Submissions by Panda-Paw (UrbanPoe)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An amateur by the very meaning. My words are simple and used, but I like to pretend that I am able to put them into a context which appeals to the reader anyhow.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2011 11:12pm
11th Dec 2011 11:12pm
Never Trust A Telltale
Hey hey hey… I have a secret!
If I tell you… Will you keep it safe?
Locked away with your own secrets, down in the basement of your heart? Will you treasure it for me, just like I treasure you?
Or will you spill it out, like a wild river going abroad its bays? Like an avalanche on a devilish mountain, fooling everybody with it's white innocence and beauty?
In the end… Would you be the very one I should have kept this secret from?
If I tell you… Will you keep it safe?
Locked away with your own secrets, down in the basement of your heart? Will you treasure it for me, just like I treasure you?
Or will you spill it out, like a wild river going abroad its bays? Like an avalanche on a devilish mountain, fooling everybody with it's white innocence and beauty?
In the end… Would you be the very one I should have kept this secret from?
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2011 1:29pm
2nd Aug 2011 1:29pm
Powerful Words
The silence is noisy, roaring between you and I. It is almost unbearable. So frightening noisy, it scares the hell out of me, making my body tremble unwillingly.
But then your lips part to mumble some of the most powerful words in the world. The words of an apology. They cut through all the noise, like a sharpened knife cutting through melting butter. Your voice is like the sound of a thousand waves, fighting against a small boat in a storm.
Is that little boat me? Your voice splash over me - I can't feel my heartbeat anymore.
For a moment, there is only the numb...
But then your lips part to mumble some of the most powerful words in the world. The words of an apology. They cut through all the noise, like a sharpened knife cutting through melting butter. Your voice is like the sound of a thousand waves, fighting against a small boat in a storm.
Is that little boat me? Your voice splash over me - I can't feel my heartbeat anymore.
For a moment, there is only the numb...
765 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Apr 2011 7:24am
26th Apr 2011 7:24am
Useful
Please awake me from this nightmare.
Please, say that you care.
That you feel my pain, my tears, my sorrow.
That you’ll still be here tomorrow.
To hold my hand, my heart, my comfort,
To make sure that I stay unhurt?
I know I'm selfish for keeping you close,
I know it hurts you the most.
I thought it would change along the road,
But our love is still a complicated code.
My dear, I know you can't say no,
When my pleading words come in a row.
I just can't seem to stop my lips,
As they are fighting to be near his.
Please, say that you care.
That you feel my pain, my tears, my sorrow.
That you’ll still be here tomorrow.
To hold my hand, my heart, my comfort,
To make sure that I stay unhurt?
I know I'm selfish for keeping you close,
I know it hurts you the most.
I thought it would change along the road,
But our love is still a complicated code.
My dear, I know you can't say no,
When my pleading words come in a row.
I just can't seem to stop my lips,
As they are fighting to be near his.
870 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 6:16pm
25th Apr 2011 6:16pm
The Lost Soul That Is Me
When colorfull souls die in the end,
Where will they rest?
When high-class people loose their mind,
Who of us is best?
Seen from a demon's perspective,
None is as good as I.
But when I look myself in the mirror,
I wish that I could cry.
Where will they rest?
When high-class people loose their mind,
Who of us is best?
Seen from a demon's perspective,
None is as good as I.
But when I look myself in the mirror,
I wish that I could cry.
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2011 7:50pm
20th Mar 2011 7:50pm
The Rolling Stone
I once stepped on a rolling stone,
Being far away from the safety of home.
I once got lost in the deep, dark woods,
But found a meadow filled with monkshoods.
I laid among these fresh, purple flowers,
Uncaring about all the passing hours.
I watched the sunrays disappear,
Turning the meadow to a landscape so austere.
I stood up and wanted to run away,
I had to flee and somehow make my escape.
I stumbled my path over rocks and stones,
And ripped my clothes on wild growing thorns.
I fled from trees, plants and their wild...
Being far away from the safety of home.
I once got lost in the deep, dark woods,
But found a meadow filled with monkshoods.
I laid among these fresh, purple flowers,
Uncaring about all the passing hours.
I watched the sunrays disappear,
Turning the meadow to a landscape so austere.
I stood up and wanted to run away,
I had to flee and somehow make my escape.
I stumbled my path over rocks and stones,
And ripped my clothes on wild growing thorns.
I fled from trees, plants and their wild...
949 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2010 7:54pm
2nd Nov 2010 7:54pm
Nervousness for Hope
I cannot say, that it's over yet,
But I can say, that I'm trying.
I cannot give you, what I have to give,
But I'm sick and tired of lying.
I'll try to reach out my hand,
keeping you from stumble.
I'll try to hold your stand,
speaking spells in my mumble.
I feel our bond is breaking,
And I try not to show,
The worries I ain't speaking,
When you turn around to go.
Given hope, melted with lips of a liar,
Will shatter your heart to stone.
All you'll feel is the desire,
Burning through your broken bones.
I will...
But I can say, that I'm trying.
I cannot give you, what I have to give,
But I'm sick and tired of lying.
I'll try to reach out my hand,
keeping you from stumble.
