Submissions by drogedarain (CriticalMass)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Jaded? No … Death Wish? Maybe … Sharp Tongue? Definitely … Must tread on me at own risk!"
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th May 2012 1:35am
30th May 2012 1:35am
Letting Of Words
Oh words, Oh thoughts, flying through my mind
like a vibrantly colored kite in a glorious
instant and the next traveling like a sloth,,,
I struggle some days to let you out,,,
I flourish other days spreading my words
freely about,,,
You make me happy and put enormous smiles
upon my face,,,
You make me sad streaming tears down my
cheeks,,,
You help strangers to come to grips with
their pain,,,
You help them at times to ease back into
the reality they lost,,,
You make those without hope find closure,,,
The sharing of words is my gift...
like a vibrantly colored kite in a glorious
instant and the next traveling like a sloth,,,
I struggle some days to let you out,,,
I flourish other days spreading my words
freely about,,,
You make me happy and put enormous smiles
upon my face,,,
You make me sad streaming tears down my
cheeks,,,
You help strangers to come to grips with
their pain,,,
You help them at times to ease back into
the reality they lost,,,
You make those without hope find closure,,,
The sharing of words is my gift...
711 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
30th May 2012 00:34am
30th May 2012 00:34am
Eternally Safe
He always believed without reservation she would outlive him…
Yet, there he stood looking through the gates of the cemetery
once more, as he had done many times in the recent days since she left
him that ill fated afternoon and was laid to rest in what was now her new
home away from his side...
Clutching a bag filled with her fondest of memories of the
times that they shared, with the most unspeakable daze painted
upon his face, wiping away the many tears that now fall so endlessly…
The flowers on her grave were so vibrant and fresh,
just...
Yet, there he stood looking through the gates of the cemetery
once more, as he had done many times in the recent days since she left
him that ill fated afternoon and was laid to rest in what was now her new
home away from his side...
Clutching a bag filled with her fondest of memories of the
times that they shared, with the most unspeakable daze painted
upon his face, wiping away the many tears that now fall so endlessly…
The flowers on her grave were so vibrant and fresh,
just...
649 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th May 2012 4:58am
29th May 2012 4:58am
~My Favorite Pen~
Oh my favorite pen, from it’s tip
My life blood flows,,,
Without you I can’t convey even
The simplest of thoughts…
Without you pen I would be so
Hopeless and lost…
Paper is easy to find as any piece will do,
But a pen like mine, is more than hard to find…
I dread the day your ink runs dry,
As it will take many days and
Many nights to find another that remotely compares…
I will scribble and scrabble useless words
On a page, until I feel the bond that me
And my favorite pen once felt…
It is a love affair of the best kind...
My life blood flows,,,
Without you I can’t convey even
The simplest of thoughts…
Without you pen I would be so
Hopeless and lost…
Paper is easy to find as any piece will do,
But a pen like mine, is more than hard to find…
I dread the day your ink runs dry,
As it will take many days and
Many nights to find another that remotely compares…
I will scribble and scrabble useless words
On a page, until I feel the bond that me
And my favorite pen once felt…
It is a love affair of the best kind...
799 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th May 2012 2:22am
29th May 2012 2:22am
Colors Of Change
Colors of change; As this pain rushes
through my chest and my vision fades to black,
death feels immanent,,,
Colors of change flash as vivid revelations in
my mind,,,
All the things I want to do and see,
hoping I’ll still have the chance if I make
it out alive,,,
This jolt has me amply awake to what's really
of great magnitude to me,,,
Colors of change tame my soul,,,
I want to leave nothing left unsaid, lest
tomorrow never comes,,,
through my chest and my vision fades to black,
death feels immanent,,,
Colors of change flash as vivid revelations in
my mind,,,
All the things I want to do and see,
hoping I’ll still have the chance if I make
it out alive,,,
This jolt has me amply awake to what's really
of great magnitude to me,,,
Colors of change tame my soul,,,
I want to leave nothing left unsaid, lest
tomorrow never comes,,,
709 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd May 2012 5:29am
23rd May 2012 5:29am
Enema From The Bullshit In Life
746 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd May 2012 2:01am
23rd May 2012 2:01am
~COLD WAR~
This is a cold war you better know
what you're fighting for~!!!
Come to me; I demand respect~!!!
I demand that you know what I stand for~!!!
I’ll Suckle your cock as you Suckle my vagina,,,
Lick me from head to toe with your intelligence ...
I will lick you in return if indeed you
can make my mind burn with the utmost desire~!!!
