Submissions by nagasaki (pittyfulmind)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
remember my name...
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jan 2012 6:43am
5th Jan 2012 6:43am
a friendly visitor
she sat down to have lunch on sunday afternoon
father and mother sat in the same room
knock knock knock on the front door
"who could that be?" in a fatherly roar
dad stood up and went to greet
this male visitor who came to eat
please come in my visitor friend
grab a plate,sit down,don't pretend
she had told him not to come today
family time means visitors stay away
but he was so horny he couldn't resist
swollen as big as a bricklayers fist
lots of words spoken through their eyes
her dad couldn't hear her internal...
father and mother sat in the same room
knock knock knock on the front door
"who could that be?" in a fatherly roar
dad stood up and went to greet
this male visitor who came to eat
please come in my visitor friend
grab a plate,sit down,don't pretend
she had told him not to come today
family time means visitors stay away
but he was so horny he couldn't resist
swollen as big as a bricklayers fist
lots of words spoken through their eyes
her dad couldn't hear her internal...
766 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 11:36am
4th Jan 2012 11:36am
obscured reality
smoke billows into the sky as bulldosers push the bodies into
the trenches.
mass graves the final respect paid to the dead as they did not earn
a coffin or even a match
bullets fly to glory and a good days work, bullets fly to earn someone a silver cross.children crying and sitting on their knees
as if starving them wasn't enough now they must be shot too.
the sun shinning where no sun is needed as there are no fields left.
mothers lost husbands and children lost parents in this chess game called war.
what have you lost in your upmarket offices and your...
the trenches.
mass graves the final respect paid to the dead as they did not earn
a coffin or even a match
bullets fly to glory and a good days work, bullets fly to earn someone a silver cross.children crying and sitting on their knees
as if starving them wasn't enough now they must be shot too.
the sun shinning where no sun is needed as there are no fields left.
mothers lost husbands and children lost parents in this chess game called war.
what have you lost in your upmarket offices and your...
678 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2012 9:42am
3rd Jan 2012 9:42am
insanity
mind filled with a spectrum of colours
ideas and faces run rampant within
emotions that bind and tear into the soul
bottomless pit so dark and silent
closed eyes still see many faces
and places that have been could have been
people shouting into deaf ears never listened
couldn't listen never wanted to listen
sweaty hands gripping at air
cannot breathe don't want to breathe anymore
im a mixed bag of emmotional vomit
filled to the point of bursting
...
ideas and faces run rampant within
emotions that bind and tear into the soul
bottomless pit so dark and silent
closed eyes still see many faces
and places that have been could have been
people shouting into deaf ears never listened
couldn't listen never wanted to listen
sweaty hands gripping at air
cannot breathe don't want to breathe anymore
im a mixed bag of emmotional vomit
filled to the point of bursting
...
608 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Dec 2011 8:57am
30th Dec 2011 8:57am
incubus
i watch you walk and do your thing
in this house of yours
when night fall comes and all is still
i'll watch you close the doors
draw your curtains and take your bath
as i stand here on my own
i'll wait here very patiently
tonight you'll start to moan
get into bed now sleepy head
close those pretty eyes
now let me hold you close to me
no one will hear your cries
i'll hold you down, you cannot move
let me have my way with you
my hellish eyes will frighten you
hold still now don't be cruel
my...
in this house of yours
when night fall comes and all is still
i'll watch you close the doors
draw your curtains and take your bath
as i stand here on my own
i'll wait here very patiently
tonight you'll start to moan
get into bed now sleepy head
close those pretty eyes
now let me hold you close to me
no one will hear your cries
i'll hold you down, you cannot move
let me have my way with you
my hellish eyes will frighten you
hold still now don't be cruel
my...
638 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Dec 2011 5:47am
29th Dec 2011 5:47am
so alone
a short story
eyes open as retina's expand
taking in more light
dust settles on my face
softly caressing my cheeks
soft wind blows my hair around
almost feels reassuring
boom boom boom
suddenly as memory meets flesh
my heart beats faster
my chest becomes clogged with the realisation
that all is not well
boom boom boom
slowly i turn my head around and see the inevitable
my eyes, oh i so hope that you lie to me
concrete so cold on my bare back
blood trickling into my mouth
boom boom boom...
eyes open as retina's expand
taking in more light
dust settles on my face
softly caressing my cheeks
soft wind blows my hair around
almost feels reassuring
boom boom boom
suddenly as memory meets flesh
my heart beats faster
my chest becomes clogged with the realisation
that all is not well
boom boom boom
slowly i turn my head around and see the inevitable
my eyes, oh i so hope that you lie to me
concrete so cold on my bare back
blood trickling into my mouth
boom boom boom...
