Submissions by Hashman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just trying to keep it simple...love laugh and give...peace
Just Knock
The music has stopped...
her silhouette in the night
not seen any more.
Should have taken the chance
while there was light.
Afraid to knock on that door
never made it to the dance.
Life lesson...
Don't wait for the invite :)
her silhouette in the night
not seen any more.
Should have taken the chance
while there was light.
Afraid to knock on that door
never made it to the dance.
Life lesson...
Don't wait for the invite :)
741 reads
16 Comments
The Scream
The fragile mind
explodes inside
screaming "no more"
looking for a way out
banging around
like a bull in a china shop
wall to wall
eyeball to eyeball
a plea for mercy
a plea for help
a cry for sanity
gotta let go
gotta let go
no morE, NO more...NO MoRE!!!
explodes inside
screaming "no more"
looking for a way out
banging around
like a bull in a china shop
wall to wall
eyeball to eyeball
a plea for mercy
a plea for help
a cry for sanity
gotta let go
gotta let go
no morE, NO more...NO MoRE!!!
964 reads
23 Comments
Don't Forget To Dance
I see you dancing
up there,all alone
your shades pulled down
a silhouette dancing in the light
without a care tonight
spinning to the music
round and round,
sights and sounds
so inviting.
Do I dare
knock on your door
and ask
"May I have the next dance".
"Please".
up there,all alone
your shades pulled down
a silhouette dancing in the light
without a care tonight
spinning to the music
round and round,
sights and sounds
so inviting.
Do I dare
knock on your door
and ask
"May I have the next dance".
"Please".
1047 reads
32 Comments
ALWAYS
I remember
the first word you said
I still say it was "da-da"
so magical.
I remember
the twinkle in your eye
the way you would laugh
so loud.
I remember
your first taste of ice cream
you shook and shivered...wildly
so funny.
I remember
you doing the Hokey-Pokey
in your Spider-Man pj's
so happy.
I remember
reading you bedtime stories
always ending with your favorite
so peaceful.
I remember
your first day of school
waiting for the bus
so exciting.
I...
the first word you said
I still say it was "da-da"
so magical.
I remember
the twinkle in your eye
the way you would laugh
so loud.
I remember
your first taste of ice cream
you shook and shivered...wildly
so funny.
I remember
you doing the Hokey-Pokey
in your Spider-Man pj's
so happy.
I remember
reading you bedtime stories
always ending with your favorite
so peaceful.
I remember
your first day of school
waiting for the bus
so exciting.
I...
853 reads
30 Comments
Push Me
Push me to the limit
don't let me stop.
If I cry
push harder,
do not go easy
make it hurt.
If I quit
drag me back
kick my butt
call me out
let the sweat
burn my eyes,
make me feel
the burn inside.
In the end
you and me
we are one.
For _shadoe_ and all the Ballerinas out there...Bravo
wrote this after reading her poem "Pas de Deux" (yup,another ballet poem)
don't let me stop.
If I cry
push harder,
do not go easy
make it hurt.
If I quit
drag me back
kick my butt
call me out
let the sweat
burn my eyes,
make me feel
the burn inside.
In the end
you and me
we are one.
For _shadoe_ and all the Ballerinas out there...Bravo
wrote this after reading her poem "Pas de Deux" (yup,another ballet poem)
890 reads
24 Comments
LIAR LIAR
I sat with the devil...
he told me
there was no saving myself
I was too far gone
no hope.
Looked me right in the eye
and smiled
with that crooked grin
and those beady eyes...
full of lies.
That's when I said,
Liar,Liar,
Your pants are on fire.
he told me
there was no saving myself
I was too far gone
no hope.
Looked me right in the eye
and smiled
with that crooked grin
and those beady eyes...
full of lies.
That's when I said,
Liar,Liar,
Your pants are on fire.
828 reads
26 Comments
Together
I am a weak soul
falling down wherever I go
maybe if you would
reach out your hand
and walk with me for a while
be my crutch,help me stand
there'll come a day
I will do the same for you.
falling down wherever I go
maybe if you would
reach out your hand
and walk with me for a while
be my crutch,help me stand
there'll come a day
I will do the same for you.
753 reads
20 Comments
Bonded By Blood
My brother,my sister
if only I could show,
let you feel and understand
the pain and joy I hold.
Never to let you go
always by my side
give to me what you can
take from me what you need.
Bonded by our blood
connected by our past
apart but always together
going but never gone,
stay with me forever
and never say goodbye.
My brother,my sister
never shall we cry.
if only I could show,
let you feel and understand
the pain and joy I hold.
Never to let you go
always by my side
give to me what you can
take from me what you need.
Bonded by our blood
connected by our past
apart but always together
going but never gone,
stay with me forever
and never say goodbye.
My brother,my sister
never shall we cry.
740 reads
20 Comments
Tip-Top
Bumps,grinds and bruises
that's how the top confuses
it's all about the fear
always shouting the end is near
pushing us into despair
telling us they care.
Hold our heads high
let's shout (It's all a lie)
find the way out
that's what it's about
standing together not apart
dig deep into our hearts
knock them from the top
this bull has got to stop.
that's how the top confuses
it's all about the fear
always shouting the end is near
pushing us into despair
telling us they care.
Hold our heads high
let's shout (It's all a lie)
find the way out
that's what it's about
standing together not apart
dig deep into our hearts
knock them from the top
this bull has got to stop.
691 reads
15 Comments
For Petit...
Just wanted to send you
some flowers from my heart
they aren't real
you can't touch them
or smell them.
But you can feel them,
they are
growing in my heart
everyday
feeling your sunshine
swaying in the breeze of your love.
So today,I picked some
just for you.
Had these thoughts after reading Petit's wonderful poem to her dear sister (Rest in Peace) bless her soul...peace to all :)
some flowers from my heart
they aren't real
you can't touch them
or smell them.
But you can feel them,
they are
growing in my heart
everyday
feeling your sunshine
swaying in the breeze of your love.
So today,I picked some
just for you.
Had these thoughts after reading Petit's wonderful poem to her dear sister (Rest in Peace) bless her soul...peace to all :)
788 reads
26 Comments
You are the Rain
Like a wilting rose,
thirsting for water
I am weak and fragile
ready to fall,
ready to break.
Spreading my roots
further and further,
thinner and thinner,
smaller and smaller
bending in the wind.
Ready to surrender,
ready to die.
Like a fresh spring rain...
you came
soft and warm
caressing me,covering me.
Flooding my veins with life
standing me straight
giving me strength,
filling me with you...
Let it rain.
thirsting for water
I am weak and fragile
ready to fall,
ready to break.
Spreading my roots
further and further,
thinner and thinner,
smaller and smaller
bending in the wind.
Ready to surrender,
ready to die.
Like a fresh spring rain...
you came
soft and warm
caressing me,covering me.
Flooding my veins with life
standing me straight
giving me strength,
filling me with you...
Let it rain.
796 reads
22 Comments
Company
The bug on the wall
here to take the fall
he'll come tumbling down
without making a sound
roll up in a ball
then let out his call
crawling all around
it's his side of town
dancing across the floor
heading for the door
slipping through a crack
he gives a quick look back
with a wiggle and a shake
"Next time how about some cake?"
then with a smile and a wink
he's gone in a blink.
here to take the fall
he'll come tumbling down
without making a sound
roll up in a ball
then let out his call
crawling all around
it's his side of town
dancing across the floor
heading for the door
slipping through a crack
he gives a quick look back
with a wiggle and a shake
"Next time how about some cake?"
then with a smile and a wink
he's gone in a blink.
716 reads
21 Comments
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