines sad,
Blood is thicker than water, ...
I have seen the blade flirting with blood
Blood turning the blade
The blade dancing till it bled and
Blood blunting the blade
Bloody tears I bled
Blue eyes turned red
My vision once blurred
Perplexed,
How can blood
turn the blade on blood
Until blood bled blood so vividly red
How can blue eyes
Clear as oceans reflecting the sweet summer sky
Bleed blood until all they see is red
Until their blue vision becomes blurred.
Until their blue vision defines sad,
Blood is thicker than water, ...
#anger
#heartbroken
#disappointment
427 reads
4 Comments
For The Dreamers
I dreamt of a dream about a dream in a dream!
The dream I dreamt
Was a dream about a dream in a dream,
In short,
I dreamt of a dream about a dream
in a dream,
Dreamy I know,
But the dream I dreamt was a mere
construct of a dream I once dreamt of
While dreaming of a dream I wished to dream of for a long time of incessant dreaming,
So everything I dreamt I dreamt,
Was no more than just a dream existing in a dream..
So, say dreams do come true,
How do I decide which dream I dreamt should no longer be a dream,
Should ...
The dream I dreamt
Was a dream about a dream in a dream,
In short,
I dreamt of a dream about a dream
in a dream,
Dreamy I know,
But the dream I dreamt was a mere
construct of a dream I once dreamt of
While dreaming of a dream I wished to dream of for a long time of incessant dreaming,
So everything I dreamt I dreamt,
Was no more than just a dream existing in a dream..
So, say dreams do come true,
How do I decide which dream I dreamt should no longer be a dream,
Should ...
#identity
#dreams
421 reads
3 Comments
With Who
I'm in love
Not with who but with what,
What you do ,what you like,
And what you say
I'm in love
Not with who but with How
How you walk,how you talk
And how you laugh
I'm in love
Not with who but with when
When you sleep and when you wake,
When you smile and when you break
I'm in love
Not with who but with where
Where you came from,where you are and where you are going
Yes I'm in love,
Not with what or how
Neither am I in love with where nor when ,
But I am in...
Not with who but with what,
What you do ,what you like,
And what you say
I'm in love
Not with who but with How
How you walk,how you talk
And how you laugh
I'm in love
Not with who but with when
When you sleep and when you wake,
When you smile and when you break
I'm in love
Not with who but with where
Where you came from,where you are and where you are going
Yes I'm in love,
Not with what or how
Neither am I in love with where nor when ,
But I am in...
#love
489 reads
4 Comments
Blue
My words burn like ice,
They emanate from a place so cold,
Engulfed by heated emotions of the worst kind,
They cut through fire ,freezing the burn of the hottest flame whose color is blue,
My favourite color in the spectrum of my being is blue,
Like the ocean,
On the surface I look peaceful,
Reflecting the beauty I wish was mine
But deep inside is a conflicted field filled with demons I keep concealed
So they don't see the light of day or let alone feel the surface breeze.
I am the fire in the ice,
I burn, i freeze
I'm blue
They emanate from a place so cold,
Engulfed by heated emotions of the worst kind,
They cut through fire ,freezing the burn of the hottest flame whose color is blue,
My favourite color in the spectrum of my being is blue,
Like the ocean,
On the surface I look peaceful,
Reflecting the beauty I wish was mine
But deep inside is a conflicted field filled with demons I keep concealed
So they don't see the light of day or let alone feel the surface breeze.
I am the fire in the ice,
I burn, i freeze
I'm blue
#sadness
#grief
#strength
#courage
#dark
453 reads
2 Comments
Butterflies
Butterflies
in my stomach,
Is this love
Or simply fear?
I can't tell the difference
That much is clear.
in my stomach,
Is this love
Or simply fear?
I can't tell the difference
That much is clear.
#love
#confusion
470 reads
9 Comments
Shards of Black
Dark and lovely can not exist simultaneously,
Its either you are dark or you are lovely!
For your "dark" is a shade of black that is dark.
