Submissions by AutisticPoet (Amanda or Mandy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
To be as we autistic and not so few, our minds entwined with an autistic view. I am a 36 year old women living with my cat, high functioning autism, dystonia, muscle dystrophy, and chronic pain syndrome.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2018 4:46pm
28th Mar 2018 4:46pm
Admiring The Moon
Breath taking, beyond the dawn,
around the hills,the sun melts
into an orange view.
As I wait for the moons kiss,
the sun bows closing the curtain
to invite the pending night
to take center stage.
Aww how I wait,
remembering what awaits me,
when the shadows dance, and
lengthen; I know the time has come.
My friend the moon winks
and swoons, as I admire his
white looming gloom.
The night smiles for me,
embracing the mood,
as the darkness kissed me.
Goodnight my...
around the hills,the sun melts
into an orange view.
As I wait for the moons kiss,
the sun bows closing the curtain
to invite the pending night
to take center stage.
Aww how I wait,
remembering what awaits me,
when the shadows dance, and
lengthen; I know the time has come.
My friend the moon winks
and swoons, as I admire his
white looming gloom.
The night smiles for me,
embracing the mood,
as the darkness kissed me.
Goodnight my...
#moon
#sky
#night
#nature
#prose
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2018 11:12pm
3rd Feb 2018 11:12pm
Vampires Eat Bloody Poetry
Shadows slowly stretch
over the ground,
as the sun sets
upon the pending night.
All daylight creatures
begin their silent sleep,
while the creatures
of the night awaken.
With ghoulish pride
the vampire rides the chilling night,
as the moon pulls the tides
from its gravity.
A fog rolls over rooftops
and hills become a graveyard
for the cold night air.
A misty frame
bent over and grim,
strides upon
the stone walls,
humans know nothing
of the monsters...
over the ground,
as the sun sets
upon the pending night.
All daylight creatures
begin their silent sleep,
while the creatures
of the night awaken.
With ghoulish pride
the vampire rides the chilling night,
as the moon pulls the tides
from its gravity.
A fog rolls over rooftops
and hills become a graveyard
for the cold night air.
A misty frame
bent over and grim,
strides upon
the stone walls,
humans know nothing
of the monsters...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2017 9:20am
17th Dec 2017 9:20am
Keep Shining Bright
Don't regret,
remember the good and bad.
Life is too short to be worrying
if you did everything right.
Sometimes we make mistakes
and that's alright.
Just remember to keep shining bright.
I send you my light
as a beacon in the night.
Don't you worry
I will help you fight.
© By AutisticPoet
remember the good and bad.
Life is too short to be worrying
if you did everything right.
Sometimes we make mistakes
and that's alright.
Just remember to keep shining bright.
I send you my light
as a beacon in the night.
Don't you worry
I will help you fight.
© By AutisticPoet
#love
#strength
#hope
#courage
#redemption
969 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Dec 2017 8:45am
17th Dec 2017 8:45am
Vampire Under The Stone
Shadows lurk far beyond the light,
where monsters live in after life.
Larger than life, with fangs
red eyes, fire burns deep,
their breath of dust and past.
Nothing is left of the original
us.
We are nothing but dust in the wind,
blown until methods become very real.
A ghost floats where life
hardened from past lives.
Together forever but not so true.
He who came from blood and sweet,
lives for morn but always torn
between light and death.
Heart beats nomore,
but love still flows.
Lay...
where monsters live in after life.
Larger than life, with fangs
red eyes, fire burns deep,
their breath of dust and past.
Nothing is left of the original
us.
We are nothing but dust in the wind,
blown until methods become very real.
A ghost floats where life
hardened from past lives.
Together forever but not so true.
He who came from blood and sweet,
lives for morn but always torn
between light and death.
Heart beats nomore,
but love still flows.
Lay...
#dark
#gothic
#shadows
#vampires
#StreamOfConsciousness
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Dec 2017 1:06am
16th Dec 2017 1:06am
Straight 2 The .
This is straight to the point.
There's no 1 to get in your way,
no commas to block your views.
It's just straight to your doe's.
No frustrating decisions to make,
no calculations to compute,
it's simple and easy,
so you don't exhaust yourself.
Sometimes I think we all deserve a break, get straight to the point,
where you are resting peaceful
in your slippers with a cup of hot chocolate and cookies.
Aww see now this is the life.
🤗❤ Love yourself because I do.
© 2017 By...
There's no 1 to get in your way,
no commas to block your views.
It's just straight to your doe's.
No frustrating decisions to make,
no calculations to compute,
it's simple and easy,
so you don't exhaust yourself.
Sometimes I think we all deserve a break, get straight to the point,
where you are resting peaceful
in your slippers with a cup of hot chocolate and cookies.
Aww see now this is the life.
🤗❤ Love yourself because I do.
© 2017 By...
#confessional
#FallingInLove
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Dec 2017 00:54am
16th Dec 2017 00:54am
Please Move Forward So You Can Forgive Yourself
I hope you are not bitter because of someone else. The hardest thing to do is to forgive yourself so you can forgive someone else. To be vengeful is never helpful, if anything it causes more damage. So please move forward so you can forgive yourself.”
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
Collection Of Inspirational Quotes Written By A Truly Honest Person For My Brain Is Wired Differently.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
Collection Of Inspirational Quotes Written By A Truly Honest Person For My Brain Is Wired Differently.
#TruthOfLife
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 11:21am
11th Dec 2017 11:21am
Walking The Line
When I was younger,
life was supposed to be simple.
