Submissions by WanderingWillow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th May 2018 1:49pm
9th May 2018 1:49pm
ALL IS
Before or after
All remains
Cold, fierce
And without shame
To care or not to care
But you could care less
On the beaten edge
Sinking, endlessly
You’ll drown.....soon
The water, then rises and swallows you whole..
Incapable, undeniably so.
If only, but still no fear;
So you carry on.
Trapped you feel on the waters ledge.
Be careful if you’re afraid of sharks.
And you can’t swim, but you jump......
Knowing ALL has been enough.
All remains
Cold, fierce
And without shame
To care or not to care
But you could care less
On the beaten edge
Sinking, endlessly
You’ll drown.....soon
The water, then rises and swallows you whole..
Incapable, undeniably so.
If only, but still no fear;
So you carry on.
Trapped you feel on the waters ledge.
Be careful if you’re afraid of sharks.
And you can’t swim, but you jump......
Knowing ALL has been enough.
#forgiveness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Oct 2015 7:33am
13th Oct 2015 7:33am
Demented
I could have
I would have
I should have
Done more by you
What's left now,
Is broken
It will never mend through
I took you for granted
And all the things you did do
I smiled at your defeat
Loved the corruption,
I put you through
Poisonous and toxic,
At the very touch
I shattered your dreams
Your desires, and lust
I took what you wanted
And I made it mine
I left you,
Starving for truth
Searching for more
Oh what would I do
I'm sorry,
I left you haunted
The...
I would have
I should have
Done more by you
What's left now,
Is broken
It will never mend through
I took you for granted
And all the things you did do
I smiled at your defeat
Loved the corruption,
I put you through
Poisonous and toxic,
At the very touch
I shattered your dreams
Your desires, and lust
I took what you wanted
And I made it mine
I left you,
Starving for truth
Searching for more
Oh what would I do
I'm sorry,
I left you haunted
The...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Aug 2015 6:42am
18th Aug 2015 6:42am
Ass In Sight
He always wants to fuck me
Slap me raw in the face
He leaves me sitting, crying
Until I regain a new pace
Then when it's all over,
We try to start again
I put on a better mask
Whilst playing pretend
Then he starts to complain
Nothing's going right...
How do you want it I ask
Is my ass better in plain sight?
Slap me raw in the face
He leaves me sitting, crying
Until I regain a new pace
Then when it's all over,
We try to start again
I put on a better mask
Whilst playing pretend
Then he starts to complain
Nothing's going right...
How do you want it I ask
Is my ass better in plain sight?
905 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Aug 2015 5:32pm
17th Aug 2015 5:32pm
Life on Edge
I just read all those scriptures, and all I can say is sorry. Honestly I don't even know what I'm apologizing for, I'm just crying and crying as I type this out but I shouldn't have to explain that to anyone and honestly I don't know why I am, perhaps seeing a counselor is best, perhaps I really am crazy. All I can do is try, give me one chance. What's the problem here, I don't see a ring on that hand? Is this really the new age battle "bottle", just because I can't figure my "shit" out, I'm going to write a book about it? Well I suppose, all things come around to bite you...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Aug 2015 8:21am
17th Aug 2015 8:21am
Fire
Done. Crippled. Fear.
The list begins
Caught on fire
Raised Roman Catholic
Everyone plays pretend
Like we're all kind
The imagery is wicked
Licking tongues with the devil
The truth.
We're all decorated
Dressed in black
Mourning the day
Torched, rubbish, vindictive
Wrestling with demons
Nightmares on our street
The fire rages
The list begins
Caught on fire
Raised Roman Catholic
Everyone plays pretend
Like we're all kind
The imagery is wicked
Licking tongues with the devil
The truth.
We're all decorated
Dressed in black
Mourning the day
Torched, rubbish, vindictive
Wrestling with demons
Nightmares on our street
The fire rages
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 8:53pm
16th Aug 2015 8:53pm
Happiness Kept Raw
Options are choices that make a tangled mess of toxins
Create, create; stolen from the ghost of the night
Knowing and growing, glowing if so
I promised her one thing, happiness kept raw
I didn't mean to break so easily, caged in with fear
Which direction shall we go?
