Submissions by creamman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Mi amor
"Oh my God, you're such a child!"
Fucking bitch, I thought,
But smiled.
Fucking bitch, I thought,
But smiled.
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Ego
Had a fight with my ego.
He lost I won
He lost I won
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As it is
An eternal ocean within, surges around me,
Years of aridness burst forth in clouds of darkness.
Rivers flow rapidly downwards,
Condensing upwards in a spiral of creation.
Repeatedly the sea is born again,
Provider of life, salient protector of darkness.
Years of aridness burst forth in clouds of darkness.
Rivers flow rapidly downwards,
Condensing upwards in a spiral of creation.
Repeatedly the sea is born again,
Provider of life, salient protector of darkness.
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o
Give out the works of art for free
So all the people get to see
That so much more is there for us
And to share and give is but a must.
So all the people get to see
That so much more is there for us
And to share and give is but a must.
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Dead scenarios, bastions of pain.
A virtual nirvana of creative thinking grain.
A virtual nirvana of creative thinking grain.
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If Descartes was Irish
I drink, therefore I think I am.
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A breath of air so fresh.
What formulaic pattern of creation brought you to my lips?
What formulaic pattern of creation brought you to my lips?
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Well
Thank Fuck, Thank Fuck, Thank Fuck again says I,
That I took that Raging Bull of self torment and doubt by the horns and
grappled with her in the ring.
Far from subdued, she rages on, but muscles I’ve developed,
Strength, I’m strong.
28 years the cycle continues but reassessment is made easier, by battles fought
before.
That I took that Raging Bull of self torment and doubt by the horns and
grappled with her in the ring.
Far from subdued, she rages on, but muscles I’ve developed,
Strength, I’m strong.
28 years the cycle continues but reassessment is made easier, by battles fought
before.
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Deserved
Rising up, she released the beast,
Then on my soul, began to feast.
"You sit around and do fuck all! You´re so fucking weak, so fucking small!"
I responded to it (just like a child), my mouth went dry, my eyes grew wild,
Then I opened my lips and let it flow,
To my shame I aimed real low,
Wallowing around down in the gutter,
With the rage, began to stutter.
Going mad, I caused a scene,
Spewing words, quite obscene.
Spitting rage, I slammed the door,
Fucking bitch, bleedin' whore.
Then on my soul, began to feast.
"You sit around and do fuck all! You´re so fucking weak, so fucking small!"
I responded to it (just like a child), my mouth went dry, my eyes grew wild,
Then I opened my lips and let it flow,
To my shame I aimed real low,
Wallowing around down in the gutter,
With the rage, began to stutter.
Going mad, I caused a scene,
Spewing words, quite obscene.
Spitting rage, I slammed the door,
Fucking bitch, bleedin' whore.
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Please
A sphere of negativity,
That which lies within.
Tears filled up,
Remembering when young.
Heart stolen,
Passion squashed down,
Crushed into the ground,
Rolled into a ball, afraid.
Tears flowed, then stopped.
No one gives a fuck so why should I
That which lies within.
Tears filled up,
Remembering when young.
Heart stolen,
Passion squashed down,
Crushed into the ground,
Rolled into a ball, afraid.
Tears flowed, then stopped.
No one gives a fuck so why should I
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Butterfly
A lacklustrous affair.
Not startled,
pondering without result.
Battered beyond belief,
It’s a tranquil moment of reality.
Not startled,
pondering without result.
Battered beyond belief,
It’s a tranquil moment of reality.
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