Miscellaneous Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Random, diverse and unusual poetry
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
venom
its not always those who lurk in the shadows we must fear, longing to hurt you lying in wait . but those who cry love ,yet drip venom from their lips .those whose touch hides razorblades
#betrayal
#abuse
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Made of Madness
Lord, father, are you here or helping the others?
He is asking, seeking your help, but you seem biased, for them but not for him
Did he hurt you? Hurt your creation? Wasn't he peaceful, but you decided to hate him
He is just begging, for your help is asking, help him oh father, help him oh father
Does it please you? When he is in suffer? Does it satisfies you, when he wants to die?
Shall he be thankful, indeed he is, but he is drowning in his tears of pain
So much of his praying, just kill him oh father, you are the god,...
He is asking, seeking your help, but you seem biased, for them but not for him
Did he hurt you? Hurt your creation? Wasn't he peaceful, but you decided to hate him
He is just begging, for your help is asking, help him oh father, help him oh father
Does it please you? When he is in suffer? Does it satisfies you, when he wants to die?
Shall he be thankful, indeed he is, but he is drowning in his tears of pain
So much of his praying, just kill him oh father, you are the god,...
#depression
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The wildflowers
The purple violet in your hair blooms for all the days
you spoke with a sparkle in your eye.
Fields of wildflowers dance at your presence.
The moon off the water winks;
cool winds turn warm.
Now, speak to me as if all the flowers were jealous and listening.
you spoke with a sparkle in your eye.
Fields of wildflowers dance at your presence.
The moon off the water winks;
cool winds turn warm.
Now, speak to me as if all the flowers were jealous and listening.
#lover
72 reads
8 Comments
The Conundrum
Lost in the haze of a broken contemplation
All perceived through the filter of misinterpretation
Do I see it all for the truth I cannot bear
Or am I incarcerated by a misunderstanding
Hopes siphoned from the leak of a fractured mind
Seeking for my heart when it’s something I can’t find
Honesty minced with self conscious lies
Scathed by the radar of the signals in their eyes
Tunnel visions of projected self contempt and shame
The act crumbles to vulnerability
Relinquishing reputation, I abandon my own name
...
All perceived through the filter of misinterpretation
Do I see it all for the truth I cannot bear
Or am I incarcerated by a misunderstanding
Hopes siphoned from the leak of a fractured mind
Seeking for my heart when it’s something I can’t find
Honesty minced with self conscious lies
Scathed by the radar of the signals in their eyes
Tunnel visions of projected self contempt and shame
The act crumbles to vulnerability
Relinquishing reputation, I abandon my own name
...
#anxiety
#faith
#LifeAsAWriter
#morality
#fear
86 reads
2 Comments
A Dream
I bought a dream from a man for one dollar. The next day I saw him cold.
#identity
#philosophical
31 reads
1 Comment
The waterfalls
The water
Falls in a mellow harmony
Helping me to clear my mind
And direct the current of my thougts
I close my eyes
Listening to that pure sound
But I know
That tomorow
The water will change
Suddenly she'll be vexed
She will splosh
Turning her back on the rocks
That overhang her
Eroding them
Falls in a mellow harmony
Helping me to clear my mind
And direct the current of my thougts
I close my eyes
Listening to that pure sound
But I know
That tomorow
The water will change
Suddenly she'll be vexed
She will splosh
Turning her back on the rocks
That overhang her
Eroding them
#nature
25 reads
1 Comment
Whispers of History: The Beautiful Courtyards of New Orleans
In New Orleans, the courtyards sing,
A symphony of peace and beauty it brings,
A secret haven, hidden away,
Where time stands still, for just one day.
The rustle of leaves and gentle breeze,
Soothes the soul, puts the heart at ease,
The sun shines down on ancient bricks,
As history stands, a timeless mix.
The sound of fountains softly flows,
As butterflies dance, in delicate shows,
A rainbow of colors, bright and bold,
Reflecting stories, still untold.
The Spanish moss, drapes with grace,
A tapestry of green, a delicate lace, ...
A symphony of peace and beauty it brings,
A secret haven, hidden away,
Where time stands still, for just one day.
The rustle of leaves and gentle breeze,
Soothes the soul, puts the heart at ease,
The sun shines down on ancient bricks,
As history stands, a timeless mix.
The sound of fountains softly flows,
As butterflies dance, in delicate shows,
A rainbow of colors, bright and bold,
Reflecting stories, still untold.
The Spanish moss, drapes with grace,
A tapestry of green, a delicate lace, ...
#home
#trees
#butterfly #gratitude
#butterfly #gratitude
48 reads
2 Comments
Love
Earth saw a dream
to touch the sky
the sky sent rain
to touch the sky
the sky sent rain
#love
#dreams
#nature
26 reads
6 Comments
What Could It Mean
Undo
Not what is
Forgotten
Over the deep
Regrets
Torn to bits.
Unleash the
Nether's
Arrival,
Then shall
Everyone in
Life
Yield uncertainty
Not what is
Forgotten
Over the deep
Regrets
Torn to bits.
Unleash the
Nether's
Arrival,
Then shall
Everyone in
Life
Yield uncertainty
#philosophical
30 reads
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Easter in Prison
On that sacred day when Christ is risen when many gather with hope and good cheer
I sit suicidal on Easter in prison
alone in emptiness and fear
locked away from all signs of love
holding back tears of regret and pain
searching and praying for strength from above
to face the unending scorn and disdain
tonight I’ll end this life of hate
be removed from all I’ve ever known
but the power to control that fate
is the only thing I own
on the books of this house of correction
on this sacred day of resurrection
I sit suicidal on Easter in prison
alone in emptiness and fear
locked away from all signs of love
holding back tears of regret and pain
searching and praying for strength from above
to face the unending scorn and disdain
tonight I’ll end this life of hate
be removed from all I’ve ever known
but the power to control that fate
is the only thing I own
on the books of this house of correction
on this sacred day of resurrection
#regret
#rejection
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
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sun and moon
we are but children of the sun
taking a hit of darkness
to feel the high of the night
taking a hit of darkness
to feel the high of the night
#mirror
#SelfReflection
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I’m sorry
I’m sorry for the life you were given
My sorrow for the pain you endured
Yet your angel wings bravely flutter
Against the chains that anchor them firmly
Your spirit never fails to rally
Your body valiantly performs
Yet your mind was so damaged
That ordinary tasks are so hard
The challenges you encounter
Leave you exhausted each day
But you try for me
And I fight for you
We can do it baby
Let’s hold hands and conquer your fears
Build our family, build a new reality for you
I’m sorry
My sorrow for the pain you endured
Yet your angel wings bravely flutter
Against the chains that anchor them firmly
Your spirit never fails to rally
Your body valiantly performs
Yet your mind was so damaged
That ordinary tasks are so hard
The challenges you encounter
Leave you exhausted each day
But you try for me
And I fight for you
We can do it baby
Let’s hold hands and conquer your fears
Build our family, build a new reality for you
I’m sorry
#anxiety
#love
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
58 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Miscellaneous Poems by New Members - Random, Diverse and Unusual Poetry