Submissions by wanderer (Faceless)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Approach at your own peril. Speak truth to me i beg of you.
SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2012 9:12pm
14th May 2012 9:12pm
Desire
Yea, I shield you from things that seem so good,
O desires, for Judgment day, stand afar
I guide you away from torments you blindly seek,
Am I the wrongdoer? or are you?
Though it is I who awakens at night, absent sleep
Cos you did let pain pierce my hearts' armour
And with my enemies you, gladly, sided.
The deserts lack water.
So too the eyes that reason doth gives-
you lack!
Prepare yourself- this drought is real.
Yea, cry and weep
for with chains I bind thee!
You shall seek not this world; ...
O desires, for Judgment day, stand afar
I guide you away from torments you blindly seek,
Am I the wrongdoer? or are you?
Though it is I who awakens at night, absent sleep
Cos you did let pain pierce my hearts' armour
And with my enemies you, gladly, sided.
The deserts lack water.
So too the eyes that reason doth gives-
you lack!
Prepare yourself- this drought is real.
Yea, cry and weep
for with chains I bind thee!
You shall seek not this world; ...
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8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th May 2012 1:02am
11th May 2012 1:02am
Company
When the heaviness of the heart sets in
When silence grows so loud it deafens the ears
And the pain buried within suffices;
Then, all reiterated depression forms
a gravitational ball
And pulls the soul-
into whatever darkness it is capable of imagining..
Look then!
how fast I seek the company of one-
Who, on recognising my sorrow
offers me consolation.
Or how I, with vigour
give ear to a gathering of men
Talking- vanity and worldly joys in corners--
From which a certain level of comfort I...
When silence grows so loud it deafens the ears
And the pain buried within suffices;
Then, all reiterated depression forms
a gravitational ball
And pulls the soul-
into whatever darkness it is capable of imagining..
Look then!
how fast I seek the company of one-
Who, on recognising my sorrow
offers me consolation.
Or how I, with vigour
give ear to a gathering of men
Talking- vanity and worldly joys in corners--
From which a certain level of comfort I...
598 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2012 8:36pm
23rd Apr 2012 8:36pm
My Love
I used to think I knew what love was,
Deceiving for sure- that's what seeing is,
What if my conceptions of love are wrong?
And what if reading is the seeing I have done?
I question myself from time to time,
Try it- it does not cost a dime,
All this to fit my new stones with the line,
To step out of the darkness into the light.
What I know bares heavy on my back,
I converse with others to relief its burden,
When misunderstood, I tend to cry,
Cheers, to this heartless token.
My heart feels- that I know for sure,
Contrasting...
Deceiving for sure- that's what seeing is,
What if my conceptions of love are wrong?
And what if reading is the seeing I have done?
I question myself from time to time,
Try it- it does not cost a dime,
All this to fit my new stones with the line,
To step out of the darkness into the light.
What I know bares heavy on my back,
I converse with others to relief its burden,
When misunderstood, I tend to cry,
Cheers, to this heartless token.
My heart feels- that I know for sure,
Contrasting...
929 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Apr 2012 1:45pm
16th Apr 2012 1:45pm
it still hurts
She lingered and lingered,
Like blocks her words hit me,
She kept throwing them,
It built a bridge for me.
Now that I've crossed over,
Would you not drag me
Into your world?
Away from the light
In darkness foretold.
I fixed the broken thoughts
And read between the lines,
You broke one more thought
And with you I did dine.
I'm just a soul
Whose intentions are good
It still hurts a bit,
That you misunderstood
Like blocks her words hit me,
She kept throwing them,
It built a bridge for me.
Now that I've crossed over,
Would you not drag me
Into your world?
Away from the light
In darkness foretold.
I fixed the broken thoughts
And read between the lines,
You broke one more thought
And with you I did dine.
