Submissions by ttrell
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 9:31am
3rd Jul 2011 9:31am
FIN
A Master magician,
an expert illusionist,
a skilled escape artist,
adept in the art of masked emotions
I perform for the masses.
They applaud.....
Never questioning the man behind the mask
They scream for more,
ENCORE!
The show must go on.
I'll give them something they will never forget.
The finale of a lifetime.
So for my last trick,
the curtains will fall,
the lights will dim,
and I'll............disappear
My final performance
~Fin~
an expert illusionist,
a skilled escape artist,
adept in the art of masked emotions
I perform for the masses.
They applaud.....
Never questioning the man behind the mask
They scream for more,
ENCORE!
The show must go on.
I'll give them something they will never forget.
The finale of a lifetime.
So for my last trick,
the curtains will fall,
the lights will dim,
and I'll............disappear
My final performance
~Fin~
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2011 9:25am
3rd Jul 2011 9:25am
My Scriptures
There's so much to say,
but the words cant seem to make it to the other side
Stuck in the pits of the pandemonium that disturb
the place i once called sanctuary
My place of peace,
defiled and regressed down to a residence for corruption and impurity.
I guess its my own fault for never collecting rent.
.....Ignoring the necessary maintenance.
Now the words i salvage from the decay never seem to hold the same prowess
Powerless....
A page full of ink....
Lines lined with empty words,
leaked from the tombs of my sanctuary's depths....
but the words cant seem to make it to the other side
Stuck in the pits of the pandemonium that disturb
the place i once called sanctuary
My place of peace,
defiled and regressed down to a residence for corruption and impurity.
I guess its my own fault for never collecting rent.
.....Ignoring the necessary maintenance.
Now the words i salvage from the decay never seem to hold the same prowess
Powerless....
A page full of ink....
Lines lined with empty words,
leaked from the tombs of my sanctuary's depths....
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Apr 2010 5:48pm
11th Apr 2010 5:48pm
Surrounded
Savage Misery
Rampaging emotions
Dangerous intentions
They quarrel for my attention.
Insomnia creates the barrier between being lost and being free.
No abdication into my dreams.
Animate through the nights transition.
Led astray by the allure of my apparitions.
Force my mind to slumber?....
Only another complication to add to the pandemonium.
The sounds of my struggle echo from the wall bringing a brief moment of sanity....
Am i really the only one here?
~Surrounded~
Rampaging emotions
Dangerous intentions
They quarrel for my attention.
Insomnia creates the barrier between being lost and being free.
No abdication into my dreams.
Animate through the nights transition.
Led astray by the allure of my apparitions.
Force my mind to slumber?....
Only another complication to add to the pandemonium.
The sounds of my struggle echo from the wall bringing a brief moment of sanity....
Am i really the only one here?
~Surrounded~
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Apr 2010 8:24am
11th Apr 2010 8:24am
Guarded
I saw what happened.
The lies.
The pain.
The resentment.
I was there
A heart punctured by the blades of infidelity....
Broken into uneven pieces
One side holding on longer than its counterpart
I witnessed the cries
The drainage of a human life
The shattering of a soul
I have to protect myself
build up my defenses.......
My only chance for survival
~ GUARDED ~
The lies.
The pain.
The resentment.
I was there
A heart punctured by the blades of infidelity....
Broken into uneven pieces
One side holding on longer than its counterpart
I witnessed the cries
The drainage of a human life
The shattering of a soul
I have to protect myself
build up my defenses.......
My only chance for survival
~ GUARDED ~
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Apr 2010 8:21am
11th Apr 2010 8:21am
Lost in Time
Chained...
Imprisoned by the harsh reality that tomorrow will always be a mystery
and today can never be erased
...every moment is crucial
I look back on yesterday
critiquing the minutes that i actually used for something significant
Only to be disappointed by the hours I've wasted entertaining
the demons of my conscience
...My angels have yet to show
Seconds before i self-destruct
Days before anyone notices
For months I've tried to tighten my loosened ties
But years of carelessness have severely damaged the ropes
Sooner than...
Imprisoned by the harsh reality that tomorrow will always be a mystery
and today can never be erased
...every moment is crucial
I look back on yesterday
critiquing the minutes that i actually used for something significant
Only to be disappointed by the hours I've wasted entertaining
the demons of my conscience
...My angels have yet to show
Seconds before i self-destruct
Days before anyone notices
For months I've tried to tighten my loosened ties
But years of carelessness have severely damaged the ropes
Sooner than...
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