Submissions by digital_poet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my words usually tumble in a downward slope, used to use dope, now I can cope I've eloped from the habit - see life? I grab it "Digital Poet"
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Jul 2013 8:32pm
10th Jul 2013 8:32pm
I See You There
I see you there
Shooting winks across the crowded room
With your stammer
That pause
The way you hammer me
Another cause
To fiend
For your lollipop of dreams
You know that hip swag
That 1950s curtsy
You
Whisper in my ear while
Wearing your mothers hand me down charm
That
Calms frenzies
Made up of previous
"Not tonight’s"
"My friend will get mad’s"
"And you’re too drunks"
Well I’ve bit my lip thru in frustration
Temptation is bleeding
The sensation of needing
You
Is...
Shooting winks across the crowded room
With your stammer
That pause
The way you hammer me
Another cause
To fiend
For your lollipop of dreams
You know that hip swag
That 1950s curtsy
You
Whisper in my ear while
Wearing your mothers hand me down charm
That
Calms frenzies
Made up of previous
"Not tonight’s"
"My friend will get mad’s"
"And you’re too drunks"
Well I’ve bit my lip thru in frustration
Temptation is bleeding
The sensation of needing
You
Is...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Jul 2013 2:55pm
6th Jul 2013 2:55pm
Tornado
October 29, 2009…
I lay back flat,
At the base of a tornado
Facing
A
Spiral kaleidoscope
Of glass chards
Ripped
From bits
Of misfit existence,
Twisting
At dangerous distance…
Reflections,
From my social mishap chronicles,
Fell victim,
To the prison
Of personal holocaust,
Where I was nothing more than a number in the system,
A lost vision,
Lined up at death camp
Waiting
For the methodic removal
Of my personality…
And as I lay back flat
I remember being young…
...
I lay back flat,
At the base of a tornado
Facing
A
Spiral kaleidoscope
Of glass chards
Ripped
From bits
Of misfit existence,
Twisting
At dangerous distance…
Reflections,
From my social mishap chronicles,
Fell victim,
To the prison
Of personal holocaust,
Where I was nothing more than a number in the system,
A lost vision,
Lined up at death camp
Waiting
For the methodic removal
Of my personality…
And as I lay back flat
I remember being young…
...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2013 2:54pm
6th Jul 2013 2:54pm
Strength
How can another’s opinion weaken me,
Turn me to a victim of indecency,
Or make me feel less of a man,
Like I’ve been stripped of my dignity…
How can they be right,
If I’m not wrong?
Moreover,
How can I stay strong
When I’ve been tormented for so long,
Suppressed,
By a substance’s song
If life is a two-way street,
Then why do I prolong
On this
One-way
To a dead end,
No one to trust as a friend
Who won’t condescend
On me
As I descend
To my world of pretend,
A haven,
Where I...
Turn me to a victim of indecency,
Or make me feel less of a man,
Like I’ve been stripped of my dignity…
How can they be right,
If I’m not wrong?
Moreover,
How can I stay strong
When I’ve been tormented for so long,
Suppressed,
By a substance’s song
If life is a two-way street,
Then why do I prolong
On this
One-way
To a dead end,
No one to trust as a friend
Who won’t condescend
On me
As I descend
To my world of pretend,
A haven,
Where I...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jul 2013 9:25pm
5th Jul 2013 9:25pm
Cricket Calls (AKA 'Herstory")
I see it every day,
Those hips sway
Like brush in the breeze,
Form fit jeans,
Blouse, shirts, skirts
That hurt
To imagine,
Wet jet hair
Forever
Eyelashes slashing
Over Colgate smiles,
Clicking heels,
Sexy stockings,
Shocking exposure,
Exposed shoulders that struck me
And lips that say….
Well, let’s just say
I see it every day
And every day,
I feel smaller
See, I don’t have that
Chippendale’s bod,
Abs rock hard
Or a tight plump butt,
Mine just
Needs to be...
Those hips sway
Like brush in the breeze,
Form fit jeans,
Blouse, shirts, skirts
That hurt
To imagine,
Wet jet hair
Forever
Eyelashes slashing
Over Colgate smiles,
Clicking heels,
Sexy stockings,
Shocking exposure,
Exposed shoulders that struck me
And lips that say….
Well, let’s just say
I see it every day
And every day,
I feel smaller
See, I don’t have that
Chippendale’s bod,
Abs rock hard
Or a tight plump butt,
Mine just
Needs to be...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Jul 2013 9:23pm
5th Jul 2013 9:23pm
Sick
Hi,
My name’s Adam,
And I’m an addict…
And like so many others,
I’ve watched
The smoky hot
Breath
Of death,
Pass me by,
Smelled the end
Miss me,
For no reason,
Demise,
Gave grave glares
Into my eyes
And tried,
To turn them hollow
Black,
I felt the whiplash crack
Of fate
Slash my back,
So deep,
I had to sleep,
On my stomach,
I’ve been lucky
See I was once worlds away
From these buckled knees
You see on stage,
Caged
In my own head ...
My name’s Adam,
And I’m an addict…
And like so many others,
I’ve watched
The smoky hot
Breath
Of death,
Pass me by,
Smelled the end
Miss me,
For no reason,
Demise,
Gave grave glares
Into my eyes
And tried,
To turn them hollow
Black,
I felt the whiplash crack
Of fate
Slash my back,
So deep,
I had to sleep,
On my stomach,
I’ve been lucky
See I was once worlds away
From these buckled knees
You see on stage,
Caged
In my own head ...
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