Submissions by Chessemillperez
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
raw dangling emotional sinewy nerves is what you get from me.
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2017 4:57am
19th Oct 2017 4:57am
Hidden keys in the key of flat
I found you at the end of your rope
I thought I would be your safe harbor
But I frightened you with my genuineness
I remember you when I didn’t know you
When you were lonely and needed a friend
I say I would not ask of you
I say I would be a breath of fresh air
Into your drawer you placed me
Like the other ornaments you collected
Where I could only get dusty
And due to my golden case
I got old but did not rust
Between your hurt, and damaged egg shell emotions
I still maintain I will not take from you
I will not keep...
I thought I would be your safe harbor
But I frightened you with my genuineness
I remember you when I didn’t know you
When you were lonely and needed a friend
I say I would not ask of you
I say I would be a breath of fresh air
Into your drawer you placed me
Like the other ornaments you collected
Where I could only get dusty
And due to my golden case
I got old but did not rust
Between your hurt, and damaged egg shell emotions
I still maintain I will not take from you
I will not keep...
#acceptance
623 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Sep 2017 8:42pm
28th Sep 2017 8:42pm
Tom & a Mockingbird
Tom and a Mockingbird
There is a mockingbird that lands on his
Windowsill
Shrieks blood curling screams at Tom every
Morning
“Get up! Get up! she screams in layered pitch
It echoes in Tom’s
Head
So, one-day Tom starts mocking the mockingbird
Until
The irony is so thick, it drips into the mockingbirds
Cognizance
“Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up” she retorts
Then like a magnificent soaring B-52, she dives at
Poor Tom’s head
And just as sudden she flies off
Lands on spruce tree’s branch
One eye...
There is a mockingbird that lands on his
Windowsill
Shrieks blood curling screams at Tom every
Morning
“Get up! Get up! she screams in layered pitch
It echoes in Tom’s
Head
So, one-day Tom starts mocking the mockingbird
Until
The irony is so thick, it drips into the mockingbirds
Cognizance
“Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up” she retorts
Then like a magnificent soaring B-52, she dives at
Poor Tom’s head
And just as sudden she flies off
Lands on spruce tree’s branch
One eye...
#trees
#birds
#lover
#LifeAsAWriter
#metaphor
550 reads
15 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Sep 2017 8:38pm
28th Sep 2017 8:38pm
Tom and a Mockingbird
There is a mockingbird that lands on his
Windowsill
Shrieks blood curling screams at Tom every
Morning
“Get up! Get up! she screams in layered pitch
It echoes in Tom’s
Head
So, one-day Tom starts mocking the mockingbird
Until
The irony is so thick, it drips into the mockingbirds
Cognizance
“Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up” she retorts
Then like a magnificent soaring B-52, she dives at
Poor Tom’s head
And just as sudden she flies off
Lands on spruce tree’s branch
One eye cockeyed
She begins to sing,...
Windowsill
Shrieks blood curling screams at Tom every
Morning
“Get up! Get up! she screams in layered pitch
It echoes in Tom’s
Head
So, one-day Tom starts mocking the mockingbird
Until
The irony is so thick, it drips into the mockingbirds
Cognizance
“Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up” she retorts
Then like a magnificent soaring B-52, she dives at
Poor Tom’s head
And just as sudden she flies off
Lands on spruce tree’s branch
One eye cockeyed
She begins to sing,...
#PopCulture
487 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Sep 2017 9:33pm
26th Sep 2017 9:33pm
In a room filled with fishy looking strangers
I think I am getting older
as life becomes much slower
atoms separate into dust
as my bones changes into rust
as my whole life has been about taking up space
gaining the ribbon at some imagery finish line
running a race against time... saving face-
my periwinkle orchid, come to me in lilac and amethyst, dance a spell onto
me...stay…my mauve doll...find me in your labyrinth, where only we can play.
as life becomes much slower
atoms separate into dust
as my bones changes into rust
as my whole life has been about taking up space
gaining the ribbon at some imagery finish line
running a race against time... saving face-
my periwinkle orchid, come to me in lilac and amethyst, dance a spell onto
me...stay…my mauve doll...find me in your labyrinth, where only we can play.
