Submissions by wanderer (Faceless)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Approach at your own peril. Speak truth to me i beg of you.
DARK POEM
Published
16th Sep 2014 10:50pm
16th Sep 2014 10:50pm
the music of silence
Since i spend half my time
listening to the music of silence
Appreciating it's melody is ineludible
. . .
Serenely empty
Not a single note is out of place
listening to the music of silence
Appreciating it's melody is ineludible
. . .
Serenely empty
Not a single note is out of place
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2014 2:05am
16th Sep 2014 2:05am
Wounded
After a brutal clash with the Figure-head
my pride was left dangling
out of my moral body
like broken bones out of torn flesh;
White, but reddening
with every passing second
The pain sat there, seething,
calling for attention
But the only solace
was in the dead silence
my pride was left dangling
out of my moral body
like broken bones out of torn flesh;
White, but reddening
with every passing second
The pain sat there, seething,
calling for attention
But the only solace
was in the dead silence
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Sep 2014 4:33am
13th Sep 2014 4:33am
As We March
To be washed under a wave;
persistant. . .
thinking how sad life is
Drowning, excrutiating, breathlessly squeezing love out;
Showing "it"
pathways to escape like sand
through fingers, one grain at a time
Unredeemable time flying
and pushing, pushing all, to impending doom
Death and darkness awaits.
But ignore, ignore. . .
take no notice of this horrific pitch-black reality.
Afterall
there's nothing one can do about it except to
fear it
. . .
Impending doom?
how very cliche,...
persistant. . .
thinking how sad life is
Drowning, excrutiating, breathlessly squeezing love out;
Showing "it"
pathways to escape like sand
through fingers, one grain at a time
Unredeemable time flying
and pushing, pushing all, to impending doom
Death and darkness awaits.
But ignore, ignore. . .
take no notice of this horrific pitch-black reality.
Afterall
there's nothing one can do about it except to
fear it
. . .
Impending doom?
how very cliche,...
845 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Sep 2014 3:08am
4th Sep 2014 3:08am
Ebola- the infamous killer
I've watched indifferent people talk about it on the TV hung up on a wall in my palour
I've seen exasperating pictures of its victims. Pores running out of countless boils on their bodies. Blood pouring out of their noses or ears or mouths
I've read articles on doctors & nurses getting infected by the virus after caring for quarantined patients. They themselves became patients and were then quarantined
People talked, people got infected, new people get infected, infected people get quarantined, then they die
Ebola kills.
(Good news; Zmapp)
I've seen exasperating pictures of its victims. Pores running out of countless boils on their bodies. Blood pouring out of their noses or ears or mouths
I've read articles on doctors & nurses getting infected by the virus after caring for quarantined patients. They themselves became patients and were then quarantined
People talked, people got infected, new people get infected, infected people get quarantined, then they die
Ebola kills.
(Good news; Zmapp)
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2014 2:41am
4th Sep 2014 2:41am
a void
Sometimes i crave to be alone-
i long to be free like the wind;
wheezing lightly through space.
Or like the sun-
now warm, now gone.
But when i am finally free-
free of love & hate,
sadness & happiness,
grace & bitterness,
light & darkness-
free of the bonds caused by them;
Free of smiling faces,
of caring glances &
loving touches.
Atlast alone,
finally in silence &
drenched in indifference;
all too familiar -
my heart aches.
It aches as if it's hurting. ...
i long to be free like the wind;
wheezing lightly through space.
Or like the sun-
now warm, now gone.
But when i am finally free-
free of love & hate,
sadness & happiness,
grace & bitterness,
light & darkness-
free of the bonds caused by them;
Free of smiling faces,
of caring glances &
loving touches.
Atlast alone,
finally in silence &
drenched in indifference;
all too familiar -
my heart aches.
It aches as if it's hurting. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jul 2014 11:32pm
5th Jul 2014 11:32pm
As Above So Below
it all becomes clear in the end;
the vain evaporates to smoke,
the real molds to steel
mirages dissolve
all love liquifies
and loneliness shall be crowned..
a defeaning silence hits the stage
when the curtains close;
the end is sad
the end is dark
and it is like water, life-giving
and it is like earth, heart-warming
and like life, it gives anew
and like death, it takes all
the vain evaporates to smoke,
the real molds to steel
mirages dissolve
all love liquifies
and loneliness shall be crowned..
a defeaning silence hits the stage
when the curtains close;
the end is sad
the end is dark
and it is like water, life-giving
and it is like earth, heart-warming
and like life, it gives anew
and like death, it takes all
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2014 00:00am
2nd Mar 2014 00:00am
above all else i must not lie to myself
Above all else i must not lie to myself.
