Submissions by drone
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
it is seeds that i try to sow within the words that i write
Your house
How does one
compete against
ignerance stupidity
lack of faith
that one
cannot change
the physiological
self induced pain
that one believes
will never leave
your house
of peace
compete against
ignerance stupidity
lack of faith
that one
cannot change
the physiological
self induced pain
that one believes
will never leave
your house
of peace
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Friends
If
you do not
become friends
with the lonelyness
that has become
your bed
then the twisted
Barron thoughts
that you keep within
your inner cage
will finally
break out
to become
your pain
you do not
become friends
with the lonelyness
that has become
your bed
then the twisted
Barron thoughts
that you keep within
your inner cage
will finally
break out
to become
your pain
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Neglect
It is when
you neglect
to remember
the feelings
from your past
does your present
walk
into a future
that will break
your hart
you neglect
to remember
the feelings
from your past
does your present
walk
into a future
that will break
your hart
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Sympathy
your sympathy
will always require
a system of pain
where your empathy
can connect
to the shame
that you neglect
when you project
the shallow thoughts
you refuse to represent
will always require
a system of pain
where your empathy
can connect
to the shame
that you neglect
when you project
the shallow thoughts
you refuse to represent
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I need
It is
your body
that I want
but it is not
what I need
it is what is
inside
that place
where you hide
the feelings
that make you
what you are
today
your body
that I want
but it is not
what I need
it is what is
inside
that place
where you hide
the feelings
that make you
what you are
today
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No place
Is there no place
you can see
that will bring you
back
from your knees
that will stand you up
and dust you off
before
your emotions
begin to scream
you can see
that will bring you
back
from your knees
that will stand you up
and dust you off
before
your emotions
begin to scream
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Forgotten
We see
but we don't
look
we hear
but we don't
lision
yet we can feel
our emotions
fadeing
like a forgotten echo
flowing
into the crumbling
broken thoughts
of promises made
that we refuse
to recall
to recall
but we don't
look
we hear
but we don't
lision
yet we can feel
our emotions
fadeing
like a forgotten echo
flowing
into the crumbling
broken thoughts
of promises made
that we refuse
to recall
to recall
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still Waiting
Is it not
the greed
and the weakness
that has brought about
this system
that we
our children
live in
is it not
our ignorance
and denial
that has allowed
despair
pain
and misery
to take root
deep within
where our fear of leaping
patrols our borders
where our democracy
of empathy
still waits
outside
in the rain
thats full of tears
the greed
and the weakness
that has brought about
this system
that we
our children
live in
is it not
our ignorance
and denial
that has allowed
despair
pain
and misery
to take root
deep within
where our fear of leaping
patrols our borders
where our democracy
of empathy
still waits
outside
in the rain
thats full of tears
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Poetry
Poetry is
for those
who refuse to see
the broken rhythm
of a twisted dance
that ends
in the shadows
of a broken hart
for those
who refuse to see
the broken rhythm
of a twisted dance
that ends
in the shadows
of a broken hart
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Colour
It is not the colour
of the skin
that you live in
or even
where you are born
it is
the colour
of your thoughts
that define
your state of mind
within a world
where thoughts
are becoming
colour blind
of the skin
that you live in
or even
where you are born
it is
the colour
of your thoughts
that define
your state of mind
within a world
where thoughts
are becoming
colour blind
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Strangers
Do we pass by
like strangers
within a field
that could connect us
where empathy
still trys
to touch the blind
where common sense
hangs by a thread
on a damaged bridge
that spans the cracks
between us
like strangers
within a field
that could connect us
where empathy
still trys
to touch the blind
where common sense
hangs by a thread
on a damaged bridge
that spans the cracks
between us
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Blank
Strange times come
when one begins to run
from the thoughts
that your empathy
creates
for your emotions
to finally strip away
these illusions
that keep you
in a place
where your reflection
has
no face
when one begins to run
from the thoughts
that your empathy
creates
for your emotions
to finally strip away
these illusions
that keep you
in a place
where your reflection
has
no face
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