Submissions by LadyLoss
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
LadyLoss is who I am when I don't want to be me anymore.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 2:00pm
21st Feb 2013 2:00pm
Call me a philistine.
I'd rather read a tabloid,
Than whatever Jane Austen wrote,
I'd rather watch big brother,
Than read an 18th century anecdote.
I'm an English student,
And I suppose it's really bad,
That I'm being asked to draw on empathy,
That I never had.
Blake should have painted,
Instead of putting quill to scroll.
Everything he says is boring,
Or just so stale and old.
Seriously, Keats, it's an urn
For crying out loud.
There's no one alive on the side of it,
No imaginary crowd.
Ok, Austen, is there anyone,...
Than whatever Jane Austen wrote,
I'd rather watch big brother,
Than read an 18th century anecdote.
I'm an English student,
And I suppose it's really bad,
That I'm being asked to draw on empathy,
That I never had.
Blake should have painted,
Instead of putting quill to scroll.
Everything he says is boring,
Or just so stale and old.
Seriously, Keats, it's an urn
For crying out loud.
There's no one alive on the side of it,
No imaginary crowd.
Ok, Austen, is there anyone,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2013 1:46am
17th Feb 2013 1:46am
I Can't Love You
For three years,
I've been unable to love you,
Because you won't let me.
For the longest time, you've been the
Thing my life revolved around,
And the thing that left it empty.
I was measured, I was weighed,
I was found wanting.
I always offered you the pieces of my heart,
That you put back together,
With elastic superglue.
So that you or we could bounce it off the walls,
A couple more times.
I love you, and when you used to say
'That's nice'
I'd get distant for a while,
Play with hearts outside our...
I've been unable to love you,
Because you won't let me.
For the longest time, you've been the
Thing my life revolved around,
And the thing that left it empty.
I was measured, I was weighed,
I was found wanting.
I always offered you the pieces of my heart,
That you put back together,
With elastic superglue.
So that you or we could bounce it off the walls,
A couple more times.
I love you, and when you used to say
'That's nice'
I'd get distant for a while,
Play with hearts outside our...
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th Feb 2013 1:48pm
14th Feb 2013 1:48pm
I'm Somebody Now (Valentine's Day 2018)
I'll pick you up, cos we have a date,
And you'll look good, but not as beautiful,
As I'll remember you being.
I'll tell you look nice,
Throw my fag out of the car window.
It's a convertible, with a V6 engine,
It's expensive, but I can run it,
Because I'm somebody now.
You'll bat your lashes, squeeze my leg,
You'll smile at me in the way that always
Used to get my heart going.
And I'll just keep driving,
Turning to wink at you at the opportune moments.
But other than that, I need to concentrate on the road,
...
And you'll look good, but not as beautiful,
As I'll remember you being.
I'll tell you look nice,
Throw my fag out of the car window.
It's a convertible, with a V6 engine,
It's expensive, but I can run it,
Because I'm somebody now.
You'll bat your lashes, squeeze my leg,
You'll smile at me in the way that always
Used to get my heart going.
And I'll just keep driving,
Turning to wink at you at the opportune moments.
But other than that, I need to concentrate on the road,
...
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8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 1:49am
13th Feb 2013 1:49am
Yours sincerely.
Eyes, you are banned
From seeing anymore.
I am sick of these heart skips,
At every slam of every door.
Ears, no more listening
Out for pretty voices.
It just makes things difficult,
And gives me too many choices.
Nose, that's it,
No more whiffs of perfume,
Those smells drive me crazy,
And it's all thanks to you.
Mouth, just shut up,
No one cares what you say,
Saying all the right things
Doesn't get you anywhere anyway.
Thumbs, kindly desist,
That's enough of your texting.
Especially...
From seeing anymore.
I am sick of these heart skips,
At every slam of every door.
Ears, no more listening
Out for pretty voices.
It just makes things difficult,
And gives me too many choices.
