Submissions by NoMoreLove (Golden Bird)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Why would I tell you anything? I'm possibly wanted in 12 states... ;) but who doesn't believe me... Smart people.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 12:16pm
20th Nov 2012 12:16pm
Too Late
Oh please, grow up,
I'm tired of this yammer,
On and on about useless lies,
Nobody cares but we can tell the difference,
Stuff it, see the grand in this hate,
I dislike you so much I've written a poem about you.
Don't grieve, I'm being quite quaint.
The stars will stop flaring and blow out,
When I start liking you,
It'd take the end of the world,
And probably longer,
For you to get some decent friends,
I tried to be nice but look back on how you treat us,
Aha, are you starting to think again?
If you were on your knees and...
I'm tired of this yammer,
On and on about useless lies,
Nobody cares but we can tell the difference,
Stuff it, see the grand in this hate,
I dislike you so much I've written a poem about you.
Don't grieve, I'm being quite quaint.
The stars will stop flaring and blow out,
When I start liking you,
It'd take the end of the world,
And probably longer,
For you to get some decent friends,
I tried to be nice but look back on how you treat us,
Aha, are you starting to think again?
If you were on your knees and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 9:04pm
19th Nov 2012 9:04pm
I.Fear.You.
You,
With your dark eyes and cruel expression,
You,
Feeding me lies slowly,
You,
Who have no proof for anything,
You,
Another random person onthe Internet,
You,
A possible stalker outside my window,
You,
That hunter out inthe forest coming for me next.
I'm all talk and flirt,
Being bitchy and a big fat jerk,
But on the inside I'mweak,
Am I lying?
You don't know.
Are you really eighteen,
Or are you only twelve?
There is no way of knowing,
We have no way to tell,
Maybe your truthful, maybe I am...
With your dark eyes and cruel expression,
You,
Feeding me lies slowly,
You,
Who have no proof for anything,
You,
Another random person onthe Internet,
You,
A possible stalker outside my window,
You,
That hunter out inthe forest coming for me next.
I'm all talk and flirt,
Being bitchy and a big fat jerk,
But on the inside I'mweak,
Am I lying?
You don't know.
Are you really eighteen,
Or are you only twelve?
There is no way of knowing,
We have no way to tell,
Maybe your truthful, maybe I am...
666 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 8:44pm
19th Nov 2012 8:44pm
Doomed
Bury me in a ditch,
Slice open my wrists,
There's a definet no,
To ever noticing I'm gone,
No one will care,
I'm just a rude bad kid,
Out of all those others,
Who actual are understood,
And get noticed in a good way.
Sitting in church class,
My teacher says suicide is a sin,
That it's murder,
Because we, ourselves, are God's children,
But I don't think that matters,
I was born outta Hell,
There isn't a speck of heaven,
Tainting this night black soul,
So her speech didn't worry me,
I was doomed from the beginning.
Slice open my wrists,
There's a definet no,
To ever noticing I'm gone,
No one will care,
I'm just a rude bad kid,
Out of all those others,
Who actual are understood,
And get noticed in a good way.
Sitting in church class,
My teacher says suicide is a sin,
That it's murder,
Because we, ourselves, are God's children,
But I don't think that matters,
I was born outta Hell,
There isn't a speck of heaven,
Tainting this night black soul,
So her speech didn't worry me,
I was doomed from the beginning.
640 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 1:55am
18th Nov 2012 1:55am
Get You Back
You and your first world problems,
Wearing your top brand clothes,
Pouting like no tomorrow,
Over a stupid row,
I'm tired of your complaints,
Take it like a man would,
Get out of prolonged childhood,
Stop being a stupid cow.
I've seen cattle with more interest,
Eating the grass we grow,
You're so dull and boring,
Staring at the ceiling,
Is more fun than talking to you,
Get a life for once,
And please, as long as you don't have one still,
Leave me alone.
I don't care if you got a bruise,
I just broke my nose,
You...
