Submissions by Da_kwesta
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I find joy in reading poetry as well as giving all poets, writers and anyone with a story a better reason to write by helping them showcase their work to the world for generations into the future.
A Kaleidoscope of Perceptions
In the kaleidoscope of perceptions spun,
Many versions of me under the sun.
Some see a shy soul, silent and still,
Others find chatter, an incessant thrill.
Cold and mean, or caring and kind,
In minds' reflections, perceptions bind.
But amidst these myriad mirrors' gleam,
Who am I, in the depths of my own dream?
Am I the sum of these fractured views,
Or a spirit deeper, with hues imbued?
A seeker of truth in the labyrinthine rhyme,
Defined not by echoes of passing time.
Within, I discover a whispered voice, ...
Many versions of me under the sun.
Some see a shy soul, silent and still,
Others find chatter, an incessant thrill.
Cold and mean, or caring and kind,
In minds' reflections, perceptions bind.
But amidst these myriad mirrors' gleam,
Who am I, in the depths of my own dream?
Am I the sum of these fractured views,
Or a spirit deeper, with hues imbued?
A seeker of truth in the labyrinthine rhyme,
Defined not by echoes of passing time.
Within, I discover a whispered voice, ...
#confusion
#hope
#SelfReflection
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Silhouettes of Sorrow
In the stillness of the night, shadows settle where you once stood,
Echoes of your absence haunt the solitude, misunderstood.
The void within, a silent scream, a wasteland of despair,
From the spark of hope to ashes cold, love's cruel affair.
We, the reckless souls, chasing dreams of distant shores,
Yet destined to find only wreckage washed upon our shores.
Bleeding hearts, we're the fortunate ones, they say,
For in our scars, we carry the memories of love's decay.
I've lost it all, a mere silhouette in the twilight's grasp,
A hollow...
Echoes of your absence haunt the solitude, misunderstood.
The void within, a silent scream, a wasteland of despair,
From the spark of hope to ashes cold, love's cruel affair.
We, the reckless souls, chasing dreams of distant shores,
Yet destined to find only wreckage washed upon our shores.
Bleeding hearts, we're the fortunate ones, they say,
For in our scars, we carry the memories of love's decay.
I've lost it all, a mere silhouette in the twilight's grasp,
A hollow...
#bittersweet
#emotions
#loneliness
#love
#TimeHeals
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A Sonnet of Heart's Growth
In feelings' depths, where sorrows often tread,
A burden carried, hearts can feel misled.
Yet growth unveils, as time begins to trace,
Wisdom emerges, paints a tranquil grace.
No shattered heart, but open, like a door,
Revealing truths unseen in days of yore.
With every step, a journey to unfold,
Love's tale is written, in the heart's stronghold.
In rhyme and reason, life's poetic song,
A sonnet blooms, where healing does belong.
Through twists and turns, the heart's resilient art,
An open canvas, stitched with Cupid's dart. ...
A burden carried, hearts can feel misled.
Yet growth unveils, as time begins to trace,
Wisdom emerges, paints a tranquil grace.
No shattered heart, but open, like a door,
Revealing truths unseen in days of yore.
With every step, a journey to unfold,
Love's tale is written, in the heart's stronghold.
In rhyme and reason, life's poetic song,
A sonnet blooms, where healing does belong.
Through twists and turns, the heart's resilient art,
An open canvas, stitched with Cupid's dart. ...
#love
#beauty
#support #dating
#support #dating
158 reads
2 Comments
Monochrome Melancholy: Love's Lost Weekend
In the neon-lit haze of '90s nights,
A womanizer danced through fleeting delights.
Weekend thrills, a carousel of sin,
His heart untamed, no walls within.
In shadows, he met a girl so rare,
Black and white world, she stood out, a flare.
Love's illusion, a game he'd won,
But she held a power, a loaded gun.
Her eyes, a storm of monochrome grace,
Entrapped his soul in a cold embrace.
He, the hunter, now captured prey,
She danced away, love's cruel ballet.
A cassette played their symphony,
Heartbreak's melody, a...
A womanizer danced through fleeting delights.
Weekend thrills, a carousel of sin,
His heart untamed, no walls within.
In shadows, he met a girl so rare,
Black and white world, she stood out, a flare.
Love's illusion, a game he'd won,
But she held a power, a loaded gun.
