Submissions by MissPoeticTradedy (MissPoeticTragedy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am inexperienced and lack structure but that's what I like about my poetry. I'll always carry paper but if I cant find a pen I shall use my blood by all means necessary. I am the silent type so writing is my one way of expressing raw emotion.
DARK POEM
Published
17th May 2015 6:27am
17th May 2015 6:27am
Upfront
I'm trying to be all that i can
but its seemingly difficult.
Even to my own eye
I've made myself invisible.
Im suffocating. With nails at my eyes
and a stream of consciousness
drowning me, from inside out
ive become a hopeless, drystic
lonely young girl.
but its seemingly difficult.
Even to my own eye
I've made myself invisible.
Im suffocating. With nails at my eyes
and a stream of consciousness
drowning me, from inside out
ive become a hopeless, drystic
lonely young girl.
680 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th May 2015 12:20pm
16th May 2015 12:20pm
Angst
pot head
stress case
somewhat ocd
short tempered
weirdly emotional
conflicted in gender
discretely passionate
This is not me.
Or is it.
stress case
somewhat ocd
short tempered
weirdly emotional
conflicted in gender
discretely passionate
This is not me.
Or is it.
601 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th May 2015 2:43pm
15th May 2015 2:43pm
Contemplation of a parallel existance
Imagine the dynamics
of this bus
Down side up
The cameras watch our feet
The seats above our heads
A world where
upside down
has no boundaries
What a world that would be...
of this bus
Down side up
The cameras watch our feet
The seats above our heads
A world where
upside down
has no boundaries
What a world that would be...
563 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th May 2015 2:24pm
15th May 2015 2:24pm
Wall paint
Do not attempt to impress those who do not tempt to admire.
620 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2013 2:02pm
13th Dec 2013 2:02pm
Luceat lux vestra.
All the factors contributing to the undetermined
depression and lack of expression
is not enough to inexcusably deny exuberance.
depression and lack of expression
is not enough to inexcusably deny exuberance.
635 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Dec 2013 10:48am
13th Dec 2013 10:48am
Character Assassin
Blank stares
into the depths of nothingness.
Smiles make me feel but
empty...
I have nothing to give
and if I did
She wouldn't a clue
of what to do.
You see
In my last case of sumbisssion
humiliation no more.
I went about kicking and screaming
Until it ended our war.
into the depths of nothingness.
Smiles make me feel but
empty...
I have nothing to give
and if I did
She wouldn't a clue
of what to do.
You see
In my last case of sumbisssion
humiliation no more.
I went about kicking and screaming
Until it ended our war.
579 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th Dec 2013 00:01am
13th Dec 2013 00:01am
Decietful diary entries.
Guilt is not your conscience chewing at your brain
but merely the memory of a previous mistake.
Told or untold - there is no tether from which to dwell.
Captive prisioners in the canal
Of Earths stories to tell.
but merely the memory of a previous mistake.
Told or untold - there is no tether from which to dwell.
Captive prisioners in the canal
Of Earths stories to tell.
579 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 11:43pm
12th Dec 2013 11:43pm
Influences of acid persuasion
My fingers begin to trail your soft, masculine hands, as your hair stands and your body becomes tense to my touch my gut begins to bellow with obscure treachery, bringing me to grind my teeth into sand like granules.
Convinced that my conscience is merely a conflict of emotions I kiss you.
My face becomes non existant as my mind focuses on your cherry red lips clashing with mine.
A burning sensation within our solar plexus bellows right through the core...
I would have taken him to my room -
I would have made him face his doom -
But all we did was kiss that night...
Convinced that my conscience is merely a conflict of emotions I kiss you.
My face becomes non existant as my mind focuses on your cherry red lips clashing with mine.
A burning sensation within our solar plexus bellows right through the core...
I would have taken him to my room -
I would have made him face his doom -
But all we did was kiss that night...
610 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Dec 2013 9:45am
12th Dec 2013 9:45am
Rational thought & Emotional turmoil
You take life too seriously.
Twirl around,
Do a little dance,
Kiss the air and wave your arms !
This is the universe, after all...
Not a state of mind.
Twirl around,
Do a little dance,
Kiss the air and wave your arms !
This is the universe, after all...
Not a state of mind.
588 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 9:29am
12th Dec 2013 9:29am
Microwavable Dignity
The world is trashed
It hurts my mind.
The corrupt views,
People seemingly blind.
This allusion distinguishes reality..
So free your fucking minds.
It hurts my mind.
The corrupt views,
People seemingly blind.
This allusion distinguishes reality..
So free your fucking minds.
592 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2013 00:12am
12th Dec 2013 00:12am
Lost in an uncertain realm
We were in unison - The connection between us was strong
We were content.
That was before we discovered - the outside world had made us weak, almost susceptible to corruption of our minds intentions.
"We must depart from our sisterly bonds" she had exclaimed...
That was certain, we agreed with no doubt.
When we sobered from the world of awakening dreams our individual strengths were restored and we accomplished all that we had feared of losing.
(It will never be the same after eating those mushrooms)
Never again will I share such a...
We were content.
That was before we discovered - the outside world had made us weak, almost susceptible to corruption of our minds intentions.
"We must depart from our sisterly bonds" she had exclaimed...
That was certain, we agreed with no doubt.
When we sobered from the world of awakening dreams our individual strengths were restored and we accomplished all that we had feared of losing.
(It will never be the same after eating those mushrooms)
Never again will I share such a...
573 reads
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