Submissions by Gg78
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have no clue what I’m doing. But I’ve spent years trying
Pig boy
was at the store yesterday
shopping for bread and eggs
spotted a little boy
looking into the freezer
he was concentrating so hard
thought his thoughts where written all on the meat
wiped his nose a time or two
with the back of his hand and stained fingers
no adults in sight
he looked over at me
but said nothing
so I went and joined him
felt odd staring at meat
it felt like I was looking into a cows nightmare
and a pigs dream
reached into my pocket and gave the boy a tissue...
shopping for bread and eggs
spotted a little boy
looking into the freezer
he was concentrating so hard
thought his thoughts where written all on the meat
wiped his nose a time or two
with the back of his hand and stained fingers
no adults in sight
he looked over at me
but said nothing
so I went and joined him
felt odd staring at meat
it felt like I was looking into a cows nightmare
and a pigs dream
reached into my pocket and gave the boy a tissue...
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26 Comments
Broken
It's easy to
say
I Love You
But
harder to
Keep You
say
I Love You
But
harder to
Keep You
918 reads
12 Comments
Bottom of a bottle
can't spit out what I feel
too many emotions
rolled into little ole me
i've tried talking to friends
even drunk myself into happiness
a thousand times in one week
only thing that did
was show me there is no truth at the end of a bottle
just a temporary fix
because when I looked in the mirror
it was the same old me
with the same old problems
and no solution
too many emotions
rolled into little ole me
i've tried talking to friends
even drunk myself into happiness
a thousand times in one week
only thing that did
was show me there is no truth at the end of a bottle
just a temporary fix
because when I looked in the mirror
it was the same old me
with the same old problems
and no solution
852 reads
15 Comments
I don't know really
We can sit here for hours
exchanging pleasantries
burning both ends of the candle
sipping our drink slow
to hold on to time
gazing up at the stars
never once looking into each others eyes
for eyes tell the truth
the windows to the soul
inside them hope can be seen
and dreams revealed
it's better that we stay focused
on the lies in our smiles
makes for an easier ending
exchanging pleasantries
burning both ends of the candle
sipping our drink slow
to hold on to time
gazing up at the stars
never once looking into each others eyes
for eyes tell the truth
the windows to the soul
inside them hope can be seen
and dreams revealed
it's better that we stay focused
on the lies in our smiles
makes for an easier ending
1015 reads
16 Comments
Let's write. (Violets erotic challenge) aka fishy :-)
write me
describe how my soft lips felt on your flesh
and how the moon shook
write how two words passed between us
but much was said
and much was lost
within tangled sheets
and sweaty hands entwined above our joined foreheads
write on how
the finer things tasted
or the way our blissful sounds
played like music
no one could hear
if so we wouldn't have noticed
write about us
the way we love
the curve of my hips
your square jaw
that I long to nibble on
or how my back...
describe how my soft lips felt on your flesh
and how the moon shook
write how two words passed between us
but much was said
and much was lost
within tangled sheets
and sweaty hands entwined above our joined foreheads
write on how
the finer things tasted
or the way our blissful sounds
played like music
no one could hear
if so we wouldn't have noticed
write about us
the way we love
the curve of my hips
your square jaw
that I long to nibble on
or how my back...
971 reads
14 Comments
I'm sorry
I forgot to tell you
that I'm sorry
sorry I didn't know the amount of thick it" it took in your drink
if I did then maybe I wouldn't have coward away
I was able
had a vehicle
a new born baby
I could've brought him with me
but I was selfish
to worried about what was happening at home
worried about him
and my marriage crumbled anyways
until this day I remember seeing you in that bed
laying there mouth open
crusty lips , dry mouth
all because a stupid nurse didn't think you where worth oral...
that I'm sorry
sorry I didn't know the amount of thick it" it took in your drink
if I did then maybe I wouldn't have coward away
I was able
had a vehicle
a new born baby
I could've brought him with me
but I was selfish
to worried about what was happening at home
worried about him
and my marriage crumbled anyways
until this day I remember seeing you in that bed
laying there mouth open
crusty lips , dry mouth
all because a stupid nurse didn't think you where worth oral...
