Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Nov 2011 8:46pm
18th Nov 2011 8:46pm
Leather And Lace
Raven haired goddess
with eyes that light up the night
dazzling sparked with mysticism.
At first you intrigued me
with your gothic soul
and rock 'n' roll flare.
My barbed wire heart
never letting anyone in
became enchanted by you majical lady.
Gently with deft fingers
you freed my heart
from the spikes that impaled me.
Whispering words of encouragement
laced with the sweet scent of heather
gently kissed my soul.
Gave me wings with which to soar
high into the cosmos
meeting you in the night sky.
...
with eyes that light up the night
dazzling sparked with mysticism.
At first you intrigued me
with your gothic soul
and rock 'n' roll flare.
My barbed wire heart
never letting anyone in
became enchanted by you majical lady.
Gently with deft fingers
you freed my heart
from the spikes that impaled me.
Whispering words of encouragement
laced with the sweet scent of heather
gently kissed my soul.
Gave me wings with which to soar
high into the cosmos
meeting you in the night sky.
...
1400 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Nov 2011 9:35am
17th Nov 2011 9:35am
Down For Real
Mighty soldier who is down for real
I will never see you face to face
while we walk this Earth
I look forward to meeting you in eternity.
I've been lost in a murky abyss
you came in and touched my soul tenderly
like the gentle brush of angel wings
with a voice of thunder
just like our Father's.
causing me to take notice
bringing back to memory my purpose.
I've walked a twisted path
and have gotten lost
you marched onto the devil's court
with a mighty roar
you're a down soldier
all heart down to the core.
For...
I will never see you face to face
while we walk this Earth
I look forward to meeting you in eternity.
I've been lost in a murky abyss
you came in and touched my soul tenderly
like the gentle brush of angel wings
with a voice of thunder
just like our Father's.
causing me to take notice
bringing back to memory my purpose.
I've walked a twisted path
and have gotten lost
you marched onto the devil's court
with a mighty roar
you're a down soldier
all heart down to the core.
For...
921 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
17th Nov 2011 8:02am
17th Nov 2011 8:02am
Captive
The train to no where
has taken me captive
the tracks run in circles through my soul
fueled by my burning heart
My only companion on this ride
is a phantom in a dark cloak with eyes of fire
each word he utters slithers from his toungue full of venom.
Biting into my flesh making me see visions
past mistakes cause my heart to ache with pain
I look to the window seeking a brighter view
but the windows are smoked over
casting a distorted image of myself.
I decide to roll a blunt
and for a moment forget
sit back...
has taken me captive
the tracks run in circles through my soul
fueled by my burning heart
My only companion on this ride
is a phantom in a dark cloak with eyes of fire
each word he utters slithers from his toungue full of venom.
Biting into my flesh making me see visions
past mistakes cause my heart to ache with pain
I look to the window seeking a brighter view
but the windows are smoked over
casting a distorted image of myself.
I decide to roll a blunt
and for a moment forget
sit back...
1162 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 9:47pm
15th Nov 2011 9:47pm
Metal Existence
Glass eyes reflecting
the brilliance of others
robotic limbs mechanically moving through life.
A hollow tin heart
tics like a clock too tightly wound.
A being longing to join in
the dance of life
others are so joyously enjoying.
Metal parts that become unhinged
when people get too close.
Paper like emotions
shred at the rejection
of being different.
A soul darkened
by the trials of life.
I wish to shed this metal existence
become flesh and blood
join in the dance of life once...
the brilliance of others
robotic limbs mechanically moving through life.
A hollow tin heart
tics like a clock too tightly wound.
A being longing to join in
the dance of life
others are so joyously enjoying.
Metal parts that become unhinged
when people get too close.
Paper like emotions
shred at the rejection
of being different.
A soul darkened
by the trials of life.
I wish to shed this metal existence
become flesh and blood
join in the dance of life once...
951 reads
12 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 5:33pm
15th Nov 2011 5:33pm
A Child's Prayer
A battle rages deep into the night
a mother and father
their words biting and tearing
a demon's delight.
From the back of the house
a tiny voice calls
"please Father come save us
before the devil swallows us whole."
Her prayer flies to the heavens
at the speed of light
Michael and the angels are coming
swords drawn, they are ready for a fight.
"Rest now little one
you Father is near
no more demons
or angry words need...
a mother and father
their words biting and tearing
a demon's delight.
From the back of the house
a tiny voice calls
"please Father come save us
before the devil swallows us whole."
Her prayer flies to the heavens
at the speed of light
Michael and the angels are coming
swords drawn, they are ready for a fight.
"Rest now little one
you Father is near
no more demons
or angry words need...
1167 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2011 9:19pm
13th Nov 2011 9:19pm
Secret Society
I used to work at a hospital
as an office assistant
soon I started to notice something strange.
No matter what floor I was delivering charts to
this man would appear and give me a piercing knowing look
if I was taking a smoke break he was there
soon no matter where I was he was there.
I started to get freaked out about it and changed
where I went to smoke and he showed up there as well
one day while I was sitting smoking he came right up to me ...
as an office assistant
soon I started to notice something strange.
No matter what floor I was delivering charts to
this man would appear and give me a piercing knowing look
if I was taking a smoke break he was there
soon no matter where I was he was there.
