Submissions by Heezy_Voice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing poems is the best way i express myself. Most especially as a spoken art
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
28th Feb 2019 4:25pm
28th Feb 2019 4:25pm
THE DEVIL
The Devil Came;
Came with the Havoc,
Came with the Illusion,
Came with His havoc...
Devil came with his demons
Mislead the nations
Ruled with contention
Came with bad conditions
The devil came.....
His touch actually felt divine as it caressed the emptiness in my soul,
I was left longing for his evil seed
His smiles were charming
He came as the Angel of Light
I ate with him in the same plate, got insane by his pretence.Never knew its a way maker of deceit
The devil came
With deception
Brought in frustration ...
Came with the Havoc,
Came with the Illusion,
Came with His havoc...
Devil came with his demons
Mislead the nations
Ruled with contention
Came with bad conditions
The devil came.....
His touch actually felt divine as it caressed the emptiness in my soul,
I was left longing for his evil seed
His smiles were charming
He came as the Angel of Light
I ate with him in the same plate, got insane by his pretence.Never knew its a way maker of deceit
The devil came
With deception
Brought in frustration ...
#religion
502 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Feb 2019 5:47pm
6th Feb 2019 5:47pm
Every Child
Every Child is a priceless gem
Needed
To be brushed and polished
With tender hands and loving hearts.
Every Child
Is nothing but a beautiful dream,
A gleam of a new dawn
Burdened
With many wishes and Hopes
We must help each one carry.
Every Child
Is a Cross we need to bear
With a fair share of unrelenting care.
Every Child
Is surely yours and mine
Always
Finer than
A glisten of Sunshine
Or
A Beam of Moonshine
And
Always brighter than
Twinkles of a Million Stars.
Every...
Needed
To be brushed and polished
With tender hands and loving hearts.
Every Child
Is nothing but a beautiful dream,
A gleam of a new dawn
Burdened
With many wishes and Hopes
We must help each one carry.
Every Child
Is a Cross we need to bear
With a fair share of unrelenting care.
Every Child
Is surely yours and mine
Always
Finer than
A glisten of Sunshine
Or
A Beam of Moonshine
And
Always brighter than
Twinkles of a Million Stars.
Every...
#children
485 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2019 5:00am
3rd Feb 2019 5:00am
This World
It is hard to see,
And Its hard to believe.
It is hard to live.,
And it's hard to leave.
It's hard to fail,
And it's hard to achieve.
It's hard to get,
And it's hard to give.
It's hard to have faith,
And it's hard not to believe.
It's hard to be happy,
And it's hard to grief.
It's hard to feed on greens,
And it's hard to find beef.
It's hard when you are a common,
And it's hard when you are a chief.
When your eyes suddenly wake,
And realize that everything is fake.
That the only real thing is...
And Its hard to believe.
It is hard to live.,
And it's hard to leave.
It's hard to fail,
And it's hard to achieve.
It's hard to get,
And it's hard to give.
It's hard to have faith,
And it's hard not to believe.
It's hard to be happy,
And it's hard to grief.
It's hard to feed on greens,
And it's hard to find beef.
It's hard when you are a common,
And it's hard when you are a chief.
When your eyes suddenly wake,
And realize that everything is fake.
That the only real thing is...
#LifeStruggles
516 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jan 2019 5:10am
30th Jan 2019 5:10am
How I See You
When others were after your figure,
I went after your nature
When they desired your butts,
I clamoured for your muse
When all the desired was your boobs,
I often desired to stare at your bruise
Because they teach me a lesson worth living for
When others loved your make-ups
I'll often stare at nature's gift of dimples
When others chose lust
My way was love
When they were after your flawlessness
I would sit and listen to the lyrics of your flaws
When they quested after perfection
I listened to the rhapsody of your...
I went after your nature
When they desired your butts,
I clamoured for your muse
When all the desired was your boobs,
I often desired to stare at your bruise
Because they teach me a lesson worth living for
When others loved your make-ups
I'll often stare at nature's gift of dimples
When others chose lust
My way was love
When they were after your flawlessness
I would sit and listen to the lyrics of your flaws
When they quested after perfection
I listened to the rhapsody of your...
#love
475 reads
11 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jan 2019 7:39am
24th Jan 2019 7:39am
Age Is Nothing But Number
Age is nothing but a number..
Nothing more, nothing less. It’s not a timer, indicator, or reference point.
You don’t have to know what you want to do at 13, graduate at 18, find a job at 21, fall in love at 24, get married at 27, have kids at 30, buy a house at 35 etc etc..
If we all knew EXACTLY when we were going to die, then maybe it could be, but some of us go at 85, others at 16.
Age is nothing, but a number..
It’s just the best way for humans to quantify how long since your mother and father were given the opportunity to contribute a piece of their souls to the...
Nothing more, nothing less. It’s not a timer, indicator, or reference point.
You don’t have to know what you want to do at 13, graduate at 18, find a job at 21, fall in love at 24, get married at 27, have kids at 30, buy a house at 35 etc etc..
