Submissions by forgodsake
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I want my words to shatter your former life I want my words to open your saddened eyes
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Jun 2015 1:44am
21st Jun 2015 1:44am
a study in tangents
i have no patience to write.
what i need is a catalyst
if only there were something strong enough that i wouldnt fall in love with.
love is like aids. it doesnt kill you, but it leaves you open to everything.
Thats why we call it being vulnerable. your judgment is suspended
youre willing to believe anything.
i like being cynical about love, but this is really only because it keeps you safe.
cynicism is just like preparation.
that is why it is unhealthy in and of itself.
cynicism is literally anxiety with one speculative object to defend...
what i need is a catalyst
if only there were something strong enough that i wouldnt fall in love with.
love is like aids. it doesnt kill you, but it leaves you open to everything.
Thats why we call it being vulnerable. your judgment is suspended
youre willing to believe anything.
i like being cynical about love, but this is really only because it keeps you safe.
cynicism is just like preparation.
that is why it is unhealthy in and of itself.
cynicism is literally anxiety with one speculative object to defend...
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ANGER POEM
Published
26th May 2015 8:52am
26th May 2015 8:52am
until the world is flat again
they shot me in the head
but they couldn't kill my heart
applause sounds like gunshots
from the walking people shards
i was only a little alive
the walls spoke music to me
i heard my name from the floorboards
the raven called my name once
i smiled and shut the door
once upon a time i saw a whirlwind in a robe
heaven shook the dirt and fire burning cold
ignoring all the proper signs i shuffled past the awe
covering my head i knelt before a voice so small
my head is in my hands, i write words about the mire...
but they couldn't kill my heart
applause sounds like gunshots
from the walking people shards
i was only a little alive
the walls spoke music to me
i heard my name from the floorboards
the raven called my name once
i smiled and shut the door
once upon a time i saw a whirlwind in a robe
heaven shook the dirt and fire burning cold
ignoring all the proper signs i shuffled past the awe
covering my head i knelt before a voice so small
my head is in my hands, i write words about the mire...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
9th May 2015 8:06am
9th May 2015 8:06am
hope in the ground
theres something sickening about hope,
when your heart is stressed...
emotionally undressed,
mentally unprepared for what's next....
its like sex in the city,
without the sex in the next town over
she's gone like a passing wind,
and i never got to know her...
theres nothing left for her,
she's dead and gone to me
theres nothing left for her,
when she returns i dont know where ill be
sleep evades like the darkness in sunlight,
my eyes doze but there is no rest,
i feel the morning rise, the new day breaks
i still haven't...
when your heart is stressed...
emotionally undressed,
mentally unprepared for what's next....
its like sex in the city,
without the sex in the next town over
she's gone like a passing wind,
and i never got to know her...
theres nothing left for her,
she's dead and gone to me
theres nothing left for her,
when she returns i dont know where ill be
sleep evades like the darkness in sunlight,
my eyes doze but there is no rest,
i feel the morning rise, the new day breaks
i still haven't...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th May 2015 6:20pm
4th May 2015 6:20pm
the whole of it
women suck
men are suckers
men are suckers
608 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd May 2015 7:58am
3rd May 2015 7:58am
our first kiss
i felt my heartbeat behind my eyes
i forgot to breathe and hold inside
all things i never tell
i forgot to be cool and certainly forgot to lie
seeing her have fun was not fun
she made me laugh,
like a bad comedian with a shotgun
but this wasn't the first time i saw her..
it was the first time i saw her eyes in
the daylight, i couldn't make like i
didn't see her, i wanted to run
but something like gravity never even let me once
like a moth to blue light,
like a candle to moonlight,
her smile was too bright, ...
i forgot to breathe and hold inside
all things i never tell
i forgot to be cool and certainly forgot to lie
seeing her have fun was not fun
she made me laugh,
like a bad comedian with a shotgun
but this wasn't the first time i saw her..
it was the first time i saw her eyes in
the daylight, i couldn't make like i
didn't see her, i wanted to run
but something like gravity never even let me once
like a moth to blue light,
like a candle to moonlight,
her smile was too bright, ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
3rd May 2015 4:58am
3rd May 2015 4:58am
walk on
its sad the way i like the rush
its watered down all corrupt
sick and loose, i lost a step
i like the way it feels to lose
is it still losing with nothing left?
i suppose its not, but who could tell?
i stuck inside a prison cell
hope is weak and will is faded
is it a crime when its already fated?
cut the strings that waste my time
call it quits and draw vague lines
proclaim my freedom to the clouds
but no one hears an empty sound
its all so sick, why cant i settle?
make the valleys and the mountains level
i...
its watered down all corrupt
sick and loose, i lost a step
i like the way it feels to lose
is it still losing with nothing left?
i suppose its not, but who could tell?
i stuck inside a prison cell
hope is weak and will is faded
is it a crime when its already fated?
cut the strings that waste my time
call it quits and draw vague lines
proclaim my freedom to the clouds
but no one hears an empty sound
its all so sick, why cant i settle?
make the valleys and the mountains level
i...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd May 2015 7:25am
2nd May 2015 7:25am
wish i could tell her how i felt
so she's got brown eyes that turn the color of the sun when she smiles...
so, what do i do with this information?
