Submissions by TheVoidSpeaks (Void)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just writing what comes in mind
SELF POEM
Published
18th Nov 2020 7:45am
18th Nov 2020 7:45am
Falling backwards with pride
Was I led here to master isolation? Are these tests torturing me so that I could breathe stranded? Are we here to become cave-dwelling monks?
If life is not communication. If life is not love... what is this realm?
I think, maybe.. just maybe the hermit within me has been misled. Solitude, as cosmic and perfect it is, requires the same old balance. Out of control, wholeness crumbles to isolation, paranoia, sickly yellow street lights...
Too much rain and grey sky grab you by the throat. Your head spins longing for oxygen, and you start to feel appreciation for the light you...
If life is not communication. If life is not love... what is this realm?
I think, maybe.. just maybe the hermit within me has been misled. Solitude, as cosmic and perfect it is, requires the same old balance. Out of control, wholeness crumbles to isolation, paranoia, sickly yellow street lights...
Too much rain and grey sky grab you by the throat. Your head spins longing for oxygen, and you start to feel appreciation for the light you...
#FreeVerse
#philosophical
248 reads
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Oct 2020 4:23pm
7th Oct 2020 4:23pm
Nothing incommon
Things are losing meaning fast. I understand nothing is made to last. Infinity is too vast to let you cling to the past.
The world of consumerism is artificial, as our perceptions of today
built from projections of another time. Our experience is polluted. Overwhelmed with empty kicks of dopamine. Our connections disconnected
Dull gossip and reliving - of reliving of the sleep.
On Friday nights we're all drunken sheep. Stuck in the screen of someone else's dream. These ghosts are losing meaning in my being.
Losing fucks to give fast. I won't put on my make up for...
The world of consumerism is artificial, as our perceptions of today
built from projections of another time. Our experience is polluted. Overwhelmed with empty kicks of dopamine. Our connections disconnected
Dull gossip and reliving - of reliving of the sleep.
On Friday nights we're all drunken sheep. Stuck in the screen of someone else's dream. These ghosts are losing meaning in my being.
Losing fucks to give fast. I won't put on my make up for...
#spiritual
#FreeVerse
#SelfDiscovery
323 reads
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2020 4:38am
3rd Oct 2020 4:38am
Void Ego
Sometimes fear is all he feels, and he starts to believe what he wants to.
The input of nonsense amplifies the small ego and makes him feel all-knowing.
Drunk with secondhand power, spiralling down with violent vertigo, he does not notice the vibration becoming slower.
The world turns dense, making no sense... Materialism overwhelms, he turns to the left and accepts a path... justifying everything with math, religiously denying everything that does not fit into his bubble of lies. He wears money on his face as a pleasurable disguise. Yet of its origins knows nothing......
The input of nonsense amplifies the small ego and makes him feel all-knowing.
Drunk with secondhand power, spiralling down with violent vertigo, he does not notice the vibration becoming slower.
The world turns dense, making no sense... Materialism overwhelms, he turns to the left and accepts a path... justifying everything with math, religiously denying everything that does not fit into his bubble of lies. He wears money on his face as a pleasurable disguise. Yet of its origins knows nothing......
#humankind
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ANGER POEM
Published
15th Sep 2020 8:21pm
15th Sep 2020 8:21pm
Lies
Posters, wide windows, shiny mannequins selling ugly uniforms, Telling you, you are not enough. Guess who doesn't give a fuck about your feelings? The industries.
Same boring people carrying the same boring memories, worshipping celebrities, idolising the lifelike holograms of these unknown beings on scum-tube channels. Wake the fuck up, your time is being wasted, mind degraded. They don't care about you...
Your just a fat stack of cash, they want you on your ass...
that's your entertainment.
Technologies, outdated, upgraded like our cravings to escape the pain. Who...
Same boring people carrying the same boring memories, worshipping celebrities, idolising the lifelike holograms of these unknown beings on scum-tube channels. Wake the fuck up, your time is being wasted, mind degraded. They don't care about you...
Your just a fat stack of cash, they want you on your ass...
that's your entertainment.
Technologies, outdated, upgraded like our cravings to escape the pain. Who...
#LifeStruggles
#deception
278 reads
SELF POEM
Published
29th Aug 2020 11:25am
29th Aug 2020 11:25am
Venom of the sleeping ones
This otherworldly poison infests my blood
No truths are spoken into existence
Silence is cold and suffocating
Isolation is driving the temple down the hill
Apathy... cowardice, will make anyone ill
And as we eat the fear of the beast for every meal
Cancer grows, we seal the deal
the adversary laughs with zeal.
But you have no idea what I am talking about.
you are the sleeping... coffin people...
Thinking might be lethal
Simple pearls are slapped out of my hands,
and vomited on by sol-diers like you...
gym kings and...
No truths are spoken into existence
Silence is cold and suffocating
Isolation is driving the temple down the hill
Apathy... cowardice, will make anyone ill
And as we eat the fear of the beast for every meal
Cancer grows, we seal the deal
the adversary laughs with zeal.
But you have no idea what I am talking about.
you are the sleeping... coffin people...
Thinking might be lethal
Simple pearls are slapped out of my hands,
and vomited on by sol-diers like you...
gym kings and...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfDiscovery
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Jul 2020 7:37pm
23rd Jul 2020 7:37pm
Bill's Day
It was a gloomy Tuesday afternoon. It was raining on and off, and sideways since early morning. Fortunately for Bill, he had slept through the worst of it. He opened his eyes that were full of sticky sleep and let out a painful growl. A million sensations overwhelmed his body: cold, hunger, headache, nausea, something sharp between his shoulder blades... Could it be the knife in his back? Put there by last nights designated driver... one who was supposed to take him home? Bill was certainly not home... after taking a second look at his surrounding it was pretty clear he was lying inside a...
