Submissions by Karrabear (Question)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry as a hobby and an emotional release. But I do really love it and hope to do something with my writing one day.
Time
Shadows pass me by,
People on the run,
Life moving to fast,
Leaving us behind.
There is no power
In the voice of a child,
Begging the world to stop!
There is only time,
Stretching before her hand,
Creating miracles
And taking them away.
She can only go with it,
Ride the current
And enjoy the ride.
Before life leaves her side,
And time abandons her,
Love is lost,
And joy can't be found.
Time has blessed her,
He can also curse her.
She can scream all she wants.
Or she can smile,
And...
People on the run,
Life moving to fast,
Leaving us behind.
There is no power
In the voice of a child,
Begging the world to stop!
There is only time,
Stretching before her hand,
Creating miracles
And taking them away.
She can only go with it,
Ride the current
And enjoy the ride.
Before life leaves her side,
And time abandons her,
Love is lost,
And joy can't be found.
Time has blessed her,
He can also curse her.
She can scream all she wants.
Or she can smile,
And...
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What You Need to Hear
What you need to hear
Is the sound of my heart
Ripping apart
When I see you're face.
What you need to know,
Is that I love you so,
But you left me alone,
And you're so close!
Why?
Why can I not scream!
Scream at you...
For abandoning me?
Why can I not forget?
What I wish you knew.
Daddy I love you.
I want you.
I need you here!
Wasn't I your baby girl?
Wasn't I your pal?
Were all those years a lie?
How can I look at you now?
How can I face the mirror,
I look like you.
I...
Is the sound of my heart
Ripping apart
When I see you're face.
What you need to know,
Is that I love you so,
But you left me alone,
And you're so close!
Why?
Why can I not scream!
Scream at you...
For abandoning me?
Why can I not forget?
What I wish you knew.
Daddy I love you.
I want you.
I need you here!
Wasn't I your baby girl?
Wasn't I your pal?
Were all those years a lie?
How can I look at you now?
How can I face the mirror,
I look like you.
I...
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College Major: Art
Stop tapping that pencil!
No idea will ever come to me.
But it's worth it right?
All this hard work?
You'll have arthritis no doubt,
And be lonely in the streets.
I'll travel the world!
A dream not meant to be.
Why not be a doctor?
Blood and guts I can draw,
Just as well as anyone cutting.
You'd make more money no doubt.
My cousin is a nurse.
That's what she wants.
This is about me.
It never is!
It's about ever damn,
Freaking,
Person in the world!
For once I want it not to...
No idea will ever come to me.
But it's worth it right?
All this hard work?
You'll have arthritis no doubt,
And be lonely in the streets.
I'll travel the world!
A dream not meant to be.
Why not be a doctor?
Blood and guts I can draw,
Just as well as anyone cutting.
You'd make more money no doubt.
My cousin is a nurse.
That's what she wants.
This is about me.
It never is!
It's about ever damn,
Freaking,
Person in the world!
For once I want it not to...
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This Place
Among the vast city,
There are no comforts.
No soul purpose,
As they bombard you
With noble missions.
There is no acceptance,
It must be portrayed
To the world,
Who you are,
Naked as a baby,
And just as easily molded.
But my friends,
Here I am, as if I never left;
You take me in
With open arms,
And golden smiles,
Filled with joy.
We can dance,
In the spring of life!
No world owns us
For we own the world.
There is no solitude,
And should I ever find myself lost, ...
There are no comforts.
No soul purpose,
As they bombard you
With noble missions.
There is no acceptance,
It must be portrayed
To the world,
Who you are,
Naked as a baby,
And just as easily molded.
But my friends,
Here I am, as if I never left;
You take me in
With open arms,
And golden smiles,
Filled with joy.
We can dance,
In the spring of life!
No world owns us
For we own the world.
There is no solitude,
And should I ever find myself lost, ...
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What Seems Wrong
In the mirror I see a girl,
I guess she's rather cute.
If it wasn't for
Her short cuts,
Boyish wants,
And quiet eyes.
In the mirror is a boy,
I guess he looks
Much like a girl.
With his chest
That's hard to hid
For the worlds eye.
Tiny fingers running down;
Brown face,
Burnt arms,
Protruding breasts,
A tummy underneath,
And thick thighs.
It all seems wrong.
I seem wrong.
There isn't a bigger flaw
Than me.
I guess she's rather cute.
If it wasn't for
Her short cuts,
Boyish wants,
And quiet eyes.
In the mirror is a boy,
I guess he looks
Much like a girl.
With his chest
That's hard to hid
For the worlds eye.
Tiny fingers running down;
Brown face,
Burnt arms,
Protruding breasts,
A tummy underneath,
And thick thighs.
It all seems wrong.
I seem wrong.
There isn't a bigger flaw
Than me.
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What is "Me"?
Boundaries do not exist.
For what is known as "me"
Transcends all of life
And it's entitlements.
Time cannot exist,
Nor does it matter.
Life is just a fact,
A false fear.
My name is written,
Among the stars,
That encompasses
my Soul.
My life is bleed
Into the earth,
That cherishes,
my Soul.
