Submissions by Allen_crown
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I want to become a rising star and show everyone my skills in the written word area.
You're awesome when you don't try to destroy me.
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3 Comments
110 reads
2 Comments
Happy New Years!
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59 reads
1 Comment
This is not a nice poem.
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215 reads
4 Comments
Teenage girl shows her boobs.
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338 reads
7 Comments
Bob hits his wife
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64 reads
2 Comments
I am music unheard, I am poetry unseen on forums
I am raising my sanity and procrastinating.
I wonder about what music really is.
I hear people talking and machines grinding and just start tripping balls.
I see bright colors running trough my emotions.
I want to preserve this feeling.
I am raising my sanity and procrastinating.
I pretend every day that I feel as good as now.
I feel worthless and neglected at the same time.
I touch the edge of my mind and fear I'll tip over.
I cry when I think of falling down there, I don't want to die like that.
I am raising my sanity and procrastinating.
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I wonder about what music really is.
I hear people talking and machines grinding and just start tripping balls.
I see bright colors running trough my emotions.
I want to preserve this feeling.
I am raising my sanity and procrastinating.
I pretend every day that I feel as good as now.
I feel worthless and neglected at the same time.
I touch the edge of my mind and fear I'll tip over.
I cry when I think of falling down there, I don't want to die like that.
I am raising my sanity and procrastinating.
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69 reads
4 Comments
Scared little boy, scarred man. I am.
I am drowsy yet wide awake.
I wonder if it has anything to do with the new medication I take.
I hear a buzzing in the silence.
I see dancing shadows on the walls.
I want to feel alive again.
I am drowsy yet wide awake.
I pretend that my heart isn't crying for a cigarette.
I feel as if my world is crumbling.
I touch my chest to hear the beating of my heart.
I worry that I might not make it.
I cry because I'll have so little to leave behind.
I am drowsy yet wide awake.
I understand so little of the path in front of me.
I say farewell...
I wonder if it has anything to do with the new medication I take.
I hear a buzzing in the silence.
I see dancing shadows on the walls.
I want to feel alive again.
I am drowsy yet wide awake.
I pretend that my heart isn't crying for a cigarette.
I feel as if my world is crumbling.
I touch my chest to hear the beating of my heart.
I worry that I might not make it.
I cry because I'll have so little to leave behind.
I am drowsy yet wide awake.
I understand so little of the path in front of me.
I say farewell...
58 reads
0 Comments
System failure/Programming error:
Warning!
Nicotine levels low,
start leaf rolling software.
Execute program, light death sticks.
Cough sequence initiated.
You are now healthy!
Error?
Warning!
Caffeine levels low,
start liquid death software.
Execute program, throat lubrication.
Irritable bowel movements initiated.
You are now healthy!
Error?
Warning!
Vitamin levels low.
Counter software not recognized.
No executable programs available.
Rapid decline of body functions.
You are now healthy?
Error! Error! Error!
System failure!...
Nicotine levels low,
start leaf rolling software.
Execute program, light death sticks.
Cough sequence initiated.
You are now healthy!
Error?
Warning!
Caffeine levels low,
start liquid death software.
Execute program, throat lubrication.
Irritable bowel movements initiated.
You are now healthy!
Error?
Warning!
Vitamin levels low.
Counter software not recognized.
No executable programs available.
Rapid decline of body functions.
You are now healthy?
Error! Error! Error!
System failure!...
56 reads
2 Comments
Heaven/Hell (this is what makes it special)
Here in Heaven and Hell, there is no time or space confined by measurements and rules.
You are surrounded by everything and everyone you ever thought of, well as longs they are dead people.
Which they are, because here there is as much of the future as there is of the past.
You can see your life flash before your eyes and you see the consequences of your choices.
The influence your life has had on others. You can see the outcomes of the ifs and the maybes.
This place is what you want it to be, this place is what you made it to be.
This place doesn't exist.
You are surrounded by everything and everyone you ever thought of, well as longs they are dead people.
Which they are, because here there is as much of the future as there is of the past.
You can see your life flash before your eyes and you see the consequences of your choices.
The influence your life has had on others. You can see the outcomes of the ifs and the maybes.
This place is what you want it to be, this place is what you made it to be.
This place doesn't exist.
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2 Comments
Ranting my frustration of blue balls
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1 Comment
could you care? for our planet?
down by the lake is a patch of grass.
there where my friends and I gather and smoke hash.
down by the lake is a giant oak tree.
it's shadow shields us from the sun, so we can see.
drinking our rum in the fragile grass.
waiting for the dusk, surrounded by our trash.
down by the lake there's a broken piece of land.
where the decay of vegetation has run out of hand.
as we sit there on this hard and unforgiving ground,
we mourn our past ways, not making a single sound.
as we regret how we treated our home base.
we collect our...
there where my friends and I gather and smoke hash.
down by the lake is a giant oak tree.
it's shadow shields us from the sun, so we can see.
drinking our rum in the fragile grass.
waiting for the dusk, surrounded by our trash.
down by the lake there's a broken piece of land.
where the decay of vegetation has run out of hand.
as we sit there on this hard and unforgiving ground,
we mourn our past ways, not making a single sound.
as we regret how we treated our home base.
we collect our...
50 reads
2 Comments
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