Submissions by BoFantastic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry for fun. It is one of my many graces. I like poetry because it is a great way to express emotions and ideas. Thank you.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jun 2014 6:11am
29th Jun 2014 6:11am
I No Retreat, I No Surrender
I No Retreat, I No Surrender
(a true story)
Five against one
But I didn't run
They wanted money
But I had none
They claimed I stole their quarter
I never knew them in my life
They followed me across the street
They wanted to pick a fight
And so they did
Like the cowards they are
They are confident in their numbers
Alone, they are weak
But five against one, they are thunder
But I no retreat
I no surrender
They kicked, they punched
But nothing landed
...
(a true story)
Five against one
But I didn't run
They wanted money
But I had none
They claimed I stole their quarter
I never knew them in my life
They followed me across the street
They wanted to pick a fight
And so they did
Like the cowards they are
They are confident in their numbers
Alone, they are weak
But five against one, they are thunder
But I no retreat
I no surrender
They kicked, they punched
But nothing landed
...
850 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2014 6:48am
21st Jun 2014 6:48am
Bleed In Battle
Never lose your spark.
Our world will be dark,
Without you
We need you to stay alive,
We need you to find out why,
We need you to survive.
Don't give in to your fear, doubt, or self-hate.
Don't give up too early, tell the pain to wait.
Put the weapons of self-destruction, down.
Pick up your pride, put on your crown.
Bleed in battle, with us all around.
To freedom and to victory, let your courage resound.
To freedom and to victory, your purpose is profound.
Our world will be dark,
Without you
We need you to stay alive,
We need you to find out why,
We need you to survive.
Don't give in to your fear, doubt, or self-hate.
Don't give up too early, tell the pain to wait.
Put the weapons of self-destruction, down.
Pick up your pride, put on your crown.
Bleed in battle, with us all around.
To freedom and to victory, let your courage resound.
To freedom and to victory, your purpose is profound.
778 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 5:14am
3rd Jun 2014 5:14am
Wealth And Beauty
Wealth And Beauty
Beauty, with its flaws and imperfections
Gives me the grace to be my own direction.
The wind no longer moves me
I'm rooted in my Self, nobody else
Can behoove me.
I'm Golden
I'm Glowing
I'm Every thing
I have.
Wealth, with its stingy predilections
Gives me the crumbs I need to feed my addiction.
The hunger no longer pains me
I'm full of sap and shit, and can't quit
Dying daily.
I'm Golden
I'm Glowing
I'm Every thing
I want.
I'm lying, I'm crying.
How come nobody...
Beauty, with its flaws and imperfections
Gives me the grace to be my own direction.
The wind no longer moves me
I'm rooted in my Self, nobody else
Can behoove me.
I'm Golden
I'm Glowing
I'm Every thing
I have.
Wealth, with its stingy predilections
Gives me the crumbs I need to feed my addiction.
The hunger no longer pains me
I'm full of sap and shit, and can't quit
Dying daily.
I'm Golden
I'm Glowing
I'm Every thing
I want.
I'm lying, I'm crying.
How come nobody...
691 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
26th May 2014 2:49am
26th May 2014 2:49am
Courage And Kettle Chips
I am scared to make a decision
Stuck frozen in my fear
But I have to make a decision
Because I need to get away from Here
Things will not change unless I choose
But I want to know if there is something better
Money is not the only thing I will lose
So I am waiting, waiting for an answer
Doing the best I can with what I feel
I am still anxious and unassured
I do not know to What I can appeal
To have my Limbo finally conquered
I crunch on my kettle chips, conjuring up courage
Stuck frozen in my fear
But I have to make a decision
Because I need to get away from Here
Things will not change unless I choose
But I want to know if there is something better
Money is not the only thing I will lose
So I am waiting, waiting for an answer
Doing the best I can with what I feel
I am still anxious and unassured
I do not know to What I can appeal
To have my Limbo finally conquered
I crunch on my kettle chips, conjuring up courage
770 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd May 2014 3:28am
23rd May 2014 3:28am
Crystal Cities
Behind my eyes, a fire.
What does it see when the world dies.
When the tears flow, the flame glows.
Electrified on the inside.
Crystal cities in my dreams
These crystals cities know the true me
Returning to my Crystal Kingdom
These crystals cities can hear me spinning
Underneath these voices, a truer voice.
Louder than thunder and perfectly poised.
Atoms and elements bow down and obey.
One bold breath, gladly given to clay.
Crystal cities in my mind
These crystal cities can see my soul shine
Returning to my Crystal Kingdom...
What does it see when the world dies.
When the tears flow, the flame glows.
Electrified on the inside.
Crystal cities in my dreams
These crystals cities know the true me
Returning to my Crystal Kingdom
These crystals cities can hear me spinning
Underneath these voices, a truer voice.
Louder than thunder and perfectly poised.
Atoms and elements bow down and obey.
