Submissions by dangerousdesires (TheVoicesAreWatching)
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2019 6:52am
3rd Sep 2019 6:52am
This Motherhood
What an interesting experience,
this so called Motherhood.
An overwhelming flood of emotions.
Emotions that I, a broken human have never felt.
What a fascinating idea,
is Motherhood.
The carrying and caring of a whole innocent.
An innocent that is part of you.
A beautiful creature who holds your eyes.
A little human who has your nose.
(Pun intended)
So helpless and completely reliant upon you.
Their Creator.
How disturbing is this,
This dark cruel world.
A world I have bared myself for.
A...
this so called Motherhood.
An overwhelming flood of emotions.
Emotions that I, a broken human have never felt.
What a fascinating idea,
is Motherhood.
The carrying and caring of a whole innocent.
An innocent that is part of you.
A beautiful creature who holds your eyes.
A little human who has your nose.
(Pun intended)
So helpless and completely reliant upon you.
Their Creator.
How disturbing is this,
This dark cruel world.
A world I have bared myself for.
A...
#motherhood
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
587 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
17th May 2019 00:28am
17th May 2019 00:28am
Nature's Vision of Love
Do you ever feel like you're floating in the sky?
Riding out the waves of happiness, watching the world go by?
Oh, yes I know much of these feelings of Bliss!
To touch my fingers to my lips, remind me! Reminisce.
Alas the clouds have always covered the sun.
Leaving me here, tearing away my someone.
You know the feeling? When spring rains turn to storms.
Making quiver and shake. Feeling unborn.
The crashing of lightning is betrayal in your mind
The roar of thunder confirmation to unbind.
All it took was a pebble...
Riding out the waves of happiness, watching the world go by?
Oh, yes I know much of these feelings of Bliss!
To touch my fingers to my lips, remind me! Reminisce.
Alas the clouds have always covered the sun.
Leaving me here, tearing away my someone.
You know the feeling? When spring rains turn to storms.
Making quiver and shake. Feeling unborn.
The crashing of lightning is betrayal in your mind
The roar of thunder confirmation to unbind.
All it took was a pebble...
#love
#betrayal
#hurt
513 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2019 2:32am
8th Apr 2019 2:32am
Let Me Save It.
So full of questions.
Emotions burning my brain like scorched earth.
Tortured with answers.
Seeing any solution to devalue my worth.
All I've known is this.
I hear your pain and your strangled life.
I still love you.
You push towards numbing to end all strife.
I've broke you.
I know this distance was my correlation.
You've killed me.
The torture we feel shares no relation.
I've been on the ledge too many times.
I'm pleading to you, take your hand in mine.
I've been under the rock that keeps you from...
Emotions burning my brain like scorched earth.
Tortured with answers.
Seeing any solution to devalue my worth.
All I've known is this.
I hear your pain and your strangled life.
I still love you.
You push towards numbing to end all strife.
I've broke you.
I know this distance was my correlation.
You've killed me.
The torture we feel shares no relation.
I've been on the ledge too many times.
I'm pleading to you, take your hand in mine.
I've been under the rock that keeps you from...
#love
#depression
712 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Nov 2018 7:51am
25th Nov 2018 7:51am
Aesop'ian Verse for the Strays.
Gather my friends! Let me spin you a story!
With intrigue deluxe, and details so gory.
Pain, deception, loss and passion.
Quite an interesting tale, from a very dark passage.
Not long ago, indeed it is true.
Lived a pretty young mouse, a youthful shrew.
This mouse loved a rat who protected his so fair.
His only crime was love. Beyond all compare.
But the mouse loved to scurry and hide in the corners.
The rat, wiser, did try to warn her.
But she scampered and strayed.
Poor sweet rat betrayed.
A youthful...
With intrigue deluxe, and details so gory.
Pain, deception, loss and passion.
Quite an interesting tale, from a very dark passage.
Not long ago, indeed it is true.
