Submissions by afumblez
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I try, ry try to make an honest person out of my dishonest self, as all humans will.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2013 3:42pm
9th Dec 2013 3:42pm
sonnet 67
sonnet 67
3/8/13
Fingers flicker across the blank page
stealing a glance at the note being writ
raindrops fall, smothering words of age
when reading this scroll its best if they sit
it reads “fifteen years ago I was left,
They took away from me my dignity
Perhaps you shall see me better in death
where I shall haunt you for eternity
I’ll take away from thee what they did I
with guilt from their actions, redemption sought
While reading this note the mother did cry
as the father loosened the ropes dead knot
oppressing wreaks havoc on all...
3/8/13
Fingers flicker across the blank page
stealing a glance at the note being writ
raindrops fall, smothering words of age
when reading this scroll its best if they sit
it reads “fifteen years ago I was left,
They took away from me my dignity
Perhaps you shall see me better in death
where I shall haunt you for eternity
I’ll take away from thee what they did I
with guilt from their actions, redemption sought
While reading this note the mother did cry
as the father loosened the ropes dead knot
oppressing wreaks havoc on all...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2013 3:37pm
9th Dec 2013 3:37pm
sonnet 9
sonnet 9
1/9/13
anger, fear, rage, said the spidley ‘lil mage
evolve from the evils of our nightmares
sorrow, melancholy, said the grey sage
are embraced by evils eternal stares
joy, happiness, shouted the white wizard
enchant even the most shadowed wicked
jealousy, envy, breathed the deep fissure
burned into those whose minds are naked
clear eyes weep sorrowful remorse in life
regretful of truths they seek to protect
just ‘fore their enticing eternal blight
their emotions on the sleeves are inepts
human minds seek to ratify...
1/9/13
anger, fear, rage, said the spidley ‘lil mage
evolve from the evils of our nightmares
sorrow, melancholy, said the grey sage
are embraced by evils eternal stares
joy, happiness, shouted the white wizard
enchant even the most shadowed wicked
jealousy, envy, breathed the deep fissure
burned into those whose minds are naked
clear eyes weep sorrowful remorse in life
regretful of truths they seek to protect
just ‘fore their enticing eternal blight
their emotions on the sleeves are inepts
human minds seek to ratify...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Dec 2013 3:18pm
6th Dec 2013 3:18pm
sonnet 82
sonnet 82
3/22/13
how many days will I cry of sorrow
when sadness will reap from me happiness
How many days will I wait for ‘morrow
where I am forced to lie, rather confess
fr how long will I remain so joyful
not forever that is most likely sure
for how long will my life push as it pulls
and take from me the chocolate so pure
and when will I end my legacy
the remembrance I will leave behind
and when will I leave for eternity
where I will be with more of my own kind
answers are never truly sought
for without them mystery brought.
3/22/13
how many days will I cry of sorrow
when sadness will reap from me happiness
How many days will I wait for ‘morrow
where I am forced to lie, rather confess
fr how long will I remain so joyful
not forever that is most likely sure
for how long will my life push as it pulls
and take from me the chocolate so pure
and when will I end my legacy
the remembrance I will leave behind
and when will I leave for eternity
where I will be with more of my own kind
answers are never truly sought
for without them mystery brought.
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Dec 2013 3:17pm
6th Dec 2013 3:17pm
sonnet 83
sonnet 83
3/23/13
Bleed with me in eternal harmony
seethe and boil, end your life with great rage
write a note, write a god damned symphony
and then finally escape from your cage
pitter patter as blood splashes tile
creating a laker of ethereal fear
as parents look on and hold back bile
and here is the message that was sent peers
“are you happy with yourselves at my end?
so glad that you could take away a life
when all I wanted was a single friend
so thank you for this bullet I must bite”
now my friend though a message sent
don't end...
