Submissions by MsSincerity
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Well like I said in the about you section, I've been writing for about 10 years and just now starting to get the courage to share my work publicly. I write about all different kinds of catergories, as long as I can feel some kind of emotion to it.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Apr 2016 8:54pm
19th Apr 2016 8:54pm
Subtext
You constantly acting like you bitter,
With enough kitten attitudes to fill a litter.
But pride too strong to admit it,
So you just sit back and fill with resentment.
Only person you can blame is yourself,
So don't project on someone else.
If you not happy with your life choices then change it,
But own up to what you did and deal with it.
You may not see what you doing but it is being seen,
I know what the subtext in our conversations really mean.
So if you don't want others start to notice I suggest this attitude should cease,
Let's converse like...
With enough kitten attitudes to fill a litter.
But pride too strong to admit it,
So you just sit back and fill with resentment.
Only person you can blame is yourself,
So don't project on someone else.
If you not happy with your life choices then change it,
But own up to what you did and deal with it.
You may not see what you doing but it is being seen,
I know what the subtext in our conversations really mean.
So if you don't want others start to notice I suggest this attitude should cease,
Let's converse like...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2016 2:04pm
14th Apr 2016 2:04pm
Synopsis of Me
Some things about me that none of you know,
I'm recently divorced, single mom with multiple sclerosis that stays on the go.
I learned a lesson about love I'm never going to forget,
And even though it was hard I'll never regret it.
With an illness like that my future is a question,
Still on my face you won't see a sad expression.
I'm sure you wondering but how can that be?
Because I discovered even more strengths that I even didn't know about me.
My son is my pride and joy,
He's truly who I do it all for.
Some days can be difficult battling what I have...
I'm recently divorced, single mom with multiple sclerosis that stays on the go.
I learned a lesson about love I'm never going to forget,
And even though it was hard I'll never regret it.
With an illness like that my future is a question,
Still on my face you won't see a sad expression.
I'm sure you wondering but how can that be?
Because I discovered even more strengths that I even didn't know about me.
My son is my pride and joy,
He's truly who I do it all for.
Some days can be difficult battling what I have...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2016 2:02pm
14th Apr 2016 2:02pm
Ms. Sincerity
Why I deemed myself Ms. Sincerity?
Because my most valued characteristic is my integrity.
I'm sincere, honest, trustworthy and true,
It's not easy to get me to vouch for you.
I'm true to my word and meant what I said,
But nowadays those values are mostly dead.
Ask anyone who knows me, I'm not going to say it unless I mean it,
Won't cause a mess but I'll help you clean it.
I'm not going to lie for anyone including myself,
If that brings trouble upon me I'll manage the hand I was dealt.
Lying causes more trouble than it helps.
So why Ms....
Because my most valued characteristic is my integrity.
I'm sincere, honest, trustworthy and true,
It's not easy to get me to vouch for you.
I'm true to my word and meant what I said,
But nowadays those values are mostly dead.
Ask anyone who knows me, I'm not going to say it unless I mean it,
Won't cause a mess but I'll help you clean it.
I'm not going to lie for anyone including myself,
If that brings trouble upon me I'll manage the hand I was dealt.
Lying causes more trouble than it helps.
So why Ms....
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 11:09am
13th Apr 2016 11:09am
Product of a Village
I'm a product of a village, I must say,
And I'm grateful for that to this very day.
My mom passed too soon, that part I don't boast,
But even with that tragedy I had more than most.
My family stepped in, well actually they were always there,
But the responsibility of raising kids, my grandmother and aunts took on to help my dad bare.
That house that I love oh so much was definitely filled to capacity,
But we somehow made it work, I sit back and reminisce laughingly.
Grandmother, dad, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins galore,
One thing I can say that house...
And I'm grateful for that to this very day.
My mom passed too soon, that part I don't boast,
But even with that tragedy I had more than most.
My family stepped in, well actually they were always there,
But the responsibility of raising kids, my grandmother and aunts took on to help my dad bare.
That house that I love oh so much was definitely filled to capacity,
But we somehow made it work, I sit back and reminisce laughingly.
Grandmother, dad, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins galore,
One thing I can say that house...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 11:05am
13th Apr 2016 11:05am
Society Today
I don't understand the content of music today,
What happen to that old school that could make you feel a certain way.
People want to be flashy talking about their private lives,
All the money they have, the drugs they do and how nice of a car he or she drives,
To me this is just an attempt to spark jealousy,
But I can just look at your career versus mine and know you make more than me.
So what's the point in putting it in a song,
There's so much more to life music could focus on.
Let's talk about love like our elders did back in the day,
Lord knows this...
What happen to that old school that could make you feel a certain way.
People want to be flashy talking about their private lives,
All the money they have, the drugs they do and how nice of a car he or she drives,
To me this is just an attempt to spark jealousy,
But I can just look at your career versus mine and know you make more than me.
So what's the point in putting it in a song,
There's so much more to life music could focus on.
Let's talk about love like our elders did back in the day,
Lord knows this...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 1:27am
13th Apr 2016 1:27am
Poetry is Reality
My poetry is an outlet, a place of liberation,
A reality of my own creation.
An escape I can come to at any point in time,
No laws or rules because it's a state of mind.
I am free to express truly how i feel,
No emotions to hide, no expressions to conceal.
No one else's feelings to consider, no repercussions to fear,
Because in my poetry I'm completely safe in here.
I can be so happy to the point of making others mad,
No judgment or unwanted eyes when I'm sad.
No unsolicited opinions when I'm mad.
I'm free in this reality, this creation of the...
A reality of my own creation.
An escape I can come to at any point in time,
No laws or rules because it's a state of mind.
I am free to express truly how i feel,
No emotions to hide, no expressions to conceal.
No one else's feelings to consider, no repercussions to fear,
Because in my poetry I'm completely safe in here.
I can be so happy to the point of making others mad,
No judgment or unwanted eyes when I'm sad.
No unsolicited opinions when I'm mad.
I'm free in this reality, this creation of the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 1:19am
13th Apr 2016 1:19am
Even Though You're Gone
My poetry isn't something I usually share,
But today I'm going to just to show how much I care.
This person has been there for me even before I was born,
That view hasn't changed even though now your gone.
I'm expressing these feelings early, there's just so much to say, Mother's Day isn't that far away.
Momma I love you more than words can express,
I tell this to your grave and pictures often I confess.
I talk to you early mornings and at night after I pray,
I talk to you when things are hard just to hear you say it'll all be okay.
Momma if Heaven...
But today I'm going to just to show how much I care.
This person has been there for me even before I was born,
That view hasn't changed even though now your gone.
I'm expressing these feelings early, there's just so much to say, Mother's Day isn't that far away.
Momma I love you more than words can express,
I tell this to your grave and pictures often I confess.
I talk to you early mornings and at night after I pray,
I talk to you when things are hard just to hear you say it'll all be okay.
Momma if Heaven...
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