Submissions by Teal
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Pink-Zeppelin
I'm on the Darkside of the Moon, Feeling an intense Presence
As we speak I am Drinking Tea for One with a Black Dog.
I Wish you were Here to Breathe in The Ocean.
Meet me on the Stairway to Heaven and lets Have a Cigar.
Its Over the Hills and Far Away, but come Speak With Me.
Sorry if I Ramble On and I seem Dazed & Confused.
Its probably Brain Damage, from Learning How to Fly.
I just thought of when we were On The Run.
Remember The Great Gig in The Sky?
Where we showed them No Quarter.
And someone wearing Kashmir got Trampled Under Foot.
And the...
As we speak I am Drinking Tea for One with a Black Dog.
I Wish you were Here to Breathe in The Ocean.
Meet me on the Stairway to Heaven and lets Have a Cigar.
Its Over the Hills and Far Away, but come Speak With Me.
Sorry if I Ramble On and I seem Dazed & Confused.
Its probably Brain Damage, from Learning How to Fly.
I just thought of when we were On The Run.
Remember The Great Gig in The Sky?
Where we showed them No Quarter.
And someone wearing Kashmir got Trampled Under Foot.
And the...
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tears.
On such a timeless flight,
Theres long lonely nights
and Unnecessary fights
Even John said it'll be a long, long time.
But we'll all be alright
Long days with wrong people
Getting past that is the bigger picture
Paint pictures with your story
Don't get caught up on a small feature
Time has a tendency to fly
So flying with it is called dreaming
Long nights spent in a town or on a thought
Cant beat Locking onto dancing vivid eyes
Let your breath go every once in awhile,
Even throw caution to wind
But always within' Reason
We'll all...
Theres long lonely nights
and Unnecessary fights
Even John said it'll be a long, long time.
But we'll all be alright
Long days with wrong people
Getting past that is the bigger picture
Paint pictures with your story
Don't get caught up on a small feature
Time has a tendency to fly
So flying with it is called dreaming
Long nights spent in a town or on a thought
Cant beat Locking onto dancing vivid eyes
Let your breath go every once in awhile,
Even throw caution to wind
But always within' Reason
We'll all...
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Inner city voice.
Spoken word, My words and my world
My brain and mind clash like titans
Teenager death due to mass mindless violence
I'm on the freeway in my lane crossing word bridges
While my vocabulary collapses the neurons & brain waves
Look around while your drivin' round
At all the liqueur stores surrounded by evil men
And back stabbing crack heads and dope fiends
In the midst I reminisce about good times
Back when ignorance truly was bliss
Now all you see is racial tension and corruption
But in my spoken word, My words and my world
I build up...
My brain and mind clash like titans
Teenager death due to mass mindless violence
I'm on the freeway in my lane crossing word bridges
While my vocabulary collapses the neurons & brain waves
Look around while your drivin' round
At all the liqueur stores surrounded by evil men
And back stabbing crack heads and dope fiends
In the midst I reminisce about good times
Back when ignorance truly was bliss
Now all you see is racial tension and corruption
But in my spoken word, My words and my world
I build up...
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This ones for you.
My hate for you is so easy to write about
But when it comes to talking to me about It
You sew your fucking lips shut
Only one person ever cared about me
Neither one of my parents was her
Before I go further with this sad and lonely tale
lets do some quick shout outs to Michael & Danielle
Dad its me 16 years of age you wouldn’t know cause you left when I was only 3
If I could drink a 30 pack of beer and get arrested for 6 DUI’s could you love me then?
Or mom if I could smoke a thirty sack of rock And still talk.
Would you ever come and visit me?...
But when it comes to talking to me about It
You sew your fucking lips shut
Only one person ever cared about me
Neither one of my parents was her
Before I go further with this sad and lonely tale
lets do some quick shout outs to Michael & Danielle
Dad its me 16 years of age you wouldn’t know cause you left when I was only 3
If I could drink a 30 pack of beer and get arrested for 6 DUI’s could you love me then?
Or mom if I could smoke a thirty sack of rock And still talk.
Would you ever come and visit me?...
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