Submissions by schizodude (a voice from the void)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
a shadow of what once was, preserved by caffeine and spite, i turmoil the days in order to give shape to words
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Aug 2016 9:07am
8th Aug 2016 9:07am
untitled
beautiful Dryades
where have you gone about
your home is in ruin
humanity sulks about
Okeanides, nurse of Life
how much have we destroyed
once beautiful flowing
now tainted and polluted
Naiades and Hydriades
are slowly becoming no more
for in conquesting moods
humanity drinks you dry
Hadryades and Meliai
found slain on this page
for you were once beauty
now shaped into page
where have you gone about
your home is in ruin
humanity sulks about
Okeanides, nurse of Life
how much have we destroyed
once beautiful flowing
now tainted and polluted
Naiades and Hydriades
are slowly becoming no more
for in conquesting moods
humanity drinks you dry
Hadryades and Meliai
found slain on this page
for you were once beauty
now shaped into page
677 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jul 2016 4:25am
20th Jul 2016 4:25am
challenges in the aftermath
stranger tides have rocked my mental physique
colliding anatomical creation within shifted perspective
moments of now continually break apart this visage
yet there laid upon marble floors of idealistic venture
you lay...
still...
whether encapsulated cataclysm of emotion concretely dispute
logical formation of thoughts bound by philosophical ventures
this confusion...i lay outside these bounds understanding little
but exploding tensions jetting fierce emotional attributes i feel
nonetheless
your eyes...
capture my...
colliding anatomical creation within shifted perspective
moments of now continually break apart this visage
yet there laid upon marble floors of idealistic venture
you lay...
still...
whether encapsulated cataclysm of emotion concretely dispute
logical formation of thoughts bound by philosophical ventures
this confusion...i lay outside these bounds understanding little
but exploding tensions jetting fierce emotional attributes i feel
nonetheless
your eyes...
capture my...
778 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jul 2016 6:19pm
15th Jul 2016 6:19pm
heart full of sorrow (collaboration with MsRocky Jackson)
Can't say I haven't noticed you watching me each and every time me and mine are together.
The intense moments you and I have together are oh so memorable and yet so intriguing.
There are things about you that I can't forget.
Like how you look deep into my eyes,
They seduce me;
It's almost as if you're trying to hypnotize me to make me come your way.
Or it could be the nights you seemed like you wanted me to stay awhile longer and not leave with the one that I call my own,
The one that I share my home with,
And the one that is none other than your best...
The intense moments you and I have together are oh so memorable and yet so intriguing.
There are things about you that I can't forget.
Like how you look deep into my eyes,
They seduce me;
It's almost as if you're trying to hypnotize me to make me come your way.
Or it could be the nights you seemed like you wanted me to stay awhile longer and not leave with the one that I call my own,
The one that I share my home with,
And the one that is none other than your best...
822 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2016 2:06am
2nd Jun 2016 2:06am
poetic art
these fingers itch to weave across
oceans of literary rhyme
between shapes disguised as books
focused neither on past nor present
merely in the moment of here and now
confusing allegorical symbolism
made to provide some order of reconvening
sense in between the linear focus we sought
to describe in conquesting labels
formed within scientific thought
theoretical adventures alienating reason
trapped inside orthodoxical paradigm
confused between illusionary reality
we have come to dub Life
faced with outwards possibilities to...
oceans of literary rhyme
between shapes disguised as books
focused neither on past nor present
merely in the moment of here and now
confusing allegorical symbolism
made to provide some order of reconvening
sense in between the linear focus we sought
to describe in conquesting labels
formed within scientific thought
theoretical adventures alienating reason
trapped inside orthodoxical paradigm
confused between illusionary reality
we have come to dub Life
faced with outwards possibilities to...
670 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2016 2:04am
2nd Jun 2016 2:04am
poet's dilemma
rhythmic symbolistic ritual
contorting constant waves of confusion
spiced together along lines
made for literary altercations
between meaning and prose
contesting perhaps our understanding
of what lay before sight
perhaps even questioning our resolve
whether in small delicate phrase
or
SCREAMING WILES OF STRENGTH
regardless of thought inspired
all is what has transpired
focused on inner thought
or revealing inphysical hues
at times lost between the meaning
not appreciating just the piece
maybe its nothing...
contorting constant waves of confusion
spiced together along lines
made for literary altercations
between meaning and prose
contesting perhaps our understanding
of what lay before sight
perhaps even questioning our resolve
whether in small delicate phrase
or
SCREAMING WILES OF STRENGTH
regardless of thought inspired
all is what has transpired
focused on inner thought
or revealing inphysical hues
at times lost between the meaning
not appreciating just the piece
maybe its nothing...
698 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2016 9:56pm
19th May 2016 9:56pm
what we have become
we are robotic beings infused with soul
equating ourselves to be human
yet knowing nothing of the like
we try to be free and live
although in our lives we have not done so
capturing beauty inside yet all the same
squashing it without form given
taken together by our own thoughts
of existential questions
with which we look unto others to try and describe
we use others words and meanings to espouse
our own illiterate confusion of Life
from which we are but mere passerbys
content on nothing more than what we can see
shaping our...
equating ourselves to be human
yet knowing nothing of the like
we try to be free and live
although in our lives we have not done so
capturing beauty inside yet all the same
squashing it without form given
taken together by our own thoughts
of existential questions
with which we look unto others to try and describe
we use others words and meanings to espouse
our own illiterate confusion of Life
from which we are but mere passerbys
content on nothing more than what we can see
shaping our...