#hope
#LifeCycle
#aging #StreamOfConsciousness
#aging #StreamOfConsciousness
602 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Sep 2017 00:11am
24th Sep 2017 00:11am
flatbread incognito
It’s never going to end up pretty
Its messy, and disorganized
Its sloppy and slippery
Its constant and it falters
It trips you up
It catches your breath
It fakes you out
It slobbers and chokes
It grabs you by the gullet
It finishes you like a dizzy spin
And
When you come up for air
You miss every last moment
Of it-
You walk for hours trying
To rekindle its pain
And call out for more
For once its felt
You realize you are indeed alive
Then again pretty is in the eye of
The beholder -
Its messy, and disorganized
Its sloppy and slippery
Its constant and it falters
It trips you up
It catches your breath
It fakes you out
It slobbers and chokes
It grabs you by the gullet
It finishes you like a dizzy spin
And
When you come up for air
You miss every last moment
Of it-
You walk for hours trying
To rekindle its pain
And call out for more
For once its felt
You realize you are indeed alive
Then again pretty is in the eye of
The beholder -
#rain
588 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Sep 2017 3:55am
5th Sep 2017 3:55am
we lived once without air
This enduring agony set so satisfactory
As if I were benign
It’s so close to being real
What exactly do you want to conceal
What is it you need
Every time you want me
It’s time to bleed
Inside of me is you
How does a boy
Suppose to accrue
For these offering dreams
Tend to wake me up in the extreme
In vain
In damage finished
No four-leaf clover to shield the
Unwavering constellation of miasma
Going to places that others had not
To know, for the test is mine alone
And it’s very, very helpless
Who...
As if I were benign
It’s so close to being real
What exactly do you want to conceal
What is it you need
Every time you want me
It’s time to bleed
Inside of me is you
How does a boy
Suppose to accrue
For these offering dreams
Tend to wake me up in the extreme
In vain
In damage finished
No four-leaf clover to shield the
Unwavering constellation of miasma
Going to places that others had not
To know, for the test is mine alone
And it’s very, very helpless
Who...
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
#memories
#nonfiction
527 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Aug 2017 00:33am
14th Aug 2017 00:33am
San Francisco Love Poem
San Francisco Love Poem
"And I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need this in my life and
I think I'm scared
I think too much
I know it's wrong, it's a problem I'm dealing"
Matchbox Twenty~
-----------------------------------
So safe we lay
In coupled warm touches,
Like wild flowers blown
In the wind, each petal
Landing on a different street.
On Powell, we catch a
Cable and we venture
Towards the wharf
Coffee on Bay street
Reminds me of priceless youth
Bendy...
"And I think you're so mean
I think we should try
I think I could need this in my life and
I think I'm scared
I think too much
I know it's wrong, it's a problem I'm dealing"
Matchbox Twenty~
-----------------------------------
So safe we lay
In coupled warm touches,
Like wild flowers blown
In the wind, each petal
Landing on a different street.
On Powell, we catch a
Cable and we venture
Towards the wharf
Coffee on Bay street
Reminds me of priceless youth
Bendy...
#SelfDiscovery
732 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Aug 2017 2:03am
13th Aug 2017 2:03am
Left a Bad Taste for a gentleman
Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright
Singing' don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright"
Bob Marley~
How is the blue sky pain, today-?
your stare is a stab in my chest
what I did is not exactly clear
every nerve on edge
cold steel rain is veiled
radio signals are fading
inside I smile, like a caged animal
waiting, waiting
I traded my soul for knowledge (may have been a mistake)
And a cool breeze
I am a fallen leaf inside my yard
I crawled ...
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright
Singing' don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright"
Bob Marley~
How is the blue sky pain, today-?
your stare is a stab in my chest
what I did is not exactly clear
every nerve on edge
cold steel rain is veiled
radio signals are fading
inside I smile, like a caged animal
waiting, waiting
I traded my soul for knowledge (may have been a mistake)
And a cool breeze
I am a fallen leaf inside my yard
I crawled ...
