Submissions by wanderer (Faceless)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Approach at your own peril. Speak truth to me i beg of you.
Blind Fury!
I felt the pain searing through my veins
straight from my toe
all the way to my head
the fire locked away in my heart was rekindled~
Now I'm fuming!
Oh yes I'm fuming!
An invisible smoke whistled out of my ears
I gritted my teeth
but my body still shuddered...
I twitched my fingers
and crossed my brow
"Anger" was written in red on my forehead.
how dare she..!?
just HOW DARE SHE...!!!?
..step on my toe and walk away!?
straight from my toe
all the way to my head
the fire locked away in my heart was rekindled~
Now I'm fuming!
Oh yes I'm fuming!
An invisible smoke whistled out of my ears
I gritted my teeth
but my body still shuddered...
I twitched my fingers
and crossed my brow
"Anger" was written in red on my forehead.
how dare she..!?
just HOW DARE SHE...!!!?
..step on my toe and walk away!?
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untitled
Well, every day comes and goes,
I hit my highs and lows,
Tired of the sun smiting my back when I walk back home,
Pain cannot be avoided, why cry at all?
I abruptly broke up with my girlfriend,
Love always ends badly, why bother at all?
Don't blame me for things that could have happened,
cos knowing myself, I won't care at all,
Its frustrating that I can't feel the pain in the world,
How am I to know when something goes wrong?
The things that get me angry can all be ignored,
I have dreamless sleeps when I lay down at night,
Then I wake up...
I hit my highs and lows,
Tired of the sun smiting my back when I walk back home,
Pain cannot be avoided, why cry at all?
I abruptly broke up with my girlfriend,
Love always ends badly, why bother at all?
Don't blame me for things that could have happened,
cos knowing myself, I won't care at all,
Its frustrating that I can't feel the pain in the world,
How am I to know when something goes wrong?
The things that get me angry can all be ignored,
I have dreamless sleeps when I lay down at night,
Then I wake up...
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I am my own friend
I walk the world in search of a friend,
Crossing myriad paths with countless strangers
Who were embalmed in hype
Yet to find a stranger totally independent,
Still yet to meet a stranger who looks to the sky and commanded it to rain,
Have not yet met a stranger whose anger quenches a raging fire,
And no stranger's pity brought back the dead,
And no stranger's word ever reached my heart... m
Disappointed, I turned
And walked back home.
I have found no one-
I am my own friend.
Crossing myriad paths with countless strangers
Who were embalmed in hype
Yet to find a stranger totally independent,
Still yet to meet a stranger who looks to the sky and commanded it to rain,
Have not yet met a stranger whose anger quenches a raging fire,
And no stranger's pity brought back the dead,
And no stranger's word ever reached my heart... m
Disappointed, I turned
And walked back home.
I have found no one-
I am my own friend.
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Patience
Patience, Patience and more Patience my friends...
That's all you need in this world of ours,
Admire an Eagle as it soars,
All good things come to those who wait,
Swallow your pride, although it be bitter,
Bend backwards, let time settle the matter,
Its not cowardice, its strength of character,
Yes circumstances dictate, you are in a house of cards,
Get the best out of the cards you were dealt
Incline to reason, resist your desires
Go easy on others and be harsh on yourself,
Do some good and expect some bad,
...
That's all you need in this world of ours,
Admire an Eagle as it soars,
All good things come to those who wait,
Swallow your pride, although it be bitter,
Bend backwards, let time settle the matter,
Its not cowardice, its strength of character,
Yes circumstances dictate, you are in a house of cards,
Get the best out of the cards you were dealt
Incline to reason, resist your desires
Go easy on others and be harsh on yourself,
Do some good and expect some bad,
...
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Deception
"Good?" or "Bad?" I ask myself..
"Good"! Yes good, that's what she is..
I see her teary eyes filled with flaming emotions...
Her guile showcasing weakness and softness of evident virtue.. .
..just a..lIttle...PUSH!!
And she'll burst into tears...
But that's as far as my eye can see..
My mind sees further.. ...
"Good"! Yes good, that's what she is..
