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.
SELF POEM
Published
24th Oct 2016 12:45pm
24th Oct 2016 12:45pm
On the floor
This is something I've never dealt with before
I just stay here lying on the floor
And wondering who will be walking through my door
Because every little thing reminds me of you
Like tying my shoe
Or laying in bed with nothing to do
Half the time I don't want anything new
She would like this
Or she would love that
Or I can't do this
Because she wouldn't like that
It's too late to go back to where I started
I must push forward and believe full hearted
But sometimes I can't, and I get restarted
And there are things in the...
I just stay here lying on the floor
And wondering who will be walking through my door
Because every little thing reminds me of you
Like tying my shoe
Or laying in bed with nothing to do
Half the time I don't want anything new
She would like this
Or she would love that
Or I can't do this
Because she wouldn't like that
It's too late to go back to where I started
I must push forward and believe full hearted
But sometimes I can't, and I get restarted
And there are things in the...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Oct 2016 11:32am
19th Oct 2016 11:32am
Not the Same
Not the same
Though we go by the same names
And play the same games
It's not the same
And people say we've changed
We've had emotions rearranged
Like dogs we've felt caged
We had to change
And there's no one to blame
for us not being the same
Though we each gave it our hardest
And tried to beat life's game
We found no one to blame
So now we're apart
And we have to find a new start
Repair the pieces of our hearts
That were ripped out and torn apart
So we're not the same
We don't call each other cute names
And we don't...
Though we go by the same names
And play the same games
It's not the same
And people say we've changed
We've had emotions rearranged
Like dogs we've felt caged
We had to change
And there's no one to blame
for us not being the same
Though we each gave it our hardest
And tried to beat life's game
We found no one to blame
So now we're apart
And we have to find a new start
Repair the pieces of our hearts
That were ripped out and torn apart
So we're not the same
We don't call each other cute names
And we don't...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2016 4:19pm
11th Oct 2016 4:19pm
No More
Why does the sun shine so
On days so gray
On a battlefield
Covered in blood from the fray
And does one's heart beat so faintly
That death would come and
Carry away the body daintily
Oh cold is the sun that holds no meaning
Oh deep is the cut that comes from no blade
Oh weary is the man whose soul refuses cleaning
Oh quiet is the voice whose point has already been made
Does the sun not shine the way that it shone before
To me it does not, I am no more, no more
On days so gray
On a battlefield
Covered in blood from the fray
And does one's heart beat so faintly
That death would come and
Carry away the body daintily
Oh cold is the sun that holds no meaning
Oh deep is the cut that comes from no blade
Oh weary is the man whose soul refuses cleaning
Oh quiet is the voice whose point has already been made
Does the sun not shine the way that it shone before
To me it does not, I am no more, no more
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd May 2016 1:02pm
22nd May 2016 1:02pm
Thoughts on my bed
Red
Dead
another bullet to my head
Smile on my face as I fall to my bed
After all our words, everything is said
Recovering from the taste of burning hot lead
My obituary, will never be read
Me feelings, will never be fed
All my blood, will soon be bled
On these sheets, covered with dred
The place where my, fears were bred
10,000 bullets, in my head
Yet I still, am not dead
Guess I'll just lay here in my bed.
Dead
another bullet to my head
Smile on my face as I fall to my bed
After all our words, everything is said
Recovering from the taste of burning hot lead
My obituary, will never be read
Me feelings, will never be fed
All my blood, will soon be bled
On these sheets, covered with dred
The place where my, fears were bred
10,000 bullets, in my head
Yet I still, am not dead
Guess I'll just lay here in my bed.
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2016 10:41am
12th May 2016 10:41am
B
I was told if you love something to let it go,
that way it could be free and start to grow,
But when its the only thing that feels like home,
it's always hard to release the grip and let it go.
Don't force something that's not meant to be,
But she's the only thing that makes me feel free,
inside my lonely prison of me,
she's my joy, she makes me happy
I love her so much that it hurts
I get on my knees and grovel in dirt
begging, please, as I grab her shirt
Telling her that my lesson's learnt
I don't think she's happy anymore,...
that way it could be free and start to grow,
But when its the only thing that feels like home,
it's always hard to release the grip and let it go.
Don't force something that's not meant to be,
But she's the only thing that makes me feel free,
inside my lonely prison of me,
she's my joy, she makes me happy
I love her so much that it hurts
I get on my knees and grovel in dirt
begging, please, as I grab her shirt
Telling her that my lesson's learnt
I don't think she's happy anymore,...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Mar 2016 11:31am
1st Mar 2016 11:31am
Depressing dream
Highs and lows
Ties and bows
Up and downs
Smiles and frowns
Everyone is a masked clown
Wearing an outside emotion
Walking through town
In a sea of commotion
It's all in your head,
There are people out there with worse lives
So what, your friends dead,
You're not his family, why cry?
You shouldn't be sad
Your life is good
You shouldn't be mad
You live in a rich neighborhood
But it feels like the weight of a thousand eyes,
The sound of a thousand cries,
People tell me that these are the...
Ties and bows
Up and downs
Smiles and frowns
Everyone is a masked clown
Wearing an outside emotion
Walking through town
In a sea of commotion
It's all in your head,
There are people out there with worse lives
So what, your friends dead,
You're not his family, why cry?
