Submissions by DiscipleofLife (Fenom)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Being self-centered is where balance is lost and you with it... -ed
-wilderness (Shamieka)
the way we love
a quiet place
a cabin in the woods
little monsters
wounds bitter-sweet
bound in days we made love
in days we wept for us;
even when I feel lost
all I want to do
is keep wandering
through your wilderness
a quiet place
a cabin in the woods
little monsters
wounds bitter-sweet
bound in days we made love
in days we wept for us;
even when I feel lost
all I want to do
is keep wandering
through your wilderness
#love
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-listen
I hear a second voice
two of her...
they try to influence you
their shadow tongues hide behind
smiles you’ve never questioned
except sometimes when your heart stops
and you don’t want to ask why...
-Ed
two of her...
they try to influence you
their shadow tongues hide behind
smiles you’ve never questioned
except sometimes when your heart stops
and you don’t want to ask why...
-Ed
#philosophical
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-rainbows never end
they just appear lost...
#love
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-winters breath
the lies we breathe shall come to pass
as the fervor fades, like a crimson sunset
on the last breath of long awaited day;
to the wonder of a brave heart that would
always believe in a river of love on a forgotten path; who would lean into the wind not bend
with trees that bled of winters past...
-ed
as the fervor fades, like a crimson sunset
on the last breath of long awaited day;
to the wonder of a brave heart that would
always believe in a river of love on a forgotten path; who would lean into the wind not bend
with trees that bled of winters past...
-ed
#love
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-loosen the knot (Shamieka)
loosen the knot
let it fold, let it bend
like a finger on the mend
pulling a trigger
on the almost dead
inside this twist of fate
the knot untethered
belongs to the nether
for it takes two to believe
in a bird void of feather
but I will always love her...
-ed
let it fold, let it bend
like a finger on the mend
pulling a trigger
on the almost dead
inside this twist of fate
the knot untethered
belongs to the nether
for it takes two to believe
in a bird void of feather
but I will always love her...
-ed
#love
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-close to your dark (Shamieka)
if I could love you all the way
not forever, just for today
I’d find a place close to your dark
and sit in silence with your stoic heart
no need to talk nor prayer to sing
my dear your dark is safe with me
for every twilight that wants to stay
I’ll love to love you all the way
-ed
not forever, just for today
I’d find a place close to your dark
and sit in silence with your stoic heart
no need to talk nor prayer to sing
my dear your dark is safe with me
for every twilight that wants to stay
I’ll love to love you all the way
-ed
#love
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-stand in the Sun (Shamieka)
a stoic heart largely unspoken
considered abandon by some
I could never ignore the way
looking at you has always felt
as if I’ve stepped from the shade
to stand in the Sun
blinded by intrinsic beauty
captured in warmth left unsung
a dawn to remember; a gift from above
even on the darkest of days
not matter what you might say
I can’t escape how deeply
I’ve fallen in love...
-ed
considered abandon by some
I could never ignore the way
looking at you has always felt
as if I’ve stepped from the shade
to stand in the Sun
blinded by intrinsic beauty
captured in warmth left unsung
a dawn to remember; a gift from above
even on the darkest of days
not matter what you might say
I can’t escape how deeply
I’ve fallen in love...
-ed
#love
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-the last rainbow (Shamieka)
she tastes like the last rainbow
to smile upon what’s left of me
as if the breadth of her being
alluded to flavors of fabled treasure
I’ve always dreamed I’d never find...
-ed
to smile upon what’s left of me
as if the breadth of her being
alluded to flavors of fabled treasure
I’ve always dreamed I’d never find...
-ed
#love
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-a little bit broken (Shamieka)
she makes me believe
that if it were possible
for something to be perfect
it-would have to be at least
a little bit broken
-Ed
that if it were possible
for something to be perfect
it-would have to be at least
a little bit broken
-Ed
#love
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-I’ve missed you for so long (Shamieka)
I hate when you’re mad at me
how it feels like I’ve woken up
from the best dream I’ve ever had
left wanting to fall back to sleep
so I can try and continue where I left off
you are so beautiful when you laugh
at my stupid jokes and I will never forget
sounds you make while I kiss you soft
as my body yearns to melt into yours
where our hearts can bleed together
and revenant stars may reunite
to help us find what’s been lost
-ed
how it feels like I’ve woken up
from the best dream I’ve ever had
left wanting to fall back to sleep
so I can try and continue where I left off
you are so beautiful when you laugh
at my stupid jokes and I will never forget
sounds you make while I kiss you soft
as my body yearns to melt into yours
where our hearts can bleed together
and revenant stars may reunite
to help us find what’s been lost
-ed
#love
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-one day in December
her tall thoughts erase in moon-lit bareness
as lost as a young heart freshly broken
a new tide turns where there was to be no shore
undertow whispers, ode, the tremolo
a smile fades out of tune; a song remembered
of the Loon she would cry, until one day in December
as lost as a young heart freshly broken
a new tide turns where there was to be no shore
undertow whispers, ode, the tremolo
a smile fades out of tune; a song remembered
of the Loon she would cry, until one day in December
#death
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-a place called home
for I should not weep in despair, upon the path she would not walk; nor drown in familiar reverie always swept away by floods of selfishness come to pass, but instead just be there unconditionally
and if her heart forever longed to be lead astray in whatever darkness she braves alone, could I not still love her lost
like brighter days we used to remember as the rain fell so hard outside; we took for granted how lucky it is to have ever known the warmth and safety of a place called home
-ed
and if her heart forever longed to be lead astray in whatever darkness she braves alone, could I not still love her lost
like brighter days we used to remember as the rain fell so hard outside; we took for granted how lucky it is to have ever known the warmth and safety of a place called home
-ed
#love
#heartbroken
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