Submissions by Daffodil32
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Pain is a drain and life is a '' bitch ''
Pain is a drain
drip drip drip
water seeps
lingering within my vessel
whilst rain falls
there is a reason
for my aches and pains
pain like rain in the sky
falling
rushing through me
intensity fades
until there is nothing left
but a settled sphere
a little peace
until the rain starts lashing down again
i am nothing like the sky
with it's lack of memories
lack of mind
i remember every outpouring of rain
i remember all of the pain
even if it feels like a distant...
drip drip drip
water seeps
lingering within my vessel
whilst rain falls
there is a reason
for my aches and pains
pain like rain in the sky
falling
rushing through me
intensity fades
until there is nothing left
but a settled sphere
a little peace
until the rain starts lashing down again
i am nothing like the sky
with it's lack of memories
lack of mind
i remember every outpouring of rain
i remember all of the pain
even if it feels like a distant...
#anger
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#confusion
#suffering
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the lie
every day i wake up confused
pained because i am living a lie
a lie i never asked to tell
i open my eyes in the morning
close them at night
only to live the lie when i wake up
living a lie, living a lie all of the time
how cruel to make someone live the wrong life
the life with holes and imperfections
and abnormalities one struggles to comprehend
despite knowing why
refusing to feel real
me and my mind , all too much
confusion confusingly spinning
like a roundabout with no ability to stop ...
pained because i am living a lie
a lie i never asked to tell
i open my eyes in the morning
close them at night
only to live the lie when i wake up
living a lie, living a lie all of the time
how cruel to make someone live the wrong life
the life with holes and imperfections
and abnormalities one struggles to comprehend
despite knowing why
refusing to feel real
me and my mind , all too much
confusion confusingly spinning
like a roundabout with no ability to stop ...
#LifeStruggles
#frustration
#confusion
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
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invisible
i am invisible, can you see me?
i live in the air around your skin
in the breeze breathing in tune with the tree's
i live safely without being seen
you can hear me whispering on spring days
shouting in the winter
but never can you see me
i am Mr or Mr's Invisible
floating around sometimes silent
sometimes making noise
but you will never see me
in the breathing breeze
and the gusty tempered wind
i am present when you step outside
and you feel a cold chill
i hide in nature, invisible person or safe spirit ...
i live in the air around your skin
in the breeze breathing in tune with the tree's
i live safely without being seen
you can hear me whispering on spring days
shouting in the winter
but never can you see me
i am Mr or Mr's Invisible
floating around sometimes silent
sometimes making noise
but you will never see me
in the breathing breeze
and the gusty tempered wind
i am present when you step outside
and you feel a cold chill
i hide in nature, invisible person or safe spirit ...
#winter
#spring
#wind #FeelingLost
#wind #FeelingLost
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17 Comments
feathers
feathers sit silently
resting naturally on a bird
as she flies in the direction of her choice
slow soaring or hurried racing along the sky
as her feathers come for the ride
she sings songs of peace
happy in the knowledge that feathers will always be there
listening and feeling every movement she makes
feathers are the outer covering revealing inner light
silver shining moon weightless in sight
strong in the darkness
light furry feathers rarely fall away to the ground
just ilke the moons tendency to...
resting naturally on a bird
as she flies in the direction of her choice
slow soaring or hurried racing along the sky
as her feathers come for the ride
she sings songs of peace
happy in the knowledge that feathers will always be there
listening and feeling every movement she makes
feathers are the outer covering revealing inner light
silver shining moon weightless in sight
strong in the darkness
light furry feathers rarely fall away to the ground
just ilke the moons tendency to...
#strength
#birds
#nature
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the pebble created a ripple
there is a ripple in a lake
pretty patterns show themselves naturally
consequence of the pebble playing out on the surface
until affects disperse and waters stay still
someone caused this rippling effect
they knew the outcome with pebble in their hands
no harm intended, only a nice result
the pebble soared and landed
dropping to the underground
where the hands of the water held the object
and the ripple vanished
initiator takes footsteps away
no crime committed or bad deed, zero pain
only a good act creating...
pretty patterns show themselves naturally
consequence of the pebble playing out on the surface
until affects disperse and waters stay still
someone caused this rippling effect
they knew the outcome with pebble in their hands
no harm intended, only a nice result
the pebble soared and landed
dropping to the underground
where the hands of the water held the object
and the ripple vanished
initiator takes footsteps away
no crime committed or bad deed, zero pain
only a good act creating...
#kindness
#humankind
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people in life are like shoppers
Maybe life is like being a needy shopper
eye's peeled open for that which they seek
standing in line till the forefront
because it's a '' have to have '' '' need this '' kind of world
a world in which people see, grab and wait in line
until the need and want is theirs
we use our skills like money given to a cashier
exchanging what we have for a needed product
some are rich, some have lots of money
so how the hell can they miss out
what have they to whinge about ?
whinge, whinge, whinge
i managed to obtain a boyfriend and true...
eye's peeled open for that which they seek
standing in line till the forefront
because it's a '' have to have '' '' need this '' kind of world
a world in which people see, grab and wait in line
until the need and want is theirs
we use our skills like money given to a cashier
exchanging what we have for a needed product
some are rich, some have lots of money
so how the hell can they miss out
what have they to whinge about ?
whinge, whinge, whinge
i managed to obtain a boyfriend and true...