I started to get freaked out about it and changed
where I went to smoke and he showed up there as well
one day while I was sitting smoking he came right up to me ...
1180 reads
16 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Nov 2011 4:51pm
6th Nov 2011 4:51pm
Shooting Star
Words like starlit diamonds
sparkle into view
then flash across the sky.
Crash down upon the Earth
upon my hands and knees
I search for these concealed gems in the dirt.
Finding only burned out rocks
I dash them against the walls of my mind
hoping to find a hidden diamond inside.
Some beautiful prose or dazzling methaphor
I long to meet my muse
upon some golden shore.
I'm left sifting through the sand
finding only fool's gold
my dreams bound and...
sparkle into view
then flash across the sky.
Crash down upon the Earth
upon my hands and knees
I search for these concealed gems in the dirt.
Finding only burned out rocks
I dash them against the walls of my mind
hoping to find a hidden diamond inside.
Some beautiful prose or dazzling methaphor
I long to meet my muse
upon some golden shore.
I'm left sifting through the sand
finding only fool's gold
my dreams bound and...
1055 reads
24 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2011 6:37pm
5th Nov 2011 6:37pm
Are You A Poetic Soul?
Are you a poetic soul?
seeing vistas unexplored
plunging into the valleys of deep metaphors.
Do you give birth to brand new thoughts?
blinking for the first time at the rising sun
touching the world around them with beauty you've spun.
Are you a poetic soul?
searching for like minded people to inspire you
touching your soul opening brand new doors to enter and explore.
Do you pluck daily from the tree of inspiration?
making a divine meal
for your brother and sister poets to feast from.
I look in...
seeing vistas unexplored
plunging into the valleys of deep metaphors.
Do you give birth to brand new thoughts?
blinking for the first time at the rising sun
touching the world around them with beauty you've spun.
Are you a poetic soul?
searching for like minded people to inspire you
touching your soul opening brand new doors to enter and explore.
Do you pluck daily from the tree of inspiration?
making a divine meal
for your brother and sister poets to feast from.
I look in...
1110 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2011 8:09pm
3rd Nov 2011 8:09pm
The Gloomy Room
Emptiness like a smoked cigarette
where nothing but the ashes remain
the stale smell of smoke lingering
in the air of a room enveloped by shadows
cast by the setting sun.
The gloomy room sets the tone for my soul
riddled with holes
that can't be knitted back together
pain that perforates my heart
piercing it to its core.
Reaching for the light
I stummble blindly in the dark
my soul bleeding what remains
of the ruins of my being
I...
where nothing but the ashes remain
the stale smell of smoke lingering
in the air of a room enveloped by shadows
cast by the setting sun.
The gloomy room sets the tone for my soul
riddled with holes
that can't be knitted back together
pain that perforates my heart
piercing it to its core.
Reaching for the light
I stummble blindly in the dark
my soul bleeding what remains
of the ruins of my being
I...
1303 reads
16 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2011 00:06am
2nd Nov 2011 00:06am
Tic Tac Toe With The Devil
The devil always takes center stage
in the frame work of the world as it is.
He is the X waiting to strike you out
my soul the open O an easy mark for the powers that be.
Who seek to turn me into a deranged
version of myself.
The devil is always a step ahead and a step behind
I try to box him in but this is his game.
Slippery and conniving, while I think i've got him figured out
I turn and realise i'm just shadow boxing.
He is the nexus of all evil
always making the...
in the frame work of the world as it is.
He is the X waiting to strike you out
my soul the open O an easy mark for the powers that be.
Who seek to turn me into a deranged
version of myself.
The devil is always a step ahead and a step behind
I try to box him in but this is his game.
Slippery and conniving, while I think i've got him figured out
I turn and realise i'm just shadow boxing.
He is the nexus of all evil
always making the...
1116 reads
7 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2011 9:57pm
24th Oct 2011 9:57pm
The Streets
I was thrown to the streets
for being a momma
at the age of fifteen.
Not street wise by any means
over protected
by parents who thought this was wisdom.
The first year I moved twenty five times
it was always the same
house slave or some man's play thing.
Staying in homeless shelters
I met people long on the streets
I was intrigued.
For the first time free ...
for being a momma
at the age of fifteen.
Not street wise by any means
over protected
by parents who thought this was wisdom.
The first year I moved twenty five times
it was always the same
house slave or some man's play thing.
Staying in homeless shelters
I met people long on the streets
I was intrigued.
For the first time free ...
1309 reads
14 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2011 9:16pm
24th Oct 2011 9:16pm
Addicted To Ink
I inject the pen into my arm
wait for it to register
then let the ink flow through my veins.
Spread through my body to my brain
ahhh sweet euphoria i'm writing again.
Addicted to word and ink
without it my soul is pent up and caged
my mind races and my body shakes.
I'm in love with you word and ink
thanks to you I need not pick up the needle ever again.
wait for it to register
then let the ink flow through my veins.
Spread through my body to my brain
ahhh sweet euphoria i'm writing again.
Addicted to word and ink
without it my soul is pent up and caged
my mind races and my body shakes.
I'm in love with you word and ink
thanks to you I need not pick up the needle ever again.
1353 reads
13 Comments
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