Submissions by UbiquitousVoid
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write whatever I feel like.
SELF POEM
Published
28th Feb 2019 11:23pm
28th Feb 2019 11:23pm
EPITAPH II
There's nothing of value here
Ashes in a cup, apricot and almond
What detours passed me by
On this tangent through what I'll become?
There's a stream of light that's fading
As I fall deeper down the in-between
I can't deny as all hands extend
But they can't touch beyond their means
And you gaze at me through smoke
I wonder if you'll know just where I am
Before we get there
We spoke of happiness and pain
Just like we were young and naive
And the fear and doubt that passion brings
When...
Ashes in a cup, apricot and almond
What detours passed me by
On this tangent through what I'll become?
There's a stream of light that's fading
As I fall deeper down the in-between
I can't deny as all hands extend
But they can't touch beyond their means
And you gaze at me through smoke
I wonder if you'll know just where I am
Before we get there
We spoke of happiness and pain
Just like we were young and naive
And the fear and doubt that passion brings
When...
#grief
#death
#memorial
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Dec 2018 5:31pm
25th Dec 2018 5:31pm
THE GIFT OF FAMINE
My madness
Spent upon silver dew
And wilted yew
By the cracks in my shoulder
Ventured
Beyond soot and sleet
In the blackened wood
Rotted flesh, those paths
Of which I hew
And from the pale I am saved
Your ululations from the shade
To where my feeble heart rewinds
Your ululations I cannot find
This hollow season brings me pain
And sorrow, the trees know the same
For all that is emptied
Must be engorged by solidarity
As all must be
They bruise upon the twilight ...
Spent upon silver dew
And wilted yew
By the cracks in my shoulder
Ventured
Beyond soot and sleet
In the blackened wood
Rotted flesh, those paths
Of which I hew
And from the pale I am saved
Your ululations from the shade
To where my feeble heart rewinds
Your ululations I cannot find
This hollow season brings me pain
And sorrow, the trees know the same
For all that is emptied
Must be engorged by solidarity
As all must be
They bruise upon the twilight ...
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Dec 2018 5:09pm
5th Dec 2018 5:09pm
D.O.A. (Y92.86)
I see the breadth of longing
Between the curtain-clothed draft
And the pungent, barbed glitter
That dusts these fingertips
For that option was already tried
The rust peeled from the sides
Fumes of loneliness pervade
The taste is of salt and sulphur
And the nausea that follows
Is a sweeter drug
Than laudanum
And aqueous does it flow
Upon the thirsty cement
As all things must crave freedom
Of all things that aren't free
So we share your sympathies...
Between the curtain-clothed draft
And the pungent, barbed glitter
That dusts these fingertips
For that option was already tried
The rust peeled from the sides
Fumes of loneliness pervade
The taste is of salt and sulphur
And the nausea that follows
Is a sweeter drug
Than laudanum
And aqueous does it flow
Upon the thirsty cement
As all things must crave freedom
Of all things that aren't free
So we share your sympathies...
#death
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Oct 2018 3:14am
17th Oct 2018 3:14am
CYANOSIS
You draw me in
Collapse, tension
Pneumothorax
Held accountable
Her finger hovers
Extended, glass
Will me into existence
Poised for inheritance
My hands lay frozen
Upon your throat
You know the cold I wore
As it bites your lungs
And blues the nabla
[______ASYSTOLE_______]
Collapse, tension
Pneumothorax
Held accountable
Her finger hovers
Extended, glass
Will me into existence
Poised for inheritance
My hands lay frozen
Upon your throat
You know the cold I wore
As it bites your lungs
And blues the nabla
[______ASYSTOLE_______]
#death
#illness
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Oct 2018 7:02pm
16th Oct 2018 7:02pm
PAINTED IN VERMILION
As the aberrant dawn came
With spate of perception
And an icterus glow
My yearning shined brighter
Yet an echo of the dark
And sooner than comfort dissipates
I'd cherish the cold that lingered
I am within
Cruel chelicerae, athirst
In an affair with dusk
Anywhere is bifurcate
Past the vale of sloth
Oh, twisted and lush
Entangle me in credence
Of all time, there is no waste
Of all matter, but a trace
Parabola converged, assured
That I will never change
Yet...
With spate of perception
And an icterus glow
My yearning shined brighter
Yet an echo of the dark
And sooner than comfort dissipates
I'd cherish the cold that lingered
I am within
Cruel chelicerae, athirst
In an affair with dusk
Anywhere is bifurcate
Past the vale of sloth
Oh, twisted and lush
Entangle me in credence
Of all time, there is no waste
Of all matter, but a trace
Parabola converged, assured
That I will never change
Yet...
#despair
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Oct 2018 5:36pm
4th Oct 2018 5:36pm
BUTTERFLY
Time became oscillation
Indeed, a fruitless swaying
Of which there is no deviation
No bridge from tangents
To watch her, perpetual
Death equilibrium
Absorbing the paradox...
I can't save her...
