Submissions by Zadokzany
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
STORY POEM
Published
26th Nov 2013 00:00am
26th Nov 2013 00:00am
whisper.
font=Courier New]*I’m lying next to you in a bed, knees touching, hand in your hair, lips close enough that you feel my breath every time I speak, eyes locked like wind and ocean in mortal combat, wondering whose hearts guard gates would crumble first, I smile, the room goes dark, and I say*
Hey, listen hard; maybe you’d hear the flutter of blue angels as they circle above us,
Us, the connotation of two magical creatures woven in pair like the braids of your hair,
And I, well I can’t stomach the fact that you’re leaving tomorrow to where you think you belong
For I...
Hey, listen hard; maybe you’d hear the flutter of blue angels as they circle above us,
Us, the connotation of two magical creatures woven in pair like the braids of your hair,
And I, well I can’t stomach the fact that you’re leaving tomorrow to where you think you belong
For I...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2013 11:48pm
11th Aug 2013 11:48pm
Retributions.
Fade in….. Slowly a streetlamp’s light crawls up her chest and rests on her face.
The beauty already trapped there is too much for him to bear he,
Understands now why he cannot do as he planned he,
Is trapped.
Slowly, she lifts her eyes and stares at him, and smiles.
He sees within that smile everything he had wanted in a woman
Hearts, start to beat so fast the air in his 1998 model suv is not enough to calm him down he,
Tries to roll down the window but she shivers and he stops.
He realizes he is wired like clockwork to a woman who could rip out his...
The beauty already trapped there is too much for him to bear he,
Understands now why he cannot do as he planned he,
Is trapped.
Slowly, she lifts her eyes and stares at him, and smiles.
He sees within that smile everything he had wanted in a woman
Hearts, start to beat so fast the air in his 1998 model suv is not enough to calm him down he,
Tries to roll down the window but she shivers and he stops.
He realizes he is wired like clockwork to a woman who could rip out his...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Sep 2012 9:30pm
4th Sep 2012 9:30pm
the dark in heart.
There’s something about the dark that has me captivated right now
Maybe it’s the way flaws and wrongs all disappear into one big black wall
And you no longer hold the right to be likened by suitors to our lord…
Maybe it’s ‘cause there you are just you and not a lady trying to fill a void
Another modern day Don Quixote in search of glory you sadly must remain devoid.
Here… in the dark, the only thing real is the fact that you are yet to come up for air
Smothered and buried by the very beings you attract with your all sizes magnet.
Normally, I’d leave, not able to...
Maybe it’s the way flaws and wrongs all disappear into one big black wall
And you no longer hold the right to be likened by suitors to our lord…
Maybe it’s ‘cause there you are just you and not a lady trying to fill a void
Another modern day Don Quixote in search of glory you sadly must remain devoid.
Here… in the dark, the only thing real is the fact that you are yet to come up for air
Smothered and buried by the very beings you attract with your all sizes magnet.
Normally, I’d leave, not able to...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jul 2012 3:59am
6th Jul 2012 3:59am
to remind a certain miss agape.
I woke to memories that are no better than today but I still remember
Days when we drank out of fountain springs found only, on eagle’s wings…
Of days when I found no use for solar stories
And only smiled when the moon came out before me
Of days, when you’d call me at one in the morning
And somehow create the impression that you’ve been crying
So I’d rush over to yours like the grim reaper was behind me
Never doubting for a minute, that you were actually just pretending
But I don’t really care because I just have to be there and it’s like…..
She doesn’t...
Days when we drank out of fountain springs found only, on eagle’s wings…
Of days when I found no use for solar stories
And only smiled when the moon came out before me
Of days, when you’d call me at one in the morning
And somehow create the impression that you’ve been crying
So I’d rush over to yours like the grim reaper was behind me
Never doubting for a minute, that you were actually just pretending
But I don’t really care because I just have to be there and it’s like…..
