Submissions by jacktc617 (Aurelius)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
sporadics bouts that flash with intensity. then are gone.
SELF POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 00:32am
12th Dec 2013 00:32am
Desire To Write
To form your own craft to be identified if not by anyone but the person typing on the keyboard that sits in front of you.
Nothing is a brutal as the cold wind that enraptures my lack of identity
Need I perpetually fight against the villains of time and facelessness searching nay galavanting (I wish) for some type of gratification,
I am who you are. We all want the same feeling. Who is more fucked up is the question. I usually think I am but you cant tell that for certain these days.
Its sad but its true:
there are people worse than myself walking around this...
Nothing is a brutal as the cold wind that enraptures my lack of identity
Need I perpetually fight against the villains of time and facelessness searching nay galavanting (I wish) for some type of gratification,
I am who you are. We all want the same feeling. Who is more fucked up is the question. I usually think I am but you cant tell that for certain these days.
Its sad but its true:
there are people worse than myself walking around this...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 5:52pm
11th Dec 2013 5:52pm
Do you know what it dreams like?
The FRANTIC PONY DANCES with MARBLES likening the princes to the
shoppers and the SUBURBAN MALL.
shoppers and the SUBURBAN MALL.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 4:26pm
11th Dec 2013 4:26pm
Hmm?
Listen to my eyes
Stick your hand deep in my fleshy aura
Lets it warmth or lack thereof enrapture what isn’t
My identity is here
What defines me --- it should not be me → I am biased
-/_ It is you, It is the waterfall, It is the Ghost of Christmas Past
And it is nowhere
WHO ARE YOU TO THINK I SHOULD HAVE ONE? MOTHERFUCKED
CAN YOU EPITOMIZE THIS VOICE-
ANY VOICE?
NO ONE CAN CLAIM TO KNOW ANYTHING
IS THAT NOT THE GREATEST FORM OF HUMAN ARROGANCE?
THAT WE KNOW GOD
WE KNOW DEATH
WE KNOW GOOD AND EVIL
WE KNOW
ALL WE...
Stick your hand deep in my fleshy aura
Lets it warmth or lack thereof enrapture what isn’t
My identity is here
What defines me --- it should not be me → I am biased
-/_ It is you, It is the waterfall, It is the Ghost of Christmas Past
And it is nowhere
WHO ARE YOU TO THINK I SHOULD HAVE ONE? MOTHERFUCKED
CAN YOU EPITOMIZE THIS VOICE-
ANY VOICE?
NO ONE CAN CLAIM TO KNOW ANYTHING
IS THAT NOT THE GREATEST FORM OF HUMAN ARROGANCE?
THAT WE KNOW GOD
WE KNOW DEATH
WE KNOW GOOD AND EVIL
WE KNOW
ALL WE...
709 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 2:44am
11th Dec 2013 2:44am
Raw
TENDER HEART
DRIPPING, DRENCHED
with the love of INNOCENCE
PUIRTY is RAW
JUST LIKE SEX.
DRIPPING, DRENCHED
with the love of INNOCENCE
PUIRTY is RAW
JUST LIKE SEX.
706 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 2:23am
11th Dec 2013 2:23am
The Plea
I am in a dark place...
Will you join me?
Will you join me?
635 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2012 00:31am
14th Mar 2012 00:31am
His Purpose
a brave soul
a silent silhouette
a gross tool his only companion
he waits at mid-day
the sun piercing through
the puzzled and fragmented ceiling of the world
the damp, dank air
murky water
a fly buzzes to the trumpeting
explosions in the distance
he stands ALONE.
a silent silhouette
a gross tool his only companion
he waits at mid-day
the sun piercing through
the puzzled and fragmented ceiling of the world
the damp, dank air
murky water
a fly buzzes to the trumpeting
explosions in the distance
he stands ALONE.
673 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 2:13am
6th Mar 2012 2:13am
Goggles
Tinted Green-
How I am
How my life is seen
I'm not different than anyone else
We all are.
Everyone is the same
All our difference-
Everyone is
That is.
Is how
We are
The same
YAY!
We are all unique
No one really is
I see this so clearly I'm special
And actually different-
Not.
I further contribute to my point.
I am.
You are.
She is.
This project does.
What does this mean?
NOTHING.
Why write it? (this poem that is)
I don't know....
How I am
How my life is seen
I'm not different than anyone else
We all are.
Everyone is the same
All our difference-
Everyone is
That is.
Is how
We are
The same
YAY!
We are all unique
No one really is
I see this so clearly I'm special
And actually different-
Not.
I further contribute to my point.
I am.
You are.
She is.
This project does.
What does this mean?
NOTHING.
Why write it? (this poem that is)
I don't know....
784 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 2:04am
6th Mar 2012 2:04am
My-ku
A tree whispering
It has a secret to tell
The wind is chilly
It has a secret to tell
The wind is chilly
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Dec 2011 4:41pm
6th Dec 2011 4:41pm
Swimming
a rush of coldness
evelops
every cell of my epidermis
penetrating deep within,
a billion needle-pricks on cold flesh
exhaling,
I move rythmically,
flowing outward,
expressing my power
countless endless morning night
staring at that black line
that monster,
the snake that attacks with boredom
fighting-corrupting goals.
I resist,
with thoughts of others,
of God, of self.
...
evelops
every cell of my epidermis
penetrating deep within,
a billion needle-pricks on cold flesh
exhaling,
I move rythmically,
flowing outward,
expressing my power
countless endless morning night
staring at that black line
that monster,
the snake that attacks with boredom
fighting-corrupting goals.
I resist,
with thoughts of others,
of God, of self.
...
849 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2011 6:17pm
16th Nov 2011 6:17pm
Nothing Nothing Nothing (A HAIKU)
Phantasmagoric
Rainbow and tie-dye cartwheels
Tripping LSD
Rainbow and tie-dye cartwheels
Tripping LSD
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2011 6:12pm
16th Nov 2011 6:12pm
Jesus Christ?
God's lingering attributes
Broad bosom booimg in absolute throes of delight
His swarthy shadow soars.
Biologically banished
The young suckle his billowing breast.
Nourished and Naked
Magnetic muscles
Convulsing coersively
Wayward whiskey befriends battered breath
Loveliest love
Holler'd in
Sweet spring passion.
Broad bosom booimg in absolute throes of delight
His swarthy shadow soars.
Biologically banished
The young suckle his billowing breast.
Nourished and Naked
Magnetic muscles
Convulsing coersively
Wayward whiskey befriends battered breath
Loveliest love
Holler'd in
Sweet spring passion.
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jun 2011 3:05am
1st Jun 2011 3:05am
Words of self-expression written while upset with a relieving catharsis
Regret and Sorrow
-are filling my sight
because of today and
what was once bright
will burn me tomorrow
How can I see
with such carcinogenic rays?
It's hard to be me
and to gaze through this haze.
We all have tribulations
I'm not on my own
So why do I cry?
Why the negative tone?
(answer)
Cause I like to let loose
And let my thoughts flow
It helps me stay sane
And makes my life go...
-are filling my sight
because of today and
what was once bright
will burn me tomorrow
How can I see
with such carcinogenic rays?
It's hard to be me
and to gaze through this haze.
We all have tribulations
I'm not on my own
So why do I cry?
Why the negative tone?
(answer)
Cause I like to let loose
And let my thoughts flow
It helps me stay sane
And makes my life go...
1327 reads
1 Comment
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