Submissions by darkcloud68
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Thought Full
Become
Become the music. Become the Melody. Become the notes, become the sea that floats,.ships and boats. Become the quotes, Become the lyrics, and the pen that wrote. Get entrenched with it.
And let becoming hang on your shoulders, like a wool coat.
Stand solid like a steel post. Become the moon and stars. And the night it host. A night of the past, becomes haunting ghost's. Become the great I am, a breaking dam, the ramming horns of a ram. The sacrifice the lamb.
Become everything and become the songs you sing the, thunder the...
And let becoming hang on your shoulders, like a wool coat.
Stand solid like a steel post. Become the moon and stars. And the night it host. A night of the past, becomes haunting ghost's. Become the great I am, a breaking dam, the ramming horns of a ram. The sacrifice the lamb.
Become everything and become the songs you sing the, thunder the...
#universe
#evolution
108 reads
5 Comments
I think of her.
I think about her,even when I don't want too. My love for her makes her unforgettable, Isn't that a song. Wow she is a sweet song that plays over and over in my head. My heart can't forget her. Nor can my flesh forget her touch, nor can my eyes forget her enchanting beauty,or her radiating smile.
Oh how do I think of her, all though I don't want too. Oh what a pain to the heart now that we are apart. And I say that I am moving on, but at snails pace. I gave her all my heart to her. True and full love no half measures. ...
Oh how do I think of her, all though I don't want too. Oh what a pain to the heart now that we are apart. And I say that I am moving on, but at snails pace. I gave her all my heart to her. True and full love no half measures. ...
#love
#strength
#forgiveness
#respect
#emotions
138 reads
1 Comment
Love Breathing
A gnat attracted to the light. A sweet song perishing into the night. A breath of life. Breath is the sweetest perfume. Oh blessed is the fly in the room. A beautiful breathe for me, a beautiful breath you. Love you. Love you. Inhale a a twisting swirling dancing love together. I would love too. I would love too. Kisses in the night teeth softy lightly bites into loves heated neck.
Creating the passion of life. The pleasure of breath. Love is breathing. Don't we love breathing no treasure discovered is more a value of...
Creating the passion of life. The pleasure of breath. Love is breathing. Don't we love breathing no treasure discovered is more a value of...
#love
#courage
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
163 reads
3 Comments
Just Flowing Here.!?/
I'm in in my pocket,flow like moon stars and rockets, I'm hotter than a electric socket, born a child into this world, and shocked it.
I saw a lost heard so I locked it. saw the most beautiful neck,so I mocked it, your mind click I unlocked it. Umm Star Trek, I knocked it out, I'm Mr. Spoc it. Knock out, you got it,
Davey had a gun and shot it had a strong drink, fell asleep and forgot about it. I assure it I have no doubt about it. Sometimes I shout about about it. I'm calming down, so no reason to be loud...
I saw a lost heard so I locked it. saw the most beautiful neck,so I mocked it, your mind click I unlocked it. Umm Star Trek, I knocked it out, I'm Mr. Spoc it. Knock out, you got it,
Davey had a gun and shot it had a strong drink, fell asleep and forgot about it. I assure it I have no doubt about it. Sometimes I shout about about it. I'm calming down, so no reason to be loud...
#dialogue
#uplifting
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
105 reads
3 Comments
What poverty Made
My struggles my pain came at the price of pleasure, had to eat at any measure. My fallen Soulja's are fallen treasures, in those streets we sworn to stand or fall together. Hustle work for every nickel or dime. I take full accountability for actions, yet poverty is the number one creator of crime. Well we just wanted the American dream, American gangster. Oh how we made America scream. Criminality oh what a American scheme. I say this is what poverty made. I am strong bold and unafraid, free under God's shining sun, may he bless my darken shade. For the life I have lived I will never...
#death
#fate
#responsibility
112 reads
5 Comments
Scorpio Thing
I am not superficial, but I am like something like a super missile. I think very deeply so I have fewer issues. I am very sensitive so I have use for tissue. I am a emotional storm so if you're on my beach of life, my big waves are sure to hit you. Yes for sure I am a Scorpio man, I am dark and mysterious and hard to understand. I play everything close to the breast so you will never peek my hand. Hard to fool see through any woman or man. I catch every lie and destroy your deceitful plan. Nothing is undercover I am super loyal, and also a super lover. I can have green eyes at times my...
#astrology
77 reads
2 Comments
Friendship
Tonight my thoughts are focus on the meaning of friendship. And what it means to be a friend to someone. I am some what distressed over it. And I will not hide the fact that I am hurt, I seem to attract undeserving friends. I am a very generous person, I am blessed with the ability to turn compassion into active action. Loyalty is a great ability that I manifest in my flesh. My love is enduring sacrificial and binding. Yet my love is met with deception, treachery, my kindness met with greed. My friendship unappreciated. I have no friends I am friends to others, that are not a friend of mine....
#BestFriend
#relationships
#friendship
147 reads
2 Comments
LIfe
They say life is hard yet it is beautiful. Life is breath magically musical. Life is being in existence and at times it can be illusional. Oh life can be terrific, direct and specific. Painful and illicit,if you have your head down lifted. If you're breathing you're gifted. Get in gear shift it. Get going get with it.
#fate
117 reads
8 Comments
Maybe Me Maybe
I was born to be free, yes little ole me, just a ripple in the sea. Who am I, maybe just a name carved into a tree. Maybe I am the sweet nectar of a flower. That stirs the buzzing of bees. Maybe I am sweet words, that makes hearts fill with glee. Maybe I am the invisible, visibility that no one could see. Maybe I am the words falling from your lips, or maybe I am a bunny hop, or maybe I am just words that sound so groovy and hip. Maybe I am the wine in your glass, or maybe the sip. Maybe I am who you say I am maybe I am not. Could it be that I am cold, until life makes me hot....
#identity
#myself
116 reads
5 Comments
Swerving in Traffic.
I'm swerving in Traffic. Alive and graphic. Loose and elastic. I murder my pain and wrapped it in plastic. Some people are born to be wild. I was born to be drastic.Beat in my head Boombastic. I catch the beat I ride it I pass it. I'm the beat and I blast it.. the world is energy, And I have the energy to match it. I am chasing my dreams. I got the energy to catch it. I plant a seed. Got the energy to hatch it. It was all a dream.yet it was all a scheme. I am swerving in Traffic. It was all a scream. Switching lanes I put it in gear. Foot to the floor driving the fear. Floating through...
#dialogue
#StreamOfConsciousness
73 reads
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I’m
I am floating down a stream. So I guess I’m a streamer. I’m glowing like the sun. So I guess I am a beamer. I’m running the night like, I am a wild mare. So you can call me a screamer. Someone said love is a dream. So guess I am a dreamer. Love boils inside of me, Im a hot passionate mist. So I guess I am a steamer. My thoughts are athletic, they come with many leaps and bounds. My heart is melodic, so I walk the earth with beats and sounds. I’m a drummer boy so I don’t let life beat me down. I’m a King on the go as I seek my...
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
#gratitude
#emotions
126 reads
3 Comments
Love Notes
Love notes, I love the way love floats. Love touches,love strokes.Love fire inspires love quotes. Love wraps me in its arms,like a love coat. Im on a love wave,sailing on a love boat. I can hear my heart laugh,at love jokes. My heart I'm tickled by love pokes. Im wet from loves falling rain. Im loved soaked. Im love rich, so I will never become love broke. Im high off love, as I inhale this love tote.
#FallingInLove
214 reads
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