Her eyes, a storm of monochrome grace,
Entrapped his soul in a cold embrace.
He, the hunter, now captured prey,
She danced away, love's cruel ballet.
A cassette played their symphony,
Heartbreak's melody, a...
#love
#heartbroken
#TimeHeals #emotions
#TimeHeals #emotions
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Fading Reflections: A 20s Odyssey
In shadows deep, a young soul weeps,
Lost in the labyrinth where loneliness creeps.
A man in his 20s, burdened and tossed,
Seeking solace in the bottle, his memories lost.
The weight of the world, a heavy disguise,
Depression's whispers, a relentless demise.
Through the haze of spirits, he sought reprieve,
Yet, in the numbness, his pain did weave.
Loneliness echoed in the silent night,
A symphony of solitude, a haunting sight.
Connections severed, a heart adrift,
In the sea of despair, he tried to lift.
The tavern's...
Lost in the labyrinth where loneliness creeps.
A man in his 20s, burdened and tossed,
Seeking solace in the bottle, his memories lost.
The weight of the world, a heavy disguise,
Depression's whispers, a relentless demise.
Through the haze of spirits, he sought reprieve,
Yet, in the numbness, his pain did weave.
Loneliness echoed in the silent night,
A symphony of solitude, a haunting sight.
Connections severed, a heart adrift,
In the sea of despair, he tried to lift.
The tavern's...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness #addiction
#loneliness #addiction
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Echoes of Loss in Sterile Halls
In sterile halls where hope is thin,
I tread with shadows, fears within.
Hospitals echo with a silent plea,
Relatives lost, no solace for me.
Machines hum, a somber tune,
Each beep, a reminder of a life too soon.
White walls bear witness to the pain,
A sorrowful dance in a relentless refrain.
Families gathered, hearts entwined,
In corridors of despair, solace hard to find.
A tale of struggle, of battles fought,
But victory elusive, leaving lessons taught.
I hate the grip that illness wields,
Taking loved ones,...
I tread with shadows, fears within.
Hospitals echo with a silent plea,
Relatives lost, no solace for me.
Machines hum, a somber tune,
Each beep, a reminder of a life too soon.
White walls bear witness to the pain,
A sorrowful dance in a relentless refrain.
Families gathered, hearts entwined,
In corridors of despair, solace hard to find.
A tale of struggle, of battles fought,
But victory elusive, leaving lessons taught.
I hate the grip that illness wields,
Taking loved ones,...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#despair
#apathy
182 reads
3 Comments
Bittersweet Brew: A Poet's Intoxication
In the dim-lit refuge of the coffee shop's embrace,
A poet, intoxicated on more than just the brew,
His verses spilled like spilled whiskey on the page,
A narrative of affairs, love's elusive pursuit.
The waiter, a fleeting muse in apron attire,
Yet in his gaze, the poet found no solace.
For love was a fragile vessel, shattered by ghosts,
A haunted heart, unable to embrace.
In the dance of spilled confessions and coffee stains,
Their rendezvous echoed with laughter and pain.
Yet, the poet's heart, a fractured melody,
Played...
A poet, intoxicated on more than just the brew,
His verses spilled like spilled whiskey on the page,
A narrative of affairs, love's elusive pursuit.
The waiter, a fleeting muse in apron attire,
Yet in his gaze, the poet found no solace.
For love was a fragile vessel, shattered by ghosts,
A haunted heart, unable to embrace.
In the dance of spilled confessions and coffee stains,
Their rendezvous echoed with laughter and pain.
Yet, the poet's heart, a fractured melody,
Played...
#loneliness
#rejection
#heartbroken
#hurt
#emotions
110 reads
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Elegy of Intertwined Stars
In the realm of love, a man long wore the cloak of misfortune,
His heart a tapestry of scars from unrequited tales.
Through shadows he wandered, seeking solace's embrace,
A symphony of heartbreak, a relentless, haunting wail.
Then, amid life's cruel jest, a gentle breeze of hope,
A woman appeared, a muse with love's gentle touch.
Her eyes held constellations, a universe of compassion,
She saw the man behind the scars, a soul she cherished much.
Together they danced through fields of newfound joy,
A love story scripted in the stars,...
His heart a tapestry of scars from unrequited tales.
Through shadows he wandered, seeking solace's embrace,
A symphony of heartbreak, a relentless, haunting wail.
