Submissions by Undivided_Praxis
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2017 9:11pm
4th Mar 2017 9:11pm
Polychromatic pain
Six feet deep
in this loneliness
Where demons
are my only company
&
Lights burn my mind
&
Words sting my soul
An opulescent orange
Drenched in disgust
nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back
Music is my only companion
my brain drinks in lyrics of
profoundly damaged artists
What damages them?
Pain,disgust, life
Flowers grow in my ribcage
Blood their water
bones their bed
But soon, they too
will wilt before they bloom
F...
in this loneliness
Where demons
are my only company
&
Lights burn my mind
&
Words sting my soul
An opulescent orange
Drenched in disgust
nothing moves forward
&
Everything holds me back
Music is my only companion
my brain drinks in lyrics of
profoundly damaged artists
What damages them?
Pain,disgust, life
Flowers grow in my ribcage
Blood their water
bones their bed
But soon, they too
will wilt before they bloom
F...
587 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Mar 2017 2:09pm
4th Mar 2017 2:09pm
Tell me again
You always said
Deviance was
something you admired
More than one tongue
More than one hole
Stolen
Purity
Maximises
Pleasure
Blood is thicker
than ink and
I would have
Scarred myself
With labels
To please you
But
You're gone now
& there is no one
to
Get me high
with the sound of
Their voice
Or
Strip my mind naked
before
Stripping me of
Clothes.
What was it
About multitudes...
Deviance was
something you admired
More than one tongue
More than one hole
Stolen
Purity
Maximises
Pleasure
Blood is thicker
than ink and
I would have
Scarred myself
With labels
To please you
But
You're gone now
& there is no one
to
Get me high
with the sound of
Their voice
Or
Strip my mind naked
before
Stripping me of
Clothes.
What was it
About multitudes...
771 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2017 11:06pm
3rd Mar 2017 11:06pm
Bottle
No one ever says
You can’t find the goddamn answer
At the bottom of a bottle.
See,
I’ve always thought
I could.
I thought he
Was my goddamn life
And he still is, but
There are lines
And
Lines and lines
Of what shouldn’t be saaaaid
but angelprincess
ANGELPRINCESS
See how you
Shine without a halo
Remember how when
You first met he
Made you want to taste
The rain and you did.
On campus, it was pouring the fuck down
And
You
Stood...
You can’t find the goddamn answer
At the bottom of a bottle.
See,
I’ve always thought
I could.
I thought he
Was my goddamn life
And he still is, but
There are lines
And
Lines and lines
Of what shouldn’t be saaaaid
but angelprincess
ANGELPRINCESS
See how you
Shine without a halo
Remember how when
You first met he
Made you want to taste
The rain and you did.
On campus, it was pouring the fuck down
And
You
Stood...
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6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2017 5:32pm
3rd Mar 2017 5:32pm
Withdrawal
I have the
song you dedicated
to me on repeat tonight
It hurts because
it was the one song
you sang to me and
i'd rest beautifully
falling asleep to your
precious voice as you sang
& my God,
did I love how
softly you sang
how you wrapped me up
in the perfection of your
a c c e n t
I remember how
in the very beginning
you
called me
& your (ex)partner
found out.
I was in class and
you rang straight away
you threw away three years
of...
song you dedicated
to me on repeat tonight
It hurts because
it was the one song
you sang to me and
i'd rest beautifully
falling asleep to your
precious voice as you sang
& my God,
did I love how
softly you sang
how you wrapped me up
in the perfection of your
a c c e n t
I remember how
in the very beginning
you
called me
& your (ex)partner
found out.
I was in class and
you rang straight away
you threw away three years
of...
666 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2017 2:18pm
3rd Mar 2017 2:18pm
Empty Apologies
Wound opened
the sound of your voice
American- clear, crisp
always awed by my English accent
("say the word 'not' again.. i
love it when you drop your 't's")
i i i
hate what we were
but I hate that I left you
I was a ghost, slipping silently
from your grip.
3am phone calls and
stupid laughs about
stupid things.
(sometimes i'd wake
to find you still on the phone
still connected, when asked
you'd say you were
watching me sleep)
Same side of
the political...
the sound of your voice
American- clear, crisp
always awed by my English accent
("say the word 'not' again.. i
love it when you drop your 't's")
i i i
hate what we were
but I hate that I left you
I was a ghost, slipping silently
from your grip.
3am phone calls and
stupid laughs about
stupid things.
(sometimes i'd wake
to find you still on the phone
still connected, when asked
you'd say you were
watching me sleep)
Same side of
the political...
636 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2017 8:47pm
2nd Mar 2017 8:47pm
Disorientation
Tonight I have
Chosen to drink and
Think of you.
Tonight I am whole in the
emptiness deep within and
I do not care if I'm on pills
and I shouldn't be
Drinking.
Your name is acid to utter
Cancer to hear,
I wrecked everything
& nothing all at once
But
It scares me to know
that I am a puppet on
A string and that
The master of the strings
doesn't even know who
lies on the other end
whose strings he pulls.
All I wanted
was to say goodbye ...
Chosen to drink and
Think of you.
Tonight I am whole in the
emptiness deep within and
I do not care if I'm on pills
and I shouldn't be
Drinking.
Your name is acid to utter
Cancer to hear,
I wrecked everything
& nothing all at once
But
It scares me to know
that I am a puppet on
A string and that
The master of the strings
doesn't even know who
lies on the other end
whose strings he pulls.
All I wanted
was to say goodbye ...
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6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2017 1:22pm
2nd Mar 2017 1:22pm
Forbidden
I wish i knew
that your laugh had
auras of its own.
Your absence
has spawned an abscess
in the crux of my heart.
but we weren't
anything.
I'm the student
at the back of the class
throwing innuendos at her friends
You,
Your accent
Your laugh
(oh God, your laugh)
are all memories now
it's been four months
I wish you knew
you became hope
when I had none
the reason to turn up
to classes when all
I wanted to do was
fade away into the abyss
of...
that your laugh had
auras of its own.
Your absence
has spawned an abscess
in the crux of my heart.
but we weren't
anything.
I'm the student
at the back of the class
throwing innuendos at her friends
You,
Your accent
Your laugh
(oh God, your laugh)
are all memories now
it's been four months
I wish you knew
you became hope
when I had none
the reason to turn up
to classes when all
I wanted to do was
fade away into the abyss
of...
643 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2017 12:25pm
2nd Mar 2017 12:25pm
Labelled
Looked over,
looked down on
looked at.
glances, whispers
glares.
but you can't help it
you can't help that
you move differently
you look different
you're (dis)abled
labelled.
a
drain
on
society.
(it hurts)
so you
find the
answer at
the bottom of
a bottle
(just like your parents do)
thinking
just one more glass will
take the fucking pain away
yet,
no one asks
if it hurts
because a clown's smile
is painted to sit ...
looked down on
looked at.
glances, whispers
glares.
but you can't help it
you can't help that
you move differently
you look different
you're (dis)abled
labelled.
a
drain
on
society.
(it hurts)
so you
find the
answer at
the bottom of
a bottle
(just like your parents do)
thinking
just one more glass will
take the fucking pain away
yet,
no one asks
if it hurts
because a clown's smile
is painted to sit ...
616 reads
5 Comments
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