Submissions by AaHarvey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Pinterest Aa Harvey shows you all you need to know about me. My new unfinished poems are my b sides and not the finished article. I need for you to help me finish them with your comments or maybe inspiration. Some of them I have had unfinished for years.
0 - Unfinished poetry 43
A Collection of Love Is...Poetry - Happy
Love is speaking to her just to get a response.
Love is waiting on her words for a happy chance.
Love is listening to her thoughts with no desire to respond.
Love is the beginning of a happy stance.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Love is speaking to her just to get a response.
Love is waiting on her words for a happy chance.
Love is listening to her thoughts with no desire to respond.
Love is the beginning of a happy stance.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#love
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0 - Unfinished poetry 42
Pyramid
The cost of love is an unenviable price.
What cost a trinket in exchange for your life?
I have no need of coin’s this bad, my Liege.
I need resuscitation and escape from the grave.
For this is grave indeed, my kin.
If you are gone, then take my crown for I am not a King.
I am still a kid in Neverland.
Never again will I understand the magic we made inside this land.
I want to fly up to take you by the hand.
You’re coming back with me down to Earth,
For I cannot pay the cost of losing her,
For she is like family,...
The cost of love is an unenviable price.
What cost a trinket in exchange for your life?
I have no need of coin’s this bad, my Liege.
I need resuscitation and escape from the grave.
For this is grave indeed, my kin.
If you are gone, then take my crown for I am not a King.
I am still a kid in Neverland.
Never again will I understand the magic we made inside this land.
I want to fly up to take you by the hand.
You’re coming back with me down to Earth,
For I cannot pay the cost of losing her,
For she is like family,...
#grief
#love
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Mona Lisa
Love is black, so was she.
I have regrets at not asking, but it was never gonna be.
If we dared to love, we would have broken apart,
The truest form of feeling good.
Memories I hold.
I paint their picture like a masterpiece.
It’s starting to look old.
People come and people go.
It’s the stories they tell you that you keep in your soul.
From the first to the last,
I can see love in all its glory,
But the past is the past.
Friends with Wifey...not likely.
The simple truth...
I have regrets at not asking, but it was never gonna be.
If we dared to love, we would have broken apart,
The truest form of feeling good.
Memories I hold.
I paint their picture like a masterpiece.
It’s starting to look old.
People come and people go.
It’s the stories they tell you that you keep in your soul.
From the first to the last,
I can see love in all its glory,
But the past is the past.
Friends with Wifey...not likely.
The simple truth...
#LifeCycle
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0 - Unfinished poetry 40
Bored
I’ve been standing here waiting for what feels like years.
It feels like years because it has been my dear
And if I’m just another has been to you,
Just know that I’ll be waiting ‘til this empty life is through,
Because with or without, I will be nothing more.
If only I could find the key to fit your door,
I would move myself into the consciousness of your mind.
If only you knew, I know we would find our way to rhyme
And if it’s rhythm you are after, I will pick up my bass,
Play the only song that I know to put a...
I’ve been standing here waiting for what feels like years.
It feels like years because it has been my dear
And if I’m just another has been to you,
Just know that I’ll be waiting ‘til this empty life is through,
Because with or without, I will be nothing more.
If only I could find the key to fit your door,
I would move myself into the consciousness of your mind.
If only you knew, I know we would find our way to rhyme
And if it’s rhythm you are after, I will pick up my bass,
Play the only song that I know to put a...
#love
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0 - Unfinished poetry 39
Why are you so God-damn complicated
Why are you here?
Why are we here?
Why do we care when nobody is near?
Can we not live without someone to love?
Is love too bad or is it all good?
Love is both and neither and all.
I am but an acorn in your world,
But from small branches reach hearts and minds.
Are you unkind or are you my kind?
Questions go unanswered when I am all alone.
I’m not seeing her today and she is not yet on my phone.
I am no leader. She remains silent.
I am too quiet, yet my heart beats with violence, ...
Why are you here?
Why are we here?
Why do we care when nobody is near?
Can we not live without someone to love?
Is love too bad or is it all good?
Love is both and neither and all.
I am but an acorn in your world,
But from small branches reach hearts and minds.
Are you unkind or are you my kind?
Questions go unanswered when I am all alone.
I’m not seeing her today and she is not yet on my phone.
I am no leader. She remains silent.
I am too quiet, yet my heart beats with violence, ...
#love
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0 - Unfinished poetry 38
Endless soul
I have an endless soul, full of endless words.
I am already old and I have only just begun…
I could become infinite with her.
I could write about her for the rest of my life
And I would still have more to say my sun,
My light, my Jesus Christ!
Did you just see what she did for me?
