Submissions by Ivory
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just an amateur poet trying to find herself.
Despair
I lost someone too soon;
Yet time has not slowed to accommodate my sorrow-
The world progresses as usual, unfazed by death
I guess part of losing someone is accepting the fact that they're gone-
And more than that, learning that life has to continue.
Yet time has not slowed to accommodate my sorrow-
The world progresses as usual, unfazed by death
I guess part of losing someone is accepting the fact that they're gone-
And more than that, learning that life has to continue.
#grief
#death
102 reads
5 Comments
Valentine's Day
Today my lover gave me flowers:
A bouquet of delicate red roses,
A symbol of his undying affection
I hold them gently, caressing their velvety petals
I'll set them in a glass vase, and display them in a window
And for a while, they'll still be beautiful;
But you can't stop time from withering them-
Flowers die, and so do we.
A bouquet of delicate red roses,
A symbol of his undying affection
I hold them gently, caressing their velvety petals
I'll set them in a glass vase, and display them in a window
And for a while, they'll still be beautiful;
But you can't stop time from withering them-
Flowers die, and so do we.
#love
#death
#ValentinesDay
135 reads
4 Comments
Untitled 3
Every rose was once a tiny bud
Waiting for its day to bloom.
Waiting for its day to bloom.
#rose
98 reads
8 Comments
Memory
Funny how once you've loved someone
And let them go
It's almost like you never even knew them at all;
Their memory is a long-forgotten song
Alive only in the depths of your subconscious
Until one day, you remember why it was stuck in your head
In the first place-
And you realize that even though they're not a part of your life anymore
They still manifest in every aspect of your being.
And let them go
It's almost like you never even knew them at all;
Their memory is a long-forgotten song
Alive only in the depths of your subconscious
Until one day, you remember why it was stuck in your head
In the first place-
And you realize that even though they're not a part of your life anymore
They still manifest in every aspect of your being.
#memories
116 reads
12 Comments
Untitled 2
Nothing lasts forever
Save the passage of time.
Save the passage of time.
#universe
85 reads
4 Comments
Untitled 1
The memory of what once was echoes through my mind
Like the last notes of a mourning dove's call.
Like the last notes of a mourning dove's call.
#memories
101 reads
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The Lies Illusions Tell Us
As I watch a maple swaying in the autumn breeze,
I ponder the beauty that lies in illusions;
How shooting stars are not stars,
But matter burning through the gases of our atmosphere-
How rainbows can't be chased,
Because they're merely light refracted through water-
How the moon's soft glow isn't the moon's at all,
But rather a reflection of the sunlight-
And how constellations are coincidental placements of distant balls of light,
Made into shapes by our imagination;
Indeed, so many of life's most beautiful...
I ponder the beauty that lies in illusions;
How shooting stars are not stars,
But matter burning through the gases of our atmosphere-
How rainbows can't be chased,
Because they're merely light refracted through water-
How the moon's soft glow isn't the moon's at all,
But rather a reflection of the sunlight-
And how constellations are coincidental placements of distant balls of light,
Made into shapes by our imagination;
Indeed, so many of life's most beautiful...
#heartbroken
#universe
147 reads
9 Comments
The Seashell
I found you lying on the beach
Pristine, untouched by the world's tragedies
Among the numerous once-beautiful treasures
Slowly broken down by the passage of time
As lovely as a dewdrop, you lay in wait
But I didn't pick you up, for fear that I'd break you
And so I let you go
To be reclaimed by the immortal pull of the tide
Pristine, untouched by the world's tragedies
Among the numerous once-beautiful treasures
Slowly broken down by the passage of time
As lovely as a dewdrop, you lay in wait
But I didn't pick you up, for fear that I'd break you
And so I let you go
To be reclaimed by the immortal pull of the tide
#universe
111 reads
6 Comments
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