She never answers my calls or my questions,
she has beautiful eyes and imperfections,
so i sit in a session of therapy
thinking of the way her smile shows her teeth.
the way she leans forward and squints when she's inquisitive,
the way i feel when she hurts, and how I'm all the sudden sensitive.
She majored in drama and she is a queen
but does not combine the two, or at least not that I've seen.
She has a beautiful wit and a cynical...
so, what do i do with this information?
She never answers my calls or my questions,
she has beautiful eyes and imperfections,
so i sit in a session of therapy
thinking of the way her smile shows her teeth.
the way she leans forward and squints when she's inquisitive,
the way i feel when she hurts, and how I'm all the sudden sensitive.
She majored in drama and she is a queen
but does not combine the two, or at least not that I've seen.
She has a beautiful wit and a cynical...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd May 2015 7:08am
2nd May 2015 7:08am
I see where this is going
listen into the fringes
are you real?
well trust me,
you cant touch me,
i was touched by demons
and now only angels see me.
the cracks in the earth swallow
their spit
we walk on air when we see
each other
another distant cousin of a
distant cousin.
far removed.
very far.
heaven sits above the earth and
the earth is shaky
my hands feel that way
and so i reach into a
universe of empty.
see your pretty eyes trapped in a
box in my living room.
id like to let you out
but you see,...
are you real?
well trust me,
you cant touch me,
i was touched by demons
and now only angels see me.
the cracks in the earth swallow
their spit
we walk on air when we see
each other
another distant cousin of a
distant cousin.
far removed.
very far.
heaven sits above the earth and
the earth is shaky
my hands feel that way
and so i reach into a
universe of empty.
see your pretty eyes trapped in a
box in my living room.
id like to let you out
but you see,...
617 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
1st May 2015 5:37am
1st May 2015 5:37am
i never stop thinking
where do my thoughts go when i sleep?
where are my dreams when i finally wake?
it seems the both float away but if that's the case,
how come nightmares always stay?
mostly cold, an existence in latitude
side to side, beg for sky, yearning for altitude
come screaming back to the world,
die dreaming in the wind and daylight
i am the spot light,
cringing with crippling stage fright
just seconds now before i hit the ground
the ants are growing enormous,
my whole life flashed by, i see brilliant lights
but i just try to ignore it
i can...
where are my dreams when i finally wake?
it seems the both float away but if that's the case,
how come nightmares always stay?
mostly cold, an existence in latitude
side to side, beg for sky, yearning for altitude
come screaming back to the world,
die dreaming in the wind and daylight
i am the spot light,
cringing with crippling stage fright
just seconds now before i hit the ground
the ants are growing enormous,
my whole life flashed by, i see brilliant lights
but i just try to ignore it
i can...
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ANGER POEM
Published
9th Apr 2015 10:58pm
9th Apr 2015 10:58pm
naturalist creed
open mind,
open as the throats of the ones who died
headless leadership
deafened bodies, mouths scream no!
you have no creed,
i can make you one
you can make it so
"we shall be deaf,
but we shall never be the dumb"
"we shall shun the crest
from the valley slums"
"the shadow of death, cannot frighten,
those who stare
into the sun"
Never look back,
especially when you're wrong
progress shall progress,
and it wont be long
Time is the healer,
the physician of my...
open as the throats of the ones who died
headless leadership
deafened bodies, mouths scream no!
you have no creed,
i can make you one
you can make it so
"we shall be deaf,
but we shall never be the dumb"
"we shall shun the crest
from the valley slums"
"the shadow of death, cannot frighten,
those who stare
into the sun"
Never look back,
especially when you're wrong
progress shall progress,
and it wont be long
Time is the healer,
the physician of my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 00:06am
4th Apr 2015 00:06am
thoughts of a lonely celibate
i used to dance in my Grandmother's window
she had this window that faced east
with all these shaped crystal glasses in it
in the afternoon the place was all covered in rainbows
the colors were magnificent, wow
the frailty of something so necessary never struck me till now
you cant dance in that room, its dangerous
you can't play in their, its dangerous
my chin on my hands i quietly watch
the colors lean away from the sun and disappear
such is life. suddenly so clear.
and i look at her with the same wanton eyes
i want to play in her...
she had this window that faced east
with all these shaped crystal glasses in it
in the afternoon the place was all covered in rainbows
the colors were magnificent, wow
the frailty of something so necessary never struck me till now
you cant dance in that room, its dangerous
you can't play in their, its dangerous
my chin on my hands i quietly watch
the colors lean away from the sun and disappear
such is life. suddenly so clear.
and i look at her with the same wanton eyes
i want to play in her...
630 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2015 11:28pm
1st Apr 2015 11:28pm
Don't listen to me
A beautiful mistake making factory, failing miserably, telling everyone who walks by, what and how to be, it's sad to see so many faces turn in my direction. I am the apple of my Father's eye, His only imperfection.
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