Submissions by Crona (No lies. Just love)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
As they take eye for an eye, until no one can see We must stumble blindly forward, repeating history
SELF POEM
Published
30th Nov 2012 5:14am
30th Nov 2012 5:14am
Checkered Eyes
Lonely stars
hang in the sky
forming constilations,
Watch how,
they flicker
whispers of truth,
reflecting
the things you hide,
Concealed,
hide the sun,
revealed,
say they're wrong,
View life
through checkered eyes,
you don't
know what you're seeing,
please don't
stop singing,
contour
your broken heart,
Concealed,
hide the sun,
revealed,
say they're wrong,
One foot
on falling ground,
you can't
find a hold,
the words
you...
hang in the sky
forming constilations,
Watch how,
they flicker
whispers of truth,
reflecting
the things you hide,
Concealed,
hide the sun,
revealed,
say they're wrong,
View life
through checkered eyes,
you don't
know what you're seeing,
please don't
stop singing,
contour
your broken heart,
Concealed,
hide the sun,
revealed,
say they're wrong,
One foot
on falling ground,
you can't
find a hold,
the words
you...
651 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 6:40pm
29th Nov 2012 6:40pm
Halloween
We hid behind false names
and pixelated images,
well if the costume fits
keep wearing it,
But we don't exist
just light
or negatives.
just a screen of numbers..
We talk to strangers far away
about a secrete wish you made,
but no one's there
it's just a mirror
reflecting everything
until it becomes clearer,
Be sure to clean your mask,
and put on your gown
smear the makeup on your face...
So if it's Halloween,
when you stare at the screen
and your typing out your hidden dreams
be sure to...
and pixelated images,
well if the costume fits
keep wearing it,
But we don't exist
just light
or negatives.
just a screen of numbers..
We talk to strangers far away
about a secrete wish you made,
but no one's there
it's just a mirror
reflecting everything
until it becomes clearer,
Be sure to clean your mask,
and put on your gown
smear the makeup on your face...
So if it's Halloween,
when you stare at the screen
and your typing out your hidden dreams
be sure to...
681 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 4:17pm
29th Nov 2012 4:17pm
Water
Warm water
is always
welcome by me,
bringing me small comfort
after those days long an black,
submerge myself
in a scalding curtain
enveloping me
warming my core
turning me new
I turn around
and the water's grown frigid
halts my breath
makes my skin cringe,
tightness builds in my chest
paralyzed
I can't back away
gripped by the waterfall
so I've grown cold
like everyone else
and add my name to the wall
is always
welcome by me,
bringing me small comfort
after those days long an black,
submerge myself
in a scalding curtain
enveloping me
warming my core
turning me new
I turn around
and the water's grown frigid
halts my breath
makes my skin cringe,
tightness builds in my chest
paralyzed
I can't back away
gripped by the waterfall
so I've grown cold
like everyone else
and add my name to the wall
618 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 5:04am
29th Nov 2012 5:04am
Forgotten and Broken
To tired to even think
you act
without consious thought,
your moves are manipulated
by some other form,
Spring never comes
but winter will stay,
wishing for some sleep
to rest your weary heart,
But the day never ends,
or it's always night
and there is no moon,
Do these dreams have any meaning?
Do these dreams have any meaning?
The hands on the clock keep spinning,
you drift through the days
to the bottom of everything,
There's no point
to the words and promises made
they'll all end up ...
you act
without consious thought,
your moves are manipulated
by some other form,
Spring never comes
but winter will stay,
wishing for some sleep
to rest your weary heart,
But the day never ends,
or it's always night
and there is no moon,
Do these dreams have any meaning?
Do these dreams have any meaning?
The hands on the clock keep spinning,
you drift through the days
to the bottom of everything,
There's no point
to the words and promises made
they'll all end up ...
611 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 3:29am
29th Nov 2012 3:29am
a Lovely Pennant
You watch the seasons change,
from a broken heart
and clouded mind,
you know
winter has to come
but not why,
you try
to wash
the dirt from your face,
but someone cracked your mirror,
someones
cracked
your
mirror....
Our lives on a wire
with fingertips we clinge,
onto
fleeting moments
of meaning,
and sort through
old photographs
of the person
you used to be,
Just forget
about
all the goings inbetween,
and listen
to the song
with little...
from a broken heart
and clouded mind,
you know
winter has to come
but not why,
you try
to wash
the dirt from your face,
but someone cracked your mirror,
someones
cracked
your
mirror....
Our lives on a wire
with fingertips we clinge,
onto
fleeting moments
of meaning,
and sort through
old photographs
of the person
you used to be,
Just forget
about
all the goings inbetween,
and listen
to the song
with little...
715 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Nov 2012 8:28pm
28th Nov 2012 8:28pm
Scrapbook
My scrapbook of lyrical ramblings
has fallen apart at the seams,
I've done my best to fix it,
but the pages are ripped
the spines been cracked,
I taped it together with layers of my love,
Held within the lines
I will detail my pain,
as if it could help me,
but there is no saving
my scrapbook of misery,
I think if I could
find someone,
then they could show me
that there is beauty,
and there is meaning,
then I wouldn't sleep
with the lies I keep
inside my head,
like it's worth noticing ...
has fallen apart at the seams,
I've done my best to fix it,
but the pages are ripped
the spines been cracked,
I taped it together with layers of my love,
Held within the lines
I will detail my pain,
as if it could help me,
but there is no saving
my scrapbook of misery,
I think if I could
find someone,
then they could show me
that there is beauty,
and there is meaning,
then I wouldn't sleep
with the lies I keep
inside my head,
like it's worth noticing ...
