Submissions by CeCe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Blah-trouble-blah-bad relationships-blah-people die-drugs-fuckin blah-I write all this shit down in some way, twisted in metaphor, verbs slung through vague descriptions or blunt force with harsh words. Blah-
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Dec 2012 8:15pm
6th Dec 2012 8:15pm
Flowers
Flowers, trees, butterflies & birds...
Fuck ‘em all.
For those things I have no words.
I can only feel what hurts.
Can only see what burns.
Can only speak what is the worst.
What do you want from me...
All I know is all I ever learned.
Written 2011
Fuck ‘em all.
For those things I have no words.
I can only feel what hurts.
Can only see what burns.
Can only speak what is the worst.
What do you want from me...
All I know is all I ever learned.
Written 2011
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2012 11:29pm
5th Dec 2012 11:29pm
Creation
Be silent.
Be still.
You picture.
You painting of mine.
You creation.
Without my hands you wouldn't exist.
Without my bizarre thoughts you would still be a blank canvas.
How can a painting haunt you in your sleep ?
Haunt you with visions of what it wants to become.
Go away...Just for now.
So I can breath.
Written 12/2005
Be still.
You picture.
You painting of mine.
You creation.
Without my hands you wouldn't exist.
Without my bizarre thoughts you would still be a blank canvas.
How can a painting haunt you in your sleep ?
Haunt you with visions of what it wants to become.
Go away...Just for now.
So I can breath.
Written 12/2005
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Dec 2012 11:09pm
5th Dec 2012 11:09pm
Painter
Black & Grey...
Paint smeared on my hands.
I'm a painter...
I paint the sky & the land.
Strange & surreal...
Surrounding these familiar buildings.
I try to paint your face.
But it can't compare to your reality.
So, I paint bridges with the color black.
With the color grey I make tiny cracks...
In the concrete pathways.
And at some point.
Your face fades away.
Written 07/2005
Paint smeared on my hands.
I'm a painter...
I paint the sky & the land.
Strange & surreal...
Surrounding these familiar buildings.
I try to paint your face.
But it can't compare to your reality.
So, I paint bridges with the color black.
With the color grey I make tiny cracks...
In the concrete pathways.
And at some point.
Your face fades away.
Written 07/2005
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 7:36pm
4th Dec 2012 7:36pm
The Bitter Fruit of Me
Sometimes I'd like to say...
Just release me from this please.
Let me drift away like a leaf...
Into the rotten breeze.
You see, I grew these trees of rage.
And I'll eat the bitter fruit, if I need.
Yes, I can grow an orchard.
And my hate I can breed.
You see, it's like a disease.
How it spreads through my being.
I wander this world and wonder...
If you could be the one who would wash me clean.
My soul, it spills over with this toxic rain.
And it stains...
It stains me within.
My own deep, dark demons,
These lost but...
Just release me from this please.
Let me drift away like a leaf...
Into the rotten breeze.
You see, I grew these trees of rage.
And I'll eat the bitter fruit, if I need.
Yes, I can grow an orchard.
And my hate I can breed.
You see, it's like a disease.
How it spreads through my being.
I wander this world and wonder...
If you could be the one who would wash me clean.
My soul, it spills over with this toxic rain.
And it stains...
It stains me within.
My own deep, dark demons,
These lost but...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 7:24pm
4th Dec 2012 7:24pm
Naked
Why are we even still together...
We used to be worse but now we're not much better.
You will forever...
Be that one who doesn't really see me.
Of my problems with you, that is the center.
Would you know what I mean...
If I said I scream sorrow at night in my dreams.
Because this is no longer what I need.
That I still do cry in silence,
Because of the new found compliance in me.
I stand here naked before you, asking...
What do you see ?
Written in 2002----do you think we're still together ?! HA
We used to be worse but now we're not much better.
You will forever...
Be that one who doesn't really see me.
Of my problems with you, that is the center.
Would you know what I mean...
If I said I scream sorrow at night in my dreams.
Because this is no longer what I need.
That I still do cry in silence,
Because of the new found compliance in me.
I stand here naked before you, asking...
What do you see ?
Written in 2002----do you think we're still together ?! HA
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 6:32am
19th Nov 2012 6:32am
So Fine-Rain Drops All Over Again
It's rained for the last five days.
In my mind and outside.
Remember those times...So fine.
So fine like tiny grains of sand between my toes, so fine like a good strong man, so fine like a lost love you've been waiting to find.
So fine...so fuckin' fine.
At least, in my mind.
It stays the same.
It remains.
So fine.
His hands on my face, my neck & in my hair,
Caressing every crevice & every soft curve as I obsess over that captivating stare.
I remember those times...So fine.
Written...
In my mind and outside.
Remember those times...So fine.
So fine like tiny grains of sand between my toes, so fine like a good strong man, so fine like a lost love you've been waiting to find.
So fine...so fuckin' fine.
At least, in my mind.
It stays the same.
It remains.
So fine.
His hands on my face, my neck & in my hair,
Caressing every crevice & every soft curve as I obsess over that captivating stare.
I remember those times...So fine.
Written...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 6:00am
19th Nov 2012 6:00am
Rain Drops
Rain on down, pour it all over me,
Still with this acid in my eyes, I can't see.
Hail on me, because it's the only thing I can feel,
The only thing that pleases me and keeps me real.
Rain Drops; Quiet little thoughts.
Falling through the sky,
Wind rushes us by.
Clouds gracefully stay still.
A star falls.
A wish is made.
A song plays.
