Submissions by ghostwind911
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2015 3:09am
8th Apr 2015 3:09am
Blown over
Her name like fire burns
Into my memory
And when her darkness comes
She fills my days with glee
Supposedly, Loveless, lonely, wanting.
The throes of life so daunting
Preciously I subside suspiciously
And leave her wanting
But like a storm she blew my mind
And in the end her words were kind
But her body kept on calling
And I couldn't keep from falling
Into this abyss of emotion
This cyst of feeling
Pressure beneath my skin
It's pulling and pushing within
And beating my note of appologie
For what I haven't done yet
...
Into my memory
And when her darkness comes
She fills my days with glee
Supposedly, Loveless, lonely, wanting.
The throes of life so daunting
Preciously I subside suspiciously
And leave her wanting
But like a storm she blew my mind
And in the end her words were kind
But her body kept on calling
And I couldn't keep from falling
Into this abyss of emotion
This cyst of feeling
Pressure beneath my skin
It's pulling and pushing within
And beating my note of appologie
For what I haven't done yet
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 7:25am
9th Feb 2014 7:25am
lithesome life
To live to laugh to love
A joke that I forsake
To die to scream to hate
These are the things that I create
A lie of life and the potential to laugh
And truth be told we all will die
So to love would seem a good option
If love had but one meaning
But I love to love the way that love is
And I hate to hate the way that I am
Sit back, relax
Your life is fading fast
Counting seconds
The seconds count for nothing
The little moments
Wherein you find peace
Should come with guide lines
To cover all the lies
But it seems that...
A joke that I forsake
To die to scream to hate
These are the things that I create
A lie of life and the potential to laugh
And truth be told we all will die
So to love would seem a good option
If love had but one meaning
But I love to love the way that love is
And I hate to hate the way that I am
Sit back, relax
Your life is fading fast
Counting seconds
The seconds count for nothing
The little moments
Wherein you find peace
Should come with guide lines
To cover all the lies
But it seems that...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2014 6:56am
9th Feb 2014 6:56am
Wandering over wondering
I'm wandering, wondering
Why is it that everything is broken
Taken all the way, until your mind decays
I am wandering
I am wondering
While you're spitting in my face
How much more will I take
Before I slit your throat open
Why is everything so broken
It's no circodectomy
It's just my epitome
There's only so much I will take
There's only so much we can break, before
It goes
Past the point of no return
I know
Only what I am told
Tell me
Everything will be ok
When everything is broken
...
Why is it that everything is broken
Taken all the way, until your mind decays
I am wandering
I am wondering
While you're spitting in my face
How much more will I take
Before I slit your throat open
Why is everything so broken
It's no circodectomy
It's just my epitome
There's only so much I will take
There's only so much we can break, before
It goes
Past the point of no return
I know
Only what I am told
Tell me
Everything will be ok
When everything is broken
...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th Jan 2014 8:56am
13th Jan 2014 8:56am
Waking dreams
Shrouds of nightmares to cleanse my dreams
Like thousands of peaceful screams
Often darkened in these golden hours
Woe of sleepless nights spent by the empty fire
Waking to the sound of nothing
I sleep aloud and wander
Through fields of flowers gone
Healing planes of sorrow
Meaningless it seams
Ever onward I shall wait
Like thousands of peaceful screams
Often darkened in these golden hours
Woe of sleepless nights spent by the empty fire
Waking to the sound of nothing
I sleep aloud and wander
Through fields of flowers gone
Healing planes of sorrow
Meaningless it seams
Ever onward I shall wait
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2014 8:00pm
11th Jan 2014 8:00pm
Expectations
The context is what you make it.
The repetition is fine unless you forsake it.
My lachrymation of sensation.
Playing on the rigidity of my heart.
Reminded of times when time was timeless.
People weren't what they seemed.
That they all looked so obvious now.
They were honest in that you knew they were all fake.
Had they tried to hide before, I didn't realize.
Died in self pity, I left them behind.
-Xavier
The repetition is fine unless you forsake it.
My lachrymation of sensation.
Playing on the rigidity of my heart.
Reminded of times when time was timeless.
People weren't what they seemed.
That they all looked so obvious now.
They were honest in that you knew they were all fake.
Had they tried to hide before, I didn't realize.
Died in self pity, I left them behind.
-Xavier
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