#grief
#MentalHealth
#frustration #FeelingLost
#frustration #FeelingLost
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intimidation and judgement
who are you to judge me
what right do you have to intimidate a mentally ill girl
who deals with trauma issues
is it funny to you ? because i am not amused
apparently you are superior
and you have more rights then me
apparently you can treat me weirdly
talk down to me
maybe you think you are a teacher
and i am a kid who is not behaving as you wish
do you have more power then me ?
a king on the highest throne
a mean and unfair king
who treats the '' different '' as inferior to him
you seem to think
that...
what right do you have to intimidate a mentally ill girl
who deals with trauma issues
is it funny to you ? because i am not amused
apparently you are superior
and you have more rights then me
apparently you can treat me weirdly
talk down to me
maybe you think you are a teacher
and i am a kid who is not behaving as you wish
do you have more power then me ?
a king on the highest throne
a mean and unfair king
who treats the '' different '' as inferior to him
you seem to think
that...
#bullying
#humankind
#hypocrisy
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holding a kite
i am standing in a field holding a kite
and with every fiber of my being i am keeping a hold
lightly i feel my fingertips touch
and i keep the tail end softly near to me
but i let the kite breathe
the kite loves the air against her material skin
moving with the movement in the sky
singing at the small freedom
if i let go she will get lost
the kite will lose control
but if i keep holding on
then i know she is safe in her freedom
the kite can breathe
fly , move, wander
and if i move she always moves...
and with every fiber of my being i am keeping a hold
lightly i feel my fingertips touch
and i keep the tail end softly near to me
but i let the kite breathe
the kite loves the air against her material skin
moving with the movement in the sky
singing at the small freedom
if i let go she will get lost
the kite will lose control
but if i keep holding on
then i know she is safe in her freedom
the kite can breathe
fly , move, wander
and if i move she always moves...
#kindness
#strength
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lack of care
when we take footsteps through strands of grass
how often do we as a human race
ponder and wander
on the little things below our man made soles
we neglect to think about their world
we think about our world
and how our footsteps take us places
footstep after footstep frequently travelling
in our world , in our time
in places which have nothing to do with us
the little things, ants, beetles, ladybirds, spiders
their home is in the grass
and we travel in footsteps
eyes pondering on the comforting colour
of...
how often do we as a human race
ponder and wander
on the little things below our man made soles
we neglect to think about their world
we think about our world
and how our footsteps take us places
footstep after footstep frequently travelling
in our world , in our time
in places which have nothing to do with us
the little things, ants, beetles, ladybirds, spiders
their home is in the grass
and we travel in footsteps
eyes pondering on the comforting colour
of...
#sadness
#earth
#nature
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the ground beneath my feet
what would i do without the green grass under my feet
when the sun is out and my toes turn the colour pink
the world under my feet, sad, lonely and grey
i'm just a girl living on rocks, standing on concrete ground
feet burning and aching to feel the sky without the sun
a soft sweet comfort underfoot
instead of a harsh reality grating at one's toes
the girl living on rocks struggles
with a conflict between a life underfoot touching one's skin
and the life up above, touching one's soul and mind
colours below are grey like lead...
when the sun is out and my toes turn the colour pink
the world under my feet, sad, lonely and grey
i'm just a girl living on rocks, standing on concrete ground
feet burning and aching to feel the sky without the sun
a soft sweet comfort underfoot
instead of a harsh reality grating at one's toes
the girl living on rocks struggles
with a conflict between a life underfoot touching one's skin
and the life up above, touching one's soul and mind
colours below are grey like lead...
#sadness
#grief
#denial
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why am i walking the sky
i walk a path high up in the sky
i take my feet living in boots
and i walk a sheet of blue
somehow i am achieiving the unachievable
legs and feet in boots feeling like rocks
tree trunks falling from my upper body
no ground to support me
its almost as though my body changed into an uprooted tree
i become frazzled and strangely confused
frightened and petrified of ever falling
solid stone body cracking and splintering to pieces
i stand here heavy moving at a snails pace
inch by inch with my hair standing on end ...
i take my feet living in boots
and i walk a sheet of blue
somehow i am achieiving the unachievable
legs and feet in boots feeling like rocks
tree trunks falling from my upper body
no ground to support me
its almost as though my body changed into an uprooted tree
i become frazzled and strangely confused
frightened and petrified of ever falling
solid stone body cracking and splintering to pieces
i stand here heavy moving at a snails pace
inch by inch with my hair standing on end ...
#anxiety
#confusion
#FeelingLost #FeelingTrapped
#FeelingLost #FeelingTrapped
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the lonely red rose
a red rose is a rose with reason
even the name of her reveals so much
petals shine like the colour of soft lipstick
revealing beauty
a confident dancing of petals
speaks from her very centre
standing upright
reminding us of the red sky at night
boldly beautiful, satin soft in nature
a red rose is a rose with reason
she is the colour red
truly what do you expect?
from a sky of petals closely connected
a beautiful bud of love, tenderness and sincerity
she is also passionate
like the intense flamed fire...
even the name of her reveals so much
petals shine like the colour of soft lipstick
revealing beauty
a confident dancing of petals
speaks from her very centre
standing upright
reminding us of the red sky at night
boldly beautiful, satin soft in nature
a red rose is a rose with reason
she is the colour red
truly what do you expect?
from a sky of petals closely connected
a beautiful bud of love, tenderness and sincerity
she is also passionate
like the intense flamed fire...
#love
#kindness
#strength #loneliness
#strength #loneliness
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