Nose, that's it,
No more whiffs of perfume,
Those smells drive me crazy,
And it's all thanks to you.
Mouth, just shut up,
No one cares what you say,
Saying all the right things
Doesn't get you anywhere anyway.
Thumbs, kindly desist,
That's enough of your texting.
Especially...
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3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Feb 2013 00:28am
10th Feb 2013 00:28am
Teachers
It's not so bad as can be described
As an obsession,
Yet it's enough to be joked about,
Mocked because of,
Laughed at due to...
I have a confession to make,
Shouldn't really come as much of a surprise.
I have a serious thing for teachers.
In fact, if I was to sign up for a dating site,
Under 'my type' I'd put teachers ONLY.
There's something about the authority,
The control,
The power...
But only the women.
The male teachers, I wouldn't mind one,
Just to say I had,
But the females? I've fantasised...
As an obsession,
Yet it's enough to be joked about,
Mocked because of,
Laughed at due to...
I have a confession to make,
Shouldn't really come as much of a surprise.
I have a serious thing for teachers.
In fact, if I was to sign up for a dating site,
Under 'my type' I'd put teachers ONLY.
There's something about the authority,
The control,
The power...
But only the women.
The male teachers, I wouldn't mind one,
Just to say I had,
But the females? I've fantasised...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2013 00:21am
10th Feb 2013 00:21am
Been out drinking
I've been out drinking,
With people that know you.
And it thrilled me to know,
That most of them hate you.
I mean really detest you.
Your look, your personality, your attitude.
The cheaper thrill, was the one I got
Defending your honour.
When there is no honour to defend.
I'm sorry, forgive my vitriol.
I've been out drinking.
With people that know you.
And it thrilled me to know,
That most of them hate you.
I mean really detest you.
Your look, your personality, your attitude.
The cheaper thrill, was the one I got
Defending your honour.
When there is no honour to defend.
I'm sorry, forgive my vitriol.
I've been out drinking.
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 1:02pm
6th Feb 2013 1:02pm
Definitely don't
I definitely don't still imagine your lips on mine,
I definitely don't still grin when you text,
When you comment, when you 'like' on Facebook.
I definitely don't still live my life by how you'd react.
I definitely don't still think of you,
When I'm in bed alone, definitely not wishing you were there.
I definitely don't still close my eyes, and see you,
I definitely don't still imagine your gasps,
I definitely don't still get butterflies
When I know I'm seeing you, definitely not still hung up.
I definitely don't still text you when...
I definitely don't still grin when you text,
When you comment, when you 'like' on Facebook.
I definitely don't still live my life by how you'd react.
I definitely don't still think of you,
When I'm in bed alone, definitely not wishing you were there.
I definitely don't still close my eyes, and see you,
I definitely don't still imagine your gasps,
I definitely don't still get butterflies
When I know I'm seeing you, definitely not still hung up.
I definitely don't still text you when...
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6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 11:47pm
4th Feb 2013 11:47pm
Dream deathbed
There must be something bugging me,
The nightmare I just had,
Was just a bad dream,
But my cold last week turned into man flu,
And now my bad dream has become a nightmare.
I lay there, hooked up to all manner of machines,
In a private room,
With a DNR notice stuck above my head.
Real cheerful, I know.
He's sat beside me,
Reading a book that we both love aloud;
Because it hurts my head if I read.
When, out of the blue, she walks in.
He looks up, sees her, shakes his head.
Tells me he'll just be outside.
Because...
The nightmare I just had,
Was just a bad dream,
But my cold last week turned into man flu,
And now my bad dream has become a nightmare.
I lay there, hooked up to all manner of machines,
In a private room,
With a DNR notice stuck above my head.
Real cheerful, I know.
He's sat beside me,
Reading a book that we both love aloud;
Because it hurts my head if I read.
When, out of the blue, she walks in.
He looks up, sees her, shakes his head.
Tells me he'll just be outside.
Because...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Dec 2012 00:18am
24th Dec 2012 00:18am
Not My Kids.