If we all knew EXACTLY when we were going to die, then maybe it could be, but some of us go at 85, others at 16.
Age is nothing, but a number..
It’s just the best way for humans to quantify how long since your mother and father were given the opportunity to contribute a piece of their souls to the...
#LifeCycle
394 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2019 3:11pm
23rd Jan 2019 3:11pm
WHAT POETRY HAS TAUGHT ME
There is this passion I have
It’s called poetry
It has taught me several things
Like how to write a simile
Some exposes secrets
While some is real bright
Then there are others
Describing the moonlight
I’ve also learned common themes
Like everything is not what it seems
Once you get past the gore
Look for the extended metaphor
I learned that poetry is a passion
A want, a need, a desire
It’s not everyone’s cup of tea
But it is something I have learned to admire
It’s called poetry
It has taught me several things
Like how to write a simile
Some exposes secrets
While some is real bright
Then there are others
Describing the moonlight
I’ve also learned common themes
Like everything is not what it seems
Once you get past the gore
Look for the extended metaphor
I learned that poetry is a passion
A want, a need, a desire
It’s not everyone’s cup of tea
But it is something I have learned to admire
#learning
412 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jan 2019 8:12pm
21st Jan 2019 8:12pm
WITHOUT THE CHAOS
I change each year just a little,
Shedding the skin I grew to know.
That's part of growing up,
You reap what you sow.
I have freedom now,
But I miss the structure of the past.
Does that make me weak,
To want something to last?
Things look different to me, now,
The world shifting around me.
I recognize none of this,
And yet memories only make me bleed.
Is it wrong to miss the chaos?
Is it wrong to want to go back?
I grew up in fear,
I was always under attack,
I'm not sure how to exist...
Shedding the skin I grew to know.
That's part of growing up,
You reap what you sow.
I have freedom now,
But I miss the structure of the past.
Does that make me weak,
To want something to last?
Things look different to me, now,
The world shifting around me.
I recognize none of this,
And yet memories only make me bleed.
Is it wrong to miss the chaos?
Is it wrong to want to go back?
I grew up in fear,
I was always under attack,
I'm not sure how to exist...
#memories
415 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jan 2019 2:06pm
20th Jan 2019 2:06pm
TEACH ME TO FISH
The voice of the poor
craving to my head.
from the depth of great despair
he pours out his heart.
Give me little sugar for my tea.
I dont want no cake
unless i be unwise and fake.
I want to earn my take
that I may some impact in life do make.
I pray for you to hear my plea,
kindly make a poor brother glee.
I don't want no cake
just a sugar for my tea
is all I ask with a plea.
Life is more than eyes can see,
likewise is tomorrow a mystery.
You never know what may eventually
come to be.
Whether riches or...
craving to my head.
from the depth of great despair
he pours out his heart.
Give me little sugar for my tea.
I dont want no cake
unless i be unwise and fake.
I want to earn my take
that I may some impact in life do make.
I pray for you to hear my plea,
kindly make a poor brother glee.
I don't want no cake
just a sugar for my tea
is all I ask with a plea.
Life is more than eyes can see,
likewise is tomorrow a mystery.
You never know what may eventually
come to be.
Whether riches or...
#inspirational
#responsibility
#tea
461 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2019 4:23pm
19th Jan 2019 4:23pm
THE PERIL AND VICTORY OF TRUTH
Truth is liable to oppression
It can easily be exposed to distortion
It is pliable to twist and manipulate
Often, truth liars do desire to exterminate.
Falsehood runs fast
And widely spread it's best
But when truth mounts it's horse
In a twinkling of an eye will outrun false.
O thou lovers of light !
Never do away with moonlight
If thou take shelter from sunshine
The fact stands, sun continues to shine.
Make no mistake
To embrace fake.
When the horse of truth runs
Liars and...
It can easily be exposed to distortion
It is pliable to twist and manipulate
Often, truth liars do desire to exterminate.
Falsehood runs fast
And widely spread it's best
But when truth mounts it's horse
In a twinkling of an eye will outrun false.
O thou lovers of light !
Never do away with moonlight
If thou take shelter from sunshine
The fact stands, sun continues to shine.
Make no mistake
To embrace fake.
When the horse of truth runs
Liars and...
#TruthOfLife
374 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jan 2019 8:47am
19th Jan 2019 8:47am
This Letter Is To You
'This letter is to you.
The you that had a rough week. The you that seems to be under constant storm cloud. The you that feels invisible. The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. The you that has lost faith. The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. To you.
You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way, so please hang in there. You can do it.''
The you that had a rough week. The you that seems to be under constant storm cloud. The you that feels invisible. The you that doesn't know how much longer you can hold on. The you that has lost faith. The you that always blames yourself for everything that goes wrong. To you.
You are incredible. You make this world a little bit more wonderful. You have so much potential and so many things left to do. You have time. Better things are coming your way, so please hang in there. You can do it.''
#courage
#motivational
427 reads
5 Comments
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