Sadly I am not a simple person,
my life has been painful,
full of disorderly view’s,
I never got to choose.
Slowly as I grew,
life got easier
more positive construction
than before.
What changed?
Well, I did.
I took the reins,
I took control over
my own destiny.
I set a destination,
I packed my life into
my suitcase of forgotten dreams.
Set out for my adventure
to face my battle’s.
Today I am happier than ever, ...
life was supposed to be simple.
Sadly I am not a simple person,
my life has been painful,
full of disorderly view’s,
I never got to choose.
Slowly as I grew,
life got easier
more positive construction
than before.
What changed?
Well, I did.
I took the reins,
I took control over
my own destiny.
I set a destination,
I packed my life into
my suitcase of forgotten dreams.
Set out for my adventure
to face my battle’s.
Today I am happier than ever, ...
#PopCulture
625 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 10:18am
11th Dec 2017 10:18am
Dancing To The Beat Of A Different Drum
To relate to you,
I have to think with an abstract view.
I don’t have masks to cover myself
I am exactly what you see before you.
I have no boundaries for myself,
yet I respect that you do.
I am an honest fool,
who’s very much aware
of being the fool.
I have never lived my life
like you do,
though I have tried to,
I have learned early on;
no one can make me happy but I.
To be happy I had to let go
of my expectations,
Stop thinking everything should
move like I want it to.
...
I have to think with an abstract view.
I don’t have masks to cover myself
I am exactly what you see before you.
I have no boundaries for myself,
yet I respect that you do.
I am an honest fool,
who’s very much aware
of being the fool.
I have never lived my life
like you do,
though I have tried to,
I have learned early on;
no one can make me happy but I.
To be happy I had to let go
of my expectations,
Stop thinking everything should
move like I want it to.
...
#identity
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Dec 2017 8:34am
6th Dec 2017 8:34am
The Moonlight Rose
On Midnight Delights
“Into the night we find beauty where darkness finds comfort.”
Nyctophilia
noun
“a love or preference for night, darkness.”
But my heart soaks up the light,
enough to survive.
I am more than this moonlit creature,
I am made up of stardust, flesh,
and bone.
Yet not like the rest,
I reside beyond your wildest dreams.
Where day and night collide
is where my heart loves to hide.
I crawl up into the moons beams
to cat nap on its streams
of leftover shimmers,
as I...
“Into the night we find beauty where darkness finds comfort.”
Nyctophilia
noun
“a love or preference for night, darkness.”
But my heart soaks up the light,
enough to survive.
I am more than this moonlit creature,
I am made up of stardust, flesh,
and bone.
Yet not like the rest,
I reside beyond your wildest dreams.
Where day and night collide
is where my heart loves to hide.
I crawl up into the moons beams
to cat nap on its streams
of leftover shimmers,
as I...
#love
#dreams
#moon
#night
#WritingPoetry
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Nov 2017 1:08am
18th Nov 2017 1:08am
Painful You
The pain of love,
the pain of living,
is something to bare.
I am made of flesh and blood,
my bones bare witness
to my life.
I work hard to live hard,
I breathe, and think,
I collide with time as if
I am its catalyst.
I can move but not freely,
for I am held down by choices.
Love has broken my every heartbeat,
with each thud
it pump’s through me,
like tiny needles
running through my vains,
pocking my every move.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each breath I take
is another...
the pain of living,
is something to bare.
I am made of flesh and blood,
my bones bare witness
to my life.
I work hard to live hard,
I breathe, and think,
I collide with time as if
I am its catalyst.
I can move but not freely,
for I am held down by choices.
Love has broken my every heartbeat,
with each thud
it pump’s through me,
like tiny needles
running through my vains,
pocking my every move.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each breath I take
is another...
#heartbroken
#conflict
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Nov 2017 3:36am
16th Nov 2017 3:36am
Mixed Race
Mixed race,
am I supposed to be labeled for having white skin?
Why can't people see the person within?
I feel sorry for those who judge others
for not fitting into their standards.
It's sad really,
that there are still people who can't see past their own point of view.
How can you learn if all you see is you?
I am a mutt just like you,
I come from a family of different cultures and diverse colors.
We all do.
There's no difference between you and I, expect I can see past the color of your skin....
am I supposed to be labeled for having white skin?
Why can't people see the person within?
I feel sorry for those who judge others
for not fitting into their standards.
It's sad really,
that there are still people who can't see past their own point of view.
How can you learn if all you see is you?
I am a mutt just like you,
I come from a family of different cultures and diverse colors.
We all do.
There's no difference between you and I, expect I can see past the color of your skin....
#acceptance
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2017 00:51am
16th Nov 2017 00:51am
Living
I fell hard,
piece by piece I crumbled.
Life slowly fell into place.”
Life
grew into
me.
Like a flower,
I bloomed.
I became
a weed,
I live off living.
I leave
pieces of me
everywhere
I go.
Life moves
because I move,
it thinks because
I think.
Reality is possible
because I hold it inside
of my experiences.
I live
and life thrives
because I do.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
piece by piece I crumbled.
Life slowly fell into place.”
Life
grew into
me.
Like a flower,
I bloomed.
I became
a weed,
I live off living.
I leave
pieces of me
everywhere
I go.
Life moves
because I move,
it thinks because
I think.
Reality is possible
because I hold it inside
of my experiences.
I live
and life thrives
because I do.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
#SelfDiscovery
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