Submissions by Indie (Miss Indie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
human, quirky, dark.
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2011 7:22am
23rd Sep 2011 7:22am
When You're Gone
The days last too long without you
I’m crazy when you’re gone
I want to drink myself
To the bottom of the bottle
The one you left behind
No one could drink like you
No one could hide it nearly as well
I, the lonely drunk…
I can’t hide a damn thing
I never could from you
Everything bleeds and I don’t know
What to do with the time
You never would let me in
You never would let me be
The one you lean on
I remember the days
The ones before we fell
I remember all the secrets ...
I’m crazy when you’re gone
I want to drink myself
To the bottom of the bottle
The one you left behind
No one could drink like you
No one could hide it nearly as well
I, the lonely drunk…
I can’t hide a damn thing
I never could from you
Everything bleeds and I don’t know
What to do with the time
You never would let me in
You never would let me be
The one you lean on
I remember the days
The ones before we fell
I remember all the secrets ...
1052 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Sep 2011 6:43am
15th Sep 2011 6:43am
Thorns
I cup the flower
In my hand
But its fragrance
I cannot stand
Drawn by a myth
Of forevermore
Buts its thorns
Leave me sore
Beautiful
To a fault
I cannot condone
Its ever present assault
Born of betrayals
And ancient lies
Where only pain
Can reside
Lying down before me
Willing my tenderness
Asking for a love
I can not address
Petals fall
As I tear apart the flesh
Blood stained finger tips
Of which we are not meshed
© Indie Adams 2011
In my hand
But its fragrance
I cannot stand
Drawn by a myth
Of forevermore
Buts its thorns
Leave me sore
Beautiful
To a fault
I cannot condone
Its ever present assault
Born of betrayals
And ancient lies
Where only pain
Can reside
Lying down before me
Willing my tenderness
Asking for a love
I can not address
Petals fall
As I tear apart the flesh
Blood stained finger tips
Of which we are not meshed
© Indie Adams 2011
928 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Sep 2011 6:34am
14th Sep 2011 6:34am
Self Doubt
I’m cracking under the pressure
Can’t take this thing at leisure
They fucking want what from me?
They wanna… oh jeez…
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know how this is played
My mind reels, I’m freaking out
Everything I have to offer, I doubt
An opportunity I can’t pass up
An opportunity to… oh fuck
I panic, my breathing rough
It’s everything, but is it enough?
Can I handle it, just go with the flow?
You know what? I just don’t know…
Take a breath and just breathe
Think about what they are asking of me
Someone thinks I...
Can’t take this thing at leisure
They fucking want what from me?
They wanna… oh jeez…
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know how this is played
My mind reels, I’m freaking out
Everything I have to offer, I doubt
An opportunity I can’t pass up
An opportunity to… oh fuck
I panic, my breathing rough
It’s everything, but is it enough?
Can I handle it, just go with the flow?
You know what? I just don’t know…
Take a breath and just breathe
Think about what they are asking of me
Someone thinks I...
959 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Sep 2011 9:23am
13th Sep 2011 9:23am
What's Your Issue?
They think we’re evil and depraved
While to their own prejudices they’re enslaved
They beat us, rape us, tell us we’re going to hell
While pretending all in their lives is well
Hate is learned, it doesn’t come from within
There is nothing holy about committing that sin
They have no right to take away our rights
Put up a resistance we have no choice but to fight
Since when do we all fuck to procreate?
I am pretty sure they’d lose that debate
Love has nothing to do with gender
Anatomy shouldn’t be a contender
We don’t fall in...
While to their own prejudices they’re enslaved
They beat us, rape us, tell us we’re going to hell
While pretending all in their lives is well
Hate is learned, it doesn’t come from within
There is nothing holy about committing that sin
They have no right to take away our rights
Put up a resistance we have no choice but to fight
Since when do we all fuck to procreate?
I am pretty sure they’d lose that debate
Love has nothing to do with gender
Anatomy shouldn’t be a contender
We don’t fall in...
992 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
12th Sep 2011 6:13am
12th Sep 2011 6:13am
Cinderella (The Gay Version)
There’s something that you didn’t know
Something they don’t want to show
You see, in reality, Miss Cinderella
Really was born a fella
He liked to dress up in drag
Where he was fabulous and not a dag
So ashamed was his stepmother
She kept from the world her daughters stepbrother
Worked him hard, almost to the bone
Took away his privileges, like the telephone
No more iPods or internet
Locked in the cellar where he slept
But he heard rumours of a club
The epitome of the social hub
Where girls ran off to find a...
Something they don’t want to show
You see, in reality, Miss Cinderella
Really was born a fella
He liked to dress up in drag
Where he was fabulous and not a dag
So ashamed was his stepmother
She kept from the world her daughters stepbrother
Worked him hard, almost to the bone
Took away his privileges, like the telephone
No more iPods or internet
Locked in the cellar where he slept
But he heard rumours of a club
The epitome of the social hub
Where girls ran off to find a...
1104 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Sep 2011 3:15am
11th Sep 2011 3:15am
Bitch
Hey sweety, you've got a great ass
You might want to be careful before you get glassed
Babe, everything I'm sayin' ain't a farce
Yeah, well maybe should get off the grass
Come on honey, gimme a chance
Dude, I'd never even give you a second glance
All I want to do is dance
There's no way I am going anywhere near your lance
What's a guy gotta do to get laid?
Maybe should find a girl you have to pay
Hey, that's not a very nice thing to say
I'm not the one making you stay
Your dress is fine, it...
