Submissions by skillz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
you can never measure yourself on comparison. In you, think excellent,and from it bring truth,feeling and imagnation
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 10:16pm
20th Sep 2011 10:16pm
THOUGHTS OF VEGENCE
these feet carry a body of vegence,
a soul baying for blood,
in search of a dress on the run,
a brown african daughter i prey,
her picture in mind hang,
her scent in the wind i follow,
she can run but never swift for my rage,
find her if you can,
drag her through those streets,
dump her at my feet,
let her in tears mercy beg,
a deaf ear am ready to give,
my heart she did break,
now,
her bones crush i will,
her flesh i shall reap apart,
over her frail figure i shall dance,
raining blows and kicks,
in laughter i shall drown...
a soul baying for blood,
in search of a dress on the run,
a brown african daughter i prey,
her picture in mind hang,
her scent in the wind i follow,
she can run but never swift for my rage,
find her if you can,
drag her through those streets,
dump her at my feet,
let her in tears mercy beg,
a deaf ear am ready to give,
my heart she did break,
now,
her bones crush i will,
her flesh i shall reap apart,
over her frail figure i shall dance,
raining blows and kicks,
in laughter i shall drown...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Sep 2011 8:39pm
15th Sep 2011 8:39pm
Duet of the Bitch and the Dog
Nora n Skillz:
I shot the windows of your
car,
and I had a reason for smashing
each and every one,
your side window
for every time I sat there and you
yelled at me.
for every moment you hit me
physically,
for every second you opened the
door and pulled my hair,
for every minute people couldn't
do anything but stare.
your back windows
for every time you pushed me in
n I screamed,
for every moment you abused me
sexually,
for every scratch on my lighter
skin,
for every second you had to
being.
your back...
I shot the windows of your
car,
and I had a reason for smashing
each and every one,
your side window
for every time I sat there and you
yelled at me.
for every moment you hit me
physically,
for every second you opened the
door and pulled my hair,
for every minute people couldn't
do anything but stare.
your back windows
for every time you pushed me in
n I screamed,
for every moment you abused me
sexually,
for every scratch on my lighter
skin,
for every second you had to
being.
your back...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Sep 2011 8:56am
11th Sep 2011 8:56am
The lady in red
in the midst of men in black
suits,
a lady passed in a red dress,
a red clutch embellished in,
red beads in wavy patterns,
her feet riding on blood red,
highly scandalous prada stilettos,
and her lips elegant and
versatile,
on that glossy red galia lipstick,
her short red dress made the
heads,
robotically turn in a preset
unison,
and their mouths drooled,
and their hearts did race,
and in a black casket lay a man,
that could tell of this femme
fatale,
that walks in red and calls on a
red cell,
that writes on a...
suits,
a lady passed in a red dress,
a red clutch embellished in,
red beads in wavy patterns,
her feet riding on blood red,
highly scandalous prada stilettos,
and her lips elegant and
versatile,
on that glossy red galia lipstick,
her short red dress made the
heads,
robotically turn in a preset
unison,
and their mouths drooled,
and their hearts did race,
and in a black casket lay a man,
that could tell of this femme
fatale,
that walks in red and calls on a
red cell,
that writes on a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2011 8:49am
11th Sep 2011 8:49am
sunset
on a keen day fall,
we did part ways,
days gone but i see,
in clarity like my vodka shot,
the time you had chosen,
all prepared,
the event in a certain theatrical
genious of your own,
in black stockings,
high heels,
a lavender dress with an Indian
brocade,
opal earrings,
bracelets,
perfumed and hair combed,
eyelids shining with bluish
cosmetics,
all that element of theatre in
those looks,
damned be the flavor of
subjugation,
in what was my love for you..
i picture what would have
happened,
if...
we did part ways,
days gone but i see,
in clarity like my vodka shot,
the time you had chosen,
all prepared,
the event in a certain theatrical
genious of your own,
in black stockings,
high heels,
a lavender dress with an Indian
brocade,
opal earrings,
bracelets,
perfumed and hair combed,
eyelids shining with bluish
cosmetics,
all that element of theatre in
those looks,
damned be the flavor of
subjugation,
in what was my love for you..
i picture what would have
happened,
if...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Aug 2011 10:37am
16th Aug 2011 10:37am
world war 3
saw the news today,
filled with nothing to smile at,
all they talk is people and power,
a wave of revolution hitting the world,
Egypt and Tunisia yet to heal their wounds,
and the Hague beckoning to the Kenyan six,
sex and the city a forgotten film,
no one wants to hear of Hollywood,
all they cry is freedom,
while blood still drips in Syria,
and Israel won't let you into Gaza that easy,
America reeling on debt crisis,
ghosts of the 1913s come to haunt,
still waging war in all...
filled with nothing to smile at,
all they talk is people and power,
a wave of revolution hitting the world,
Egypt and Tunisia yet to heal their wounds,
and the Hague beckoning to the Kenyan six,
sex and the city a forgotten film,
no one wants to hear of Hollywood,
all they cry is freedom,
while blood still drips in Syria,
and Israel won't let you into Gaza that easy,
America reeling on debt crisis,
ghosts of the 1913s come to haunt,
still waging war in all...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 7:05pm
15th Aug 2011 7:05pm
lust n love
and to who then believes in love,
to be a slave of emotions,
that clog the heart,
and laden life with pain,
misery and undrying tears,
a fog that encroaches the sight,
a mist that curtains the horizon,
untill of friends you forget...
