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!"
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2012 2:06pm
22nd Feb 2012 2:06pm
Lessons To Learn
The views of the world aren’t always mine,
yet they’ve managed to stand this test
called time…
Thrashing around in various bushes,
hidden are angels and demons sporting
gold wings and toothed nooses, most
become smitten in the latter of these two…
With these trumped-up ideologies and
notions that appear to get them from
beginning to end.
They sit alone in macabre existence,
when wanting nothing more than the
path of least resistance. .
How they manage I’ve often wondered,
for me death would be the best option
or would it?...
yet they’ve managed to stand this test
called time…
Thrashing around in various bushes,
hidden are angels and demons sporting
gold wings and toothed nooses, most
become smitten in the latter of these two…
With these trumped-up ideologies and
notions that appear to get them from
beginning to end.
They sit alone in macabre existence,
when wanting nothing more than the
path of least resistance. .
How they manage I’ve often wondered,
for me death would be the best option
or would it?...
606 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2012 2:37am
22nd Feb 2012 2:37am
Embrace Insanity
Embrace Insanity:
For one day it will be your theme...
All the voices you hear inside aren't
figments of your imagination,
they've come to scoff your soul alive...
To expunge all that was once you, leaving
behind a vacant hull of desiccated skin
and shattered bones.
This insanity has you in deep despair, your
lungs are pruned, unable to take in a liter
of air, you're now gasping, choking in
graven anguish..
You wish those voices you heard would've went
away but they're there to stay.. ...
For one day it will be your theme...
All the voices you hear inside aren't
figments of your imagination,
they've come to scoff your soul alive...
To expunge all that was once you, leaving
behind a vacant hull of desiccated skin
and shattered bones.
This insanity has you in deep despair, your
lungs are pruned, unable to take in a liter
of air, you're now gasping, choking in
graven anguish..
You wish those voices you heard would've went
away but they're there to stay.. ...
648 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Feb 2012 11:30pm
21st Feb 2012 11:30pm
Without You
Emotions run high and so am I…
Consuming things to relinquish this never
ending sting.
With you I don’t need them, you make me
absolute…
Without you I need something to numb my core…
Penetrating and searching my mind never to
obtain any gain…
Why must you have this hold on my soul?
Why can’t you just let me thrive and grow alone?
Your selfishness is so apparent, you just
won’t stop until you inflict permanent
damage to my heart..
You coming and going has torn my world
further apart…
These consumptions’ must continue, ...
Consuming things to relinquish this never
ending sting.
With you I don’t need them, you make me
absolute…
Without you I need something to numb my core…
Penetrating and searching my mind never to
obtain any gain…
Why must you have this hold on my soul?
Why can’t you just let me thrive and grow alone?
Your selfishness is so apparent, you just
won’t stop until you inflict permanent
damage to my heart..
You coming and going has torn my world
further apart…
These consumptions’ must continue, ...
658 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Feb 2012 2:29pm
21st Feb 2012 2:29pm
Progress
The depths of hell have ravaged my soul...
Society has always forgotten this simple rule,
love and family is what it takes not without
God and full of fakes.
Keeping my values and heart where they belong,
not in the cesspool of societal wrongs.
Progress is something we all want to achieve,
but choosing the right path isn’t effortless
as it seems.
The world tried to conquer me time and time again.
My progress will in turn, surmount the worlds
ability to win.
Society has always forgotten this simple rule,
love and family is what it takes not without
God and full of fakes.
Keeping my values and heart where they belong,
not in the cesspool of societal wrongs.
Progress is something we all want to achieve,
but choosing the right path isn’t effortless
as it seems.
The world tried to conquer me time and time again.
My progress will in turn, surmount the worlds
ability to win.
580 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Feb 2012 1:59pm
21st Feb 2012 1:59pm
Hidden Love
The most painful type of love there is:
Is love left unknown, a love that
cannot be expressed affection left unsown .
A love that hides behind a mask of merriment
and glee.
Yet all that’s felt down deep inside is
pain and misery.
It’s a love that tries to hide away how much
it really cares.
It keeps locked up in its heart the feeling
that flows there.
This love withholds touching afraid of what
it would say.
The most dreadful thing about hidden love
is that it never fades away.
Is love left unknown, a love that
cannot be expressed affection left unsown .
A love that hides behind a mask of merriment
and glee.
Yet all that’s felt down deep inside is
pain and misery.
It’s a love that tries to hide away how much
it really cares.
It keeps locked up in its heart the feeling
that flows there.
This love withholds touching afraid of what
it would say.
The most dreadful thing about hidden love
is that it never fades away.
859 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Feb 2012 5:16am
21st Feb 2012 5:16am
Where Do We Go From Here?
You warned me from the start that I needed to
run while I had a chance..
I didn’t heed those warnings and fell face
first into your arms and it wasn’t by mere chance…
Time is dragging on not knowing where we stand…
I want nothing more than to be your
lover and best friend…
Did you forget all that you said? Did you
forget me because I left?
This move was for my daughters sake , I
wish it were just a dream and that soon
I shall awaken…
Even though we are miles apart nothing
will ever take your...
767 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 11:09pm
20th Feb 2012 11:09pm
What is our purpose or do we need to know?
What is our purpose or do we need to know?
Why is it that we cannot just seem to go
with the flow?
