Submissions by lotuslover (Blackened Rose)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write all types of poetry. Dark and twisted poems, to love and heartbreak poems, to drug induced ones. I have quite a verity to my art. The past influences the future, and it helps my state of mind to express myself.
Known (But Ignored ) Demons
The demons I hide are in my mind,
Tormenting...clawing...
Trying to break free, to destroy
And annihilate my self worth, my self control.
Addiction is a powerful demon,
Tragic affliction...
Degraded position...
Unwise decisions...
Twisting and turning, down the deep frozen mind-set,
Keeping the demons at bay, is like..
Medieval torture,
Trying to escape with barely held sanity,
Unfortunately, it's usually fleeting.
Tormenting...clawing...
Trying to break free, to destroy
And annihilate my self worth, my self control.
Addiction is a powerful demon,
Tragic affliction...
Degraded position...
Unwise decisions...
Twisting and turning, down the deep frozen mind-set,
Keeping the demons at bay, is like..
Medieval torture,
Trying to escape with barely held sanity,
Unfortunately, it's usually fleeting.
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I Can Get Your Heart, Beat...Beat
This is another songs by my daughter, she is so excited, so please comment!
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beat, beating like
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beating like that.
You know I'll get your heart...beat, beat, beating like oohh oohh oh,
Oohh oohh
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beat, beating like
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beating like that.
You know I'll get your heart...beat, beat, beating like oohh oohh oh,
Oohh oohh
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beat, beating like
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beating like that.
You know I'll get your heart...beat, beat, beating like oohh oohh oh,
Oohh oohh
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beat, beating like
I can get your heart...beat, beat, beating like that.
You know I'll get your heart...beat, beat, beating like oohh oohh oh,
Oohh oohh
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Redial
This is a song by my daughter Scooter, today is her 9th birthday and she wanted to put her song on my poetry page. Comments should reflect this please.
Redial
Who do I call, just to say what's up?
When the day got me down again.
And who do I call, when I hear that song?
Cause I know you will sing along with me.
Yaa yaa
Who do I call, when I need to hear hello?
Let me go on, you are my favorite song.
Who do I call, to make me smile?
I'll wait awhile, oohh oohh, and...
Redial
Who do I call, just to say what's up?
When the day got me down again.
And who do I call, when I hear that song?
Cause I know you will sing along with me.
Yaa yaa
Who do I call, when I need to hear hello?
Let me go on, you are my favorite song.
Who do I call, to make me smile?
I'll wait awhile, oohh oohh, and...
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The Lock to End This Lifeforce
My bloodline is stronge, back to Salem and before...
Been burned at the stake...
Stoned to death and tortured for my whitchy beliefs...
Healing...conjuring...scrying...
No denying, multiple abilities...
Modern day inquisitions that end up in straight jackets...
Being reincarnated to a new and improved body, time after time.
Takes such a toll on my soul and my mind.
Trying to cope with these gifts, without loosing my sanity, going thru these lives not knowing who to trust.
One lifetime, a millennium ago, there was a battered cabin, in the overgrown...
Been burned at the stake...
Stoned to death and tortured for my whitchy beliefs...
Healing...conjuring...scrying...
No denying, multiple abilities...
Modern day inquisitions that end up in straight jackets...
Being reincarnated to a new and improved body, time after time.
Takes such a toll on my soul and my mind.
Trying to cope with these gifts, without loosing my sanity, going thru these lives not knowing who to trust.
One lifetime, a millennium ago, there was a battered cabin, in the overgrown...
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Truth Of My Soul
You say that you love me, then tell me to screw off.
Saying that you don't have an anger problem, but stomp off in a huff.
You might think I'm one of these bitches you can rush,
Check yourself, I won't wait around if you give my personality a push.
What the fuck is up with this bunk ass bullshit,
Can't even disclose the problem at hand, so I can fix it.
Never thought I would want any more children,
But, I met you again and hoped it would turn out different.
Seems to me you're just like all the rest,
This has been one big pivotal life test.
Feeling like...
Saying that you don't have an anger problem, but stomp off in a huff.
You might think I'm one of these bitches you can rush,
Check yourself, I won't wait around if you give my personality a push.
What the fuck is up with this bunk ass bullshit,
Can't even disclose the problem at hand, so I can fix it.
Never thought I would want any more children,
But, I met you again and hoped it would turn out different.
Seems to me you're just like all the rest,
This has been one big pivotal life test.
Feeling like...
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Tides Of Change
Sitting here as they all snub their nose,
Putting on an act, a fucking fake pose.