762 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Nov 2012 6:27pm
28th Nov 2012 6:27pm
Catch me if you can
Catch me if you can,
always moving too quickly
or exchanging hands,
try and grab me
if you see me fly,
because I'm leaving
without saying goodbye,
Catch me if you can,
not even gravity
will slow me down,
past Luna and the stars,
I float away
on plastic wings,
Catch me if you can,
when this night is finally over
and the calender stops shrieking,
Lithium starts to fill my blood
to keep my mind from thinking,
walking around like a zombie
so I keep repeating,I keep repeating,
Catch...
always moving too quickly
or exchanging hands,
try and grab me
if you see me fly,
because I'm leaving
without saying goodbye,
Catch me if you can,
not even gravity
will slow me down,
past Luna and the stars,
I float away
on plastic wings,
Catch me if you can,
when this night is finally over
and the calender stops shrieking,
Lithium starts to fill my blood
to keep my mind from thinking,
walking around like a zombie
so I keep repeating,I keep repeating,
Catch...
760 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2012 7:50pm
26th Nov 2012 7:50pm
I'm Sorry for Being Selfish
I'm sorry for being selfish,
I don't know any other way,
The rises, and sets
but I feel not one ray,
in a singular moment
suspended for eternity,
Scribbling sorrows on silk screens,
but it brings me no ease,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but the forsaken are calling,
pulling me relentlessly back,
to the unseen realm,
to fix this paradox,
that's been named me,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but I've finally accepted
my resolute truth
I'm...
I don't know any other way,
The rises, and sets
but I feel not one ray,
in a singular moment
suspended for eternity,
Scribbling sorrows on silk screens,
but it brings me no ease,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but the forsaken are calling,
pulling me relentlessly back,
to the unseen realm,
to fix this paradox,
that's been named me,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but I've finally accepted
my resolute truth
I'm...
5026 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Nov 2012 8:21pm
25th Nov 2012 8:21pm
The Story Revealed
I'm always too little
too late,
surrounding me
an infinite set
of possibilities,
but it's for naught,
I know my fate,
It's been written down
since before I was born,
so no matter the actions
or all those
decisions I subconsciously make
I'm only revealing the story,
knowing it's real
when believing it's fake,
The story reached it's
ultimate end,
the ink has dried
don't be frightened of turning the page,
when you read my story
please remember,
this wasn't my fault
there is no acting this part,...
too late,
surrounding me
an infinite set
of possibilities,
but it's for naught,
I know my fate,
It's been written down
since before I was born,
so no matter the actions
or all those
decisions I subconsciously make
I'm only revealing the story,
knowing it's real
when believing it's fake,
The story reached it's
ultimate end,
the ink has dried
don't be frightened of turning the page,
when you read my story
please remember,
this wasn't my fault
there is no acting this part,...
630 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Nov 2012 4:34pm
25th Nov 2012 4:34pm
Lost Love and Love Remained
My heart has fell
and lays broken
on the floor
It's been shattered
like never before,
Clenching the pieces
in my hand
trying to clear my head
searching for something tangible
I can understand,
But the thoughts lay
suspended in a cloudy haze
I can't discern what's
in front of me
no flickers of light
in this obscure maze,
Then mornings light
gleams through the window
and warms my face
taking me away
to a neoteric place
everything is bright
and alive
and I think
I finally get it...
and lays broken
on the floor
It's been shattered
like never before,
Clenching the pieces
in my hand
trying to clear my head
searching for something tangible
I can understand,
But the thoughts lay
suspended in a cloudy haze
I can't discern what's
in front of me
no flickers of light
in this obscure maze,
Then mornings light
gleams through the window
and warms my face
taking me away
to a neoteric place
everything is bright
and alive
and I think
I finally get it...
688 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Nov 2012 4:55pm
24th Nov 2012 4:55pm
Unraveling
A smothered face,
the pillows wet,
Suffocate all thoughts,
standing
on the alter of naught,
departing from reality
the stitching starts to slip,
unraveling,
to the beat
of dejection,
Snuff out
the last cigarette.
the pillows wet,
Suffocate all thoughts,
standing
on the alter of naught,
departing from reality
the stitching starts to slip,
unraveling,
to the beat
of dejection,
Snuff out
the last cigarette.
588 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Nov 2012 3:55pm
24th Nov 2012 3:55pm
Vanished Memory
Don't think
I missed
the harsh whispers
behind me,
going
to the dark of my room
and feigning sleep,
Looking
for an explanation
to my being,
crying desperately
no answers
for me,
A mother begs
what's bothering?
just crawl
in a bed
dissolve to a eulogy,
False imagery
only a shadow
that breaths,
the after image
that lingers on the screen,
Was I ever
really here?
forgotten already
A favorite sweater
from long ago
You know you had me
but
the details...
I missed
the harsh whispers
behind me,
going
to the dark of my room
and feigning sleep,
Looking
for an explanation
to my being,
crying desperately
no answers
for me,
A mother begs
what's bothering?
just crawl
in a bed
dissolve to a eulogy,
False imagery
only a shadow
that breaths,
the after image
that lingers on the screen,
Was I ever
really here?
forgotten already
A favorite sweater
from long ago
You know you had me
but
the details...
595 reads
2 Comments
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