Submissions by martyr26
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm no poet.... it all just hurts.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Mar 2013 1:20am
12th Mar 2013 1:20am
Minimalist
A page is turned, A new chapter begins, Renewed eyes.
The past is the past, the future never comes, the present is now...that past.
The past is the past, the future never comes, the present is now...that past.
#minimalist
#MovingOn
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Mar 2013 10:08pm
1st Mar 2013 10:08pm
Where I belong.
moonlit sky, free thy tired mind, take ahold of me, pull me deep inside.
never mind the wounds, they will surely fade, never mind the jade stone of which I'm made.
sever all the ties, purge me of the lies, pick me from the sea, liberate these eyes.
staring from above, cover me in black, you can have it all, you can take me back.
back where I belong, dust in outer space, a body I no longer need my soul is pure without a face.
never to be judged, never to be used, never to be seen weakened in a state of muse.
moonlit sky, free thy burdened mind, don't let go of me, lay...
never mind the wounds, they will surely fade, never mind the jade stone of which I'm made.
sever all the ties, purge me of the lies, pick me from the sea, liberate these eyes.
staring from above, cover me in black, you can have it all, you can take me back.
back where I belong, dust in outer space, a body I no longer need my soul is pure without a face.
never to be judged, never to be used, never to be seen weakened in a state of muse.
moonlit sky, free thy burdened mind, don't let go of me, lay...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 1:18am
26th Feb 2013 1:18am
Deliverance
Venus embraced by mars, La Luna dancing with stars, the skies' beauty lights my eyes soothing all of the scars. Caught in the thoughts of what is, reaching for what could become, afraid of reincarnation of feelings I try to numb. The lips igniting the skin, fingertips tickle the spine, pulling my soul from within to become one intertwined. Praying the planets align, causing a ripple in space, all that I need is a moment, yet I'm enthralled with the chase. Within the deck lies a split, within the hand is a soul, within her eyes is fire pulling me out of the cold. I want to break of this mold...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2013 11:50pm
22nd Feb 2013 11:50pm
For loss of a better word.
Not a song to be sung, not a bell to be rung, not a sky to be seen serpentine surely won.
severing not a lung but the lungs with a flood, with a splash not a ripple born a cripple born undone.
Half a soul? have my soul, down and out? pay my toll take my load take my fortune it's nothing, no gold.
Bet a man of his pride, bet your life that we've died, bet a woman of her intuition bet of Eros's lie.
Bring life without reason, False love without fate, the damned sleep in limbo all promised no escape.
Not a hand not a clue, not a ladder sent by you, not a thought not a spark...
severing not a lung but the lungs with a flood, with a splash not a ripple born a cripple born undone.
Half a soul? have my soul, down and out? pay my toll take my load take my fortune it's nothing, no gold.
Bet a man of his pride, bet your life that we've died, bet a woman of her intuition bet of Eros's lie.
Bring life without reason, False love without fate, the damned sleep in limbo all promised no escape.
Not a hand not a clue, not a ladder sent by you, not a thought not a spark...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 10:45pm
15th Feb 2013 10:45pm
Still Awake.
Red bull inside of veins pulsing with blood shot eyes, 2 bottles of piss on my table, Photoshoped women dripping with lies.
slightly enraged I'm in-caged inside this plywood box, crap all over my floor too tired to pick up my socks.
look at the clock.
It's ticking yet the time stands still, insomnia overpowering my spirit my power and will.
my daughters picture hangs high right next to her number nine, thrown randomly inside a box it's just a magnet but mine.
nine gives me one more day three months it will go away, five years and I'll hit the ten mark will I make it half...
slightly enraged I'm in-caged inside this plywood box, crap all over my floor too tired to pick up my socks.
look at the clock.
It's ticking yet the time stands still, insomnia overpowering my spirit my power and will.
my daughters picture hangs high right next to her number nine, thrown randomly inside a box it's just a magnet but mine.
nine gives me one more day three months it will go away, five years and I'll hit the ten mark will I make it half...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 10:04pm
15th Feb 2013 10:04pm
The cup of Peitho
Trapped in a see of blue, piercing deeply inside my soul, forgetting everything that's around me, locked in stasis with no control
no matter the repercussions of submitting to this feeling, no matter of the destruction temporarily I am kneeling,
such a sucker for this emotion devotion to words unspoken this love potion I swallowed is ripping my chest wide open,
exposing all of my secrets destroying all my fences, If only I could keep this I could carry on defenseless,
blindsided by eyes blue like I'm lost in the skies yet I'm destined to free fall forbidden ever to...
no matter the repercussions of submitting to this feeling, no matter of the destruction temporarily I am kneeling,
such a sucker for this emotion devotion to words unspoken this love potion I swallowed is ripping my chest wide open,
exposing all of my secrets destroying all my fences, If only I could keep this I could carry on defenseless,
blindsided by eyes blue like I'm lost in the skies yet I'm destined to free fall forbidden ever to...
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