Submissions by PencilScribbles (Scribbles)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just human, like you.
What is in a Day?
What is in a day?
Present,
Or past tense.
We collect them,
one by one,
until our days
are done.
We laugh
and cry.
And hold those
that are precious
against our chest.
Each new day,
each new year,
each new decade.
We grow
and change,
becoming who
be wanted to become
or who we never
thought we would be.
The tears you saved
and the tears you...
Present,
Or past tense.
We collect them,
one by one,
until our days
are done.
We laugh
and cry.
And hold those
that are precious
against our chest.
Each new day,
each new year,
each new decade.
We grow
and change,
becoming who
be wanted to become
or who we never
thought we would be.
The tears you saved
and the tears you...
#LifeCycle
#love
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First, They Came for the Jews
I find it frustrating that I have to hide my identity.
When my gut says my tribe is plenty.
To raise my hand affects my posterity,
If I speak the truth in an academic community.
The bigots and fascist will condemn me,
Simply because I believe in national security.
In a land where you can say, "Go kill yourself" freely.
So long as you are in the liberal social monopoly.
I'm sorry but Biden's economy has me unable to eat,
And mortgage payments keep...
When my gut says my tribe is plenty.
To raise my hand affects my posterity,
If I speak the truth in an academic community.
The bigots and fascist will condemn me,
Simply because I believe in national security.
In a land where you can say, "Go kill yourself" freely.
So long as you are in the liberal social monopoly.
I'm sorry but Biden's economy has me unable to eat,
And mortgage payments keep...
#freedom
#politics
#rebellion
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1 Comment
Traces Unscathed
Did you forget about me?
The way my eyes danced and shined for you?
How it felt with your arms playfully around my waist?
Do you remember hot summer walks?
My stubborn opinions and thoughts?
The laughter we shared?
I'm not asking if you remember how it ended.
I'm not asking if you remember how you feel today.
That isn't what I am asking right now.
I want to know if any memory is left, unscathed.
Does it ever come back?
In a dream, or on days when the lonliness sets in?
...
The way my eyes danced and shined for you?
How it felt with your arms playfully around my waist?
Do you remember hot summer walks?
My stubborn opinions and thoughts?
The laughter we shared?
I'm not asking if you remember how it ended.
I'm not asking if you remember how you feel today.
That isn't what I am asking right now.
I want to know if any memory is left, unscathed.
Does it ever come back?
In a dream, or on days when the lonliness sets in?
...
#happiness
#heartbroken
#memories
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Be well, President Trump.
This is my stand against political violence.
It has to end.
I often resist voicing political ties or labels. It loses friends, jobs, and opportunities.
A human often is no longer treated as a human, demonized, and hurt. No human should have to worry about that.
Take this how you want.
I cannot control the actions of others and I respect your rights, so long as it does not interfere with the rights of others. Mine included!
Assassination attempts are too far!!!
I can only hope that the Universal Declaration of...
It has to end.
I often resist voicing political ties or labels. It loses friends, jobs, and opportunities.
A human often is no longer treated as a human, demonized, and hurt. No human should have to worry about that.
Take this how you want.
I cannot control the actions of others and I respect your rights, so long as it does not interfere with the rights of others. Mine included!
Assassination attempts are too far!!!
I can only hope that the Universal Declaration of...
#anger
#HumanRights
#violence
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The Odd One
Sometimes I forget that I am the odd one.
The one that brings the passion,
Of which so many others thirst.
I forget that my rosy demeanor,
Is what causes others to linger,
And gather together, instead of disburse.
I can make them excited,
Make them feel invited,
Make them laugh, and to spill their truth.
And although I am humbled,
I am terrified and troubled,
Because of what I can do.
This light within...
The one that brings the passion,
Of which so many others thirst.
I forget that my rosy demeanor,
Is what causes others to linger,
And gather together, instead of disburse.
I can make them excited,
Make them feel invited,
Make them laugh, and to spill their truth.
And although I am humbled,
I am terrified and troubled,
Because of what I can do.
This light within...
#morality
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I Wish I Didn't Know
"Don't come home"
She was spying on the plane,
in the seat next to you.
Accidentally reading
is not a moral crime,
but it wasn't an accident that day.
As your heart was breaking,
she was filling her head
with visions of her and you.
She watched as you texted your daughter back.
A child's attempt to smooth things
between her parents.
Clearly she wanted you to know
how great of a dad you were,
and to...
She was spying on the plane,
in the seat next to you.
Accidentally reading
is not a moral crime,
but it wasn't an accident that day.
