Submissions by Lagertha (Elizabeth Grace)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Apr 2019 00:02am
9th Apr 2019 00:02am
THE HOLE WE DIG
The hole we place ourselves in is reinforced every time we fall deeper into the pit of self doubt.
Kicked down so hard that when we hit the bottom and begin struggling in the pit, the dirt and boulders of self doubt bury us once again.
We have been here so many times that we believe it is safer in the dirt and strength of the rocks, because we justify our own naivety by reinforcing the familiar continuum of failure.
When Not coming to the awakening that repeating the same pattern of behavior will somehow give us a different result.
How do we change the behavior of self...
Kicked down so hard that when we hit the bottom and begin struggling in the pit, the dirt and boulders of self doubt bury us once again.
We have been here so many times that we believe it is safer in the dirt and strength of the rocks, because we justify our own naivety by reinforcing the familiar continuum of failure.
When Not coming to the awakening that repeating the same pattern of behavior will somehow give us a different result.
How do we change the behavior of self...
#strength
#motivational
#TimeHeals
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6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Apr 2019 10:39pm
5th Apr 2019 10:39pm
THIS IS THE DREAM
This is the dream
When the light of day has left me and the fear of the world engulfs me. I find myself cold and alone, chaotic and unclear. I begin longing for the warmth of the heat upon your body.
This is the dream.
I will cradled myself in the nook of your arms and exhale the days strife slowly, steadily, releasing its grasp upon me.
I will feel the moments of uncontrolled, racing thoughts, calming my mind to become lucid by your presence
Your subliminal gifts.
As I drift my fingers along the soft hairs of your chest, it lulls me to a whisper inside of my...
When the light of day has left me and the fear of the world engulfs me. I find myself cold and alone, chaotic and unclear. I begin longing for the warmth of the heat upon your body.
This is the dream.
I will cradled myself in the nook of your arms and exhale the days strife slowly, steadily, releasing its grasp upon me.
I will feel the moments of uncontrolled, racing thoughts, calming my mind to become lucid by your presence
Your subliminal gifts.
As I drift my fingers along the soft hairs of your chest, it lulls me to a whisper inside of my...
#love
#beauty
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8 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2019 10:51pm
4th Apr 2019 10:51pm
WONDERMENT
SHO SHIN
THE BEGINNER'S MIND
The practice of seeing life with wonder
There is an air of freedom inside all of us. A free spirit that was once mirrored fragments of a soul in complete disarray.
When we place ourselves in a state of wonder, our minds may race 10 steps ahead before our dreams ever touch the ground.
If we can come to a consciousness where looking into another's eyes brings us to a dreamlike state,where softness and warmth embrace us, then our wonder becomes tangible and our souls become an outward reflection of the beauty we are capable of beyond...
THE BEGINNER'S MIND
The practice of seeing life with wonder
There is an air of freedom inside all of us. A free spirit that was once mirrored fragments of a soul in complete disarray.
When we place ourselves in a state of wonder, our minds may race 10 steps ahead before our dreams ever touch the ground.
If we can come to a consciousness where looking into another's eyes brings us to a dreamlike state,where softness and warmth embrace us, then our wonder becomes tangible and our souls become an outward reflection of the beauty we are capable of beyond...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
375 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Mar 2019 5:14am
26th Mar 2019 5:14am
Because Of You
Because you were everything to me
Because you never judged me
Because you were not afraid to show the evil parts of you
Because you showed me light when it was dark
Because I needed to protect you
Because you became more than a priority
Because you lied so faithfully
Because I saw myself with you
Because you couldn't be realistic
Because you never felt what I did for you
Because you said you understood why
Because I believed that you would have patience
Because I believed in you and still do
Because you never judged me
Because you were not afraid to show the evil parts of you
Because you showed me light when it was dark
Because I needed to protect you
Because you became more than a priority
Because you lied so faithfully
Because I saw myself with you
Because you couldn't be realistic
Because you never felt what I did for you
Because you said you understood why
Because I believed that you would have patience
Because I believed in you and still do
#friendship
#ForbiddenLove
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6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Mar 2019 9:06am
21st Mar 2019 9:06am
Power Play
#lust
#sex
#erotic #dirty
#erotic #dirty
742 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Mar 2019 8:36am
21st Mar 2019 8:36am
LETTING GO
I can still feel your laugh
Picking me up when I am down
I can still feel your desire
When I am alone with my thoughts
I can still feel your warmth
When the ice gathers inside
I can still feel your pull
When I can't feel my soul
I can still feel the dream
When you and I meet in our sleep
I can still feel your grasp
When I disappeared from your reach
Picking me up when I am down
I can still feel your desire
When I am alone with my thoughts
I can still feel your warmth
When the ice gathers inside
I can still feel your pull
When I can't feel my soul
I can still feel the dream
When you and I meet in our sleep
I can still feel your grasp
When I disappeared from your reach
#hope
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2019 9:54am
14th Mar 2019 9:54am
SOCIETAL EDUCATORS
To see society picture a perfect existence
and be baffled over the perpetual motion of an unattainble reality
is a simple ignorance accepted by all of us.
What defines our existence is a blanket statement that one should just, "try harder" or
make the choice to adhere to a standard that is deemed appropriate;
or at least accepted by the the fortunate few who hold a philosophy
that one's human condition is a matter of culture, or something physiological.
