Submissions by LizB
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Vous êtes l'encre qui remplit mon âme
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2014 8:41pm
22nd Oct 2014 8:41pm
Encre
My love,
My sweet and poetic love
Remplis-moi de ton encre
And, show me what it is to love a writer...
My sweet and poetic love
Remplis-moi de ton encre
And, show me what it is to love a writer...
598 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Oct 2014 9:15pm
20th Oct 2014 9:15pm
These Bloody Sheets
All the people in my bed know
That they can never stay the night
Because I won't let myself love
And have them stay the rest of my life
That they can never stay the night
Because I won't let myself love
And have them stay the rest of my life
648 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2014 7:27pm
19th Oct 2014 7:27pm
Entwined
I wish I had your picture
And if I may, your touch?
Give me permission to love
The idea of both of us
And how I long for you
To kiss my neck and up
To outline these lips with yours
To just speak to you, mi amor
Y cuanto quiero sentir
Que es amarte a ti
Y sentir mis pesadillas
Morirse, hasta el fin
Thought I'd put my second language to use. Spanish is so underrated these days.
And if I may, your touch?
Give me permission to love
The idea of both of us
And how I long for you
To kiss my neck and up
To outline these lips with yours
To just speak to you, mi amor
Y cuanto quiero sentir
Que es amarte a ti
Y sentir mis pesadillas
Morirse, hasta el fin
Thought I'd put my second language to use. Spanish is so underrated these days.
662 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Oct 2014 4:53pm
18th Oct 2014 4:53pm
Red
Go here and there to write and type some words
Read that poem you've made of me
You know, the one that makes me want to kiss you
From far, far away
And I keep seeing it in my head
and keep reading it in my bed
kind of tired, I said
And I keep feeling you
In between my hands
What a beautiful thing it would be
for poets to fall in love and make
the sweetest and most beautiful poems
What a poem that would be
What a love that could be
Read that poem you've made of me
You know, the one that makes me want to kiss you
From far, far away
And I keep seeing it in my head
and keep reading it in my bed
kind of tired, I said
And I keep feeling you
In between my hands
What a beautiful thing it would be
for poets to fall in love and make
the sweetest and most beautiful poems
What a poem that would be
What a love that could be
553 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Oct 2014 4:31pm
18th Oct 2014 4:31pm
Tonight
You called me by my name when I forgot I still had one.
I don't know what to feel of these new facts,
if they are in fact, facts.
Maybe if you broke my heart one more time I would hate you more, but I must admit I still fucking adore you.
Even if you will adore many more than me.
Maybe if you called me other names, mean ones, I would move on
and maybe if he actually showed up then I'd be over you.
Love is such a bittersweet word.
It can be used for me,
or, most likely, for her
I don't know what to feel of these new facts,
if they are in fact, facts.
Maybe if you broke my heart one more time I would hate you more, but I must admit I still fucking adore you.
Even if you will adore many more than me.
Maybe if you called me other names, mean ones, I would move on
and maybe if he actually showed up then I'd be over you.
Love is such a bittersweet word.
It can be used for me,
or, most likely, for her
594 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Oct 2014 1:15pm
16th Oct 2014 1:15pm
White Walled Brain
I entered this small, white room with nothing but a desk and a few shelves on the wall. You were there, sitting in one of the three chairs facing me. You were so young, I wondered why someone like you would be a therapist. "This is the lady with severe social anxiety I was telling you about" Dr. H said behind me. I forgot he was still there. It wasn't severe, though and often I wondered if I even had social anxiety.
Doctors often label the unknown with something common.
Dr.H left and closed the door behind him. It was hard to believe I was even here since I didn't think...
Doctors often label the unknown with something common.
Dr.H left and closed the door behind him. It was hard to believe I was even here since I didn't think...
637 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Oct 2014 2:50pm
11th Oct 2014 2:50pm
A Word
It's amazing how much a writer can see and feel. How they can articulate their words and write you the sweetest poem you've ever heard.
It's also amazing when a writer falls in love. They'll fall so hard they start to stutter that poem they wrote for you and all the beautiful words they say will never be enough.
It's also amazing when a writer falls in love. They'll fall so hard they start to stutter that poem they wrote for you and all the beautiful words they say will never be enough.
558 reads
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Oct 2014 1:44am
8th Oct 2014 1:44am
Dropout
Go to college or you're an ignorant hippy. What are you going to do? Whore around for money? Not in this house! It's either find a miserable desk job or you live under a bridge.
Baby, I prefer a subway next to your American Dream.
Baby, I prefer a subway next to your American Dream.
632 reads
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Oct 2014 10:28pm
6th Oct 2014 10:28pm
Cherry
Your red lips and your golden hair
That lollipop you've been sucking on
For hours
There
In the corner of your bar
Where you've always belonged
Your tongue that speaks more and more
As you stare me down
Your knees on the floor
Of this dirty place
Where girls made sense
And we kissed until he came
Begging for you to stay
That lollipop you've been sucking on
For hours
There
In the corner of your bar
Where you've always belonged
Your tongue that speaks more and more
As you stare me down
Your knees on the floor
Of this dirty place
Where girls made sense
And we kissed until he came
Begging for you to stay
553 reads
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Oct 2014 1:31am
6th Oct 2014 1:31am
Horse Tranquilizers
Careful, I could kill you
You better pull out something heavy
Or I'll pull out your main arteries
I could bite your tongue off
Or naw your arm off
Put something into the animals meat
Or she'll come for you
I am the animal they treat me
Medicated so my emotions are stable
So I don't break free
Ever again
You better pull out something heavy
Or I'll pull out your main arteries
I could bite your tongue off
Or naw your arm off
Put something into the animals meat
Or she'll come for you
I am the animal they treat me
Medicated so my emotions are stable
So I don't break free
Ever again
608 reads
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Oct 2014 1:21am
6th Oct 2014 1:21am
Sleeping Pills
I'm forced two to tame my mind
All I see is the purple rabbit
Clawing at my stomach while I feel
Everything...
And everyone...
The curse I have
Some call it a gift
I feel all their pain
All their tears
Pouring on my face
All I see is the purple rabbit
Clawing at my stomach while I feel
Everything...
And everyone...
The curse I have
Some call it a gift
I feel all their pain
All their tears
Pouring on my face
642 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Oct 2014 2:14pm
4th Oct 2014 2:14pm
Attack
It still hurts sometimes,
thinking of how you left
When I exposed myself,
you fled
And all the times I see you,
I think of how you're touching her
And how easy it was,
to forget when our hands held
But you think I don't know,
All of your awful actions
Like how you hurt another,
With your lips
Maybe I should forget too,
But it's never easy for me
A heart that once loved,
Now forever bleeds
thinking of how you left
When I exposed myself,
you fled
And all the times I see you,
I think of how you're touching her
And how easy it was,
to forget when our hands held
But you think I don't know,
All of your awful actions
Like how you hurt another,
With your lips
Maybe I should forget too,
But it's never easy for me
A heart that once loved,
Now forever bleeds
534 reads
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