Submissions by marwen (Mani67)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2020 9:45pm
9th Dec 2020 9:45pm
Dark Days
The things I find myself doing when I am - here
I pour an immense amount of love into my tribe, my clan, my people
I dream about living off the land and riding wild horses
or vets … or both
I cast aside my fear and dive into a blank canvas
I throw away my obsessions and go through life in a noble way
I stroll through it with poise and confidence
live day to day - an old cliché you might say - but true
perfectly aware of potential outcomes
I elect to dismiss them and embrace the surrounding majesty
A childhood belief reminds me - I...
I pour an immense amount of love into my tribe, my clan, my people
I dream about living off the land and riding wild horses
or vets … or both
I cast aside my fear and dive into a blank canvas
I throw away my obsessions and go through life in a noble way
I stroll through it with poise and confidence
live day to day - an old cliché you might say - but true
perfectly aware of potential outcomes
I elect to dismiss them and embrace the surrounding majesty
A childhood belief reminds me - I...
#courage
#dark
#death
#illness
#determination
323 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2020 1:45pm
9th Dec 2020 1:45pm
The Curse of the Artist
Spending days justifying a fantasy
distorting a truth held by weak chains
listening to the liars and watching the cons
obsessing over powerful stains
seeking desperately that one idea
should it be a thought or a beautiful muse
looking for a theme or a strong statement
who cares, there is nothing to lose
Sowing the blank fields with twisted lines
with the sole desire to reap a wicked tale
spreading the paste and splattering pigments
purposely altering the scale
Riding the waves of life on a small broom ...
distorting a truth held by weak chains
listening to the liars and watching the cons
obsessing over powerful stains
seeking desperately that one idea
should it be a thought or a beautiful muse
looking for a theme or a strong statement
who cares, there is nothing to lose
Sowing the blank fields with twisted lines
with the sole desire to reap a wicked tale
spreading the paste and splattering pigments
purposely altering the scale
Riding the waves of life on a small broom ...
#art
370 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2020 1:44pm
9th Dec 2020 1:44pm
By All Means
A grotesque deluge of filtered information
pouring out of that intricate little device.
tightly hiding in the depth of my pocket
A cascade of news with total affirmation
the right to impose their will without thinking twice
spewing with no consequence and total neglect
Immoral and patently absurd rumors
deviously controlling the mind with extreme denial
the confidence level is high, the rational is down
biased headlines with chauvinistic humor
the facts are ironically checked and Life is on trial
the language is malicious but we are...
pouring out of that intricate little device.
tightly hiding in the depth of my pocket
A cascade of news with total affirmation
the right to impose their will without thinking twice
spewing with no consequence and total neglect
Immoral and patently absurd rumors
deviously controlling the mind with extreme denial
the confidence level is high, the rational is down
biased headlines with chauvinistic humor
the facts are ironically checked and Life is on trial
the language is malicious but we are...
#oppression
#power
#politics
#freedom
#ignorance
298 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2020 7:29pm
8th Dec 2020 7:29pm
The Book of No
Your pages are filled with extraordinary lines and unfamiliar settings
Beautiful phrases contradicting each other and sentencing your reader
Myriads of words transcending an imperfect truth from a not so divine origin
A beloved book for many, a disturbing manifesto for others
You claim to be the unique beacon of morality for this suffering world in need of hope
But you appear as a fanatical child with a voracity for self-love
You find yourself squirting your ink in a hostile environment
Trying to impose your will on the disobedient legions
...
Beautiful phrases contradicting each other and sentencing your reader
Myriads of words transcending an imperfect truth from a not so divine origin
A beloved book for many, a disturbing manifesto for others
You claim to be the unique beacon of morality for this suffering world in need of hope
But you appear as a fanatical child with a voracity for self-love
You find yourself squirting your ink in a hostile environment
Trying to impose your will on the disobedient legions
...
#religion
#spiritual
#books
#philosophical
#morality
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2020 7:28pm
8th Dec 2020 7:28pm
The Bar Fly
Open late, now hiring, the flickering neon sign is hanging by a thread.
Taped to the dirty window, a piece of paper, Brew on Special.
The barkeeper lady is juggling with bottles and pouring nectar made of gold from the fountains of youth.
A man sitting alone on a stool, silent and suffering, sipping on an ancient Scottish liquor.
Young dreamers wandering in and out of the tavern facing the hard decision.
Whisky, Gin or Vodka, but ultimately who give a shit, it’s all about the proof.
I walk and stare facing the mirror in search of my soul, “What can I...
Taped to the dirty window, a piece of paper, Brew on Special.
The barkeeper lady is juggling with bottles and pouring nectar made of gold from the fountains of youth.
A man sitting alone on a stool, silent and suffering, sipping on an ancient Scottish liquor.
Young dreamers wandering in and out of the tavern facing the hard decision.
Whisky, Gin or Vodka, but ultimately who give a shit, it’s all about the proof.
I walk and stare facing the mirror in search of my soul, “What can I...
#identity
#music
#alcohol #freedom
#alcohol #freedom
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2020 4:50pm
7th Dec 2020 4:50pm
My Muse
I came to you one day in my dreams chasing your voice
Seeking the angelic woman that inspired my senses
The one and only, the guardian of my desires
Are you real, are you there, are you the fruit of my thoughts
Ages ago, before I ever reached you, I asked you if your love was real
You smiled, Silly question you said, aren’t I here?
My imagination is running rampant
Are you real, are you there, are you a spirit living in my mind
Then I met you, the palpable, the physical the actual you
I am fully aware, I know it, I can see you...
Seeking the angelic woman that inspired my senses
The one and only, the guardian of my desires
Are you real, are you there, are you the fruit of my thoughts
Ages ago, before I ever reached you, I asked you if your love was real
You smiled, Silly question you said, aren’t I here?
My imagination is running rampant
Are you real, are you there, are you a spirit living in my mind
Then I met you, the palpable, the physical the actual you
I am fully aware, I know it, I can see you...
#love
#dreams
#MyInspiration #passion
#MyInspiration #passion
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2020 4:50pm
7th Dec 2020 4:50pm
Creatures of the Night
The man is howling, the woman is sobbing
A break up in the making
It’s not you, it’s me, can’t do this no more
The tearful redhead is mourning the loss of her companion
He walks away triumphant, strutting with pride as if he won a major battle
She collapses, trembling on the sidewalk
Her laments are incessant
He’s checking out another chick, his carelessness is clear
Across the nasty street
By the neon club entrance… The Vibe
The congregation is lining up to invade the temple of beat
You can hear the music, a deafening...
A break up in the making
It’s not you, it’s me, can’t do this no more
The tearful redhead is mourning the loss of her companion
He walks away triumphant, strutting with pride as if he won a major battle
She collapses, trembling on the sidewalk
Her laments are incessant
He’s checking out another chick, his carelessness is clear
Across the nasty street
By the neon club entrance… The Vibe
The congregation is lining up to invade the temple of beat
You can hear the music, a deafening...
#identity
#city
#temptation #poverty
#temptation #poverty
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