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ANGER POEM
Published
28th Dec 2011 2:31pm
28th Dec 2011 2:31pm
run rebel run
even though you stand your ground
hands shaking and trembling
even though you make no sound
some things worth remembering
what is right, no space for wrong
stand up, be tough
be brave, be strong
for now we have had enough
they point their guns and throw their smoke
their wickedness knows no end
while we cough and we choke
stand up, we have to defend
get your weapons, get your guns
hide away your wives
say goodbye to your sons
tell them to enjoy their lives
we run and the ground starts to shake ...
hands shaking and trembling
even though you make no sound
some things worth remembering
what is right, no space for wrong
stand up, be tough
be brave, be strong
for now we have had enough
they point their guns and throw their smoke
their wickedness knows no end
while we cough and we choke
stand up, we have to defend
get your weapons, get your guns
hide away your wives
say goodbye to your sons
tell them to enjoy their lives
we run and the ground starts to shake ...
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Dec 2011 11:15am
28th Dec 2011 11:15am
stained sheets
drip drip .......drip
a knife i now grip
gave myself the slip
lightheaded trip
it is now done
the end has begun
my last song has been sung
nowhere to run
drip drip......drip
this i cannot fight
shoulders feel so light
this my last night
good night, sleep tight
drip drip ....................
a knife i now grip
gave myself the slip
lightheaded trip
it is now done
the end has begun
my last song has been sung
nowhere to run
drip drip......drip
this i cannot fight
shoulders feel so light
this my last night
good night, sleep tight
drip drip ....................
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Dec 2011 6:28am
28th Dec 2011 6:28am
never ever
to be the one that has to choose
must be so terrible
to be the one who has to lose
the very most inevitable
three weeks here have i been
growing deep inside
never heard or seen
wish i could run and hide
no chance for me to see the day
your mind already made
never once will i pray
into nothingness i'll fade
you chose my future and my past
for me there is no tale
i hope the memory of me will last
now forgive me as i turn pale
pehaps my memory in some form
is my chance to live
from your...
must be so terrible
to be the one who has to lose
the very most inevitable
three weeks here have i been
growing deep inside
never heard or seen
wish i could run and hide
no chance for me to see the day
your mind already made
never once will i pray
into nothingness i'll fade
you chose my future and my past
for me there is no tale
i hope the memory of me will last
now forgive me as i turn pale
pehaps my memory in some form
is my chance to live
from your...
729 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Dec 2011 7:12am
24th Dec 2011 7:12am
dances in the dark
light the fires and get the kids
tonight we have a feast
get the crosses and pierce their ribs
call upon the beast
draw the pentogram in the sand
throw around your salt
light your candles black as night
draw near your cult
shadow figures dance around
and unto hell they cry
one young virgin we now have found
tonight she has to die
bring glory to the hounds of hell
call upon their name
vicious stories they have to tell
let's inflict the pain
tie her hands and tie her feet
but do not gag the...
tonight we have a feast
get the crosses and pierce their ribs
call upon the beast
draw the pentogram in the sand
throw around your salt
light your candles black as night
draw near your cult
shadow figures dance around
and unto hell they cry
one young virgin we now have found
tonight she has to die
bring glory to the hounds of hell
call upon their name
vicious stories they have to tell
let's inflict the pain
tie her hands and tie her feet
but do not gag the...
684 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
24th Dec 2011 4:52am
24th Dec 2011 4:52am
as the crow flies
the wind teases the naked old oak tree
branches creaking and moaning from side to side
white chested crow so quiet and free
lands upon the naked old oak tree
sky so grey and rain so light
lands upon the white chested crow
chest like snow and wings like night
what secrets does he know?
no sound of laughter in this show
only a naked old oak tree
and a white chested crow
sitting above just looking at me
branches creaking and moaning from side to side
white chested crow so quiet and free
lands upon the naked old oak tree
sky so grey and rain so light
lands upon the white chested crow
chest like snow and wings like night
what secrets does he know?
no sound of laughter in this show
only a naked old oak tree
and a white chested crow
sitting above just looking at me
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2011 7:44am
23rd Dec 2011 7:44am
what army?
a tribute to the weak
i now make
the poor people,the children,
into this poem, i now take
your laws and your taxes have decimated us
no bread to eat tonight, just the crust
scraping cents together to buy a bed
most of us wont wake tomorrow,.....dead
you send your guns when we stand up
you send your army and we get fucked up
we just want a chance, to get out the rain
but you don't see our suffering and pain
we gather around and make our plans
we spread the word and create our fans
tonight is the night when we take back...
i now make
the poor people,the children,
into this poem, i now take
your laws and your taxes have decimated us
no bread to eat tonight, just the crust
scraping cents together to buy a bed
most of us wont wake tomorrow,.....dead
you send your guns when we stand up
you send your army and we get fucked up
we just want a chance, to get out the rain
but you don't see our suffering and pain
we gather around and make our plans
we spread the word and create our fans
tonight is the night when we take back...
772 reads
4 Comments
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