Submissions by meaninglesssynapse
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I start the piece, but it tends to finish itself.
reaching the skies or pondering right now
If you're going to be a representative of one's love, be it.
Hatred based on words in a book? A book altered by men?
I'm not saying don't believe, please do. Maybe leaving the judging based on said book to your savior and practicing the love? The real love. Beyond color. Beyond closed doors. Why can't we be happy? This goes much deeper than "do you believe in god or not." The world has a problem. All we can do is our best to know what we could be. Maybe I'm just in the wrong time?
I am by no means perfect. I don't want to come off as preachy because, fuck hypocrisy. I'm...
Hatred based on words in a book? A book altered by men?
I'm not saying don't believe, please do. Maybe leaving the judging based on said book to your savior and practicing the love? The real love. Beyond color. Beyond closed doors. Why can't we be happy? This goes much deeper than "do you believe in god or not." The world has a problem. All we can do is our best to know what we could be. Maybe I'm just in the wrong time?
I am by no means perfect. I don't want to come off as preachy because, fuck hypocrisy. I'm...
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secrets revealed
Dwelling in darkness far below a life's touch
A secret death is looming, growing, waiting to rear it's glorious head and encase a world in shadow
Signs dismissed as paranoia or irrelevant
Just as planned by his majesty
The targeted man begins to feel what he knows he shouldn't and he likes it
Needs it
Death reaches and slowly caresses
Arousing the ends beginning
Breath is his biggest problem
He's had more than he deserves and blissfully continues to waste
Digging a grave and humming
"Friend of the Devil"
It won't be long
He...
A secret death is looming, growing, waiting to rear it's glorious head and encase a world in shadow
Signs dismissed as paranoia or irrelevant
Just as planned by his majesty
The targeted man begins to feel what he knows he shouldn't and he likes it
Needs it
Death reaches and slowly caresses
Arousing the ends beginning
Breath is his biggest problem
He's had more than he deserves and blissfully continues to waste
Digging a grave and humming
"Friend of the Devil"
It won't be long
He...
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2 Comments
The Sounds of Men Off Their Medicine
Driving too fast
Bloodlust on the brain
Broken glass and coffee table
Life seeping and bandaged showing through the gauze
A ruined sanctity inside
Eyes dulled with apathy anxiety
Written words strewn about and tossed aside
Chewing fingernails
Empty scripts
The world once at my hands now dust under my feet
And I'm left with all this beauty
Bloodlust on the brain
Broken glass and coffee table
Life seeping and bandaged showing through the gauze
A ruined sanctity inside
Eyes dulled with apathy anxiety
Written words strewn about and tossed aside
Chewing fingernails
Empty scripts
The world once at my hands now dust under my feet
And I'm left with all this beauty
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wasted grace
Flaws driven through me like stakes through a savior
Spilling wretched blood
Trickling from appendages
Saturating the earth
A crown of self loathing placed atop the battered cranium of the condemned
Crimes of indulgence
This flesh pays the price
One too many times the line was blurred and now I hang off T shaped lumber
For my sins
By your hand
I am christ for you
I am contradiction
I am apathy
I am the liquid king of kings
Filling up and bleeding out
I am your love
I take your hate
Eat my thoughts
Drink my life
Turn...
Spilling wretched blood
Trickling from appendages
Saturating the earth
A crown of self loathing placed atop the battered cranium of the condemned
Crimes of indulgence
This flesh pays the price
One too many times the line was blurred and now I hang off T shaped lumber
For my sins
By your hand
I am christ for you
I am contradiction
I am apathy
I am the liquid king of kings
Filling up and bleeding out
I am your love
I take your hate
Eat my thoughts
Drink my life
Turn...
65 reads
3 Comments
sadistic sexual serenity
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6 Comments
Emptiness
Fire burns on the horizon
Smoke procession ascends the clouds
A great slaughter lays below
Another village lays waste at the feet of the dark lord
His men swift in their duty
Those left alive wishing for the fate of their kinfolk
Quick death just feet away
Oh to be so lucky
A life time of hard work reduced to kindling
Another victory in the campaign of madness
The Master of Sanity directs his subjects North
Bloodlust thick in the air
Obsessed pawns in a greater game
Bred for now
Joyful in their duties
Slaughtering all in...
