Submissions by Daffodil32
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
15th May 2018 12:37pm
15th May 2018 12:37pm
maybe they are the beautiful ones
people tell me i am beautiful
you all define me by my exterior looks
and my interior soft and gentle kindness
you tell me i am beautiful and yet
surely they are ?
happy, smiling ecstatic fulfilled ladies
the kind ones who have it all
problem free, full of sunshine and fun
they are the one's to be admired
like audrey hepburn once said, '' happy girls are the prettiest ''
the sunshine shines , fireworks explode in vivid colours
and all i see is beauty outside of me
the girls whe exude life and laughter
why do i...
you all define me by my exterior looks
and my interior soft and gentle kindness
you tell me i am beautiful and yet
surely they are ?
happy, smiling ecstatic fulfilled ladies
the kind ones who have it all
problem free, full of sunshine and fun
they are the one's to be admired
like audrey hepburn once said, '' happy girls are the prettiest ''
the sunshine shines , fireworks explode in vivid colours
and all i see is beauty outside of me
the girls whe exude life and laughter
why do i...
#sadness
#jealousy
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
611 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th May 2018 7:17pm
14th May 2018 7:17pm
to feel wrong so much of the time
emptiness, voids, lack of feeling
or in another way, non-existent
how do i explain emptiness
missing something which should be there
like the shell of an egg, sometimes that's me
walking around, missing an important feeling
the central core, the shell without centre
how do i explain emptiness
missing something which should be there
how do i explain the pain of neglect
i was left lingering around like a stupid egg shell
walking around with incompleteness inside of my mind
i was left with a aching gap that needed to be filled ...
or in another way, non-existent
how do i explain emptiness
missing something which should be there
like the shell of an egg, sometimes that's me
walking around, missing an important feeling
the central core, the shell without centre
how do i explain emptiness
missing something which should be there
how do i explain the pain of neglect
i was left lingering around like a stupid egg shell
walking around with incompleteness inside of my mind
i was left with a aching gap that needed to be filled ...
#sadness
#anger
#frustration
#denial
#emptiness
476 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th May 2018 9:42am
13th May 2018 9:42am
missing out isn't fair
i miss out and missing out makes me ever so sad
do you not get it, it's not fair on me when others are having all the fun
i miss out and i miss out, and i miss out even more
the fun times, the ecstatic feelings, excitement galore
i miss out when i should be in the centre of it all
laughing my socks off like a happy hyena , bubbly bursting inside
if they get to experience everything , why am i the one left on the sideline
crying behind a fence, a wall, unable to join in
always standing on the outside, a...
do you not get it, it's not fair on me when others are having all the fun
i miss out and i miss out, and i miss out even more
the fun times, the ecstatic feelings, excitement galore
i miss out when i should be in the centre of it all
laughing my socks off like a happy hyena , bubbly bursting inside
if they get to experience everything , why am i the one left on the sideline
crying behind a fence, a wall, unable to join in
always standing on the outside, a...
#sadness
#anger
#frustration
#denial
#emptiness
448 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd May 2018 8:54am
3rd May 2018 8:54am
i need sunshine more of the time
nearly crying, nearly in tears, wishing again
unhappy with this pain, unhappy with my life
laying here in a white washed room
seeing the walls, curtains
feeling my eyes starting to form tears
crying because i'm hurting again
the loneliness inside of myself is like this room
plain, aching to be filled
empty sad holes need sunshine
more then just heat landing on the edge
but the actual sunshine sitting, touching the outer rim
no space for sadness to live, no room for pain to linger
just happiness taking up the space
where sadness...
unhappy with this pain, unhappy with my life
laying here in a white washed room
seeing the walls, curtains
feeling my eyes starting to form tears
crying because i'm hurting again
the loneliness inside of myself is like this room
plain, aching to be filled
empty sad holes need sunshine
more then just heat landing on the edge
but the actual sunshine sitting, touching the outer rim
no space for sadness to live, no room for pain to linger
just happiness taking up the space
where sadness...
