Submissions by etroPaL_noveD
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Versatile. Please feed the ever evolving me. Poetry is to be free, never mastered.
DRUGS POEM
Published
14th May 2017 5:00am
14th May 2017 5:00am
Dance Of Delirium Reality
Within the first turn
I in split seconds
became un-to me,
H O V E R I N G
over reality
Thought back!
Back into mind,
what passed for hours hysteria
was little but minutes of time.
Looked towards feet
and used those memories
for guide,
yet drawn forcefully to seat
when darkness
mustn't impede
manipulating
mentality,
but the heart is light ...
I in split seconds
became un-to me,
H O V E R I N G
over reality
Thought back!
Back into mind,
what passed for hours hysteria
was little but minutes of time.
Looked towards feet
and used those memories
for guide,
yet drawn forcefully to seat
when darkness
mustn't impede
manipulating
mentality,
but the heart is light ...
810 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th May 2017 4:50am
14th May 2017 4:50am
It's Just Flesh
The heavy shades close
over windows to souls,
Watching black nothingness
body numbs, mind controls
I, I think of her
or dream.....
When loveless young
ventured worlds
with a shining new sword,
Readied
to poke at will
murder, kill
disposed flesh
except then, it was tissue and bone
without thought....
Might as well of'v been machines;
The kiss has
and will always be
the tell, that fits a tale
for two tied tongues to tangle~babel
over...
over windows to souls,
Watching black nothingness
body numbs, mind controls
I, I think of her
or dream.....
When loveless young
ventured worlds
with a shining new sword,
Readied
to poke at will
murder, kill
disposed flesh
except then, it was tissue and bone
without thought....
Might as well of'v been machines;
The kiss has
and will always be
the tell, that fits a tale
for two tied tongues to tangle~babel
over...
715 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Jul 2016 9:36pm
25th Jul 2016 9:36pm
Let Me In
The mind's door is locked,
yet here I stand
knocking...no, banging
on another.
"Let me in?"
My voice slips out
nervously calm on a line but thin,
"I'm a good listener and no short of helpful when it comes to life and advice."
Speaking relentless in more of a confident tone I begin,
to hear me repeat myself, "Please....let me in!"
Clamoring tumblers
of the locks opening chore,
still.....no answer
from a certain sought someone
behind this fortress door.
A certain someone who wishes then...
yet here I stand
knocking...no, banging
on another.
"Let me in?"
My voice slips out
nervously calm on a line but thin,
"I'm a good listener and no short of helpful when it comes to life and advice."
Speaking relentless in more of a confident tone I begin,
to hear me repeat myself, "Please....let me in!"
Clamoring tumblers
of the locks opening chore,
still.....no answer
from a certain sought someone
behind this fortress door.
A certain someone who wishes then...
735 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jul 2016 1:23am
1st Jul 2016 1:23am
Parasitic Compunction
Step out-
side
sauna misted morning air
Back room boiler
man, sits theater style
World viewed
window,
wealthy amidst
Credenza
fashion, fathoming paper memories
Why.......
There's no place for a desk.
Gun or not to head,
shape-
shifting voice
guides along triggered decisions
What?
What now?
What,
makes thee reasons right?
O' inner self safe-
away
from exterior schorched trench sensations,
Perceive feelings
Press!
Red button emergencies green
be a go
all chilly night's debauchery,...
side
sauna misted morning air
Back room boiler
man, sits theater style
World viewed
window,
wealthy amidst
Credenza
fashion, fathoming paper memories
Why.......
There's no place for a desk.
Gun or not to head,
shape-
shifting voice
guides along triggered decisions
What?
What now?
What,
makes thee reasons right?
O' inner self safe-
away
from exterior schorched trench sensations,
Perceive feelings
Press!
Red button emergencies green
be a go
all chilly night's debauchery,...
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STORY POEM
Published
1st Jul 2016 1:12am
1st Jul 2016 1:12am
Tits & Tragedies
Time
Thee unfortunate
Upon houses
In any name,
Wolves attack lions
Unaware of the dragons
Who plan on burning them
All alive.
~~~~~~~
Eyes open
Look on from thy back,
Every crooked smile
Realizes truth in straight teeth,
No one's trustworthy
As far as any noble lord
Or bottom feeder, who could give a flying fruit.
~~~~~~~
Crows
Pick at the bones
But don't eat of
Men's brains,
Each one of these
Hydra heads whirl
In illuminated darkness
Casting out reflection
Through layers beheading
What...
Thee unfortunate
Upon houses
In any name,
Wolves attack lions
Unaware of the dragons
Who plan on burning them
All alive.
~~~~~~~
Eyes open
Look on from thy back,
Every crooked smile
Realizes truth in straight teeth,
No one's trustworthy
As far as any noble lord
Or bottom feeder, who could give a flying fruit.
~~~~~~~
Crows
Pick at the bones
But don't eat of
Men's brains,
Each one of these
Hydra heads whirl
In illuminated darkness
Casting out reflection
Through layers beheading
What...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Apr 2016 2:29pm
24th Apr 2016 2:29pm
An Animal Or Insomniac
Oh did ever see
Night lay snoring?
Bet...
It yawn
Before I met
Dawn.
Early morning hours slumber
Are for dreamers
And exhibitionist screamers,
Im neither
So shall thee part with day
With fresh good tidings of morning
Vampire's schedule followed,
Nocturnally turned
Towards darkness;
Where sin is flaunted
Under black blanketed covers.
********
Though I've urge
To moon howl
And a hard to reach itch
In need of scratch,
Low in wait
Blind,
Vision enhance
At return of black;
Hear another...
Night lay snoring?
Bet...
It yawn
Before I met
Dawn.
