Submissions by Hidden_Within_Dark
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't belong. I fake fitting in very well, but deep down, I don't belong anywhere.
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Nov 2014 1:15am
21st Nov 2014 1:15am
The Taste Of You
I admire you so,
More than you can ever know,
And I'm oh so happy to be with you alone,
I smile at you and turn off my phone,
For it's you and me now,
And when we're together it's just... wow.
I love the feel of you,
I love touching every inch of you.
Let me grope and lick you everywhere,
I don't do this often, but I'd even swallow for you.
Now I'm male, and straight,
but for some reason, I can't keep you away.
But that need not matter,
Let us just enjoy our time together.
I love you.
Now let me put you in my mouth,
You...
More than you can ever know,
And I'm oh so happy to be with you alone,
I smile at you and turn off my phone,
For it's you and me now,
And when we're together it's just... wow.
I love the feel of you,
I love touching every inch of you.
Let me grope and lick you everywhere,
I don't do this often, but I'd even swallow for you.
Now I'm male, and straight,
but for some reason, I can't keep you away.
But that need not matter,
Let us just enjoy our time together.
I love you.
Now let me put you in my mouth,
You...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2014 11:50pm
16th Nov 2014 11:50pm
It Never Began
They say "you've got to walk away now, it's over."
But what do you do if it never began?
And now I'm sitting alone with a knife in my hands.
I'm just so god damn depressed,
I don't even know how I got in this mess.
It's been long since I've felt like this for anyone
Oh god I wish I could pick up the gun.
It's not supposed to be like this,
Love is supposed to be good, not make you wish
that you didn't exist.
Isn't it ironic, how the girl who caused my heart to break,
so long ago,
by convincing who I loved to end it with me,
...
But what do you do if it never began?
And now I'm sitting alone with a knife in my hands.
I'm just so god damn depressed,
I don't even know how I got in this mess.
It's been long since I've felt like this for anyone
Oh god I wish I could pick up the gun.
It's not supposed to be like this,
Love is supposed to be good, not make you wish
that you didn't exist.
Isn't it ironic, how the girl who caused my heart to break,
so long ago,
by convincing who I loved to end it with me,
...
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th Nov 2014 2:07am
14th Nov 2014 2:07am
The Education System Is Flawed
They slam stress, anxiety, and depression down on our desks, and then beg us to do good on tests?
But then yell at us for saying "do good on tests" because that's incorrect grammar.
"It's well, it's well, it's well that you're supposed to say!"
We bow our heads in dismay, and when we look up, we find ourselves stuck in a Well, with no Lassie to go get help.
Do they not remember being in our situation? Where we're so stressed constantly we can't find time to enjoy a vacation? Because when we get one, we're too preoccupied with homework?
And they tell us...
But then yell at us for saying "do good on tests" because that's incorrect grammar.
"It's well, it's well, it's well that you're supposed to say!"
We bow our heads in dismay, and when we look up, we find ourselves stuck in a Well, with no Lassie to go get help.
Do they not remember being in our situation? Where we're so stressed constantly we can't find time to enjoy a vacation? Because when we get one, we're too preoccupied with homework?
And they tell us...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Nov 2014 2:19am
12th Nov 2014 2:19am
Insignificance
I want to help, to change how things are.
I try to advocate, but find we've strayed too far.
I think of what I could do, but realize how insignificant I am.
And I have to wonder, what's the ultimate plan?
The Universe is larger than we understand,
and older than any shall see, woman or man.
And I sit alone, thinking this through,
realizing I'm nothing, with all that I'll do.
Anything I accomplish, or anything that I'll change,
Will have meant nothing, come the end of our days.
I'll be forgotten, with all that I've done,
Long before the humans are...
I try to advocate, but find we've strayed too far.
I think of what I could do, but realize how insignificant I am.
And I have to wonder, what's the ultimate plan?
The Universe is larger than we understand,
and older than any shall see, woman or man.
And I sit alone, thinking this through,
realizing I'm nothing, with all that I'll do.
Anything I accomplish, or anything that I'll change,
Will have meant nothing, come the end of our days.
I'll be forgotten, with all that I've done,
Long before the humans are...
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