Submissions by samael (Zaroff poetry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"God makes some men poets. Some He makes kings, some beggars.”
SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2017 5:16pm
15th Nov 2017 5:16pm
Wait till you see the whites of their eyes
Will i be a better man than my father
who cheated on my mother 8 times
sending letters
leaving women in Florida crying
where his motorcycle was parked
and the grass had died
visit me and my brother
once a month in
VW's
Chevrolet's
throw some money at us
will i have as much love as my mother
resilient
lived in barns as a kid
enduring her insane mother who
chopped at herself with knives
she still remembers dads social security number
would take him back to this very day
it's been almost 25 years ...
who cheated on my mother 8 times
sending letters
leaving women in Florida crying
where his motorcycle was parked
and the grass had died
visit me and my brother
once a month in
VW's
Chevrolet's
throw some money at us
will i have as much love as my mother
resilient
lived in barns as a kid
enduring her insane mother who
chopped at herself with knives
she still remembers dads social security number
would take him back to this very day
it's been almost 25 years ...
#secrets
#UnrequitedLove
#SelfReflection
#suffering
#emotional
753 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2017 2:36pm
14th Nov 2017 2:36pm
Turning Pirate
Shells of cicadas
silent
no longer drum like
cryptic
cover
rotten
faded
wooden fence posts
avoiding predators
past hipsters
harlots
heretics
Hitlers
sneezing their way into
autumn leaf piles
raked up by railway men
blue faded overalls
in their off hours from
rails sparking
so good they could make runs with their eyes closed
parallel parking
in leaking lines
pretty power hungry madmen
folding pocket squares
brilliant purple poking
black dots dangling
pinstripe...
silent
no longer drum like
cryptic
cover
rotten
faded
wooden fence posts
avoiding predators
past hipsters
harlots
heretics
Hitlers
sneezing their way into
autumn leaf piles
raked up by railway men
blue faded overalls
in their off hours from
rails sparking
so good they could make runs with their eyes closed
parallel parking
in leaking lines
pretty power hungry madmen
folding pocket squares
brilliant purple poking
black dots dangling
pinstripe...
#water
#spiritual
#MyInspiration #SelfReflection
#MyInspiration #SelfReflection
623 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
13th Nov 2017 8:42pm
13th Nov 2017 8:42pm
Picture poison paraphernalia
Prick your finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel
cough into a white handkerchief
spotted with blood
i spot you on the street corner waiting with your bike
yellow broken light
spot upon black dresses
white collars
woven
wind witches
tossing leaves in the air
picture perfect for flying a kite
running through fields with you
over dried yellow grass
beauty beyond compare
who wanders
through flash effects
endless tall growing stalks
grasping at the souls
of silent demons ...
cough into a white handkerchief
spotted with blood
i spot you on the street corner waiting with your bike
yellow broken light
spot upon black dresses
white collars
woven
wind witches
tossing leaves in the air
picture perfect for flying a kite
running through fields with you
over dried yellow grass
beauty beyond compare
who wanders
through flash effects
endless tall growing stalks
grasping at the souls
of silent demons ...
#hope
#childhood
#family
#memories
#bittersweet
695 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
13th Nov 2017 8:41pm
13th Nov 2017 8:41pm
Trapped in a conversation
Streaks of the mop water
on epoxy
sparkling
from a dingy yellow mop bucket
cleaned up a month before
makes the minute hand run slow
water dripping from the Polyvinyl chloride
everything i make i put in the oven
at threehundred and sixty five degrees
catches on fire
Fahrenheit feeds the devil
stabbing holes in the firewall
installing
whiskey wipers in all of the
small pink cars
big yellow trucks
the surgery patients with their rotator cuffs
drilling into
breaking bone
hip replacement's ...
on epoxy
sparkling
from a dingy yellow mop bucket
cleaned up a month before
makes the minute hand run slow
water dripping from the Polyvinyl chloride
everything i make i put in the oven
at threehundred and sixty five degrees
catches on fire
Fahrenheit feeds the devil
stabbing holes in the firewall
installing
whiskey wipers in all of the
small pink cars
big yellow trucks
the surgery patients with their rotator cuffs
drilling into
breaking bone
hip replacement's ...
#LifeAsAWriter
483 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2017 11:58am
13th Nov 2017 11:58am
The mute button is fantastic
I will clean this house
tear the gold
twisty
dented
door knobs
off the yellow daylights smile
delicate
dream
dancing
do you recall
when i said i Love you
throw the couch out in the yard
this year has gone to shit
or did it slap me
with a salt shaker
so i could taste
what i was doing to myself
i will clean this house
take a hammer to every mirror
just to hear that sweet
sweet
breaking sound
i've reflected on my actions enough
burn my clothes
in a green oil drum ...
tear the gold
twisty
dented
door knobs
off the yellow daylights smile
delicate
dream
dancing
do you recall
when i said i Love you
throw the couch out in the yard
this year has gone to shit
or did it slap me
with a salt shaker
so i could taste
what i was doing to myself
i will clean this house
take a hammer to every mirror
just to hear that sweet
sweet
breaking sound
i've reflected on my actions enough
burn my clothes
in a green oil drum ...
#dark
527 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2017 11:58am
13th Nov 2017 11:58am
This world is a garden bar with a sneeze guard built for me and you
Does this crucifixion come with curly fries
spear me or spare me
spicy rum extract
how about a birthday cake milkshake
in a chilled glass
or a kiss from Judas may be just as sweet
seep into the dirty eggshell tile floors
like nasty facial pours
reward with a red ryder BB gun
most girls just wanna have fun in the sun
plastic trim on the poster frame broke
and the spoiled bananas have been
sitting on the shaky island counter for a week now
you may want to clean up your act
i'll act my age
act a scene
if...
spear me or spare me
spicy rum extract
how about a birthday cake milkshake
in a chilled glass
or a kiss from Judas may be just as sweet
seep into the dirty eggshell tile floors
like nasty facial pours
reward with a red ryder BB gun
most girls just wanna have fun in the sun
plastic trim on the poster frame broke
and the spoiled bananas have been
sitting on the shaky island counter for a week now
you may want to clean up your act
i'll act my age
act a scene
if...
