Submissions by a-nase (TheStalker)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Sep 2011 8:22pm
10th Sep 2011 8:22pm
No Loose Ties
To You,
This rope represents you
This rope represents your soft delicate hands
The soft hands I used to caress
The soft hands witch would wipe my tears
Witch tickled me and made me laugh
The soft hands witch I used to kiss
To show you that you were the one
The soft hands witch I used to hold for comfort
And hold and stare into your eyes
So you can feel the words within my veins
Pumping through my veins
But now you’ve turned your soft hands to rough rope
And I love the delicate...
This rope represents you
This rope represents your soft delicate hands
The soft hands I used to caress
The soft hands witch would wipe my tears
Witch tickled me and made me laugh
The soft hands witch I used to kiss
To show you that you were the one
The soft hands witch I used to hold for comfort
And hold and stare into your eyes
So you can feel the words within my veins
Pumping through my veins
But now you’ve turned your soft hands to rough rope
And I love the delicate...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Sep 2011 00:15am
9th Sep 2011 00:15am
Tears of Blood
I’ve been thinking about you lately
From my thoughts you’ve been swimming
Swimming into my dreams
Where I need you to come rescue me
From this stranded ship
But you float on by hidden in an ocean
An ocean of secrets leaving me to sink
And be swallowed by this whirlwind of darkness
I’ve been thinking about how much I need you
Like the Earth needs the Sun you are my light
You are my warmth you bring me to life
You hold me in place and because of you
The days float by and because of you
I’m surviving in this cold black emptiness
My...
From my thoughts you’ve been swimming
Swimming into my dreams
Where I need you to come rescue me
From this stranded ship
But you float on by hidden in an ocean
An ocean of secrets leaving me to sink
And be swallowed by this whirlwind of darkness
I’ve been thinking about how much I need you
Like the Earth needs the Sun you are my light
You are my warmth you bring me to life
You hold me in place and because of you
The days float by and because of you
I’m surviving in this cold black emptiness
My...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 10:50pm
6th Sep 2011 10:50pm
Old is (Fool's) Gold
Come ancient tree
You’ve been with us for too long
It’s time now ancient tree
To say goodbye
Say bye to the seeds
That you’ve left behind
Maybe one day
They’ll be fruitful
As you have been before
But no more
As you’re now an ancient tree
Arthritic branches
Trunks sagging in slippers
You’ve done nothing ancient tree
For the decades you have lived
Now it’s time for your retribution
Time to be cut and sawed
Time for you to add fuel
Add fuel to the hellfire
You’ve been with us for too long
It’s time now ancient tree
To say goodbye
Say bye to the seeds
That you’ve left behind
Maybe one day
They’ll be fruitful
As you have been before
But no more
As you’re now an ancient tree
Arthritic branches
Trunks sagging in slippers
You’ve done nothing ancient tree
For the decades you have lived
Now it’s time for your retribution
Time to be cut and sawed
Time for you to add fuel
Add fuel to the hellfire
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2011 8:58pm
4th Sep 2011 8:58pm
The Greedy Earth
Ping* is that the oven shouting ‘finish’ in my ear?
Or is that the microwave coming to a delicious end?
No this bone-shaking sound comes from underneath!
Chills reaches me as the smell of chillies reaches me!
Is the Earth beneath preparing?
But preparing for what I hear you cry?
If you ask me it’s a meal they prepare
The neighbour warned me of this peril
“Keep your children close, they’re plotting!
Down there it’s hellish horrible hungry!
First comes the hearse to feed the thirst!”
I laughed at him and his greedy Earth story ...
Or is that the microwave coming to a delicious end?
No this bone-shaking sound comes from underneath!
Chills reaches me as the smell of chillies reaches me!
Is the Earth beneath preparing?
But preparing for what I hear you cry?
If you ask me it’s a meal they prepare
The neighbour warned me of this peril
“Keep your children close, they’re plotting!
Down there it’s hellish horrible hungry!
First comes the hearse to feed the thirst!”
I laughed at him and his greedy Earth story ...
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2011 9:54pm
2nd Sep 2011 9:54pm
Heads or Tails
sweat beads come crashing to the ground…
…the temperature rises within me…
…a deafening silence grows louder…
…my mind ticking away…
…a bomb about to explode…
…which door to take?…
…is left what I crave…
…or will right be my prize…
…the crowds watch on…
…anticipation reaches an all high…
…which is it that I want…
…which is it that I need…
…contemplation confuses me…
…with every thought comes doubt…
…half a chance I’ll succeed, half I won’t…
…waiting, waiting, the crowds watch on…
…waiting…
…I go for left…
…hoping it’s...
…the temperature rises within me…
…a deafening silence grows louder…
…my mind ticking away…
…a bomb about to explode…
…which door to take?…
…is left what I crave…
…or will right be my prize…
…the crowds watch on…
…anticipation reaches an all high…
…which is it that I want…
…which is it that I need…
…contemplation confuses me…
…with every thought comes doubt…
…half a chance I’ll succeed, half I won’t…
…waiting, waiting, the crowds watch on…
…waiting…
…I go for left…
…hoping it’s...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Sep 2011 10:43pm
1st Sep 2011 10:43pm
What's the Time?
Start time
No time
Short time
Half time
Free time
Buy time
High time
Time to time
Time being
Behind time
Save time
Take time
One at a time
Waste time
Time consuming
Time in
Time out
Timelessly
What time?
Which time?
End time
Full time
Timely
Sad times
Mad times
Happy times
Crazy time
Lots of times
Many times
No time
Short time
Half time
Free time
Buy time
High time
Time to time
Time being
Behind time
Save time
Take time
One at a time
Waste time
Time consuming
Time in
Time out
Timelessly
What time?
