Submissions by blasko89
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
beating hearts and bleeding minds
True envy is just a chance to lose
So call it a sin to want to need
Breathing to harsh to fear our own death
Beating hearts
And bleeding minds
Of true lies in which we need
In which lies are the truth
It’s just I can’t accept it
So blind me of the sorrow of my sinful envy
Taken out of context is the word of my envy
Beating hearts
And bleeding minds
I find myself in between so tell me please
Where is my love story?
I believe it to be two
So enter your solution
And figure out my equation
Slow down my mind just to find the...
So call it a sin to want to need
Breathing to harsh to fear our own death
Beating hearts
And bleeding minds
Of true lies in which we need
In which lies are the truth
It’s just I can’t accept it
So blind me of the sorrow of my sinful envy
Taken out of context is the word of my envy
Beating hearts
And bleeding minds
I find myself in between so tell me please
Where is my love story?
I believe it to be two
So enter your solution
And figure out my equation
Slow down my mind just to find the...
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minds are open
Gifted though lyrical descriptions
It’s so easy it’s so true
Broken down to my simple form
The words flow right
Here you standing in my shoes
My mind twists and turns
Not sure where to go
But true enough it’s through
Through magic it became true
My mind is an open palace of 36
Worlds of nations found each other free
Sanctions of powerful minds
So guess and figure out
Facts are laid out
Lyrical magic
Written out
But never broken
It’s so easy it’s so true
Broken down to my simple form
The words flow right
Here you standing in my shoes
My mind twists and turns
Not sure where to go
But true enough it’s through
Through magic it became true
My mind is an open palace of 36
Worlds of nations found each other free
Sanctions of powerful minds
So guess and figure out
Facts are laid out
Lyrical magic
Written out
But never broken
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for the love of things
little bee on the rose bush
may you smell the sweet scent of the flower
never forget this flower in which it will come back
when you leave the field in which you fly around
you go around trying to find that one you found that day
but all you see is grey
its never coming back to you
it lost its scent at summers end
now its winter and you try to stay alive
that rose bud is all you think about
just hope for the sun
and maybe you will smell that scent once again
not in dream or a fairy tale
just for the scent you would die a thousand times...
may you smell the sweet scent of the flower
never forget this flower in which it will come back
when you leave the field in which you fly around
you go around trying to find that one you found that day
but all you see is grey
its never coming back to you
it lost its scent at summers end
now its winter and you try to stay alive
that rose bud is all you think about
just hope for the sun
and maybe you will smell that scent once again
not in dream or a fairy tale
just for the scent you would die a thousand times...
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a tails and a head
I could never find the right words
But lost in yours
I listen and hear the deal
I equal out the value and find the real
So confused you’re not sure which way to go
I add some change
You subtract some more
Who would have known that these math problems fit in so well?
When I sit back and listen
I’m here and you are right there
So please stop begging and telling me you’re not the same
When a nickel gets flipped
Its sometimes ends in the same
Face down in the dirt or tail dragging along
Which way will you chance go
Not formed of seven...
But lost in yours
I listen and hear the deal
I equal out the value and find the real
So confused you’re not sure which way to go
I add some change
You subtract some more
Who would have known that these math problems fit in so well?
When I sit back and listen
I’m here and you are right there
So please stop begging and telling me you’re not the same
When a nickel gets flipped
Its sometimes ends in the same
Face down in the dirt or tail dragging along
Which way will you chance go
Not formed of seven...
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Deity
Here I stand
Follow no flock now
I fell upon this earth like stones from heaven
Vie been too far
Here I stand now
Stood together but forgot to plunder
These are just my favorite fracture
Broken minds and sacred scriptures
Insects are these they bite and flicker
Past dreams and sorrows
So here I stand
I forgot to plunder
So where do I enter
Sign my name upon this wall of broken minds and sacred scriptures
Everything I find myself to love
Is lost due to incentives of a deity of abstinence and plunder
Which plague our world? ...
Follow no flock now
I fell upon this earth like stones from heaven
Vie been too far
Here I stand now
Stood together but forgot to plunder
These are just my favorite fracture
Broken minds and sacred scriptures
Insects are these they bite and flicker
Past dreams and sorrows
So here I stand
I forgot to plunder
So where do I enter
Sign my name upon this wall of broken minds and sacred scriptures
Everything I find myself to love
Is lost due to incentives of a deity of abstinence and plunder
Which plague our world? ...