Its where being born black bears the feeling of being a burden,
Cursed to never understand the true meaning of self worth,
"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder"
So you pluck out those lying eyes with shards of self loathe and low self esteem
Only this time its in high volumes,
Pitying your own existence up until you cease to exist,
Invisible even to your own conscience,
Always feeling like you are...
Its either you are dark or you are lovely!
For your "dark" is a shade of black that is dark.
Its where being born black bears the feeling of being a burden,
Cursed to never understand the true meaning of self worth,
"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder"
So you pluck out those lying eyes with shards of self loathe and low self esteem
Only this time its in high volumes,
Pitying your own existence up until you cease to exist,
Invisible even to your own conscience,
Always feeling like you are...
#dark
429 reads
4 Comments
To Love
My Love,
Before I Learn To Love
I Need To Love To Learn,
For Love Is a Lesson Learnt
And Only Love Can Profess Love.
Before I Learn To Love
I Need To Love To Learn,
For Love Is a Lesson Learnt
And Only Love Can Profess Love.
#love
#FallingInLove
593 reads
6 Comments
Worst Lovers
Our love for words
Deprives us of our love for love,
For one spends more time with what one loves ,
One heart one love,
By that logic,
Our love for words limits us on expressing our love for love
For one loves not with words but with works,
Cursed by e only blessing we possess,
Maybe if we spoke less we could love more
And be finally free of the poets curse,
Or maybe that's just our weakness which we ought to embrace.
SoxThePoet🦋
Inspired by Poet Asa P1704
Deprives us of our love for love,
For one spends more time with what one loves ,
One heart one love,
By that logic,
Our love for words limits us on expressing our love for love
For one loves not with words but with works,
Cursed by e only blessing we possess,
Maybe if we spoke less we could love more
And be finally free of the poets curse,
Or maybe that's just our weakness which we ought to embrace.
SoxThePoet🦋
Inspired by Poet Asa P1704
#happiness
#relationships
#redemption
560 reads
6 Comments
I SHALL BLEED NO MORE
for more than twelve years i have bled
Fought against forces forged in the ferving flames of the fires of hell
Either I fall apart, live a life of fear funk and lie fallow
Or choose to live another day, with faith and freedom in my favour
Well the questions I had to answer were never simple
A labyrinth of options designed to make me fail
But my mind was strong and never feeble
So I made it all my simple.
Fight fire with fire Sondlane was my functional choice,
A choice which I was determined to father and further farther
Ignited the...
Fought against forces forged in the ferving flames of the fires of hell
Either I fall apart, live a life of fear funk and lie fallow
Or choose to live another day, with faith and freedom in my favour
Well the questions I had to answer were never simple
A labyrinth of options designed to make me fail
But my mind was strong and never feeble
So I made it all my simple.
Fight fire with fire Sondlane was my functional choice,
A choice which I was determined to father and further farther
Ignited the...
#LifeAsAWriter
555 reads
0 Comments
My Moment
She screamed don't stop
I was afraid to ruin the moment,
Jumped on top
We vowed to live in the moment,
Up and down we rocked
Screams became the song of the moment,
Sweat became our organic shower
The heat of the moment,
Eyes closed,fists clinched and toes folded,
An orgasmic finish,yes I was the man of the moment,
Her curves curled all over my flesh
Soft lush of sweet breathe ,emerged from her tender lips,
Victory in my side,never was I to leave her side from that moment,
Well! at least that's what I told her,
Until a...
I was afraid to ruin the moment,
Jumped on top
We vowed to live in the moment,
Up and down we rocked
Screams became the song of the moment,
Sweat became our organic shower
The heat of the moment,
Eyes closed,fists clinched and toes folded,
An orgasmic finish,yes I was the man of the moment,
Her curves curled all over my flesh
Soft lush of sweet breathe ,emerged from her tender lips,
Victory in my side,never was I to leave her side from that moment,
Well! at least that's what I told her,
Until a...
#erotic
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