3/23/13
Bleed with me in eternal harmony
seethe and boil, end your life with great rage
write a note, write a god damned symphony
and then finally escape from your cage
pitter patter as blood splashes tile
creating a laker of ethereal fear
as parents look on and hold back bile
and here is the message that was sent peers
“are you happy with yourselves at my end?
so glad that you could take away a life
when all I wanted was a single friend
so thank you for this bullet I must bite”
now my friend though a message sent
don't end...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
5th Dec 2013 6:59pm
5th Dec 2013 6:59pm
the curse of eight
The Curse of Eight
The crick, crick, cricking of the stairs echoes as she strides upon the stairs. The plodding of her footsteps echo on the walls of the solemn home, an old Victorian with ancient history. The ticking ticked and ticked from the grandfather clock mounted beside the benign wall leading to the stairwell from the living room to the upstairs. The clock moved its hands with the melody of his own clicking coming from within shattering the windows with its own high pitched screech that was unheard by the neighbors, maybe it was only imagined by the young girl trotting up the...
The crick, crick, cricking of the stairs echoes as she strides upon the stairs. The plodding of her footsteps echo on the walls of the solemn home, an old Victorian with ancient history. The ticking ticked and ticked from the grandfather clock mounted beside the benign wall leading to the stairwell from the living room to the upstairs. The clock moved its hands with the melody of his own clicking coming from within shattering the windows with its own high pitched screech that was unheard by the neighbors, maybe it was only imagined by the young girl trotting up the...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
5th Dec 2013 6:58pm
5th Dec 2013 6:58pm
sonnet 71
sonnet 71
3/12/13
Your words are echoing again in death
from many years ago I still listen
to your words coming from final breath
as your eyes lost their darkest bright glisten
and you said to me something to hold on
the greatest advice you could have given
what you told me relieved me of burden
three simple words that sent you to heaven
carry them out, I hope to bring you pride
to live to potential, to live as great
to plan it all out so my time I bide
for with angry people I shall not hate
you said to live without regrets
and you...
3/12/13
Your words are echoing again in death
from many years ago I still listen
to your words coming from final breath
as your eyes lost their darkest bright glisten
and you said to me something to hold on
the greatest advice you could have given
what you told me relieved me of burden
three simple words that sent you to heaven
carry them out, I hope to bring you pride
to live to potential, to live as great
to plan it all out so my time I bide
for with angry people I shall not hate
you said to live without regrets
and you...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2013 7:18pm
2nd Dec 2013 7:18pm
sonnet 223
sonnet 223, 9/8/13
I am immortal, eternal in life
I am painless, effortless, i occur
I have yet to face my own bloodied knife
And I appear to become savior
forever i weep, as the bluebird cries
into my wing, my black breathing tears burn
as around me society will die
as the grandfathers handstick tock and turn
Why must I take them, gather them in spades
Let them dangle from my hands, lose their hope
take their souls, for its me that they all hate
close to earth their ethereality gropes.
it kills me sometimes, watching them
the way...
I am immortal, eternal in life
I am painless, effortless, i occur
I have yet to face my own bloodied knife
And I appear to become savior
forever i weep, as the bluebird cries
into my wing, my black breathing tears burn
as around me society will die
as the grandfathers handstick tock and turn
Why must I take them, gather them in spades
Let them dangle from my hands, lose their hope
take their souls, for its me that they all hate
close to earth their ethereality gropes.