Do you want to see the picture on my phone?
That's J, and that's J Jr.
They're my best friend's kids.
No, nothing to do with me.
And I get scared that sometimes I cross the line.
Sometimes I think I'm too hard on them.
J will be a genius.
He'll go to university, he'll do graphic design.
Or something like that.
Sometimes he says things that make me feel stupid.
And I worry that if he needs help, he won't ask for it.
And I worry that I'll get too involved.
But I know I will always have a soft spot for him.
J Jr? He'll be a model,...
That's J, and that's J Jr.
They're my best friend's kids.
No, nothing to do with me.
And I get scared that sometimes I cross the line.
Sometimes I think I'm too hard on them.
J will be a genius.
He'll go to university, he'll do graphic design.
Or something like that.
Sometimes he says things that make me feel stupid.
And I worry that if he needs help, he won't ask for it.
And I worry that I'll get too involved.
But I know I will always have a soft spot for him.
J Jr? He'll be a model,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2012 12:40pm
22nd Dec 2012 12:40pm
Sick
I'm tired of loving you, now,
After 2 long painful years,
My heart was never mine to offer you,
It was only ever going to end in tears.
He's been good to me,
He slipped up,
But I went head first over the edge.
I forgot about him when I considered you good luck.
I'm tired of having a heart torn in two directions.
Tired of you in one corner, him in the other,
Sick of worrying he'll find out,
That he shares my heart with another.
Sick of you knowing I still love you,
Sick of it all, really.
He's amazing, he's...
After 2 long painful years,
My heart was never mine to offer you,
It was only ever going to end in tears.
He's been good to me,
He slipped up,
But I went head first over the edge.
I forgot about him when I considered you good luck.
I'm tired of having a heart torn in two directions.
Tired of you in one corner, him in the other,
Sick of worrying he'll find out,
That he shares my heart with another.
Sick of you knowing I still love you,
Sick of it all, really.
He's amazing, he's...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2012 2:17am
10th Dec 2012 2:17am
11 Months
It's funny, how 11 months can mean so many disagreements.
There are 11 months between my sister and I.
Take for instance, work ethic.
I have one.
A view on politics.
I have one.
Reality TV.
I hate it.
Family loyalty.
I know what it is.
Ambition.
I have it.
Materialism.
She worships it.
A superdry jacket.
She has one.
The latest hair straighteners.
She has them.
Academia.
I have that mindset.
But we just sat together,
Without our parents refereeing,
Watching TV for 4 hours, ...
There are 11 months between my sister and I.
Take for instance, work ethic.
I have one.
A view on politics.
I have one.
Reality TV.
I hate it.
Family loyalty.
I know what it is.
Ambition.
I have it.
Materialism.
She worships it.
A superdry jacket.
She has one.
The latest hair straighteners.
She has them.
Academia.
I have that mindset.
But we just sat together,
Without our parents refereeing,
Watching TV for 4 hours, ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Nov 2012 11:09pm
26th Nov 2012 11:09pm
Not good with words
I've never been good with words
When they need to be said.
Never been good with declaring feelings,
Publicly, at least.
I can pour my heart out,
Under a pseudonym.
Knowing the person I'm talking to
Will never know.
Because I'm still scared.
Of rejection, of change, of rocking the boat.
Demons that I claim to have buried.
Haunt me, even now.
I told you once I'd waited a lifetime,
For your touch, your kiss, your heart,
And that a few days longer
Wouldn't kill me.
In those few days, you fell in...
When they need to be said.
Never been good with declaring feelings,
Publicly, at least.
I can pour my heart out,
Under a pseudonym.
Knowing the person I'm talking to
Will never know.
Because I'm still scared.
Of rejection, of change, of rocking the boat.
Demons that I claim to have buried.
Haunt me, even now.
I told you once I'd waited a lifetime,
For your touch, your kiss, your heart,
And that a few days longer
Wouldn't kill me.
In those few days, you fell in...
865 reads
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