It's your toy of mysterious magic
Clap, parade around like you're the bear of sound
Roar of the tiger, who's left to watch
Pessimism taking place of reality
Craving attention, starving for beauty
While he takes out his pain in the worst way
Allowing us, you and I, to...
Create, create; stolen from the ghost of the night
Knowing and growing, glowing if so
I promised her one thing, happiness kept raw
I didn't mean to break so easily, caged in with fear
Which direction shall we go?
It's your toy of mysterious magic
Clap, parade around like you're the bear of sound
Roar of the tiger, who's left to watch
Pessimism taking place of reality
Craving attention, starving for beauty
While he takes out his pain in the worst way
Allowing us, you and I, to...
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 8:38pm
16th Aug 2015 8:38pm
Here, Alone
Ignite, flames surround
So beautiful, the light
Exquisite, yet fierce
Shaded the dream
It was just you and me
The storm in passing
Parading around
Remember this moment
And don't make a sound
Tempted from pain
Let this fire build up
Burn down the empire
Hear the birds sing
Message in a bottle
As beauty fades
Eternity has served
As time is erased
Painting the canvas
With gentle strokes
Illuminating the sky
Signing the declaration
Wavering my soul
So talented the child
So tortured the heart
Divided...
So beautiful, the light
Exquisite, yet fierce
Shaded the dream
It was just you and me
The storm in passing
Parading around
Remember this moment
And don't make a sound
Tempted from pain
Let this fire build up
Burn down the empire
Hear the birds sing
Message in a bottle
As beauty fades
Eternity has served
As time is erased
Painting the canvas
With gentle strokes
Illuminating the sky
Signing the declaration
Wavering my soul
So talented the child
So tortured the heart
Divided...
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STORY POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 5:47am
16th Aug 2015 5:47am
Throw Some More
I circle around
Around this round about
You say you love me
But shall I say how
You taught me lessons
Lessons of treason
You taught me how to lie
How to seize and die
You showed me things
I dare not speak of
I, now, find fault....
In everything I believed in
I loved you once,
I'll never know why
You toyed with me
Like when I was a child
You were there for me
In the dark....
But it was my hell that you created
When I was just at the start.
Around this round about
You say you love me
But shall I say how
You taught me lessons
Lessons of treason
You taught me how to lie
How to seize and die
You showed me things
I dare not speak of
I, now, find fault....
In everything I believed in
I loved you once,
I'll never know why
You toyed with me
Like when I was a child
You were there for me
In the dark....
But it was my hell that you created
When I was just at the start.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2015 5:17am
15th Aug 2015 5:17am
Playing w Lucy
Lovely I tell her
Shattered are bones
Stop this ruckus
Flowers and harmony
People surround
Offering their empathy
Or sympathy of sounds
Over and out
Up or down
Clacking a chime
Directionless the road is
The compass of gold
Pushing past regrets
Of a beaten show
Thankful to have made it
Scarred to share
Shall this be between us
While the lightshow prepares
Shattered are bones
Stop this ruckus
Flowers and harmony
People surround
Offering their empathy
Or sympathy of sounds
Over and out
Up or down
Clacking a chime
Directionless the road is
The compass of gold
Pushing past regrets
Of a beaten show
Thankful to have made it
Scarred to share
Shall this be between us
While the lightshow prepares
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2015 5:07am
15th Aug 2015 5:07am
Corpse to the Shrine
I shut myself off
Turning the dial
Wishing for the winter wonderland
Music kept playing
Pouring in the streets
I asked a question, playing on repeat
Feigning at worst
Dosing at finest
Which path shall I take
Life still fleeting, stuck in transition
The burglars of tomorrow are out
Sweet melodies changing
Asking opinions
Like he can still hear me
Bloody and rotten
A corpse to the shrine
Bringing back flashbacks
To a miraculous ride
Turning the dial
Wishing for the winter wonderland
Music kept playing
Pouring in the streets
I asked a question, playing on repeat
Feigning at worst
Dosing at finest
Which path shall I take
Life still fleeting, stuck in transition
The burglars of tomorrow are out
Sweet melodies changing
Asking opinions
Like he can still hear me
Bloody and rotten
A corpse to the shrine
Bringing back flashbacks
To a miraculous ride
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