They choose to see themselves as the norm and remain impervious to
the condition of...
and be baffled over the perpetual motion of an unattainble reality
is a simple ignorance accepted by all of us.
What defines our existence is a blanket statement that one should just, "try harder" or
make the choice to adhere to a standard that is deemed appropriate;
or at least accepted by the the fortunate few who hold a philosophy
that one's human condition is a matter of culture, or something physiological.
They choose to see themselves as the norm and remain impervious to
the condition of...
#corruption
#oppression
#power
#politics
#inequality
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11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Mar 2019 10:07am
8th Mar 2019 10:07am
74 YEARS LATER
In the 40"s and 50's, a woman was meant to be married to whomever would have her,or whomever your parents matched you with.
My grandparents ensured that given fact for the sanctity of marriage ( bullshit) and power to combine families with means(truth).
My mother:
She graduated with honors at 16 and was accepted as 1 of 2 women allowed to attend her privileged graduate school.
She was 18 yrs old, pulled out of an all women's college and was wed off to my dashing military father.
What a farce that was. 5 children under the age of 8 by the time she was 26. A slave to...
My grandparents ensured that given fact for the sanctity of marriage ( bullshit) and power to combine families with means(truth).
My mother:
She graduated with honors at 16 and was accepted as 1 of 2 women allowed to attend her privileged graduate school.
She was 18 yrs old, pulled out of an all women's college and was wed off to my dashing military father.
What a farce that was. 5 children under the age of 8 by the time she was 26. A slave to...
#love
#kindness
#honesty
#gratitude
#respect
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11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Mar 2019 6:05am
8th Mar 2019 6:05am
SHAME
A shadow in the mind
I am now your shame
If my presence does not anger you
Then
You must be lost without your fool
You leave the conversation open
Yet are deaf to all my words
Why do you facilitate a perpetual lie
Are you frightened to be exposed of your disguise
You speak to seek a perfect mate
Eyes for those in your perfected state
What you aim for is a labour mule
It's why I cast you from this imperfect jewel
I am now your shame
If my presence does not anger you
Then
You must be lost without your fool
You leave the conversation open
Yet are deaf to all my words
Why do you facilitate a perpetual lie
Are you frightened to be exposed of your disguise
You speak to seek a perfect mate
Eyes for those in your perfected state
What you aim for is a labour mule
It's why I cast you from this imperfect jewel
#secrets
#betrayal
#corruption
#politics
#ignorance
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5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2019 7:32pm
24th Feb 2019 7:32pm
GOODBYE
I was hoping we could say our goodbyes
You deserve someone to tend to your heart
Not someone like me who will tear you apart
I chose to come back around
Tried to make a sound
I must have spoken too softly
Who was I to think you would remember
All of the little signs
Buried and broken
Scars shattered and tattered us
That's why we related
Shining the light to make it very clear
I was never yours
You had another
But you never called me just your own
Assumptions made
Glass lovers we became
You wanted more than...
You deserve someone to tend to your heart
Not someone like me who will tear you apart
I chose to come back around
Tried to make a sound
I must have spoken too softly
Who was I to think you would remember
All of the little signs
Buried and broken
Scars shattered and tattered us
That's why we related
Shining the light to make it very clear
I was never yours
You had another
But you never called me just your own
Assumptions made
Glass lovers we became
You wanted more than...
#LifeStruggles
#fate
#misunderstood #FeelingTrapped
#misunderstood #FeelingTrapped
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ANGER POEM
Published
12th Feb 2019 8:35pm
12th Feb 2019 8:35pm
ENTITLED( POTUS)
Was being needy your only final attribute
Have you yet to realize the sense of entitlement you present is highly unattractive
Your persona as you enter a room, is that everything, everyone, should be better off simply because you have entered into it
Perfectly placed objects belong to you because after all it is you and you deserve it
You did not earn it
But it must be yours because it simply gives you a second of pleasure
Comprehension of what was placed in front of you
Could never be understood in your state of immaturity and lack of nurture
I wonder...
Have you yet to realize the sense of entitlement you present is highly unattractive
Your persona as you enter a room, is that everything, everyone, should be better off simply because you have entered into it
Perfectly placed objects belong to you because after all it is you and you deserve it
You did not earn it
But it must be yours because it simply gives you a second of pleasure
Comprehension of what was placed in front of you
Could never be understood in your state of immaturity and lack of nurture
I wonder...
#lies
#TruthOfLife
#greed
#suffering
#hypocrisy
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5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2019 10:46pm
27th Jan 2019 10:46pm
INTUITION
It is me my darling
You know this
How are you
Dare I say
Use the words we used to say
Find the grace within this day
I believe you still wonder
The what if and what not
I can only hope I have not been lost within your thoughts
Truth be told
You know the key
It would be a lie
If I say
You are not my muse every single day
I have vanished
This is true
It will be be your intuition
That brings me back to you
You know this
How are you
Dare I say
Use the words we used to say
Find the grace within this day
I believe you still wonder
The what if and what not
I can only hope I have not been lost within your thoughts
Truth be told
You know the key
It would be a lie
If I say
You are not my muse every single day
I have vanished
This is true
It will be be your intuition
That brings me back to you
#dating
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