Submissions by Trip
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2017 6:14pm
1st Feb 2017 6:14pm
Her Stainless Steel Palace
Tall reflective buildings tower over each other,
Like an eroding honeycomb,
Compacted tightly, with plentiful life.
This world where advancements are no longer a matter of moments,
Life is re-created and re-concealed as order is dejected.
Hums of machines whirring over rotting flesh,
Heartbeats slowed to a rhythm.
We’ve all lost our humanity,
The queen looks over at me.
She is enthralled at my opinion,
As she should be, being brought up on the gold in our souls.
She looks over at me and a tear drop steadily falls,
From the...
Like an eroding honeycomb,
Compacted tightly, with plentiful life.
This world where advancements are no longer a matter of moments,
Life is re-created and re-concealed as order is dejected.
Hums of machines whirring over rotting flesh,
Heartbeats slowed to a rhythm.
We’ve all lost our humanity,
The queen looks over at me.
She is enthralled at my opinion,
As she should be, being brought up on the gold in our souls.
She looks over at me and a tear drop steadily falls,
From the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2017 6:25am
1st Feb 2017 6:25am
Peace in the Light of Shadows
Peace lives on the ridge of a glimpse, that exists everywhere at any given time.
Rather or not this Peace is being seen or expressed by your conscious mind,
Is only a temporary factor, one that exists during our human life cycle.
The absence of peace in a sense, is the cause of individuality.
When you are born into this world and are able to see for the first time,
You have to look at something, but how is the contact point of vision decided?
Your eyes focus on an image through its details,
In retrospect, some aspects of our first imagery we may not have...
Rather or not this Peace is being seen or expressed by your conscious mind,
Is only a temporary factor, one that exists during our human life cycle.
The absence of peace in a sense, is the cause of individuality.
When you are born into this world and are able to see for the first time,
You have to look at something, but how is the contact point of vision decided?
Your eyes focus on an image through its details,
In retrospect, some aspects of our first imagery we may not have...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2017 6:36am
30th Jan 2017 6:36am
Alien Motions
Show me your world,
Eyelids fill with rain.
I’ve been dreaming out in space.
Alien motions, fragments of infinity.
Fluidity is ever so lasting, still floatless.
Polar rotations, Magnetic lusting.
I spotted grace in the robust, the unseen.
Swadded through like palms through grass,
She swims in through my blood.
I reach down to check if i'm alive,
My pulse is radiating warmth.
Where are you my dear?
Faint piano keys followed by silence,
Is that all she hears?
Eyelids fill with rain.
I’ve been dreaming out in space.
Alien motions, fragments of infinity.
Fluidity is ever so lasting, still floatless.
Polar rotations, Magnetic lusting.
I spotted grace in the robust, the unseen.
Swadded through like palms through grass,
She swims in through my blood.
I reach down to check if i'm alive,
My pulse is radiating warmth.
Where are you my dear?
Faint piano keys followed by silence,
Is that all she hears?
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EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Jan 2017 9:19pm
29th Jan 2017 9:19pm
Porcelain Doll
Horror, wrapped in black lace.
She was a shot of contrast,
Pale skin confides under dark waves.
A porcelain doll, a fragile spectacle.
Her essence is heavy, like pheromones.
Stunting together crowds by their joints.
Glossy eyes exact reflective clarity,
Socially Surpassing the Skies.
My heart throbs to spill my guts,
She is the dream behind my lust.
When i’m lost in her tender love,
I can feel my heart ready to bust.
Lost in desire, fervid dreams.
Lost in the smooth curves of her thighs,
The radiant glow from...
She was a shot of contrast,
Pale skin confides under dark waves.
A porcelain doll, a fragile spectacle.
Her essence is heavy, like pheromones.
Stunting together crowds by their joints.
Glossy eyes exact reflective clarity,
Socially Surpassing the Skies.
My heart throbs to spill my guts,
She is the dream behind my lust.
When i’m lost in her tender love,
I can feel my heart ready to bust.
Lost in desire, fervid dreams.
Lost in the smooth curves of her thighs,
The radiant glow from...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jan 2017 7:35pm
28th Jan 2017 7:35pm
Residue
Screaming towards the sidewalk,
Your shoes are half tied and tired.
Beat up like putty,
or a heart twice retired.
Time disappeared with you,
Make me run for days to catch a glimpse.
Our moments ruined, worn, then ditched.
I always loved you truly,
Bittersweet turns to sour,
Your title is unruly.
Playing the victim for hours.
I couldn't hold the truth,
You have such persuasive eyes,
You are truly one of a kind.
Non Polymorphic,
no means to bind.
No love to prove,
Just a smile to find.
Your shoes are half tied and tired.
Beat up like putty,
or a heart twice retired.
Time disappeared with you,
Make me run for days to catch a glimpse.
Our moments ruined, worn, then ditched.
