Submissions by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just an average dude expressing my views.
ALL CRIED OUT
Wanna cry but my lacrimals are in a drought
The rivers have run deep along my bumpy routes
Bouts put heavy weights upon my weary shoulders
But they've helped to create this illimitable Soldier
Pain has been soldered into crevices of my mental
Happiness comes and goes like it's just a daily rental
Like an irregular cycle of mental menstruation
Whose unimpeded flow leads to fights against depression
Anger, frustration, and a slew of blue emotions
Tsunamis of rage from the depths of murky oceans
Improved the elocution of...
The rivers have run deep along my bumpy routes
Bouts put heavy weights upon my weary shoulders
But they've helped to create this illimitable Soldier
Pain has been soldered into crevices of my mental
Happiness comes and goes like it's just a daily rental
Like an irregular cycle of mental menstruation
Whose unimpeded flow leads to fights against depression
Anger, frustration, and a slew of blue emotions
Tsunamis of rage from the depths of murky oceans
Improved the elocution of...
#hurt
44 reads
1 Comment
Puns, Guns, & Raising Suns
An Army of one without packing a gun
Instead of eclipsing, I'd rather raise Suns
A creative pun spun in just the write way
Is like a million in one guns aiming to spray
Both used to convey and relay messages
Pay attention to the captions of the images
Taking pilgrimages within via introspection
Escaping life's battefields for recuperation
A resurrection of motivation to continue to march
After living a life of service like the Golden arches
Cause stopwatches have no impact on the progression of time
I pause for the...
Instead of eclipsing, I'd rather raise Suns
A creative pun spun in just the write way
Is like a million in one guns aiming to spray
Both used to convey and relay messages
Pay attention to the captions of the images
Taking pilgrimages within via introspection
Escaping life's battefields for recuperation
A resurrection of motivation to continue to march
After living a life of service like the Golden arches
Cause stopwatches have no impact on the progression of time
I pause for the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
38 reads
2 Comments
DAYDREAMING
Wide awake but still chasing dreams
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
#birds
#deception
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#prison
66 reads
0 Comments
Chalice Full Of Malice
Transatlantic trips on the Jesus ship
Led to the tips of the master's whip
Don't let your lips sip from the oppressor's chalice
From the rip it flippith over as hot, steamy malice
It's best that you don't allow for it to ever take sail
Or the pricey toll may just be your soul for sell
Dwelling in HELL while they'll promise afterlife riches
Only land the meek'll inherit are their six feet ditches
Led to the tips of the master's whip
Don't let your lips sip from the oppressor's chalice
From the rip it flippith over as hot, steamy malice
It's best that you don't allow for it to ever take sail
Or the pricey toll may just be your soul for sell
Dwelling in HELL while they'll promise afterlife riches
Only land the meek'll inherit are their six feet ditches
#deception
#LifeStruggles
48 reads
2 Comments
SEE B.S.
Journeying through life
The highs and the lows
Where joys & pains are rife
My third eye never closed
We're told seeing is believing
But can't believe what we see
Gotta keep critically watching
For the BS like CBS on daily TV
The media's full of lies & deceptions
Social, political, & that of every kind
Most are planned strategic distractions
Designed to keep us all deaf, dumb, & blind
The highs and the lows
Where joys & pains are rife
My third eye never closed
We're told seeing is believing
But can't believe what we see
Gotta keep critically watching
For the BS like CBS on daily TV
The media's full of lies & deceptions
Social, political, & that of every kind
Most are planned strategic distractions
Designed to keep us all deaf, dumb, & blind
#deception
#LifeStruggles
49 reads
1 Comment
Poetically Free
Chillin' in the shade of the shadow of death
Battlin' against demons without havin' a ref
Left ain't as mighty as the right hand of GOD
Compensating with poetry and living life as a bard
Playin' cards I'm dealt 'til I become the dealer
Utilizing this gift to uplift like a healer
Truth teller; not afraid of transparency
Unlocking my cage so that I can be free
Battlin' against demons without havin' a ref
Left ain't as mighty as the right hand of GOD
Compensating with poetry and living life as a bard
Playin' cards I'm dealt 'til I become the dealer
Utilizing this gift to uplift like a healer
Truth teller; not afraid of transparency
Unlocking my cage so that I can be free
