Submissions by BlueBearStories
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jan 2015 4:03pm
26th Jan 2015 4:03pm
Green
Leaves that sprout from fresh branches
Soft warm grass beneath your feet
Mixed with blue in the salty sea
A small and lonesome pea
The color of an envious soul
Moss covering ancient stone
A taurus standing calm and collected
A bud from the ground projected
Soft warm grass beneath your feet
Mixed with blue in the salty sea
A small and lonesome pea
The color of an envious soul
Moss covering ancient stone
A taurus standing calm and collected
A bud from the ground projected
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jan 2015 4:02pm
26th Jan 2015 4:02pm
Faded Pages
On the shelf i was quiet and isolated
My pages were faded
Reserved and alone
Rubbed down to the bone
Thats what i was
So much fuzz
Of a distasteful hue
Before i met you
You gave me paint
That no one could taint
And fixed my cracks
With little facts
You said you loved my smile
I wanted you to stay a while
Hardly have i ever been so happy
I was afraid of becoming too sappy
I liked the fluffy-ness of your hair
Which wasn’t really fair
You said you’ll never leave
And i could only grieve
Because i was used...
My pages were faded
Reserved and alone
Rubbed down to the bone
Thats what i was
So much fuzz
Of a distasteful hue
Before i met you
You gave me paint
That no one could taint
And fixed my cracks
With little facts
You said you loved my smile
I wanted you to stay a while
Hardly have i ever been so happy
I was afraid of becoming too sappy
I liked the fluffy-ness of your hair
Which wasn’t really fair
You said you’ll never leave
And i could only grieve
Because i was used...
440 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2014 5:12pm
10th Nov 2014 5:12pm
Even after revenge
Meet me out by the rose brush,
Where the smell of wine is strong,
Were lovers come to fall in love,
Were the old come to remember long ago.
Thats where i'll be waiting,
With a fresh rose in my hair,
So we can play again,
forever until we die,
I shall be your loyal friend
Where the smell of wine is strong,
Were lovers come to fall in love,
Were the old come to remember long ago.
Thats where i'll be waiting,
With a fresh rose in my hair,
So we can play again,
forever until we die,
I shall be your loyal friend
447 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Nov 2014 5:10pm
10th Nov 2014 5:10pm
Click
Click
I echo through empty halls and am silent in crowds of noise. I’m invisible and never solid. But i can sound as though the opposite. There can be meaning to me and there can be not. But to myself i am a sound of thousands and nothing more.
Click
Further and further towards a destination. Whether known or not. No one really pays any attention to me at all. Whether i’m fleeting or carefully placed. quick and rushed or stable and thundering. Not much thought goes into making me.
Click
I guess the only time i am pondered is when someone is alone...
I echo through empty halls and am silent in crowds of noise. I’m invisible and never solid. But i can sound as though the opposite. There can be meaning to me and there can be not. But to myself i am a sound of thousands and nothing more.
Click
Further and further towards a destination. Whether known or not. No one really pays any attention to me at all. Whether i’m fleeting or carefully placed. quick and rushed or stable and thundering. Not much thought goes into making me.
Click
I guess the only time i am pondered is when someone is alone...
533 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2014 7:34pm
3rd Oct 2014 7:34pm
Boy-ish
Oh boy
A boy
She must be a boy
Hair so short
And clothes so bland
She will never be grand
Amanda Hug and Kiss
A man to hug and kiss
Thats what she is
But boy oh boy
I can’t believe
How pretty she is in that dress
A boy
She must be a boy
Hair so short
And clothes so bland
She will never be grand
Amanda Hug and Kiss
A man to hug and kiss
Thats what she is
But boy oh boy
I can’t believe
How pretty she is in that dress
613 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2014 7:32pm
3rd Oct 2014 7:32pm
Bind Me
These small wrist
So weak to struggle
These ink stained hands
Once meant to create but now only disgrace
My once seeing eyes
Only see nothing
I have fallen apart
I am crumbling at the seams
And i need you to put me back together
So weak to struggle
These ink stained hands
Once meant to create but now only disgrace
My once seeing eyes
Only see nothing
I have fallen apart
I am crumbling at the seams
And i need you to put me back together
455 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2014 6:34pm
2nd Oct 2014 6:34pm
Abandonment
The despair
The searing pain that rips through your chest
When your existence is ignored
When they tell you to go away
Tell you they don’t want you anymore
Tell you to just leave them alone
Alone
So alone
And so cold
Without their warmth
Without their light you fall
the darkness starts to swarm and fester around you
The darkness
The silence infects your being
Its thickness wraps around you tight
Suffocating you
your throat burns
And your tears cut scars into you face
Scars
Your heart and body riddled...
The searing pain that rips through your chest
When your existence is ignored
When they tell you to go away
Tell you they don’t want you anymore
Tell you to just leave them alone
Alone
So alone
And so cold
Without their warmth
Without their light you fall
the darkness starts to swarm and fester around you
The darkness
The silence infects your being
Its thickness wraps around you tight
Suffocating you
your throat burns
And your tears cut scars into you face
Scars
Your heart and body riddled...
553 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2014 6:33pm
2nd Oct 2014 6:33pm
A Simple Explanation
Flowers pressed between the pages of a phone book
Framed sayings litter the walls
Upstairs the room is small yet spacious
downstairs the dining room is big yet tiny
Her hair is grey with a touch of brown
Pale makeup stains her eyelids and lips
Her hands are soft and fragile
Her will is strong and stubborn
She left me in a blissful dream
A sound in slumber so did not speak
To her it was a peaceful going
To me it was a falling of a jagged cliff
Framed sayings litter the walls
Upstairs the room is small yet spacious
downstairs the dining room is big yet tiny
Her hair is grey with a touch of brown
Pale makeup stains her eyelids and lips
Her hands are soft and fragile
Her will is strong and stubborn
She left me in a blissful dream
A sound in slumber so did not speak
To her it was a peaceful going
To me it was a falling of a jagged cliff
413 reads
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