I'm just a soul
Whose intentions are good
It still hurts a bit,
That you misunderstood
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Apr 2012 7:11am
15th Apr 2012 7:11am
The end draws near
As the end draws nearer,
Things once loved become neglected,
All disdain aversions are pushed aside,
Pride is humbled,
In the calm before the storm,
The deep breath
Before the plunge,
The cat saved, wants more security,
It got into the house,
Got into its masters bedroom,
Still yet it desires its masters soft lap.
The sheep astray, desires no guidance,
Far from its herd,
It moves in the wrong direction,
The Sheppard calls on,
The lioness, disguised in the grass,
Looks on...
As the end draws nearer,
Those...
Things once loved become neglected,
All disdain aversions are pushed aside,
Pride is humbled,
In the calm before the storm,
The deep breath
Before the plunge,
The cat saved, wants more security,
It got into the house,
Got into its masters bedroom,
Still yet it desires its masters soft lap.
The sheep astray, desires no guidance,
Far from its herd,
It moves in the wrong direction,
The Sheppard calls on,
The lioness, disguised in the grass,
Looks on...
As the end draws nearer,
Those...
858 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2012 6:56am
15th Apr 2012 6:56am
Loss Of Innocence
The whiteness of his soul, was real and pure,
His soul was spotless, of this I'm sure.
It carried blessings of graces unborn.
Be moved by the ignorance of a new baby born!
As the innocence of the newborn
At birth is unleashed,
His mothers heart with relief skips some beats,
Its sound uplifts the hearts of all,
It is as it was a blessing for all.
After the battle of right's and wrong's upheaval,
In the end we concede to the presence of evil,
Innocence is lost by all not most.
This soul is not different, it...
His soul was spotless, of this I'm sure.
It carried blessings of graces unborn.
Be moved by the ignorance of a new baby born!
As the innocence of the newborn
At birth is unleashed,
His mothers heart with relief skips some beats,
Its sound uplifts the hearts of all,
It is as it was a blessing for all.
After the battle of right's and wrong's upheaval,
In the end we concede to the presence of evil,
Innocence is lost by all not most.
This soul is not different, it...
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1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 00:09am
14th Apr 2012 00:09am
incognito - 2
Lucid and vivid
The memories it begot,
The day I obtained it
I never forgot.
Puts smiles on my face,
Smiles you can't trace.
Soft is its surface
On it I adore the moon,
Rough are its edges
It whistles with a tune.
You figured it out yet?
I beg you, don't bet
And on it I meditate
With care, I reiterate.
Vivid yet blurry,
Lucid and slurry,
I like these short-lived games
played without names.
One thing means all things
Everything Incognito
The memories it begot,
The day I obtained it
I never forgot.
Puts smiles on my face,
Smiles you can't trace.
Soft is its surface
On it I adore the moon,
Rough are its edges
It whistles with a tune.
You figured it out yet?
I beg you, don't bet
And on it I meditate
With care, I reiterate.
Vivid yet blurry,
Lucid and slurry,
I like these short-lived games
played without names.
One thing means all things
Everything Incognito
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Apr 2012 6:30pm
10th Apr 2012 6:30pm
40, 30, 20, 10
Stop by and watch time fly by,
The ides of march,
Hope is and all,
The left ear on the right,
Just forget it and read on,
Paint a smile on a bomb,
Oh dear, she's nice,
oh no, I won't,
What!?
Is it? You really think so??
Okay,
Fine,
Whatever is fine..
40, 30, 20, 10
Count the seconds you can't recover since then...
The ides of march,
Hope is and all,
The left ear on the right,
Just forget it and read on,
Paint a smile on a bomb,
Oh dear, she's nice,
oh no, I won't,
What!?
Is it? You really think so??
Okay,
Fine,
Whatever is fine..
40, 30, 20, 10
Count the seconds you can't recover since then...
624 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2012 8:54pm
9th Apr 2012 8:54pm
Satisfied
Thirsty, I was drinking a glass of water,
I dropped it on the table to catch my breath,
Suddenly I was struck by the obvious,
Looking at the glass of water,
The water is no where near the top,
And it is not near the bottom,
The cup is by no means full or empty.
