Submissions by crickstreetking
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am an observer more than a poet
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Aug 2017 6:31pm
20th Aug 2017 6:31pm
Between dark
Sweet as the dew that blankets the ground somewhere between darkness and light.
Slipping in unaware like a secret lover. Intense yet subtle without a sound
As evil as money as it corrupts all it touches. Root of all the inhumanity that is brought to light.
Once I eagerly awaited the sound of your voice. The very presence of you brought light to my world.
Your laughter your smile, the touch of your hand. Banished all the chaos, stilled the stormy seas. Completed all that was left of me.
Then slowly you tore me down, so slow I could not see I stumbled along...
Slipping in unaware like a secret lover. Intense yet subtle without a sound
As evil as money as it corrupts all it touches. Root of all the inhumanity that is brought to light.
Once I eagerly awaited the sound of your voice. The very presence of you brought light to my world.
Your laughter your smile, the touch of your hand. Banished all the chaos, stilled the stormy seas. Completed all that was left of me.
Then slowly you tore me down, so slow I could not see I stumbled along...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 10:44pm
16th Aug 2015 10:44pm
by myself
how do I stop this sadness from swallowing me, from wrenching my spirit out of my very soul
leaving me alone to climb mountains with no peaks , swim oceans that are forever deep
endless rapids in a river with no end, all the street signs stolen I journey forever and stop where I began
clutching at anything the wind buffets my being , screaming for salvation screaming for screaming
haunted by the ghost of a million bad choices, haunted by a million done wrong voices
god is not here god is not free , god has turned his back on me
alone I live, alone I...
leaving me alone to climb mountains with no peaks , swim oceans that are forever deep
endless rapids in a river with no end, all the street signs stolen I journey forever and stop where I began
clutching at anything the wind buffets my being , screaming for salvation screaming for screaming
haunted by the ghost of a million bad choices, haunted by a million done wrong voices
god is not here god is not free , god has turned his back on me
alone I live, alone I...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 3:21am
16th Aug 2015 3:21am
yeppers
daylight till dark I bear the marks, of a thousand shadows strangling my soul.
into the emptiness I step ,only to slip once again on my bleeding heart.
the smell of rot fills my mind ,as the rainbows arch comes crumbling down.
is this what my world has become a nightmare of confusion , dancing to the evil beat of failures drum.
agony I embrace like an old friend as the knife slips into my back once again.
in a crowd yet still alone I walk in a cloud, chasing happiness
tendons tighten and muscles go hard as I look out on life like a bug in a jar.
fuck this world...
into the emptiness I step ,only to slip once again on my bleeding heart.
the smell of rot fills my mind ,as the rainbows arch comes crumbling down.
is this what my world has become a nightmare of confusion , dancing to the evil beat of failures drum.
agony I embrace like an old friend as the knife slips into my back once again.
in a crowd yet still alone I walk in a cloud, chasing happiness
tendons tighten and muscles go hard as I look out on life like a bug in a jar.
fuck this world...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
15th Jan 2015 1:50pm
15th Jan 2015 1:50pm
dead petals
if a flower blooms in the dark of night, with no sun to warm its soul
is it made evil by the darkness that fed it, that nourished it, that gently caressed its petals
will the darkness steal its beauty making it ugly and vile, or does it only hide it behind its dark crooked smile
reaching for the sun but only finding the stars in darkness it lives watching life from afar
feeding on the sin that makes it who it is, take away the darkness will it still exist
no one stops to smell the flowers upon its branch, instead they pass with turned up noses imagining the stench...
is it made evil by the darkness that fed it, that nourished it, that gently caressed its petals
will the darkness steal its beauty making it ugly and vile, or does it only hide it behind its dark crooked smile
reaching for the sun but only finding the stars in darkness it lives watching life from afar
feeding on the sin that makes it who it is, take away the darkness will it still exist
no one stops to smell the flowers upon its branch, instead they pass with turned up noses imagining the stench...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Nov 2014 6:46am
9th Nov 2014 6:46am
well
the saddest part of sadness is the inability to share, the pain you feel is yours alone
like a cold winter wind howling to a lost lover, it settles deep into your bones
the sunshine is never enough to drive the darkness from your isolated existence
nightfall only emphasizes the solitude you feel, by yourself you battle the feelings all the specialist claim are unreal
medicines do not help the cause they only subdue the mind, numbing it to any reaction others deem out of line
like a cold winter wind howling to a lost lover, it settles deep into your bones
the sunshine is never enough to drive the darkness from your isolated existence
nightfall only emphasizes the solitude you feel, by yourself you battle the feelings all the specialist claim are unreal
medicines do not help the cause they only subdue the mind, numbing it to any reaction others deem out of line
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DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Nov 2014 10:29pm
8th Nov 2014 10:29pm
it is what it is
sitting here with my mind racing, I guess its better than the endless pacing
fell again into raging madness, slipped back into that dark dreary sadness
long for a touch from a living being, the caress of these demons are so obscene
my hunger is like a breaking dam, it takes me back to the lost and lonely land
the higher I get the worst it seems, cant fill the hole with my silent screams
hell bent for destruction of this world, like the tornado in its devastating twirl
lost it all time and time again, throwing away all the get back...
