Submissions by Miki
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
ANGER POEM
Published
4th Jul 2013 6:41pm
4th Jul 2013 6:41pm
The way i am
Yeah, looks like i'm happiest child on Earth, I've got things kids dream of.
See I could be sitting in my room where you would see a hotel, and I would
See shit I wish I could burn.
The only thing I care of is my laptop. I sit here and expose goddamn poems
About you and your miserable life.
I love it when you act like a queen, sitting on the chair, mom. Cuz deep inside
Your own f*cking mother is owner of that fancy chair. Haha!
On second thought she’s the mother of a monster.
I can barely breathe whilst writing this poem, feels like its
A steel knife in...
See I could be sitting in my room where you would see a hotel, and I would
See shit I wish I could burn.
The only thing I care of is my laptop. I sit here and expose goddamn poems
About you and your miserable life.
I love it when you act like a queen, sitting on the chair, mom. Cuz deep inside
Your own f*cking mother is owner of that fancy chair. Haha!
On second thought she’s the mother of a monster.
I can barely breathe whilst writing this poem, feels like its
A steel knife in...
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STORY POEM
Published
30th Jun 2013 6:56pm
30th Jun 2013 6:56pm
I'm one of them now
A fire started there at my house.
People ran with fear.
Yeah, we had no defense plan.
Under the moons eerie light,
Lay mutilated bodies, bloodstains and burnt clothing.
Some survivors screamed of horror,
Others tripped over dead bodies.
As the undead filled the city,
I sat there and wrote a poem.
Focused on poem, scene, poem, scene and poem.
Nobody wanted to be infected, nor did I!
But the fire and gunshots ringing out excited me!
One infectious bite can take your life.
Unfortunately that happened to me.
This vicious walking dead took...
People ran with fear.
Yeah, we had no defense plan.
Under the moons eerie light,
Lay mutilated bodies, bloodstains and burnt clothing.
Some survivors screamed of horror,
Others tripped over dead bodies.
As the undead filled the city,
I sat there and wrote a poem.
Focused on poem, scene, poem, scene and poem.
Nobody wanted to be infected, nor did I!
But the fire and gunshots ringing out excited me!
One infectious bite can take your life.
Unfortunately that happened to me.
This vicious walking dead took...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
30th Jun 2013 5:42pm
30th Jun 2013 5:42pm
shitty life
As I walk through the school of death
I realize there isn’t anything left of me
I see myself smoking, drinking, and acting like a G
I’m on thin ice, mahn I’m gonna die tonight.
I’m seventeen’ will I be alive at thirty??
Here I am acting like I’m the shit…
Walking downstairs, short skirt and a top that’s too small.
Face coated with make-up.
Never walked out the front door…
Went straight to thee bathroom.
Oh lord, here I go again.
Snapping pictures like you cant believe…
Yes I’m a dealer’ id give ya hardcore…
A lil bit of weed mixed with...
I realize there isn’t anything left of me
I see myself smoking, drinking, and acting like a G
I’m on thin ice, mahn I’m gonna die tonight.
I’m seventeen’ will I be alive at thirty??
Here I am acting like I’m the shit…
Walking downstairs, short skirt and a top that’s too small.
Face coated with make-up.
Never walked out the front door…
Went straight to thee bathroom.
Oh lord, here I go again.
Snapping pictures like you cant believe…
Yes I’m a dealer’ id give ya hardcore…
A lil bit of weed mixed with...
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ANGER POEM
Published
29th Jun 2013 8:33pm
29th Jun 2013 8:33pm
Mom
I don't know where to start.
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Jun 2013 9:27pm
28th Jun 2013 9:27pm
Creepy House
It just so happened to be in the middle of a cemetery.
Filled with mutilated people.
Blood dripping off broken wine glasses.
A room where exorcism was held,
For some reason I felt like I was in the waiting line.
My hands are bound with purple material,
Probably coming from a vivid dress.
Evil laughs fill my mind.
Amazingly I reached to the rotten door,
Leaning towards the key hole.
Only to see a frump lady.
The door opened with a loud squeak!
Eyes open wider and wider with fear,
Everything turned evil…
Walls started dripping blood,...
Filled with mutilated people.
Blood dripping off broken wine glasses.
A room where exorcism was held,
For some reason I felt like I was in the waiting line.
My hands are bound with purple material,
Probably coming from a vivid dress.
Evil laughs fill my mind.
Amazingly I reached to the rotten door,
Leaning towards the key hole.
Only to see a frump lady.
The door opened with a loud squeak!
Eyes open wider and wider with fear,
Everything turned evil…
Walls started dripping blood,...
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ANGER POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 9:11pm
8th Jun 2013 9:11pm
what happened to you?
Ive had enough
I bet you're probably sick of me now
Im only sticking up for myself
My whole life you got me thinking its daddy
But i grew up, you stupid woman
Look at the time...