You might want to be careful before you get glassed
Babe, everything I'm sayin' ain't a farce
Yeah, well maybe should get off the grass
Come on honey, gimme a chance
Dude, I'd never even give you a second glance
All I want to do is dance
There's no way I am going anywhere near your lance
What's a guy gotta do to get laid?
Maybe should find a girl you have to pay
Hey, that's not a very nice thing to say
I'm not the one making you stay
Your dress is fine, it...
1020 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2011 2:16am
11th Sep 2011 2:16am
Uninspired
I am so uninspired
I don’t know why my brain’s so fried
What’s with this dissociative state I’ve sired?
Like my own depression I’ve hired
It seeps into everything I do
Where the world is more grey than blue
I can’t say I like this monochromatic hue
That seems stuck to me like superglue
The words they die on my lips
With pages crumpled in my grip
Everything beautiful seems to slip
Through it all I stumble and trip
The darkness, this time, leaves me wanting
Days that aren’t so haunting
All my talent, I’m not flaunting ...
I don’t know why my brain’s so fried
What’s with this dissociative state I’ve sired?
Like my own depression I’ve hired
It seeps into everything I do
Where the world is more grey than blue
I can’t say I like this monochromatic hue
That seems stuck to me like superglue
The words they die on my lips
With pages crumpled in my grip
Everything beautiful seems to slip
Through it all I stumble and trip
The darkness, this time, leaves me wanting
Days that aren’t so haunting
All my talent, I’m not flaunting ...
1001 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Sep 2011 10:50am
9th Sep 2011 10:50am
In The Ashes
I break without bleeding
And I’m crazy when I’m grieving
I hate that I’m still needing
Somehow I keep on breathing
All the pain, it makes me blind
Keeps my sanity in a bind
To myself, I can be so unkind
Blank it out just to unwind
The world is changed when I fall
It keeps on moving while I stall
Ghosts creep at night down the hall
Pinning me up against the wall
The memories bleed, resurrected
I am the opposite of connected
I stumble around, cold, dejected
Some new master is elected
I sleep...
And I’m crazy when I’m grieving
I hate that I’m still needing
Somehow I keep on breathing
All the pain, it makes me blind
Keeps my sanity in a bind
To myself, I can be so unkind
Blank it out just to unwind
The world is changed when I fall
It keeps on moving while I stall
Ghosts creep at night down the hall
Pinning me up against the wall
The memories bleed, resurrected
I am the opposite of connected
I stumble around, cold, dejected
Some new master is elected
I sleep...
998 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Sep 2011 9:48pm
7th Sep 2011 9:48pm
If I was to live forever
(Collab by Indie & Soulwrites)
Indie
stevieb
Would you believe in heaven, if it meant that you could live forever?
Would it make you happy if there were ties you would never sever?
I’ve seen the realm of darkness and let it lead me astray
Would you want to live forever, if every day was a perfect day?
As I sit in agony, contemplating this decision I have to make,
realizing that if every day was perfect, I wouldn't want to stay.
We need some darkness, or we won't have any balance,
with too much light, I'd lose my dark poetry...
Indie
stevieb
Would you believe in heaven, if it meant that you could live forever?
Would it make you happy if there were ties you would never sever?
I’ve seen the realm of darkness and let it lead me astray
Would you want to live forever, if every day was a perfect day?
As I sit in agony, contemplating this decision I have to make,
realizing that if every day was perfect, I wouldn't want to stay.
We need some darkness, or we won't have any balance,
with too much light, I'd lose my dark poetry...
1024 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Sep 2011 1:17am
7th Sep 2011 1:17am
Insomniatic
When you have insomnia
You’re never really asleep…
And you’re never really awake.
The things that define reality and dreams
Blur together and cease to exist
My mind wanders
And bumps into things in the dark
I stumble over tomorrows ghosts
As they shimmer in the shadows
Losing themselves before they begin
I laugh at the thought of lactating owls
I don’t know why it’s funny
I choke on my smoke
Coughing until the hysteria subsides
And the fall begins
I’m talking to the walls again...
You’re never really asleep…
And you’re never really awake.
The things that define reality and dreams
Blur together and cease to exist
My mind wanders
And bumps into things in the dark
I stumble over tomorrows ghosts
As they shimmer in the shadows
Losing themselves before they begin
I laugh at the thought of lactating owls
I don’t know why it’s funny
I choke on my smoke
Coughing until the hysteria subsides
And the fall begins
I’m talking to the walls again...
1138 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 9:34pm
6th Sep 2011 9:34pm
The Secrets Within
I’ll retreat from the shame inside
Where all the pain resides
Take a break from the thoughts
Close off where my battles are fought
Yellow tape cordons off
The places marshmellowy soft
The things they don’t need to know
My life is not a reality show
I see the way they look at me
I’m never what they want me to be
Turn around to walk a lie
The list goes on of what I deny
Tears come down when I’m alone
Shut down the computer, turn off the phone
How do I find the words to say…
When no one believed me yesterday?
Take a...
Where all the pain resides
Take a break from the thoughts
Close off where my battles are fought
Yellow tape cordons off
The places marshmellowy soft
The things they don’t need to know
My life is not a reality show
I see the way they look at me
I’m never what they want me to be
Turn around to walk a lie
The list goes on of what I deny
Tears come down when I’m alone
Shut down the computer, turn off the phone
How do I find the words to say…
When no one believed me yesterday?
Take a...
919 reads
2 Comments
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