Submissions by ParadoxZero
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An imprisoned soul longing to be free I stumbled upon this place while searching for a place to be. I started asking questions and breaking traditional rules. I am a poet and I am a fool. Trapped, I want not be. As a poet, I be me.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2021 6:39am
6th Nov 2021 6:39am
Heart
Listen... very closely and attentively... You'll hear the music, even when it's silent.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
Through your veins, the rhythm courses from the strongest drum.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
That's the rhythm you step to, the music you'll learn from.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
You’ll dance the dance of dances through the journey of life.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
You’ll feel it in love, from brightest of days to darkest of nights.
Thump-thump.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
Through your veins, the rhythm courses from the strongest drum.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
That's the rhythm you step to, the music you'll learn from.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
You’ll dance the dance of dances through the journey of life.
Thump-thump, thump-thump.
You’ll feel it in love, from brightest of days to darkest of nights.
Thump-thump.
#love
#courage
#motivational
#LifeCycle
#gratitude
261 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Oct 2021 6:07am
13th Oct 2021 6:07am
18 Years
October, 2021.
Three months ago marked half way
How does 18 years make up for an entire life wasted? My boy was fresh 19, but his freedom was barely tasted. It’s like a book was written, and a tyrant erased it. I wish I was there to hit save, or at least, copy and paste it. 9 years down, and I feel like justice hasn’t even been faced yet.
WHAT THE FUCK?
How broken it must be; to let him go free? Charged with murder in the 2nd degree. 9 years gone by, and my brother is still 19.
Three months ago marked half way
How does 18 years make up for an entire life wasted? My boy was fresh 19, but his freedom was barely tasted. It’s like a book was written, and a tyrant erased it. I wish I was there to hit save, or at least, copy and paste it. 9 years down, and I feel like justice hasn’t even been faced yet.
WHAT THE FUCK?
How broken it must be; to let him go free? Charged with murder in the 2nd degree. 9 years gone by, and my brother is still 19.
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#frustration
#confusion
336 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Aug 2021 5:12pm
14th Aug 2021 5:12pm
The Design
Reminiscent of the seasons passed.
I realize how many bonds I’ve broken.
Everyone says it was self destructive.
They think it was due to spoiled relationships, and they’re not exactly wrong. It just wasn’t always about a girl. I was reckless. Still am a bit. My reckless behavior- reckless in love- dumb, reckless fun... I never meant to hurt anyone, but I did. “You’re scaring us,” and “I hope it was worth it.” I’ve always brought myself to be bold, even when it got me in trouble. *Especially* if it got me in trouble. It’s crazy to think that if I hadn’t been so hard on me, if I...
I realize how many bonds I’ve broken.
Everyone says it was self destructive.
They think it was due to spoiled relationships, and they’re not exactly wrong. It just wasn’t always about a girl. I was reckless. Still am a bit. My reckless behavior- reckless in love- dumb, reckless fun... I never meant to hurt anyone, but I did. “You’re scaring us,” and “I hope it was worth it.” I’ve always brought myself to be bold, even when it got me in trouble. *Especially* if it got me in trouble. It’s crazy to think that if I hadn’t been so hard on me, if I...
#teens
#MentalHealth
#aging #nostalgia
#aging #nostalgia
320 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jun 2020 11:13pm
12th Jun 2020 11:13pm
Control
Brainwashed; I’m mentally shackled...
Breaking chains
Taking reigns
My growing pains.
Breaking chains
Taking reigns
My growing pains.
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#FeelingTrapped
391 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Mar 2019 00:25am
25th Mar 2019 00:25am
That Scent
My backyard smells like burning plastic, but sweet... I think the neighbors are blowing bubbles... maybe they’re blowing smoke...
I’m not so innocent. I know it too well to say no.
I’m not so innocent. I know it too well to say no.
#drugs
#addiction
#temptation
410 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2019 10:30pm
24th Mar 2019 10:30pm
Fishing
To the one who set the hook,
You baited it with beauty, ever so bright.
In an endless sea, it seemed to be the only glow.
When I took hold of it, it pierced my skin, and it only grew deeper.
You reeled me in; as we fought, we only grew closer.