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Skipping through relapse
So here’s a beat that keeps flipping
Skipping through relapse
Words I see
Cold as ice some might say
This world we live was not even the same
Twenty years ago we wouldn’t have the same problems
So ask yourself
Who wants to live a life without a god?
Darkness shrouds my road
Where do I go when the road goes left to my right is a forest?
Of broken dreams
Forget to answer questions
Leave my insight upon this road
Do I turn back and follow the path
Because that’s the only place where I know is sane
I can’t regret my...
Skipping through relapse
Words I see
Cold as ice some might say
This world we live was not even the same
Twenty years ago we wouldn’t have the same problems
So ask yourself
Who wants to live a life without a god?
Darkness shrouds my road
Where do I go when the road goes left to my right is a forest?
Of broken dreams
Forget to answer questions
Leave my insight upon this road
Do I turn back and follow the path
Because that’s the only place where I know is sane
I can’t regret my...
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Thoughts
Pop is the verse that makes the rhythm go boom
These are my thoughts my feeling and my heart
That no one can take away
Now stop
Evening out tonight
I never would have took that chance
A song upon a stage
A dance I never got
Sitting in a car with some green
Rolling eyes and self-esteem
Brought my world down on me
Now stop
Just looking around all I see is what I made
From possibilities
My heart and fucked up dreams
My life in a pile of steam
Left to burn with my fame
I found a hollow world made from dreams
These are the...
These are my thoughts my feeling and my heart
That no one can take away
Now stop
Evening out tonight
I never would have took that chance
A song upon a stage
A dance I never got
Sitting in a car with some green
Rolling eyes and self-esteem
Brought my world down on me
Now stop
Just looking around all I see is what I made
From possibilities
My heart and fucked up dreams
My life in a pile of steam
Left to burn with my fame
I found a hollow world made from dreams
These are the...
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self awareness
Alas we are yet feeble titansSome might call us gods Cast down from those who paint deceit?We are the ones we enjoy our carnal desirersWe are the ones you call hereticsAlas the painters are coating your wallsWith red paintAnd suicideCast down are the animals that we truly are Don’t regret the earthly bound who holdNever falter our spirit to soilWe are those we are truly left without shameHail nowAlas we are held with high regardForgotten are your moral groundsYou shed your skin just like the serpentYou praise as evilHail now who are the righteous?Who take hold of carpe diem?And never look...
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As I wrote out this poem
These embers leave my sorrow
Broken down in twisted verse
You may read
My broken English
You indulge in simple pleasures
Flowers for caskets
Brass for soldiers
Love for the young and the old
Freedom for the children
Insanity for the wicked
We dream upon the stars and watch the fire tonight
We leave our minds open
For the passing weary
Instead of dreaming
I felt sorrow
For the night
My fingers got crossed
As I wrote out this poem
Broken down in twisted verse
You may read
My broken English
You indulge in simple pleasures
Flowers for caskets
Brass for soldiers
Love for the young and the old
Freedom for the children
Insanity for the wicked
We dream upon the stars and watch the fire tonight
We leave our minds open
For the passing weary
Instead of dreaming
I felt sorrow
For the night
My fingers got crossed
As I wrote out this poem
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The road of broken rubble
This is the opposite of attraction
Meshed up out of two
I find myself standing in sand facing a road of equal value
Each flowing
Each a driving force
Filter the contents you find values and morals
Each you find darkness held
Just held together by sand
The wind like whispers
They carry it aloud
Who dares to listen?
To such a sound
My road way is made of rubble
Green grass to my left
Trees to my right
Such a sight to behold
My road is just concrete smashed by the hand
Who bears the hammer?
As simple sand it rose
Mixed...
Meshed up out of two
I find myself standing in sand facing a road of equal value
Each flowing
Each a driving force
Filter the contents you find values and morals
Each you find darkness held
Just held together by sand
The wind like whispers
They carry it aloud
Who dares to listen?
To such a sound
My road way is made of rubble
Green grass to my left
Trees to my right
Such a sight to behold
My road is just concrete smashed by the hand
Who bears the hammer?
As simple sand it rose
Mixed...
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