Wearing your top brand clothes,
Pouting like no tomorrow,
Over a stupid row,
I'm tired of your complaints,
Take it like a man would,
Get out of prolonged childhood,
Stop being a stupid cow.
I've seen cattle with more interest,
Eating the grass we grow,
You're so dull and boring,
Staring at the ceiling,
Is more fun than talking to you,
Get a life for once,
And please, as long as you don't have one still,
Leave me alone.
I don't care if you got a bruise,
I just broke my nose,
You...
690 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 1:30am
18th Nov 2012 1:30am
The Will Of The Dead
This is my will,
The will of a dead,
If I've stopped writing,
I've keeled over,
On top of my bed,
Miss you all,
But then again not,
Dead people on beds,
Don't know how to love.
My writing is copywrite,
So when I die,
If any of you take it,
I'll haunt you for life,
Take apart your insides,
String them around my bow,
And shoot you,
WOOSH PLUNK
Haha then you'll die.
I might have died,
By some thing in my head,
I've told I was crazy,
Maybe crazy just went on ahead,
Putting me to my deathbed,
But...
The will of a dead,
If I've stopped writing,
I've keeled over,
On top of my bed,
Miss you all,
But then again not,
Dead people on beds,
Don't know how to love.
My writing is copywrite,
So when I die,
If any of you take it,
I'll haunt you for life,
Take apart your insides,
String them around my bow,
And shoot you,
WOOSH PLUNK
Haha then you'll die.
I might have died,
By some thing in my head,
I've told I was crazy,
Maybe crazy just went on ahead,
Putting me to my deathbed,
But...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Nov 2012 12:53pm
17th Nov 2012 12:53pm
Wish
If you wish a wish to be wished
But dream the wish was from a well
And the well was deep and dark and dank
And that wish was only at the bottom of the well
Would you try to get it?
If you wish a wish to be wished
But dream the wish was in your death
And the death was deep and dark and evil
And that wish was only in your death
Would you attempt to find it?
But dream the wish was from a well
And the well was deep and dark and dank
And that wish was only at the bottom of the well
Would you try to get it?
If you wish a wish to be wished
But dream the wish was in your death
And the death was deep and dark and evil
And that wish was only in your death
Would you attempt to find it?
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Nov 2012 12:51pm
17th Nov 2012 12:51pm
Light Of Day
Hurry quickly, it's coming your way
What is coming
The light of day
What's wrong with the light
It shows the truth, it eats the lies
That is good, is it not
It's not, it's not, for I am a lie.
A lie you are, but why
A figment of imagination am I
The sun, the sun, it's coming your way,
Oh no, oh no, the light of day
Hurry quickly it's coming your way,
It's coming, It's coming, the light of day
For it shows the truth and it eats your lies.
What is coming
The light of day
What's wrong with the light
It shows the truth, it eats the lies
That is good, is it not
It's not, it's not, for I am a lie.
A lie you are, but why
A figment of imagination am I
The sun, the sun, it's coming your way,
Oh no, oh no, the light of day
Hurry quickly it's coming your way,
It's coming, It's coming, the light of day
For it shows the truth and it eats your lies.
580 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Nov 2012 12:23pm
16th Nov 2012 12:23pm
Dead Poetry
My poems are nonsense,
Full of empty words,
Broken promises,
And truthful lies,
That look at the world,
In a twisted way,
Like seeing through,
Shards of glass,
Taped together.
Darkness shrouding,
Eyes cloaked,
With a dismal grey,
Rain running down my cheek,
Like the tears I wish would come,
But nothing is left,
Any form of brilliance,
Or a slice of talent,
Bit off and taken,
Leaving words.
So slow to speak,
A poem by a freak,
It is I, freak the dead,
Welcome to my cemetery,
Of dead letters,...
Full of empty words,
Broken promises,
And truthful lies,
That look at the world,
In a twisted way,
Like seeing through,
Shards of glass,
Taped together.
Darkness shrouding,
Eyes cloaked,
With a dismal grey,
Rain running down my cheek,
Like the tears I wish would come,
But nothing is left,
Any form of brilliance,
Or a slice of talent,
Bit off and taken,
Leaving words.