One bold breath, gladly given to clay.
Crystal cities in my mind
These crystal cities can see my soul shine
Returning to my Crystal Kingdom...
646 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th May 2014 6:26am
18th May 2014 6:26am
Burning Up Your Oyster
Burning Up Your Oyster
Your body is ticking and it's talking
It's telling me it's time to get walking
But I'm not the type to be told what to do
I'm the type that likes to take control of you
If you're body is ripe I'll take a big bite
Put it to sleep and tuck it in good night
Conversations only cause misunderstanding
I rather use my mouth for delicacy sampling
Start at your knees as an appetizer
Nibble on your inner thighs as you turn to fire
Burning up your oyster, making your pearl pop
You tell me it's too much, but my tongue...
Your body is ticking and it's talking
It's telling me it's time to get walking
But I'm not the type to be told what to do
I'm the type that likes to take control of you
If you're body is ripe I'll take a big bite
Put it to sleep and tuck it in good night
Conversations only cause misunderstanding
I rather use my mouth for delicacy sampling
Start at your knees as an appetizer
Nibble on your inner thighs as you turn to fire
Burning up your oyster, making your pearl pop
You tell me it's too much, but my tongue...
803 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2014 5:58pm
16th May 2014 5:58pm
Sunday Sunshine
Surprised that I met you, Now I can't forget you
All I do, is think of you
How do I get you, to let me catch you
I'm not hiding, I'm all yours
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, melted away
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, carried away
Something nice, and something simple
All I want is natural bliss
Something ripe, and something sweeter
All I wish is natural bliss
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, melted away
Sunday sunshine, One day one time...
All I do, is think of you
How do I get you, to let me catch you
I'm not hiding, I'm all yours
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, melted away
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, carried away
Something nice, and something simple
All I want is natural bliss
Something ripe, and something sweeter
All I wish is natural bliss
Sunday sunshine, One day one time
All our love, melted away
Sunday sunshine, One day one time...
726 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th May 2014 5:10am
14th May 2014 5:10am
Your Voice Makes The Clouds Moist
Your Voice is a powerful instrument
Use it untimidly
What you say and how you say it
Inspires visionaries
Give it wings and let it soar
Give it love and let it roar
Your Voice makes the clouds moist
Make it rain on them, hurricane on them
Use it untimidly
What you say and how you say it
Inspires visionaries
Give it wings and let it soar
Give it love and let it roar
Your Voice makes the clouds moist
Make it rain on them, hurricane on them
763 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2014 1:37am
12th May 2014 1:37am
The Fall Of The Faeries
The Fall Of The Faeries
Faeries falling from the fiery skies
Twirling tattered helicoptered wings
Brings tears to my traumatized eyes
The solace of hope now ends
Like plump frozen rain drops from angry clouds
Their blazing boldness is now colder than hail
The Magic that was once fairy tale
Is now fertilizer for ancient story tellers
Weeping for their wisdom, wishing for their return
Mother Earth hibernates from the horror
Remnants of their race anointed with pointed ears
Walking and waiting for fortunes to...
Faeries falling from the fiery skies
Twirling tattered helicoptered wings
Brings tears to my traumatized eyes
The solace of hope now ends
Like plump frozen rain drops from angry clouds
Their blazing boldness is now colder than hail
The Magic that was once fairy tale
Is now fertilizer for ancient story tellers
Weeping for their wisdom, wishing for their return
Mother Earth hibernates from the horror
Remnants of their race anointed with pointed ears
Walking and waiting for fortunes to...
680 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Apr 2014 2:59am
29th Apr 2014 2:59am
Knocking On Doorways
Blessed with a burden
Cursed with a compliment
Crying with joy
Laughing in pain
Hating what I love
Addicted to renunciation
Facing my shadow
Familiarized with the strange
Swallowing my own vomit
Telling time what to do
Running into dream walkers
Knocking on doorways
Cursed with a compliment
Crying with joy
Laughing in pain
Hating what I love
Addicted to renunciation
Facing my shadow
Familiarized with the strange
Swallowing my own vomit
Telling time what to do
Running into dream walkers
Knocking on doorways
658 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Apr 2014 3:59am
24th Apr 2014 3:59am
When The Flame Meets Its Twin
What happens when yang finds yin
when the flame meets its twin
Does the old world collapse
and a bright new one begin
Can cracked cups be filled to the brim
when the emptiness has a hole within
Where does the water go
now that it has no place to swim
How much can chaos contemplate alone
searching for answers away from home
Can it consume itself with one gulp
as the unknown devours the known
when the flame meets its twin
Does the old world collapse
and a bright new one begin
Can cracked cups be filled to the brim
when the emptiness has a hole within
Where does the water go
now that it has no place to swim
How much can chaos contemplate alone
searching for answers away from home
Can it consume itself with one gulp
as the unknown devours the known
857 reads
1 Comment
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