676 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2016 9:53pm
19th May 2016 9:53pm
robotic
confused flow of literate
compunctions driven between
infinite meaning hiding in between
scripted words reposed upon
gleaming white sheet
of trees once alive
with which we clamor to uphold
our own self-righteous exclamations
proclaiming to be free inside
nonetheless farther from the truth
most of us merely glaze upon
the fabric we dub Life, reality
however few may be out there
existential wandering beings of light
forming their own thoughts upon
life lived to extent with wonder
not stamped out but freely...
compunctions driven between
infinite meaning hiding in between
scripted words reposed upon
gleaming white sheet
of trees once alive
with which we clamor to uphold
our own self-righteous exclamations
proclaiming to be free inside
nonetheless farther from the truth
most of us merely glaze upon
the fabric we dub Life, reality
however few may be out there
existential wandering beings of light
forming their own thoughts upon
life lived to extent with wonder
not stamped out but freely...
548 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th May 2016 8:29am
16th May 2016 8:29am
my way
fate does not steer my course
for i travel a road far beyond its reach
cycling between courses of rhythmic hue
battling inner doubt of failure awaits
no more sorrow shall etch its way
without my explicit appeal
greatness awaits for these hands
steadily tracing its contour
apply what many wish
i shall succeed where others failed
not with cocky tones but mere confidence
shall achieve a goal many sought to grasp
constantly striving without staying down
pushing till my last physical breath
until these aching bones tire in their...
for i travel a road far beyond its reach
cycling between courses of rhythmic hue
battling inner doubt of failure awaits
no more sorrow shall etch its way
without my explicit appeal
greatness awaits for these hands
steadily tracing its contour
apply what many wish
i shall succeed where others failed
not with cocky tones but mere confidence
shall achieve a goal many sought to grasp
constantly striving without staying down
pushing till my last physical breath
until these aching bones tire in their...
609 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th May 2016 1:03am
12th May 2016 1:03am
a Message for You
Hope cannot fully reward those who choose to stay
For inside is your path of today
No more lingering before the road
Make a choice or be alone
Inside these words echoing clouds of repose
For i have chosen my road
One which lights up the sky
In fervent use of lingustic mode
Poetic discourse between the gods
Which lay just beyond reach but straining
nonetheless, i push to inquire
What is the purpose of truth
In a world full of lies
Mind boggling paranoia induced unto itself
Creating intricate designs of continuity ...
For inside is your path of today
No more lingering before the road
Make a choice or be alone
Inside these words echoing clouds of repose
For i have chosen my road
One which lights up the sky
In fervent use of lingustic mode
Poetic discourse between the gods
Which lay just beyond reach but straining
nonetheless, i push to inquire
What is the purpose of truth
In a world full of lies
Mind boggling paranoia induced unto itself
Creating intricate designs of continuity ...
638 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th May 2016 8:58pm
4th May 2016 8:58pm
thought
how more does ink filled page
need to believe that life is free
beautiful indeed
need to believe that life is free
beautiful indeed
531 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th May 2016 8:56pm
4th May 2016 8:56pm
paper
my medium of choice
in which inadequate symbols
portray fragile state of being
which encapsulated most of what
was my past by means of
self hatred directed at who i was
and the deeds at which i had done
now skip towards a different beat
one which now allowed for growth
showing a way towards peace within
only if you decide to accept it inside
so playing towards this muse
i accepted what lay inside
cascading torrents of emotional pain
locked away to never be set free
now pushed forth to ind ere a sense
of direction,...
in which inadequate symbols
portray fragile state of being
which encapsulated most of what
was my past by means of
self hatred directed at who i was
and the deeds at which i had done
now skip towards a different beat
one which now allowed for growth
showing a way towards peace within
only if you decide to accept it inside
so playing towards this muse
i accepted what lay inside
cascading torrents of emotional pain
locked away to never be set free
now pushed forth to ind ere a sense
of direction,...
612 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd May 2016 10:33am
3rd May 2016 10:33am
i try for you
Silence holds too many words
Wished expressions but never true
So written that they may be used
Once again to alleviate broken rules
Constant barage of lonely hue
I no longer want to be such a soul
In which i lose this chance
I am but here to write what i may
Hoping to once again find you
Typing away in brilliant use
Of poetic discourse between the chance
Continual sight of beauty which
Cannot but shine its light upon you
Perhaps i may as bold to say
That i have never been this infused
To portray the right words which
I hope...
Wished expressions but never true
So written that they may be used
Once again to alleviate broken rules
Constant barage of lonely hue
I no longer want to be such a soul
In which i lose this chance
I am but here to write what i may
Hoping to once again find you
Typing away in brilliant use
Of poetic discourse between the chance
Continual sight of beauty which
Cannot but shine its light upon you
Perhaps i may as bold to say
That i have never been this infused
To portray the right words which
I hope...
693 reads
4 Comments
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