Submissions by I_dRatherBeMe (Chris-Marie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a lot of feelings & material(nonfiction) and a vivid imagination. I must bring them out onto paper. Just started my poetry about 6 months ago, and I have written over 30
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2012 6:35am
30th Aug 2012 6:35am
"Crusader"
Infernal! Internal Anguish!
Fuck off won't you please.
I'm so sick, I'm puking,
I'm on my bruised up knees
...grabbing the thresholds of
in..san..it..ies!
I can't make no sense of my emotions anymore.
My guts are ripping,
they're gonna fall out on the floor!
But sun comes up bright,
the following day,
awakens me to the ho-ri-zon,
I suddenly get a strong urge to write words
...describing all of the sirens.
My words start out dark,
wet tears on the page, anger abound
...I don't want to rage!
My mind takes a break from...
Fuck off won't you please.
I'm so sick, I'm puking,
I'm on my bruised up knees
...grabbing the thresholds of
in..san..it..ies!
I can't make no sense of my emotions anymore.
My guts are ripping,
they're gonna fall out on the floor!
But sun comes up bright,
the following day,
awakens me to the ho-ri-zon,
I suddenly get a strong urge to write words
...describing all of the sirens.
My words start out dark,
wet tears on the page, anger abound
...I don't want to rage!
My mind takes a break from...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2012 6:30am
30th Aug 2012 6:30am
"Don't doubt"
I doubt that I am certain,
and I'm certain that I doubt.
Why do people always choose,
to take the easy way out?
Because doubt is horrifying,
it's like living in the dark.
If you don't, get up off your bum,
you might. miss your mark.
Opportunity doesn't knock,
on a doubtful persons door
... life can pass you by while
you're lying on the floor.
Inaction comes from doubting...our abilities,
our soldiers fight for all of us,
...do you think they just freeze?
Doubt can rob you of the love, you've been longing for....
and I'm certain that I doubt.
Why do people always choose,
to take the easy way out?
Because doubt is horrifying,
it's like living in the dark.
If you don't, get up off your bum,
you might. miss your mark.
Opportunity doesn't knock,
on a doubtful persons door
... life can pass you by while
you're lying on the floor.
Inaction comes from doubting...our abilities,
our soldiers fight for all of us,
...do you think they just freeze?
Doubt can rob you of the love, you've been longing for....
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2012 3:40pm
29th Aug 2012 3:40pm
"Stable"
"Stable"
You are just a hypocrite
you treat me like your whore,
dangling your conveniences,
when I just wanna show you the door.
You know that you're not worthy,
of my passionate desires...
and yet you love despite me,
showering all your sours.
Although I have no money
to stabilize myself,
you'd rather see me suffer inside
to get me to yourself!
So don't let my lack of's distract you,
from really letting go.
I'll eventually make my own,
and won't need you anymore.
You are just a hypocrite
you treat me like your whore,
dangling your conveniences,
when I just wanna show you the door.
You know that you're not worthy,
of my passionate desires...
and yet you love despite me,
showering all your sours.
Although I have no money
to stabilize myself,
you'd rather see me suffer inside
to get me to yourself!
So don't let my lack of's distract you,
from really letting go.
I'll eventually make my own,
and won't need you anymore.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Aug 2012 3:29pm
29th Aug 2012 3:29pm
"The Heat"
" The Heat"
I hate being hot, I'm inside my home
The AC is on and cooling the room.
I walk to the door and twist on the knob
The door opens up, to find me on the sun.
It punches my face!
It slaps on my chest!
The sweat starts a pouring, and out comes the test.
I know it's life giving, but boy does it hurt.
I feel like it's trying
To put me in the dirt!
I hate being hot, I'm inside my home
The AC is on and cooling the room.
I walk to the door and twist on the knob
The door opens up, to find me on the sun.
It punches my face!
It slaps on my chest!
The sweat starts a pouring, and out comes the test.
I know it's life giving, but boy does it hurt.
