Submissions by Isaac_13
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i may not be as good as the writers here but i hope you'll enjoy reading my poems. ill appreciate every comment, positive or negative:))
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2012 11:32am
17th Feb 2012 11:32am
Last Lullaby
I lay in my death bed-
seriously ill
fading sight and my head
is losing it's will
She stays by my side
with worries and tears
but i'm ready for the ride
i feel no fear
She watched me the whole night
which i don't even deserve
her touch eases me
when the pain strikes my nerves
It's getting cold now and dark
i can feel it's the mark
so my last words I tell her
with a soft short whisper:
"I'm just a nobody
but thanks for loving me
when im gone, find somebody
who'll make you feel free-
free as a...
seriously ill
fading sight and my head
is losing it's will
She stays by my side
with worries and tears
but i'm ready for the ride
i feel no fear
She watched me the whole night
which i don't even deserve
her touch eases me
when the pain strikes my nerves
It's getting cold now and dark
i can feel it's the mark
so my last words I tell her
with a soft short whisper:
"I'm just a nobody
but thanks for loving me
when im gone, find somebody
who'll make you feel free-
free as a...
632 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2012 11:30am
17th Feb 2012 11:30am
Arrowheads
Cause I'll be your pawn
And I'll be your knight
And I will be your wing
And I will be your flight
And I will be your flare
And I will be your sight
And I'll be your morphine
When the arrows strike
And I'll be your knight
And I will be your wing
And I will be your flight
And I will be your flare
And I will be your sight
And I'll be your morphine
When the arrows strike
682 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2012 1:07am
15th Feb 2012 1:07am
Hello Goodbye
Whilst emptiness reign over
You glared like the moonlight
The joy- you uncovered
And the feeling is so right
The affection we both share
How I wish we could keep
It's like the warmth of a flare
In a cold night sleep
Someday we will figure
If such bond is forever
Or just a moment to cherish
But in the morning will perish
You glared like the moonlight
The joy- you uncovered
And the feeling is so right
The affection we both share
How I wish we could keep
It's like the warmth of a flare
In a cold night sleep
Someday we will figure
If such bond is forever
Or just a moment to cherish
But in the morning will perish
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Feb 2012 7:27am
12th Feb 2012 7:27am
One Sunny Day
On the trees shadow
the kids love to play
Joyous- a picture of
a fine sunny day.
far from the thoughts of
politics and economy,
their heart is still pure,
innocent, and lovely.
Vast as the plains
they love to run on,
huge as the mountains
they love to climb on,
their dreams are endless
deeper than the ocean's deep.
as if they could walk
the world with their bare feet
I wish that such sight
will stay close to home.
I wish that life is
as simple as this poem.
the kids love to play
Joyous- a picture of
a fine sunny day.
far from the thoughts of
politics and economy,
their heart is still pure,
innocent, and lovely.
Vast as the plains
they love to run on,
huge as the mountains
they love to climb on,
their dreams are endless
deeper than the ocean's deep.
as if they could walk
the world with their bare feet
I wish that such sight
will stay close to home.
I wish that life is
as simple as this poem.
704 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Feb 2012 7:26am
12th Feb 2012 7:26am
Hour Glass
My name is Pluto
I live in despair
Alone and belittled
Could life be more fair?
You can laugh all you want
But my vengeance is time
When the sun lose it's light
Your soul will be mine!
I live in despair
Alone and belittled
Could life be more fair?
You can laugh all you want
But my vengeance is time
When the sun lose it's light
Your soul will be mine!
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 11:01pm
9th Feb 2012 11:01pm
Summer Solstice
It's been three months and a day,
I reckon.
we had to separate ways
to find our soul.
a sudden gush that broke
our silly smiles;
that caused our dreams
to miss the aisle.
we couldn't fix
what was broken.
we couldn't pick up
what had fallen.
it was a short lived
laughter after all;
or just another summer
to welcome the fall...
I reckon.
we had to separate ways
to find our soul.
a sudden gush that broke
our silly smiles;
that caused our dreams
to miss the aisle.
we couldn't fix
what was broken.
we couldn't pick up
what had fallen.
it was a short lived
laughter after all;
or just another summer
to welcome the fall...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 10:55pm
9th Feb 2012 10:55pm
Shaddow Puppets
Dim light
the yellow flame
from the candle
casts shadows on my walls-
dancing side by side
whenever the wind blows.
such fragile fire
brings nostalgic memories
of me as a kid,
enjoying my little sanctuary
when the light goes out and a
fierce storm is smothering
our small village.
nature whistles and it creates a
soundscape that terrifies the elders-
like dirge played at dawn.