I'll try to hold your stand,
speaking spells in my mumble.
I feel our bond is breaking,
And I try not to show,
The worries I ain't speaking,
When you turn around to go.
Given hope, melted with lips of a liar,
Will shatter your heart to stone.
All you'll feel is the desire,
Burning through your broken bones.
I will...
989 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2010 11:47pm
15th Aug 2010 11:47pm
Blinded
I'm not crying now to get your attention.
I merely want a small expansion,
of hope that has once been given to me,
to keep up the facade of how you used to be.
I hate how things have turned out now,
I want to scream, yell and shout.
So watch my tears fill up my eyes,
as you keep on filling me with empty lies.
I remember our time with smiles and joy,
and I know I'll come to miss you, my boy,
But deep down I know what is true,
You're still the bastard who made me lose,
My dignity, my trust and all that crap,
So...
I merely want a small expansion,
of hope that has once been given to me,
to keep up the facade of how you used to be.
I hate how things have turned out now,
I want to scream, yell and shout.
So watch my tears fill up my eyes,
as you keep on filling me with empty lies.
I remember our time with smiles and joy,
and I know I'll come to miss you, my boy,
But deep down I know what is true,
You're still the bastard who made me lose,
My dignity, my trust and all that crap,
So...
819 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Aug 2010 10:39pm
8th Aug 2010 10:39pm
Afterwards
I wake up, missing
your long gone face.
I wake up, to find
everything out of place.
I speed up, so I can
leave it all behind.
I speed up, to
escape my haunted mind.
Although...
Time has never
really been on my side.
Time has always
seemed to keep me fixed tied.
Somehow, everything
seems bad; everything we do.
Somehow, I could
never regret meeting you.
your long gone face.
I wake up, to find
everything out of place.
I speed up, so I can
leave it all behind.
I speed up, to
escape my haunted mind.
Although...
Time has never
really been on my side.
Time has always
seemed to keep me fixed tied.
Somehow, everything
seems bad; everything we do.
Somehow, I could
never regret meeting you.
932 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
7th Jun 2010 5:34pm
7th Jun 2010 5:34pm
End It
Is this where you've had enough?
Is this the time, I get to say "Fuck!",
And call you a slut?
Is this the time to hate and cry?
The time to say goodbye?
I counted you as a friend.
I would stick with you, untill the end,
but you smashed my self defence.
And yet, I miss you, you selfish wench.
Is this the time, I get to say "Fuck!",
And call you a slut?
Is this the time to hate and cry?
The time to say goodbye?
I counted you as a friend.
I would stick with you, untill the end,
but you smashed my self defence.
And yet, I miss you, you selfish wench.
863 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jun 2010 5:32pm
7th Jun 2010 5:32pm
God Help The Outcast
I’m using your name in vain,
Cause you never notice her pain.
Can’t you see the scars on her wrists?
All the blood that were spilt?
The blood that colored the sheet red as wine?
Her tears from time to time?
Cause you never notice her pain.
Can’t you see the scars on her wrists?
All the blood that were spilt?
The blood that colored the sheet red as wine?
Her tears from time to time?
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2010 9:26am
26th Apr 2010 9:26am
Believe
I believe in changes.
I believe in destiny.
I believe in a purpose with life.
A meaning for each existence.
I believe in consequences.
I believe in small errors in the system.
Everybody has their (un)conscious goal in life.
But what is my goal?
What is my purpose?
I don’t have any.
So I dream.
Dream and hope.
Hope for the day, that my existence will end.
I believe in that.
I hope on a life after this.
I fear for a life after this.
A life with goals.
A life with purpose.
A life with future.
A life without freedom?...
I believe in destiny.
I believe in a purpose with life.
A meaning for each existence.
I believe in consequences.
I believe in small errors in the system.
Everybody has their (un)conscious goal in life.
But what is my goal?
What is my purpose?
I don’t have any.
So I dream.
Dream and hope.
Hope for the day, that my existence will end.
I believe in that.
I hope on a life after this.
I fear for a life after this.
A life with goals.
A life with purpose.
A life with future.
A life without freedom?...
1002 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Apr 2010 9:22am
26th Apr 2010 9:22am
Fade
I’m watching the last spark of the sun.
I feel the last spark of you and me.
And so it is.
Here we are.
Feeling love, stronger than before,
But life is weaker than ever.
I hold your hand.
So cold it is.
(So cold)
You open your eyes to watch.
“I love you,” you whisper.
I know it’s true.
And so it is.
Here we are.
I cry bitter tears.
Softly I kiss your lips.
So cold they are.
(So cold)
I see your trembling body.
I feel your slow breath.
I hear your last sigh.
So it is.
Here we are.
My heart...
I feel the last spark of you and me.
And so it is.
Here we are.
Feeling love, stronger than before,
But life is weaker than ever.
I hold your hand.
So cold it is.
(So cold)
You open your eyes to watch.
“I love you,” you whisper.
I know it’s true.
And so it is.
Here we are.
I cry bitter tears.
Softly I kiss your lips.
So cold they are.
(So cold)
I see your trembling body.
I feel your slow breath.
I hear your last sigh.
So it is.
Here we are.
My heart...
880 reads
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