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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
it is seeds that i try to sow within the words that i write
Desert citys
Deep down
inside
where people like us
hide
within the physiological
drifting desert sands
of our citys
nobody home
when we visit
just endless conversations
about plastic
situations
where our children
are given pills
before they can
even speak
as our mind
slowly
begins to drift
along the desert
towards the rift
to the oasis
where we can begin
to drink
from the hearts
of the ones
who believe
we cannot
keep living
like this
inside
where people like us
hide
within the physiological
drifting desert sands
of our citys
nobody home
when we visit
just endless conversations
about plastic
situations
where our children
are given pills
before they can
even speak
as our mind
slowly
begins to drift
along the desert
towards the rift
to the oasis
where we can begin
to drink
from the hearts
of the ones
who believe
we cannot
keep living
like this
#environment
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Magna Carta
Until
a modern day
magna carta
law of the land
is enforced
and taught
within our schools
we
and our children
will never be
free
to enjoy
the joy
of living
how it was
meant to be
a modern day
magna carta
law of the land
is enforced
and taught
within our schools
we
and our children
will never be
free
to enjoy
the joy
of living
how it was
meant to be
#children
#corruption
#LifeStruggles
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Wakeing up
Upon this road
that I now walk
this road
of doubt and fear
I face
what is
becoming clear
that I have
become
stagnant
like a hamster
on its wheel
in a cage
running
from thoughts
that invade
the reality shows
that I live by
every day
and the pain
that I feel
when I watch
my child
learning to run
on the wheel
so I walk
this road
of doubt and fear
screaming
in rage and shame
why
all those years
why
did I stay
on a wheel...
that I now walk
this road
of doubt and fear
I face
what is
becoming clear
that I have
become
stagnant
like a hamster
on its wheel
in a cage
running
from thoughts
that invade
the reality shows
that I live by
every day
and the pain
that I feel
when I watch
my child
learning to run
on the wheel
so I walk
this road
of doubt and fear
screaming
in rage and shame
why
all those years
why
did I stay
on a wheel...
#LifeAsAWriter
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A life
When you lose
what you
never really had
when you
slowly start
to understand
that when you
presume
you lose
what you
never really had
what you
never really had
when you
slowly start
to understand
that when you
presume
you lose
what you
never really had
#confessional
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Broken
It hurts
when I look
at me
when I see
all my fractured thoughts
within
my heart
that I didn't believe
my heart
that believed
in me
my heart
that tried
to set me free
my heart
that I broke
on a whim
my heart
that now screams
deep within
me
when I look
at me
when I see
all my fractured thoughts
within
my heart
that I didn't believe
my heart
that believed
in me
my heart
that tried
to set me free
my heart
that I broke
on a whim
my heart
that now screams
deep within
me
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England
Watching the shadows
within my own mind
walking this road
of my own design
wishful thinking
is my only guide
to try to break
from what I try to hide
watching the mirror
every day of the week
reflecting a face
that is really not me
trying to see
with unbiased eyes
skeletal shadows
living life
based on lies
within my mind
on the path that I walk
I cry the tears
that dissolve my thoughts
on why
did it come to this
locked within a system
that brings no peace
where common...
within my own mind
walking this road
of my own design
wishful thinking
is my only guide
to try to break
from what I try to hide
watching the mirror
every day of the week
reflecting a face
that is really not me
trying to see
with unbiased eyes
skeletal shadows
living life
based on lies
within my mind
on the path that I walk
I cry the tears
that dissolve my thoughts
on why
did it come to this
locked within a system
that brings no peace
where common...
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Breaking out
Trying to be
what I do not see
thinking things
that cannot be free
being fed
illousional facts
trying desperately
not to grind my axe
as I walk these streets
of a parody of life
watching the fear
suck humanity dry
while our children march
to the drums of the grave
as the poisoned words
declare they are safe
within the confines
of our personal cave
with our restricted feelings
on empathys screams
that twist the meanings
that chains us to our knees
while politely begging
we wish...
what I do not see
thinking things
that cannot be free
being fed
illousional facts
trying desperately
not to grind my axe
as I walk these streets
of a parody of life
watching the fear
suck humanity dry
while our children march
to the drums of the grave
as the poisoned words
declare they are safe
within the confines
of our personal cave
with our restricted feelings
on empathys screams
that twist the meanings
that chains us to our knees
while politely begging
we wish...
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There IS no turning back
Could somebody
please
help me
I cannot do it
on my own
I want to go back
along this path
back to my own
personal crossroad
where I used to sit
under this skeletal tree
of my sanity
happily comfortably
numb
watching
and believing
every word
and every thing
I see
on my TV screen
that whispers to me
on every frequency
this
is how life
really is
where you give up
your kids
to the ignorant bliss
of a life
that has
no meaning
please
help me
I cannot do it
on my own
I want to go back
along this path
back to my own
personal crossroad
where I used to sit
under this skeletal tree
of my sanity
happily comfortably
numb
watching
and believing
every word
and every thing
I see
on my TV screen
that whispers to me
on every frequency
this
is how life
really is
where you give up
your kids
to the ignorant bliss
of a life
that has
no meaning
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Forbidden Archaeology
Half seen images
ripple
past my eyes
as I watch
from within
the space between time
ancient architecture
mourning
the slow
painful death
of knowledge
ripple
past my eyes
as I watch
from within
the space between time
ancient architecture
mourning
the slow
painful death
of knowledge
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Shock
Is it not
a shock
to the system
when one believes
the moral high ground
one stands on
has now become
lower
then the ground
that one
psychology
shits on
a shock
to the system
when one believes
the moral high ground
one stands on
has now become
lower
then the ground
that one
psychology
shits on
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Arguments
If one
does not
clearly think
about a subject
how can one
Argue
about a subject
with words
that clearly show
ones understanding
like a diseased
stunted tree
has not grown
does not
clearly think
about a subject
how can one
Argue
about a subject
with words
that clearly show
ones understanding
like a diseased
stunted tree
has not grown
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Field testing
Beware
of the men
dressed in white
with their dodgy pills
and superior smiles
because one day
you might feel
the need to eat
some bodys face
of the men
dressed in white
with their dodgy pills
and superior smiles
because one day
you might feel
the need to eat
some bodys face
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