Submissions by uniqueshaky
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
As a poet, I would describe myself as: passionate, (mostly) optimistic, ambitious. My poetry is some combination of hope, faith, love and fear.
Call of Fate
Opportunity always comes early but I’m running late,
And I wish I could find the desire to celebrate,
But the more I think about it, I cant relate,
Stampeding horses burden us with earthquakes.
The call of fate is always powerful,
But when things don’t work out it’s never our fault,
We seek the answers to our misery,
But maybe it’s all in our history.
If a man came calling and asked me what I wanted,
The things I want would have to be confronted,
Procrastination of evolution
would bring the halt of revolution,
And could...
And I wish I could find the desire to celebrate,
But the more I think about it, I cant relate,
Stampeding horses burden us with earthquakes.
The call of fate is always powerful,
But when things don’t work out it’s never our fault,
We seek the answers to our misery,
But maybe it’s all in our history.
If a man came calling and asked me what I wanted,
The things I want would have to be confronted,
Procrastination of evolution
would bring the halt of revolution,
And could...
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Name
The years are like rain,
as they pelt across this window of mine,
and my soul struggles to cross the line,
and my heart no longer beats in time.
I've forgotten your name,
and forgotten you were ever mine.
That long lost summer,
I laughed and cried and felt all my pride,
ebbing and flowing with the tide,
never had a reason to hide.
I've forgotten your name,
and forgotten you were ever mine.
The darkness came in quick,
it shrouded every day in a cloud,
evil whispers, suddenly loud,
things became...
as they pelt across this window of mine,
and my soul struggles to cross the line,
and my heart no longer beats in time.
I've forgotten your name,
and forgotten you were ever mine.
That long lost summer,
I laughed and cried and felt all my pride,
ebbing and flowing with the tide,
never had a reason to hide.
I've forgotten your name,
and forgotten you were ever mine.
The darkness came in quick,
it shrouded every day in a cloud,
evil whispers, suddenly loud,
things became...
#sadness
#love
#grief
#hope
#dark
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The Brave Soul
The brave soul
and the hurt soul
both plunge into darkness
they are the same
except the brave soul has hope
and he will swim to the shadowy depths
and withdraw the hurt
and breath hope into his lungs
and make the hurt, brave
so that he may dive again
for the right reasons.
and the hurt soul
both plunge into darkness
they are the same
except the brave soul has hope
and he will swim to the shadowy depths
and withdraw the hurt
and breath hope into his lungs
and make the hurt, brave
so that he may dive again
for the right reasons.
#sadness
#strength
#courage
#philosophical
#hurt
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The Heart Beats
The air swirls,
not of wind and howls,
but of memories,
and melancholy.
A shadowed knight stands,
upon the hilltop,
and plunges the steel,
into flesh,
and death breathes,
not of rot and pain,
but of relief,
and closure.
The sun rises,
not of light and heat,
but of faith,
and strength.
The bell echoes,
not of wood and brass,
but of salvation,
and hope.
The heart beats,
not of blood and vibrations,
but of life,
and love.
not of wind and howls,
but of memories,
and melancholy.
A shadowed knight stands,
upon the hilltop,
and plunges the steel,
into flesh,
and death breathes,
not of rot and pain,
but of relief,
and closure.
The sun rises,
not of light and heat,
but of faith,
and strength.
The bell echoes,
not of wood and brass,
but of salvation,
and hope.
The heart beats,
not of blood and vibrations,
but of life,
and love.
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The Gamble
If I'm honest with myself,
I put myself up on the shelf,
to slim the risk of seeming needy,
or being accused of being greedy,
been in a place I could call happy,
had my chance to be all sappy,
but the wheel just spun away,
and other people came to play,
so who am I to ask for more?
who am I to hold the door?
maybe I should just be grateful,
for the small time life seemed fateful,
and though I wouldn't change my past,
I don't want it to be the last,
search a cure for this fever, ...
I put myself up on the shelf,
to slim the risk of seeming needy,
or being accused of being greedy,
been in a place I could call happy,
had my chance to be all sappy,
but the wheel just spun away,
and other people came to play,
so who am I to ask for more?
who am I to hold the door?
maybe I should just be grateful,
for the small time life seemed fateful,
and though I wouldn't change my past,
I don't want it to be the last,
search a cure for this fever, ...
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Love Blind
If love at first sight exists,
and in nearly nine thousand,
five hundred days of life,
I've looked at millions,
possibly billions,
of faces,
then am I love blind,
or just missing what's staring straight at me?
and in nearly nine thousand,
five hundred days of life,
I've looked at millions,
possibly billions,
of faces,
then am I love blind,
or just missing what's staring straight at me?
