Submissions by constantelectric
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
My Plateau
My plateau Staggering in beauty
Pure cosmic intelligence
An ambient thunder smooth enough to cater to even the smallest of life forms who care to indulge in it
And strong enough to crumble the granite of all giants who oppose it
My plateau A labyrinth of the greatest lie built on a foundation of fear and faith
A permanent sunrise golden and intricate
Flashes of amber like stars exploding into an endless blossom
My plateau the vortex where truth and lies entwine
She breaths fire in my lungs
Flowing in the perfect balance of fear and faith
...
Pure cosmic intelligence
An ambient thunder smooth enough to cater to even the smallest of life forms who care to indulge in it
And strong enough to crumble the granite of all giants who oppose it
My plateau A labyrinth of the greatest lie built on a foundation of fear and faith
A permanent sunrise golden and intricate
Flashes of amber like stars exploding into an endless blossom
My plateau the vortex where truth and lies entwine
She breaths fire in my lungs
Flowing in the perfect balance of fear and faith
...
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My Heart
I sat and listened to the whispers of the wandering winds who know all about present and past
The truth of what will decay & crumble and whats built to last
They told me "Home is where the heart is my boy, and this is the truth"
So I went home & carved my heart out and gave it to you
Love teach it every emotion and never to fake it
I entrust you with my life, so love, please don't break it
Grow it to be adventurous & prosperous and to achieve
And above all love, teach it to belive
My heart, hold it close to yoursto keep it warm
As long...
The truth of what will decay & crumble and whats built to last
They told me "Home is where the heart is my boy, and this is the truth"
So I went home & carved my heart out and gave it to you
Love teach it every emotion and never to fake it
I entrust you with my life, so love, please don't break it
Grow it to be adventurous & prosperous and to achieve
And above all love, teach it to belive
My heart, hold it close to yoursto keep it warm
As long...
#love
#romantic
#home #LifeCycle
#home #LifeCycle
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Literal and Abstract
Sitting alone starring at the wall in a room
The echoes in my head still ring of offensive gloom
Feeling unwelcome; a stranger in my own home
Still, it doesn't explain how I can morbidly lay to way past noon
Maybe its because I could never keep up with change
Or maybe because no one even cared to remember my name
Whatever the case I'm nowhere near the eye of the storm
In too deep, going back now nothing will ever be the same
Looking down I see the scars of my own objection
Through my veins I feel the poison of my own injection
Looking back I...
The echoes in my head still ring of offensive gloom
Feeling unwelcome; a stranger in my own home
Still, it doesn't explain how I can morbidly lay to way past noon
Maybe its because I could never keep up with change
Or maybe because no one even cared to remember my name
Whatever the case I'm nowhere near the eye of the storm
In too deep, going back now nothing will ever be the same
Looking down I see the scars of my own objection
Through my veins I feel the poison of my own injection
Looking back I...
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Electric
The very definition of perfection
The very thought brings a feeling so electric
A blossom of the radiant southern sun
Her touch brings you home to a luminous future with only one
God's creation of beauty with such precision
The ability to fill your mind making you blind to all other visions
Pure aesthetics from looks to personality
Words don't even begin to describe this dream come true girl inflaming reality
The moods she sets in the room, you can't help but smile
Stuck in a helpless aspect; I think I'll just sit and stare a while
Such peace...
The very thought brings a feeling so electric
A blossom of the radiant southern sun
Her touch brings you home to a luminous future with only one
God's creation of beauty with such precision
The ability to fill your mind making you blind to all other visions
Pure aesthetics from looks to personality
Words don't even begin to describe this dream come true girl inflaming reality
The moods she sets in the room, you can't help but smile
Stuck in a helpless aspect; I think I'll just sit and stare a while
Such peace...
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Distinguish
I knew this kid, He was naive from the start
He kept it true as if optimism was an art
He didn't know the sorrow of this world could tear him apart
But it seems nothing could put out the fire in his heart
He kept on pushing and never quit
He set his mind on it and that was it
His logic was Romantic but never selfish
A love bound fool but never helpless
He's seen all the hurt but he has never been frantic
He's heard all the lies and just doesn't understand it
He's surrounded by everything oh so synthetic
Every move he makes is real and...
He kept it true as if optimism was an art
He didn't know the sorrow of this world could tear him apart
But it seems nothing could put out the fire in his heart
He kept on pushing and never quit
He set his mind on it and that was it
His logic was Romantic but never selfish
A love bound fool but never helpless
He's seen all the hurt but he has never been frantic
He's heard all the lies and just doesn't understand it
He's surrounded by everything oh so synthetic
Every move he makes is real and...
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Graff Life
Misfits and Addicts in it for the art
Rebellious messages entwined from the start
Artist running streets with buckets of paint and a can
Fame for some; for all getting up is the master plan
The smell of aerosol is comforting
Yet the real thrill comes from wall hunting
They refer to us as vandals and acurse on society
But were just radicals that express ourselves without the proper sobriety
In actuality in it for more than just the fun
Visually and Mentally, the Poet, Writer, Visionary, Revolutionist, Artist all in one
The Graff life,...
Rebellious messages entwined from the start
Artist running streets with buckets of paint and a can
Fame for some; for all getting up is the master plan
The smell of aerosol is comforting
Yet the real thrill comes from wall hunting
They refer to us as vandals and acurse on society
But were just radicals that express ourselves without the proper sobriety
In actuality in it for more than just the fun
Visually and Mentally, the Poet, Writer, Visionary, Revolutionist, Artist all in one
The Graff life,...
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