Submissions by mindmatter
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jan 2013 00:44am
12th Jan 2013 00:44am
:+:
Let me be your ego pimp for a day,
unseeable adventure's and The amount of situations we will create will suffice for the night
Each moment we will be someone else::under the bridge we will be dry, stoned and lucid:
In the open, we lick the meloncholy sky dry:We spit out the the rest and go back for more:
Behind closed doors we will eat each others demons and sleep like we were dead
In the rivers of concrete we will critique our gratitude and make what we have ::what we need:
Let me be your ego pimp just for today,
let me allow you to tell me its ok ...
unseeable adventure's and The amount of situations we will create will suffice for the night
Each moment we will be someone else::under the bridge we will be dry, stoned and lucid:
In the open, we lick the meloncholy sky dry:We spit out the the rest and go back for more:
Behind closed doors we will eat each others demons and sleep like we were dead
In the rivers of concrete we will critique our gratitude and make what we have ::what we need:
Let me be your ego pimp just for today,
let me allow you to tell me its ok ...
726 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 2:33am
11th Jan 2013 2:33am
<<88>>
Where are the entitys that mark there jungle with the best of intentions :::In spray can form::Never will we conform:::We will wait paitently and feed on the excess::This is an all access ::I will take you with me::We will float:: Dilligently::Quietly Always a driving force in there outcome,true believers of tribal instinct:The bridge dwellers and nay sayers of the corporate meltdown:We dont want anything and most important ::We dont need::
Where are the one who will caress these types of magic moments.
These are the souls and cold conversation's I desire, these are the one we...
Where are the one who will caress these types of magic moments.
These are the souls and cold conversation's I desire, these are the one we...
815 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 00:02am
11th Jan 2013 00:02am
::::+::::
trainwrecked eyes:: splattered opinons of her self ::create content::enjoy this,all of this:beautifull chaos,origanated from your creation::a maze of exhaustion,relief not in sight::irrational sense makes all the world to someone who is split in two:: disguises are many,smiles are few::I apologize
gently for this picture I have wove ,this is the rat nest of complications she sleeps in::again::enjoy all of this::the captivating audience :: which is none ::we are one,but again she is split in two::wreckless beauty ::the one 's who care ,are few::so lets ride this out:::her ambtion's ::her...
gently for this picture I have wove ,this is the rat nest of complications she sleeps in::again::enjoy all of this::the captivating audience :: which is none ::we are one,but again she is split in two::wreckless beauty ::the one 's who care ,are few::so lets ride this out:::her ambtion's ::her...
947 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jan 2013 4:06am
10th Jan 2013 4:06am
::::::*:::::::
The streets they can create a substance
these gutter like reflections of a concrete culture
wasting the wasted
the filth you lived and tasted
scratching for forgivness
screaming for greatness
we walk the cracks of their own fears we sleep in there paper bag like atmosphere's
:: gathering an exsitence :::we hunt for more resistance::
tamed like creatures :: creating life like measures::
these gutter like reflections of a concrete culture
wasting the wasted
the filth you lived and tasted
scratching for forgivness
screaming for greatness
we walk the cracks of their own fears we sleep in there paper bag like atmosphere's
:: gathering an exsitence :::we hunt for more resistance::
tamed like creatures :: creating life like measures::
1097 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2013 6:50am
6th Jan 2013 6:50am
::
I imagine a faceless hermetic a wandering witch poet screaming my brand name, my only idenity in a bag on the coffee table ,in plastic rectangular form ,a past me:
657 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2013 00:41am
5th Jan 2013 00:41am
store bought ego
Deep soul like sex penetrates my lifeless store bought ego,
I am caught in a slaved like mind and the need to do nothing has captured my every being
If not the need to capture greed or fill good deed's I would waste in a blanket of have's and have nots
a circumsicion of desicions is performed momentarily in my blind mind ,it would blow me away if you ever gave it away, the sad secrets and regrets of my yesterdays the weary monsters of my old self
You can keep your tomorrow's and the not too far off relic discussion's of charlie browns better days or what my...
I am caught in a slaved like mind and the need to do nothing has captured my every being
If not the need to capture greed or fill good deed's I would waste in a blanket of have's and have nots
a circumsicion of desicions is performed momentarily in my blind mind ,it would blow me away if you ever gave it away, the sad secrets and regrets of my yesterdays the weary monsters of my old self
You can keep your tomorrow's and the not too far off relic discussion's of charlie browns better days or what my...
598 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2012 10:28pm
29th Dec 2012 10:28pm
emissions of you
clearsky blue emissions of you mark the dark night
a cold clueless kind of you
we wept the morning dew, we absorb the grey , the touch of haze that marks the day
measurable distance is your vast unknown
undicovered depths too which you roam
a field forgotten is where we play
the uncommon bond we set away
afternoon togetherness, this we witness
bliss is capturing all that is close to us
into the night
a flawless new kind of you
sets a flame on a wind wept burnt sky
we travel along the meanwhile's and the waiting...
a cold clueless kind of you
we wept the morning dew, we absorb the grey , the touch of haze that marks the day
measurable distance is your vast unknown
undicovered depths too which you roam
a field forgotten is where we play
the uncommon bond we set away
afternoon togetherness, this we witness
bliss is capturing all that is close to us
into the night
a flawless new kind of you
sets a flame on a wind wept burnt sky
we travel along the meanwhile's and the waiting...
566 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Dec 2012 7:59pm
27th Dec 2012 7:59pm
What have I become:
Enlightning upwards
backwards the feelings they flow
streaming the fault line of your heart
I grow
flawless I know the measures we must take
I flow
free
fall
aimlessly counting the reasons to be
I look threw the hurt clouds to see
now I am me
you
are mindless flutter's beating the drums of love
lost in pretense,confused
what have I become.
backwards the feelings they flow
streaming the fault line of your heart
I grow
flawless I know the measures we must take
I flow
free
fall
aimlessly counting the reasons to be
I look threw the hurt clouds to see
now I am me
you
are mindless flutter's beating the drums of love
lost in pretense,confused
what have I become.
605 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2012 00:11am
23rd Dec 2012 00:11am
The unkept
Prison
A distorted memory
the chains on my strong willed mind
I break them
a distorted falice friendship with the un dead
the un kept
The left behind and the forgotten few
Who are the ones choosing you
The ones that serve the time for the comfortable and there view
I dont respect you I dont need you
I dont need your distorted view,
your fucked up point of you...I am you
A distorted memory
the chains on my strong willed mind
I break them
a distorted falice friendship with the un dead
the un kept
The left behind and the forgotten few
Who are the ones choosing you
The ones that serve the time for the comfortable and there view
I dont respect you I dont need you
I dont need your distorted view,
your fucked up point of you...I am you
807 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2012 10:20pm
20th Dec 2012 10:20pm
star struck,sedated and abused
Arrogance paces at the slowest rate
behind the ego lays last place,
submisson of pride with nothing to hide while
The late comers climb the tall tales of everything that prevails
and the lost must lick there wounds.
the peering eyes that will soon heal those wounds, are the star struck sedated and abused.
behind the ego lays last place,
submisson of pride with nothing to hide while
The late comers climb the tall tales of everything that prevails
and the lost must lick there wounds.
the peering eyes that will soon heal those wounds, are the star struck sedated and abused.
617 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Dec 2012 00:01am
20th Dec 2012 00:01am
::::::
Puke from the mouth of the giant
leaves me feeling alone
graffiti and the need to be needy
sets tonight tone
when will this giant ever leave me alone.
leaves me feeling alone
graffiti and the need to be needy
sets tonight tone
when will this giant ever leave me alone.
663 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by mindmatter
