Submissions by TheFutureEmbrace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I write about what I know. Emotional, confessional words. I guess sometimes it can be quite depressive or macabre stuff, but I don't see it as such. Anyway, when was there ever a happy poet?
Sing Softly
Timeless irreverence
Spiraling light and lust-
continuing endlessly.
Doing the dance of a million steps
done so stoically before.
Patchwork patterned trysts, left
Unsaid, unscorched, unfettered
by the apex of time.
Sharp beauty under a pebble-
in the cusps of a swaying leaf.
I sit silently- gazing intently
at the willow tree outside the window.
Rocking merrily in the wind
Slowly waltzing its smooth, sedate steps
to the melodies of a tranquil life.
With the light bursting through the branches-...
Spiraling light and lust-
continuing endlessly.
Doing the dance of a million steps
done so stoically before.
Patchwork patterned trysts, left
Unsaid, unscorched, unfettered
by the apex of time.
Sharp beauty under a pebble-
in the cusps of a swaying leaf.
I sit silently- gazing intently
at the willow tree outside the window.
Rocking merrily in the wind
Slowly waltzing its smooth, sedate steps
to the melodies of a tranquil life.
With the light bursting through the branches-...
#happiness
#love
#hope #peace
#hope #peace
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Apple Blossom
I woke amongst the grass
Blue blossoms in the night
Such starlight from above
Came through the apple tree.
I slept in meadows wide
And yellow hills of pine
Such words will not describe
Here by the apple tree.
My blanket, soft as Earth
Cushion of the age
Let listless time pass by-
Dreams by the apple tree.
The sunken greens dance wide
Sunlight sings from clouds behind-
With this swaying friend beside
My calming apple tree.
I find thoughts are clearest now-
Lay down around the birch ...
Blue blossoms in the night
Such starlight from above
Came through the apple tree.
I slept in meadows wide
And yellow hills of pine
Such words will not describe
Here by the apple tree.
My blanket, soft as Earth
Cushion of the age
Let listless time pass by-
Dreams by the apple tree.
The sunken greens dance wide
Sunlight sings from clouds behind-
With this swaying friend beside
My calming apple tree.
I find thoughts are clearest now-
Lay down around the birch ...
#trees
#sun
#nature
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The Shore
I saw into the future
with a vision of my fate
Cold nights and colder rooms still,
no life left to narrate.
I walked amongst their graves
Their names were etched in blood
Three maidens shone the brightest
As I stood there caked in mud.
I gazed back along the years
each one of them I had left
Love and lovers alike I spurned
Until I was broken and bereft.
For then the mist took form-
and a spectre cloaked in grey,
silently beckoned forth
Through a crumbling archway.
I screamed silently in...
with a vision of my fate
Cold nights and colder rooms still,
no life left to narrate.
I walked amongst their graves
Their names were etched in blood
Three maidens shone the brightest
As I stood there caked in mud.
I gazed back along the years
each one of them I had left
Love and lovers alike I spurned
Until I was broken and bereft.
For then the mist took form-
and a spectre cloaked in grey,
silently beckoned forth
Through a crumbling archway.
I screamed silently in...
#anxiety
#dreams
#death
#hurt
#fear
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Chest Pains
Once inside
I'm greeted by
The cold of the rooms
Something missing than before
And an emptiness
Deeper than bone.
I thought I would be
proud- screaming independence
aloud and with my might.
Overbearing with force
But reality is-
nothing but the closing of,
a chipped wooden door.
With no footfalls on the floor
to remind me of
a love I'm too scared to mourn.
These times takes their toll,
cutthroat heaven
stealing away a silhouette.
She will never be here
nor be her, ...
I'm greeted by
The cold of the rooms
Something missing than before
And an emptiness
Deeper than bone.
I thought I would be
proud- screaming independence
aloud and with my might.
Overbearing with force
But reality is-
nothing but the closing of,
a chipped wooden door.
With no footfalls on the floor
to remind me of
a love I'm too scared to mourn.