Nothing to worry about
for I have my sanctuary.
and nothing seems to
excite me any better
than the possibility of
not having to go to...
the yellow flame
from the candle
casts shadows on my walls-
dancing side by side
whenever the wind blows.
such fragile fire
brings nostalgic memories
of me as a kid,
enjoying my little sanctuary
when the light goes out and a
fierce storm is smothering
our small village.
nature whistles and it creates a
soundscape that terrifies the elders-
like dirge played at dawn.
Nothing to worry about
for I have my sanctuary.
and nothing seems to
excite me any better
than the possibility of
not having to go to...
500 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 1:54pm
9th Feb 2012 1:54pm
Firefly
I thought it was a firefly
flying low in a distant sky
off i strode towards the light
with such great haste and might
it had been years since i last witness
i was eight years old then, I guess
nothing too significant to say
it just feels better when the cement was clay
nostalgia bites like
when an old song is being played.
it quickly captures you into
a world with white and grey shade
i just miss their sight
the fondness of their light
the blinking beauty
of that flickering light.
flying low in a distant sky
off i strode towards the light
with such great haste and might
it had been years since i last witness
i was eight years old then, I guess
nothing too significant to say
it just feels better when the cement was clay
nostalgia bites like
when an old song is being played.
it quickly captures you into
a world with white and grey shade
i just miss their sight
the fondness of their light
the blinking beauty
of that flickering light.
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 1:50pm
9th Feb 2012 1:50pm
Espresso Shot
Down with melancholy and a bit of disgust;
This cold metal heart is slowly bound to rust
Yes. Life's ocean, they say, is pleasant and vast
But to me, it's feign and will finally be dust
Trudging on this belief, as I saw your light
You have my zeal back, and made my world bright
This cold metal heart is slowly bound to rust
Yes. Life's ocean, they say, is pleasant and vast
But to me, it's feign and will finally be dust
Trudging on this belief, as I saw your light
You have my zeal back, and made my world bright
632 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 5:25pm
8th Feb 2012 5:25pm
a story of a murderer
Mother.
Can you buy me a pistol
so I can shoot down
every people that I hate?
Specially that man
who thinks that
this entire landscape
is a big trash can,
and he can just simply
drop his candy wrapper
anywhere.
I'll shoot him down
while he listens
to his mindless
pop songs, and
as he blabbers to his
friends about
how his father is so skillful
in stealing money
from the government.
After that, I'll kill that guy
wearing no shirt,
for he never cared about sending
his kids to...
Can you buy me a pistol
so I can shoot down
every people that I hate?
Specially that man
who thinks that
this entire landscape
is a big trash can,
and he can just simply
drop his candy wrapper
anywhere.
I'll shoot him down
while he listens
to his mindless
pop songs, and
as he blabbers to his
friends about
how his father is so skillful
in stealing money
from the government.
After that, I'll kill that guy
wearing no shirt,
for he never cared about sending
his kids to...
639 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 5:23pm
8th Feb 2012 5:23pm
Crimson Sky
Midnight.
the moon was
the only light that revealed
the secret,
of what was underneath the silk blanket.
to which there lied a body of two - but as one.
conducted by icy cold hands, but
a gentle warm arm.
Dreams were stolen
from their sleep.
Bringing to life -
those fantasies and desires, and helpless hesitations,
from the thoughts and thrusts,
and stabs-and-strokes.
carving ambiguous emotions,
bringing pains and pleasures.
Rolling eyeballs and scratches.
how Hercules his body was.
and hers was...
the moon was
the only light that revealed
the secret,
of what was underneath the silk blanket.
to which there lied a body of two - but as one.
conducted by icy cold hands, but
a gentle warm arm.
Dreams were stolen
from their sleep.
Bringing to life -
those fantasies and desires, and helpless hesitations,
from the thoughts and thrusts,
and stabs-and-strokes.
carving ambiguous emotions,
bringing pains and pleasures.
Rolling eyeballs and scratches.
how Hercules his body was.
and hers was...
831 reads
0 Comments
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