Submissions by thinlane
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just wander through my mind and pick up what's lying around on any given day. I'm not a trained poet but I enjoy writing nonetheless. It seems like a good way to drain the demons in my head in a constructive manner.
SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd Jul 2015 3:12pm
22nd Jul 2015 3:12pm
New Emotion
I’ve been down before this
I’ve been up in the stars with happiness
But I’ve never felt anything
Like this before
I’ve been dumped and picked up
I’ve been loved and hated before
But there’s no memory of feeling
So up in the air before
It’s a new emotion
It doesn’t have a name on my list
I just know that I like it
I like to feel like this
Lost in the middle
Not sure what’s up
And what is down
It’s looked confusing to me all the days
Of the week
I’m not sure of anything
Anymore
This is different...
I’ve been up in the stars with happiness
But I’ve never felt anything
Like this before
I’ve been dumped and picked up
I’ve been loved and hated before
But there’s no memory of feeling
So up in the air before
It’s a new emotion
It doesn’t have a name on my list
I just know that I like it
I like to feel like this
Lost in the middle
Not sure what’s up
And what is down
It’s looked confusing to me all the days
Of the week
I’m not sure of anything
Anymore
This is different...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
20th Jul 2015 1:34am
20th Jul 2015 1:34am
The Lonely
She walks into the bar that night
A dirty blonde beauty never seen there before
And every guy and some women as well
Want to see her golden beauty in the pale moonlight
In their minds they would dance in the light from the stars
And marvel at her unblemished skin
But they remain in their seats
They fear her rejection so they sit in fantasy but afar
If only they knew
Her loneliness deep within
As she longs for the words of an offer to dance
A human touch on her skin
She hates the way her looks keep her lonely
Since it keeps her...
A dirty blonde beauty never seen there before
And every guy and some women as well
Want to see her golden beauty in the pale moonlight
In their minds they would dance in the light from the stars
And marvel at her unblemished skin
But they remain in their seats
They fear her rejection so they sit in fantasy but afar
If only they knew
Her loneliness deep within
As she longs for the words of an offer to dance
A human touch on her skin
She hates the way her looks keep her lonely
Since it keeps her...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jul 2015 10:58pm
14th Jul 2015 10:58pm
The end of the World
I wonder sometimes about the end of the world
Will some madman finally say screw it and push their red button?
Or will a rock the size of a mountain let’s say
Come out of the sky and throw us into that kind of nuclear winter?
If either is coming I hope I’m at ground zero
I don’t think I’d make a very good caveman
I can’t breathe so I can’t run
And I can’t run anyway because my back is filled with pain
I can’t catch the last of the dinners
Here kitty kitty
No thanks, hit me with your best shot
Send my molecules out into space, higher than gravity’s...
Will some madman finally say screw it and push their red button?
Or will a rock the size of a mountain let’s say
Come out of the sky and throw us into that kind of nuclear winter?
If either is coming I hope I’m at ground zero
I don’t think I’d make a very good caveman
I can’t breathe so I can’t run
And I can’t run anyway because my back is filled with pain
I can’t catch the last of the dinners
Here kitty kitty
No thanks, hit me with your best shot
Send my molecules out into space, higher than gravity’s...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
12th Jul 2015 6:44pm
12th Jul 2015 6:44pm
White Room
White Room
There’s a white room
In my small place
Nobody goes in there
I don’t know who did
The white paint job
And I don’t really care
It fills me up with fear
The white room in my small place
I feel like a little kid at the horror show
My fingers cover my face
Oh the white room
With the door closed tight
I just don’t understand
Why it’s there at all
In my small place
I try to get it out of my head
Is it the goodness I left behind?
Is it my happier days?
Is it the home of my...
There’s a white room
In my small place
Nobody goes in there
I don’t know who did
The white paint job
And I don’t really care
It fills me up with fear
The white room in my small place
I feel like a little kid at the horror show
My fingers cover my face
Oh the white room
With the door closed tight
I just don’t understand
Why it’s there at all
In my small place
I try to get it out of my head
Is it the goodness I left behind?
Is it my happier days?
Is it the home of my...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jul 2015 10:15pm
11th Jul 2015 10:15pm
Absolute
ABSOLUTE
It’s absolute
There’s no way around it
You have to fight
Or you’re gonna feel this way
Lost in space
Between your ears
Always down
It’s no way to live your life
But the devil will get his due
He’s deep inside of you
Having a grand old time
While you just suffer, through the days and years
It’s convoluted
There’s no way to deny it
Lost in your time
It’s the way you live your life
The angels share is due its own time
Don’t stand and stare
Get on with your life
Fight like hell and...
It’s absolute
There’s no way around it
You have to fight
Or you’re gonna feel this way
Lost in space
Between your ears
Always down
It’s no way to live your life
But the devil will get his due
He’s deep inside of you
Having a grand old time
While you just suffer, through the days and years
It’s convoluted
There’s no way to deny it
Lost in your time
It’s the way you live your life
The angels share is due its own time
Don’t stand and stare
Get on with your life
Fight like hell and...
584 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jul 2015 6:48pm
1st Jul 2015 6:48pm
The Way It Is
The Way It Is
Deep in the far back past
It seems I’m failing
Making the good times last
It’s what I’m trying
Right on the tip of my memory
But I can’t recall that far back
Way in the darkest past
I’m making my way far back
Making those dark times last
I have no problem
Right on the tip of my tongue
And I can see it all
Why is it that I can’t see?