She doesn’t...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jul 2012 00:38am
5th Jul 2012 00:38am
suggest one.
There’s something beautiful about rain on my window panes
So I’d sit here, bring the seat back and watch it all run down these dirty drains
Reach over my backseat for a blanket, for this is where I’d spend tonight
Lay here in my drivers chair and watch the clouds form forms of you in the air.
And then daddy calls and screams come home and I whisper I’ll be there.
I look away as you stare, you must not see me shed that tear.
For Im bound by laws of manhood to hide from you the effect of you
You must not know that leaving you is an anathema no man would face
And...
So I’d sit here, bring the seat back and watch it all run down these dirty drains
Reach over my backseat for a blanket, for this is where I’d spend tonight
Lay here in my drivers chair and watch the clouds form forms of you in the air.
And then daddy calls and screams come home and I whisper I’ll be there.
I look away as you stare, you must not see me shed that tear.
For Im bound by laws of manhood to hide from you the effect of you
You must not know that leaving you is an anathema no man would face
And...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jun 2012 11:29pm
5th Jun 2012 11:29pm
just words on paper.
This must be the umpteenth time I put words to paper
With your face in mind and your smile at heart….
Looks like I wont be going home to Mom tonight
Stuck I am in an uncomfortable position on this tree
Waiting for you to come change so I could stare and jerk off.
Yep. I said it… jerk off. What?! Its perfectly natural you know,
When the woman you love is a birthday cake and you hate to share
So you never chase after her in fear of despair…
But you love her still, so you start to collect her hair
And the gums she leaves under the table in the hallway…...
With your face in mind and your smile at heart….
Looks like I wont be going home to Mom tonight
Stuck I am in an uncomfortable position on this tree
Waiting for you to come change so I could stare and jerk off.
Yep. I said it… jerk off. What?! Its perfectly natural you know,
When the woman you love is a birthday cake and you hate to share
So you never chase after her in fear of despair…
But you love her still, so you start to collect her hair
And the gums she leaves under the table in the hallway…...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jun 2012 9:33pm
5th Jun 2012 9:33pm
thoughts in a smoke filled room.
How comest that we are willing slaves in this enchantment?!
Why is mighty Adam reduced with rags to the common man?!
Ponder over why we cannot thrive without our ‘better half’
Even though a city was felled and its lives thrown to hades for their honor.
I bet Hitler and all the other monsters of history loved one for naught.
Are they really wrong those ridiculed by society for finding the better way?!
It is wrong for man to cling to man and what he understands and can predict?!
It is wrong for man to let man satisfy needs put there by a being shaped like man?!...
Why is mighty Adam reduced with rags to the common man?!
Ponder over why we cannot thrive without our ‘better half’
Even though a city was felled and its lives thrown to hades for their honor.
I bet Hitler and all the other monsters of history loved one for naught.
Are they really wrong those ridiculed by society for finding the better way?!
It is wrong for man to cling to man and what he understands and can predict?!
It is wrong for man to let man satisfy needs put there by a being shaped like man?!...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 2:07am
8th Apr 2012 2:07am
I loved a girl.
Ilovedagirl.
Everything’sblurredthroughthesetearyhalfshuteyes
Buttheimagesinmymind’seyeI’drathernotsee.
Imagesofwhenwewerehappyandatpeace
Andallthatmatteredwererationsneededtogettothenext…..
Dayofthatmightytwistedintellectualsloveclassicwelived.
Iseldomspeakofwonderssuchasthecastleswebuilt
Redroomswepaintedandchildrenwehadbeforeteatime
Wonderssuchasthethingswedidwhenweplayedhouse
AndItookyouonallthepathstoheavenknowntokarmasutra
ThoughImustsay,youwereintolerablewhenredhorsesrunwild
Nobodyplayedslavetothismusclestrickenmasterlikeyoudid...
Everything’sblurredthroughthesetearyhalfshuteyes
Buttheimagesinmymind’seyeI’drathernotsee.
