Submissions by TMA (Apollo)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Painting pretty pictures of pain
I legit have no title for this
I wonder what the sunset says to the ocean
Everday
For just a few minutes at a time
Whispering sweet words to a lover
Only to be ripped from her arms till the next day
Day after day
Contemplating their doomed love affair
I wonder if the sunset speaks to the ocean
About the herds of doomed lovers that go for walks on the beach
I imagine the sun tells the waves
All the juicy details
He has spied from his post in the sky
And they gossip
and they laugh
For just a few minutes a day
At our misfortunes
I wonder if...
Everday
For just a few minutes at a time
Whispering sweet words to a lover
Only to be ripped from her arms till the next day
Day after day
Contemplating their doomed love affair
I wonder if the sunset speaks to the ocean
About the herds of doomed lovers that go for walks on the beach
I imagine the sun tells the waves
All the juicy details
He has spied from his post in the sky
And they gossip
and they laugh
For just a few minutes a day
At our misfortunes
I wonder if...
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It was a night for poetry
I'm from a place where the night is never really just dark.
No...inconceivable
It is the blackness of my soul made light
The unholy union of my shame and unbelief
Born at a time when the moon had never been more lonely
And only the occasional passing cloud comes to comfort her as she mourns in her solitude
The stars never just shine
They never simply sparkle
It is unfathomable that they just glow
They burn
with the fire of a thousand suns
Blindingly mesmerising
Deeply...
No...inconceivable
It is the blackness of my soul made light
The unholy union of my shame and unbelief
Born at a time when the moon had never been more lonely
And only the occasional passing cloud comes to comfort her as she mourns in her solitude
The stars never just shine
They never simply sparkle
It is unfathomable that they just glow
They burn
with the fire of a thousand suns
Blindingly mesmerising
Deeply...
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Umbrella
She was
the perfect weather
on the wrong day.
She is summer skies
and
sunny sunshine
when I am home sick with the flu
She is rain
on a beach day
with
my clothes
hanging outside.
And I never really got around to buying that umbrella.
#TMA
the perfect weather
on the wrong day.
She is summer skies
and
sunny sunshine
when I am home sick with the flu
She is rain
on a beach day
with
my clothes
hanging outside.
And I never really got around to buying that umbrella.
#TMA
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Wondering/Wandering
Funny how we only call on God when we need him
But isn't that what being human is.
Being petty, and spoilt, and ungrateful and broken and flawed.
Just flawed
But does He ever get tired?
Tired of all our incessant wailing, and tantrums and asking, and demanding for stuff...more...and more stuff
We're never satisfied are we
For what are our deepest desires in the grand scheme of things
Our most desperate wants and cravings
Or maybe it is just not my place to wonder about the grand scheme of things
But then...
But isn't that what being human is.
Being petty, and spoilt, and ungrateful and broken and flawed.
Just flawed
But does He ever get tired?
Tired of all our incessant wailing, and tantrums and asking, and demanding for stuff...more...and more stuff
We're never satisfied are we
For what are our deepest desires in the grand scheme of things
Our most desperate wants and cravings
Or maybe it is just not my place to wonder about the grand scheme of things
But then...
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Personally I think I'm just getting lazy...
I can
still
smell her
on my pillow.
I'm never
getting
out
of bed.
still
smell her
on my pillow.
I'm never
getting
out
of bed.
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Rainy day lover
She comes in with the rain
I guess neither of us can stand to be alone when the torrents pour
When the thunder breaks the sky and the lightening splits the heavens
When the winds tear through the trees and rain pisses down on us all.
It doesn't pay to be alone on a day like this.
So when the sky darkens, and the clouds gather they form a beacon that draws her to me.
And she comes in with the rain
#TMA
I guess neither of us can stand to be alone when the torrents pour
When the thunder breaks the sky and the lightening splits the heavens
When the winds tear through the trees and rain pisses down on us all.
It doesn't pay to be alone on a day like this.
So when the sky darkens, and the clouds gather they form a beacon that draws her to me.
And she comes in with the rain
#TMA
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The Silence
The Silence
Speaks louder than the rain
Fucks harder than the pain
It is all that I hear
It is more than I can bear
The Silence
TMA n VF
Speaks louder than the rain
Fucks harder than the pain
It is all that I hear
It is more than I can bear
The Silence
TMA n VF
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*insert title here*
I fall in love every time
Each as real as the last
Each as painful as the first
Each as real as the last
Each as painful as the first
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It was a dark time
Hypocrite.
That's what I have become
That's what they have made me.
For what good could come of speaking my mind?
If I let out this torrent of rage and frustration
What would that achieve?
So all this lays stirring beneath the surface
Neatly concealed
Successfully stowed away
So I smile
I agree
I obey
I even laugh on occasion
Call in a bonus point in this sick game I play
And I detest every minute of it
I feel like there's an allergic reaction in my soul
Dishonesty never agreed with me ...
That's what I have become
That's what they have made me.
For what good could come of speaking my mind?
If I let out this torrent of rage and frustration
What would that achieve?
So all this lays stirring beneath the surface
Neatly concealed
Successfully stowed away
So I smile
I agree
I obey
I even laugh on occasion
Call in a bonus point in this sick game I play
And I detest every minute of it
I feel like there's an allergic reaction in my soul
Dishonesty never agreed with me ...
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Still
It was never about how she brought light into my life
It was about how she loved me in the dark
I never understood how she could dance with my demons
Never understood
How she could look at the graveyard in my closet like it was the setting sun on the summer solstice
She saw the worst of me
And found a way to love me still
#TMA
It was about how she loved me in the dark
I never understood how she could dance with my demons
Never understood
How she could look at the graveyard in my closet like it was the setting sun on the summer solstice
She saw the worst of me
And found a way to love me still
#TMA
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Drunk (Not a sober poem)
I got drunk
on her smile
and her skin
and her scent
and the way she
said my name
I was drunk
on the moment
and the mood
and the music
and the muse
and the merlot
I was...
...drunk...
I was just drunk
...never mind
on her smile
and her skin
and her scent
and the way she
said my name
I was drunk
on the moment
and the mood
and the music
and the muse
and the merlot
I was...
...drunk...
I was just drunk
...never mind
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Way back when...
I could have
sworn I held
forever in my arms
Could have sworn
I tasted
eternity on your lips.
Even your perfume
smelled like the rest of my life
Way back when...
We built a life in my dreams
Castles in the sky
See you were a part of me.
Every breathe I took was ours
Way back when...
You were my destiny,
and just like that one song
we were "written in the stars"
We built a home out of time
Way back when...
You were my one redeeming character
my...
sworn I held
forever in my arms
Could have sworn
I tasted
eternity on your lips.
Even your perfume
smelled like the rest of my life
Way back when...
We built a life in my dreams
Castles in the sky
See you were a part of me.
Every breathe I took was ours
Way back when...
You were my destiny,
and just like that one song
we were "written in the stars"
We built a home out of time
Way back when...
You were my one redeeming character
my...
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