Memories and old hopes flash by,
I think of you from across the sky.
Remember us, we were so great.
I laugh and cry and wonder why I had to fuck up our fate.
I feel hopeless and helpless...
Still with this acid in my eyes, I can't see.
Hail on me, because it's the only thing I can feel,
The only thing that pleases me and keeps me real.
Rain Drops; Quiet little thoughts.
Falling through the sky,
Wind rushes us by.
Clouds gracefully stay still.
A star falls.
A wish is made.
A song plays.
Memories and old hopes flash by,
I think of you from across the sky.
Remember us, we were so great.
I laugh and cry and wonder why I had to fuck up our fate.
I feel hopeless and helpless...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2012 2:02am
16th Nov 2012 2:02am
A Wink & A Smile
It may seem darling,
That I'm always in your dreams.
That face....out in the crowd,
Those eyes that follow you around.
A wink and a smile from days long past,
A memory of a face for which your mind is attached.
A certain thing I said or how I looked laying in your bed,
Those things you'll remember, those things shall forever stick in your head.
And sometimes...
Late at night, you may feel a presence watching you sleep,
Don't get scared baby, you know that's just me.
Written in 2001
That I'm always in your dreams.
That face....out in the crowd,
Those eyes that follow you around.
A wink and a smile from days long past,
A memory of a face for which your mind is attached.
A certain thing I said or how I looked laying in your bed,
Those things you'll remember, those things shall forever stick in your head.
And sometimes...
Late at night, you may feel a presence watching you sleep,
Don't get scared baby, you know that's just me.
Written in 2001
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Nov 2012 1:24am
16th Nov 2012 1:24am
Go Down
Wanna slide down my mountain.
Rocky and steep.
Yeah, slide down in my valley.
Vast and green.
Suffer in my suburbs.
Quiet and cheap.
Live in my high-rise.
Fashionable and elite.
Go down in my gutters.
Dirty and depraved.
If you really want to know me...
You'll have to take this journey through my jungle.
You'll have to go down deep.
You'll have to...stumble through my desert.
Hot and barren.
Still, you have only seen a small part of me.
If you're true you'll find it.
The secret path...
Rocky and steep.
Yeah, slide down in my valley.
Vast and green.
Suffer in my suburbs.
Quiet and cheap.
Live in my high-rise.
Fashionable and elite.
Go down in my gutters.
Dirty and depraved.
If you really want to know me...
You'll have to take this journey through my jungle.
You'll have to go down deep.
You'll have to...stumble through my desert.
Hot and barren.
Still, you have only seen a small part of me.
If you're true you'll find it.
The secret path...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2012 6:27am
14th Nov 2012 6:27am
Broken
Ancient reasons behind you…
Desire grows with every passing day.
The same fire flows through our veins.
Both you and I,
Somehow, of the same grain.
Yet, I sit far away from you.
I look outside my window,
I see Persian skies of red and yellow.
When you come down I'll greet you.
I'll show you the way.
But until then my dear,
You will remain….
Broken.
Lost.
Searching for something you won't find.
For some other hands that will feel like mine.
But your heart won't beat for another pain.
Like the one my lips give...
Desire grows with every passing day.
The same fire flows through our veins.
Both you and I,
Somehow, of the same grain.
Yet, I sit far away from you.
I look outside my window,
I see Persian skies of red and yellow.
When you come down I'll greet you.
I'll show you the way.
But until then my dear,
You will remain….
Broken.
Lost.
Searching for something you won't find.
For some other hands that will feel like mine.
But your heart won't beat for another pain.
Like the one my lips give...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2012 6:21am
14th Nov 2012 6:21am
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern.
This heart has been burned.
This pride has been hurt.
It's been beaten & bruised.
And now in the cold,
I lick my wounds.
This soul has changed,
Color & shape.
Been blackened.
All over again.
To be cruel.
Just like it used to.
Protective of this heart.
Which you so casually scorned.
This heart which I warned you not to hurt.
To whom it may concern.
This bitter taste has never been worse.
Never has my smile been so forced.
My will,
So rehearsed.
This desire has...
This heart has been burned.
This pride has been hurt.
It's been beaten & bruised.
And now in the cold,
I lick my wounds.
This soul has changed,
Color & shape.
Been blackened.
All over again.
To be cruel.
Just like it used to.
Protective of this heart.
Which you so casually scorned.
This heart which I warned you not to hurt.
To whom it may concern.
This bitter taste has never been worse.
Never has my smile been so forced.
My will,
So rehearsed.
This desire has...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2012 2:48am
2nd Nov 2012 2:48am
The Hour Of The Goddess
In the hour of the goddess,
The night time becomes me.
I wear nothing but her moonlight on my skin,
In these woods we gather.
We form into a circle.
We chant your name three times.
And then I begin...
I speak aloud the hurt you brought.
The lies you told.
We start to dance...
We speak secret words of revenge three times fold.
Slowly...
Our circle flows.
To a rhythm only we can hear.
I throw into the fire...
A small thing you once held dear.
My circle throws things from the earth.
Dirt, herbs, leaves & worms. ...
The night time becomes me.
I wear nothing but her moonlight on my skin,
In these woods we gather.
We form into a circle.
We chant your name three times.
And then I begin...
I speak aloud the hurt you brought.
The lies you told.
We start to dance...
We speak secret words of revenge three times fold.
Slowly...
Our circle flows.
To a rhythm only we can hear.
I throw into the fire...
A small thing you once held dear.
My circle throws things from the earth.
Dirt, herbs, leaves & worms. ...
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