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Kindred
Hello, my friend,
Hello, my kindred.
It's been a long road,
from nothing,
to something,
a long road,
but I'm certain,
of one thing,
I loved you,
and I always will,
gotta swallow this bitter pill,
cos it hurts but,
it's better to feel,
and the hurt will,
help me to heal.
Goodbye, my friend,
Goodbye, my kindred.
It's been a slow road,
from nothing,
to something,
a slow road,
gotta keep this,
blood pumping,
My heart is,
gonna keep on...
Hello, my kindred.
It's been a long road,
from nothing,
to something,
a long road,
but I'm certain,
of one thing,
I loved you,
and I always will,
gotta swallow this bitter pill,
cos it hurts but,
it's better to feel,
and the hurt will,
help me to heal.
Goodbye, my friend,
Goodbye, my kindred.
It's been a slow road,
from nothing,
to something,
a slow road,
gotta keep this,
blood pumping,
My heart is,
gonna keep on...
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The Butterfly
Whisper in the wind,
is it calling me home,
or warning me to run,
I have to,
RUN, RUN, RUN,
run for my passion,
run for my hope,
save them in time,
from the tightening rope,
Have I fallen down the last pit of doom?
have I killed the last victim in the room?
have I let false shame fly me to the moon?
With no way back home anytime soon?
The fury of the night,
forging our youth,
or concealing the truth,
oh it was,
FUN, FUN, FUN,
love-made capers,
action that shaped us,
set us to light,...
is it calling me home,
or warning me to run,
I have to,
RUN, RUN, RUN,
run for my passion,
run for my hope,
save them in time,
from the tightening rope,
Have I fallen down the last pit of doom?
have I killed the last victim in the room?
have I let false shame fly me to the moon?
With no way back home anytime soon?
The fury of the night,
forging our youth,
or concealing the truth,
oh it was,
FUN, FUN, FUN,
love-made capers,
action that shaped us,
set us to light,...
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Content
I'm content,
with the content,
of my life,
I'm content,
with the strength,
in my strife,
And I know,
that you're not,
all too pleased,
With the time,
that you spent,
to appease.
Aaaaaah!
Finding the monster inside of my mind,
killing with fire until it is blind,
All I can see is the end of the road,
where I leave you drifting to reap what you sewed,
Too many pieces to bring back to one,
time to digest and concede what you've done,
the burning desire that drove you away,
has...
with the content,
of my life,
I'm content,
with the strength,
in my strife,
And I know,
that you're not,
all too pleased,
With the time,
that you spent,
to appease.
Aaaaaah!
Finding the monster inside of my mind,
killing with fire until it is blind,
All I can see is the end of the road,
where I leave you drifting to reap what you sewed,
Too many pieces to bring back to one,
time to digest and concede what you've done,
the burning desire that drove you away,
has...
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On The Brink
In every corner,
shadows lurk,
they bring me all of the hard work.
They echo sanity,
and twist it's words,
til I don't know who's standing right there in front of me.
Over the wave,
we'll find the horizon,
over the tide,
we'll find the end.
I'm on the brink
of self-discovery,
I'm on the edge
of borrowed time,
I know that you
will always wait for me,
my undiscovered
love of mine.
The biggest mountain,
we have to climb,
will throw us back down once every other step,
...
shadows lurk,
they bring me all of the hard work.
They echo sanity,
and twist it's words,
til I don't know who's standing right there in front of me.
Over the wave,
we'll find the horizon,
over the tide,
we'll find the end.
I'm on the brink
of self-discovery,
I'm on the edge
of borrowed time,
I know that you
will always wait for me,
my undiscovered
love of mine.
The biggest mountain,
we have to climb,
will throw us back down once every other step,
...
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Hangover
In the eye of the storm, just below the clouds,
I see the horizon, and your sins, shamed and bowed,
and it only takes a moment for me to let it go,
only takes a moment for me to let it show,
I'm yours again, I was never really not,
but it seems we're only tied with a slipknot,
and it'll probably unravel with a pull,
but when it's tied,
the chalice is full.
and when the morning comes,
I'll savor the sweet hangover...
I hold my bated breath,
in our midnight summit,
the changing winds threaten, ...
I see the horizon, and your sins, shamed and bowed,
and it only takes a moment for me to let it go,
only takes a moment for me to let it show,
I'm yours again, I was never really not,
but it seems we're only tied with a slipknot,
and it'll probably unravel with a pull,
but when it's tied,
the chalice is full.
and when the morning comes,
I'll savor the sweet hangover...
I hold my bated breath,
in our midnight summit,
the changing winds threaten, ...
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Grit
Your grit
fills the empty spaces,
of my battered pavement.
fills the empty spaces,
of my battered pavement.
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