Submissions by BrohammadAli
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
All of my poems stem from personal feelings and experience. It's my outlet for anything. If not for poetry, I don't think I would be here.
Fidget Spinner
My mind ever ticking
My thoughts never stopping
My fingers forever tapping
My feelings always flopping
In a world that is ever so static
arises a new trend
so popular it's electric
could this be boredom's end
Hand-held, but it has weight
It keeps attention, there's no debate
Sometimes shiny, sometime's dull
whatever the situation, it captures the soul
gone are the ticks and gone are the taps
no more pencil flips or leg slaps
the device melts away fear with just a little flick
just one little one and...
My thoughts never stopping
My fingers forever tapping
My feelings always flopping
In a world that is ever so static
arises a new trend
so popular it's electric
could this be boredom's end
Hand-held, but it has weight
It keeps attention, there's no debate
Sometimes shiny, sometime's dull
whatever the situation, it captures the soul
gone are the ticks and gone are the taps
no more pencil flips or leg slaps
the device melts away fear with just a little flick
just one little one and...
751 reads
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The platypus
So many animals on this little blue planet
each vastly different with their own complex antics
Some so tall they see above trees
Others soar through the sky, others live in leaves
Some live in water, in lakes and rivers
some are prey and end up as carnivore dinners
But there is one animal that combines the strengths of others
so complex it seems to have mystic mothers
The venom of a viper
the feet of a duck
the body of a beaver
a creature created with luck
What is this creature called
what is its name ...
each vastly different with their own complex antics
Some so tall they see above trees
Others soar through the sky, others live in leaves
Some live in water, in lakes and rivers
some are prey and end up as carnivore dinners
But there is one animal that combines the strengths of others
so complex it seems to have mystic mothers
The venom of a viper
the feet of a duck
the body of a beaver
a creature created with luck
What is this creature called
what is its name ...
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Anal Leakage
560 reads
2 Comments
About to Lose It
What if I told you I'm about to lose it
My vision fading so I'm biting hard on the bit
To keep myself in the present
And to prevent myself from losing my grip
Weights upon my back
Slowly increasing their load
Legs about to snap
As I walk down the road
I scream at the top of my lungs
But my pain falls upon dead leaves
Climbing life's ladder and miss a rung
But no one's there to catch me
Drowning in this air as thick as cement
Filling up my lungs, coughing up Earth's excrement
I'm not safe anymore,...
My vision fading so I'm biting hard on the bit
To keep myself in the present
And to prevent myself from losing my grip
Weights upon my back
Slowly increasing their load
Legs about to snap
As I walk down the road
I scream at the top of my lungs
But my pain falls upon dead leaves
Climbing life's ladder and miss a rung
But no one's there to catch me
Drowning in this air as thick as cement
Filling up my lungs, coughing up Earth's excrement
I'm not safe anymore,...
496 reads
6 Comments
My LSD
Poetry is my LSD
As the pen touches paper, I start tripping
Colours and shapes fill my eyes
A feeling so intense that it blows my mind
Sounds manifest visually clouding my brain
the chaos making me feel insane
Words start spilling and gushing out of my hand
much like water spilling from a pan
Then I start to feel invincible
so much so, I stab my leg with a #2 pencil
I wake up hours later
pencil in my hand and face on my paper
I go to look at my greatest literature
to see scribbling and a tiny...
As the pen touches paper, I start tripping
Colours and shapes fill my eyes
A feeling so intense that it blows my mind
Sounds manifest visually clouding my brain
the chaos making me feel insane
Words start spilling and gushing out of my hand
much like water spilling from a pan
Then I start to feel invincible
so much so, I stab my leg with a #2 pencil
I wake up hours later
pencil in my hand and face on my paper
I go to look at my greatest literature
to see scribbling and a tiny...
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10 Minutes to Lose
Lightning strikes across my eyes
much like the blade of this knife,
across my wrist, I twitch against the pain
cutting deeper and deeper, I quit life's game
Slowly I witness my entire life seep away
10 minutes to lose 7300 days
"...A permanent solution, for a temporary problem." is what I was told
But the temporary problem is growing old,
in this world that I do not want to live in
I stay alive because I'm pain-driven
But now here I am laying on the floor
Blood seeping out through the bottom of my...
much like the blade of this knife,
across my wrist, I twitch against the pain
cutting deeper and deeper, I quit life's game
Slowly I witness my entire life seep away
10 minutes to lose 7300 days
"...A permanent solution, for a temporary problem." is what I was told
But the temporary problem is growing old,
in this world that I do not want to live in
I stay alive because I'm pain-driven
But now here I am laying on the floor
Blood seeping out through the bottom of my...
579 reads
2 Comments
Writer's Block
What does one wonder
When lost deep in thought
Do thoughts snap like thunder
Is what one seeks, what they sought?
