Submissions by JimmBGrace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
for the love of zero. A black cat dances every friday, getting hyped in just kissing Lauren
ANGER POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 2:49am
18th Oct 2012 2:49am
Blah Blah
You money-munchers
crazy warmongers
you shit on
feminist innovators
and peace lovers
and fire fighters
bringing people in stretchers
injury and pain
is for losers
suck it up
you're a man
says man's father
taking all our food
and all the reasons
to do good
freedom never existed
you make commercials look good
to keep everyone in line
you enforce these so called rules
and break them every time
some days feel like hell
other days they feel like
god just rammed something
sharp...
crazy warmongers
you shit on
feminist innovators
and peace lovers
and fire fighters
bringing people in stretchers
injury and pain
is for losers
suck it up
you're a man
says man's father
taking all our food
and all the reasons
to do good
freedom never existed
you make commercials look good
to keep everyone in line
you enforce these so called rules
and break them every time
some days feel like hell
other days they feel like
god just rammed something
sharp...
94 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 2:32am
18th Oct 2012 2:32am
Sad Guitar
They dig deep
deeper than consolation
the deepest recesses
of one's mind
his will is intact
but is being stepped on
used as a door mat
welcome dirt and mud
he is ridiculed
for nothing more
than tiny holes
in his character
his arms are numb
eyes are wide and awake
his veins busy
circulating honey and blood
the sweet taste
left in a pointed tip
dripping and mocking
reused, unsanitized
to save exposure
from an unsatisfied crowd
unsatisfied eyes
satisfying their mispronounced...
deeper than consolation
the deepest recesses
of one's mind
his will is intact
but is being stepped on
used as a door mat
welcome dirt and mud
he is ridiculed
for nothing more
than tiny holes
in his character
his arms are numb
eyes are wide and awake
his veins busy
circulating honey and blood
the sweet taste
left in a pointed tip
dripping and mocking
reused, unsanitized
to save exposure
from an unsatisfied crowd
unsatisfied eyes
satisfying their mispronounced...
102 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Oct 2012 8:13am
8th Oct 2012 8:13am
Ritual
worship the demon
tempted by evil
wrapped around in rags
she thought was riches
giving her beautiful body
she lets his hand slither
he feels truly happy
until he finds another
what a passionate lover
soon he will discover
the true fire
the true burn
hell is the earn
heaven shall mourn
another soul is lost
to the black flames of death
for the flowers of birth
tempted by evil
wrapped around in rags
she thought was riches
giving her beautiful body
she lets his hand slither
he feels truly happy
until he finds another
what a passionate lover
soon he will discover
the true fire
the true burn
hell is the earn
heaven shall mourn
another soul is lost
to the black flames of death
for the flowers of birth
132 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2012 6:04am
22nd Sep 2012 6:04am
Last Days
They say the moment before you die
your life flashes before your eyes
now, isn't it true
that the perfect view
is the sky as you hit the ground
and everyone hears the sound
i imagine myself in that way
body destroyed, as i lay
still hearing the birds
and the crowd chirp
and the sun up high
calming and inviting
no longer am i breathing
i realize that i'm crying
i still have feelings
the moments before you die
your life flashes before your eyes
your life flashes before your eyes
now, isn't it true
that the perfect view
is the sky as you hit the ground
and everyone hears the sound
i imagine myself in that way
body destroyed, as i lay
still hearing the birds
and the crowd chirp
and the sun up high
calming and inviting
no longer am i breathing
i realize that i'm crying
i still have feelings
the moments before you die
your life flashes before your eyes
100 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2012 5:44am
22nd Sep 2012 5:44am
Cheesy Love Poem
My heavy load
still light, love life
i've never seen the sun so bright
the things i wish were there
never seem to be true
all i see
are traffic lights
and passers by
that is until you caught my eye
the eye that so desperately want to see you
the pixie sprite
in a different light
so full of life
the dark bags will go away
when i see the best part of my day
i hope to see your lips say
"stay, child
walk with me 'til the end of the day"
still light, love life
i've never seen the sun so bright
the things i wish were there
never seem to be true
all i see
are traffic lights
and passers by
that is until you caught my eye
the eye that so desperately want to see you
the pixie sprite
in a different light
so full of life
the dark bags will go away
when i see the best part of my day
i hope to see your lips say
"stay, child
walk with me 'til the end of the day"
264 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Sep 2012 3:51am
19th Sep 2012 3:51am
Color Wheel Of Fortune
Still seas and
dancing trees
green is serene
thunder claps and
lightning strikes
eternal blue sky
blushing brides
long white gowns
yellow that shows
forbidden fruit
forbidden truth
oranges are strange
sticks and stones
and broken bones
a turbulent violet
sunrise and
sunset
the color red is dead
color wheel
that seldom feel
stories told
when you get old
social understandings
socials are deceiving
change from up heaving
dancing trees
green is serene
thunder claps and
lightning strikes
eternal blue sky
blushing brides
long white gowns
yellow that shows
forbidden fruit
forbidden truth
oranges are strange
sticks and stones
and broken bones
a turbulent violet
sunrise and
sunset
the color red is dead
color wheel
that seldom feel
stories told
when you get old
social understandings
socials are deceiving
change from up heaving
100 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
12th Sep 2012 5:47am
12th Sep 2012 5:47am
Shady Trees
Blink eye blink
sting it stings
lemon drops make my eyes pop
all about looks
in vein i like books
not so much to look at
even with a suit and a top hat
a performing monkey
caged since i was freed
blink blink
sting sick
i love the smell of chloroform
mornings make me sick
it makes my head stay still
and my mind go blank
i hate the world
i love the sea
i love the lands
with grass and trees
i love my love
but i hate the world
what is this world coming to
hatred and love
and peace and violence...
