Submissions by voodooink (Jeremy Cummings)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am 41. I have one book published, "Blood And Ink" and a second one in the works, "The Sickness". I have been writing poetry since I was 17. I have won awards from a few of my poems.
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Feb 2011 5:53pm
14th Feb 2011 5:53pm
Apple of Eden in the Garden of Dischord
Ace of Spade
Crippled by the
unjust hand of
a broken Saviour
I killed my own
soul, for the sake
of everyone, that
is of this goddamn
world, that never
was mine, never was
Aborted and alone in
my black coma, I held
my bruised and numb
heart, as the tarnished
angel hung her head and
went away, from this
grotesque sight of a
dying fool, in his
blackened eden
Our love was a poison
pill, as I ingested it,
letting it take me down
slowly, devouring my
dignity, like a blood-
thinner...
Crippled by the
unjust hand of
a broken Saviour
I killed my own
soul, for the sake
of everyone, that
is of this goddamn
world, that never
was mine, never was
Aborted and alone in
my black coma, I held
my bruised and numb
heart, as the tarnished
angel hung her head and
went away, from this
grotesque sight of a
dying fool, in his
blackened eden
Our love was a poison
pill, as I ingested it,
letting it take me down
slowly, devouring my
dignity, like a blood-
thinner...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Nov 2010 2:34am
10th Nov 2010 2:34am
The Fallen Hero
The hero falls
Each pill swallowed
They say it helps
Sadness is gone
for a short period
Returns in episodes
And those voices
they are far echoes
but I see things
Is my sickness a monster
The hero mourns the loss
Never will be the same
Each pill swallowed
They say it helps
Sadness is gone
for a short period
Returns in episodes
And those voices
they are far echoes
but I see things
Is my sickness a monster
The hero mourns the loss
Never will be the same
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2010 5:02pm
5th Aug 2010 5:02pm
My Flesh's Thorn
I never thought it was
But the truth is revealed
I couldn’t see the truth
Blinded by insanity
In the end, what I felt
Was love was nothing more
Than bits of painful images
I ran or I ran you away
And for that I paid a price
Sleepless nights casued me
To run to you in dreams
“I’ll wait at the gates for you”
These flowers, they hurt…
But the truth is revealed
I couldn’t see the truth
Blinded by insanity
In the end, what I felt
Was love was nothing more
Than bits of painful images
I ran or I ran you away
And for that I paid a price
Sleepless nights casued me
To run to you in dreams
“I’ll wait at the gates for you”
These flowers, they hurt…
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2010 8:08pm
19th Jul 2010 8:08pm
What Now?
So, now you're gone
I am left alone
And you are miles away
Will I ever see you, again?
Time will only tell, but now
I just don't know
You are with him and
I am with her and all is good
but an ache still persists
Were we ever really soulmates?
were we bound by the words
on the rings we shared?
I dream of you each night
and I wonder what it would
have been like had you not left...
...What now?
I am left alone
And you are miles away
Will I ever see you, again?
Time will only tell, but now
I just don't know
You are with him and
I am with her and all is good
but an ache still persists
Were we ever really soulmates?
were we bound by the words
on the rings we shared?
I dream of you each night
and I wonder what it would
have been like had you not left...
...What now?
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jul 2010 9:05pm
17th Jul 2010 9:05pm
Black Moon Rising
And it's all over now
A dull ache fills my soul
It's gonna be a long night
I wasn't expecting this
The reason is unknown
one thing is certain
...this will never be
forgotten and neither
were her tears...
There is a black moon rising
A dull ache fills my soul
It's gonna be a long night
I wasn't expecting this
The reason is unknown
one thing is certain
...this will never be
forgotten and neither
were her tears...
There is a black moon rising
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