These people are just users and abusers,
If you look at their pasts, you see a bunch of losers.
Biting back your words, till you're about to choke,
They don't care when you're left out in the cold, busted and broke.
Don't give a damn if you are angry or hurting,
All the while, with death we're all flirting.
Dumb and distressed, to the point of distruction,
Pulling your hair out with this constant frustration.
Putting on an act, a fucking fake pose.
These people are just users and abusers,
If you look at their pasts, you see a bunch of losers.
Biting back your words, till you're about to choke,
They don't care when you're left out in the cold, busted and broke.
Don't give a damn if you are angry or hurting,
All the while, with death we're all flirting.
Dumb and distressed, to the point of distruction,
Pulling your hair out with this constant frustration.
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The Universe
All of the stars shining up so bright,
Believe in yourself and the gifts of the night.
Be true to yourself, like the bees to the flowers,
Care for yourself the way the sun and the moon do!
The cosmos are turning and balances are shifting,
Be aware of the signs and proceed with caution.
Stay on the right path,
Follow the river, go with the stream.
Make sure to never look darkness in the eye,
Because this group is blessed, and will not fail.
The world is not always on your side,
I'm always there like dirt to a tree.
...
Believe in yourself and the gifts of the night.
Be true to yourself, like the bees to the flowers,
Care for yourself the way the sun and the moon do!
The cosmos are turning and balances are shifting,
Be aware of the signs and proceed with caution.
Stay on the right path,
Follow the river, go with the stream.
Make sure to never look darkness in the eye,
Because this group is blessed, and will not fail.
The world is not always on your side,
I'm always there like dirt to a tree.
...
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Trippin' Balls
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2 Comments
Total Bitch Part 1
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Sisterly Advice
Darkness falls and it appears as light,
Clouds rolling, dark and thick,
Mists of fear, filled with lightening.
All I can see is your face floating there..
Spirals spinning vibrant colors of the rainbow,
You look to choose, but are deeply misled,
A figure from your past shows his "innocent" face.
But, he's not as he seems..
He is a Judas.. planted to intervene and confuse,
All around him is nothingness and lies,
Spoken from his lips, to push you down the wrong drive,
Stones are cast and crosses are hung.. ...
Clouds rolling, dark and thick,
Mists of fear, filled with lightening.
All I can see is your face floating there..
Spirals spinning vibrant colors of the rainbow,
You look to choose, but are deeply misled,
A figure from your past shows his "innocent" face.
But, he's not as he seems..
He is a Judas.. planted to intervene and confuse,
All around him is nothingness and lies,
Spoken from his lips, to push you down the wrong drive,
Stones are cast and crosses are hung.. ...
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2 Comments
The Letter From A Child
Written from a child's point of view to a absent mother who abandoned her. This is real stuff, venting from a child who is very close to me.
You can never know what a letter can mean,
Till you've been where I've been, and seen what I've seen.
Confined to a world where I feel left so far behind ,
Where nobody sees you and it seems you don't care.
When I'm asleep, sometimes I wake up alarmed,
Thinking my family has all been harmed.
Just dreams, I realize as I come to my senses,
I look out the window and dream of white picket fences .
...
You can never know what a letter can mean,
Till you've been where I've been, and seen what I've seen.
Confined to a world where I feel left so far behind ,
Where nobody sees you and it seems you don't care.
When I'm asleep, sometimes I wake up alarmed,
Thinking my family has all been harmed.
Just dreams, I realize as I come to my senses,
I look out the window and dream of white picket fences .
...
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Broken Stained Glass Lenses
Get your facts straight, can we make that clear?
Lost in space
But have no fear...
Twisting and turning down this unicorn's waterfall
The delicate blooms of petals fade,
Across the universe of dragons breath.
Unknown thoughts of a fairy in flight.
Seeking oneself in the all seeing eye
Weeping willow where I lay my tear soaked cheek,
As cloudless skies flicker thru space and time
The distance forgiven is as beautiful as fate.
Can we get one thing straight?
The facts are not all that clear when looked at thru stained glass lenses.
Lost in space
But have no fear...
Twisting and turning down this unicorn's waterfall
The delicate blooms of petals fade,
Across the universe of dragons breath.
Unknown thoughts of a fairy in flight.
Seeking oneself in the all seeing eye
Weeping willow where I lay my tear soaked cheek,
As cloudless skies flicker thru space and time
The distance forgiven is as beautiful as fate.
Can we get one thing straight?
The facts are not all that clear when looked at thru stained glass lenses.
53 reads
2 Comments
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