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.
Free At Last
I'm watching you fade away,
I see the tears dripping from your soul.
I don't want to go, or know,
how the hell we ended up this way.
You're finally escaping the shame,
Smiling with a heavenly happiness.
Flying from a life in vain,
You're getting all limp and lifeless.
I'm holding on to your ice-cold hand,
whispering your name, again and again.
I just can't let you go,
I'll stay to take the blow.
I see the tears dripping from your soul.
I don't want to go, or know,
how the hell we ended up this way.
You're finally escaping the shame,
Smiling with a heavenly happiness.
Flying from a life in vain,
You're getting all limp and lifeless.
I'm holding on to your ice-cold hand,
whispering your name, again and again.
I just can't let you go,
I'll stay to take the blow.
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Enchanted Hell
You crack me up, when you let me down.
Am I not right to give you this frown?
You always give me the same excuses,
And make my heart go through the same abuses.
I were the one, who got enchanted,
When you made me feel oh so wanted.
It didn't take soon before long,
The sweet side of you was gone.
I told you my feelings, that I hate you like hell,
You slapped my face, did you ever want me well?
I might have been blinded by you once,
But I'll never again, be one of your toys.
Am I not right to give you this frown?
You always give me the same excuses,
And make my heart go through the same abuses.
I were the one, who got enchanted,
When you made me feel oh so wanted.
It didn't take soon before long,
The sweet side of you was gone.
I told you my feelings, that I hate you like hell,
You slapped my face, did you ever want me well?
I might have been blinded by you once,
But I'll never again, be one of your toys.
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Distorted Reality
I once saw this girl on the street,
fighting with her destiny.
Clothes, all ripped apart.
Very alike her broken heart.
She looked upon me and said:
"Give a coin?"
I cried, and sat down to join.
But as the people walked by,
Nobody did as I.
Just a single coin or two,
Was all we ever got from you.
fighting with her destiny.
Clothes, all ripped apart.
Very alike her broken heart.
She looked upon me and said:
"Give a coin?"
I cried, and sat down to join.
But as the people walked by,
Nobody did as I.
Just a single coin or two,
Was all we ever got from you.
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