Submissions by LizB
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Vous êtes l'encre qui remplit mon âme
SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2020 3:00pm
18th Dec 2020 3:00pm
Grey
It’s usually sunny where I reside
sort of funny it’s grey right now
sort of like me.
sort of funny it’s grey right now
sort of like me.
#emptiness
241 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2020 4:05am
18th Dec 2020 4:05am
is it(me) worth it?
Whenever you ask me if I’m okay,
If I say anything but ‘tired’ or ‘fine’
it opens up the conversation to unwanted territory.
You ask why I’m upset,
I elaborate.
You say I make you feel bad about yourself.
Why did you ask at all then?
If I say anything but ‘tired’ or ‘fine’
it opens up the conversation to unwanted territory.
You ask why I’m upset,
I elaborate.
You say I make you feel bad about yourself.
Why did you ask at all then?
#disappointment
#apathy
#bittersweet
266 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 3:34am
5th Dec 2017 3:34am
L.A.H.
lost all hope,
looking for shotguns for sale.
the temple depending on your
dominant hand,
reliability is higher if the
gun is newer and the ammo
works,
either instant or
a lifetime of rain
you get so much love
when you stop the pain
looking for shotguns for sale.
the temple depending on your
dominant hand,
reliability is higher if the
gun is newer and the ammo
works,
either instant or
a lifetime of rain
you get so much love
when you stop the pain
462 reads
SELF POEM
Published
15th Dec 2015 3:21am
15th Dec 2015 3:21am
Why Are My Curves Illegal?
Why are my curves illegal?
Are there too many to count?
Does my body offend thee,
When ye barely have one?
Is my circumference upsetting you,
Because you have none?
Their lack of gravity is seldom
called out on, but these unmanageable hips
My too many curves and these prepossessing thighs
are always drawn upon
Does mine body offend thee?
When the acquitted ones lack one?
These curves are round and so is mother earth
These thighs, soft velvet oceans
My self-love? As strong and versatile as Woman
And our curves? Human...
Are there too many to count?
Does my body offend thee,
When ye barely have one?
Is my circumference upsetting you,
Because you have none?
Their lack of gravity is seldom
called out on, but these unmanageable hips
My too many curves and these prepossessing thighs
are always drawn upon
Does mine body offend thee?
When the acquitted ones lack one?
These curves are round and so is mother earth
These thighs, soft velvet oceans
My self-love? As strong and versatile as Woman
And our curves? Human...
698 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jun 2015 11:56pm
19th Jun 2015 11:56pm
Lose it
Don't know what you did to me
You ruined the trust I had in everyone
And everyone is out to get me
in my head
And reality became what I wanted
But I'm so used to the worst things in life
That I'm not happy with myself anymore
You ruined the trust I had in everyone
And everyone is out to get me
in my head
And reality became what I wanted
But I'm so used to the worst things in life
That I'm not happy with myself anymore
624 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2015 1:19am
15th Apr 2015 1:19am
Green
We both want each other.
I don't care to see anymore obstacles.
The way I see it is that all I imagine is kissing you softly while my hands finally touch your neck and reach your beautiful face. I'll kiss you and find my way to your neck but then you stop me because it's you who needs to be in control, like always. You pin me up against your bedroom wall with my hands above my head and your hand around my neck...
Then all I hear is me calling your name, over and over again, all night.
-From Liz to you.
I don't care to see anymore obstacles.
The way I see it is that all I imagine is kissing you softly while my hands finally touch your neck and reach your beautiful face. I'll kiss you and find my way to your neck but then you stop me because it's you who needs to be in control, like always. You pin me up against your bedroom wall with my hands above my head and your hand around my neck...
Then all I hear is me calling your name, over and over again, all night.
-From Liz to you.
753 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Mar 2015 7:25am
15th Mar 2015 7:25am
I miss my red love
Me and you used to write poems for just us two
Deactivated now and I miss you so much
We never did meet, did we? Was it a beautiful dream?
Or was it me just imagining? again?
Amor how we would talk of our love
Of the ways we would touch each other
Now, there's nothing left, not even your poems
Deactivated now and I miss you so much
We never did meet, did we? Was it a beautiful dream?
Or was it me just imagining? again?
Amor how we would talk of our love
Of the ways we would touch each other
Now, there's nothing left, not even your poems
616 reads
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 1:45am
24th Feb 2015 1:45am
Tiny but not a dancer
I have to see people I hate everyday and pretend I'm alright but it kills me. Even now I'm just going through the motions, half-living everyday and not really paying any attention. I said I needed to go home and they said I'm already here.
It doesn't feel like home.
It doesn't feel like home.
704 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Feb 2015 1:37am
13th Feb 2015 1:37am
Safety
I have never been so close to a gun, I imagined myself holding it, taking it out of it's black leather holster, and aiming it between my eyes. It must be heavy, to carry so much destruction in your hands. I wondered if they'd ever killed anyone, if they'd abused that power. I wanted to hold it, feel it's cold heart. I wanted to use my second amendment but I didn't know how. All my gun knowledge was from the movies and TV shows. There was something about removing the safety...I'll remember that.
716 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Jan 2015 11:21pm
30th Jan 2015 11:21pm
There's Nothing Left of Me
I don't feel anything anymore
I don't feel anything
I don't feel
I don't see
I don't cry
I don't kiss
I just die
I don't feel anything
I don't feel
I don't see
I don't cry
I don't kiss
I just die
579 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jan 2015 00:55am
16th Jan 2015 00:55am
Midnight
Your love is like no other
And every time you leave a bruise it,
it doesn't feel like a bruise
it feels like you said "I love you"
Heaven isn't here anymore but,
I still need to be near you again
My hands are shaking
You told me you liked my freckles
and then you replaced them with gashes
being here for the ugly parts and leaving
when it got pretty
I heard true love from the pain
then you called me heart break
And every time you leave a bruise it,
it doesn't feel like a bruise
it feels like you said "I love you"
Heaven isn't here anymore but,
I still need to be near you again
My hands are shaking
You told me you liked my freckles
and then you replaced them with gashes
being here for the ugly parts and leaving
when it got pretty
I heard true love from the pain
then you called me heart break
699 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Dec 2014 7:23pm
30th Dec 2014 7:23pm
Taken-ish
Let's do that daily call in the morning like we used to.
Let's talk of love and nothing else.
Let's kiss those secret kisses again,
and not worry like we're supposed to.
Let's talk of love and nothing else.
Let's kiss those secret kisses again,
and not worry like we're supposed to.
612 reads
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