Submissions by DaPurpleDino712
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jul 2023 9:36pm
10th Jul 2023 9:36pm
Lost thinker
I wish I was as important to you
As you are to me
But you'd rather spend the rest of your life soaked, piss drunk in the bottom of a bottle then to have one dry conversation with me.
But I guess that's my fault
A phone call does go both ways
But what the fuck do I look like sitting on a phone line filled with "I love you's" that just don't feel the same anymore.
that's the funny thing about words and repetition.
I wish booze were as important to me
As they are to you
Because maybe we could crack a cold one together
I could just...
As you are to me
But you'd rather spend the rest of your life soaked, piss drunk in the bottom of a bottle then to have one dry conversation with me.
But I guess that's my fault
A phone call does go both ways
But what the fuck do I look like sitting on a phone line filled with "I love you's" that just don't feel the same anymore.
that's the funny thing about words and repetition.
I wish booze were as important to me
As they are to you
Because maybe we could crack a cold one together
I could just...
#frustration
#disappointment
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Jan 2020 3:06am
24th Jan 2020 3:06am
No Apologies
It's gonna take much more than some apologies.
For me to accept what you have done to me.
I thought y'all said you was "down for me."
But i can see now that was all a fallacy.
I oughta be damned if i ever call another mother fucker my brother.
Y'all said you were "down for me" but under your breath i heard you stutter.
Y'all turned your back on me after you stabbed me in mine. I just sat back, perplexed while i laughed and i cried.
Knees on the ground with my back facing the sky, hands on my head, palms covering my eyes.
My minds...
For me to accept what you have done to me.
I thought y'all said you was "down for me."
But i can see now that was all a fallacy.
I oughta be damned if i ever call another mother fucker my brother.
Y'all said you were "down for me" but under your breath i heard you stutter.
Y'all turned your back on me after you stabbed me in mine. I just sat back, perplexed while i laughed and i cried.
Knees on the ground with my back facing the sky, hands on my head, palms covering my eyes.
My minds...
#disappointment
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Dec 2019 5:50pm
28th Dec 2019 5:50pm
Distant
Lately, I've been distant.
Wondering off in the distance as i play in the mist of my thoughts.
Wearing a detached expression upon my face, an empty gaze set in no particular place.
With my eyes wide open as i slowly start to drift off into space.
Reminiscing in the earlier days, when i was unaware of what the world was going to throw into my face.
Back when everybody still believed that i had that potential to be great.
lately, I've been distant.
And I'm really trying to get back to reality but i can feel some resistance.
I've spent so much time of my...
Wondering off in the distance as i play in the mist of my thoughts.
Wearing a detached expression upon my face, an empty gaze set in no particular place.
With my eyes wide open as i slowly start to drift off into space.
Reminiscing in the earlier days, when i was unaware of what the world was going to throw into my face.
Back when everybody still believed that i had that potential to be great.
lately, I've been distant.
And I'm really trying to get back to reality but i can feel some resistance.
I've spent so much time of my...
#regret
#hope
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2019 1:34am
23rd Sep 2019 1:34am
Foolish
It's foolish of me to even consider myself a writer when, sometimes I find it hard to find the time to enter my mind and grab out enough ambition to gather my pencil and composition.
It's foolish of me to consider myself a writer when, I lack confidence in my art. But who's to say I was confident in it from the start.
There's a certain compassion you're supposed to show in this shit.
But it's been hard for me to reach past the surface when I've made friends with the serpents lurking in the highest of the low's of this shit.
Tired of claiming being woken and shit....
It's foolish of me to consider myself a writer when, I lack confidence in my art. But who's to say I was confident in it from the start.
There's a certain compassion you're supposed to show in this shit.
But it's been hard for me to reach past the surface when I've made friends with the serpents lurking in the highest of the low's of this shit.
Tired of claiming being woken and shit....
#frustration
#despair
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Sep 2019 00:42am
12th Sep 2019 00:42am
Untitled
First things first, man I've been doing fine.
It took awhile to get that way, because I was in a bind.
In my mind, I seen everything, but in reality I was blind.
I was searching for a light in the darkest of my days.
But in the end I lost the fight, and in the dark I laid wake.
Lost in the windows of my thoughts, on the stars i rest a gaze.
Praying to figments of imagination, that hopefully one day.
I could say the words to myself that I couldn't say to your face.
I love you, and you're worth it, you've forever earned your place, in a...
It took awhile to get that way, because I was in a bind.
In my mind, I seen everything, but in reality I was blind.
I was searching for a light in the darkest of my days.
But in the end I lost the fight, and in the dark I laid wake.
Lost in the windows of my thoughts, on the stars i rest a gaze.
Praying to figments of imagination, that hopefully one day.
I could say the words to myself that I couldn't say to your face.
I love you, and you're worth it, you've forever earned your place, in a...
#heartbroken
#TimeHeals
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2019 5:01pm
8th Sep 2019 5:01pm
Perfection-ish
Even though I haven't quite learned what perfection is, I'd still like to welcome you to the life of a perfectionist.
And I must mention this,
I don't mean perfectionist, In the type of light where I comb and crimp my hair.
Spraying more chemicals on my head than what I smoke in a square. (cigarette) But I mean, perfectionist in the type of light where I turn into a chemist whenever I get to where my paper and pen is.
Whether it's Denver or Venice, no Dennis but I'm a menace.
If I said it then I meant it, leave you reddish with blemish from a perfected fist from a...
And I must mention this,
I don't mean perfectionist, In the type of light where I comb and crimp my hair.
Spraying more chemicals on my head than what I smoke in a square. (cigarette) But I mean, perfectionist in the type of light where I turn into a chemist whenever I get to where my paper and pen is.
