Submissions by KylieMae (LovelyWiishes)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry for the pure joy of it. To put my Feelings in to perspective.
SELF POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 6:06pm
7th Feb 2014 6:06pm
Think Of Me
What I want is to make someone say woah …
for any reason..
I wanna make them think of me as
strange, beautiful, weird, smart, random, bad, pretty,
interesting, unique, fucked, messed up, nice, a bitch,
Anything.
I just want someone to think of me as something.
I wanna be able to leave some sort of impression on someone.
Not just a fleeting thought through their head.
But a distant memory that they will look back on and think of.
Even if its in a bad way.
I don’t care,
I just want someone to remember me.
for any reason..
I wanna make them think of me as
strange, beautiful, weird, smart, random, bad, pretty,
interesting, unique, fucked, messed up, nice, a bitch,
Anything.
I just want someone to think of me as something.
I wanna be able to leave some sort of impression on someone.
Not just a fleeting thought through their head.
But a distant memory that they will look back on and think of.
Even if its in a bad way.
I don’t care,
I just want someone to remember me.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th Jan 2014 00:45am
30th Jan 2014 00:45am
Letter to Hannah
Things I know
I know that I don't know anything half of the time.
Half of the time I'm completely clueless.
but I do know that life hurts
I Know that sometimes it won't get better,
Not on it's own.
You have to fight through it.
You will be Bruised and cut and beaten until
you feel like your at the point of collapsing
and maybe you will.
But you will stand back up
Take what life throws at you
and you will fight back as hard as you can.
You wont give up.
You will probably fight when you shouldn't at some point.
You will cry, weep...
I know that I don't know anything half of the time.
Half of the time I'm completely clueless.
but I do know that life hurts
I Know that sometimes it won't get better,
Not on it's own.
You have to fight through it.
You will be Bruised and cut and beaten until
you feel like your at the point of collapsing
and maybe you will.
But you will stand back up
Take what life throws at you
and you will fight back as hard as you can.
You wont give up.
You will probably fight when you shouldn't at some point.
You will cry, weep...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 00:38am
30th Jan 2014 00:38am
Butterfly Wings
I'm going to whisper my deepest secrets,
My deepest fears,
My strongest desires,
Into the wings of these butterflies.
So they can sprinkle them over the sea
and into the clouds,
For no one to ever find them.
My deepest fears,
My strongest desires,
Into the wings of these butterflies.
So they can sprinkle them over the sea
and into the clouds,
For no one to ever find them.
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Jan 2014 1:46am
1st Jan 2014 1:46am
Ocean's Temptation
The wind Gently blows through my hair.
Standing with my arms spread out at the ledge of the cliff.
My thoughts swirl around in my head, like they are being carried by the wind.
I think of the water down below.
I hear its crashing waves calling to me.
beckoning me, telling me to take just one more step.
To let the chilly water comfort me.
Take away my fears.
It Tempts me more with every lurking wave.
I can see my life travelling in the waves, all my pleasant memories.
I take these last few steps and my sweet memories disappear.
The icy water steals...
Standing with my arms spread out at the ledge of the cliff.
My thoughts swirl around in my head, like they are being carried by the wind.
I think of the water down below.
I hear its crashing waves calling to me.
beckoning me, telling me to take just one more step.
To let the chilly water comfort me.
Take away my fears.
It Tempts me more with every lurking wave.
I can see my life travelling in the waves, all my pleasant memories.
I take these last few steps and my sweet memories disappear.
The icy water steals...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jan 2014 1:26am
1st Jan 2014 1:26am
Truly Be Happy
My throat feels bitter and my head is fuzzy.
My eyes feel heavy and my stomach feels sick,
Why am I drinking?
Because I want to feel the effects strongly.
I wanna feel it slam in to me.
I want it to knock me over.
Just like the first time.
I want to laugh uncontrollably,
and stumble around.
I want to get violently sick and hardly remember in the morning.
I want to forget all my problems and for once Just not care.
For once be truly happy.
My eyes feel heavy and my stomach feels sick,
Why am I drinking?
Because I want to feel the effects strongly.
I wanna feel it slam in to me.
I want it to knock me over.
Just like the first time.
I want to laugh uncontrollably,
and stumble around.
I want to get violently sick and hardly remember in the morning.
I want to forget all my problems and for once Just not care.
For once be truly happy.
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Dec 2013 7:33pm
30th Dec 2013 7:33pm
Kinda Morbid Poem
I don't feel like talking,
but I feel like I should.
My mouth is glued shut.
Sewn together with my last breath.
Yet it also feels heavy.
Gravity weighing down my jaw,
until it tumbles off onto the floor.
Teeth scattered askew.
Blood gently drips from the hole it left.
A large, black hole, split at the throat.
The flow of blood slowly growing faster,
dripping down my tongue on to my shirt.
Dark, red, and fleshy.
My tongue lies, hanging, mostly numb.
Down right repulsive.
A mess of blood.
Now I may learn to have thought,
yet...
but I feel like I should.
My mouth is glued shut.
Sewn together with my last breath.
Yet it also feels heavy.
Gravity weighing down my jaw,
until it tumbles off onto the floor.
Teeth scattered askew.
Blood gently drips from the hole it left.
A large, black hole, split at the throat.
The flow of blood slowly growing faster,
dripping down my tongue on to my shirt.
Dark, red, and fleshy.
My tongue lies, hanging, mostly numb.
Down right repulsive.
A mess of blood.
Now I may learn to have thought,
yet...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2013 6:39pm
30th Dec 2013 6:39pm
Gone
Watching as the wax slowly dries,
sealing her thoughts away.
The night sky seem to cry along with her.
Letter upon letter,
the words don't come out right.
Her tears slowly spill across her cheeks,
on to yet another piece of crumpled paper.
Salt water smears her clumsy scrawl.
Black like her makeup,
that's laced in her tears.
Staining her eyes grey.
She can't come to grasp the fragile truth.
He's gone.
sealing her thoughts away.
The night sky seem to cry along with her.
Letter upon letter,
the words don't come out right.
Her tears slowly spill across her cheeks,
on to yet another piece of crumpled paper.
Salt water smears her clumsy scrawl.
Black like her makeup,
that's laced in her tears.
Staining her eyes grey.
She can't come to grasp the fragile truth.
He's gone.
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