Submissions by Emjay (Tirma)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Nov 2015 2:34pm
25th Nov 2015 2:34pm
Frequency
I've seen it all.
Hearts full of ignorance and worn out smiles on cobwebbed faces.
Zombies with sexy bodies and lust filled minds.
Living,
Loving,
Fighting,
Craving,
Learning.
Dying Constantly,
trying to correct mistakes, drowning in a sea of pretence
and feeding off a platter of misconceptions.
I've been there,
auctioned off my heart,
lost my soul,
found a purpose, the wrong kind,
won a few hearts,
broke some,
got baptised,
found my soul,
got lost,
embraced my demons.
And just...
Hearts full of ignorance and worn out smiles on cobwebbed faces.
Zombies with sexy bodies and lust filled minds.
Living,
Loving,
Fighting,
Craving,
Learning.
Dying Constantly,
trying to correct mistakes, drowning in a sea of pretence
and feeding off a platter of misconceptions.
I've been there,
auctioned off my heart,
lost my soul,
found a purpose, the wrong kind,
won a few hearts,
broke some,
got baptised,
found my soul,
got lost,
embraced my demons.
And just...
817 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Nov 2015 1:03am
13th Nov 2015 1:03am
Shades of Art
Women.
I see each of them as canvases these days.
Walking artworks of brush strokes from ex lovers.
There's one I've found myself obsessed with lately.
Lonely canvas with careless dabs of paint.
I get close,
You can tell everything about an artist from his art.
This one did her no justice.
He was careless with his brush.
His strokes were uneven.
His feelings were just held back and left scars for all to see.
I got attracted to the art.
It hurts to see canvas like her in such a mess. ...
I see each of them as canvases these days.
Walking artworks of brush strokes from ex lovers.
There's one I've found myself obsessed with lately.
Lonely canvas with careless dabs of paint.
I get close,
You can tell everything about an artist from his art.
This one did her no justice.
He was careless with his brush.
His strokes were uneven.
His feelings were just held back and left scars for all to see.
I got attracted to the art.
It hurts to see canvas like her in such a mess. ...
647 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 10:33am
10th Apr 2015 10:33am
The Wrath Of Venus ( Co-Write with Apollo ( TMA) )
Venus must have been feeling uncommonly generous when she formed you.
Or especially spiteful
I haven't made up my mind yet
Because there you go looking like a slice of moonlight
With features formed out of a day dream
A pair of eyes that could paralyze
With a gaze that could bring a grown man to his knees
She's got the Siren's song in her walk
Leading countless fools to their undoing
For she's got a heart made out of mist
You can never quite hold on to it
Her name is Circe... and Helen... and Delilah ...
Or especially spiteful
I haven't made up my mind yet
Because there you go looking like a slice of moonlight
With features formed out of a day dream
A pair of eyes that could paralyze
With a gaze that could bring a grown man to his knees
She's got the Siren's song in her walk
Leading countless fools to their undoing
For she's got a heart made out of mist
You can never quite hold on to it
Her name is Circe... and Helen... and Delilah ...
1110 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Feb 2015 8:01pm
19th Feb 2015 8:01pm
Sweet Poison Addiction
Obviously the weakness of any man is getting addicted to the pleasures of one woman alone
Like i am to the goddess of bliss, Grace
Unlike other women, she has a golden chalice of gratification in her personality and from time to time i find myself on the leash of her comfort begging for a sip,
Well, i guess thats what happens when a man like me finds his dream on two legs.
And so just like many other days i find myself again at her door giving a lazy knock,she peeps with those eyes
Those beaudiful eyes, sometimes i wonder if God didn't borrow some...
Like i am to the goddess of bliss, Grace
Unlike other women, she has a golden chalice of gratification in her personality and from time to time i find myself on the leash of her comfort begging for a sip,
Well, i guess thats what happens when a man like me finds his dream on two legs.
And so just like many other days i find myself again at her door giving a lazy knock,she peeps with those eyes
Those beaudiful eyes, sometimes i wonder if God didn't borrow some...
903 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2015 12:29pm
22nd Jan 2015 12:29pm
21 Questions (A reflection on oneself)
How are you doing
What do you do...
...I dont mean your boring job, i mean what do you do for fun
When was the last time you did something for the first time
How often did you laugh, a good heartfelt laughter
Are you doing the things you love
Are you living your true dream or your parent's dream
Are you Happy
Are you living your life or merely existing
Do you sometimes wish you can go back in time and change some things
Do you go to bed every night with your mind stress-free or is the bed just another place...
What do you do...
...I dont mean your boring job, i mean what do you do for fun
When was the last time you did something for the first time
How often did you laugh, a good heartfelt laughter
Are you doing the things you love
Are you living your true dream or your parent's dream
Are you Happy
Are you living your life or merely existing
Do you sometimes wish you can go back in time and change some things
Do you go to bed every night with your mind stress-free or is the bed just another place...