sting it stings
lemon drops make my eyes pop
all about looks
in vein i like books
not so much to look at
even with a suit and a top hat
a performing monkey
caged since i was freed
blink blink
sting sick
i love the smell of chloroform
mornings make me sick
it makes my head stay still
and my mind go blank
i hate the world
i love the sea
i love the lands
with grass and trees
i love my love
but i hate the world
what is this world coming to
hatred and love
and peace and violence...
76 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Aug 2012 4:07am
28th Aug 2012 4:07am
Blob
Love the Blind and the Mute
for they sing and see the truth
listen to what the Deaf has to say
he will surely tell you his name
Sight leads us to and away from darkness
they treat us with passionate tenderness
Taste that make survival pleasurable
without it food would be unbearable
hearing new waves of music
understanding cultural diversity
Touch has always been forgotten
but when you feel something... it's there
last is Smell, the oldest
our most basic companion and most modest
the five senses of perception
the mind's most...
for they sing and see the truth
listen to what the Deaf has to say
he will surely tell you his name
Sight leads us to and away from darkness
they treat us with passionate tenderness
Taste that make survival pleasurable
without it food would be unbearable
hearing new waves of music
understanding cultural diversity
Touch has always been forgotten
but when you feel something... it's there
last is Smell, the oldest
our most basic companion and most modest
the five senses of perception
the mind's most...
70 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
26th Aug 2012 2:13am
26th Aug 2012 2:13am
Global Thermonuclear War
The big red mouth
who speaks his
mind out loud
the great queen cat
is just another
dirty bullied rat
the brave bird's nest
is filled with
clean broken glass
the lords of death
the lords of war
the lords of money
all have no fear
can't speak, see, or hear
transferring smiles
transferring paintings
who speaks his
mind out loud
the great queen cat
is just another
dirty bullied rat
the brave bird's nest
is filled with
clean broken glass
the lords of death
the lords of war
the lords of money
all have no fear
can't speak, see, or hear
transferring smiles
transferring paintings
155 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Aug 2012 7:47pm
19th Aug 2012 7:47pm
Church Bells
The moon, full and white
stars simmer in the night sky
hope glimmers in our eyes
the selfless king
and the selfish queen
know not, as it seems
the calamity their love brings
i draw the devil
that spawned earthly seeds
the sun with all its rage
the clouds reflecting its rays
we wait for it to rain
the selfish king
kills its queen
with a knife
he silences the screams
knowing not what it means
to love his queen
stars simmer in the night sky
hope glimmers in our eyes
the selfless king
and the selfish queen
know not, as it seems
the calamity their love brings
i draw the devil
that spawned earthly seeds
the sun with all its rage
the clouds reflecting its rays
we wait for it to rain
the selfish king
kills its queen
with a knife
he silences the screams
knowing not what it means
to love his queen
104 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Aug 2012 3:57am
13th Aug 2012 3:57am
Bus Stop
Time stand still
your bus is not coming
the clock is ticking
and your phone is ringing
no one answers the call
guts spilled under your feet
clearly some fish
and some meat
divine retribution
is what this is
nothing you can do
but listen to what you hear
your bus is not coming
the clock is ticking
and your phone is ringing
no one answers the call
guts spilled under your feet
clearly some fish
and some meat
divine retribution
is what this is
nothing you can do
but listen to what you hear
98 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Aug 2012 3:50am
13th Aug 2012 3:50am
The Sheep
Cannibals eating cannibals
gorging on food
from the inside, inside-out
the body and blood
opting no one to survive
we become what we eat
the blood spill about our feet
and some on your cheek
our image and likeness
in the pursuit of eternal life
we feel ourselves grow
we need to grow to live
in this old, old world
fill our minds with
hopes and dreams
gorging on food
from the inside, inside-out
the body and blood
opting no one to survive
we become what we eat
the blood spill about our feet
and some on your cheek
our image and likeness
in the pursuit of eternal life
we feel ourselves grow
we need to grow to live
in this old, old world
fill our minds with
hopes and dreams
84 reads
0 Comments
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