Submissions by Kasai
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I wouldn't say I'm an inexperienced poet, but staying in the lines has never been one of my strong points. 😊
LOVE POEM
Published
Yesterday 6:38am
Yesterday 6:38am
Gypsy grey
good company is hard to find
I stopped looking years ago
color me lonely
any night of the week
& I'll still be a fool
in the morning
but I'll never
pay top shelf
to see the bottom
of another glass
that's a different kind of empty...
I stopped looking years ago
color me lonely
any night of the week
& I'll still be a fool
in the morning
but I'll never
pay top shelf
to see the bottom
of another glass
that's a different kind of empty...
#love
#loneliness
48 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2023 8:11pm
4th Feb 2023 8:11pm
cut&run lover
runaway my heart again
don't catch me
I won't fall
& I won't be your
love poem
anymore
I can't say
I'm good for you
& I won't say
you're the one
If you decide to leave me
I'll never have to run
Don't ask me
to love you
Or if I could at all
just promise
you'll catch me
before I can fall
don't catch me
I won't fall
& I won't be your
love poem
anymore
I can't say
I'm good for you
& I won't say
you're the one
If you decide to leave me
I'll never have to run
Don't ask me
to love you
Or if I could at all
just promise
you'll catch me
before I can fall
#love
47 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Feb 2023 9:21pm
1st Feb 2023 9:21pm
Lovers lost
He who delights in solitude
is either a wild beast or a God
- Friedrich Nietzsche
I'd do it all again,
my bridges are so lovely these days.
the mosses & things that grow green
feel divine against my skin.
women like me...
maybe there's a reason
our eyes are
so many shades of blue.
I'll never tell the wind to blow,
but I hope she carries me home.
is either a wild beast or a God
- Friedrich Nietzsche
I'd do it all again,
my bridges are so lovely these days.
the mosses & things that grow green
feel divine against my skin.
women like me...
maybe there's a reason
our eyes are
so many shades of blue.
I'll never tell the wind to blow,
but I hope she carries me home.
#love
97 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jan 2023 5:45pm
24th Jan 2023 5:45pm
Bete noire
diluted,
bitter like cheap whiskey
there's somethin'
about a woman in blue
& she ran off with lonely
a long time ago.
maybe it took a man like you
to ruin her, or maybe
it was the other way around,
you can taste it on her skin
those sad, doe eyes pulling at you
over the top of a dirty glass,
that's enough to get lost in
if you're looking for trouble.
she's a .38 special
with one in the chamber,
make sure your name isn't on it,
she doesn't miss.
You don't...
bitter like cheap whiskey
there's somethin'
about a woman in blue
& she ran off with lonely
a long time ago.
maybe it took a man like you
to ruin her, or maybe
it was the other way around,
you can taste it on her skin
those sad, doe eyes pulling at you
over the top of a dirty glass,
that's enough to get lost in
if you're looking for trouble.
she's a .38 special
with one in the chamber,
make sure your name isn't on it,
she doesn't miss.
You don't...
#love
112 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2023 10:33am
19th Jan 2023 10:33am
morning birds
he asked me
why the door was locked
my love, how I tremble when you go,
the sound of your departure
leaves me quiet & defeated
& my lips have grown accustomed
to the sting.
as the low growl of intention
singes the ears of my angels,
I hold them tightly, I listen.
the morning birds
will tell me when it's safe.
I locked the door my love,
I think it's best that way...
why the door was locked
my love, how I tremble when you go,
the sound of your departure
leaves me quiet & defeated
& my lips have grown accustomed
to the sting.
as the low growl of intention
singes the ears of my angels,
I hold them tightly, I listen.
the morning birds
will tell me when it's safe.