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
I have an endless soul, full of endless words.
I am already old and I have only just begun…
I could become infinite with her.
I could write about her for the rest of my life
And I would still have more to say my sun,
My light, my Jesus Christ!
Did you just see what she did for me?
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#love
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0 - Unfinished poetry 37
Baby steps
A life in a bubble ain’t no life at all.
You’ve gotta not be scared of a little fall.
Midnight, dark light, under a sea of lights;
Bright stars, so far, we are temporary in this one life.
Wishes come true when I awake to the sunlight with you.
With your hand in my hand I can find a way through.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
A life in a bubble ain’t no life at all.
You’ve gotta not be scared of a little fall.
Midnight, dark light, under a sea of lights;
Bright stars, so far, we are temporary in this one life.
Wishes come true when I awake to the sunlight with you.
With your hand in my hand I can find a way through.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#LifeCycle
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0 - Unfinished poetry 36
Hoping
Hello.
I’m calling out for wonder.
I wonder if this life will ever change.
Hoping.
I’m calling out hopelessly wondering
What life will bring today.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Hello.
I’m calling out for wonder.
I wonder if this life will ever change.
Hoping.
I’m calling out hopelessly wondering
What life will bring today.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#LifeAsAWriter
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0 - Unfinished poetry 35
Memories lost
Torn from Heaven to give me life again.
The conscious being never knew when,
It’s day would come, but what is done, is done.
I want to go back to the eternal sun.
The endless tree’s, the summer’s breeze,
The ease in which I breathed seems,
Something only to be believed and never real, when it’s need,
Lead me to hope to feel the truth, now hidden.
Bound and locked, signed and sealed in solid oak.
Once spoke of with fondness,
Now memories lost.
(C)2021 Aa Harvey. All Rights...
Torn from Heaven to give me life again.
The conscious being never knew when,
It’s day would come, but what is done, is done.
I want to go back to the eternal sun.
The endless tree’s, the summer’s breeze,
The ease in which I breathed seems,
Something only to be believed and never real, when it’s need,
Lead me to hope to feel the truth, now hidden.
Bound and locked, signed and sealed in solid oak.
Once spoke of with fondness,
Now memories lost.
(C)2021 Aa Harvey. All Rights...
#LifeCycle
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0 - Unfinished poetry 34
Vampiric
Impaled, burned, ruthless, seductress, seducer,
In this land of death we all walk alone,
Carry me forward into the twilight,
So I will become stronger than I am,
With godless whispers they scream in the night,
We are without mercy as is daylight,
One shall fall as will the many, let their blood saturate the ground,
We are the becoming, changing forever,
We are here, let them feast upon death,
Darkness surrounds their every footstep, now they are in our sights,
They shall perish before the dawn is light, coven of...
Impaled, burned, ruthless, seductress, seducer,
In this land of death we all walk alone,
Carry me forward into the twilight,
So I will become stronger than I am,
With godless whispers they scream in the night,
We are without mercy as is daylight,
One shall fall as will the many, let their blood saturate the ground,
We are the becoming, changing forever,
We are here, let them feast upon death,
Darkness surrounds their every footstep, now they are in our sights,
They shall perish before the dawn is light, coven of...
#vampires
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0 - Unfinished poetry 33
Relentless
Sing a song of madness when you are down.
But pity me for all I want to do is wear this frown,
Like apathy and in my dreams I find no way to escape.
The solitude rips me up and I have to start again.
In misery.
If all I want is never gonna be,
Where is the sympathy.
I only wanted one love in this life.
Oh, woah is me.
My days are filled up with no relent.
Less energy to do the things they say I have to do.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Sing a song of madness when you are down.
But pity me for all I want to do is wear this frown,
Like apathy and in my dreams I find no way to escape.
The solitude rips me up and I have to start again.
In misery.
If all I want is never gonna be,
Where is the sympathy.
I only wanted one love in this life.
Oh, woah is me.
My days are filled up with no relent.
Less energy to do the things they say I have to do.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#SelfReflection
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0 - Unfinished poetry 32
The world is my creation
My mind is a universe forever in creation.
A list of pathetic acts which continue to grow
The world is my mind created for my amusement
I work with Lord Byron and Jesus is my friend
I live like a slob, I got a cool job,
And in my spare time I get to play pretend.
I’m a super hero poet and nobody knows it
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
My mind is a universe forever in creation.
A list of pathetic acts which continue to grow
The world is my mind created for my amusement
I work with Lord Byron and Jesus is my friend
I live like a slob, I got a cool job,
And in my spare time I get to play pretend.
I’m a super hero poet and nobody knows it
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#LifeAsAWriter
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