I always loved you truly,
Bittersweet turns to sour,
Your title is unruly.
Playing the victim for hours.
I couldn't hold the truth,
You have such persuasive eyes,
You are truly one of a kind.
Non Polymorphic,
no means to bind.
No love to prove,
Just a smile to find.
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2017 8:16pm
26th Jan 2017 8:16pm
Suffercation
Inspired to find a new place in time,
Pockets turned over into darkness.
Your inverse reflection beckons behind fibers of solitude.
They won't let you out, how much you beg.
Harnessing your home as a muzzle,
Smuggled words leap out the windows.
Do you fear the noose,
Closing ends, bags sealed shut.
Recycled air spins like electricity,
Steam and claws.
You have become a victim to the machine,
Your need is now your cause.
Welcome to the world,
While heaven waits on pause.
Pockets turned over into darkness.
Your inverse reflection beckons behind fibers of solitude.
They won't let you out, how much you beg.
Harnessing your home as a muzzle,
Smuggled words leap out the windows.
Do you fear the noose,
Closing ends, bags sealed shut.
Recycled air spins like electricity,
Steam and claws.
You have become a victim to the machine,
Your need is now your cause.
Welcome to the world,
While heaven waits on pause.
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2017 7:00am
26th Jan 2017 7:00am
Another Shade of Red
I discovered today,
That i am another shade of red.
The sun shines down when it becomes heavy
World spinning headaches, in my ears
Heavy things,
Heavy things
need to be here…
I'm a second away,
Chase me again my dear
Headlights that flash colors.
The thought of you rots my ears,
Weighted souls still holler..
You gave me the time, the beholder of sound.
Listening to the airless waves once more,
Schitzopsychophobia
Drain the feelings of what you have to.
...
That i am another shade of red.
The sun shines down when it becomes heavy
World spinning headaches, in my ears
Heavy things,
Heavy things
need to be here…
I'm a second away,
Chase me again my dear
Headlights that flash colors.
The thought of you rots my ears,
Weighted souls still holler..
You gave me the time, the beholder of sound.
Listening to the airless waves once more,
Schitzopsychophobia
Drain the feelings of what you have to.
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2017 7:17am
12th Jan 2017 7:17am
Monologue
(This is a portion of a back and forth conversation that will be featured in a home-film i am developing, I would appreciate constructive input and thoughts on the quality and meaning of the conversation, Thank You!)
I'll try to escape this feeling,
but every waking sound is the snare of a drum to keep me in this moment.
And what moment is that?
That moment when the weed is stronger than the coffee.
Well, about your drumming problem,
when people listen, do you know what happens?
people become absorbed.
Then i guess reward...
I'll try to escape this feeling,
but every waking sound is the snare of a drum to keep me in this moment.
And what moment is that?
That moment when the weed is stronger than the coffee.
Well, about your drumming problem,
when people listen, do you know what happens?
people become absorbed.
Then i guess reward...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
10th Jan 2017 9:16pm
10th Jan 2017 9:16pm
Laurie
Laurie look up, and see that seagull now,
No seat in this world,No weight to hold it down.
Won't you be like that for me baby,
Like the air we breathe when you're around.
Lift your wings up over your eyes,
I’ll look inside you, run and hide.
You smile at me like a clown,
My heart is just too heavy for you darling,
Is that why you've shot me down.
If you look up at me now, laurie
You’ll turn my life around.
I said, if you took up new wings laurie, no
you might just kill me somehow.
Your soul is so cold now laurie,...
No seat in this world,No weight to hold it down.
Won't you be like that for me baby,
Like the air we breathe when you're around.
Lift your wings up over your eyes,
I’ll look inside you, run and hide.
You smile at me like a clown,
My heart is just too heavy for you darling,
Is that why you've shot me down.
If you look up at me now, laurie
You’ll turn my life around.
I said, if you took up new wings laurie, no
you might just kill me somehow.
Your soul is so cold now laurie,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jan 2017 6:31am
5th Jan 2017 6:31am
Darling Lights
Will i ever put it in words,
why i am so obsessed with the stars in our sky,
Or why i've fallen so hard for you;
I've always believed in wishes.
I'd wish to be dancing in endless space,
with the stars that've been so distant,
but yet, remained so bright so that i may see them.
These stars, so lost in their own,
that their lights stretch towards our shores.
Do they hurt?
The way thier fire burns?
the stars are so far away,
so mysterious to us all.
Even still, it captivates us,
Shoots us to the skies.
do...
why i am so obsessed with the stars in our sky,
Or why i've fallen so hard for you;
I've always believed in wishes.
I'd wish to be dancing in endless space,
with the stars that've been so distant,
but yet, remained so bright so that i may see them.
These stars, so lost in their own,
that their lights stretch towards our shores.
Do they hurt?
The way thier fire burns?
the stars are so far away,
so mysterious to us all.
Even still, it captivates us,
Shoots us to the skies.
do...
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