So slow to speak,
A poem by a freak,
It is I, freak the dead,
Welcome to my cemetery,
Of dead letters,...
658 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 9:44pm
15th Nov 2012 9:44pm
Sweet Sacrafice
May the fire burn your feet,
Crush your hopes,
And bury your dreams,
Piling wishes form a line,
Off a cliff, sweet sacrifice.
May the thorns impale your heart,
Poisen your blood,
And tear your soul,
Piling tears form a sea,
Under the waves, sweet sacrifice.
May the darkness engulf you,
Taint your thoughts,
And shadow your fantasies,
Piling screams join together,
Welcome to the dark side, sweet sacrafice.
Crush your hopes,
And bury your dreams,
Piling wishes form a line,
Off a cliff, sweet sacrifice.
May the thorns impale your heart,
Poisen your blood,
And tear your soul,
Piling tears form a sea,
Under the waves, sweet sacrifice.
May the darkness engulf you,
Taint your thoughts,
And shadow your fantasies,
Piling screams join together,
Welcome to the dark side, sweet sacrafice.
754 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 12:28pm
15th Nov 2012 12:28pm
The Hunter And The Deer
Black soft eyes of a curious deer,
Meet the eyes of her hunter,
Both tense at the sight of eachother,
One raising a gun to focus,
The other searching for the best way out,
So silent the forest becomes,
Not a bird chirps or bee hums,
The hunter is ready to get his catch,
A gun rears at the same time,
As the quick deer jumps in fear,
And the so that doe,
She disappears.
Persistence is the key,
Thought the hunter walking through,
The desolate forest surrounding,
Up a tree and to a stand,
He waits patiently as only a good hunter...
Meet the eyes of her hunter,
Both tense at the sight of eachother,
One raising a gun to focus,
The other searching for the best way out,
So silent the forest becomes,
Not a bird chirps or bee hums,
The hunter is ready to get his catch,
A gun rears at the same time,
As the quick deer jumps in fear,
And the so that doe,
She disappears.
Persistence is the key,
Thought the hunter walking through,
The desolate forest surrounding,
Up a tree and to a stand,
He waits patiently as only a good hunter...
659 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 12:26pm
15th Nov 2012 12:26pm
My Life As A Monopoly Game
I'm tired of this game I play,
Roll the dice and hope for snake eyes,
Too many variables to make it fun,
Close to the edge and I'm getting closer,
It's a sick game of monopoly,
And I'm getting slaughtered.
I'm losing my money and it's going fast,
There are only so many get out of jail frees,
All these players knocking me off the board,
Relying on luck to pull on through,
Always praying not to land on blue,
Twisted game of pratts pulling tricks.
Roll the dice and hope for snake eyes,
Too many variables to make it fun,
Close to the edge and I'm getting closer,
It's a sick game of monopoly,
And I'm getting slaughtered.
I'm losing my money and it's going fast,
There are only so many get out of jail frees,
All these players knocking me off the board,
Relying on luck to pull on through,
Always praying not to land on blue,
Twisted game of pratts pulling tricks.
661 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 2:12am
15th Nov 2012 2:12am
Crazy
Don't touch don't touch,
Filthy child,
These are my secrets,
My one and only prize,
The things I hold dear,
You think I'm crazy now,
Then you don't want read these,
Poems give more help than you need.
I'd rather not be shipped away,
Sent to the place where the mad one's stay,
Let me be crazy on my own,
So don't touch these poems,
Don't read their words,
I told you why and I won't agian,
So go away and find another game to play.
Filthy child,
These are my secrets,
My one and only prize,
The things I hold dear,
You think I'm crazy now,
Then you don't want read these,
Poems give more help than you need.
I'd rather not be shipped away,
Sent to the place where the mad one's stay,
Let me be crazy on my own,
So don't touch these poems,
Don't read their words,
I told you why and I won't agian,
So go away and find another game to play.
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