992 reads
27 Comments
Pretty ugly
beauty
tells
you
what
you
want
to
hear
but
the
truth
lies
within
everything
ugly
tells
you
what
you
want
to
hear
but
the
truth
lies
within
everything
ugly
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24 Comments
this is me
Pulled out a strand of hair
one by one
day by day
I was bruising
every minute I was gone , gone
going away
drifting
falling to make believe
It's wasn't alright
nor okay
call me a coward for willing it
praying to anyone
to take me to madness
because reality stinks
and i'd rather live in a lie
in the whispers
from strangers
in who they thought I was
and what they thought they knew
no more pain
I'll be safe
within myself
by myself
one by one
day by day
I was bruising
every minute I was gone , gone
going away
drifting
falling to make believe
It's wasn't alright
nor okay
call me a coward for willing it
praying to anyone
to take me to madness
because reality stinks
and i'd rather live in a lie
in the whispers
from strangers
in who they thought I was
and what they thought they knew
no more pain
I'll be safe
within myself
by myself
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18 Comments
I'm still looking
I've been away
living
following my yellow brick road
it's quiet at the end
no worries
only happiness
yet I'm never fulfilled
an emptiness lurks at me
shadows my thoughts
drives my senses to lay in bed
to dream
of nothing I know
it's something I need to feel
that's missing
can I find it?
will me to look for it
and if I do find this missing mistake
hope that I won't fuck it up
or I'll always return to empty words
broken hearts
numb lines
and myself
living
following my yellow brick road
it's quiet at the end
no worries
only happiness
yet I'm never fulfilled
an emptiness lurks at me
shadows my thoughts
drives my senses to lay in bed
to dream
of nothing I know
it's something I need to feel
that's missing
can I find it?
will me to look for it
and if I do find this missing mistake
hope that I won't fuck it up
or I'll always return to empty words
broken hearts
numb lines
and myself
993 reads
20 Comments
I'm in it for the poetry
I'm in it for the poetry
the words
the meaning
stepping into worlds
and dancing to the beat
of you, him , her
relating on many levels
disagreeing but understanding
finding my voice in this world
of foreplay without the regret
or the abandonment
coz when I leave
my words stay
they wait for me
stare and remind me
it's not the readers
tis their words
my own words
that I let go
and stopped beating myself about
those words I can take back
...
the words
the meaning
stepping into worlds
and dancing to the beat
of you, him , her
relating on many levels
disagreeing but understanding
finding my voice in this world
of foreplay without the regret
or the abandonment
coz when I leave
my words stay
they wait for me
stare and remind me
it's not the readers
tis their words
my own words
that I let go
and stopped beating myself about
those words I can take back
...
928 reads
27 Comments
Little girl don't cry
At times I can be that little girl
the one that cries
looking for the touch of safety
seeing the world through worried eyes
fearing a parent
fearing the
constant
fuck you in my head
the fuck you that brings young me out to play
because I wasn't able to play
it wasn't for me
so they said
it was for the good children
the ones that got it right
"yeah" they slid out of a vagina
the same way I did
but the way they looked
felt
cried
must have been different
must have been...
the one that cries
looking for the touch of safety
seeing the world through worried eyes
fearing a parent
fearing the
constant
fuck you in my head
the fuck you that brings young me out to play
because I wasn't able to play
it wasn't for me
so they said
it was for the good children
the ones that got it right
"yeah" they slid out of a vagina
the same way I did
but the way they looked
felt
cried
must have been different
must have been...
933 reads
19 Comments
My reflection (Missy creature comp)
I can change my face
brush out these knots from my hair
pout my lips and dab on my reddest lipstick
paint a pretty picture for everyone out their
but inside I'll always be
cold
stained with fear
selfishly I wish I could brake that reflection
be anyone but a pretty girl
and still be able to stand tall
without the world looking at me
differently
because I am different
and if you knew me
you would know
I am ugly
brush out these knots from my hair
pout my lips and dab on my reddest lipstick
paint a pretty picture for everyone out their
but inside I'll always be
cold
stained with fear
selfishly I wish I could brake that reflection
be anyone but a pretty girl
and still be able to stand tall
without the world looking at me
differently
because I am different
and if you knew me
you would know
I am ugly
1009 reads
16 Comments
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