877 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Nov 2014 11:37pm
6th Nov 2014 11:37pm
Priceless Desire
She stands at the far end of the room,
Her image projects itself out of the silhouette from the sinful people around her.
What makes her stand out is not only her figure which is meant to capture the attention of all men that come across her,
Its also those lips, red like virgin blood spilled on snow.
From the glow in her eyes I can see Beethoven and a host of Angels playing a heavenly symphony,
Her hair, each piece a string of gold, dances in accord with the harmony.
She takes a slice of heaven, dips it in milk and honey and wears it on her face as a smile.
She is...
Her image projects itself out of the silhouette from the sinful people around her.
What makes her stand out is not only her figure which is meant to capture the attention of all men that come across her,
Its also those lips, red like virgin blood spilled on snow.
From the glow in her eyes I can see Beethoven and a host of Angels playing a heavenly symphony,
Her hair, each piece a string of gold, dances in accord with the harmony.
She takes a slice of heaven, dips it in milk and honey and wears it on her face as a smile.
She is...
1033 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 7:26pm
4th Nov 2014 7:26pm
Stone Cold
Girl this silence that you putting on is ringing in my ears,
And these emotions I'm hiding in is bringing out the tears,
And its tearing me apart,
I was sailing in the tides of your endless flowing love, you waited till the storms of temptation hit us then you tore down my sail of trust and left a hole in my heart with a piece of broken promise.
I never saw it coming, I was blind to the facts.
Here I am now taking my remedy - Heaven hill Whiskey mixed with tear drops,
hoping the alcohol will drown all the pain I take more shots, shots to kill cherished memories...
And these emotions I'm hiding in is bringing out the tears,
And its tearing me apart,
I was sailing in the tides of your endless flowing love, you waited till the storms of temptation hit us then you tore down my sail of trust and left a hole in my heart with a piece of broken promise.
I never saw it coming, I was blind to the facts.
Here I am now taking my remedy - Heaven hill Whiskey mixed with tear drops,
hoping the alcohol will drown all the pain I take more shots, shots to kill cherished memories...
730 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Oct 2014 6:09am
29th Oct 2014 6:09am
Till Death Do Us Part
Tonight was a love story gone bad,
The sex was no good, you were just lying still when every single musle in my body was dancing to the melody of your soft skin,
I was carefully searching for emotions on your face but it seems like you placed all in a box filled with broken promises and tossed it down the well of your deep thoughts.
Its clear all the feelings u had for me left a long time ago and travelled off to infinity,
yet you're somehow still my favourite song playing so low and I just can't find the volume button.
I know I'm slowly loosing you.
I see you've...
The sex was no good, you were just lying still when every single musle in my body was dancing to the melody of your soft skin,
I was carefully searching for emotions on your face but it seems like you placed all in a box filled with broken promises and tossed it down the well of your deep thoughts.
Its clear all the feelings u had for me left a long time ago and travelled off to infinity,
yet you're somehow still my favourite song playing so low and I just can't find the volume button.
I know I'm slowly loosing you.
I see you've...
1120 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2014 6:56am
20th Oct 2014 6:56am
The Truth(?)
Don't tell me the world is fair, enough with the rigmaroles
This life's a twisted movie with no sequel and we're all just playing different roles
Some people sleep on cardboards, some king sized beds but we all have dreams, different goals
We wish we could achieve, the burning desires from our souls
Though I wasn't born with a silver spoon I thank God for providing the food in my plate, I won't mind using my hand
And I keep thanking him cos I know there's a lot of mysteries in this world I'll never understand
So many questions for which proper answers I demand...
This life's a twisted movie with no sequel and we're all just playing different roles
Some people sleep on cardboards, some king sized beds but we all have dreams, different goals
We wish we could achieve, the burning desires from our souls
Though I wasn't born with a silver spoon I thank God for providing the food in my plate, I won't mind using my hand
And I keep thanking him cos I know there's a lot of mysteries in this world I'll never understand
So many questions for which proper answers I demand...
900 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2014 11:21am
3rd Oct 2014 11:21am
Reality
I'm just sitting here thinking about life
all the struggles we go through and how we strive
If you feeling my pain I know shit ain't easy and I don't really mean constipation
But these are words of hope so you can count on me like you checking population
when all the things we can achieve are just left in our imagination
Acting in your own way to make your land a better nation
But it really gets hard when the road to success is full of crushed glasses and bottles, sharp nails and blades
and you're marching barefooted hoping to make it one day
Am going through...
all the struggles we go through and how we strive
If you feeling my pain I know shit ain't easy and I don't really mean constipation
But these are words of hope so you can count on me like you checking population
when all the things we can achieve are just left in our imagination
Acting in your own way to make your land a better nation
But it really gets hard when the road to success is full of crushed glasses and bottles, sharp nails and blades
and you're marching barefooted hoping to make it one day
Am going through...
821 reads
2 Comments
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