fell again into raging madness, slipped back into that dark dreary sadness
long for a touch from a living being, the caress of these demons are so obscene
my hunger is like a breaking dam, it takes me back to the lost and lonely land
the higher I get the worst it seems, cant fill the hole with my silent screams
hell bent for destruction of this world, like the tornado in its devastating twirl
lost it all time and time again, throwing away all the get back...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Oct 2014 5:54am
13th Oct 2014 5:54am
selling madness,
to each person writing or reading, wether it is to vent , scream, or just because you are needing...
an outlet a release a beginning to an end, the start of the race, the feeling of sadness the feeling of defeat, your soul slain bloody torn and tattered as you lay on sweat stained sheets
mountains of paper, front and back, if there was space to write I held naught back, I have written everyday since my early teens, of anger, violence, betrayal, loving and living
I don't mean one or two a day I am talking about hours on end in my drugged up fucked up extended party in beast mode...
an outlet a release a beginning to an end, the start of the race, the feeling of sadness the feeling of defeat, your soul slain bloody torn and tattered as you lay on sweat stained sheets
mountains of paper, front and back, if there was space to write I held naught back, I have written everyday since my early teens, of anger, violence, betrayal, loving and living
I don't mean one or two a day I am talking about hours on end in my drugged up fucked up extended party in beast mode...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2014 00:59am
8th Sep 2014 00:59am
read betwwen the lines
seeing as only a blind man can see, drifting on the wind in my cage of destiny
along this path I have traveled before, haunted by the melancholy shadows peeking out of the darkened doors
there is a rot that has devoured my soul a constant dying has slowly taken its toll
all my weapons are worn and my armor destroyed, tired from the struggle of trying to survive.
you kill me again and again, and of course I still let you in
along this path I have traveled before, haunted by the melancholy shadows peeking out of the darkened doors
there is a rot that has devoured my soul a constant dying has slowly taken its toll
all my weapons are worn and my armor destroyed, tired from the struggle of trying to survive.
you kill me again and again, and of course I still let you in
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jun 2014 6:03pm
10th Jun 2014 6:03pm
decepted
burning inside from deep within, rolling the dice hoping the outcome will be different.
standing alone at the end of a journey that has never even
began.
lost in the darkness lost in the light, memories come and go
becoming too tired to fight.
if misery loves company then why the hell do I feel so alone
lost in this world cant find the way home.
searching for something that I can not even name, boldly
standing as I am smothered in shame
a smile is merely a faked lie, laughter spews from my mouth
as inside I shrivel and die
learning lessons as I...
standing alone at the end of a journey that has never even
began.
lost in the darkness lost in the light, memories come and go
becoming too tired to fight.
if misery loves company then why the hell do I feel so alone
lost in this world cant find the way home.
searching for something that I can not even name, boldly
standing as I am smothered in shame
a smile is merely a faked lie, laughter spews from my mouth
as inside I shrivel and die
learning lessons as I...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Apr 2013 11:41pm
7th Apr 2013 11:41pm
AMERICAN
workin like a fuckin tank,doin whatever it takes to make ends meet.
gotta pay these bills,cause this damn life is just to real.
I aint lost and I will never be on top,the takin and takin just never stops.
bleeding in my heart bleedin in my soul,pushin on up this hill is takin its toll.
rolling on like a motherfuckin steam engine,damn near killin myself to break even.
uncle sam doesn't do shit for me,but at least I get to live in this land of opportunity.
hope floats or so they say but that motherfuckin ship capzied in the dockin bay.
writing this fast cause...
gotta pay these bills,cause this damn life is just to real.
I aint lost and I will never be on top,the takin and takin just never stops.
bleeding in my heart bleedin in my soul,pushin on up this hill is takin its toll.
rolling on like a motherfuckin steam engine,damn near killin myself to break even.
uncle sam doesn't do shit for me,but at least I get to live in this land of opportunity.
hope floats or so they say but that motherfuckin ship capzied in the dockin bay.
writing this fast cause...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 7:11am
6th Feb 2013 7:11am
undone
spinning in triangles is how fucked up my life has become
standing at the end of the race and just starting to run
why does this world continue to pass me be
fuck you and fuck that and fuck them too,
can your hear what it is i am screaming at you
smile motherfucker,your time for karma is coming soon
rushing headlong to your goddamn doom
i cant wait to watch as you squirm
its coming you lil piece of shit,its your turn
laughter is the sound you shall hear
as you slowly loose all you hold dear
i cant wait i tremble with anticipation...
standing at the end of the race and just starting to run
why does this world continue to pass me be
fuck you and fuck that and fuck them too,
can your hear what it is i am screaming at you
smile motherfucker,your time for karma is coming soon
rushing headlong to your goddamn doom
i cant wait to watch as you squirm
its coming you lil piece of shit,its your turn
laughter is the sound you shall hear
as you slowly loose all you hold dear
i cant wait i tremble with anticipation...
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