#ShortStory
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jun 2020 5:40pm
16th Jun 2020 5:40pm
Every Summer Horror Special
My summer has begun
I'm feeling claustrophobic in the sun
No matter where you look
floral patterns, forth and backwards.
I make my way through the crowd
dressed in black,
crawling back to the caverns.
Everywhere you look,
smiling faces, icecream traces...
Savagery...
I'm allergic to dairy...
Fewer clothes, then no clothes
so much skin predicting new embryos.
Fresh pages are turned during the summer,
ripe berries and vivid colours...
bug bites and romances...
All things which I don't understand. ...
I'm feeling claustrophobic in the sun
No matter where you look
floral patterns, forth and backwards.
I make my way through the crowd
dressed in black,
crawling back to the caverns.
Everywhere you look,
smiling faces, icecream traces...
Savagery...
I'm allergic to dairy...
Fewer clothes, then no clothes
so much skin predicting new embryos.
Fresh pages are turned during the summer,
ripe berries and vivid colours...
bug bites and romances...
All things which I don't understand. ...
#depression
#summer
330 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jun 2020 9:59am
10th Jun 2020 9:59am
Love letters of a grey day
Today dressed in grey
like an ancient tombstone lying over me
I see
all my suicide notes, lined up neatly,
are but love letters to death
a longing to go home
but I can't make it happen
I'm trapped in a trap and
fear is a leash
pull - it will tighten
A rotting palm silences
an outlandish vibe embraces
"If you're not going to do it
don't whine, child..."
I know something died inside of me
that day
when I tripped and broke my heart
against the sharp rocks on the beach
Love was dead and...
like an ancient tombstone lying over me
I see
all my suicide notes, lined up neatly,
are but love letters to death
a longing to go home
but I can't make it happen
I'm trapped in a trap and
fear is a leash
pull - it will tighten
A rotting palm silences
an outlandish vibe embraces
"If you're not going to do it
don't whine, child..."
I know something died inside of me
that day
when I tripped and broke my heart
against the sharp rocks on the beach
Love was dead and...
#loneliness
#death
#suicide
#FeelingLost
#hurt
429 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th May 2020 7:10am
24th May 2020 7:10am
Entheogen
An infectious idea, dangerous, outlawed
an urgent craving to speak with god
Touch the fabric before my eyes
Feel what's it really about, drop the guise
Are the tellings true about this magic brew?
Curiosity can kill yet sometimes it fuels discoveries
Human laws are made to be broken
cause they all deceiving and misspoken
Made to suppress the sacred mind - entheogen
To keep us down and dumb
But there is only love, there is only fear
Knowing this, where would we go from there?
Illusion, if everything is energy
atoms are empty ...
an urgent craving to speak with god
Touch the fabric before my eyes
Feel what's it really about, drop the guise
Are the tellings true about this magic brew?
Curiosity can kill yet sometimes it fuels discoveries
Human laws are made to be broken
cause they all deceiving and misspoken
Made to suppress the sacred mind - entheogen
To keep us down and dumb
But there is only love, there is only fear
Knowing this, where would we go from there?
Illusion, if everything is energy
atoms are empty ...
#love
#lies
#God
#spiritual
#fear
436 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2020 6:26pm
19th May 2020 6:26pm
Atoms
Love,
electricity, space,
emptiness,
vast holograms,
particles, limbs,
skin, mind,
crowd,
limits
Fear, delusion,
chaos, intrusion,
ego, error ...confusion
dead end
Emotion,
another dimension,
frequencies, energies
Love and Fear
invisible
universe
electricity, space,
emptiness,
vast holograms,
particles, limbs,
skin, mind,
crowd,
limits
Fear, delusion,
chaos, intrusion,
ego, error ...confusion
dead end
Emotion,
another dimension,
frequencies, energies
Love and Fear
invisible
universe
#spiritual
353 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th May 2020 7:18pm
18th May 2020 7:18pm
3
With each passing day, I become clearer
and understand that I don't understand.
I don't know anything at all...
The web is large, the liars tall,
the light flickers and shrinks small.
Just a little flame, signalling in the distance
leading to places of ancient secrets...
There is no more assistance.
Half-truths and half-lies.
All must be recognised
before this planet dies.
and understand that I don't understand.
I don't know anything at all...
The web is large, the liars tall,
the light flickers and shrinks small.
Just a little flame, signalling in the distance
leading to places of ancient secrets...
There is no more assistance.
Half-truths and half-lies.
All must be recognised
before this planet dies.
#identity
#confessional
#learning
301 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2020 6:07pm
7th May 2020 6:07pm
Rising form the dead
Once again. covered in blood and ash,
through the smoke and useless trash
I come crawling back to you.
The fabric of my little world never lasts.
No matter how sweet the sleep
I abandon it all as I hear you weep.
And I heard it still, through my cowardice,
drugged and powerless...
incomplete in the wold of the beast.
Despite the ways of my abuse,
I find you still standing, tall and evergreen
Welcoming my frozen gene.
I put my head down in shame, as time is lost
and I'm to blame
He's there with you,...
through the smoke and useless trash
I come crawling back to you.
The fabric of my little world never lasts.
No matter how sweet the sleep
I abandon it all as I hear you weep.
And I heard it still, through my cowardice,
drugged and powerless...
incomplete in the wold of the beast.
Despite the ways of my abuse,
I find you still standing, tall and evergreen
Welcoming my frozen gene.
I put my head down in shame, as time is lost
and I'm to blame
He's there with you,...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#MentalHealth #LifeCycle
#MentalHealth #LifeCycle
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