Lived a pretty young mouse, a youthful shrew.
This mouse loved a rat who protected his so fair.
His only crime was love. Beyond all compare.
But the mouse loved to scurry and hide in the corners.
The rat, wiser, did try to warn her.
But she scampered and strayed.
Poor sweet rat betrayed.
A youthful...
#love
533 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Apr 2018 9:38pm
11th Apr 2018 9:38pm
He Lost It
The shaking. Does it ever stop?
Enough is enough! He shouts!
His head hurts so fucking bad he'll drop.
He feels himself receding into a puddle of self doubt.
Please just leave! She begs.
She can't see him suffer anymore.
In the process of trying to save herself
She has to show him the door.
Violence is never the answer,
but life has never been simple.
Maybe the complexity in which they live
Barely causes a ripple.
He's scaring me. She thinks
But he'd never hurt her. This is a fact.
She couldn't put it...
Enough is enough! He shouts!
His head hurts so fucking bad he'll drop.
He feels himself receding into a puddle of self doubt.
Please just leave! She begs.
She can't see him suffer anymore.
In the process of trying to save herself
She has to show him the door.
Violence is never the answer,
but life has never been simple.
Maybe the complexity in which they live
Barely causes a ripple.
He's scaring me. She thinks
But he'd never hurt her. This is a fact.
She couldn't put it...
#dark
909 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 10:50pm
18th Mar 2018 10:50pm
The Duality of Self
Struggling to think or write.
Ballistic in mind, thinking I'm never right.
Distracted by the pain I've pushed down. Never understanding why I've worn emotions like a frown.
Thinking you treat us. .oh so nice.
I'm distracted by the stars in the night.
Do you really see and feel as I do?
Feeling the ravines of spirit. Feel them true.
I've been better than this for so many years
But still I endure so many tears
The lives we lead should be distant at best.
The crutch on my heart is the worst kind of hex.
Put me up....
Ballistic in mind, thinking I'm never right.
Distracted by the pain I've pushed down. Never understanding why I've worn emotions like a frown.
Thinking you treat us. .oh so nice.
I'm distracted by the stars in the night.
Do you really see and feel as I do?
Feeling the ravines of spirit. Feel them true.
I've been better than this for so many years
But still I endure so many tears
The lives we lead should be distant at best.
The crutch on my heart is the worst kind of hex.
Put me up....
#love
#dark
630 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Dec 2016 10:30am
24th Dec 2016 10:30am
A Server's Lament
Can you please tell me the source of my frustration?
Dealing with trivial matters takes much preservation.
Try to understand arrogance with no reservation.
It's eating me away, a carnivorous creature with a hunger for my patience.
Throwing myself into a facade for monetary recompense.
I'm selling a fake laugh and a pretty smile; if you like it, it costs twenty percent.
Now, pray tell; My voices have plenty of answers.
Why do these people wear on my nerves like an obnoxious cancer.
Cutting and Catty, they're less attractive exotic dancers.
...
Dealing with trivial matters takes much preservation.
Try to understand arrogance with no reservation.
It's eating me away, a carnivorous creature with a hunger for my patience.
Throwing myself into a facade for monetary recompense.
I'm selling a fake laugh and a pretty smile; if you like it, it costs twenty percent.
Now, pray tell; My voices have plenty of answers.
Why do these people wear on my nerves like an obnoxious cancer.
Cutting and Catty, they're less attractive exotic dancers.
...
621 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Apr 2016 00:28am
12th Apr 2016 00:28am
A Love Who Can Not Be Reached
Looking all around him, distaste on his tongue.
He can't stand these fucking people, ready to be done.
He wants to paint the walls brain matter gray.
Always asking when will it be his day.
Craving his own death, believing himself a martyr.
Knowing with nothing else, his soul he can barter.
One more crack and he'll break, no one else can see.
One more crack and he'll break, then we'll all see.
Finally finding the paint brush of his dreams.