Smoke procession ascends the clouds
A great slaughter lays below
Another village lays waste at the feet of the dark lord
His men swift in their duty
Those left alive wishing for the fate of their kinfolk
Quick death just feet away
Oh to be so lucky
A life time of hard work reduced to kindling
Another victory in the campaign of madness
The Master of Sanity directs his subjects North
Bloodlust thick in the air
Obsessed pawns in a greater game
Bred for now
Joyful in their duties
Slaughtering all in...
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flesh construct
Who made the weather and where did the seasons go?
Your Science fails us daily
Your god dwells far below
Isolation
I can put on a good face
The most friendly antisocial you know
Always lost in thought
On the center of my sun
One that I call my own
That skin lacks a personality in the present
But has his very own world down the road
Building is slow but there it is
Wrapped up neatly and safely tucked away
Your Science fails us daily
Your god dwells far below
Isolation
I can put on a good face
The most friendly antisocial you know
Always lost in thought
On the center of my sun
One that I call my own
That skin lacks a personality in the present
But has his very own world down the road
Building is slow but there it is
Wrapped up neatly and safely tucked away
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Eyes Sewn Shut
The road is clouded the most in the sun
Where did the inspiration go?
Rough draft wrong beginning
"Eyes Sewn Shut"
Down the coaster you go
Mistaking the deepest level
Leaving a road of scars behind
Swallowing your tongue
To be reborn
The dying process is slow
Agony ahead
Bathed in blood head to toe
Lacerations growing upon your flesh
Self inflicted and pure in their own
A rebirth through spiritual violence
Glasses empty and glass shatters
The temple is bruised
Self loathing blades slashed across the...
Where did the inspiration go?
Rough draft wrong beginning
"Eyes Sewn Shut"
Down the coaster you go
Mistaking the deepest level
Leaving a road of scars behind
Swallowing your tongue
To be reborn
The dying process is slow
Agony ahead
Bathed in blood head to toe
Lacerations growing upon your flesh
Self inflicted and pure in their own
A rebirth through spiritual violence
Glasses empty and glass shatters
The temple is bruised
Self loathing blades slashed across the...
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6 Comments
recovered
I don't want to do this anymore
My blood is thick
And I have been
Declining
Reveling in the sweat
And the nothing
Presence of hope
Glass half full of doubt
Same story different book
Halted evolution
Truth revealed
Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
Red lighter flicked bic blues
Cancer
Love?
Empathy?
Another cigarette in my grasp
The day is blown
And I'm at peace
Jaded, blue peace
Sublime beauty swirling within
My blood is thick
And I have been
Declining
Reveling in the sweat
And the nothing
Presence of hope
Glass half full of doubt
Same story different book
Halted evolution
Truth revealed
Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
Red lighter flicked bic blues
Cancer
Love?
Empathy?
Another cigarette in my grasp
The day is blown
And I'm at peace
Jaded, blue peace
Sublime beauty swirling within
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bath at a glance
The hungriest stomach sticks out furthest
Observations stretched over days
Rewinding and slow timing
Pointing the way
Far past the follies and lost time,
Before there was a you
There lurked another being
Something behind the eyes
Not destroyed
Faith in a great something.
Unscarred,
Ironic the truth can be.....
Show your world everything
Its only there once
Nothing worth wasting
Remember your head
It'll be needed.....
Ramblings of a mind insane
Clean murders under the clouds
Slice away with righteous vigor...
Observations stretched over days
Rewinding and slow timing
Pointing the way
Far past the follies and lost time,
Before there was a you
There lurked another being
Something behind the eyes
Not destroyed
Faith in a great something.
Unscarred,
Ironic the truth can be.....
Show your world everything
Its only there once
Nothing worth wasting
Remember your head
It'll be needed.....
Ramblings of a mind insane
Clean murders under the clouds
Slice away with righteous vigor...
75 reads
2 Comments
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