If i sin, i should tell myself i have
sinned and have taken a sidestep to
the left towards hell. If i do good, i
should mark it in my mind that i have
earned a small amount of weight to
add to the right scale on my balance.
I must not lie to myself above all else.
If perhaps i find the capacity to
tolerate a spiteful thing i must not
forget to frown inside even when a
smile graces my face. And if
perchance i burst out in anger and
leave myself vulnerable to my
enemies, when i...
If i sin, i should tell myself i have
sinned and have taken a sidestep to
the left towards hell. If i do good, i
should mark it in my mind that i have
earned a small amount of weight to
add to the right scale on my balance.
I must not lie to myself above all else.
If perhaps i find the capacity to
tolerate a spiteful thing i must not
forget to frown inside even when a
smile graces my face. And if
perchance i burst out in anger and
leave myself vulnerable to my
enemies, when i...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2014 6:15pm
26th Jan 2014 6:15pm
The Chase/Dark Shadow
Borne alone with my shadow
in the confines of space
empty and
Infinite it seems, endless.
How I long to be free
but that cannot be;
Like a trapped bird
in an iron cage,
I scratch the cold metal
in a quiet rage
shackled, the chain
doubles its weight on my
lonely soul
And
no matter--
on foot or feather--
how fast or far i run
the dark shadow of mine
will follow-
through night and day,
through winter and summer;
In the autumn of may
and in the freezing december,
it follows and...
in the confines of space
empty and
Infinite it seems, endless.
How I long to be free
but that cannot be;
Like a trapped bird
in an iron cage,
I scratch the cold metal
in a quiet rage
shackled, the chain
doubles its weight on my
lonely soul
And
no matter--
on foot or feather--
how fast or far i run
the dark shadow of mine
will follow-
through night and day,
through winter and summer;
In the autumn of may
and in the freezing december,
it follows and...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 2:12am
12th Jan 2014 2:12am
not to be
"not to be!"
a soothing voice rang out in my head
when, as I was reading, my tired sight
fell on Shakespear's riddle
a soothing voice rang out in my head
when, as I was reading, my tired sight
fell on Shakespear's riddle
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Dec 2013 11:02pm
20th Dec 2013 11:02pm
Speak of love, pure.
1.
Noise is condemned to be named so
Only when the sound is undesirable
And Silence with all its glorious virtues
Cannot compete with masterful melodies
2.
No sound is sweeter to hear
And no melody masterful enough
To be recognised beside the voice of a lover
Confessing love to dear beloved
3.
Give voice to your love
If your love rings through and true,
Even if it is the fable words you utter
"Dear beloved, I love you"
4.
If only the knowledge of the unknown becomes clear to the lover and the loved.,...
Noise is condemned to be named so
Only when the sound is undesirable
And Silence with all its glorious virtues
Cannot compete with masterful melodies
2.
No sound is sweeter to hear
And no melody masterful enough
To be recognised beside the voice of a lover
Confessing love to dear beloved
3.
Give voice to your love
If your love rings through and true,
Even if it is the fable words you utter
"Dear beloved, I love you"
4.
If only the knowledge of the unknown becomes clear to the lover and the loved.,...
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2013 2:07am
20th Dec 2013 2:07am
Dying
Today I have suffered
more than yesterday; I observe,
terrified of what lies along my path, my way--
My knees are weaker and my burdens heavier
Tell me dear reader, what awaits us, if not disaster !
My forelock deepens--darkens--
As i have stayed long in the dark, so it harkens,
As for the shadows casted
on the wall in the cave; How shall I, my soul, "save" ?
I am now too soft-- softened by tolerance--
Oh friend, do you have a little glue to borrow?
Compassion, sympathy, prayer, love, sorrow?
Cause sooner or...
more than yesterday; I observe,
terrified of what lies along my path, my way--
My knees are weaker and my burdens heavier
Tell me dear reader, what awaits us, if not disaster !
My forelock deepens--darkens--
As i have stayed long in the dark, so it harkens,
As for the shadows casted
on the wall in the cave; How shall I, my soul, "save" ?
I am now too soft-- softened by tolerance--
Oh friend, do you have a little glue to borrow?
Compassion, sympathy, prayer, love, sorrow?
Cause sooner or...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2013 1:54am
14th Nov 2013 1:54am
Lights Fade Away
Lights fade away.
Maybe that is just what lights do,
Maybe all worldly lights eventually
loose the battle with darkness,
Maybe there is no other way to it;
All I know is;
Lights. Fade. Away.
Maybe that is just what lights do,
Maybe all worldly lights eventually
loose the battle with darkness,
Maybe there is no other way to it;
All I know is;
Lights. Fade. Away.
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