Corroded by rust of inevitability
Would any heart react the same?
And every instance
That tarn of blood
Winnowed into my eyes
As a stream rejoins the sea
That image remains as I leap
And I never sleep
She knows nothing
Of...
Indeed, a fruitless swaying
Of which there is no deviation
No bridge from tangents
To watch her, perpetual
Death equilibrium
Absorbing the paradox...
I can't save her...
Corroded by rust of inevitability
Would any heart react the same?
And every instance
That tarn of blood
Winnowed into my eyes
As a stream rejoins the sea
That image remains as I leap
And I never sleep
She knows nothing
Of...
#grief
#betrayal
#death
#TruthOfLife
#escape
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2018 10:16pm
25th Sep 2018 10:16pm
LITTLE BOY
Death swirls at my feet
And a memory on repeat
As you snuffed the air in me
Know that I dared to breathe
The curtains keep the light at bay
Yet they glow brighter every day
Footprints echo past the door
Matched the beating of my heart
Whispers dance beneath the floor
But I can't hear them anymore
What's the use in moving on?
When everything worth love is gone?
And now there's comfort in the trees
Lark songs shifting through the breeze
And now there's safety in the dark ...
And a memory on repeat
As you snuffed the air in me
Know that I dared to breathe
The curtains keep the light at bay
Yet they glow brighter every day
Footprints echo past the door
Matched the beating of my heart
Whispers dance beneath the floor
But I can't hear them anymore
What's the use in moving on?
When everything worth love is gone?
And now there's comfort in the trees
Lark songs shifting through the breeze
And now there's safety in the dark ...
#grief
#heartbroken
630 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Jul 2018 10:33pm
15th Jul 2018 10:33pm
TRAFFIC : CAGE
Inhalation
Iron taste, charcoal lips
The smears of every word
That splay my wish
Hallucination
Bloodshot, polished sky
Read me wide tonight
Before I'm able to sleep
You pulled me down
From torture and rage
My God in a cage
What's lost, I found
Mounds beneath the pain
My God in a
Cage
Pulp and filth
Steel bar headrest
Never question why
As my voice died
Cannot resist to spill
Eaten alive inside
Salivated, frozen sweat
And formaldehyde ...
Iron taste, charcoal lips
The smears of every word
That splay my wish
Hallucination
Bloodshot, polished sky
Read me wide tonight
Before I'm able to sleep
You pulled me down
From torture and rage
My God in a cage
What's lost, I found
Mounds beneath the pain
My God in a
Cage
Pulp and filth
Steel bar headrest
Never question why
As my voice died
Cannot resist to spill
Eaten alive inside
Salivated, frozen sweat
And formaldehyde ...
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Jun 2018 4:59pm
25th Jun 2018 4:59pm
OCH KOCHANIE
Real as the soles, caked with rime
That empty into the wood and lime
That rest nigh the front door
And the allure of that homely flame
Dancing upon the windowpane
That beckons moths to the glass
And the gaps in the symphonic white
To where her translucent thoughts lie
And the bite of the howling wind
Seeping into the hall to meet its kin
That hadn't been felt before
And those orbs that glisten with foreboding
As the crackling of the flame falls silent...
That empty into the wood and lime
That rest nigh the front door
And the allure of that homely flame
Dancing upon the windowpane
That beckons moths to the glass
And the gaps in the symphonic white
To where her translucent thoughts lie
And the bite of the howling wind
Seeping into the hall to meet its kin
That hadn't been felt before
And those orbs that glisten with foreboding
As the crackling of the flame falls silent...
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th May 2018 11:08am
19th May 2018 11:08am
ANIMA
I. OF THE DIHEDRAL SELF I: MIND
'Tunneling through the dark
There is a singular, dim light
Aeons away, yet ever so close'
Reflected in his eyes
Was a deep cinnabar hue
Of the sunset that betrayed him
Yet the panic begins to subside
As the void encroaches
Beyond the seen, despoiled sheen
Stains of departed empathy
There waits a thousand words
To replicate humanity
As vision fades beneath the white
A symptom reached, a spark ignites
As I wade through ghosts of the moon ...
'Tunneling through the dark
There is a singular, dim light
Aeons away, yet ever so close'
Reflected in his eyes
Was a deep cinnabar hue
Of the sunset that betrayed him
Yet the panic begins to subside
As the void encroaches
Beyond the seen, despoiled sheen
Stains of departed empathy
There waits a thousand words
To replicate humanity
As vision fades beneath the white
A symptom reached, a spark ignites
As I wade through ghosts of the moon ...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th May 2018 10:08pm
8th May 2018 10:08pm
AN OMINOUS AIR FILLS THIS PLACE
A word rests upon a discarded page
Concave, as it bled from a voiceless heart
Reaching for lines that could mask the disdain
Of finding that the end has become the start
'ANIMA'
Concave, as it bled from a voiceless heart
Reaching for lines that could mask the disdain
Of finding that the end has become the start
'ANIMA'
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
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