Imagesofwhenwewerehappyandatpeace
Andallthatmatteredwererationsneededtogettothenext…..
Dayofthatmightytwistedintellectualsloveclassicwelived.
Iseldomspeakofwonderssuchasthecastleswebuilt
Redroomswepaintedandchildrenwehadbeforeteatime
Wonderssuchasthethingswedidwhenweplayedhouse
AndItookyouonallthepathstoheavenknowntokarmasutra
ThoughImustsay,youwereintolerablewhenredhorsesrunwild
Nobodyplayedslavetothismusclestrickenmasterlikeyoudid...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Aug 2011 00:21am
14th Aug 2011 00:21am
apples and oranges
Between you and me I have no idea what perfection is
Although I like to think I’ve been close several times.
You see some might call me lost and a player
But my only burning desire is to please my father.
I harbour no evil for beautiful ladies.
No blue fire passion characteristic of Casanovas
Between you and me I’m lost and confused
I love my space but hate being alone
I hate it when you talk but I want you here
I say the rudest things but I truly love you dear
Tell me all your problems but don’t expect to hear mine.
Create a circle of trust and I’d...
Although I like to think I’ve been close several times.
You see some might call me lost and a player
But my only burning desire is to please my father.
I harbour no evil for beautiful ladies.
No blue fire passion characteristic of Casanovas
Between you and me I’m lost and confused
I love my space but hate being alone
I hate it when you talk but I want you here
I say the rudest things but I truly love you dear
Tell me all your problems but don’t expect to hear mine.
Create a circle of trust and I’d...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jul 2011 12:13pm
18th Jul 2011 12:13pm
For tammy
Through storm and Hail we followed you,
Smiling when you did,we all loved you.
Though obscene some of your works were, most where also sensually enticing
so vivid were the images you painted.....
We finished them with a mess in our undies
But your rare was rare well deserved.
For then you beat every poem in the upbeat section,
And had us second guessing why we living.
I have no idea where your going,
but I'm sure we wouldnt mind following,
but if you would rather go it alone,
We humbly request you leave your babies behind...
Smiling when you did,we all loved you.
Though obscene some of your works were, most where also sensually enticing
so vivid were the images you painted.....
We finished them with a mess in our undies
But your rare was rare well deserved.
For then you beat every poem in the upbeat section,
And had us second guessing why we living.
I have no idea where your going,
but I'm sure we wouldnt mind following,
but if you would rather go it alone,
We humbly request you leave your babies behind...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jul 2011 11:22am
18th Jul 2011 11:22am
Fine people.
Today I know would be lovely
I got out of bed and wasnt shakey
Had no reason for any maybes,
so today started out great you can say.
With the city bright as light
and rain filled streets moist...
Everybody looking so smart and classy
I had to smile at whoever passed me.
Today I know would be lovely
everybodys' smiling back with bright faces
so a walk through town sounds mighty inviting.
I cant believe today's monday....
With everybody saluting hello's
and caring for old people,
I smiled like a fool today I did
cos I smelled jesus...
I got out of bed and wasnt shakey
Had no reason for any maybes,
so today started out great you can say.
With the city bright as light
and rain filled streets moist...
Everybody looking so smart and classy
I had to smile at whoever passed me.
Today I know would be lovely
everybodys' smiling back with bright faces
so a walk through town sounds mighty inviting.
I cant believe today's monday....
With everybody saluting hello's
and caring for old people,
I smiled like a fool today I did
cos I smelled jesus...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jul 2011 5:50pm
14th Jul 2011 5:50pm
Retributive Thoughts.
Enslaved we are by the glory of eve's wonders,
so before their feet we unwillingly lie prostrate,
but a time would come when men will get frustrated,
And from the grips of vanity we would break
And on that day,our missing rib would make us whole again.
so before their feet we unwillingly lie prostrate,
but a time would come when men will get frustrated,
And from the grips of vanity we would break
And on that day,our missing rib would make us whole again.
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