I will please you in ways no one ever has,
OR EVER WILL...
Plummet you into the depths of this passion I hold
for you alone....
Come to me; this is a cold war and you better
know...
what you're fighting for~!!!
Come to me; I demand respect~!!!
I demand that you know what I stand for~!!!
I’ll Suckle your cock as you Suckle my vagina,,,
Lick me from head to toe with your intelligence ...
I will lick you in return if indeed you
can make my mind burn with the utmost desire~!!!
I will please you in ways no one ever has,
OR EVER WILL...
Plummet you into the depths of this passion I hold
for you alone....
Come to me; this is a cold war and you better
know...
1055 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd May 2012 4:37am
22nd May 2012 4:37am
~In My Eyes~
In my eyes you are Golden, forever Golden My Love…
In my eyes you are perfection…
In my eyes you are the epitome of love…
In my eyes you are the most beautiful soul…
In my eyes you are the sun that lights my days…
In my eyes you are the stars and moon that light the darkest of nights….
In my eyes you are everything…
In my eyes you are my completion…
In my eyes you are so wondrous to behold…
In my eyes you are what others have failed to recognize…
In my eyes you are the one...
In my eyes you are perfection…
In my eyes you are the epitome of love…
In my eyes you are the most beautiful soul…
In my eyes you are the sun that lights my days…
In my eyes you are the stars and moon that light the darkest of nights….
In my eyes you are everything…
In my eyes you are my completion…
In my eyes you are so wondrous to behold…
In my eyes you are what others have failed to recognize…
In my eyes you are the one...
1429 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd May 2012 3:08am
22nd May 2012 3:08am
~Sunrise To The Blind~
I’ve been blind since birth or so they say~
I have missed nothing; not even the most beautiful
of sunrises…
I feel the rays cast upon my skin in the early morns
light the warmth is so delightful…
Who is anyone to say I’m blind…
The sun peaks daily and I’m there to see and feel
all it has to offer me…
The visuals you have are nothing compared to what
I experience…
You can’t even begin to know the depth in which I
receive things most to often the sighted take for
granted…
I know every move the sun makes…
Each mile it stretches to light...
I have missed nothing; not even the most beautiful
of sunrises…
I feel the rays cast upon my skin in the early morns
light the warmth is so delightful…
Who is anyone to say I’m blind…
The sun peaks daily and I’m there to see and feel
all it has to offer me…
The visuals you have are nothing compared to what
I experience…
You can’t even begin to know the depth in which I
receive things most to often the sighted take for
granted…
I know every move the sun makes…
Each mile it stretches to light...
643 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st May 2012 6:49pm
21st May 2012 6:49pm
~Circumstance~
Tranquility is not the essence of life unfortunately;
Children are not joyful because they have no
problems, rather because they choose to play
and have fun regardless of circumstance….
Why as adults must we allow ones self to be
overwhelmed with circumstance, to be consumed
to the point of insanity…
Consumed by things, that 'appear' to be the point
of no return…
Chin up, dance and play with delight in all
things in life…
Someone is depending on you, someone needs you
more than you...
Children are not joyful because they have no
problems, rather because they choose to play
and have fun regardless of circumstance….
Why as adults must we allow ones self to be
overwhelmed with circumstance, to be consumed
to the point of insanity…
Consumed by things, that 'appear' to be the point
of no return…
Chin up, dance and play with delight in all
things in life…
Someone is depending on you, someone needs you
more than you...
605 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
18th May 2012 5:52pm
18th May 2012 5:52pm
Do I Surrender
Chemicals flow through my gray matter,
some gingerly trickle like serene mountain streams,,,
Others rush and collide like a swollen rivers rage against its banks,
Concocting emotions, desires and often insanity,,,
There is no cure for this anomaly, that seems to occur daily,
it all began so smooth and blissful as a child,,,
As age progressively takes me over with no option,
these rushes of chemicals seem to be taking me hostage,,,
Voices they come and go grasping each tendril tightly, though
at times ever so softly, caressing and...
some gingerly trickle like serene mountain streams,,,
Others rush and collide like a swollen rivers rage against its banks,
Concocting emotions, desires and often insanity,,,
There is no cure for this anomaly, that seems to occur daily,
it all began so smooth and blissful as a child,,,
As age progressively takes me over with no option,
these rushes of chemicals seem to be taking me hostage,,,
Voices they come and go grasping each tendril tightly, though
at times ever so softly, caressing and...
657 reads
0 Comments
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