My whole
Is here,
It is there,
Somewhere off
and somewhere near.
My whole is all of "me".
And all the forms
It can be.
For what is known as "me"
Transcends all of life
And it's entitlements.
Time cannot exist,
Nor does it matter.
Life is just a fact,
A false fear.
My name is written,
Among the stars,
That encompasses
my Soul.
My life is bleed
Into the earth,
That cherishes,
my Soul.
My whole
Is here,
It is there,
Somewhere off
and somewhere near.
My whole is all of "me".
And all the forms
It can be.
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Words Before my Hands
All I could do was walk,
And look, and touch, and feel.
Never did a word compare,
The world before my hands.
And look, and touch, and feel.
Never did a word compare,
The world before my hands.
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A Stranger, A Shadow, and a Friend
Dear stranger in the desert,
You who walk on lonely feet
And naked to the sun.
Glossy with tears,
Begging every cloud,
To release a drop of sympathy.
Do I look as lost as you do?
I am just a mirror after all,
We are all we have.
Dear stranger,
Whom I hardly know.
If only we were not so alone.
Then stranger- that I know,
Could we hold each other
In warm comfort
And assurance?
There's a friend along the way,
If only we can make it there,
Pulling along our faithful shadow,
Who drags its...
You who walk on lonely feet
And naked to the sun.
Glossy with tears,
Begging every cloud,
To release a drop of sympathy.
Do I look as lost as you do?
I am just a mirror after all,
We are all we have.
Dear stranger,
Whom I hardly know.
If only we were not so alone.
Then stranger- that I know,
Could we hold each other
In warm comfort
And assurance?
There's a friend along the way,
If only we can make it there,
Pulling along our faithful shadow,
Who drags its...
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The Woeful Song of Hope
(http://blogs.discovery.com/animal_news/2012/05/52-hertz-the-loneliest-whale-in-the-world.html)
Fifty-two and I'm alone,
My voice a mournful song.
Calling out through the waves,
To the far off worlds.
Someone hear me!
Someone see me!
Anyone...
The seas are dark,
A bottom of death,
Above me,
Bellow me.
There is nothing left.
Worry not,
You'll see me yet.
I'm growing strong,
All along,
The years have passed.
I've grown up.
I'll continue strong,
Because there's...
Fifty-two and I'm alone,
My voice a mournful song.
Calling out through the waves,
To the far off worlds.
Someone hear me!
Someone see me!
Anyone...
The seas are dark,
A bottom of death,
Above me,
Bellow me.
There is nothing left.
Worry not,
You'll see me yet.
I'm growing strong,
All along,
The years have passed.
I've grown up.
I'll continue strong,
Because there's...
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No One Like You
No single person will ever scare me,
For I have lived
Through the event called 'you'.
No single person will I ever hate,
Because sometimes,
You're too much to take!
No single person will ever make me cry,
In such a way,
That only you know how to do.
No, only you can make me cringe,
At the sound of your voice,
I'm ready, out the door.
No single person will ever know,
The secrets that you do,
Because I was to embarrassed to ask,
Anyone but you.
No single person will understand,
My style,
Which is...
For I have lived
Through the event called 'you'.
No single person will I ever hate,
Because sometimes,
You're too much to take!
No single person will ever make me cry,
In such a way,
That only you know how to do.
No, only you can make me cringe,
At the sound of your voice,
I'm ready, out the door.
No single person will ever know,
The secrets that you do,
Because I was to embarrassed to ask,
Anyone but you.
No single person will understand,
My style,
Which is...
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My Favorite Song
Your heart is beating,
Rat-tap-tap to the drum
Of your own melody.
You are not me,
I am not you,
And we each create
Our own unique tune.
I wouldn't listen
To any other band but us,
Because we clash in a screech,
And clatter around the air,
And refuse to write lyrics
For the sake of popularity.
That is why you are my favorite song.
Rat-tap-tap to the drum
Of your own melody.
You are not me,
I am not you,
And we each create
Our own unique tune.
I wouldn't listen
To any other band but us,
Because we clash in a screech,
And clatter around the air,
And refuse to write lyrics
For the sake of popularity.
That is why you are my favorite song.
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Wishes in the Drought
Walking through this desert land,
Reaching high its dragons breath,
Burning away our lovely Rain,
This land where nothing changes-
still and stagnant, and ever still,
Shifting like a snake beneath me.
Below are my weary feet,
Bare burned and baked by the sun.
Not a cloud is my friend,
And my feet are moist?
Oh, it's only from my dusty tears,
That never cease to fall.
Dear Rain won't you come?
Be a friend for me,
And turn this sand, this dusty land
Of old bones and death,
Turn this all away from me. ...
Reaching high its dragons breath,
Burning away our lovely Rain,
This land where nothing changes-
still and stagnant, and ever still,
Shifting like a snake beneath me.
Below are my weary feet,
Bare burned and baked by the sun.
Not a cloud is my friend,
And my feet are moist?
Oh, it's only from my dusty tears,
That never cease to fall.
Dear Rain won't you come?
Be a friend for me,
And turn this sand, this dusty land
Of old bones and death,
Turn this all away from me. ...
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