Submissions by Katarina
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
31st May 2018 10:23pm
31st May 2018 10:23pm
Sunflower
I wonder why you think of me,
When I’m just a sunflower,
A pretty weed.
Others are roses, gorgeous beyond compare.
Some are thornless,
Why aren’t you there?
Why be with a weed, only one color?
You could have whichever you want, so I just can’t understand.
I am the sunflower, beautiful at times and others not enough.
When I’m just a sunflower,
A pretty weed.
Others are roses, gorgeous beyond compare.
Some are thornless,
Why aren’t you there?
Why be with a weed, only one color?
You could have whichever you want, so I just can’t understand.
I am the sunflower, beautiful at times and others not enough.
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
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STORY POEM
Published
31st May 2018 10:22pm
31st May 2018 10:22pm
Write Me a Story
walked into that day,
Seeing that man typing anxiously.
He stopped for a minute,
Looked at me,
“ You look like you need something from me.”
I asked what he was writing, he responded with, “ My heart, my dreams… her.”
Then I said,
“Can you write me a story?
Push the ink into a new masterpiece.
With every stroke, bring my dream to me.
Write the story I’ve always wanted...
Make her there, dressed in white, my angel sent in the night.
Have her say “I do” then sneak away through a veil of light.
Just… write me a story” ...
Seeing that man typing anxiously.
He stopped for a minute,
Looked at me,
“ You look like you need something from me.”
I asked what he was writing, he responded with, “ My heart, my dreams… her.”
Then I said,
“Can you write me a story?
Push the ink into a new masterpiece.
With every stroke, bring my dream to me.
Write the story I’ve always wanted...
Make her there, dressed in white, my angel sent in the night.
Have her say “I do” then sneak away through a veil of light.
Just… write me a story” ...
#love
#dreams
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd May 2018 9:22pm
22nd May 2018 9:22pm
Words of Me
Words of me whisper through the moon
To tell my story of the past…
Of the future…
Of the present
Words of another time shadow my eyes.
Turn to ash in the sunrise
Dissipate in the mirror-
Turn to gold in my hair.
To tell my story of the past…
Of the future…
Of the present
Words of another time shadow my eyes.
Turn to ash in the sunrise
Dissipate in the mirror-
Turn to gold in my hair.
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd May 2018 9:22pm
22nd May 2018 9:22pm
Jail Break
I’m Mark Twain on the Mississippi,
Hemingway with a shot of whisky.
Modern day Shakespeare mixed with a little bourbon on a Monday.
Whitman’s Song of the Open Road dancing with the Leaves of Grass-
Though one day they will say I was the last.
But where will they be?
Living in gray love,
Basking in the gray sun.
Living in the ebony shades of evening,
Never dancing in the silvers of the day.
I may be the last, but at least I can see the colors of your mind that force its way through temptation and rage.
Both sides imprison you to...
Hemingway with a shot of whisky.
Modern day Shakespeare mixed with a little bourbon on a Monday.
Whitman’s Song of the Open Road dancing with the Leaves of Grass-
Though one day they will say I was the last.
But where will they be?
Living in gray love,
Basking in the gray sun.
Living in the ebony shades of evening,
Never dancing in the silvers of the day.
I may be the last, but at least I can see the colors of your mind that force its way through temptation and rage.
Both sides imprison you to...
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #freedom
#WritingPoetry #freedom
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st May 2018 7:25pm
21st May 2018 7:25pm
Whisper
Color bursts forth,
There’s a storm coming in
And deep inside,
There’s a whisper in the wind.
It’s calling from the distance.
It’s calling
It’s calling
Saying it never existed.
Street lamps turn to ash,
Black all around.
Lonely in the dark abyss?
How?
With all the colors around?
And the whisper never dies.
There’s a storm coming in
And deep inside,
There’s a whisper in the wind.
It’s calling from the distance.
It’s calling
It’s calling
Saying it never existed.
Street lamps turn to ash,
Black all around.
Lonely in the dark abyss?
How?
With all the colors around?
And the whisper never dies.
#love
375 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st May 2018 7:12pm
21st May 2018 7:12pm
Warrior of a Woman
Painted in beauty-
Not the ordinary paint women paint their faces with.
Painted in war stripes you can see her there.
You don’t know her.
You can’t understand her fully.
Her mind has too many crossroads to do such.
Her, with her brown hair blowing, has different plans.
She can be seen everywhere in everyone-
The warrior in every woman.
Not the ordinary paint women paint their faces with.
Painted in war stripes you can see her there.
You don’t know her.
You can’t understand her fully.
Her mind has too many crossroads to do such.
Her, with her brown hair blowing, has different plans.
