Submissions by highwaytohell (Greg)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am at a very confused place in life and I am not sure why.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2015 4:41pm
2nd Nov 2015 4:41pm
Just carry on with life
Nobody said life was going to be easy
So they say
What utter fucking bullshit
Life is hard
Sugar coat it whatever way you like
but its a fact
If you're feeling depressed
Go ahead;
Kill yourself
But if you're like me
and can't
Just carry on
It does get tough
but just carry on
Things will get better
That's the plan anyway
Or perhaps you'll feel better
while things stay the same
Just carry on
So they say
What utter fucking bullshit
Life is hard
Sugar coat it whatever way you like
but its a fact
If you're feeling depressed
Go ahead;
Kill yourself
But if you're like me
and can't
Just carry on
It does get tough
but just carry on
Things will get better
That's the plan anyway
Or perhaps you'll feel better
while things stay the same
Just carry on
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2015 4:36pm
2nd Nov 2015 4:36pm
Weapons everywhere
Everyday
day to day
There are many objects
that be weapons
Scissors
Rope
Screwdrivers
Corks
Walls
Doors
and lastly knives
In the right hands
An artwork of blood
can be created
In the form of a
River,
Splatter,
Trickle,
Pool
and even a smile
Sometimes one may look
at an object
Then a dog or cat
and wonder what
the effect may be
To unravel this curious mystery
With weapons everywhere!
day to day
There are many objects
that be weapons
Scissors
Rope
Screwdrivers
Corks
Walls
Doors
and lastly knives
In the right hands
An artwork of blood
can be created
In the form of a
River,
Splatter,
Trickle,
Pool
and even a smile
Sometimes one may look
at an object
Then a dog or cat
and wonder what
the effect may be
To unravel this curious mystery
With weapons everywhere!
617 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Oct 2015 2:10pm
30th Oct 2015 2:10pm
I got nothing
If there is a topic to be found
I will find it
It is not this day
Not today
Sure lets talk about
How fast the world spins?
Does it affect the cooking time of our sausages?
and does a faster spinning world allow for time travel?
I could even talk shit
about talking shit
Nah I've done that already
Basically I've got nothing
Maybe tomorrow...
I will find it
It is not this day
Not today
Sure lets talk about
How fast the world spins?
Does it affect the cooking time of our sausages?
and does a faster spinning world allow for time travel?
I could even talk shit
about talking shit
Nah I've done that already
Basically I've got nothing
Maybe tomorrow...
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Oct 2015 12:32pm
29th Oct 2015 12:32pm
Darkness
Darkness
Oddly enough
all we're fighting
are our imaginations
Our eyes lack detail
So images in
Our mind are created
As a child
One
learns
to
fear
the dark
To check for monsters
In the closet
Under the bed
In the sheets
Time moves on
and the darkness
No longer becomes the enemy
It becomes a friend
and engulfs us
That is because the illusion of light
being our ally
Is wrong
The darkness prevails
and
If you can't beat em
join em!
Oddly enough
all we're fighting
are our imaginations
Our eyes lack detail
So images in
Our mind are created
As a child
One
learns
to
fear
the dark
To check for monsters
In the closet
Under the bed
In the sheets
Time moves on
and the darkness
No longer becomes the enemy
It becomes a friend
and engulfs us
That is because the illusion of light
being our ally
Is wrong
The darkness prevails
and
If you can't beat em
join em!
632 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Oct 2015 4:57am
29th Oct 2015 4:57am
Four wheeled devils
Four wheeled devils
Our personal Frankenstein
The devils gift
Some call it
The gift from hell
All the work
All the money
All the pain
For what?!?
Getting from A to B
Feeling stylish
Sure they look nice
get hypnotized by the chrome
The body
The tires
The interior
The gear nobs
That's their lure
their trap
their trap
"Come right in
Don't be afraid
I won't bite"
When you least expect it
flat tire,
overheating, ...
Our personal Frankenstein
The devils gift
Some call it
The gift from hell
All the work
All the money
All the pain
For what?!?
Getting from A to B
Feeling stylish
Sure they look nice
get hypnotized by the chrome
The body
The tires
The interior
The gear nobs
That's their lure
their trap
their trap
"Come right in
Don't be afraid
I won't bite"
When you least expect it
flat tire,
overheating, ...
557 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2015 10:38am
27th Oct 2015 10:38am
The laughter house
Some thought it was innocent enough
Others thought it was the devil's work
But all knew about the Laughter House
People always came in
with a neon light lingering above
Followed by a chorus of laughter
There was always a friendly smile
There was always a drink a man could imagine
There was always a comic
that made people laugh so hard that they fell off their chairs
There was always the sounds of
HAHAHA
HOHOHO
HEHEHE
Along with a tear of pleasure
Little did they know that the chorus of laughter
will change to a chorus of...