I see her teary eyes filled with flaming emotions...
Her guile showcasing weakness and softness of evident virtue.. .
..just a..lIttle...PUSH!!
And she'll burst into tears...
But that's as far as my eye can see..
My mind sees further.. ...
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Hell
I stared into a pool of darkness,
In deep hot black water, suffocating,
Pain sipped through my spine- I gasp,
It was too much to handle- I scream in agony,
Then I choke in the black lake,
Unable to breath,
Smothered by shock,
Sinking deeper into the blackness- it is filling my lungs,
Vile bitterness seared into my bloodstream- my capillaries cringed,
My heart's not beating- I breathed evil, Thick, Raw, Unfiltered evil,
I was a lost soul on earth- a pitiful sight,
I left open an unattended wound,
A yellow purse is now...
In deep hot black water, suffocating,
Pain sipped through my spine- I gasp,
It was too much to handle- I scream in agony,
Then I choke in the black lake,
Unable to breath,
Smothered by shock,
Sinking deeper into the blackness- it is filling my lungs,
Vile bitterness seared into my bloodstream- my capillaries cringed,
My heart's not beating- I breathed evil, Thick, Raw, Unfiltered evil,
I was a lost soul on earth- a pitiful sight,
I left open an unattended wound,
A yellow purse is now...
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DUP
At first I thought I knew what poetry was about,
"Convey your thoughts and express your feelings.
Thread lightly, hear out a critic"
This was what I calmly told myself,
Just mix metaphors with fictional truths
Hold back a little, connect with your readers mind,
Choose wisely, write something Miscellanoeus..
Self poems should be easy and a Story's easier still..
Upbeat poems? I shall write that too
Or I could take the bull by the horn and write something Dark..
'Observational' it is! I have the spark..
I might as well write a poem...
"Convey your thoughts and express your feelings.
Thread lightly, hear out a critic"
This was what I calmly told myself,
Just mix metaphors with fictional truths
Hold back a little, connect with your readers mind,
Choose wisely, write something Miscellanoeus..
Self poems should be easy and a Story's easier still..
Upbeat poems? I shall write that too
Or I could take the bull by the horn and write something Dark..
'Observational' it is! I have the spark..
I might as well write a poem...
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Beware..
After arguing yesterday,
I had a theory;
People with abundant self-confidence lack intelligence.
And after fighting today,
I'll warn you of them;
Most of these people are as strong as a bear..
Take heed and beware!!!
I had a theory;
People with abundant self-confidence lack intelligence.
And after fighting today,
I'll warn you of them;
Most of these people are as strong as a bear..
Take heed and beware!!!
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The Box
The box.
With its implications of rigidity and squareness,
symbolises unimaginative thinking and painful frustration.
Sometimes we just have to step back,
To see that the solutions to our problems,
lies outside the box.
With its implications of rigidity and squareness,
symbolises unimaginative thinking and painful frustration.
Sometimes we just have to step back,
To see that the solutions to our problems,
lies outside the box.
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You have Sold your tTme..
Its just a thought,
Only a thought...
Say, if I had wings.
The sky my home,
Birds my friends,
And gravity was gone..
say, if I could spit fire,
Burn down all sinners,
And at it, I'll never tire,
Say, my strength was mighty,
My face encompasses beauty
And I'm light, wily and tidy,
I would play merrily with...
Only a thought...
Say, if I had wings.
The sky my home,
Birds my friends,
And gravity was gone..
say, if I could spit fire,
Burn down all sinners,
And at it, I'll never tire,
Say, my strength was mighty,
My face encompasses beauty
And I'm light, wily and tidy,
I would play merrily with...
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My demon
I sit in silence, He jumps and screams.
I work with reason, He is blinded by passion.
I'm off doing good, he suggests we do bad.
I look out a window, he jumps off it.
I'm a mere mortal, He has died many times.
I long for daylight, he craves the night. ...
I work with reason, He is blinded by passion.
I'm off doing good, he suggests we do bad.
I look out a window, he jumps off it.
I'm a mere mortal, He has died many times.
I long for daylight, he craves the night. ...
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