Submissions by Drkamethyst33
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi All, I've joined this site in hopes that it can be a creative outlet and hopefully I can meet other like minded people.
Rainy Days
I sit here stumped as the world cries the pavement no longer dry cause of heaven's tears.
I wonder if I strip down to the bare minimum will the rain be able to erase my fears?
I too need quenching in heaven's tears.
They say the God's don't help those that don't help themselves
but do they truly hear our constant crying?
And as I sit with a weary soul no reward is given for at least trying.
yes its not just the heavens that are crying...
Rainy days make me feel this way like its the perfect time to reflect, to cleanse the soul, wash away the...
I wonder if I strip down to the bare minimum will the rain be able to erase my fears?
I too need quenching in heaven's tears.
They say the God's don't help those that don't help themselves
but do they truly hear our constant crying?
And as I sit with a weary soul no reward is given for at least trying.
yes its not just the heavens that are crying...
Rainy days make me feel this way like its the perfect time to reflect, to cleanse the soul, wash away the...
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Concealer
The Clown looked in the mirror and realized he had nothing funny to say.
The red nose was mocking his state.
How could he have ever let the world view him this way?
The clown tried to chuckle but to his dismay there was only truth and reality and not a hint of humor in his stare.
The clown continued to gaze and reflect analyzing his perception.
He began to realize the scars underneath the paint are his true perfection.
How could he ever let the world view him this way?
The clown ruffled and teased still tying to appease the waiting...
The red nose was mocking his state.
How could he have ever let the world view him this way?
The clown tried to chuckle but to his dismay there was only truth and reality and not a hint of humor in his stare.
The clown continued to gaze and reflect analyzing his perception.
He began to realize the scars underneath the paint are his true perfection.
How could he ever let the world view him this way?
The clown ruffled and teased still tying to appease the waiting...
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Heroine
Hold on and breath
Let go of the need to walk away from me
I'm the savoir of my needs
Close my eye's and remember to breath
But how good it would feel to hug the breeze
While falling to my knees in silence?
Keep fighting, trying
Not for them
For me
I'm the savior I need
No white horse or armor
just the strength within to do it
Look into the light
Find the will to fight
Keeping personal victory in sight
Knowing that one day I might hold tomorrow in my hands
Smile, rejoice at who I am
Delight in the...
Let go of the need to walk away from me
I'm the savoir of my needs
Close my eye's and remember to breath
But how good it would feel to hug the breeze
While falling to my knees in silence?
Keep fighting, trying
Not for them
For me
I'm the savior I need
No white horse or armor
just the strength within to do it
Look into the light
Find the will to fight
Keeping personal victory in sight
Knowing that one day I might hold tomorrow in my hands
Smile, rejoice at who I am
Delight in the...
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