#PopCulture
556 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2017 1:56pm
12th Nov 2017 1:56pm
All sales final
This morning breeds failure
like bringing home a new T.V.
cracking it on the car ride in
bleeding through glass and LCD
blue
liquid
metal
melting through
the flashing
horror
in the early morning hours
dew tapping on the window
as if to be
let in
light me on
fire
and leave me for the
woods
arm yourselves
for the animals have teeth
and care not for your fence lines
like bringing home a new T.V.
cracking it on the car ride in
bleeding through glass and LCD
blue
liquid
metal
melting through
the flashing
horror
in the early morning hours
dew tapping on the window
as if to be
let in
light me on
fire
and leave me for the
woods
arm yourselves
for the animals have teeth
and care not for your fence lines
#rain
#money
#consumerism
#greed
#disappointment
553 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2017 1:47pm
12th Nov 2017 1:47pm
Lynch mob to the front please
I let the hero in me die
and lived long enough
to see the villain
become me
pulling spirits out of bodies
like teeth
with steel metal tools
twisting
and twisting
trapped in a wooden box
clawing to get out
but i asked to be
cremated
cut the white lily flowers
throw them in the
rushing wet creek bed
clear water
picnic at the cemetery
pine trees towering
stand on a picture perfect mountaintop
bamboo rising at the bottom
surrounded by city streets
i use to run on as a kid
and...
and lived long enough
to see the villain
become me
pulling spirits out of bodies
like teeth
with steel metal tools
twisting
and twisting
trapped in a wooden box
clawing to get out
but i asked to be
cremated
cut the white lily flowers
throw them in the
rushing wet creek bed
clear water
picnic at the cemetery
pine trees towering
stand on a picture perfect mountaintop
bamboo rising at the bottom
surrounded by city streets
i use to run on as a kid
and...
#identity
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
577 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 4:19pm
11th Nov 2017 4:19pm
Coaxing of an angels appetite
Can i come a little closer
i must confess
you’re as beautiful as an Angel
i swear i can still hear your voice
from when you drunk dialed me
The sons of God saw the Daughters of Men that were fair
Burning Ones
Godly Beings
your own imperfections
you own
making you more like me than you know
they could also drag you farther away
than i ever thought possible
heel marks in the dirt
short
yet aerodynamic
bitchy
yet i best not stop you
for i wish to...
i must confess
you’re as beautiful as an Angel
i swear i can still hear your voice
from when you drunk dialed me
The sons of God saw the Daughters of Men that were fair
Burning Ones
Godly Beings
your own imperfections
you own
making you more like me than you know
they could also drag you farther away
than i ever thought possible
heel marks in the dirt
short
yet aerodynamic
bitchy
yet i best not stop you
for i wish to...
#love
#angels
#spiritual
#admiration
#StreamOfConsciousness
556 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 1:37pm
11th Nov 2017 1:37pm
Next year is not soon enough
The long
opaque
white
florescent light bulbs
in the side drivers hallway
of the pizza joint
have been
flashing
for a week now
solid
like from out of a horror movie
just before someone
dies
imagine
blood
splattered on
white walls
whimpering
hung up on meat hooks
or
hiding in the dark
hysterical
as the killer hovers over
friends faces
looked better on them anyways
it refuses to believe
Halloween is over
help...
opaque
white
florescent light bulbs
in the side drivers hallway
of the pizza joint
have been
flashing
for a week now
solid
like from out of a horror movie
just before someone
dies
imagine
blood
splattered on
white walls
whimpering
hung up on meat hooks
or
hiding in the dark
hysterical
as the killer hovers over
friends faces
looked better on them anyways
it refuses to believe
Halloween is over
help...
#dark
#scary
#funny #nightmares
#funny #nightmares
608 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Nov 2017 5:05pm
10th Nov 2017 5:05pm
The wind blows just to feel your wings
I'll speak of blue eyes
that blush
red lips
to kiss
ivory skin upon
fingertips
the placement of your hand
so i may bow
and place a dreamers wish
on heavy heart to knees
nightingale
come sing your song
the night sky
adorns you
with stars
that blush
red lips
to kiss
ivory skin upon
fingertips
the placement of your hand
so i may bow
and place a dreamers wish
on heavy heart to knees
nightingale
come sing your song
the night sky
adorns you
with stars
#women
#music
#lyrics
#feminism
#dance
591 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Nov 2017 12:51pm
10th Nov 2017 12:51pm
2000 letters in a lifetime
Mechanically separate the silent soul
the shell goes to the highest bidder
brighten my breakfast
with a
noose
tied in a knot
with numbers counting down to a destination
for a number of nails in my fingertips
pulling out with tweezers
super soaker
filled with whiskey
solitary confinment
is
a
creature crawling
a cold reminder of the huge dark stone castles
with secret passages
corridors
in everyone
decent human beings
dragged here
with a destruction for the
faint at...
the shell goes to the highest bidder
brighten my breakfast
with a
noose
tied in a knot
with numbers counting down to a destination
for a number of nails in my fingertips
pulling out with tweezers
super soaker
filled with whiskey
solitary confinment
is
a
creature crawling
a cold reminder of the huge dark stone castles
with secret passages
corridors
in everyone
decent human beings
dragged here
with a destruction for the
faint at...
#PopCulture
569 reads
1 Comment
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