The happiest memories
I fall into all I’ve been
Except a happier man
Is it the preponderance?
Of all of the things I’ve seen
Washed out visions of...
Deep in the far back past
It seems I’m failing
Making the good times last
It’s what I’m trying
Right on the tip of my memory
But I can’t recall that far back
Way in the darkest past
I’m making my way far back
Making those dark times last
I have no problem
Right on the tip of my tongue
And I can see it all
Why is it that I can’t see?
The happiest memories
I fall into all I’ve been
Except a happier man
Is it the preponderance?
Of all of the things I’ve seen
Washed out visions of...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
24th Jun 2015 2:51pm
24th Jun 2015 2:51pm
Chapter One of work in progress
The gym was empty and hollow sounding and had been empty for countless months, put out of commission by the fire that had ravaged the upper floor of the school. Straining sunlight tried to penetrate the row of grimy windows that lined the top of the south facing wall but the light was diffuse and weak by the time it hit the court. The thinly shadowed image of tall trees danced on the faded floor bringing movement to the stillness of the room. Basketball hoops were still strung with tired looking yellow rope but were wound up tight against the walls on their brackets, far out of reach of even...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2015 3:27pm
17th Jun 2015 3:27pm
Feels Like Being Dead
Features like wax that I can mold in my hands
Confidence beneath my fingertips
Time always melts it back to itself
And fear always takes its rightful place
Contempt and pointing fingers
If I show weakness
Pariah among the confident
I mold and remold or just walk away
Cause when I’m out and about
And dealing with you
Trying to live a normal life
I can’t let my true face out
My features like wax that I must mold every day
Or hide inside
And pace the day away
And hope you haven’t seen my melting pride
It’s a hell of a way to live...
Confidence beneath my fingertips
Time always melts it back to itself
And fear always takes its rightful place
Contempt and pointing fingers
If I show weakness
Pariah among the confident
I mold and remold or just walk away
Cause when I’m out and about
And dealing with you
Trying to live a normal life
I can’t let my true face out
My features like wax that I must mold every day
Or hide inside
And pace the day away
And hope you haven’t seen my melting pride
It’s a hell of a way to live...
662 reads
0 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
11th Jun 2015 2:29am
11th Jun 2015 2:29am
Black and White
Seeing the world today not in colour
But in just black and white
Emotions released on a breath or a word
Have no shades, only wisps in the night
All the colours have been taken from me
Any sunrise is just shadow and light
And the thoughts that I have for you
Are deadened by this lack of sight
Is it me who's been changed?
Had my sight rearranged?
Or perhaps just a wish sent by others
Or is it you who's been lost?
In this limitless grey
Gone from glorious colour to a low and dark cloud
Sensing the world today
In...
But in just black and white
Emotions released on a breath or a word
Have no shades, only wisps in the night
All the colours have been taken from me
Any sunrise is just shadow and light
And the thoughts that I have for you
Are deadened by this lack of sight
Is it me who's been changed?
Had my sight rearranged?
Or perhaps just a wish sent by others
Or is it you who's been lost?
In this limitless grey
Gone from glorious colour to a low and dark cloud
Sensing the world today
In...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2015 3:55am
8th Jun 2015 3:55am
Mercy
Mercy mercy and save my soul
From here in the places I’ve come to know
Where the monsters live
So deep and hot
Their eyes so steamy, angry and bloodshot
I’ve been down here a thousand years
There’s no escape from all this fear
Where the monsters live
Inside my head
No sleep tonight my eyes so tear streaked red
Mercy mercy and save my life
From what I fear I’ll do tonight
When the monsters reign o’er thoughts of dread
The knife so sharp
And in my eyes so bloody red
I’ve lived down here a thousand years
And every...
From here in the places I’ve come to know
Where the monsters live
So deep and hot
Their eyes so steamy, angry and bloodshot
I’ve been down here a thousand years
There’s no escape from all this fear
Where the monsters live
Inside my head
No sleep tonight my eyes so tear streaked red
Mercy mercy and save my life
From what I fear I’ll do tonight
When the monsters reign o’er thoughts of dread
The knife so sharp
And in my eyes so bloody red
I’ve lived down here a thousand years
And every...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jun 2015 11:25am
6th Jun 2015 11:25am
A Thought
A cold day and a cold thought
In such a happy time
Or perhaps a happenstance time for many
Or most
I feel no joy in the day gone by
Or the ones to follow
But I remain here and wonder
If I am unable to feel the happiness of others
When I am one of the others
Am I just cold and distant?
Or is the distance between us what makes me cold?
In such a happy time
Or perhaps a happenstance time for many
Or most
I feel no joy in the day gone by
Or the ones to follow
But I remain here and wonder
If I am unable to feel the happiness of others
When I am one of the others
Am I just cold and distant?
Or is the distance between us what makes me cold?
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jun 2015 6:00am
6th Jun 2015 6:00am
Ancient Thoughts
It seems a cold morning for a June day
I think back to a June a long time ago
But for the life of me can't remember the weather
Even though I recall the words
Written down but never spoken
On a Birthday card to hurt that much more
And tucked neatly in a white envelope
You would think I would remember the weather too
But it's cold today
So I just get a sweater and the thoughts
From so long ago
Go away
I think back to a June a long time ago
But for the life of me can't remember the weather
Even though I recall the words
Written down but never spoken
On a Birthday card to hurt that much more
And tucked neatly in a white envelope
You would think I would remember the weather too
But it's cold today
So I just get a sweater and the thoughts
From so long ago
Go away
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