These times takes their toll,
cutthroat heaven
stealing away a silhouette.
She will never be here
nor be her, ...
#grief
#rejection
#breakup
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Inertia
I still dream of you
I see your smiles - dancing
with your eyes.
Hand in hand,
spun diamonds have never
twirled so slow.
I still hear your voice
I see your lips
upturned. Echoes of
laughter a moment away.
Honeyed words, I wonder
Were they ever so soft?
Sounds I could never even stutter.
I still feel your hands
No, every featherlight touch
Fingertips traced - skating
along the glass.
Beautiful,
unbroken glow of her.
I still feel love
The frail thread of a doomed heart, ...
I see your smiles - dancing
with your eyes.
Hand in hand,
spun diamonds have never
twirled so slow.
I still hear your voice
I see your lips
upturned. Echoes of
laughter a moment away.
Honeyed words, I wonder
Were they ever so soft?
Sounds I could never even stutter.
I still feel your hands
No, every featherlight touch
Fingertips traced - skating
along the glass.
Beautiful,
unbroken glow of her.
I still feel love
The frail thread of a doomed heart, ...
#lust
#lover
#historical
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The Branch in My Dreams
Do not despair
These are only words
It would be unfair
To unburden this world
Feet high off the ground
Would only hurt them
Or maybe just her.
So I'll continue to dream
Such slivers of light
Won't warm nor beam
Into hopeless night
This rotten, unclean
Crackled, glass suit
Will remain Earthbound
Not the Fallen's recruit
Whilst it withers with time
Creaks under boot
And shivers of mine
Are frozen at last
For when they are gone
I will seek darkness then-
To...
These are only words
It would be unfair
To unburden this world
Feet high off the ground
Would only hurt them
Or maybe just her.
So I'll continue to dream
Such slivers of light
Won't warm nor beam
Into hopeless night
This rotten, unclean
Crackled, glass suit
Will remain Earthbound
Not the Fallen's recruit
Whilst it withers with time
Creaks under boot
And shivers of mine
Are frozen at last
For when they are gone
I will seek darkness then-
To...
#depression
#loneliness
#suicide #emptiness
#suicide #emptiness
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Introvection
I don't wish to recall
Nor pine to remember
Remove the recant
I won't hold those words
Even at arms length.
Wretched reminisce, are
Rancid restarts
Living for a short-term life
Or is it a long-form lie?
No steps to retrace
I've forgotten those walks
Relish the relief
Of a life untold,
Unspoken, unthought
Un-anaylse the roads
Unburdened isn't unhappy.
Or am I incomplete
Cowardly and meek
To seek to be blind
Eyes closed are the weak.
Nor pine to remember
Remove the recant
I won't hold those words
Even at arms length.
Wretched reminisce, are
Rancid restarts
Living for a short-term life
Or is it a long-form lie?
No steps to retrace
I've forgotten those walks
Relish the relief
Of a life untold,
Unspoken, unthought
Un-anaylse the roads
Unburdened isn't unhappy.
Or am I incomplete
Cowardly and meek
To seek to be blind
Eyes closed are the weak.
#anxiety
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
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Chasm
I could never beg to be anything more;
Not once a speck of light
Nor hope
In these days of darkened rain
Almost one year has passed
But moments seem to stutter
Holding only pain
With each sharp intake of breath
Not life, but the loss of your love
Such a cruel dichotomy
That once more round the sun
Grips of anguish strangle so firm
Surrounded by your eyes
In these haunted holes
How do these days
Turn greyer still
When I have heard of the cushion
Of time
June will come quickly
The sun will shine...
Not once a speck of light
Nor hope
In these days of darkened rain
Almost one year has passed
But moments seem to stutter
Holding only pain
With each sharp intake of breath
Not life, but the loss of your love
Such a cruel dichotomy
That once more round the sun
Grips of anguish strangle so firm
Surrounded by your eyes
In these haunted holes
How do these days
Turn greyer still
When I have heard of the cushion
Of time
June will come quickly
The sun will shine...
