Submissions by Asani
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I live my life based on two principles. One☝🏾: I live as if today was my last day on earth. Two✌🏾: I live today as if I’m going to live forever
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Apr 2014 7:41pm
23rd Apr 2014 7:41pm
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd Apr 2014 7:41pm
23rd Apr 2014 7:41pm
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Apr 2014 00:09am
10th Apr 2014 00:09am
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Apr 2014 00:08am
10th Apr 2014 00:08am
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Mar 2014 1:00am
16th Mar 2014 1:00am
Untitled (Give it one if you can)
The profusely punctuated points of my personal life annoys me
I start,
pause,
look around,
switch,
back again,
share,
share some more,
stop,
restart,
repeat process...
Imminent change alludes me
bound forever to repeat
stagnant, ever failing.
I do not mean to hurt you
Its a side effect of my curse
replay...
I do not mean to hurt you
its a side effect of my curse.
Honest eyes, charming mouth
strong mind, personality
we roll with passion, an almost love
possessing the qualities you want and...
I start,
pause,
look around,
switch,
back again,
share,
share some more,
stop,
restart,
repeat process...
Imminent change alludes me
bound forever to repeat
stagnant, ever failing.
I do not mean to hurt you
Its a side effect of my curse
replay...
I do not mean to hurt you
its a side effect of my curse.
Honest eyes, charming mouth
strong mind, personality
we roll with passion, an almost love
possessing the qualities you want and...
722 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Mar 2014 00:38am
13th Mar 2014 00:38am
Hey you!
Hey you, yes, you. Stop being unhappy with yourself. You are perfect. Stop wishing you looked like someone else or wishing people liked you as much as they like someone else. Stop trying to get attention from those who hurt you. Stop hating your body, your face, your personality, your quirks. Love them. Without those things, you wouldn’t be you, and why would you want to be anyone else? Be confident with who you are. Smile, it’ll draw people in. If anyone hates on you because you are happy with yourself, then you stick your middle finger in the air and say, “Screw it. My happiness will not...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 3:11pm
10th Mar 2014 3:11pm
I received this little love letter :)
Your name will always remain in my heart, it will be spoken and shared in the gentlest of prayers... And you will be with me forever.
Sometimes we need reminders in our lives of how much people care.
If you ever get that feeling, I want you to remember this...
Beyond words that can even begin to tell you much, i hold you and your happiness within my heart each and every day.
I am so grateful for you, and so thankful to the couple of days that have given me so much to be thankful for.
Sometimes we need reminders in our lives of how much people care.
If you ever get that feeling, I want you to remember this...
Beyond words that can even begin to tell you much, i hold you and your happiness within my heart each and every day.
I am so grateful for you, and so thankful to the couple of days that have given me so much to be thankful for.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 3:09pm
10th Mar 2014 3:09pm
White sadness
The thing about thoughts; they are elusive
As soon as you get one it leaves.
Ideas drift and blankness sets in
Then, we think.
The thing about life is; it sucks
not the good kind that makes you grind and spill happy juices.
Life drains and makes you dizzy from all the circles it ran around you
Yet, we cling.
The thing about dreams; you wake up
A harsh reality strangles you while you wade the waters gasping.
We fight to make them the reality, the possibility, the object of faith
Then, you fail.
The thing about religion is; it lies...
As soon as you get one it leaves.
Ideas drift and blankness sets in
Then, we think.
The thing about life is; it sucks
not the good kind that makes you grind and spill happy juices.
Life drains and makes you dizzy from all the circles it ran around you
Yet, we cling.
The thing about dreams; you wake up
A harsh reality strangles you while you wade the waters gasping.
We fight to make them the reality, the possibility, the object of faith
Then, you fail.
The thing about religion is; it lies...
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