Others thought it was the devil's work
But all knew about the Laughter House
People always came in
with a neon light lingering above
Followed by a chorus of laughter
There was always a friendly smile
There was always a drink a man could imagine
There was always a comic
that made people laugh so hard that they fell off their chairs
There was always the sounds of
HAHAHA
HOHOHO
HEHEHE
Along with a tear of pleasure
Little did they know that the chorus of laughter
will change to a chorus of...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Oct 2015 5:32pm
26th Oct 2015 5:32pm
All those curves
After a long day of work
She makes me smile
Welcoming me with open arms
The fresh familiar scent of her dress
is enough to intoxicate
I stare at her
She stares back at me
Luring me ever closer
and closer
and closer
Into my own bundle of paradise
She looks breathtaking
the kind that slaps you in the face
just to recognize her beauty
She gives me a naughty look
I can't help it
I give in
Tearing deeper
through the dress
With jet fueled energy
And after a sigh of utter pleasure
A fit of pleasure
I
pass ...
She makes me smile
Welcoming me with open arms
The fresh familiar scent of her dress
is enough to intoxicate
I stare at her
She stares back at me
Luring me ever closer
and closer
and closer
Into my own bundle of paradise
She looks breathtaking
the kind that slaps you in the face
just to recognize her beauty
She gives me a naughty look
I can't help it
I give in
Tearing deeper
through the dress
With jet fueled energy
And after a sigh of utter pleasure
A fit of pleasure
I
pass ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Oct 2015 12:28pm
25th Oct 2015 12:28pm
The children's home
These children had everything they could ask in a home
There was water
There was food
There was a pool
and there was plenty of animals
The only problem was the children
They tore the place apart
Each part of the house was split between them
Sometimes they would fight over different parts of the house
Throwing anything within arms reach
Slowly destroying their own home
Day after day after day after day
Some children would try and eat their pets
They would boil them
Fry them
Steal the eggs
and pour oil in the fishes...
There was water
There was food
There was a pool
and there was plenty of animals
The only problem was the children
They tore the place apart
Each part of the house was split between them
Sometimes they would fight over different parts of the house
Throwing anything within arms reach
Slowly destroying their own home
Day after day after day after day
Some children would try and eat their pets
They would boil them
Fry them
Steal the eggs
and pour oil in the fishes...
537 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2015 7:41am
24th Oct 2015 7:41am
The most unimaginative piece ever written
I like poems
I like words
I like letters
I like poets
I like dark poems
I like dark words
I like dark letters
I like dark poets
The end
I like words
I like letters
I like poets
I like dark poems
I like dark words
I like dark letters
I like dark poets
The end
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 9:05am
23rd Oct 2015 9:05am
Who is Lucifer?
The bible does not once
say that Lucifer
rules over hell
So who is he?
A high ranking demon
That reveals himself on more than one occasion
A servant to the real devil
God never reveals himself to people
Why should the ruler of hell be any different?
Angels and demons are surely known
to do the work
Then who is Lucifer?
Is Lucifer just a title?
A distraction?
From a bigger threat
Who knows...
say that Lucifer
rules over hell
So who is he?
A high ranking demon
That reveals himself on more than one occasion
A servant to the real devil
God never reveals himself to people
Why should the ruler of hell be any different?
Angels and demons are surely known
to do the work
Then who is Lucifer?
Is Lucifer just a title?
A distraction?
From a bigger threat
Who knows...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 8:56am
23rd Oct 2015 8:56am
The computer
Sometimes I wonder
about this dear computer
It has a mind of its own
It will only let you print
with its permission
It will only let you save
with its permission
It will only let you on your website
with its permission
Artificial intelligence may be real
A little too real
Yes we want computers
to think but
not too much
Yes we want them
to work but
not too hard
Is this the end
will our laptops take over us
Sure today it might not print
But tomorrow
It might not switch on
about this dear computer
It has a mind of its own
It will only let you print
with its permission
It will only let you save
with its permission
It will only let you on your website
with its permission
Artificial intelligence may be real
A little too real
Yes we want computers
to think but
not too much
Yes we want them
to work but
not too hard
Is this the end
will our laptops take over us
Sure today it might not print
But tomorrow
It might not switch on
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Oct 2015 1:50pm
21st Oct 2015 1:50pm
The other stare
Every writer surely knows the stare
Not the stare from
Mothers,
Fathers,
Teachers,
Brothers,
Sisters
Or supervisors
Those are lethal
The kind of stare
that stares into
Nothingness
Hoping
The vague hope
That an idea may slap you right across the face
It is the type of stare
that can look at an environment
It can look straight in a person's eyes
and still see
Absolutely
Nothing
It the type of stare that torments you
In return for the torment
You hope
For a brilliant thought about...
Not the stare from
Mothers,
Fathers,
Teachers,
Brothers,
Sisters
Or supervisors
Those are lethal
The kind of stare
that stares into
Nothingness
Hoping
The vague hope
That an idea may slap you right across the face
It is the type of stare
that can look at an environment
It can look straight in a person's eyes
and still see
Absolutely
Nothing
It the type of stare that torments you
In return for the torment
You hope
For a brilliant thought about...
455 reads
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