Submissions by Kara_jean
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2016 7:00pm
11th Mar 2016 7:00pm
Is a 11 a.m. an acceptable time to start drinking
Morning coffee
Contimplations
Desperation for explanations
You have thin lined my expressions
Knowing me is a chore
Oh well, I'm pretty fucking hard core
So leave
Tonight in my drunken gambling frenzy,
I will take shot in your name,
Bestfriends to the end!
Contimplations
Desperation for explanations
You have thin lined my expressions
Knowing me is a chore
Oh well, I'm pretty fucking hard core
So leave
Tonight in my drunken gambling frenzy,
I will take shot in your name,
Bestfriends to the end!
508 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2016 6:19pm
10th Mar 2016 6:19pm
Exalted fear
Running against the current
Regret I met, she winked at me
My hand she held, tracing my lines with her finger tips
Regret pointed out one benefit,
Paranoia exercise, I implemented
Engaging in rage of many souls
Their dark thick mass taunts me
"Strength train all you want," fear is heckling "your attitude is devastating, run from my words"
My glutes circumference turned out perfectly
Challenge accepted
I heard you yell from your locked room,
"I like to see her handle my day"
Girl, who won't look at me
Your...
Regret I met, she winked at me
My hand she held, tracing my lines with her finger tips
Regret pointed out one benefit,
Paranoia exercise, I implemented
Engaging in rage of many souls
Their dark thick mass taunts me
"Strength train all you want," fear is heckling "your attitude is devastating, run from my words"
My glutes circumference turned out perfectly
Challenge accepted
I heard you yell from your locked room,
"I like to see her handle my day"
Girl, who won't look at me
Your...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2016 9:31am
10th Mar 2016 9:31am
Nit pick me I beg and plead
My annoyance, has switched into compliance
Turning my creativity into defiance
Unorthodox, is hypnotizing
Know it's my smiling face so close to the glory
The cold crushing of my plates, feels more like a warm embrace
Twisted erratically
Your words, make me hunt for the taste
I do not care for your virtuous good deeds
Vicious, I may seem
Your facade, is appalling
I will still be here with no despair
Bitterness now sits in the air
Turning my creativity into defiance
Unorthodox, is hypnotizing
Know it's my smiling face so close to the glory
The cold crushing of my plates, feels more like a warm embrace
Twisted erratically
Your words, make me hunt for the taste
I do not care for your virtuous good deeds
Vicious, I may seem
Your facade, is appalling
I will still be here with no despair
Bitterness now sits in the air
577 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2016 9:28am
10th Mar 2016 9:28am
Lost it
I lost it
Regression
Laying in bed
She became friends
With the demon in her head
His name is Jim
Occasionally
He bashes frantically
Violently loving
He whispers so sweetly
I will kill you, eventually
For now, we play card games
Watching movies
While being groovy
She know's he's waiting
Maybe there friendship
Will keep him changing
She's at peace
Dying is easy
Do serial killers cry
Regression
Laying in bed
She became friends
With the demon in her head
His name is Jim
Occasionally
He bashes frantically
Violently loving
He whispers so sweetly
I will kill you, eventually
For now, we play card games
Watching movies
While being groovy
She know's he's waiting
Maybe there friendship
Will keep him changing
She's at peace
Dying is easy
Do serial killers cry
615 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2016 7:21am
9th Mar 2016 7:21am
Keeping up with her broken rhythm
Her judgemental capacity, corrupts her abilities.
Collapsing, the air knocked out of her lungs.
Self inflicted hyperventilating, head pressed against the icy glass.
He accompanied her, slowly leaning against the door.
No words explained, she is not the same.
He wrapped his arm across her shoulders, kissing her forehead.
He is relentlessly committed.
"Get up," Whispers spoken.
He held his hand out, in front of her chin.
Eyes rolled, she could not resist.
He tucked her into his heat.
Start of a sway.
Dancing to the unheard beat,...
Collapsing, the air knocked out of her lungs.
Self inflicted hyperventilating, head pressed against the icy glass.
He accompanied her, slowly leaning against the door.
No words explained, she is not the same.
He wrapped his arm across her shoulders, kissing her forehead.
He is relentlessly committed.
"Get up," Whispers spoken.
He held his hand out, in front of her chin.
Eyes rolled, she could not resist.
He tucked her into his heat.
Start of a sway.
Dancing to the unheard beat,...
