Submissions by chump
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My anger, like a shield, must be penetrated to see the real me unless I am only more of the same...
They
I would do little things like pretend I couldn't fold the sheets right to make you feel important because you were. But they told you you weren't and you believed them. They said you wanted my life so you took it. Now we are separate in our hearts.
#betrayal
#separation
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
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Mobility
Unplug my father's new scooter
Dust from tiny tires
I follow distant
Smiles of good times past
Memories of learning to ride a bike
I look down at the legless frog
Thoughts of joy and sorrow
I won't tell him
Dust from tiny tires
I follow distant
Smiles of good times past
Memories of learning to ride a bike
I look down at the legless frog
Thoughts of joy and sorrow
I won't tell him
#bittersweet
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Politics
Parenthood planned
leaves a loving crib quiet
Schooled by the public sends our children off to riot
Cant afford health care but we are forced to buy it
Cant reconcile our differences but we are forced to deny it
There's been no time of peace but I would sure like to try it
leaves a loving crib quiet
Schooled by the public sends our children off to riot
Cant afford health care but we are forced to buy it
Cant reconcile our differences but we are forced to deny it
There's been no time of peace but I would sure like to try it
#corruption
#violence
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#HumanRights
412 reads
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Pillow talk
Damn my dreams that dare so bold. They give you back
For me to hold. In the longest night you've no right to come into my closed eyes' sight. Gone so long that now it's wrong to dream your name or hear your song. My body has forgotten but these memories Ill-gotten still rob my mind as my lips rub but cotton.
For me to hold. In the longest night you've no right to come into my closed eyes' sight. Gone so long that now it's wrong to dream your name or hear your song. My body has forgotten but these memories Ill-gotten still rob my mind as my lips rub but cotton.
#dreams
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I have
I have faced the world with an open mind.
I have helped and nurtured, tried to be kind.
I have shared my fruit right down to the rind.
I have searched for peace but grief I can find.
I have nothing.
I have helped and nurtured, tried to be kind.
I have shared my fruit right down to the rind.
I have searched for peace but grief I can find.
I have nothing.
#spiritual
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Pieces
Did something come from nothing or was there never nothing
One of these must be true
If something came from nothing
It could not have been intentional, for there was nothing there with intent
It had to be random, an accident, spontaneous with out purpose.
An action produced randomly accidentally spontaneously and without purpose surely would be more likely to produce a random chaotic result such as a bazillion pieces of a bazillion things moving in all directions than a complex being capable of creating all of the pieces of the universe and...
One of these must be true
If something came from nothing
It could not have been intentional, for there was nothing there with intent
It had to be random, an accident, spontaneous with out purpose.
An action produced randomly accidentally spontaneously and without purpose surely would be more likely to produce a random chaotic result such as a bazillion pieces of a bazillion things moving in all directions than a complex being capable of creating all of the pieces of the universe and...
#universe
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Ant farm
.. for what sort of being would make such a man, capable of, feeling hot and cold, knowing love and hate, having want to protect and to hurt, and then leave them mercilessly alone to endure such incompatible extremes only to perish when he's learned to live with it...
#God
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Voyagers
If not a foolish notion, that space is an ocean and gravity not an anchor but the wind, no longer stranded by emotion, the stars will be ours to no end...
Read my "push" if you want to know more...
Read my "push" if you want to know more...
#universe
675 reads
2 Comments
Apart
A part of me has died
A part that tried
A part on which love relied
A part which for joy had cried
A part to which my dreams had lied
Warm dry hands of romance
Content soul of slow dance
The truest heart needs one chance
And loyal eyes not one glance
All are lost from what fate grants Done with emotions
A life goes through the motions
Void of foolish notions
Of love
A part that tried
A part on which love relied
A part which for joy had cried
A part to which my dreams had lied
Warm dry hands of romance
Content soul of slow dance
The truest heart needs one chance
And loyal eyes not one glance
All are lost from what fate grants Done with emotions
A life goes through the motions
Void of foolish notions
Of love
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2A
This is the way you get my gun
This is the way you get my gun
This is the way you get my gun
Not with a whimper, but with a bang...
This is the way you get my gun
This is the way you get my gun
Not with a whimper, but with a bang...
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March to oblivion
We shared our light so that you could bloom but you crave the sight of a thousand suns.
We didn't know we were digging our tombs as we gave you your vote in our political runs.
Men took a step back to give you some room but many have fallen from the haves to the nones.
Now it's my body, my baby, my choice and my womb with no apologies as you tear out our sons.
There once was enough when it was bride and groom but this is the difference of dividing twos into ones.
Discontentment and envy turned blue skies to gloom and it's no longer a picnic with five dogs and ten...
We didn't know we were digging our tombs as we gave you your vote in our political runs.
Men took a step back to give you some room but many have fallen from the haves to the nones.
Now it's my body, my baby, my choice and my womb with no apologies as you tear out our sons.
There once was enough when it was bride and groom but this is the difference of dividing twos into ones.
Discontentment and envy turned blue skies to gloom and it's no longer a picnic with five dogs and ten...
#anger
#anxiety
#frustration
#disappointment
#apathy
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Outcast
Your life is not conveinient
Your life is not well timed
Its not your best interest
Why its reasoned or rhymed
Life is laid in stereo
But your part is best mimed
Your life is not well timed
Its not your best interest
Why its reasoned or rhymed
Life is laid in stereo
But your part is best mimed
#dark
#identity
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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