Submissions by blu_ice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I generally write poems about what's in my head at that moment. I'd say I'm quite partial to certain drugs and I enjoy writing about them, oh and indulging in em. I tend to use the odd expletive too, as I would day to day. Hope you en
SELF POEM
Published
5th May 2013 4:49pm
5th May 2013 4:49pm
My view....My life
Sitting here a top of old lookout road watching the world go by, my problems don't seem so bad as I gaze up at the night time sky.
The moon and stars form the backdrop for the silhouettes of trees, u can almost see the entire valley if you turn around 360 degrees.
Just sitting thinking contemplating, right here right now this very moment in time, could it be that definitive moment that is dictating.
Which way I go from here, which path I choose to travel. Will it be a smooth ride on the bitumen or will it be sideways in the gravel.
But it is what it is and will be...
The moon and stars form the backdrop for the silhouettes of trees, u can almost see the entire valley if you turn around 360 degrees.
Just sitting thinking contemplating, right here right now this very moment in time, could it be that definitive moment that is dictating.
Which way I go from here, which path I choose to travel. Will it be a smooth ride on the bitumen or will it be sideways in the gravel.
But it is what it is and will be...
845 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd May 2013 10:57am
3rd May 2013 10:57am
A way out
Down At the dam in my car I sit
Can't fight the urge for my next hit
So make a mix and fill up my fit
Don't miss a drop get every bit
Feeling like I'm at my ends wit
Can't see the light it's dimly lit
Stuck in this hole that is this pit
With my two fists clenched my teeth I grit.
I Need to dig my way out of it.
I need to find myself an exit.
One day soon I need to quit.
I'm 40 now, can't keep doin this shit!!!!!
Can't fight the urge for my next hit
So make a mix and fill up my fit
Don't miss a drop get every bit
Feeling like I'm at my ends wit
Can't see the light it's dimly lit
Stuck in this hole that is this pit
With my two fists clenched my teeth I grit.
I Need to dig my way out of it.
I need to find myself an exit.
One day soon I need to quit.
I'm 40 now, can't keep doin this shit!!!!!
861 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd May 2013 6:05pm
2nd May 2013 6:05pm
Deja vu
Have u ever felt so useless like there's nothing you can do.
Like your life has gone full circle, that feeling of deja vu.
When there is no wrong nor is there right and there is no day, nor is there night.
All that's there is darkness, which magnifies my fear, there is no way of knowing where to go from here.
Though If i did would it matter.
Probably not, I'd still end up in exactly the same fucking spot.
That spot where I've been many times before, not sure how I got here,
always left wondering why.
Is it my fault, am I all to blame, could...
Like your life has gone full circle, that feeling of deja vu.
When there is no wrong nor is there right and there is no day, nor is there night.
All that's there is darkness, which magnifies my fear, there is no way of knowing where to go from here.
Though If i did would it matter.
Probably not, I'd still end up in exactly the same fucking spot.
That spot where I've been many times before, not sure how I got here,
always left wondering why.
Is it my fault, am I all to blame, could...
846 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd May 2013 8:19am
2nd May 2013 8:19am
Limbo
Just a day like any other day but why'd it feel so strange.
It was like I couldn't keep to my side of the road and kept on changing lanes.
I know I've felt this at times before but it's so hard to explain, maybe it's the shit running through my veins or maybe its the lack there of, that's playing tricks on me again.
It's not like I'm in a bad mood nor is it that, my mood is good, it's somewhere stuck halfway between.
What a very fucked up kind of day it's been.
It was like I couldn't keep to my side of the road and kept on changing lanes.
I know I've felt this at times before but it's so hard to explain, maybe it's the shit running through my veins or maybe its the lack there of, that's playing tricks on me again.
It's not like I'm in a bad mood nor is it that, my mood is good, it's somewhere stuck halfway between.
What a very fucked up kind of day it's been.
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd May 2013 6:58am
2nd May 2013 6:58am
Taylah
These words I speak are from me to you.
Straight from my heart these words are true.
To have you close to have you near
To hold you close to have you here
So you can see so you can hear
When I softly whisper into your ear
All the words that I want to say
But most of all
I love you
Tay
Straight from my heart these words are true.
To have you close to have you near
To hold you close to have you here
So you can see so you can hear
When I softly whisper into your ear
All the words that I want to say
But most of all
I love you
Tay
911 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st May 2013 4:17pm
1st May 2013 4:17pm
Always tomorrow
While the horizon glows the sun begins its descent over the Indian Ocean, one minute it's there then it's gone, it's like you just seen the earth turn, it's poetry in motion.
As you watch it sinking, descending, setting then quickly disappear. It's warming, heating, scorching deadly rays of life continue on in the northern hemisphere.
Every 24 hours the sun will give birth to a brand new day across planet earth.
In less than 12 hours time, the sun will return to again once shine.
With each new day we are given a chance, a chance to stand tall and be strong and in...
As you watch it sinking, descending, setting then quickly disappear. It's warming, heating, scorching deadly rays of life continue on in the northern hemisphere.
Every 24 hours the sun will give birth to a brand new day across planet earth.
In less than 12 hours time, the sun will return to again once shine.
With each new day we are given a chance, a chance to stand tall and be strong and in...
878 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
1st May 2013 4:05pm
1st May 2013 4:05pm
The ECILOP
The police have stopped once again, to come over for a chat, look that cars got blue number plates, lets take a look at that.
Excuse me mate is that your car and is it registered to you, have you been drinking Sir and can I see your license too.
Now just blow in the bag please until I say stop, keep blowing, keep going, keep going now STOP, that'll do.
Ok sir, that's all clear but we'd like to search your car, do you mind?
Sorry constable, yes I do, what do you hope to find?
Going by your priors sir, drugs of any kind.
WTF, 1995 was the last time, I...
Excuse me mate is that your car and is it registered to you, have you been drinking Sir and can I see your license too.
Now just blow in the bag please until I say stop, keep blowing, keep going, keep going now STOP, that'll do.
Ok sir, that's all clear but we'd like to search your car, do you mind?
Sorry constable, yes I do, what do you hope to find?
Going by your priors sir, drugs of any kind.
WTF, 1995 was the last time, I...
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