Submissions by ControversialState
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
What it's like to love an older man...
Whilst my skin is supple and smooth - his begins to bear faint creases from happiness and his troubles,
And whilst I marvel at his features in the sun, keeping my breathing in time with his,
I think to myself: 'how funny'...
When I was a little girl I grew up pink cheeked at gorgeous men on the TV screen,
It never once occurred to me they were more than twice my age,
I always thought I would end up with someone handsome and rugged,
It never once occurred to me that this also meant matured, aged, like a fine wine,
I never imagined what it would be like to love...
And whilst I marvel at his features in the sun, keeping my breathing in time with his,
I think to myself: 'how funny'...
When I was a little girl I grew up pink cheeked at gorgeous men on the TV screen,
It never once occurred to me they were more than twice my age,
I always thought I would end up with someone handsome and rugged,
It never once occurred to me that this also meant matured, aged, like a fine wine,
I never imagined what it would be like to love...
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Punching myself
I want to punch myself...
Every time I look at you I want to scream I love you
As if I don't know that falling for you is the worst thing I could do
Because I know that once my true feelings are revealed
You'll cower away back from whichever direction you come from without even a single drip or essence of the word goodbye.
There is no point telling myself that you might just feel the same
I will not lie to my tangled mind
I've been through this routine before and know what other people are capable of and its more than likely you will turn out just the...
Every time I look at you I want to scream I love you
As if I don't know that falling for you is the worst thing I could do
Because I know that once my true feelings are revealed
You'll cower away back from whichever direction you come from without even a single drip or essence of the word goodbye.
There is no point telling myself that you might just feel the same
I will not lie to my tangled mind
I've been through this routine before and know what other people are capable of and its more than likely you will turn out just the...
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He's not you.
He won't have your big strong arms to hold me in at night,
And he won't have that beaming smile that can make any dark day seem bright,
He hasn't got your strange likeable quirks that used to make me smile,
And he hasn't got your fashion sense and your gentleman kind of style,
He doesn't like the movies and going on swanky dates,
And he doesn't find the need to join me whenever I'm out with my mates,
He can't tell me about all the different stars and planets like you used to do,
And he certainly can't make carbonara anywhere near as good as you!
But,...
And he won't have that beaming smile that can make any dark day seem bright,
He hasn't got your strange likeable quirks that used to make me smile,
And he hasn't got your fashion sense and your gentleman kind of style,
He doesn't like the movies and going on swanky dates,
And he doesn't find the need to join me whenever I'm out with my mates,
He can't tell me about all the different stars and planets like you used to do,
And he certainly can't make carbonara anywhere near as good as you!
But,...
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The Ex Rant
Don't tell me 'I stopped caring',
After driving to your work for the third time with your lunch because you were feeling "low" only to find out you weren't there,
I figured someone else must be making your pasta for you.
I made every meal, like each forkful of your precious protein was my own delicate blood,
I organised dates and catch-ups around your gym like it was an unmissable millionaire opportunity,
I scraped my hair up and took my mask of makeup off to make you feel more comfortable,
Only to leave me undesirable,
Unsociable,
Vulnerable....
After driving to your work for the third time with your lunch because you were feeling "low" only to find out you weren't there,
I figured someone else must be making your pasta for you.
I made every meal, like each forkful of your precious protein was my own delicate blood,
I organised dates and catch-ups around your gym like it was an unmissable millionaire opportunity,
I scraped my hair up and took my mask of makeup off to make you feel more comfortable,
Only to leave me undesirable,
Unsociable,
Vulnerable....
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Drug-Free can't defeat Society
They stand around and congratulate me for finally being 'drug-free',
Then turn away and bitch about how despite my success? the years haven't changed my lack of beauty,
I keep my head up high and pretend not to hear their vicious remarks as I try to stride past boldly,
If I make an effort to act comfortable and confident they might think I have someone at home who lovingly calls me baby.
Because no matter how much I smoke and diet I'm always going to bare the burden of modern societies label "chubby",
No matter how much of my precious money I spend on clothes...
Then turn away and bitch about how despite my success? the years haven't changed my lack of beauty,
I keep my head up high and pretend not to hear their vicious remarks as I try to stride past boldly,
If I make an effort to act comfortable and confident they might think I have someone at home who lovingly calls me baby.
Because no matter how much I smoke and diet I'm always going to bare the burden of modern societies label "chubby",
No matter how much of my precious money I spend on clothes...
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The Strong Lion
When I questioned their "problems" he said,
'Caylee, not everyone can be as strong as you',
As if he knew,
The game I play each wretched day,
To get by...
If strong is holding back the tears I so wish to cry,
That build themselves up in each corner of my eye,
The ones that come so sharply and burn harder, as each day passes by,
Then I don't want to be "this" strong.
For locking up my burdens has become a devious sin...
My heart becomes heavier without my close ones noticing,
I face my turmoils head on simply because...
I...
'Caylee, not everyone can be as strong as you',
As if he knew,
The game I play each wretched day,
To get by...
If strong is holding back the tears I so wish to cry,
That build themselves up in each corner of my eye,
The ones that come so sharply and burn harder, as each day passes by,
Then I don't want to be "this" strong.
For locking up my burdens has become a devious sin...
My heart becomes heavier without my close ones noticing,
I face my turmoils head on simply because...
I...
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A Song full of Memories
A Middle Aged man is sat at his kitchen table sifting through household bills for his accountant. In the background is a soft murmur of the radio. A melody breaks through the speaker and dances in the air to his rested ear. With the sound comes a flooding of memories. Memories of a woman he was never able to control and in turn broke his heart...
That song,
it meant something to me once,
Something more then it did now,
But it's hardened lyrics still reminisce in my brain,
And still manages to remind me of the pain,
The pain my new wife was able to take away. ...
That song,
it meant something to me once,
Something more then it did now,
But it's hardened lyrics still reminisce in my brain,
And still manages to remind me of the pain,
The pain my new wife was able to take away. ...
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