Submissions by ComplicatedMelody
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The Complicated Melody
Confessions of the other Woman.
A cool German day
I walked slow trying not to miss a beat
And up pulls this BMW
Stopping me on the street
His approach was smooth
I must say.
so I gave him my number
& promised to meet later that day
Out on the Red Light district we went
Drinks we drank & Money he spent
Sweet words were whispered & from there is was a wrap
Fot the next 12 months my heart he trapped.
Flying across the oceans Just to see me was like a dream
I was with him & he was with me.
I entertained thoughts of us doing this for life...
I walked slow trying not to miss a beat
And up pulls this BMW
Stopping me on the street
His approach was smooth
I must say.
so I gave him my number
& promised to meet later that day
Out on the Red Light district we went
Drinks we drank & Money he spent
Sweet words were whispered & from there is was a wrap
Fot the next 12 months my heart he trapped.
Flying across the oceans Just to see me was like a dream
I was with him & he was with me.
I entertained thoughts of us doing this for life...
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My Last Sad Poem
I waited & you never came for me
So now all I have are my bags, that song & some memories.
I was tired & weak so much pressure in my chest
Had to swallow my grief, this was all for the best.
I don't mind the pain
Its a reminder that I survived
To bad I can't numb the the images
that run rapid in my mind.
They remind me that you & I were once "we"
not the people we are today
strangers passing in the street.
But There will be No more sad Poems, this is the last,
Ive boxed up all the hurt & I'm leaving it...
So now all I have are my bags, that song & some memories.
I was tired & weak so much pressure in my chest
Had to swallow my grief, this was all for the best.
I don't mind the pain
Its a reminder that I survived
To bad I can't numb the the images
that run rapid in my mind.
They remind me that you & I were once "we"
not the people we are today
strangers passing in the street.
But There will be No more sad Poems, this is the last,
Ive boxed up all the hurt & I'm leaving it...
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Pretty Black Girl
17 & Pregnant in this room all alone
Parents don't know, I just can't pick up the phone
Ive always been taught to never show emotions or shed tears
but in this moment I can't seem to hide my fears
Im not crying ..
This is hurt in its liquid state
But you could never tell because with smile i carried on my face
As i square my shoulders and walk this line I can't help but wonder
when my life will become mine.
Ive always been that pretty black girl
Pride in moms eyes my daddy's whole world
Careful to never disappoint
so I...
Parents don't know, I just can't pick up the phone
Ive always been taught to never show emotions or shed tears
but in this moment I can't seem to hide my fears
Im not crying ..
This is hurt in its liquid state
But you could never tell because with smile i carried on my face
As i square my shoulders and walk this line I can't help but wonder
when my life will become mine.
Ive always been that pretty black girl
Pride in moms eyes my daddy's whole world
Careful to never disappoint
so I...
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This Heart of Mine
Its become obvious Kisses aren't Contracts & Presents aren't promises
because if they were you'd be here....
with me.
Crazy how you miss the little irrelevant things that are so relevant now
as I sit
& and sip
& think
& hurt because I .....cant stop my brain from thinking thoughts especially of you. ... this heart of mine
lord this heart of mine.
iWonder if he thinks about me like iThink about him
does he wonder what I'm doing as I Wonder what crosses his mind when he passes me.
4 times a day?
4 times our eyes lock ...
because if they were you'd be here....
with me.
Crazy how you miss the little irrelevant things that are so relevant now
as I sit
& and sip
& think
& hurt because I .....cant stop my brain from thinking thoughts especially of you. ... this heart of mine
lord this heart of mine.
iWonder if he thinks about me like iThink about him
does he wonder what I'm doing as I Wonder what crosses his mind when he passes me.
4 times a day?
4 times our eyes lock ...
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