Creating a Rembrandt of his silent screams.
Fading fast, he's here no more.
Grey and...
He can't stand these fucking people, ready to be done.
He wants to paint the walls brain matter gray.
Always asking when will it be his day.
Craving his own death, believing himself a martyr.
Knowing with nothing else, his soul he can barter.
One more crack and he'll break, no one else can see.
One more crack and he'll break, then we'll all see.
Finally finding the paint brush of his dreams.
Creating a Rembrandt of his silent screams.
Fading fast, he's here no more.
Grey and...
787 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Feb 2016 6:37am
20th Feb 2016 6:37am
It Is What It Will Be
Watching above seeing myself.
Clothed in a blanket of madness.
Holding myself together.
Preparing for the next wave of sadness.
Love found, a quilt of warm.
Laying in a bed of pity.
Cool to the cheek, it's quite refreshing.
Staring out a window at a despicable city.
Floating above in a cloud of discontent.
You'll never see my mind.
Luckily you're blind.
Since I'm full of graphic content.
I so hoped you were different.
A shining knight if you may.
But your regressions never recompensed.
My mind in disarray.
...
Clothed in a blanket of madness.
Holding myself together.
Preparing for the next wave of sadness.
Love found, a quilt of warm.
Laying in a bed of pity.
Cool to the cheek, it's quite refreshing.
Staring out a window at a despicable city.
Floating above in a cloud of discontent.
You'll never see my mind.
Luckily you're blind.
Since I'm full of graphic content.
I so hoped you were different.
A shining knight if you may.
But your regressions never recompensed.
My mind in disarray.
...
768 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2015 11:31am
11th Jul 2015 11:31am
The Confusing Race
Everything is at war.
The mind battles the heart
The body fights the soul.
Primal urges compel us
Words defeat or build
Actions prove and lie
So is everything two-sided?
Does everything lie?
Why is human synonymous with mistakes?
I can not tell you why.
Why everything is a tornado of chaos and relief.
Why our philosophy is love, but we endorse war.
Life is a barrage of bullets and rain
An onslaught of love and pain.
And a desire for unstable and sane.
We are confusing beings, us humans.
But I wouldn't...
The mind battles the heart
The body fights the soul.
Primal urges compel us
Words defeat or build
Actions prove and lie
So is everything two-sided?
Does everything lie?
Why is human synonymous with mistakes?
I can not tell you why.
Why everything is a tornado of chaos and relief.
Why our philosophy is love, but we endorse war.
Life is a barrage of bullets and rain
An onslaught of love and pain.
And a desire for unstable and sane.
We are confusing beings, us humans.
But I wouldn't...
711 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jan 2015 4:25am
26th Jan 2015 4:25am
Monotony
Continuing their petty lives;
Just to return to a dysfunctional life.
Pretending that everything is okay
Only living life day to day.
Don't question the barrage of sounds
Even as bodies fall to the ground
Life is funny but nothing matters?
Depression or denial, they choose the latter.
So there are blank faces all around.
Staring in silence as their country burns down.
Just to return to a dysfunctional life.
Pretending that everything is okay
Only living life day to day.
Don't question the barrage of sounds
Even as bodies fall to the ground
Life is funny but nothing matters?
Depression or denial, they choose the latter.
So there are blank faces all around.
Staring in silence as their country burns down.
757 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2014 6:29pm
2nd Oct 2014 6:29pm
Necessary Punishment
I can't deal with crying anymore.
The weakness I feel...
I want it to go away
The pain...
When does it end?
I can't stop the flood of tears.
They begin again and again.
I can't stop...
until I am stopped.
By force.
Pull a blade across my skin.
To punish the tears
The weakness I feel...
I want it to go away
The pain...
When does it end?
I can't stop the flood of tears.
They begin again and again.
I can't stop...
until I am stopped.
By force.
Pull a blade across my skin.
To punish the tears
788 reads
8 Comments
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