#dark
#identity
#shadows
#myself
#SelfReflection
585 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Aug 2017 3:17am
12th Aug 2017 3:17am
Soul of a relationship
quick note: In no way is my life this smooth...no happy ending so far..but one can dream- thanks
cp
Soul of a relationship
How you have shown me beauty
How you have given me back my sense of living
How you have taken my wasteland and planted flowers
How you have given me a sensation of peace~
I in return, promise you my devotion
I in return promise to give you strength
I in return promise to meet your expectations
I in return promise to only find beauty in your eyes~
Through any hardship I...
cp
Soul of a relationship
How you have shown me beauty
How you have given me back my sense of living
How you have taken my wasteland and planted flowers
How you have given me a sensation of peace~
I in return, promise you my devotion
I in return promise to give you strength
I in return promise to meet your expectations
I in return promise to only find beauty in your eyes~
Through any hardship I...
#love
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#relationships
#lover
657 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Aug 2017 11:35pm
11th Aug 2017 11:35pm
unable to Fathom-
Unable to fathom
This Moorish existence triumph & we are none
Barley able to cast off these dark shadows of the smoking gun
I awake much too late for idyll speech
The darkness hardens as my path turns towards an unreachable steep
This mood, this strange unfriendly stranger
Follows me like a mounted ranger
My every step it has me in its sights
I cannot talk for fear of dark nights
I try to placate, but it has none of that
I turn my shape into a dog, but it finds me as a cat-
On tiny feet I sneak pass the peril
Holding my breath...
This Moorish existence triumph & we are none
Barley able to cast off these dark shadows of the smoking gun
I awake much too late for idyll speech
The darkness hardens as my path turns towards an unreachable steep
This mood, this strange unfriendly stranger
Follows me like a mounted ranger
My every step it has me in its sights
I cannot talk for fear of dark nights
I try to placate, but it has none of that
I turn my shape into a dog, but it finds me as a cat-
On tiny feet I sneak pass the peril
Holding my breath...
#SelfDiscovery
572 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Aug 2017 4:40am
11th Aug 2017 4:40am
will remain nameless for now
Wake to the somber sounds of Austere loneliness,
The machine of warmth shines through my Hotel window,
My polished indifference crackles with the chants of the road,
The landscape sways and bends releasing a pulse like a tone in my throat.
Ample idyllic home is far away, too far for now, but soon should be with-in reach,
A blunt ache penetrates my cells waiting to be in your arms again,
Your paradise is my garden, where our youth lives eternal,
Traveling down 97 south heading for my next destination -wanting.
There is a bible in my draw that...
The machine of warmth shines through my Hotel window,
My polished indifference crackles with the chants of the road,
The landscape sways and bends releasing a pulse like a tone in my throat.
Ample idyllic home is far away, too far for now, but soon should be with-in reach,
A blunt ache penetrates my cells waiting to be in your arms again,
Your paradise is my garden, where our youth lives eternal,
Traveling down 97 south heading for my next destination -wanting.
There is a bible in my draw that...
#loneliness
#hope
#dark
#religion
#emptiness
504 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Aug 2017 1:15am
10th Aug 2017 1:15am
That one bone in my throat that won't easily be replaced-
Resolute night; strong opulence of crepuscular novelty,
Quarantined; silence brooder, laconic, moody, crazed.
Sky above carnal, ascending, erotic, lurking yoke of evening,
Bolster with touch of velvet silk, amorous, caste pinnacle.
Woman,
Equivocal- moan aplomb,
Flicker like passion, acceptance of shadows,
Woman,
Alone,
The fruit connected, forever, garden sun,
Seeker,
Is woman, holding on,
Yoke,
Wetness,
Midnight, above resolute night.
II
I need my girl so much
She gives me power, when I...
Quarantined; silence brooder, laconic, moody, crazed.
Sky above carnal, ascending, erotic, lurking yoke of evening,
Bolster with touch of velvet silk, amorous, caste pinnacle.
Woman,
Equivocal- moan aplomb,
Flicker like passion, acceptance of shadows,
Woman,
Alone,
The fruit connected, forever, garden sun,
Seeker,
Is woman, holding on,
Yoke,
Wetness,
Midnight, above resolute night.
II
I need my girl so much
She gives me power, when I...
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
#passion
597 reads
2 Comments
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