#grief
#mother
#death #hurt
#death #hurt
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Monolith
I caught him once
To the man I whispered, 'Father'
Staring into the abyss
Frail remnants-
of a strength I once knew.
A glimpse of his years
Fighting amongst the crowds
This monolith of a man.
Inequatable statue
The faintest echo of regret
For a second, within a lifetime
I felt the pain of his years
And the sorrows of his loss
This mythical figure of mine
More human than ever before.
This power who caused me fear,
and love and fortune,
Whom I elevated so high
How could I never see that ...
To the man I whispered, 'Father'
Staring into the abyss
Frail remnants-
of a strength I once knew.
A glimpse of his years
Fighting amongst the crowds
This monolith of a man.
Inequatable statue
The faintest echo of regret
For a second, within a lifetime
I felt the pain of his years
And the sorrows of his loss
This mythical figure of mine
More human than ever before.
This power who caused me fear,
and love and fortune,
Whom I elevated so high
How could I never see that ...
#father
#family
#healing
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The White Fields
The ink is over
Nettled along the path-
Stopped dead in its tracks
Sometime before these ideations-
Bitter to the taste
Took root within
Her smile no longer
Tempts me; drags me away
Tenuous threads were stronger-
Than the crashing of the waves
Inelegance of reality
against the beauty of a fantasy
I am drawn towards-
Pages so blank
White as the fields where I died.
So peacefully all those years ago
The gated hole has gone
I can't lose myself again.
Nebulous hooks desert us all, ...
Nettled along the path-
Stopped dead in its tracks
Sometime before these ideations-
Bitter to the taste
Took root within
Her smile no longer
Tempts me; drags me away
Tenuous threads were stronger-
Than the crashing of the waves
Inelegance of reality
against the beauty of a fantasy
I am drawn towards-
Pages so blank
White as the fields where I died.
So peacefully all those years ago
The gated hole has gone
I can't lose myself again.
Nebulous hooks desert us all, ...
#sadness
#love
#religion
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Tomb
Eyelids lift
Again- slowly, groggily
Surrounded by mounds
Of dust- and me
Sleep brought on the monsters
But light holds nothing at all.
Blood engulfs me
Patchwork patterns
Blackened lines, keeping
me crooked and curved.
Shortened nails don't suffice
Hours of unconsciousness
Can't numb me, as I succumb
To ragged sheets of gore.
Sleeping to escape
Waking to a hollowness
Simple words can not
Hold firm.
I cannot walk, wretched pins
Of a corpse.
I cannot talk, broken words
Of a ghost.
I...
Again- slowly, groggily
Surrounded by mounds
Of dust- and me
Sleep brought on the monsters
But light holds nothing at all.
Blood engulfs me
Patchwork patterns
Blackened lines, keeping
me crooked and curved.
Shortened nails don't suffice
Hours of unconsciousness
Can't numb me, as I succumb
To ragged sheets of gore.
Sleeping to escape
Waking to a hollowness
Simple words can not
Hold firm.
I cannot walk, wretched pins
Of a corpse.
I cannot talk, broken words
Of a ghost.
I...
#despair
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Serene
The snow has passed
Such slivers can be seen
Through windows to the green
And the blues at a distance
Wild winds have ceased
Spinning dancers in the still;
Never has a bird sung so sweetly
From the bars of a brightened cage
When even entombed joy exists
How can peace not follow.
The rain will return
On a day sometime soon
This light just a memory
Until then my soul sways carelessly-
With the knowledge of today.
This blissful single moment.
Such slivers can be seen
Through windows to the green
And the blues at a distance
Wild winds have ceased
Spinning dancers in the still;
Never has a bird sung so sweetly
From the bars of a brightened cage
When even entombed joy exists
How can peace not follow.
The rain will return
On a day sometime soon
This light just a memory
Until then my soul sways carelessly-
With the knowledge of today.
This blissful single moment.
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