Submissions by TMA (Apollo)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Painting pretty pictures of pain
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2016 1:31am
14th Nov 2016 1:31am
Insomniac
Now I'm no poet
But I like to write
At night
By the light of the moon
Of
Mistakes and Heartaches
Cigarettes and regrets
Drift back to a colorful past and shady exes
Building rainbow towers in this black and white world
And the moon...she keeps me company...
and we sit for hours
Her gaze always soft
Always understanding
And we sit for hours
As time passes us by
But I like to write
At night
By the light of the moon
Of
Mistakes and Heartaches
Cigarettes and regrets
Drift back to a colorful past and shady exes
Building rainbow towers in this black and white world
And the moon...she keeps me company...
and we sit for hours
Her gaze always soft
Always understanding
And we sit for hours
As time passes us by
568 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Sep 2016 7:37pm
21st Sep 2016 7:37pm
Rainbow
She was a rainbow in the dark
Few could see
And fewer would know
What she meant to me
And why I loved her so
#TMA
Few could see
And fewer would know
What she meant to me
And why I loved her so
#TMA
705 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Sep 2016 10:45pm
14th Sep 2016 10:45pm
Chronicles of a Sierra Leonean Hunter (Co-Write With the Obscenely Talented EmJay)
The night was quiet.
The moon was in a bad mood and the wind whispered rumours of rain.
So cold even the breeze needed a blanket.
I was amongst the last few lost souls at "Chez nous" whose accolades came from the number of empty bottles that had kissed our lips
Another night out drinking alone.
'Man nor able geh play dis net'
Had to settle for calling for bottles and knocking them down
'En na so beck's sef don dia'
I should have just stayed home
My conscience calls to me from beyond the great expanse. ...
The moon was in a bad mood and the wind whispered rumours of rain.
So cold even the breeze needed a blanket.
I was amongst the last few lost souls at "Chez nous" whose accolades came from the number of empty bottles that had kissed our lips
Another night out drinking alone.
'Man nor able geh play dis net'
Had to settle for calling for bottles and knocking them down
'En na so beck's sef don dia'
I should have just stayed home
My conscience calls to me from beyond the great expanse. ...
693 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Sep 2016 4:03am
14th Sep 2016 4:03am
Leave it
Leave it all on the page.
All
of your doubts and fears,
the madness,
the heartache,
anger and insecurities,
the lame little jokes and
the little things that make your heart flutter like broken butterfly wings on a windy day
It is much too heavy
And life is already much too hard
To go through it lugging all of those around
So leave it all on the page
And come back to it whenever you feel like you need the added weight to keep you grounded
#TMA
All
of your doubts and fears,
the madness,
the heartache,
anger and insecurities,
the lame little jokes and
the little things that make your heart flutter like broken butterfly wings on a windy day
It is much too heavy
And life is already much too hard
To go through it lugging all of those around
So leave it all on the page
And come back to it whenever you feel like you need the added weight to keep you grounded
#TMA
632 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2016 8:03pm
11th Sep 2016 8:03pm
Lost boy
Sing about me.
Outside alone in the dark
With no one but the night sky to bear witness with the crickets chirping in the distance.
Sing a soulful song of sadness so serene the skies weep
and the stars blink back tears
Sing a song of the lost boy who never made it to neverland
Sing of how he wandered in the darkness
Lost and out of place
Never standing out
but never fitting in
Cursed to write..
...but never live
#TMA
Outside alone in the dark
With no one but the night sky to bear witness with the crickets chirping in the distance.
Sing a soulful song of sadness so serene the skies weep
and the stars blink back tears
Sing a song of the lost boy who never made it to neverland
Sing of how he wandered in the darkness
Lost and out of place
Never standing out
but never fitting in
Cursed to write..
...but never live
#TMA
657 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Sep 2016 8:18pm
6th Sep 2016 8:18pm
I'm fine, thanks.
My mind is not a nice place
My mind is not a nice place
My mind is not a nice place
My mind is not a nice place
So I do anything to get out of it.