Which time?
End time
Full time
Timely
Sad times
Mad times
Happy times
Crazy time
Lots of times
Many times
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Sep 2011 3:26pm
1st Sep 2011 3:26pm
Giving up Poetry
I'm tired of reading and writing poetry
I hate the expressions and impressions
Writing from the heart is the worst
I loathe myself for sitting here like a bitch
Crying over being dumped last night
How my life is cruel cos I missed the bus
I've gone to the dark side cos I missed church
The ones where you click along are the worst
Had enough of using that dictionary
There isn't anymore words to rhyme with this
I've had enough of pouring my heart out
I look inside find it hollow and scraped clean
I hate writing poetry... But I can't stop
I hate the expressions and impressions
Writing from the heart is the worst
I loathe myself for sitting here like a bitch
Crying over being dumped last night
How my life is cruel cos I missed the bus
I've gone to the dark side cos I missed church
The ones where you click along are the worst
Had enough of using that dictionary
There isn't anymore words to rhyme with this
I've had enough of pouring my heart out
I look inside find it hollow and scraped clean
I hate writing poetry... But I can't stop
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DARK POEM
Published
31st Aug 2011 9:29pm
31st Aug 2011 9:29pm
To whom it may concern...
I'm just writing to say thanks.
Thanks for visiting the strip club last night, I hope you enjoyed all those boobs and asses and pussys all over the place.
Thanks for going to the bar, getting pissed out your head and driving home. I'm sure those unfortunate pedestrians will be okay in the next life.
Thanks for moving in with your girlfriend, it's fucking brilliant isn't it? Shagging her every single night. Who needs marriage anyway?
Thanks for taking money out of your mother's purse. As long as you take them in instalments, she won't notice!
Thanks...
Thanks for visiting the strip club last night, I hope you enjoyed all those boobs and asses and pussys all over the place.
Thanks for going to the bar, getting pissed out your head and driving home. I'm sure those unfortunate pedestrians will be okay in the next life.
Thanks for moving in with your girlfriend, it's fucking brilliant isn't it? Shagging her every single night. Who needs marriage anyway?
Thanks for taking money out of your mother's purse. As long as you take them in instalments, she won't notice!
Thanks...
855 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Aug 2011 00:36am
30th Aug 2011 00:36am
You-thanasia
The droning of machines go on...
The gleaming white walls worry me...
Footsteps outside...
Voices, brutally formal...
"There isn't much time"...
"Is there nothing we can do?"...
My mind races outside this cell...
To a room with a blue ceiling...
And a green floor...
Air conditioning was unecessary...
And your eyes were my light...
Elegant beauty unharmed by anything...
Our hands intertwined...
And you shone like a million galaxies...
Your hair dancing in...
The gleaming white walls worry me...
Footsteps outside...
Voices, brutally formal...
"There isn't much time"...
"Is there nothing we can do?"...
My mind races outside this cell...
To a room with a blue ceiling...
And a green floor...
Air conditioning was unecessary...
And your eyes were my light...
Elegant beauty unharmed by anything...
Our hands intertwined...
And you shone like a million galaxies...
Your hair dancing in...
787 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Aug 2011 11:57pm
28th Aug 2011 11:57pm
Mercy Killings
The fierce anger of the merciless bully
Hard labouring of the slave in the office
The pangs and trials of a lover wronged
Brutally beaten by brawlers bringing bother
A world filled with greed and torturing omens
So don't claim insanity or look at me in disgust
When I say this is why I have killed my son
Hard labouring of the slave in the office
The pangs and trials of a lover wronged
Brutally beaten by brawlers bringing bother
A world filled with greed and torturing omens
So don't claim insanity or look at me in disgust
When I say this is why I have killed my son
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Aug 2011 9:17pm
27th Aug 2011 9:17pm
Dry Rain
Pitter Patter
Thunder shining
Lightning roaring
The sun gleaming
And a moon blazing
Freedom has its price
So lock me in a cell
To be free from the debt
And free my mind
They're watching me watch them
The bloodhounds
Chasing after air
Fool's gold makes the tools hold
The jewel told to be true gold
But if they believe it is it doesn't matter
It's opposite day...what's the opposite of opposite?
Thunder shining
Lightning roaring
The sun gleaming
And a moon blazing
Freedom has its price
So lock me in a cell
To be free from the debt
And free my mind
They're watching me watch them
The bloodhounds
Chasing after air
Fool's gold makes the tools hold
The jewel told to be true gold
But if they believe it is it doesn't matter
It's opposite day...what's the opposite of opposite?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 6:22pm
15th Aug 2011 6:22pm
The Moovement is near
I’m not enquiring about empty fields
Or grumbling about growing grass
But I’m cowering at the current
I hope I won’t mourn after movements
Of the mysterious, I’m just milking the issue
My hair stands on its ends at the
Slow moo of the suspicious beef
Pierced by eyes which don’t blink
Cruelly crunching crying grass
I’m udderly scared as they herd and plot
Lonely in their fields plotting they are
Schemes to take back their milk and cheese
Reclaim loss of hot chocolate and latte
There’s a reason why they’re not in Starbucks...
Or grumbling about growing grass
But I’m cowering at the current
I hope I won’t mourn after movements
Of the mysterious, I’m just milking the issue
My hair stands on its ends at the
Slow moo of the suspicious beef
Pierced by eyes which don’t blink
Cruelly crunching crying grass
I’m udderly scared as they herd and plot
Lonely in their fields plotting they are
Schemes to take back their milk and cheese
Reclaim loss of hot chocolate and latte
There’s a reason why they’re not in Starbucks...
780 reads
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