Then, amid life's cruel jest, a gentle breeze of hope,
A woman appeared, a muse with love's gentle touch.
Her eyes held constellations, a universe of compassion,
She saw the man behind the scars, a soul she cherished much.
Together they danced through fields of newfound joy,
A love story scripted in the stars,...
#sadness
#love
#grief
#disappointment
#emotions
130 reads
2 Comments
Emotion-less
Some times it feels like I'm insensitive
Lack of touch made me to be out of touch with my inner self
On a long hiatus from love, cause I fell from altitudes only France knows about
I usually book flights of love but never board the plane
I am terrified of the love bug, I guess it's true that once bitten twice shy
Love is a noble cause to humanity, by God
Hear me out Lord I deem myself as a prize not a common denominator
Always under-standing people over my own aspirations
Love has become a chore for me, no slavery
Working for peace of mind...
Lack of touch made me to be out of touch with my inner self
On a long hiatus from love, cause I fell from altitudes only France knows about
I usually book flights of love but never board the plane
I am terrified of the love bug, I guess it's true that once bitten twice shy
Love is a noble cause to humanity, by God
Hear me out Lord I deem myself as a prize not a common denominator
Always under-standing people over my own aspirations
Love has become a chore for me, no slavery
Working for peace of mind...
#sadness
#girlfriend
#relationships
#romantic
#breakup
355 reads
5 Comments
Drifter's Lonely Search
A drifter wanders through the night,
Alone and lost, with no respite,
He's searching for a love that's true,
But it seems it's out of view.
He walks the streets and alleyways,
And watches as the people play,
With hearts entwined and hands held tight,
Their love, a beacon in the night.
But he can't seem to find his own,
No matter how far he has roamed,
He's been to places far and wide,
But love still seems to hide.
The drifter longs to feel the touch,
Of someone he loves so much,
To hold them...
Alone and lost, with no respite,
He's searching for a love that's true,
But it seems it's out of view.
He walks the streets and alleyways,
And watches as the people play,
With hearts entwined and hands held tight,
Their love, a beacon in the night.
But he can't seem to find his own,
No matter how far he has roamed,
He's been to places far and wide,
But love still seems to hide.
The drifter longs to feel the touch,
Of someone he loves so much,
To hold them...
#sadness
#relationships
#heartbroken
#romantic
#lover
276 reads
5 Comments
OLD FRIEND
Poetry how I have abandoned you old friend
Healer of my wounds
The anti to my hate
The stronghold of my weakness
All this is happening because I replaced you old friend
I put no mercy on your existence
I didn't value our golden moments
To me you are like cannabis, indica sativa, you always levitate my spirit
Poetry, my channel, my canal, my dam, my overflow
You wave from afar and oversee my troubles
And in my sea of troubles, my faith in you makes me walk on water
Holy as you maybe you were a drug I was addicted to
Felony felony...
Healer of my wounds
The anti to my hate
The stronghold of my weakness
All this is happening because I replaced you old friend
I put no mercy on your existence
I didn't value our golden moments
To me you are like cannabis, indica sativa, you always levitate my spirit
Poetry, my channel, my canal, my dam, my overflow
You wave from afar and oversee my troubles
And in my sea of troubles, my faith in you makes me walk on water
Holy as you maybe you were a drug I was addicted to
Felony felony...
#hope
#gratitude
#admiration #respect
#admiration #respect
619 reads
6 Comments
WE ARE HUNTERS
we are hunters, we live and die by the bush
in this land, women are pillaged
chop them down like trees
throw stones and hide hands in their marrow
in this land, women are pillaged
tie them to a men's name
throw stones and hide hands in their marrow
plunging themselves in the crux of origin
tie them to a man's name
give them an identity suitable to their taste
plunging themselves in the crux of origin
red droplets blemishing the earth
they give them an identity suitable to their taste
feasting on meat, they devour these objects ...
in this land, women are pillaged
chop them down like trees
throw stones and hide hands in their marrow
in this land, women are pillaged
tie them to a men's name
throw stones and hide hands in their marrow
plunging themselves in the crux of origin
tie them to a man's name
give them an identity suitable to their taste
plunging themselves in the crux of origin
red droplets blemishing the earth
they give them an identity suitable to their taste
feasting on meat, they devour these objects ...
#childhood
#aging
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