Submissions by NixSeb (Nick)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2009 10:53pm
3rd Oct 2009 10:53pm
Bag
plastic bag…….. with that face you are a man!
Flying randomly, but I understand.
Caught by the wind and thrown high-
a measly branch saves you from the sky.
You were manic and tenacious; it’s tragic but….. hilarious.
Hopelessly clutching to a tree-
to be shaken torn, and set free.
Oh, you…..
--- Desperately grip to ultimately slip
a trip into madness, and the unknown abyss.
Fleeting moments are so rare, sucked! slip! Into the air.
Your silly face made you a man
your random path, I understand.
Fly into my life , moments of...
Flying randomly, but I understand.
Caught by the wind and thrown high-
a measly branch saves you from the sky.
You were manic and tenacious; it’s tragic but….. hilarious.
Hopelessly clutching to a tree-
to be shaken torn, and set free.
Oh, you…..
--- Desperately grip to ultimately slip
a trip into madness, and the unknown abyss.
Fleeting moments are so rare, sucked! slip! Into the air.
Your silly face made you a man
your random path, I understand.
Fly into my life , moments of...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Oct 2009 00:33am
1st Oct 2009 00:33am
Next
Trembling nausea echoing inside my hollow shell,
battle through this mental hell.
Tearing the flesh from my face, my eyes drip black viscid shame.
I’m fighting this heavy head but it’s tightening.
I am running out of steam, I’ve thought for my country and its time to dream.
Fall backwards and through the ground, continue to roll until unwound.
Slip away sullied corporeal, don’t insult me with memorial
as nothing I achieved you understand,
‘He was a strange and troubled man’.
Strange flesh that never...
battle through this mental hell.
Tearing the flesh from my face, my eyes drip black viscid shame.
I’m fighting this heavy head but it’s tightening.
I am running out of steam, I’ve thought for my country and its time to dream.
Fall backwards and through the ground, continue to roll until unwound.
Slip away sullied corporeal, don’t insult me with memorial
as nothing I achieved you understand,
‘He was a strange and troubled man’.
Strange flesh that never...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Oct 2009 00:26am
1st Oct 2009 00:26am
Monkey
Filthy dirty and smelly~> monkey
Horrible rude confused and angry~> monkey
Disgusting fingers in bum hole~> monkey
Insanely rip hair and out of control~> monkey
Look-y look-y wonder why~> monkey
Lonely suicidal crying at the sky~> monkey
Shrieking lost scared bleeding heart~> monkey
Hopeless skeletal apathetic falling apart~> monkey
Frustrated screaming shaking cage~> monkey
Suitably attired internal rage~> monkey
Horrible rude confused and angry~> monkey
Disgusting fingers in bum hole~> monkey
Insanely rip hair and out of control~> monkey
Look-y look-y wonder why~> monkey
Lonely suicidal crying at the sky~> monkey
Shrieking lost scared bleeding heart~> monkey
Hopeless skeletal apathetic falling apart~> monkey
Frustrated screaming shaking cage~> monkey
Suitably attired internal rage~> monkey
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Sep 2009 9:49pm
29th Sep 2009 9:49pm
Accept
Words that never made it to page
little things, too afraid too say.
I am only what you see
writhing inside uncomfortably,
[it..is… painful --- life seems awful] >but the world is beautiful the grass is green,
the sky sings of futures that have yet to be<
And yet we die, tears fall… from the sky.
I want to stop our pain, to feel alive once again.
If we were one and not alone, I know we could save this world‽
…from this disease.
--- I know it’s hard to find a place in a world of no grace ---
I feel omnipotent but I am...
little things, too afraid too say.
I am only what you see
writhing inside uncomfortably,
[it..is… painful --- life seems awful] >but the world is beautiful the grass is green,
the sky sings of futures that have yet to be<
And yet we die, tears fall… from the sky.
I want to stop our pain, to feel alive once again.
If we were one and not alone, I know we could save this world‽
…from this disease.
--- I know it’s hard to find a place in a world of no grace ---
I feel omnipotent but I am...
