Submissions by seascape
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
How deep can you think ~ How much can you feel?
The anguish of sacrifice; and the surrender of love
To mingle the minds eye; and impair the purpose… you call life
Do you see, past the enchantment of it all
Grasping onto undying thoughts
Pretending it is not ours at all
To hinder, what guides our immortal living soul
Senses sore, beyond levels of ultimate control
Smell me, Touch me, Taste me, Hear me, See me
Colliding into an explosion, of one out of two
A compositional make up, of electrical charges
Radiating universal energy’s winding around you, wrapping around me
To mingle the minds eye; and impair the purpose… you call life
Do you see, past the enchantment of it all
Grasping onto undying thoughts
Pretending it is not ours at all
To hinder, what guides our immortal living soul
Senses sore, beyond levels of ultimate control
Smell me, Touch me, Taste me, Hear me, See me
Colliding into an explosion, of one out of two
A compositional make up, of electrical charges
Radiating universal energy’s winding around you, wrapping around me
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Baby I feel primitive
808 reads
Join Me
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I remember he said call me uncle Tom
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Can you make me cum
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How
What is happening, how do I fix this
I love you, I love you, I love you… I
I feel my breath is leaving me
I do not see a light in the distance
My arms are burning, the rain is falling
My heart is hurting, winds whirl round me
I love you, I love you, I love you
I feel so empty
What do I do, tell me how do I make this better
You need me, I feel you need me
I think I am poison to you, I am bad, I hurt you
I do not see the light in the distance
The storm is here, I listen as it swirls round me
I think I need to go,...
I love you, I love you, I love you… I
I feel my breath is leaving me
I do not see a light in the distance
My arms are burning, the rain is falling
My heart is hurting, winds whirl round me
I love you, I love you, I love you
I feel so empty
What do I do, tell me how do I make this better
You need me, I feel you need me
I think I am poison to you, I am bad, I hurt you
I do not see the light in the distance
The storm is here, I listen as it swirls round me
I think I need to go,...
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Can you hear me
If I were drowning in the ocean, you know. Like I was being pulled down and rolled over, Tossed and turned; flattened and then knotted up. Pounding me, beating me into the floor, of the depths in the vast unrelenting sea.
would your hear my underwater screams
would you jump in here, and save me... and when I die
would you always want to remember me
tell me, tell me, tell me... please just say it to me
what are you thinking
If I was the 8 O'clock flight trying to get to you, but the vicious rains started falling. The unstable winds started growling, and this...
would your hear my underwater screams
would you jump in here, and save me... and when I die
would you always want to remember me
tell me, tell me, tell me... please just say it to me
what are you thinking
If I was the 8 O'clock flight trying to get to you, but the vicious rains started falling. The unstable winds started growling, and this...
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The Hot Sun Song Sings
Indigent peaks of flat lands; fading into shadows with oranges and browns and failing greens... the hot sun song sings
Uncontrollable cry's, that hush into sobbing, painfully held back screams... long into the night
Rushing rivers and creeks, the ocean blends all this filth; and filters the lost lives... of indignity
Innocent troubled minds, try to grasp the reason behind all this madness; it's easy to understand, why you tend to get a little... crazy
Tired arms, legs burning, chest heaving; for just a small breath- but you keep holding on, and you...
Uncontrollable cry's, that hush into sobbing, painfully held back screams... long into the night
Rushing rivers and creeks, the ocean blends all this filth; and filters the lost lives... of indignity
Innocent troubled minds, try to grasp the reason behind all this madness; it's easy to understand, why you tend to get a little... crazy
Tired arms, legs burning, chest heaving; for just a small breath- but you keep holding on, and you...
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Pull
Up and down
in and out
round and round
push and pull
black and white
you want me I want you
all over again
what now, What happens now, can you tell me... can you tell me
Its not a classic to a symphony, or a strut of jazz with a jingle or a soulful cry of drastic harmony
I just go up... when I do, I can fly; no one can touch me up here: but I will pull you up with me... if you want me to
I just get down... when I do, it is very low; a sand grain of doubt would not fit between me and you: but, would it want too
I did not mean to...
in and out
round and round
push and pull
black and white
you want me I want you
all over again
what now, What happens now, can you tell me... can you tell me
Its not a classic to a symphony, or a strut of jazz with a jingle or a soulful cry of drastic harmony
I just go up... when I do, I can fly; no one can touch me up here: but I will pull you up with me... if you want me to
I just get down... when I do, it is very low; a sand grain of doubt would not fit between me and you: but, would it want too
I did not mean to...
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Us
Sway to rhythm, it’s something you feel…deep within
it can be happy, or sad; but it is always something
feel, feel, feelings… it is about what your feeling
don't think? they say don't think ? but it doesn't go away
relax, settle into the pain, let it choke me…and I breathe
sway, sway, swaying to the rhythm; pretending I am not me
we all do the same thing; why are you hiding? you are broken too
I am just humble enough to say it…don't worry! I will speak up for me... and you
let go, and let the rhythm sooth you
let it be, let it...
it can be happy, or sad; but it is always something
feel, feel, feelings… it is about what your feeling
don't think? they say don't think ? but it doesn't go away
relax, settle into the pain, let it choke me…and I breathe
sway, sway, swaying to the rhythm; pretending I am not me
we all do the same thing; why are you hiding? you are broken too
I am just humble enough to say it…don't worry! I will speak up for me... and you
let go, and let the rhythm sooth you
let it be, let it...
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Crazy
I think something is wrong with me
I have entered a world, I do not feel comfortable in
I think something is trying to destroy me
It is making me sick, and fucking crazy
I think something, is wrong with me
I was carefree, and lively, and energetic, and happy
I was not tied down or committed, I was just what I wanted, when I wanted to be
I was sexual and dominant, in control and life was in my hands: simple and free
I never cared what was out there: I only cared about what was here, around me
I was open, and honest, and sure of myself, and rested:...
I have entered a world, I do not feel comfortable in
I think something is trying to destroy me
It is making me sick, and fucking crazy
I think something, is wrong with me
I was carefree, and lively, and energetic, and happy
I was not tied down or committed, I was just what I wanted, when I wanted to be
I was sexual and dominant, in control and life was in my hands: simple and free
I never cared what was out there: I only cared about what was here, around me
I was open, and honest, and sure of myself, and rested:...
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In me
The woman in me, wants to hold you to my breast, and rub your beautiful head and face
The woman in me, wants to sit with you and listen to everything, you need to say
The woman in me, wants to rub your body with hot scented oil, to take all your pain away
The woman in me
The woman in me
The woman in me
The woman in me, fights so hard not to see: whats in the world around me, making me feel ugly
The woman in me, try’s to ignore all the tv adds and magazines, saying I need to look that way
The woman in me gets so weak, and tired, and insecure, and frigid, and…...
The woman in me, wants to sit with you and listen to everything, you need to say
The woman in me, wants to rub your body with hot scented oil, to take all your pain away
The woman in me
The woman in me
The woman in me
The woman in me, fights so hard not to see: whats in the world around me, making me feel ugly
The woman in me, try’s to ignore all the tv adds and magazines, saying I need to look that way
The woman in me gets so weak, and tired, and insecure, and frigid, and…...
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