#sadness
#loneliness
#MentalHealth #frustration
#MentalHealth #frustration
475 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2018 2:10pm
23rd Apr 2018 2:10pm
my inner world
they tell me i am beautiful but how can i feel such beauty
when my inner world , my mind speaks of the bad, ugly , unworthy, unpleasant
if i say to a guy or to anybody, i tell them how i feel ugly
their immediate response revolves around their lack of understanding
they just see beauty, lucky for them, away from my mind
their lucky not to feel an inner bad world
i hate unworthy feelings, i hate negative feelings
i hate having to feel ugly and unpleasant , inside
made to feel this way by events in my life
feelings wrapped up inside of myself ...
when my inner world , my mind speaks of the bad, ugly , unworthy, unpleasant
if i say to a guy or to anybody, i tell them how i feel ugly
their immediate response revolves around their lack of understanding
they just see beauty, lucky for them, away from my mind
their lucky not to feel an inner bad world
i hate unworthy feelings, i hate negative feelings
i hate having to feel ugly and unpleasant , inside
made to feel this way by events in my life
feelings wrapped up inside of myself ...
#sadness
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
480 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Apr 2018 8:55am
21st Apr 2018 8:55am
i wish i had been the artist, not the victim
drawing, doodling, freedom
nobody can stop you from drawing a line
patterns, objects, shapes, waves
nobody can stop you from drawing a line
you can do what you wish
with the piece of paper in front of you
scribble, sketch, paint
nobody can stop you from expressing yourself
on the piece of paper of your choice
taking control is in our hands, literally
whereas life, what if control is out of your hands
taking your life somewhere, so easy for those lucky people ...
nobody can stop you from drawing a line
patterns, objects, shapes, waves
nobody can stop you from drawing a line
you can do what you wish
with the piece of paper in front of you
scribble, sketch, paint
nobody can stop you from expressing yourself
on the piece of paper of your choice
taking control is in our hands, literally
whereas life, what if control is out of your hands
taking your life somewhere, so easy for those lucky people ...
#sadness
#grief
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
506 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Apr 2018 6:47pm
18th Apr 2018 6:47pm
life, a cruel lie
life , to me , is a cruel lie
you get one life and half of it is ruined
imagine a butterfly battered around in the wind
wings bruised, unable to take control
one cannot fly in the correct climate
one cannot choose a direction
pushed around, oh little me
by the harsh winds, we call life
fragility inconsidered, a beauty broken
by the harsh winds we call life
neglected, hurt , lost and wandering alone
walking alone, my direction was lost
there was no ladder, no set pavement
safe path was horribly hidden from me ...
you get one life and half of it is ruined
imagine a butterfly battered around in the wind
wings bruised, unable to take control
one cannot fly in the correct climate
one cannot choose a direction
pushed around, oh little me
by the harsh winds, we call life
fragility inconsidered, a beauty broken
by the harsh winds we call life
neglected, hurt , lost and wandering alone
walking alone, my direction was lost
there was no ladder, no set pavement
safe path was horribly hidden from me ...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#frustration
596 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Mar 2018 11:40am
31st Mar 2018 11:40am
upset little bird
a bird sits on the pavement
her wings are fixed to her side
with superglue
she wishes to break free
from the wings which shackle her
a stuck, helpless little bird
attempts to flap open her wings
they only last seconds
scared, helpless trapped little bird
with wings fixed
to her side with superglue
unable to soar
unable to live a meaningful role
whats the point of being a bird
if you cannot fly like one?
standing on the grey pavement
looking up at the birds
flapping, alive in the sky
she...
her wings are fixed to her side
with superglue
she wishes to break free
from the wings which shackle her
a stuck, helpless little bird
attempts to flap open her wings
they only last seconds
scared, helpless trapped little bird
with wings fixed
to her side with superglue
unable to soar
unable to live a meaningful role
whats the point of being a bird
if you cannot fly like one?
standing on the grey pavement
looking up at the birds
flapping, alive in the sky
she...