And when I was close enough, you were still at sea.
Pulling me from the deep; far away from what I knew.
Upon release, we knew I’d go back to where I called home, but there are scars where you set your hook.
Sometimes, I wish you had kept me.
Fish on.
You baited it with beauty, ever so bright.
In an endless sea, it seemed to be the only glow.
When I took hold of it, it pierced my skin, and it only grew deeper.
You reeled me in; as we fought, we only grew closer.
And when I was close enough, you were still at sea.
Pulling me from the deep; far away from what I knew.
Upon release, we knew I’d go back to where I called home, but there are scars where you set your hook.
Sometimes, I wish you had kept me.
Fish on.
#rejection
#conflict
#MovingOn #IMissYou
#MovingOn #IMissYou
441 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2019 3:10pm
22nd Feb 2019 3:10pm
Left Alone
When people aren’t around to shoot me down, I can wander through my thoughts. Like shattered mirrors, I catch glimpses of the multitude of perspectives within another infinite system. I follow the patterns and listen to the voices. Sometimes it can be hell, but it’s addictive. How can I tell what’s real? The chattered screams and broken whimpers crawl through my ears like spiders crawl through windows. Eerily sending shivers down my spine. Hallucinations dancing in my room that feel so real; it’s nearly impossible to watch them disappear. The absence of loving voices and the presence of self...
#dark
#MentalHealth
#nightmares #FeelingTrapped
#nightmares #FeelingTrapped
392 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Jan 2019 6:00am
31st Jan 2019 6:00am
Human Nature
Does a flower know it’s a flower? No. It just is. People admire it for what it is. It’s colorful and beautiful even though it doesn’t know. I often think that people are the same.
#beauty
356 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2019 8:39am
13th Jan 2019 8:39am
Burnt Out
We were a perfect match”
The wind took the flame,
We didn’t make it.
“We had something good”
Until the fire went out,
And we were left in the dark.
“I love you”
I’ve never loved myself,
But damn did I love you.
“We were a perfect match”
Matches get tossed away,
After we burn out.
The wind took the flame,
We didn’t make it.
“We had something good”
Until the fire went out,
And we were left in the dark.
“I love you”
I’ve never loved myself,
But damn did I love you.
“We were a perfect match”
Matches get tossed away,
After we burn out.
#heartbroken
#MovingOn
#separation
446 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2019 11:25am
3rd Jan 2019 11:25am
Isolation
I started to feel, so I let go.
Not of everything; just myself.
Sorry for the distance,
I can only save myself.
Not of everything; just myself.
Sorry for the distance,
I can only save myself.
#anxiety
#loneliness
#emptiness #boredom
#emptiness #boredom
390 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2018 8:42am
23rd Aug 2018 8:42am
These Halls
In these halls, I feel accepted
Outside, I’m a fuck up, I’m a liar
As my own will intended
In these halls, I’m always home
Outside, I feel beat, battered
Without them, I feel all alone
In these halls, the people love me
Outside, people gawk and they stare
None of them hug me
I’m no better, I’m no worse
It’s either these halls, or I’m in a hearse
Outside, I’m a fuck up, I’m a liar
As my own will intended
In these halls, I’m always home
Outside, I feel beat, battered
Without them, I feel all alone
In these halls, the people love me
Outside, people gawk and they stare
None of them hug me
I’m no better, I’m no worse
It’s either these halls, or I’m in a hearse
#strength
#hope
#alcohol
#addiction
#gratitude
413 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2018 6:53am
5th Aug 2018 6:53am
Yet Again
Yet again
I’ve fried my mind
Back and forth
And just in time
My baby got back from NA
And I’m aching in my spine
I saw the devil, yet again
He offered one last line
As I’m picking and scratching
He told me I’d be fine
She’s gone, yet again
It’s no one’s fault but mine
I’ve fried my mind
Back and forth
And just in time
My baby got back from NA
And I’m aching in my spine
I saw the devil, yet again
He offered one last line
As I’m picking and scratching
He told me I’d be fine
She’s gone, yet again
It’s no one’s fault but mine
#heartbroken
#addiction
#greed #emptiness
#greed #emptiness
452 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by ParadoxZero
