Submissions by taxidermypedestria
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
You and Me
You'll leave Monday 6.am sharp
My fingers will try to find you but you won't be here
But you will live in them
You'll be in my eyes and heart
4000 miles is final
A southbound flight to end it
I should've married you when we could have pulled it off
When something was left of me to give you but you will live inside of me
Champion my success and cushion my failure
Goodbye my little brown eyed bird
Eu vou lembrar de você sempre.
My fingers will try to find you but you won't be here
But you will live in them
You'll be in my eyes and heart
4000 miles is final
A southbound flight to end it
I should've married you when we could have pulled it off
When something was left of me to give you but you will live inside of me
Champion my success and cushion my failure
Goodbye my little brown eyed bird
Eu vou lembrar de você sempre.
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The End Of It
The reason I don't have women now is simply there was a girl that did something to me, made me feel a certain way that no one else ever has and the girls aren't nearly as pretty as I remember her in the summer heat, the picture of a real palpable salvation.
She made me try to be a better person, a happier person because who I was didn't deserve her I was unclean she was pure.
But the person I am and the person I tried to be were too different and she was gone with winter.
She made me try to be a better person, a happier person because who I was didn't deserve her I was unclean she was pure.
But the person I am and the person I tried to be were too different and she was gone with winter.
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Who Cares Anyways
The letter you wrote to me came in the mail today your handwriting slanting to the left small and precise
You tell me about your newest man that is now your past lover the way you've told me about men before
You ask how I'm doing and say you hope I'm fine and you ask if I'll write back and you say you'd love to hear from me
You tell me about the weather there and how the rain makes you cry
You ask if I'm still writing and I am and you want to see some of my pieces again
The letter ends with you saying you send your love and good wishes
I...
You tell me about your newest man that is now your past lover the way you've told me about men before
You ask how I'm doing and say you hope I'm fine and you ask if I'll write back and you say you'd love to hear from me
You tell me about the weather there and how the rain makes you cry
You ask if I'm still writing and I am and you want to see some of my pieces again
The letter ends with you saying you send your love and good wishes
I...
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By Ourselves
We search without regard
Without regard for the deaths or the suicides or the desperate souls in need of a touch
We search with our eyes closed for another that shares our desolation
We touch with our hands and with our hearts but we never find exactly it
We never find it but we never truly believe it isn't there
The shit collects around us until we butcher what beauty is left
And the hope fades
Without regard for the deaths or the suicides or the desperate souls in need of a touch
We search with our eyes closed for another that shares our desolation
We touch with our hands and with our hearts but we never find exactly it
We never find it but we never truly believe it isn't there
The shit collects around us until we butcher what beauty is left
And the hope fades
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Fall
A wicked sadness stirs in my soul like the fallen leaves when autumn comes again
These hills aren't home when summer moves away
The life is gone and we're all left bitter as the winter
I have to hide away my heart now before I am lost inside of myself
These hills aren't home when summer moves away
The life is gone and we're all left bitter as the winter
I have to hide away my heart now before I am lost inside of myself
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Our final fight
Before she walked out she turned to look at me one last time
And in that look the love that resided not only in our home but in the heart of me was gone
While walking out her natural elegance was still there almost flaunting her new found freedom
Even in dragging my bleeding breaking heart behind her I couldn't help but marvel in the angelic form her every soft curve so familiar but also so foreign
As she reach the door I knew floating grace that had blessed me every day with her presence was moments from exiting our life leaving me to myself once again ...
And in that look the love that resided not only in our home but in the heart of me was gone
While walking out her natural elegance was still there almost flaunting her new found freedom
Even in dragging my bleeding breaking heart behind her I couldn't help but marvel in the angelic form her every soft curve so familiar but also so foreign
As she reach the door I knew floating grace that had blessed me every day with her presence was moments from exiting our life leaving me to myself once again ...
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Changes
As kids we were terrified of the dark but now we hide from the day light
We used to live happily together pure by the default of our not knowing
But the filth consumes
The days spent playing turn into drunken nights
Friends become strangers and family is forgotten
We unknowingly embrace our undoing
Dead before we ever leave this place
We used to live happily together pure by the default of our not knowing
But the filth consumes
The days spent playing turn into drunken nights
Friends become strangers and family is forgotten
We unknowingly embrace our undoing
Dead before we ever leave this place
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That's All
If I can coax forth from your lips a smile or better still a laugh
Or if in a moment give any ease to the burdens tucked behind the veil of your still eyes
If for a fleeting second we seem to be at one with one another
Let it be
Let me be a pause in your storm of trouble if only as a stepping stone to something better
Let me cause a moment of happiness to ease the burden that's all
Or if in a moment give any ease to the burdens tucked behind the veil of your still eyes
If for a fleeting second we seem to be at one with one another
Let it be
Let me be a pause in your storm of trouble if only as a stepping stone to something better
Let me cause a moment of happiness to ease the burden that's all
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my Amber Goddess
I hold you to my beating heart and we are one
Many nights we have spent entangled in one another
My world worn hands caressing you until I am whole
But most the most magical of all is when I press you to my lips
The burn in my throat as the elixir strengthens me
This bottle will always be my only love
Many nights we have spent entangled in one another
My world worn hands caressing you until I am whole
But most the most magical of all is when I press you to my lips
The burn in my throat as the elixir strengthens me
This bottle will always be my only love
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emptiness
Empty rooms and empty walls
I have taken your pictures down now
The removal of each one came with a new moment of mourning
You are not in your usual position
You are not anywhere here
Your aura of grace is gone
You are gone
I was alone before you came and brought life to my existence
I do not fear the solitude
But I know you are gone
I have taken your pictures down now
The removal of each one came with a new moment of mourning
You are not in your usual position
You are not anywhere here
Your aura of grace is gone
You are gone
I was alone before you came and brought life to my existence
I do not fear the solitude
But I know you are gone
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An almost suicide letter
Moody
Pensive
I'm so damned hard to be around
Take the pills
Get the gun or tie off the rope
All alone in here
Time To fly.
Pensive
I'm so damned hard to be around
Take the pills
Get the gun or tie off the rope
All alone in here
Time To fly.
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Stars
I sat looking up at these stars
I thought how lonely it must be being all by yourself up there
But then I realized
Here I sit
Here we all sit
Our own stars
But our light is dimmed by the years
And some like our own sun seem so beautiful but so hard to touch
I thought how lonely it must be being all by yourself up there
But then I realized
Here I sit
Here we all sit
Our own stars
But our light is dimmed by the years
And some like our own sun seem so beautiful but so hard to touch
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