to think fairy tales were true,
and the soaps they air,
in real time shall come to be.
so i tell you friends,
orthelo and romeo had no sin,
but of love they had to die,
so i'd rather belive in lust,
a morning dew that goes with time,
that shooting star that heads to nowhere.
a breeze amid the...
to be a slave of emotions,
that clog the heart,
and laden life with pain,
misery and undrying tears,
a fog that encroaches the sight,
a mist that curtains the horizon,
untill of friends you forget...
to think fairy tales were true,
and the soaps they air,
in real time shall come to be.
so i tell you friends,
orthelo and romeo had no sin,
but of love they had to die,
so i'd rather belive in lust,
a morning dew that goes with time,
that shooting star that heads to nowhere.
a breeze amid the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Aug 2011 10:04am
14th Aug 2011 10:04am
She was a young lover..
recall what she said,
my heart you have broken,
into uncollectable pieces,
in a sad breakup letter,
she wrote.
but i was young to get,
that four letters meant life,
pain and tear,
the dedications as she signed out,
too big to understand.
she talked of the moon,
the crescent she would like to sit
on,
at the edge and hear me play,
love tunes on my grand guitar,
and i replied it was cold,
to sit on in the night,
of owls and bats and masked
men.
all i did but killed her fantasy,
a world she had built,
from soaps...
my heart you have broken,
into uncollectable pieces,
in a sad breakup letter,
she wrote.
but i was young to get,
that four letters meant life,
pain and tear,
the dedications as she signed out,
too big to understand.
she talked of the moon,
the crescent she would like to sit
on,
at the edge and hear me play,
love tunes on my grand guitar,
and i replied it was cold,
to sit on in the night,
of owls and bats and masked
men.
all i did but killed her fantasy,
a world she had built,
from soaps...
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ANGER POEM
Published
13th Aug 2011 9:40am
13th Aug 2011 9:40am
confused
to what shall we
then toast,
if the day ends and
we are all alone,
when night comes
and evil puts a grin,
when cold hits and
all is in vain..
to what shall we celebrate,
then,
if fear is the head,
and faith the tale?
to what then my friend,
if trust is lost,
and love is dead?
shall we drink to fates hand
where pain is right
misery a tight
noose
and death at the left,
tell me then friend
then toast,
if the day ends and
we are all alone,
when night comes
and evil puts a grin,
when cold hits and
all is in vain..
to what shall we celebrate,
then,
if fear is the head,
and faith the tale?
to what then my friend,
if trust is lost,
and love is dead?
shall we drink to fates hand
where pain is right
misery a tight
noose
and death at the left,
tell me then friend
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 8:25am
12th Aug 2011 8:25am
the whore
innocent she met the world,
a beauty many did praise,
year went and fate took its place,
rendered her worthless in many a eyes,
disadvantaged she made a choice,
no one around to change her mind,
dressed to rob their sight,
exposed her flesh to the unwelcoming cold,
many men a farm they saw,
dug into the undug holes,
into her throat seeds they left,
she took all they brought,
the pain,she said,she had to take it in,
none cared to hear her cries,
moans she made,
encouraged them more,
now days have gone,
and her time is already...
a beauty many did praise,
year went and fate took its place,
rendered her worthless in many a eyes,
disadvantaged she made a choice,
no one around to change her mind,
dressed to rob their sight,
exposed her flesh to the unwelcoming cold,
many men a farm they saw,
dug into the undug holes,
into her throat seeds they left,
she took all they brought,
the pain,she said,she had to take it in,
none cared to hear her cries,
moans she made,
encouraged them more,
now days have gone,
and her time is already...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Aug 2011 11:03am
11th Aug 2011 11:03am
Innocence robbed
she lay there on the floor,
on that cold dress torn,
pitiful tears downing her eyes,
legs apart bruised alround,
bleeding she was into her soul,
cruel he was it all told,
robbing her the innocence,
she always had on the hold,
now in pain she was,
that forever come to haunt,
a fair maidens' world on hault,
a tale no one will be told
on that cold dress torn,
pitiful tears downing her eyes,
legs apart bruised alround,
bleeding she was into her soul,
cruel he was it all told,
robbing her the innocence,
she always had on the hold,
now in pain she was,
that forever come to haunt,
a fair maidens' world on hault,
a tale no one will be told
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Aug 2011 8:10am
11th Aug 2011 8:10am
I wish she could see
i
wish she could see,
these tears that rain my eyes,
i wish she could feel,
this emotional drain,
that got me weak to the toe,
i wish she could hear,
these cries that tone my notes..
how i wish she could take,
this pain that nooses,
the love i lived for..
but she won't,
her hears are waxed,
with rumours and senseless
gossip,
hate got her heart cold,
iced the emotions once known,
so go on love-gone,
life ain't sold got live it whole..
wish she could see,
these tears that rain my eyes,
i wish she could feel,
this emotional drain,
that got me weak to the toe,
i wish she could hear,
these cries that tone my notes..
how i wish she could take,
this pain that nooses,
the love i lived for..
but she won't,
her hears are waxed,
with rumours and senseless
gossip,
hate got her heart cold,
iced the emotions once known,
so go on love-gone,
life ain't sold got live it whole..
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