As your heart was breaking,
she was filling her head
with visions of her and you.
She watched as you texted your daughter back.
A child's attempt to smooth things
between her parents.
Clearly she wanted you to know
how great of a dad you were,
and to...
#betrayal
#breakup
#learning
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This Country Girl
This country girl,
Has dirt on her boots,
Has a Bible on an app,
And isn't afraid of snakes.
This country girl,
Will tear up when she's hurt,
Will tear up your heart,
If you dare to go too far.
She won't stay too long,
But will stay true if you are,
Will arm wrestle
And win against you.
The creek
Is her favorite getaway,
The stars are her favorite blanket. ...
Has dirt on her boots,
Has a Bible on an app,
And isn't afraid of snakes.
This country girl,
Will tear up when she's hurt,
Will tear up your heart,
If you dare to go too far.
She won't stay too long,
But will stay true if you are,
Will arm wrestle
And win against you.
The creek
Is her favorite getaway,
The stars are her favorite blanket. ...
#countryside
#freedom
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Independance (incomplete)
How many have fought?
How many are dead?
For a conceptual vision,
Seen only in their head?
Is it in our nature?
To want to be free?
Without chains,
Binding our reality?
I know the thirst,
Anguish & claustrophobia.
Of wanting to escape,
Comforted by insomnia.
I want to be free.
How many are dead?
For a conceptual vision,
Seen only in their head?
Is it in our nature?
To want to be free?
Without chains,
Binding our reality?
I know the thirst,
Anguish & claustrophobia.
Of wanting to escape,
Comforted by insomnia.
I want to be free.
#emptiness
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Jump
I stand at the edge of this ledge.
Nine years in the making.
My heart is a stone,
impossible of you breaking.
At the base of the mountain,
I knew I would probably regret this.
It was a mistake.
Little to reminisce.
How many times
did I try to slide down?
Only for you to beg me
to turn back around?
More emotionless,
every passing day,
to the sound of your voice
screaming my name.
We both look over...
Nine years in the making.
My heart is a stone,
impossible of you breaking.
At the base of the mountain,
I knew I would probably regret this.
It was a mistake.
Little to reminisce.
How many times
did I try to slide down?
Only for you to beg me
to turn back around?
More emotionless,
every passing day,
to the sound of your voice
screaming my name.
We both look over...
#apathy
#emptiness
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I Knew A Moment
I knew a moment.
And I forever changed.
You took my seat!
At least,
The one I'd have sat in.
If you hadn't found it first.
I saw your face and I knew.
I would fall...hard for you.
I know.
With every heart beat.
You were worth the pain.
You were worth the trouble.
You were worth the regret
that I feel today.
And I forever changed.
You took my seat!
At least,
The one I'd have sat in.
If you hadn't found it first.
I saw your face and I knew.
I would fall...hard for you.
I know.
With every heart beat.
You were worth the pain.
You were worth the trouble.
You were worth the regret
that I feel today.
#love
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First Love
You died.
They burned you,
Against my begging,
Against my pleas.
I cannot go visit you,
Or weep at your grave alone.
This earth has no cemetery,
With your name cut in stone.
Maybe it is selfish,
But still needed you here.
And I'm still so mad at you,
For doing this alone the last 4 years.
Even so, I loved you
more than you know.
At least I got to tell you that
One last time before you had to go.
They burned you,
Against my begging,
Against my pleas.
I cannot go visit you,
Or weep at your grave alone.
This earth has no cemetery,
With your name cut in stone.
Maybe it is selfish,
But still needed you here.
And I'm still so mad at you,
For doing this alone the last 4 years.
Even so, I loved you
more than you know.
At least I got to tell you that
One last time before you had to go.
#sadness
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I Run
I haven't forgotten,
My heart still remembers those nights,
And the words of disappointment
Are echos I cannot fight.
I wonder where we would be,
If I believed everything you said.
Instead of listening to the
Doubts inside my head.
Oh my love,
There's nothing you could have done.
My scars bind me,
And remind me that it's it safer to run.
Love is a weapon,
I was too scared to release,
If I gave it away,
The blade could be pointed back at me.
My heart still remembers those nights,
And the words of disappointment
Are echos I cannot fight.
I wonder where we would be,
If I believed everything you said.
Instead of listening to the
Doubts inside my head.
Oh my love,
There's nothing you could have done.
My scars bind me,
And remind me that it's it safer to run.
Love is a weapon,
I was too scared to release,
If I gave it away,
The blade could be pointed back at me.
#ImSorry
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