Submissions by NerdyFallenAngel (Little Hollow)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
When i write, I write what i feel. Poetry, whether i'm reading or writing it, calms me down. I don't expect people to like my writing, I do it mainly for my own pleasure. :)
Brothers
Two little boys sitting and playing
Almost perfect lives living with their daddy
They're momma moved away but dad chose to stay
Two twin boys as happy as can be
One day dad came home but this time not alone
With a woman by his side they both said hi
They never thought this would happen
Two confused boys asking can this be
Months go by as this stranger grows
Their daddy running around and working late
They wonder why her belly looks like a melon
Two worried boys scared of what can be
The ninth month comes and daddy rushes her away...
Almost perfect lives living with their daddy
They're momma moved away but dad chose to stay
Two twin boys as happy as can be
One day dad came home but this time not alone
With a woman by his side they both said hi
They never thought this would happen
Two confused boys asking can this be
Months go by as this stranger grows
Their daddy running around and working late
They wonder why her belly looks like a melon
Two worried boys scared of what can be
The ninth month comes and daddy rushes her away...
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Love is a hurtful thing
I always let you hurt me
even though I don't know why
And it always seems to want
To make me wanna cry
I tell myself it won't happen
And that I will not let you go
But everytime I turn my back
Your there telling me no
I spill my heart out to you
To express to you how I feel
You spill your heart out to me
then the next day it's a different ordeal
I wish I could forget when you do this to me
I wish I could figure out why I can't let go
I love you more than I even know why
But no matter what I do I end up wanting to cry
even though I don't know why
And it always seems to want
To make me wanna cry
I tell myself it won't happen
And that I will not let you go
But everytime I turn my back
Your there telling me no
I spill my heart out to you
To express to you how I feel
You spill your heart out to me
then the next day it's a different ordeal
I wish I could forget when you do this to me
I wish I could figure out why I can't let go
I love you more than I even know why
But no matter what I do I end up wanting to cry
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Underestimation
You say I'm quiet as can be
But sometimes silence is the key
Because I may not talk too much
But I listen very clearly.
You can talk really soft
You can talk really slow
But even though that's how it is
I'm definitely bound to know
Don't underestimate me
Because I can see
You can try to talk behind my back
But I'm still going to know
Well I forgot what I was getting at
But I wanna finish this poem
So just remember not to cross my bad side
And well definitely get along
But sometimes silence is the key
Because I may not talk too much
But I listen very clearly.
You can talk really soft
You can talk really slow
But even though that's how it is
I'm definitely bound to know
Don't underestimate me
Because I can see
You can try to talk behind my back
But I'm still going to know
Well I forgot what I was getting at
But I wanna finish this poem
So just remember not to cross my bad side
And well definitely get along
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So Far Away
Internet
It's a contagious disease
Love
This may not come at ease
So what happens
When they're tied together?
When you meet someone you don't know
When you love someone you haven't met
Is this all good for the heart?
Cause I haven't seen it yet.
We kicked it off
On that site
We had our fun
But not in the light
We've never met
We've never embraced
But still I love you
No matter what's at stake.
It's a contagious disease
Love
This may not come at ease
So what happens
When they're tied together?
When you meet someone you don't know
When you love someone you haven't met
Is this all good for the heart?
Cause I haven't seen it yet.
We kicked it off
On that site
We had our fun
But not in the light
We've never met
We've never embraced
But still I love you
No matter what's at stake.
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You...
You always seem to make me smile
Every hour of everyday
My thoughts of you are in a big pile
That gets added to in every way
Tears fall down my face
Because of everything we've been through
And yet I still want to win this race
Just like the morning dew
I suspect this feeling is pretty rare
But I know I'm not in love with you
Do I even dare?
Do you have this feeling too?
Every hour of everyday
My thoughts of you are in a big pile
That gets added to in every way
Tears fall down my face
Because of everything we've been through
And yet I still want to win this race
Just like the morning dew
I suspect this feeling is pretty rare
But I know I'm not in love with you
Do I even dare?
Do you have this feeling too?
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Alone
Do you ever feel alone in the world
Like no one even cares?
Do you ever miss someone
Who you know you shouldn't dare?
The heart is a dangerous place
Especially when its lonely.
It makes you want to experience
That special one and only.
But when that one is gone
And your standing all alone
You wish that you had done something
Instead of doing wrong.
But what happens when your heart
Knows everything is gone?
Oh that is when you notice
That you are standing all alone.
Like no one even cares?
Do you ever miss someone
Who you know you shouldn't dare?
The heart is a dangerous place
Especially when its lonely.
It makes you want to experience
That special one and only.
But when that one is gone
And your standing all alone
You wish that you had done something
Instead of doing wrong.
But what happens when your heart
Knows everything is gone?
Oh that is when you notice
That you are standing all alone.
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Stars = Society?
That first lone star of light
That twinkles its little heart out first every night.
Should it be called a winner?
What about a loner?
Judge it by what you must
But don't make a big fuss
This question should be quite simple
Ahh, there, I see that dimple
That lone star is neither
And you don't know why either.
The star is individual
Cause not everything has to be equal
Think about it now
This fits in society how?
When you figure it out
Give me a shout(:
That twinkles its little heart out first every night.
Should it be called a winner?
What about a loner?
Judge it by what you must
But don't make a big fuss
This question should be quite simple
Ahh, there, I see that dimple
That lone star is neither
And you don't know why either.
The star is individual
Cause not everything has to be equal
Think about it now
This fits in society how?
When you figure it out
Give me a shout(:
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The End?
Mothers mothers all around,
Teachers daughters hear the sound!
This life will shortly come to an end,
Let all people prepare to descend!
For our bodies are slowly becoming sick,
Can't you hear the clock tick?
The sun the stars and the sky,
Will not be flying oh so high.
The ocean will also be gone soon,
And there won't be wolves to howl at the moon.
Some are innocent some are guilty,
Some are just downright dirty!
But it won't matter how you lived,
Because all will soon be killed!
Teachers daughters hear the sound!
This life will shortly come to an end,
Let all people prepare to descend!
For our bodies are slowly becoming sick,
Can't you hear the clock tick?
The sun the stars and the sky,
Will not be flying oh so high.
The ocean will also be gone soon,
And there won't be wolves to howl at the moon.
Some are innocent some are guilty,
Some are just downright dirty!
But it won't matter how you lived,
Because all will soon be killed!
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My Voice is What Counts
I try to please everyone
It brings me pain.
Just when I think it's done
Things turn vain.
This is bullshit cause
I should be the one to choose
Who will come to sit
And who will lose
It's my recital, it's my choice
Why should they be the voice?
Yes you helped, yes you pais
But they're my decisions to be made!
It brings me pain.
Just when I think it's done
Things turn vain.
This is bullshit cause
I should be the one to choose
Who will come to sit
And who will lose
It's my recital, it's my choice
Why should they be the voice?
Yes you helped, yes you pais
But they're my decisions to be made!
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