Sailing through life on our hopes and our
dreams not planning or scheming just
floating on wings, hovering around like
the moon or the sun, taking each day
just as it comes...
Wish upon that star and make it come
true for the power lay within no one but you...
So sail on your wings with all of your
might and never miss a chance to take a flight...
Do not plan or scheme just live your dreams
gliding through life like a hawk with silk...
Why is it that we cannot just seem to go
with the flow?
Sailing through life on our hopes and our
dreams not planning or scheming just
floating on wings, hovering around like
the moon or the sun, taking each day
just as it comes...
Wish upon that star and make it come
true for the power lay within no one but you...
So sail on your wings with all of your
might and never miss a chance to take a flight...
Do not plan or scheme just live your dreams
gliding through life like a hawk with silk...
704 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 4:18am
20th Feb 2012 4:18am
This Thing I call Life..
This thing I call life is dissipating my very being,
killing me slowly…
This thing I call life is one of making others
feel loved and not as much about me as others seem
to perceive..
I sell myself short and find myself running
for cover when love is shown
or even its shadow casts my way.
Why is this so easy to do, when
I can’t stand the thought of another feeling
unloved or enduring an ounce of pain?
We all desire love and thrive on its very essence,
everyone seems so readily to dismiss it.
I want to feel love caress my soul, like...
killing me slowly…
This thing I call life is one of making others
feel loved and not as much about me as others seem
to perceive..
I sell myself short and find myself running
for cover when love is shown
or even its shadow casts my way.
Why is this so easy to do, when
I can’t stand the thought of another feeling
unloved or enduring an ounce of pain?
We all desire love and thrive on its very essence,
everyone seems so readily to dismiss it.
I want to feel love caress my soul, like...
571 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2012 4:25am
13th Feb 2012 4:25am
Look Around
Look around what do you see?
Disease, desolation and mass tragedies.
The world is in shambles, so many in deep
despair just trying to get a breath of fresh air...
Look around what do you see? Nothing but
sadness on the faces of most on the streets.
The ones that are smiling are putting on their
greatest show, trying to appear fresh and relaxed
and hope nobody knows.
Look around what do you see? People pretending
to love one another so endlessly...
When all the while it's nothing but a game, one
that causes many deaths and never...
Disease, desolation and mass tragedies.
The world is in shambles, so many in deep
despair just trying to get a breath of fresh air...
Look around what do you see? Nothing but
sadness on the faces of most on the streets.
The ones that are smiling are putting on their
greatest show, trying to appear fresh and relaxed
and hope nobody knows.
Look around what do you see? People pretending
to love one another so endlessly...
When all the while it's nothing but a game, one
that causes many deaths and never...
700 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Feb 2012 5:57am
4th Feb 2012 5:57am
Out Of Tragedy Beauty Does Rise
Know your children well and listen when they speak~!
Let them know your always there and to never
fear telling anything they know or hear.
Out of tragedy beauty does rise,
Like morning mist rising from the calm waters of an
otherwise lonesome, latent pond
Look here inside of me, for there is where, you will see
How my past has haunted and tortured me.
These fears I have will they ever go away
Can I ever feel happiness, or am I to perdure in
agonizing pain
Through my hearts words, may I find true solace!
Out of...
Let them know your always there and to never
fear telling anything they know or hear.
Out of tragedy beauty does rise,
Like morning mist rising from the calm waters of an
otherwise lonesome, latent pond
Look here inside of me, for there is where, you will see
How my past has haunted and tortured me.
These fears I have will they ever go away
Can I ever feel happiness, or am I to perdure in
agonizing pain
Through my hearts words, may I find true solace!
Out of...
783 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2012 3:18am
4th Feb 2012 3:18am
Storms Of The Soul
Storms of the soul raging so out of control.
Is it fantasy or reality you feel or is it just another one of lives little quagmires and spiels?
You tell me I need to know, so I can continue to blossom and grow.
Will your heart ever really be free, from the one you loved before me?
Are there secrets you’re hiding or merely scared like me?
Storms of the soul raging so out of control, let him know so he can tell me.
Is it fantasy or reality you feel or is it just another one of lives little quagmires and spiels?
Is it fantasy or reality you feel or is it just another one of lives little quagmires and spiels?
You tell me I need to know, so I can continue to blossom and grow.
Will your heart ever really be free, from the one you loved before me?
Are there secrets you’re hiding or merely scared like me?
Storms of the soul raging so out of control, let him know so he can tell me.
Is it fantasy or reality you feel or is it just another one of lives little quagmires and spiels?
671 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2012 8:45pm
3rd Feb 2012 8:45pm
You f**king Lose
Never mind I give up, I now see you only wanted a good fuck.
I love you flowed from your lips without care.
You're a fucking prick that I’ll leave with no air.
Gasping and gurgling with such a shocked stare.
You started this shit, and now I’ll be the one to finish it.
Your love was a ruse, your master plan, imagined through
your consumption of narcotics and booze..
Guess what? You; yes you; you fucking lose...
I love you flowed from your lips without care.
You're a fucking prick that I’ll leave with no air.
Gasping and gurgling with such a shocked stare.
You started this shit, and now I’ll be the one to finish it.
Your love was a ruse, your master plan, imagined through
your consumption of narcotics and booze..
Guess what? You; yes you; you fucking lose...
628 reads
2 Comments
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