Submissions by accoustichookah
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
the words are ephemeral....it's the emotions that demand to be known
DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Jan 2011 7:48pm
21st Jan 2011 7:48pm
my speed demon hears my cries
no longer
do i dream the sandman's dream
but instead
i listen to the crystal reaper's scream my eyes are ablaze
with fear and paranoid fantasy
unblinking
i see what my speed demon sees my conscience
and unconsciousness seem to think alike
one more
to calm severed nerves and mind oh shit!
i've forgotten who(what) i am
here i go
fucked up and spun out again undreamt clouds
crumble, tumble before me
as i fall
to pray to a god unseen
and beg
for help in my time of agony an answer
rings true from deep inside...
do i dream the sandman's dream
but instead
i listen to the crystal reaper's scream my eyes are ablaze
with fear and paranoid fantasy
unblinking
i see what my speed demon sees my conscience
and unconsciousness seem to think alike
one more
to calm severed nerves and mind oh shit!
i've forgotten who(what) i am
here i go
fucked up and spun out again undreamt clouds
crumble, tumble before me
as i fall
to pray to a god unseen
and beg
for help in my time of agony an answer
rings true from deep inside...
1189 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jan 2011 8:31pm
20th Jan 2011 8:31pm
untitled
hate me
hate me
kick me
hit me
beat me
slave me
hate me
hate me
hurt me
tear me
save me
change me
hate me
hate me
kiss me
taste me
breathe me
feel me
hate me
hate me
touch me
know me
take me
heal me
hate me
hate me
hate me
kick me
hit me
beat me
slave me
hate me
hate me
hurt me
tear me
save me
change me
hate me
hate me
kiss me
taste me
breathe me
feel me
hate me
hate me
touch me
know me
take me
heal me
hate me
hate me
819 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
13th Jan 2011 8:58pm
13th Jan 2011 8:58pm
story of the roses
(story of the roses pt. 1)
her heart is being broken
by the very ones who love her-
"do they have any fond memories
of me at all?!" she cried in anguish
then came the sweet answer
ringing true like an angelic chorus-
"thanks, the roses smelled nice."
thanks again(story of the roses pt.2)
...from the place i lay tonight, the
trickled starlight, dimly filtered through my
window blinds, gently falls across my only
picture of her.
"thanks again, and pardon my tears," she whispers- ...
her heart is being broken
by the very ones who love her-
"do they have any fond memories
of me at all?!" she cried in anguish
then came the sweet answer
ringing true like an angelic chorus-
"thanks, the roses smelled nice."
thanks again(story of the roses pt.2)
...from the place i lay tonight, the
trickled starlight, dimly filtered through my
window blinds, gently falls across my only
picture of her.
"thanks again, and pardon my tears," she whispers- ...
815 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jan 2011 8:39pm
13th Jan 2011 8:39pm
the fourth day++or++an absent minded tale in d minor
last thursday, March something or other,
and the year's not important either-
at high noon, er, or were it two
o'clock in the a.m.?
time's not relevent in this situation,
the formula does not call for linear
accuracy-we musn't focus on the wrong
part of the story, instead, all of our
concentration must be focused solely
on the main points...the "big picture",
if you will.
oh, on the subject of pictures, my favorite
artist is Salvador Dali, noted 20th
century surrealist/abstractionist.
my favorite painting by him...
and the year's not important either-
at high noon, er, or were it two
o'clock in the a.m.?
time's not relevent in this situation,
the formula does not call for linear
accuracy-we musn't focus on the wrong
part of the story, instead, all of our
concentration must be focused solely
on the main points...the "big picture",
if you will.
oh, on the subject of pictures, my favorite
artist is Salvador Dali, noted 20th
century surrealist/abstractionist.
my favorite painting by him...
735 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2011 8:29pm
8th Jan 2011 8:29pm
me, myself, and i
me, myself & ithis 3 alive - me, myself & i
to love, to hate, to apathize me, myself & i
your side, my side, the right side me, myself & i
to fall, to soar, to climb me, myself & ime, myself & i have tried to find
a piece of mind to compromise
new sight to bring these thoughts in line
me, myself & ithese 3 intertwined - me, myself & i
these ties do bind - me, myself & i
me to find myself in search of ito take, to take, to give - me, myself & i
to see, to hear, to refine - me, myself & ime, myself & i, wanton -...
to love, to hate, to apathize me, myself & i
your side, my side, the right side me, myself & i
to fall, to soar, to climb me, myself & ime, myself & i have tried to find
a piece of mind to compromise
new sight to bring these thoughts in line
me, myself & ithese 3 intertwined - me, myself & i
these ties do bind - me, myself & i
me to find myself in search of ito take, to take, to give - me, myself & i
to see, to hear, to refine - me, myself & ime, myself & i, wanton -...
1044 reads
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