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ANGER POEM
Published
29th Sep 2009 5:28pm
29th Sep 2009 5:28pm
Snake
Bloody dog fucking leg
Touchy feely, shaky hands
Squirm and reel, slither over ground
Watch the animals gratify and hump
Manly masturbation, rubbing bumps
Grab and touch, take and feel, breast on hands, moist crotch like glove
Lonely pleasures where life is long
Dervish twirls to no avail, jealousy, anger and frustration
Why me God you lazy fuck, what lacklustre imagination…
I am just a fucking horny line!
Touchy feely, shaky hands
Squirm and reel, slither over ground
Watch the animals gratify and hump
Manly masturbation, rubbing bumps
Grab and touch, take and feel, breast on hands, moist crotch like glove
Lonely pleasures where life is long
Dervish twirls to no avail, jealousy, anger and frustration
Why me God you lazy fuck, what lacklustre imagination…
I am just a fucking horny line!
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Sep 2009 9:26pm
28th Sep 2009 9:26pm
Death
Beautiful floating air breeze self
fall gracefully from the high boughs.
Spiral tumble and dive into the mess
the putrid cunt of life,
my broken self has no redress…
I am tormented.
Fucking frustrated and insane
is there nothing more than this,
I will kill just to feel alive again.
Humble acknowledgements fuel
suppressed bipolar outbursts of protest,
through Technicolor blood rainbows
that decorate the inside of my chest.
*
Lost feelings of complete understanding,
how can I be so sure yet still disbanding?...
fall gracefully from the high boughs.
Spiral tumble and dive into the mess
the putrid cunt of life,
my broken self has no redress…
I am tormented.
Fucking frustrated and insane
is there nothing more than this,
I will kill just to feel alive again.
Humble acknowledgements fuel
suppressed bipolar outbursts of protest,
through Technicolor blood rainbows
that decorate the inside of my chest.
*
Lost feelings of complete understanding,
how can I be so sure yet still disbanding?...
325 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Sep 2009 9:56pm
26th Sep 2009 9:56pm
Third
The creature that beast, that suffocates my soul… finally laid to rest after all?
I run spinning through the air, pushing fingers through my hair.
No more cares, ----- no more burdens to bear.
The precipice of the mind looms omnipotent,
Yet worldly troubles-
Loans, groans, being alone… insignificant!
Now beautiful feelings of [love] deep inside,
Beaming smiles too hard to hide.
You’ve run a million years through the confusion, the mind and twisted illusions.
Never had a place to rest,
A town that you thought yes… create,
Just let life caress the...
I run spinning through the air, pushing fingers through my hair.
No more cares, ----- no more burdens to bear.
The precipice of the mind looms omnipotent,
Yet worldly troubles-
Loans, groans, being alone… insignificant!
Now beautiful feelings of [love] deep inside,
Beaming smiles too hard to hide.
You’ve run a million years through the confusion, the mind and twisted illusions.
Never had a place to rest,
A town that you thought yes… create,
Just let life caress the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
26th Sep 2009 9:51pm
26th Sep 2009 9:51pm
Older
Frustration runs over my skin like a consuming oil.
Madness, angst and surrender - anything to escape this life.
Is it even real?
Countless coping strategies employed,
yet, inside I feel I am destroyed.
Hopeless, defeated, weak and limp
nothing left of what I am, my soul, my being my … whatever.
Emptiness gradually replaced with fear
you rapidly age in slow motion,
watching your dreams melt away with the years.
It’s not so simple just being alive,
what people do, every day, live, be, survive. I don’t understand
this kind of prison, being...
Madness, angst and surrender - anything to escape this life.
Is it even real?
Countless coping strategies employed,
yet, inside I feel I am destroyed.
Hopeless, defeated, weak and limp
nothing left of what I am, my soul, my being my … whatever.
Emptiness gradually replaced with fear
you rapidly age in slow motion,
watching your dreams melt away with the years.
It’s not so simple just being alive,
what people do, every day, live, be, survive. I don’t understand
this kind of prison, being...
271 reads
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