I locked the door my love,
I think it's best that way...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#DomesticViolence
123 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2022 6:17am
2nd Sep 2022 6:17am
Bijou
Streetlight hits
these dusty blinds
so desperately
Shot full of holes
Hanging by one
last whisper
Black and white
I hide behind
the illusion
My heart
The only
Stone I carry
these dusty blinds
so desperately
Shot full of holes
Hanging by one
last whisper
Black and white
I hide behind
the illusion
My heart
The only
Stone I carry
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
269 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jul 2022 10:51pm
21st Jul 2022 10:51pm
I'm not the one
My love, I am not her.
Strength is a burden
and I cannot be small
beneath the weight of it.
If I only held up half the sky,
I'll have been as foolish
as the wisest curl
upon my head.
The clouds have intentions
but rain has no desire,
It slips quietly
through the cracks
and I envy every drop.
Strength is a burden
and I cannot be small
beneath the weight of it.
If I only held up half the sky,
I'll have been as foolish
as the wisest curl
upon my head.
The clouds have intentions
but rain has no desire,
It slips quietly
through the cracks
and I envy every drop.
#love
#LifeStruggles
396 reads
8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Jun 2022 9:42am
19th Jun 2022 9:42am
Whisper me hope
I'm in love
with the mountains.
I miss the way they cradle the sky
like earthbound Gods.
But these walls are whispered,
hung with a handful
of cheap thumbtacks
in the corner of a dingy room.
The stars still know my name
and I hold them so tightly
in my forgotten hands.
Last time the sun rose
I was someone else.
May the shadow of my burdens
be always cast behind me.
with the mountains.
I miss the way they cradle the sky
like earthbound Gods.
But these walls are whispered,
hung with a handful
of cheap thumbtacks
in the corner of a dingy room.
The stars still know my name
and I hold them so tightly
in my forgotten hands.
Last time the sun rose
I was someone else.
May the shadow of my burdens
be always cast behind me.
#hope
#LifeStruggles
456 reads
21 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jun 2022 7:08am
16th Jun 2022 7:08am
Bring to Naught My Bones
I never liked to sleep alone
but there wasn't room
in his ivory bed
for a woman like me,
the other ghosts had slept there
much longer than I.
He kept the closet doors shut tight
so the voices weren't as loud
and couldn't understand
why the reflections
in the black of my eyes
always made him small.
If I could find the things I've left behind
I wouldn't want 'em back
I buried those bones a long time ago...
but there wasn't room
in his ivory bed
for a woman like me,
the other ghosts had slept there
much longer than I.
He kept the closet doors shut tight
so the voices weren't as loud
and couldn't understand
why the reflections
in the black of my eyes
always made him small.
If I could find the things I've left behind
I wouldn't want 'em back
I buried those bones a long time ago...
#love
357 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th Jun 2022 7:27am
7th Jun 2022 7:27am
Pretty things
Lay hold of my heart
like the moon does the sea.
I pray my soul thrives
In the darkest of depths
and I never forget the sun.
Love is a beautiful tyranny
and the winner
always loses the most.
May someone remember
the light in our eyes...
like the moon does the sea.
I pray my soul thrives
In the darkest of depths
and I never forget the sun.
Love is a beautiful tyranny
and the winner
always loses the most.
May someone remember
the light in our eyes...
#love
392 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2022 10:53am
2nd Jun 2022 10:53am
Clay Palette
Lies come in too many colors,
blue is green and green is blue…
They all run together in the dark.
Maybe I’m just color blind.
Rock-a-bye beneath the pines,
too dark to hang a moon.
Never grows a branch of lies,
sacred places heal the wounds.
Wise old owl and his
naked, bottomless question
with too many answers…
I have questions too
blue is green and green is blue…
They all run together in the dark.
Maybe I’m just color blind.
Rock-a-bye beneath the pines,
too dark to hang a moon.
Never grows a branch of lies,
sacred places heal the wounds.
Wise old owl and his
naked, bottomless question
with too many answers…
I have questions too
#LifeStruggles
#healing
364 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th May 2022 00:35am
16th May 2022 00:35am
Hireath To Passion
#heartbroken
#spiritual
268 reads
8 Comments
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