I feel like it's trying
To put me in the dirt!
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Aug 2012 8:10pm
28th Aug 2012 8:10pm
"My Nature"
"My Nature"
The trees...they are fullfilling to gander driving by.
My breath takes them all in, as if...my last good sigh.
The smell of the rain soaked colored bloom, lightens my brain, smiles my face and siphons my gloom.
My nature...it is judgeless, my nature...it is true, my nature's not invasive to my self...be thy new.
The trees, they bring me closer to an earthly God within, they bring me comfort, temporarily, while the anger's still set in.
So the more I live amongst them, I should, just....rest assured, that my anger won't control me...and I will...
The trees...they are fullfilling to gander driving by.
My breath takes them all in, as if...my last good sigh.
The smell of the rain soaked colored bloom, lightens my brain, smiles my face and siphons my gloom.
My nature...it is judgeless, my nature...it is true, my nature's not invasive to my self...be thy new.
The trees, they bring me closer to an earthly God within, they bring me comfort, temporarily, while the anger's still set in.
So the more I live amongst them, I should, just....rest assured, that my anger won't control me...and I will...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Aug 2012 8:06pm
28th Aug 2012 8:06pm
"Apprehension"
"Apprehension"
A candle lit sitting on a dusted shelf, shadows possessions of a room.
While sliced up photographs and ashes awaits to see the broom.
A bowl of cinnamon water and orange peel fragrances your senses, as you sit staring at nothing, feeling apprehensive.
Your pet cat marks your hanging foot, with its loving and whisker affection and stares down deep into your face, trying to get your attention.
There's sounds that are coming from all over the place...the AC, the icebox, and Ugh! The TV.
The cat starts to meow and lets out a growl, you get up...
A candle lit sitting on a dusted shelf, shadows possessions of a room.
While sliced up photographs and ashes awaits to see the broom.
A bowl of cinnamon water and orange peel fragrances your senses, as you sit staring at nothing, feeling apprehensive.
Your pet cat marks your hanging foot, with its loving and whisker affection and stares down deep into your face, trying to get your attention.
There's sounds that are coming from all over the place...the AC, the icebox, and Ugh! The TV.
The cat starts to meow and lets out a growl, you get up...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Aug 2012 5:05am
28th Aug 2012 5:05am
"In Limbo"
"In Limbo"
The term we call "In limbo" is something I know well.
I've been caught inside this stupid term, it feels like I'm in hell.
"Life is what you make it"...isn't always fucking true, so many of us try and try and wind up feeling "blue".
I go to the extremes with my positive happy thoughts, so why then all these horrible & shitty damned onslaughts?!
Am I doing it all wrong?
Is there some secret I don't know?
I see lots of bad people basking in their glow!!
I don't like being in limbo...waiting around...for...
The term we call "In limbo" is something I know well.
I've been caught inside this stupid term, it feels like I'm in hell.
"Life is what you make it"...isn't always fucking true, so many of us try and try and wind up feeling "blue".
I go to the extremes with my positive happy thoughts, so why then all these horrible & shitty damned onslaughts?!
Am I doing it all wrong?
Is there some secret I don't know?
I see lots of bad people basking in their glow!!
I don't like being in limbo...waiting around...for...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Aug 2012 2:54pm
27th Aug 2012 2:54pm
"Love, what's that you say?"
Love whats that you say?
Is that this stupid
squealing feeling?
Take it away,
and give it back right...someday.
Replace the squealing
with some peeling
and maybe then
I'll find some feeling inside.
I'll choke the love in
and vomit it out,
over and over,
yeah there's no doubt!,
that over the years,
...all the fears all the tears
...hearing I love you
whispered from all of the steers.
Turned me against it
and now I resent it.
Give it back right,
you Abominable Pig!
You couldn't...
Is that this stupid
squealing feeling?
Take it away,
and give it back right...someday.
Replace the squealing
with some peeling
and maybe then
I'll find some feeling inside.