Whether it's Denver or Venice, no Dennis but I'm a menace.
If I said it then I meant it, leave you reddish with blemish from a perfected fist from a...
#courage
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Sep 2019 4:29pm
7th Sep 2019 4:29pm
Keep it or trash it?
For most of my life, I've felt so alienated.
Jaded from the world for almost 17 years; as if I were a cicada.
I couldn't ever hack it in school so the streets is where I was educated.
But all I've learned were tragedies and everyday is another test of patience; and the more you learn, will be the less that you'll say shit.
So it'd be best to just set your mind on a goal and pray that you'll make it, because face it.
These streets are razor bladed racing to give your face lift, face it.
Living your life fast is cool, but you'd be dumb to not pace it. ...
Jaded from the world for almost 17 years; as if I were a cicada.
I couldn't ever hack it in school so the streets is where I was educated.
But all I've learned were tragedies and everyday is another test of patience; and the more you learn, will be the less that you'll say shit.
So it'd be best to just set your mind on a goal and pray that you'll make it, because face it.
These streets are razor bladed racing to give your face lift, face it.
Living your life fast is cool, but you'd be dumb to not pace it. ...
#confusion
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2019 4:23am
13th Jun 2019 4:23am
Frozen
Lost, dazed and confused in a loop, construed from a noose, tied tight by the hands of a poet.
Losing himself in a habit of swallowing his emotions and he knows it.
But he feels so much tougher than the epidermis that he's clothed in.
So his feelings, they get closed in..
His feelings they get closed in, his friends they get closed out.
He'll give the cold shoulder until it's frozen and claim he doesn't know how, claims he doesn't know how, the text that he sent never delivered. Maybe it's because the message wasn't ever typed out.
But it's okay, it's okay...
Losing himself in a habit of swallowing his emotions and he knows it.
But he feels so much tougher than the epidermis that he's clothed in.
So his feelings, they get closed in..
His feelings they get closed in, his friends they get closed out.
He'll give the cold shoulder until it's frozen and claim he doesn't know how, claims he doesn't know how, the text that he sent never delivered. Maybe it's because the message wasn't ever typed out.
But it's okay, it's okay...
#confusion
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SELF POEM
Published
1st May 2019 7:44pm
1st May 2019 7:44pm
Enough
Okay, I get it.
Enough is enough.
I can do everything within my power,
But I still would never be that.
As I sit with my lonsome in the dark I can see that.
But I still just can't believe that,
I do too much.
And even with that being said,
I'm still just not enough.
Enough is enough.
I can do everything within my power,
But I still would never be that.
As I sit with my lonsome in the dark I can see that.
But I still just can't believe that,
I do too much.
And even with that being said,
I'm still just not enough.
#despair
#emptiness
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2019 9:20pm
23rd Apr 2019 9:20pm
Eloquence
I aspire to inspire the youth before my truth has expired.
Build an empire that takes over the entire state.
Create a rebellion of hellions with the desire for higher intelligence.
An army of people with the minds of elephants; never forget the man that brought this to relevance.
Design a society of benevolence, redefine the elements of excellence that resides within our presences.
Do more than just open eyes to the light that shines inside my penmanship.
But intrigue us to rise high like the tides that collide with the horizon.
Syphon the light in...
Build an empire that takes over the entire state.
Create a rebellion of hellions with the desire for higher intelligence.
An army of people with the minds of elephants; never forget the man that brought this to relevance.
Design a society of benevolence, redefine the elements of excellence that resides within our presences.
Do more than just open eyes to the light that shines inside my penmanship.
But intrigue us to rise high like the tides that collide with the horizon.
Syphon the light in...
#hope
#admiration
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2019 7:15am
22nd Apr 2019 7:15am
Back for now
If I'm gonna be honest, i might as well cut the modesty.
Sometimes I wish someone would come solder my artistry in a bottled dream.
Slaughter the art in me, sever my arteries.
Take all these parts of me and rip them apart from me.
Shoot me with my sorrows and watch me bleed poetry,
In my blood is written another story of "woe is me."
Because supposedly I was supposed to be a prodigal son.
But I knew that wasn't the case when I found out I wasn't the biological one.
Sometimes I wish someone would come solder my artistry in a bottled dream.
Slaughter the art in me, sever my arteries.
Take all these parts of me and rip them apart from me.
Shoot me with my sorrows and watch me bleed poetry,
In my blood is written another story of "woe is me."
Because supposedly I was supposed to be a prodigal son.
But I knew that wasn't the case when I found out I wasn't the biological one.
#shame
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Mar 2019 2:44am
14th Mar 2019 2:44am
Ominous
It lurks only in the dyling light.
Sprinting through the shadows prying fright.
You can barely hear it, it's out of sight.
Silouhettes of a demonic figure when the thunder flashes light.
It's gone in the blink of an eye, so be careful when you bat your lash.
In and out as quick as flash and it can weild a knife just as fast.
Don't be surprised when you're throat is gashed.
You thought you had it once it sprung, so you swung.
And it stuck its hand threw your chest and detached a lung.
As it starts a backwards countdown from 10, it
...
Sprinting through the shadows prying fright.
You can barely hear it, it's out of sight.
Silouhettes of a demonic figure when the thunder flashes light.
It's gone in the blink of an eye, so be careful when you bat your lash.
In and out as quick as flash and it can weild a knife just as fast.
Don't be surprised when you're throat is gashed.
You thought you had it once it sprung, so you swung.
And it stuck its hand threw your chest and detached a lung.
As it starts a backwards countdown from 10, it
...
#monsters
#ghosts
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