#sadness
#anger
#jealousy
#loneliness
#frustration
678 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2018 8:49am
29th Mar 2018 8:49am
life makes no sense at all
is there a logic in pain, a meaning in suffering
a purpose in hurting is there
it's ok to hurt a little in life, I guess we all do
but hurting so much of the time
how is there fairness in a crying heart
a heart which always wishes for more from life
how is there fairness in half a life ruined
meaning in suffering
purpose in hurting
we talk of good memories , good times
but what if the so called '' good times''
the nice days , being around nice people
eating nice...
a purpose in hurting is there
it's ok to hurt a little in life, I guess we all do
but hurting so much of the time
how is there fairness in a crying heart
a heart which always wishes for more from life
how is there fairness in half a life ruined
meaning in suffering
purpose in hurting
we talk of good memories , good times
but what if the so called '' good times''
the nice days , being around nice people
eating nice...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#frustration
801 reads
12 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2018 8:47am
27th Mar 2018 8:47am
why am i always waiting
waiting, waiting, waiting, is this a waiting game
am i supposed to be laughing
i'm not amused, i just want more, more from life
whats the problem here, why am i always waiting
waiting for friends to see , waiting for a boyfriend
oh , but hang on i word this wrong
the skills for life would be a better word
you know, confidence, capability
how do people make a life for themselves
oh, of course, they can make a life for themselves
they feel capable, ok for them
...
am i supposed to be laughing
i'm not amused, i just want more, more from life
whats the problem here, why am i always waiting
waiting for friends to see , waiting for a boyfriend
oh , but hang on i word this wrong
the skills for life would be a better word
you know, confidence, capability
how do people make a life for themselves
oh, of course, they can make a life for themselves
they feel capable, ok for them
...
#sadness
#anger
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
554 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2018 12:44pm
23rd Mar 2018 12:44pm
playful lust
a girl and a boy
in a bedroom, underwater
the water is lingering
around their heavily aching skin
only for each other, do they crave to touch
swim closer and closer
the cold undercurrents of the ocean
change in temperature
as the heat of two bodies
dramatically takes a rapid rise
the burning sun takes over
surrounding water bubbling and bubbling
a warm jacuzzi now sits
listening to the lust of two wanting souls
taking on their aching want
they move closer and closer
their hand's touch
bubbles are...
in a bedroom, underwater
the water is lingering
around their heavily aching skin
only for each other, do they crave to touch
swim closer and closer
the cold undercurrents of the ocean
change in temperature
as the heat of two bodies
dramatically takes a rapid rise
the burning sun takes over
surrounding water bubbling and bubbling
a warm jacuzzi now sits
listening to the lust of two wanting souls
taking on their aching want
they move closer and closer
their hand's touch
bubbles are...
#happiness
#love
#romantic
816 reads
28 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2018 7:42pm
22nd Mar 2018 7:42pm
the cruelty of life
here i am , sitting in the palm of life's hand
tiny, insignificant, a living breathing human being
nothing in comparison to the mean hand in which i lie
under the thumbs control for years
squashed, squeezed, fingertips clenching tightly
under a cruel and threatening hand
the years i cried inside, unrelenting
never gave up, squeezing , squashing my already fed up mind
never gave up bullying, and bullying, me
the amount of times i simply wanted to sit
the amount of times i wanted to...
tiny, insignificant, a living breathing human being
nothing in comparison to the mean hand in which i lie
under the thumbs control for years
squashed, squeezed, fingertips clenching tightly
under a cruel and threatening hand
the years i cried inside, unrelenting
never gave up, squeezing , squashing my already fed up mind
never gave up bullying, and bullying, me
the amount of times i simply wanted to sit
the amount of times i wanted to...
#sadness
#anger
#frustration
678 reads
2 Comments
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