I'll choke the love in
and vomit it out,
over and over,
yeah there's no doubt!,
that over the years,
...all the fears all the tears
...hearing I love you
whispered from all of the steers.
Turned me against it
and now I resent it.
Give it back right,
you Abominable Pig!
You couldn't...
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Aug 2012 2:49pm
27th Aug 2012 2:49pm
"Allowance"
Will there ever be a place where I am excused for all my monsters.
These monsters... they are many, they are cruel... they make me zany.
In the bloody halls of my veins my monsters run amok, causing the white one causing the mean one to appear... I say Oh Fuck!
They're not on my shoulders, Where they're supposed to be.
I look to the left and I look to the right.
Hmmm? Let me see... and where do they appear?... but way down there.
Deep down there inside of my stomach, smothered by angels and gravy... No! I can't flick them off, well maybe just maybe.
These monsters... they are many, they are cruel... they make me zany.
In the bloody halls of my veins my monsters run amok, causing the white one causing the mean one to appear... I say Oh Fuck!
They're not on my shoulders, Where they're supposed to be.
I look to the left and I look to the right.
Hmmm? Let me see... and where do they appear?... but way down there.
Deep down there inside of my stomach, smothered by angels and gravy... No! I can't flick them off, well maybe just maybe.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Aug 2012 8:43pm
26th Aug 2012 8:43pm
I'm Cold
"I'm Cold!"
The icicles are frozen tiny shreds in my blood
My organs are like solid and shivering stone.
I don't want to move away from this spot
For fear I will shatter from bottom to top.
My lungs are still moving,
My breath still inhales...
...the "Hot" looming water thoughts
I wish would impale.
"I'm Cold!"
The icicles are frozen tiny shreds in my blood
My organs are like solid and shivering stone.
I don't want to move away from this spot
For fear I will shatter from bottom to top.
My lungs are still moving,
My breath still inhales...
...the "Hot" looming water thoughts
I wish would impale.
"I'm Cold!"
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Aug 2012 6:26pm
26th Aug 2012 6:26pm
Skin Crawl
Everyday my skin crawls since I found out what went wrong and everyday I hear my life somewhere in a song.
I missed my chance to love you when you broke my heart in two,
but then I got a second chance and suddenly I felt new.
But then we saw what happened and what 20 years can do, that we became
two people who don't know what to do. Time is strange & awful and can change us all...For good. I tried to keep on loving you the only way I could.
Since you left I feel unloved, without your sex and just wanting to be hugged.
But when we talk and I hear your thoughts , I...
I missed my chance to love you when you broke my heart in two,
but then I got a second chance and suddenly I felt new.
But then we saw what happened and what 20 years can do, that we became
two people who don't know what to do. Time is strange & awful and can change us all...For good. I tried to keep on loving you the only way I could.
Since you left I feel unloved, without your sex and just wanting to be hugged.
But when we talk and I hear your thoughts , I...
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ANGER POEM
Published
25th Aug 2012 10:54pm
25th Aug 2012 10:54pm
My Permanent Resident Evil
I once was a little girl with hope, admiration and passion for life.
I visualized my happiness in my mind using my heart as a guide.
But then one day, those feelings had changed, little by little I started to crash. All these new feelings made me want to smash, your head in the ground deep only in thought. You decided you were gonna live as long as you could, with me wishing you dead for as long as I've known.
You did something once that lasted a day, but that day brought on anger that I knew would just stay.
It's a permanent part of my soul, this feeling of rage.
I have...
I visualized my happiness in my mind using my heart as a guide.
But then one day, those feelings had changed, little by little I started to crash. All these new feelings made me want to smash, your head in the ground deep only in thought. You decided you were gonna live as long as you could, with me wishing you dead for as long as I've known.
You did something once that lasted a day, but that day brought on anger that I knew would just stay.
It's a permanent part of my soul, this feeling of rage.
I have...
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