682 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Mar 2016 5:31am
8th Mar 2016 5:31am
Suicide
Suicide,
Two types of feelings in production
The ones who have lived it in some way
The ones who have never felt it's brutality
I can not explain it's perplexety
I can say what it is not meant to be
Selfish should never be uttered out of mankind
How could anyone let something hold so much control
A question many hold
Have you took place of another humans body or possibly telepathically inclined
You replied no then ignorant is your judgement
I have no great epiphany in reasoning
Experience is my lead
List of eating disorders...
Two types of feelings in production
The ones who have lived it in some way
The ones who have never felt it's brutality
I can not explain it's perplexety
I can say what it is not meant to be
Selfish should never be uttered out of mankind
How could anyone let something hold so much control
A question many hold
Have you took place of another humans body or possibly telepathically inclined
You replied no then ignorant is your judgement
I have no great epiphany in reasoning
Experience is my lead
List of eating disorders...
764 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2016 11:07pm
7th Mar 2016 11:07pm
Chin up don't cry
Sitting in the self caused misery
Her choices translucent
She filled her tub with murky water
A warm bed shelter over their heads,
comfort is never enough
In this vague interpretation of what is good,
she has stiffened posture
Her choices translucent
She filled her tub with murky water
A warm bed shelter over their heads,
comfort is never enough
In this vague interpretation of what is good,
she has stiffened posture
529 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Mar 2016 7:34pm
7th Mar 2016 7:34pm
Perception
Knowledge, is not always wisdom.
Wisdom, is not always knowledge.
Strength, is not always shown through muscle mass.
Muscle mass, is not always shown through strength.
Love, is not always kindness.
Kindness, is not always love.
Changing our point of view, helps produce a clean perception.
Be humble enough to notice when our point of view is breaking.
Changing is not giving up, it's simply adjusting.
Wisdom, is not always knowledge.
Strength, is not always shown through muscle mass.
Muscle mass, is not always shown through strength.
Love, is not always kindness.
Kindness, is not always love.
Changing our point of view, helps produce a clean perception.
Be humble enough to notice when our point of view is breaking.
Changing is not giving up, it's simply adjusting.
678 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2016 7:50pm
6th Mar 2016 7:50pm
Unblemished
Unblemished,
Is ugly
Ugly, is courageous
Courageous, is strength
Strength, is failure
Failure, is the state of being weak for far to long
Our mistakes,
Our darkest hours;
Create our conviction to purpose
The will we have chosen subconsciously
Is ugly
Ugly, is courageous
Courageous, is strength
Strength, is failure
Failure, is the state of being weak for far to long
Our mistakes,
Our darkest hours;
Create our conviction to purpose
The will we have chosen subconsciously
465 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2016 7:46pm
6th Mar 2016 7:46pm
Strength
Strength:
The constant fears in the night
The perseverance, to let go of our shackled pain
To never let our rooted feet be sliced, from our trunk
The words meant to destroy us need to accomplish the opposite
Reaching the potential, we need to grow our unwilling tree
The constant fears in the night
The perseverance, to let go of our shackled pain
To never let our rooted feet be sliced, from our trunk
The words meant to destroy us need to accomplish the opposite
Reaching the potential, we need to grow our unwilling tree
657 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Mar 2016 5:35am
6th Mar 2016 5:35am
He
Love at a fast pace
The obsession hits
Tantalizing fingers
He kisses me
My heart beats
Turning away
I tell her to calm
Or we will not make to eight
I disconnected
From his warming forgiveness
I blamed my doubts on him
When he was the one holding the sign
Kara Jean your amazing
I tore it into pieces
Now I pray he sees
The fake world
Was not reality
His body next to mine
His eyes staring into my soul
This is my
Frustrating
Chaotic
Knees weak
Sweet
Sensual
Bizarrely fantastic life
My...
The obsession hits
Tantalizing fingers
He kisses me
My heart beats
Turning away
I tell her to calm
Or we will not make to eight
I disconnected
From his warming forgiveness
I blamed my doubts on him
When he was the one holding the sign
Kara Jean your amazing
I tore it into pieces
Now I pray he sees
The fake world
Was not reality
His body next to mine
His eyes staring into my soul
This is my
Frustrating
Chaotic
Knees weak
Sweet
Sensual
Bizarrely fantastic life
My...
470 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Mar 2016 2:02am
6th Mar 2016 2:02am
Life's misery felt through beauty
Stay comfortable they persisted
No moving past your boundries
Self dismantling
Purposely, destroying
Noticable, wreckage
We were never meant to live,
unblemished
No moving past your boundries
Self dismantling
Purposely, destroying
Noticable, wreckage
We were never meant to live,
unblemished
502 reads
5 Comments
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