Submissions by ViciousPoetry
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2014 3:39am
15th May 2014 3:39am
Rats
Rats in my hair, every loop
Rats fall to the floor and into my soup
Every spoonful, every ladle
Every suck and every cradle
They keep me sane when there's no one to care
They keep me warm at night when no one is there
They crawl up the sheets and onto my bed
And make their nests right in my head
Rats on my shoulder, rats at my feet
Rats and their sound "reet reet reet"
They tell me their secrets and I tell them mine
They are the keepers of my thoughts and I feel fine
I understand them and they understand me
And when I...
Rats fall to the floor and into my soup
Every spoonful, every ladle
Every suck and every cradle
They keep me sane when there's no one to care
They keep me warm at night when no one is there
They crawl up the sheets and onto my bed
And make their nests right in my head
Rats on my shoulder, rats at my feet
Rats and their sound "reet reet reet"
They tell me their secrets and I tell them mine
They are the keepers of my thoughts and I feel fine
I understand them and they understand me
And when I...
991 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2014 2:47am
14th May 2014 2:47am
Warrior Pose
Heart pounding like a drum sounding war.
The fiery feeling emanating from my core.
Exhale forcefully, my lungs burst like over-filled balloons .
My eyes are wide open just like my wounds.
My teeth crackle like fire. My knees buckle then lock into place.
I will stand and defend from all sent disgrace.
Screech and lunge like a banchee unleashed.
If only in my head is as far as I can reach.
Spear and dagger one to a hand.
Each foot perched to leap from the sand.
Poised and eager to deliver a retaliating blow.
Through every vein I feel the...
The fiery feeling emanating from my core.
Exhale forcefully, my lungs burst like over-filled balloons .
My eyes are wide open just like my wounds.
My teeth crackle like fire. My knees buckle then lock into place.
I will stand and defend from all sent disgrace.
Screech and lunge like a banchee unleashed.
If only in my head is as far as I can reach.
Spear and dagger one to a hand.
Each foot perched to leap from the sand.
Poised and eager to deliver a retaliating blow.
Through every vein I feel the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2014 5:35pm
13th May 2014 5:35pm
Obstruction
A sea shell I found in my solitude.
I perch upon a boulder in a solace mood.
The sun bathes the wake rocks revealing a picture so serene,
in a perfectly luminous shade of emerald green.
I look out far and my eyes wander back again,
what distraction begs my attention I lend?
I'm drawn to an object, unnatural
but somehow to humanity so regrettably infatuable.
Bobbing near the shore line
half full of empty,
and not a drop to which contained be a lick of empathy.
Pompous and pride
proudly on the tide it does ride.
Built by a mad man a...
I perch upon a boulder in a solace mood.
The sun bathes the wake rocks revealing a picture so serene,
in a perfectly luminous shade of emerald green.
I look out far and my eyes wander back again,
what distraction begs my attention I lend?
I'm drawn to an object, unnatural
but somehow to humanity so regrettably infatuable.
Bobbing near the shore line
half full of empty,
and not a drop to which contained be a lick of empathy.
Pompous and pride
proudly on the tide it does ride.
Built by a mad man a...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2014 5:29pm
13th May 2014 5:29pm
Balançoire de Jardin
In our garden
the birds do chime,
the flowers grow,
and your love is mine.
Swinging gently
to and fro,
in the cup of our hammock
away the world does go.
The only prying eyes
come on the wings of butterflies, but their mistake they realize
and quickly off they rise.
We are one here
as anywhere we go,
united by the hip
and by the seeds of love we sow.
the birds do chime,
the flowers grow,
and your love is mine.
Swinging gently
to and fro,
in the cup of our hammock
away the world does go.
The only prying eyes
come on the wings of butterflies, but their mistake they realize
and quickly off they rise.
We are one here
as anywhere we go,
united by the hip
and by the seeds of love we sow.
586 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th May 2014 9:19am
13th May 2014 9:19am
Seemingly Never-ending Rant of Craptacular Proportion
Fuck you lost keys
Carpet full of fleas
Guy cutting down trees
Phone book full of Lees
Fountain guy who pees
Woman on subway who doesn't cover her sneeze
Fuck you itchy ear lobe
Angry homophobe
Alien anal probe
Clergy in robe
Connection light strobe
Rancid daube
Government taking over the globe
Fuck you land fill
Dim lights, electric bill
Puppy mill
Dusty window sill
People I'd like to kill
Power of will
List of shit to do still
Pickle and dill
Bacterium that makes me ill
Dick stiffening pill
Short...
Carpet full of fleas
Guy cutting down trees
Phone book full of Lees
Fountain guy who pees
Woman on subway who doesn't cover her sneeze
Fuck you itchy ear lobe
Angry homophobe
Alien anal probe
Clergy in robe
Connection light strobe
Rancid daube
Government taking over the globe
Fuck you land fill
Dim lights, electric bill
Puppy mill
Dusty window sill
People I'd like to kill
Power of will
List of shit to do still
Pickle and dill
Bacterium that makes me ill
Dick stiffening pill
Short...
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DARK POEM
Published
13th May 2014 9:15am
13th May 2014 9:15am
A Light Passing
The night I died a ghost was born.
Roaming an earth that's never been so forlorn.
From an unsteady light, I shied with doubt.
Closer to the comfort of darkness until it strobes out.
Empty castles now I roam.
Just as in life I am alone.
Floating past a wardrobe, moth eaten.
Drift past a mirror reflect a frightful cretin.
I moan and yell to whom I do not know.
Bleating like a dying lamb pecked by a crow.
Death was comfort, solace, and clarity.
Or so it was sold by those begging charity.
Death was nothing. An energy phasing to pass.
As told by...
Roaming an earth that's never been so forlorn.
From an unsteady light, I shied with doubt.
Closer to the comfort of darkness until it strobes out.
Empty castles now I roam.
Just as in life I am alone.
Floating past a wardrobe, moth eaten.
Drift past a mirror reflect a frightful cretin.
I moan and yell to whom I do not know.
Bleating like a dying lamb pecked by a crow.
Death was comfort, solace, and clarity.
Or so it was sold by those begging charity.
Death was nothing. An energy phasing to pass.
As told by...
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DARK POEM
Published
13th May 2014 00:06am
13th May 2014 00:06am
Too Late
Distraction is their game
Like lambs to slaughter we cull
Hear their laughter when our heads are cradled by the guillotine
Our eyes alight with revelation
Their slight is realized too late
Like lambs to slaughter we cull
Hear their laughter when our heads are cradled by the guillotine
Our eyes alight with revelation
Their slight is realized too late
714 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2014 00:01am
13th May 2014 00:01am
From the Sky (Haiku)
We fall from the sky
Burning curiosity
And crash into life
Burning curiosity
And crash into life
538 reads
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