Ain't you tired Miss?
ain't you tired of bringing up the death in our family?
And why is brought up when we argue?
Wtf is wrong with you?
You're addicted to a certain kind of madness
You didn't have to cut me out the picture.
Im glad you have a new husband
But watch, when he's gone...
I will be too.
Don't bother looking for me.
What happened to...
I bet you're probably sick of me now
Im only sticking up for myself
My whole life you got me thinking its daddy
But i grew up, you stupid woman
Look at the time...
Ain't you tired Miss?
ain't you tired of bringing up the death in our family?
And why is brought up when we argue?
Wtf is wrong with you?
You're addicted to a certain kind of madness
You didn't have to cut me out the picture.
Im glad you have a new husband
But watch, when he's gone...
I will be too.
Don't bother looking for me.
What happened to...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jun 2013 8:23am
1st Jun 2013 8:23am
dont be heroins friend.
Hey, heroin's my name... I come from this.strange flower...
Or though i hold this nasty power!
I steal lives
Sisters, teenagers and wives!
Inject me into a vein...
And ill find my way to your brain.
Many people find me deadly,
But to others they find me friendly.
One thing you must know...
Is ill never let you go.
Your loved ones will leave you. That's fine
Because you're all mine!
Hahaha
You want to get rid of me now? You're a joke.
Soon you'll need another vein to poke.
Im sure your parents warned you about me... ...
Or though i hold this nasty power!
I steal lives
Sisters, teenagers and wives!
Inject me into a vein...
And ill find my way to your brain.
Many people find me deadly,
But to others they find me friendly.
One thing you must know...
Is ill never let you go.
Your loved ones will leave you. That's fine
Because you're all mine!
Hahaha
You want to get rid of me now? You're a joke.
Soon you'll need another vein to poke.
Im sure your parents warned you about me... ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th May 2013 5:10pm
26th May 2013 5:10pm
I hate who you've become.
Stop with the lies and silly games
And how are they all the same?
You treat me,
The way you want it to be
Stop with your sh*t
Im going to have a fit!
When you look in the mirror,
What do you see?
A beauty or a horror?
The money you desire
Made your heart scream fire!
Arrrrg, you can buy me a boat,
An iPhone or a super fast bike.
But i know we will start a fight
Can you not admit you're in the wrong?
Can't you see the pain i hold?
Is it making you strong?
And i bet you were told
By many people, ...
And how are they all the same?
You treat me,
The way you want it to be
Stop with your sh*t
Im going to have a fit!
When you look in the mirror,
What do you see?
A beauty or a horror?
The money you desire
Made your heart scream fire!
Arrrrg, you can buy me a boat,
An iPhone or a super fast bike.
But i know we will start a fight
Can you not admit you're in the wrong?
Can't you see the pain i hold?
Is it making you strong?
And i bet you were told
By many people, ...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th May 2013 10:11pm
25th May 2013 10:11pm
i couldnt picture you leaving my side.
Your big blue eyes
Held with gentle love
Why did god let you go?
Oh, i wish to see you again.
My little ghostcat.
Are you happy?
Are you strong?
Are you warm?
What was i suppose to do?
Fill my heart with anger, lash out
To the sky? Curse myself?
I want you back so bad.
In my dreams i found myself
Running towards you, only to
Reach out a hand- stroke your
Grey-white fur. For a moment
I miss you Oreo
Held with gentle love
Why did god let you go?
Oh, i wish to see you again.
My little ghostcat.
Are you happy?
Are you strong?
Are you warm?
What was i suppose to do?
Fill my heart with anger, lash out
To the sky? Curse myself?
I want you back so bad.
In my dreams i found myself
Running towards you, only to
Reach out a hand- stroke your
Grey-white fur. For a moment
I miss you Oreo
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
19th May 2013 2:23pm
19th May 2013 2:23pm
Anne Frank
Anne frank
Today is the day
They will pay--
I hate them beasts
But for now,
let's enjoy this feast
I look outside and try
Not to cry.
But I always see planes fly
I don't know why!
I'm forever in this house
Never aloud to bounce
I'm always trying!
How dare you sit there
Watch me crying
I wish to start school
But yet again, I'm being a fool
All I do is crave books
But for now it's foods
As I sit here,
Not knowing-
What to say
My words get
Smaller and
Smaller.
Today is the day
They will pay--
I hate them beasts
But for now,
let's enjoy this feast
I look outside and try
Not to cry.
But I always see planes fly
I don't know why!
I'm forever in this house
Never aloud to bounce
I'm always trying!
How dare you sit there
Watch me crying
I wish to start school
But yet again, I'm being a fool
All I do is crave books
But for now it's foods
As I sit here,
Not knowing-
What to say
My words get
Smaller and
Smaller.
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