it kills me sometimes, watching them
the way...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Oct 2013 3:24pm
28th Oct 2013 3:24pm
sonnet 203, the sonnet sonnet
this is how a person writes a sonnet
truly it is simple to those who know
the layout is forever symphonic
the creation however may be slow
the sonnet contains a mere fourteen lines
also a horrible rhyme sceme to boot
three four line stanza's and a couplet kind
to wrap the package to tie it to roots
abab, cdcd, is eased
the basic rhyme for the stanza's in depth
with iambic pentameter concieved
stressed unstressed sylables come with the breath
but the rhyme for couplets gg
ten sylables a line to read
truly it is simple to those who know
the layout is forever symphonic
the creation however may be slow
the sonnet contains a mere fourteen lines
also a horrible rhyme sceme to boot
three four line stanza's and a couplet kind
to wrap the package to tie it to roots
abab, cdcd, is eased
the basic rhyme for the stanza's in depth
with iambic pentameter concieved
stressed unstressed sylables come with the breath
but the rhyme for couplets gg
ten sylables a line to read
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Oct 2013 3:18pm
28th Oct 2013 3:18pm
sonnet 43
2/12/13
books extract memory faultless in death
with words resonating between pages
leaving a legacy in dying breath
an idea to store in the ages
inspiring greatness in all children
words burrow into the subconscious mind
things that we can't view even in our beds
and each story is but one of a kind
imagination is feared by those not
by those without originality
and with this written a body may rot
and people will last an eternity
black ink bleeds from the pages white
...
books extract memory faultless in death
with words resonating between pages
leaving a legacy in dying breath
an idea to store in the ages
inspiring greatness in all children
words burrow into the subconscious mind
things that we can't view even in our beds
and each story is but one of a kind
imagination is feared by those not
by those without originality
and with this written a body may rot
and people will last an eternity
black ink bleeds from the pages white
...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 1:56pm
25th Oct 2013 1:56pm
sonnet 29
sonnet 29
1/29/13
i wish i had the capabilities
to work in the marines, army, air force
to seek to protect without casualty
oh how i wish i could join the states corps
to protect my nation would be honor
to protect my families last freedoms
but to see my comrades on the harbor
the dead, oh I just don't want to see them
I would never fight my brothers in war
for even if it’s civil it’s murder
and the bloodthirsty will only ask more
no, I would much rather be a tutor
I wish to assist my country
in what better way could I be?
1/29/13
i wish i had the capabilities
to work in the marines, army, air force
to seek to protect without casualty
oh how i wish i could join the states corps
to protect my nation would be honor
to protect my families last freedoms
but to see my comrades on the harbor
the dead, oh I just don't want to see them
I would never fight my brothers in war
for even if it’s civil it’s murder
and the bloodthirsty will only ask more
no, I would much rather be a tutor
I wish to assist my country
in what better way could I be?
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 2:36pm
24th Oct 2013 2:36pm
sonnet 54
sonnet 54
2/23/13
and pages turn ever so countlessly
thinking, breathing, such wonderful fables
as people look to them with scrutiny
sitting below the willows or maples
eyes flickering over the stories words
taking in a new character not lost
learning more of adjectives, nouns and verbs
learning anew at any given cost
getting to know an author who can write
of such fantasies unthought by others
whose mind is so very, extremely, bright
whose thoughts are always those that smother
in death authors leave legacy
to be found by...
2/23/13
and pages turn ever so countlessly
thinking, breathing, such wonderful fables
as people look to them with scrutiny
sitting below the willows or maples
eyes flickering over the stories words
taking in a new character not lost
learning more of adjectives, nouns and verbs
learning anew at any given cost
getting to know an author who can write
of such fantasies unthought by others
whose mind is so very, extremely, bright
whose thoughts are always those that smother
in death authors leave legacy
to be found by...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2013 3:39pm
22nd Oct 2013 3:39pm
sonnet63
63
3/4/13
enter into dreamscape through comatose
lose yourself in a final wonderland
a place where nobody could be verbose
where you can snow ski or join a rock band
follow your instinct and change the landscape
whatever your preference it shall be.
you wont need anybody to help or aid
solid or mimic ethereality
drink your favourite beverage or shake
eat the most elegant food like things
you cannot steal here, you only take
for our picnics there is nothing to bring...
3/4/13
enter into dreamscape through comatose
lose yourself in a final wonderland
a place where nobody could be verbose
where you can snow ski or join a rock band
follow your instinct and change the landscape
whatever your preference it shall be.
you wont need anybody to help or aid
solid or mimic ethereality
drink your favourite beverage or shake
eat the most elegant food like things
you cannot steal here, you only take
for our picnics there is nothing to bring...
35 reads
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