I lose myself in a nice girl
I lose myself in the liquor
I lose myself in the music
Makes no difference to me
I fall into my vices
I pick myself up
I fall back in
I pick myself back up
I ride the wave between sobriety and addiction like it's second nature
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
I cuss too much
I talk too much
I think too much ...
My mind is not a nice place
My mind is not a nice place
My mind is not a nice place
So I do anything to get out of it.
I lose myself in a nice girl
I lose myself in the liquor
I lose myself in the music
Makes no difference to me
I fall into my vices
I pick myself up
I fall back in
I pick myself back up
I ride the wave between sobriety and addiction like it's second nature
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
I cuss too much
I talk too much
I think too much ...
932 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2016 9:43pm
4th Sep 2016 9:43pm
Immortality
Architects and Artists Alone
Know
the joy
of
creating something
designed to outlast them
#TMA
Know
the joy
of
creating something
designed to outlast them
#TMA
568 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2016 2:33am
2nd Sep 2016 2:33am
"Neither does she..."
it comes and goes
Like erections
And people
And sunsets
Love never hangs around for too long
...and neither does she
Like erections
And people
And sunsets
Love never hangs around for too long
...and neither does she
601 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Sep 2016 3:44am
1st Sep 2016 3:44am
Long Distance Call
I make long distance calls to God sometimes
I know we don't always see eye to eye
And that I'm far from his favorite person
And that I sometimes act like he doesn't exist.
But you see I spoke to my friend today.
No. I spoke to my brother today.
And I made a long distance call to God for him.
I got down on my knees and I made the call not knowing if he was gonna pick up.
I can only leave a message and hope that he hears it when he has the time.
You see my friend...
...no. my brother.
He carries a...
I know we don't always see eye to eye
And that I'm far from his favorite person
And that I sometimes act like he doesn't exist.
But you see I spoke to my friend today.
No. I spoke to my brother today.
And I made a long distance call to God for him.
I got down on my knees and I made the call not knowing if he was gonna pick up.
I can only leave a message and hope that he hears it when he has the time.
You see my friend...
...no. my brother.
He carries a...
701 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Aug 2016 8:47pm
28th Aug 2016 8:47pm
Moonwalk
It is a cold cold world
And most of us didn't pack warm clothing
Bloody stupid if you ask me
But no one asked me did they?
No one ever really does
Somehow I always seem to moonwalk into these things.
Existential questions and hypothetical flaws in the imagined castle that I might potentially build in the proverbial sky.
To go about life wreathed in "maybes" and "what ifs"
What if I could just live?
Damn the logistics
Fuck the "why?"
Does it even really concern me?
I begin to understand the...
And most of us didn't pack warm clothing
Bloody stupid if you ask me
But no one asked me did they?
No one ever really does
Somehow I always seem to moonwalk into these things.
Existential questions and hypothetical flaws in the imagined castle that I might potentially build in the proverbial sky.
To go about life wreathed in "maybes" and "what ifs"
What if I could just live?
Damn the logistics
Fuck the "why?"
Does it even really concern me?
I begin to understand the...
618 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2016 2:16pm
23rd Aug 2016 2:16pm
Only thing that makes sense
She makes me believe in reincarnation
I must have
walked
a thousand lives
to get
here
I must have
worked
a thousand lives
to get
here
#TMA
I must have
walked
a thousand lives
to get
here
I must have
worked
a thousand lives
to get
here
#TMA
541 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2016 10:37am
22nd Aug 2016 10:37am
Inspiration?
Mistakes and Milkshakes
Cigarettes and Regrets
Mind games and Cum stains
It is a big world out there
In all it's wonderful and terrifying splendor
So who's to say where inspiration is gonna come crawling out of today?
Today she is dressed as hunger pains and Lil Wayne
Blasting "Hustler Musik" in the background
She likes to play dress up - my friend
Who's to say what she'll look like tomorrow?
#TMA
Cigarettes and Regrets
Mind games and Cum stains
It is a big world out there
In all it's wonderful and terrifying splendor
So who's to say where inspiration is gonna come crawling out of today?
Today she is dressed as hunger pains and Lil Wayne
Blasting "Hustler Musik" in the background
She likes to play dress up - my friend
Who's to say what she'll look like tomorrow?
#TMA
515 reads
6 Comments
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