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
49 reads
1 Comment
Flow Of A Maestro
I want my poetry to conduct a symphony of thoughts in your mind
Wanna be a maestro who knows how to infuse melody in rhyme
With the chime of a metronome inside of my dome
I maintain the cadence in order to bring it on home
Setting the tone when in the zone of creative writing
Hurdling the blocks that're trying to stop my poeting
Creating before words start escaping my mental
Hoping to retain some on the plane as residuals
Wanna be a maestro who knows how to infuse melody in rhyme
With the chime of a metronome inside of my dome
I maintain the cadence in order to bring it on home
Setting the tone when in the zone of creative writing
Hurdling the blocks that're trying to stop my poeting
Creating before words start escaping my mental
Hoping to retain some on the plane as residuals
#WritingPoetry
41 reads
3 Comments
A Soul's Inferno
Much's unresolved and'll never be
And it's waging a war inside of me
She hurt me deeply down to my core
Nothing in life's the same as before
Those closed doors can't be reopened
Cause her body's incinerated in a coffin
Ashes are now restin' inside of an urn
While the pain I feel continues to burn
And it's waging a war inside of me
She hurt me deeply down to my core
Nothing in life's the same as before
Those closed doors can't be reopened
Cause her body's incinerated in a coffin
Ashes are now restin' inside of an urn
While the pain I feel continues to burn
#death
#hurt
#mother
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Nation Birthers
Your nurturing natures motivate
Providing love in a world of hate
When others berate, you'll uplift
Bestowing us with a divine gift
Today we lift and exalt you all
Cause you chose to answer the call
Stand tall & be showered with love
Absorb the elation & fly like a dove
Above the clouds of trials & tribulations
Over mole hills & mountains of frustrations
Relaxation is the sole goal of this occasion
For the mothers & birthers of many nations
Providing love in a world of hate
When others berate, you'll uplift
Bestowing us with a divine gift
Today we lift and exalt you all
Cause you chose to answer the call
Stand tall & be showered with love
Absorb the elation & fly like a dove
Above the clouds of trials & tribulations
Over mole hills & mountains of frustrations
Relaxation is the sole goal of this occasion
For the mothers & birthers of many nations
#MothersDay
70 reads
3 Comments
Calloused Souls
Friction causes additions of calloused souls
#LifeStruggles
64 reads
0 Comments
Turbulent Times
Two damaged souls trying to live a whole life together
Attempting to stay tethered during inclement weather
Like when their mothers died just two days apart
It seems, since then, the storms don't depart
Is this the latter part of for better or for worse
Where still waters ripple and you must stay the course
Of course that's easier said than done under the blazing Sun
Where two entities are metaphorically trying to stay one
While under the gun with rounds bursting at rapid fire
Ducking for cover and seeking shelter as to not...
Attempting to stay tethered during inclement weather
Like when their mothers died just two days apart
It seems, since then, the storms don't depart
Is this the latter part of for better or for worse
Where still waters ripple and you must stay the course
Of course that's easier said than done under the blazing Sun
Where two entities are metaphorically trying to stay one
While under the gun with rounds bursting at rapid fire
Ducking for cover and seeking shelter as to not...
#love
#relationships
#marriage #LifeStruggles
#marriage #LifeStruggles
125 reads
4 Comments
Mortal Player
I'm a very decent poet and I humbly know it
But far from becoming a lauded laureate
Yet, this shit here helps me to survive & thrive
Pride & creativity are what keep me alive
I tend to nose dive at times then I reascend
A Kamakazi poet won't be how I meet my end
I bend but won't break from the stakes of life's blows
Bobbing & weaving while staying up on my toes
No one truly knows what tomorrow holds in store
Could easily be knocking on Heaven's Trilock door
Will GOD ignore my knocks like he did my pleading prayer...
But far from becoming a lauded laureate
Yet, this shit here helps me to survive & thrive
Pride & creativity are what keep me alive
I tend to nose dive at times then I reascend
A Kamakazi poet won't be how I meet my end
I bend but won't break from the stakes of life's blows
Bobbing & weaving while staying up on my toes
No one truly knows what tomorrow holds in store
Could easily be knocking on Heaven's Trilock door
Will GOD ignore my knocks like he did my pleading prayer...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
95 reads
5 Comments
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