It is lingering at a point between the two,
I looked at the glass with intense curiosity,
Hoping the water would give me a sign,
My thought made me chuckle,
What is this indecisiveness that has me trapped in this weird moment?
What ridiculousness!
Hm,
I see,
I understand,...
I dropped it on the table to catch my breath,
Suddenly I was struck by the obvious,
Looking at the glass of water,
The water is no where near the top,
And it is not near the bottom,
The cup is by no means full or empty.
It is lingering at a point between the two,
I looked at the glass with intense curiosity,
Hoping the water would give me a sign,
My thought made me chuckle,
What is this indecisiveness that has me trapped in this weird moment?
What ridiculousness!
Hm,
I see,
I understand,...
717 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Apr 2012 10:50pm
8th Apr 2012 10:50pm
Aura
Itscoldandcool,
Brilliantandtidy,
Indifference'stool,
Silentlymighty.
Ifeelitflowinginmyveins,
Frommytoetomyhead,
Breakingbeatingburninginmychest,
Twivling,twirlingtwistinginmyhead.
Ariverofindifferenceiswhatitcomeswith,
Ariverinanocean-anoceanofcoolness,
Intheoceanwasme-swimmingwiththefishes,
Thefishescolouredthesame-consumingothercolours.
Mythoughtsaredippedinabucketofitspaint,
Myimagination,withit,paintsaperfectpicture,
Samecolorallthrough,
Inbrightnessmixtures.
Ofthingsunseen,
Somelikethewind-wefeel,...
Brilliantandtidy,
Indifference'stool,
Silentlymighty.
Ifeelitflowinginmyveins,
Frommytoetomyhead,
Breakingbeatingburninginmychest,
Twivling,twirlingtwistinginmyhead.
Ariverofindifferenceiswhatitcomeswith,
Ariverinanocean-anoceanofcoolness,
Intheoceanwasme-swimmingwiththefishes,
Thefishescolouredthesame-consumingothercolours.
Mythoughtsaredippedinabucketofitspaint,
Myimagination,withit,paintsaperfectpicture,
Samecolorallthrough,
Inbrightnessmixtures.
Ofthingsunseen,
Somelikethewind-wefeel,...
823 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Mar 2012 11:11am
26th Mar 2012 11:11am
The Light.
The Light of The Lord
Is like a light niche,
A niche wherein is a lamp,
The lamp is in a chandelier,
The chandelier is as it were- a star which glitters like pearl,
And is lighted like the oil of the blessed olive tree neither of the east or the west,
The oil of the tree is as though it would flare up although fire touches it not.
The Light is on that light.
Light upon Light,
Such is The Light of The Lord.
Is like a light niche,
A niche wherein is a lamp,
The lamp is in a chandelier,
The chandelier is as it were- a star which glitters like pearl,
And is lighted like the oil of the blessed olive tree neither of the east or the west,
The oil of the tree is as though it would flare up although fire touches it not.
The Light is on that light.
Light upon Light,
Such is The Light of The Lord.
751 reads
DARK POEM
Published
26th Mar 2012 10:59am
26th Mar 2012 10:59am
Inside Insanity
No smoke to signal fire.
Little worms devouring my flesh from within,
A thousand needles piercing right through my skin...
No bruises, No scratches,
No swells, No blood.
The little worms give birth to bigger worms now,
The thousand needles, a million times thicker...
And yet I see my skin glowing like silk.
I am in all sorts of pain, pinned down by the agony,
No source of comfort,
No sign of relief.
A young boy was passing by, he kept staring at me,
I recognised the pain in his bloodshot eyes,
"Are you...
Little worms devouring my flesh from within,
A thousand needles piercing right through my skin...
No bruises, No scratches,
No swells, No blood.
The little worms give birth to bigger worms now,
The thousand needles, a million times thicker...
And yet I see my skin glowing like silk.
I am in all sorts of pain, pinned down by the agony,
No source of comfort,
No sign of relief.
A young boy was passing by, he kept staring at me,
I recognised the pain in his bloodshot eyes,
"Are you...
803 reads
7 Comments
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