First it starts with just a tiny spark
and then it sparks again
then starts to combust
like a car engine
Soon we have an idea in space
that allows our minds to start to race
After a moment we write it down
Concentration so tough, it makes us frown
Then its done and the pencil smokes
from the pressure given by the hands of this bloke
We give it a second and let it sink in ...
When lost deep in thought
Do thoughts snap like thunder
Is what one seeks, what they sought?
First it starts with just a tiny spark
and then it sparks again
then starts to combust
like a car engine
Soon we have an idea in space
that allows our minds to start to race
After a moment we write it down
Concentration so tough, it makes us frown
Then its done and the pencil smokes
from the pressure given by the hands of this bloke
We give it a second and let it sink in ...
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The one that loves me
Pencil and paper
Lead and eraser
I do not forget her
The one that loves me
The sun and the sky
The stars so bright
A kiss goodnight
From the one that loves me
Near and far
A brand new car
Travel to a star
To the one that loves me
Whipers so sweet
Love melts from heat
In the oceans deep
To find the one that loves me
Eyes shut tight
Every thought losing might
Sleeping every night
With the one that loves me.
11:55 PM Wed, Jan. 6, 2016
Lead and eraser
I do not forget her
The one that loves me
The sun and the sky
The stars so bright
A kiss goodnight
From the one that loves me
Near and far
A brand new car
Travel to a star
To the one that loves me
Whipers so sweet
Love melts from heat
In the oceans deep
To find the one that loves me
Eyes shut tight
Every thought losing might
Sleeping every night
With the one that loves me.
11:55 PM Wed, Jan. 6, 2016
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Life
Open up the cover to the book of my story
Filled with anything from cute to gory
Try to read but it seems very boring
Well I guess that's just my life
Fall asleep at night and I wake in the morning
Try to call me and I'll be ignoring
Any call, from anywhere, I'm probably mourning
Well I guess that's just my life.
But the one thing, that bothers me
Is something called hypocrisy
Saying one thing and doing another
Is doing wrong by your brother
Looking down on people just like me
Just isn't right, probably not healthy
So take...
Filled with anything from cute to gory
Try to read but it seems very boring
Well I guess that's just my life
Fall asleep at night and I wake in the morning
Try to call me and I'll be ignoring
Any call, from anywhere, I'm probably mourning
Well I guess that's just my life.
But the one thing, that bothers me
Is something called hypocrisy
Saying one thing and doing another
Is doing wrong by your brother
Looking down on people just like me
Just isn't right, probably not healthy
So take...
687 reads
2 Comments
Kitty
This is the poem I promised to you
Christmas day was the day it was due
I'm making it late, what else is new
I didn't want to write it
because I thought it wouldn't help the situation
I had made up my mind
and you wanted clarification
so I held off
And I let you be
Because you weren't sure
of what you thought of me
But here I am a week late
This is your poem no debate
So now about you and your features
You're so smart, You could be a teacher
Musically talented, I would watch from the bleachers
So kind and...
Christmas day was the day it was due
I'm making it late, what else is new
I didn't want to write it
because I thought it wouldn't help the situation
I had made up my mind
and you wanted clarification
so I held off
And I let you be
Because you weren't sure
of what you thought of me
But here I am a week late
This is your poem no debate
So now about you and your features
You're so smart, You could be a teacher
Musically talented, I would watch from the bleachers
So kind and...
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Feel
Feel my words as hot as fire
filling your deepest desires
Feel my distance as cold as ice
one word should suffice
Feel my love as warm as tea
drunk on the smell of me
Feel my loneliness as empty as space
see it there upon my face
Feel me like I actually exist
everything that you have wished
feel me feel you
and all of our dreams will come true.
filling your deepest desires
Feel my distance as cold as ice
one word should suffice
Feel my love as warm as tea
drunk on the smell of me
Feel my loneliness as empty as space
see it there upon my face
Feel me like I actually exist
everything that you have wished
feel me feel you
and all of our dreams will come true.
576 reads
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Today
These thoughts that poison my mind
are fed from a river below
The earth's crust, dampening everything I know
What was right seems wrong
and what was wrong seems worse
And as I sit and write this song
I hate every verse
Similar to incantations
poems seem to be my curse
Some days I stand on the curb
And wonder what would happen
If I got hit by a car undeterred
Would people keep on walking
would they all be disturbed
Some days I think of flying
My feet to never touch the floor
But instead of using...
are fed from a river below
The earth's crust, dampening everything I know
What was right seems wrong
and what was wrong seems worse
And as I sit and write this song
I hate every verse
Similar to incantations
poems seem to be my curse
Some days I stand on the curb
And wonder what would happen
If I got hit by a car undeterred
Would people keep on walking
would they all be disturbed
Some days I think of flying
My feet to never touch the floor
But instead of using...
645 reads
2 Comments
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