You shouldn't be sad
Your life is good
You shouldn't be mad
You live in a rich neighborhood
But it feels like the weight of a thousand eyes,
The sound of a thousand cries,
People tell me that these are the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2015 2:57pm
6th Nov 2015 2:57pm
There are Those
Emotions belong to those who are passionate and have heart
who are innocent from the start
the idea of it is truly an art
But then there are those who live in the cold
Just waiting to die off when they grow old
Just waiting for their story to be told
Never as a kid did they receive a trophy of silver or gold
With their eyes black and their hearts heavy
They want to sit back and break the levy
And cry until their eyes are dry
But they stand firm
Crying, they've never heard the term
For if they did, it would once...
who are innocent from the start
the idea of it is truly an art
But then there are those who live in the cold
Just waiting to die off when they grow old
Just waiting for their story to be told
Never as a kid did they receive a trophy of silver or gold
With their eyes black and their hearts heavy
They want to sit back and break the levy
And cry until their eyes are dry
But they stand firm
Crying, they've never heard the term
For if they did, it would once...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2015 4:52pm
2nd Nov 2015 4:52pm
My love
I'm so in love with you
With your eyes so blue
I feel sorry for the few
Who can't share a dance,
Or a kiss or two
With you under the moon a new.
And with your skin so fair,
The wind playing with your hair,
And me living without a care,
Only when I'm with you.
So I reach into my shirt pocket
Pull out a golden locket
And try not to drop it
And give it to you
Inside of it is all of me I can give to you
Inside is my heart
It began to start,
Beating only in the hands of you.
I close my eyes and fall asleep...
With your eyes so blue
I feel sorry for the few
Who can't share a dance,
Or a kiss or two
With you under the moon a new.
And with your skin so fair,
The wind playing with your hair,
And me living without a care,
Only when I'm with you.
So I reach into my shirt pocket
Pull out a golden locket
And try not to drop it
And give it to you
Inside of it is all of me I can give to you
Inside is my heart
It began to start,
Beating only in the hands of you.
I close my eyes and fall asleep...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Aug 2015 3:32am
21st Aug 2015 3:32am
Part of the problem
It started when he came into my life
married my mom, she became his wife
After beating and cheating on her
She still said yes
so many years, they traded verbal blows
Screaming and shouting
arguing and fighting
a grudge is something that no person should hold
But staying with a man who isn't loyal
Is like keeping a corrupt king royal
Who rules with an iron fist
and punishes those who do what they wish
Yet holds no responsibility
when it comes down to taking away nobility
I fled my house when I was 17 to a friend of mine...
married my mom, she became his wife
After beating and cheating on her
She still said yes
so many years, they traded verbal blows
Screaming and shouting
arguing and fighting
a grudge is something that no person should hold
But staying with a man who isn't loyal
Is like keeping a corrupt king royal
Who rules with an iron fist
and punishes those who do what they wish
Yet holds no responsibility
when it comes down to taking away nobility
I fled my house when I was 17 to a friend of mine...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Aug 2015 00:03am
18th Aug 2015 00:03am
The Owl
Who are you
Who
Who is the one that hunts in the night with wings spread in flight
Who
Who is the one that stares into space standing still in place
Who
The Owl
He is the one who watches over time
beating his wings with rhythm and rhyme
He is the one who peers into your soul
Who rules overs the night that's as black as coal
He who has eyes as bright as the moon
and feasts on mice who have died much to soon
The Owl
Keeper of time and the night
Master of hunting and flight
He who knows all answers and speaks to you
yet the only...
Who
Who is the one that hunts in the night with wings spread in flight
Who
Who is the one that stares into space standing still in place
Who
The Owl
He is the one who watches over time
beating his wings with rhythm and rhyme
He is the one who peers into your soul
Who rules overs the night that's as black as coal
He who has eyes as bright as the moon
and feasts on mice who have died much to soon
The Owl
Keeper of time and the night
Master of hunting and flight
He who knows all answers and speaks to you
yet the only...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jul 2015 3:48am
16th Jul 2015 3:48am
To lift you up
No emotions
there are no oceans
all the seas are dry
Rails are the way of motion
Everyone rides locomotion
even to the mountains that touch the sky
Living is a crazy notion
we all want to drink the potion
so why do we still try
We try so we can live
and tell the tale of how we survived
even though sometimes we want to give up and die
through all the pain and the tears in our eyes
we stand tall and we begin to fight
all of those who like to pull the noose tight
and like fire our passion glows bright
and burns...
there are no oceans
all the seas are dry
Rails are the way of motion
Everyone rides locomotion
even to the mountains that touch the sky
Living is a crazy notion
we all want to drink the potion
so why do we still try
We try so we can live
and tell the tale of how we survived
even though sometimes we want to give up and die
through all the pain and the tears in our eyes
we stand tall and we begin to fight
all of those who like to pull the noose tight
and like fire our passion glows bright
and burns...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jul 2015 6:57am
9th Jul 2015 6:57am
Sleep
Why cant I sleep anymore
I pace along the floor
I'm looking out my door
I can hear my family snore
what a bore
The sky, it is dark
The angels, I hear Hark
This day, it marks
a new day
The moon and the sun
are having fun
The night is done
The day just begun
My eyes are red
I feel dead
I'll read instead
since I cant sleep
One page, one book
One tear, one look
The moon and the sun
are having fun
The day is done
The night just begun
I get in bed, and lay my head
close my...
I pace along the floor
I'm looking out my door
I can hear my family snore
what a bore
The sky, it is dark
The angels, I hear Hark
This day, it marks
a new day
The moon and the sun
are having fun
The night is done
The day just begun
My eyes are red
I feel dead
I'll read instead
since I cant sleep
One page, one book
One tear, one look
The moon and the sun
are having fun
The day is done
The night just begun
I get in bed, and lay my head
close my...
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