She can be seen everywhere in everyone-
The warrior in every woman.
#love
#women
#identity
#war
#historical
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STORY POEM
Published
29th Mar 2018 8:05pm
29th Mar 2018 8:05pm
Between
Between Love and Hate is where I find my debate.
Between Knowing and Understanding is where I am Lying.
Between Awake and Asleep is where I am at Peace.
Then Reality exists without Me.
Between Dream and Reality is where I am.
All I am is Uncertainty.
Between Knowing and Understanding is where I am Lying.
Between Awake and Asleep is where I am at Peace.
Then Reality exists without Me.
Between Dream and Reality is where I am.
All I am is Uncertainty.
#love
#relationships
450 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 7:11pm
11th Dec 2017 7:11pm
Elizabeth
Elizabeth, dressed in white.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all was as it seemed...
With walls of stone,
her lover had been waiting to be deemed...
In this realm by the sea.
Elizabeth, dressed in white.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all is what it seems.
He pictures his sweet beauty that he waits upon,
but the ocean came and stole her breath for its selfish deeds.
Elizabeth, dressed in white.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all is what it seems.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all was as it seemed...
With walls of stone,
her lover had been waiting to be deemed...
In this realm by the sea.
Elizabeth, dressed in white.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all is what it seems.
He pictures his sweet beauty that he waits upon,
but the ocean came and stole her breath for its selfish deeds.
Elizabeth, dressed in white.
Off to the sea.
In this realm, not all is what it seems.
505 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Dec 2017 5:50am
6th Dec 2017 5:50am
The Letter
She held on to a single letter,
nothing else mattered.
She kept his words in a box and examined them from time to time.
A box full of other letters from another world.
Seeping through the seams, suffocating.
She kept hold of that single letter
as a reminder of a love once,
before the war,
before his boots were covered in gunpowder,
before the terrors came to life.
She held on to that single letter,
dated with yellow tint, ragged edges, fragile, but powerful in depth.
Written rapidly in a moment of such a love that...
nothing else mattered.
She kept his words in a box and examined them from time to time.
A box full of other letters from another world.
Seeping through the seams, suffocating.
She kept hold of that single letter
as a reminder of a love once,
before the war,
before his boots were covered in gunpowder,
before the terrors came to life.
She held on to that single letter,
dated with yellow tint, ragged edges, fragile, but powerful in depth.
Written rapidly in a moment of such a love that...
498 reads
7 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Dec 2017 7:29pm
1st Dec 2017 7:29pm
My Love
Hands of leather that turn into
velvet with every stroke.
Eyes that drift into another time.
Arms that always welcome me.
And lips covered in temptation
I never knew existed.
Hair, that tells a story in each wave of time.
Dark as gunpowder from another dimension.
When he speaks, Earth and Heaven rejoice in the sound, speaking of their life, as others walk around to doubt,
Many may not see it the same, but if only they knew,
How his heart seeps its way into mine
velvet with every stroke.
Eyes that drift into another time.
Arms that always welcome me.
And lips covered in temptation
I never knew existed.
Hair, that tells a story in each wave of time.
Dark as gunpowder from another dimension.
When he speaks, Earth and Heaven rejoice in the sound, speaking of their life, as others walk around to doubt,
Many may not see it the same, but if only they knew,
How his heart seeps its way into mine
580 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Dec 2017 7:18pm
1st Dec 2017 7:18pm
Tell Tale Eyes
Your eyes tell on you
m'dear
you look at me once and I know what you say is deception-
you may not mean to do this,
but those words you say in
silence scream from your soul
m'dear
How many arrays of gray can I
unfold and read?
Because every time that's all I see
m'dear
your skin may age,
your voice may break,
your memory may fade,
but your eyes will remain the same.
m'dear
you look at me once and I know what you say is deception-
you may not mean to do this,
but those words you say in
silence scream from your soul
m'dear
How many arrays of gray can I
unfold and read?
Because every time that's all I see
m'dear
your skin may age,
your voice may break,
your memory may fade,
but your eyes will remain the same.
449 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
30th Nov 2017 5:16am
30th Nov 2017 5:16am
Love of Night
My dreams come in these ordinates of light,
they come and go and they say goodnight.
You kiss me and tell me to go off to the land where you always be in my heart.
A heart that beats too many times to count once you walk through an atmosphere of darkness.
Hold me close and make my fears dissipate once more...
they come and go and they say goodnight.
You kiss me and tell me to go off to the land where you always be in my heart.
A heart that beats too many times to count once you walk through an atmosphere of darkness.
Hold me close and make my fears dissipate once more...
518 reads
2 Comments
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