Early morning hours slumber
Are for dreamers
And exhibitionist screamers,
Im neither
So shall thee part with day
With fresh good tidings of morning
Vampire's schedule followed,
Nocturnally turned
Towards darkness;
Where sin is flaunted
Under black blanketed covers.
********
Though I've urge
To moon howl
And a hard to reach itch
In need of scratch,
Low in wait
Blind,
Vision enhance
At return of black;
Hear another...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Apr 2016 4:34am
20th Apr 2016 4:34am
Tales Of The Night Watching
Darkness fell upon me
Like belly flopping
Into monumental love
A weight
I was never able to manage
Therefore the black
Is lonely with I
And sleep elludes
As laughing children never wanting to stop
Their hard at play.
Wrestling with blankets
That seemingly have me pinned,
While thick head of stone sinks
Like a rock through clouds of pillows;
Im awake, and sounds of dead silence night
Draw me to at last steal a peek
Out my window to the world.
At three A.M. stillness....
Life was what I dreamed of this time
To be...
Like belly flopping
Into monumental love
A weight
I was never able to manage
Therefore the black
Is lonely with I
And sleep elludes
As laughing children never wanting to stop
Their hard at play.
Wrestling with blankets
That seemingly have me pinned,
While thick head of stone sinks
Like a rock through clouds of pillows;
Im awake, and sounds of dead silence night
Draw me to at last steal a peek
Out my window to the world.
At three A.M. stillness....
Life was what I dreamed of this time
To be...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Apr 2016 12:52pm
15th Apr 2016 12:52pm
Freedom Runners
They took to hill
As dashing beasts,
Fitting for a meal
Although the incline
Was a foothill to a mountain;
And mountains
Can be monsters,
Putting to rest those childish fears
We find their eagle souls soaring,
Breasting
The nipple of Dante's infernal peak
Where finish line of time
Awaits with victory milk.
No more
Meticulous fields of slave,
Now open doors
Can furnish
Bigger, and better tables of wood
Where......
Worthy men's meals can be
Served, greeted with bigger smiles;
And we are all better...
Than...
As dashing beasts,
Fitting for a meal
Although the incline
Was a foothill to a mountain;
And mountains
Can be monsters,
Putting to rest those childish fears
We find their eagle souls soaring,
Breasting
The nipple of Dante's infernal peak
Where finish line of time
Awaits with victory milk.
No more
Meticulous fields of slave,
Now open doors
Can furnish
Bigger, and better tables of wood
Where......
Worthy men's meals can be
Served, greeted with bigger smiles;
And we are all better...
Than...
610 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2016 4:58pm
11th Apr 2016 4:58pm
The Place Where Sorrows Hold
This place,
Is where sorrows hold
Any bussiness than mine
Be for trouble some souls
Drinks are plenty
Without plenty of cheer
Thrown back
In warm distaste
If sipped, it's done upon cold request.
What is this
Common ground?
Mad minds who thought
To possess the world,
Now pinching pennies
To quench their demons
Silently......
While pale darkness plays
Melancholy tunes
Paired in companion
With failure moods;
Stale smoke finds the nose, still...
Letting on at lighting up another,
If the livers fucked...
Is where sorrows hold
Any bussiness than mine
Be for trouble some souls
Drinks are plenty
Without plenty of cheer
Thrown back
In warm distaste
If sipped, it's done upon cold request.
What is this
Common ground?
Mad minds who thought
To possess the world,
Now pinching pennies
To quench their demons
Silently......
While pale darkness plays
Melancholy tunes
Paired in companion
With failure moods;
Stale smoke finds the nose, still...
Letting on at lighting up another,
If the livers fucked...
864 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Apr 2016 4:15am
11th Apr 2016 4:15am
Universe Me
Iam that of a galaxy,
Wormhole eyes
Gazing,
In continuum man made time
Beings light years
Away, Each evolving
Mortal planets
Has it's own currency stars
Judging.....
By the size of their moons.
Heart O sun
Left at pluto distance
Frozen feeling,
If one is
Or isn't, apart
Of this God forsaken universe;
Meteors still burn
In depleted atmospheres,
Liquid beauty
Melts, in a dancing lava lamp spectal
Go chasers of...
Wormhole eyes
Gazing,
In continuum man made time
Beings light years
Away, Each evolving
Mortal planets
Has it's own currency stars
Judging.....
By the size of their moons.
Heart O sun
Left at pluto distance
Frozen feeling,
If one is
Or isn't, apart
Of this God forsaken universe;
Meteors still burn
In depleted atmospheres,
Liquid beauty
Melts, in a dancing lava lamp spectal
Go chasers of...
733 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Apr 2016 3:31am
4th Apr 2016 3:31am
The Front Door Was Open
Anyone,
Can become sidetracked
Anyone...
Busy getting it done
To rest, in tired fun.
Anyone......
Can just forget,
That when attention
Is at an arrest
For all the focus
On any givin task,
An invisible
Unwanted guest,
Slips through the cracks
Walks right in
Licking dry lips moist
Nearly drooling
On the carpet floor;
They say
Bad men come to play,
But this is evil
With the worse intent
And he has made a sleeping
House go silently still,
While a busy man
Is neck deep...
Can become sidetracked
Anyone...
Busy getting it done
To rest, in tired fun.
Anyone......
Can just forget,
That when attention
Is at an arrest
For all the focus
On any givin task,
An invisible
Unwanted guest,
Slips through the cracks
Walks right in
Licking dry lips moist
Nearly drooling
On the carpet floor;
They say
Bad men come to play,
But this is evil
With the worse intent
And he has made a sleeping
House go silently still,
While a busy man
Is neck deep...
789 reads
7 Comments
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