Submissions by Vision_of_insanity
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Who cares
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
1st Apr 2024 12:39pm
1st Apr 2024 12:39pm
Just a heads up..
I may murder my wife today.
#wife
#murder
267 reads
24 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
31st Mar 2024 3:35pm
31st Mar 2024 3:35pm
Sails the Lonely Ship
From a land I was exiled
I sail on,
Forevermore
Who will guide me now?
The sun never rises
Beyond the stars,
Unknown
Ploughing through angry waves
cold winds blow
ice forming on the mast
Desperate
Memories of loved ones fading away
Children grow & die
Who will remember or accept me
Discarded
Waiting to die.
I sail on,
Forevermore
Who will guide me now?
The sun never rises
Beyond the stars,
Unknown
Ploughing through angry waves
cold winds blow
ice forming on the mast
Desperate
Memories of loved ones fading away
Children grow & die
Who will remember or accept me
Discarded
Waiting to die.
#sadness
#loneliness
#sea
#water
#nature
228 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
31st Mar 2024 3:13pm
31st Mar 2024 3:13pm
Among the Ruins
Far away
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
#dark
#winter
#nature
#humankind
#evolution
186 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
30th Mar 2024 11:07pm
The End
The hidden sun hides
shadows over the cosmos
a cosmic breath entombed
colliding worlds, awaiting doom
shadows over the cosmos
a cosmic breath entombed
colliding worlds, awaiting doom
#universe
#apocalypse
#astronomy
237 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th Mar 2024 10:45pm
30th Mar 2024 10:45pm
William S. Burroughs
Mr. Burroughs was possessed by genius
founding member of the Beat Generation
1st novel was Junkie
hipster subculture sweeping the nation
After WWII morphine was his choice drug
Greenwich Village heroin was sold
became an addict for the rest of his life
shooting up till he was 83 years old
In 1951 drunk in Mexico City
time for the "William Tell Act"
highball glass on his wife's head
gun shot murder, that's a fact
Naked Lunch was his biggest seller
a series of loosely connected vignettes
highly...
founding member of the Beat Generation
1st novel was Junkie
hipster subculture sweeping the nation
After WWII morphine was his choice drug
Greenwich Village heroin was sold
became an addict for the rest of his life
shooting up till he was 83 years old
In 1951 drunk in Mexico City
time for the "William Tell Act"
highball glass on his wife's head
gun shot murder, that's a fact
Naked Lunch was his biggest seller
a series of loosely connected vignettes
highly...
#rhyming
#PopCulture
#nonfiction
237 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Mar 2024 10:49am
30th Mar 2024 10:49am
Blasted
In the early 1960's a man from Romania found an old artillery shell left over from the war, and used it as an anvil for more then 10 years. One day he was blown to bits when his hammer hit the shell in just the right place.
#ignorance
146 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Mar 2024 10:38am
30th Mar 2024 10:38am
Solemn Society
Show me how to laugh
Nobody laughs anymore
What have we become?
Nobody laughs anymore
What have we become?
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#haiku
#philosophical
185 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Mar 2024 8:15pm
29th Mar 2024 8:15pm
Christ the Gardner
Ever since my accident
I had Jesus Christ (JC) become my Gardner
he's a slaphappy messiah
all he wants in life is kool-aid, scratch-offs and cigarettes
oh and he enjoys calling up Lucifer (Satan) to meet him at the bowling alley
the priests throughout the neighborhood dislike him
probably because he don't follow all the rules and guidelines,
that are scripted in that fictional book called the Bible
none of the nuns don't like his message (nuns have no fun)
those wrinkled up penguins
flock to my home to get a glimpse of him
their turned...
I had Jesus Christ (JC) become my Gardner
he's a slaphappy messiah
all he wants in life is kool-aid, scratch-offs and cigarettes
oh and he enjoys calling up Lucifer (Satan) to meet him at the bowling alley
the priests throughout the neighborhood dislike him
probably because he don't follow all the rules and guidelines,
that are scripted in that fictional book called the Bible
none of the nuns don't like his message (nuns have no fun)
those wrinkled up penguins
flock to my home to get a glimpse of him
their turned...
#motivational
#religion
#God
#devil
#fiction
231 reads
8 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
29th Mar 2024 7:23pm
Chocolate Bunnies
To me Easter is very similar to Thanksgiving. Lots of amazing food, desserts and family who I enjoy to be around. I am NOT a religious person at all. My immediate family aren't either. Just like Xmas, there is no true celebration in the deep meaning of what these holidays are about. It's more of a food orgy and welcoming family I don't see to often.
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
When I was a little kid, the house was decorated with plastic eggs, Easter bunnies, ornate, colorful, flowery decor's (purples, light greens, pink) for spring and other nick-knacks. My mother would try & encourage my...
#family
#Easter
#food
#memories
#nostalgia
187 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Mar 2024 12:03pm
29th Mar 2024 12:03pm
Busted in the Morning
Good Morning,
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
#morning
#food
#rhyming
#aging
#boredom
188 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2024 11:04am
29th Mar 2024 11:04am
Should of used a gun instead
A 53 year old Canadian man suffering from hypothermia was hospitalized in Winnipeg after he jumped from a bridge four times. Police found him leaning over the railing of the bridge. Shivering & frostbitten, as he was about to plunge into the icy waters for the fifth time.
Despite the man's obvious determination, it is unclear why he didn't try a different method after the 1st attempt failed.
Despite the man's obvious determination, it is unclear why he didn't try a different method after the 1st attempt failed.
#suicide
#winter
#fiction #ignorance
#fiction #ignorance
217 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2024 7:33pm
28th Mar 2024 7:33pm
Secrets Buried in their Assholes!
#lies
#corruption
#politics
#America
#rhyming
139 reads
10 Comments
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