Submissions by Deontejordan (D. Jordan)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't write a lot. If I feel something strong enough, you'll eventually read it.
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 3:42am
20th Mar 2012 3:42am
Bottle it up
Wow.
Five years is a while
to stay just friends.
But I'm afraid to speak up.
The thought trembles my hands,
of what you will say. What will you think?
My heart isn't as resiliant, it's weak.
So I can't take the rejection,
or the loss of your affection.
Because I have an addiction,
for your attention.
These feelings hurt, a whole damn lot.
But it's only stew in a boiling pot.
I will start to shake, I'll get too hot,
and spill the beans, like as not,
of how I feel about you and me.
And if it's just lust, then let it be,...
Five years is a while
to stay just friends.
But I'm afraid to speak up.
The thought trembles my hands,
of what you will say. What will you think?
My heart isn't as resiliant, it's weak.
So I can't take the rejection,
or the loss of your affection.
Because I have an addiction,
for your attention.
These feelings hurt, a whole damn lot.
But it's only stew in a boiling pot.
I will start to shake, I'll get too hot,
and spill the beans, like as not,
of how I feel about you and me.
And if it's just lust, then let it be,...
1489 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
18th Feb 2012 1:50am
18th Feb 2012 1:50am
I am the antagonist
I incite your rage,
Face my power,
You're delicate. Like a flower.
I crush you, blow you away.
Make you wonder why you can't say
What's on your mind, what you've be thinking..
But when you come to your senses
You open your eyes, lift your face
And look into the dead of space
In the night ahead
You see your demons,
Your ghosts, and ghouls
They're eyes are gleaming..
You edge foward.. like a horror movie's tool.
You fool!!
They rush out and grab you, you struggle and fight.
But there is no escaping this perilous plight....
Face my power,
You're delicate. Like a flower.
I crush you, blow you away.
Make you wonder why you can't say
What's on your mind, what you've be thinking..
But when you come to your senses
You open your eyes, lift your face
And look into the dead of space
In the night ahead
You see your demons,
Your ghosts, and ghouls
They're eyes are gleaming..
You edge foward.. like a horror movie's tool.
You fool!!
They rush out and grab you, you struggle and fight.
But there is no escaping this perilous plight....
723 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2012 11:47pm
6th Jan 2012 11:47pm
what is my true nature.
Prose is a word i wouldn't use to describe my writing. it doesn't rhyme, it doesn't provoke contemplation.
it just reflects who i am and how i see the world.
for that, im sure, there is a word.
but I've yet to find it. but its not the only thing in my life that's lost.
ive lost a lot of things. whether ive driven them away, or they've decided that i wasn't worth the minimal effort they put into the relationship.
oh, now im talking about people.
well its all the same either way u look at it.
black & white = grey
tomato & potato = some, weird freaky...
it just reflects who i am and how i see the world.
for that, im sure, there is a word.
but I've yet to find it. but its not the only thing in my life that's lost.
ive lost a lot of things. whether ive driven them away, or they've decided that i wasn't worth the minimal effort they put into the relationship.
oh, now im talking about people.
well its all the same either way u look at it.
black & white = grey
tomato & potato = some, weird freaky...
668 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Dec 2011 11:48pm
19th Dec 2011 11:48pm
next time u crush my spirits and break my fragile heart.
I'm falling into the abyss.
Its black and decrepit.
And I know that when i reach the bottom, I'll be added to Death's list.
Yet they want me alive, because they want me to suffer.
Soon I'll be down there in that hole.
Isolated, with no cover
From the cold, driving rain..
Like tears from my lost mother.
It won't be too much longer now..
When I take my bow..
because this is all just a performance...
a ruse, a game, a story
But, sadly, it lacks a moral.
An attribute it shares with the antagonist, me.
I believe that there's a God (don't...
Its black and decrepit.
And I know that when i reach the bottom, I'll be added to Death's list.
Yet they want me alive, because they want me to suffer.
Soon I'll be down there in that hole.
Isolated, with no cover
From the cold, driving rain..
Like tears from my lost mother.
It won't be too much longer now..
When I take my bow..
because this is all just a performance...
a ruse, a game, a story
But, sadly, it lacks a moral.
An attribute it shares with the antagonist, me.
I believe that there's a God (don't...
646 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Dec 2011 2:18am
19th Dec 2011 2:18am
liar..
You told me I was dazzling, and enrapturing.
Then, in a few short words, you crushed all my wildest dreams of being appreciated by another human being.
I will never forgive you.
You hurt me more than anyone else.
And if you read this, please dont comment.
Because it seems that everything you say hurts worst than the last.
I'm tired of being neglected and rejected by everyone.
Then, in a few short words, you crushed all my wildest dreams of being appreciated by another human being.
I will never forgive you.
You hurt me more than anyone else.
And if you read this, please dont comment.
Because it seems that everything you say hurts worst than the last.
I'm tired of being neglected and rejected by everyone.
716 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Dec 2011 3:49pm
15th Dec 2011 3:49pm
coca-cola (anecdote)
pepsi..
yeah..
yeah..
904 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 3:55pm
15th Nov 2011 3:55pm
Dedication to a good friend of mine.
1030 reads
8 Comments
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