Submissions by PencilScribbles (Scribbles)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just human, like you.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Oct 2019 8:20am
6th Oct 2019 8:20am
Whisper my Name
A whisper.
A dream.
What remains to be seen.
In the dark.
In the morning.
Just before you wake.
Close your eyes.
Kiss my lips.
My secrets fill your ear.
Wispy visions.
Reckless nights.
Memories that are shared.
New.
To begin again.
In the dawn of the new day.
Fresh.
Flesh on flesh.
You are echoing through me.
Break away.
Lose your chains.
Set me free to...
A dream.
What remains to be seen.
In the dark.
In the morning.
Just before you wake.
Close your eyes.
Kiss my lips.
My secrets fill your ear.
Wispy visions.
Reckless nights.
Memories that are shared.
New.
To begin again.
In the dawn of the new day.
Fresh.
Flesh on flesh.
You are echoing through me.
Break away.
Lose your chains.
Set me free to...
#patience
#temptation
350 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Oct 2019 10:19pm
5th Oct 2019 10:19pm
Intoxicate Me
Gravity is lost
And all the world falls away
When I breathe you in
And all the world falls away
When I breathe you in
#haiku
338 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2019 00:49am
2nd Oct 2019 00:49am
Because I Do
Do you look for me?
In every stranger, do you look for my spark in their eyes, in their laughter?
Or hear my voice behind you, only to find I'm not there when you turn around?
Have you ever looked at the moon and wondered if I'm looking at it, too?
Or felt the pang of loneliness when thinking, "I wish I could show you this..."
How many times have you picked up the phone, only to hit delete instead of send?
Do you ever have to talk yourself out of driving hundreds of miles to break the distance?
...
In every stranger, do you look for my spark in their eyes, in their laughter?
Or hear my voice behind you, only to find I'm not there when you turn around?
Have you ever looked at the moon and wondered if I'm looking at it, too?
Or felt the pang of loneliness when thinking, "I wish I could show you this..."
How many times have you picked up the phone, only to hit delete instead of send?
Do you ever have to talk yourself out of driving hundreds of miles to break the distance?
...
#sadness
#conflict
161 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2019 5:45pm
24th Sep 2019 5:45pm
After the First Dawn
Meet me in the morning,
When the last snowflake falls,
Next to the water,
Where the rope bridge washed away,
Take the path,
Beyond the bowing kissing tree,
Then follow me,
Out of this dream.
When the last snowflake falls,
Next to the water,
Where the rope bridge washed away,
Take the path,
Beyond the bowing kissing tree,
Then follow me,
Out of this dream.
#dreams
235 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Sep 2019 8:27am
24th Sep 2019 8:27am
Not Real
You were fiction,
I made up everything I wanted to believe
and put it on you.
I made you wear it like a coat.
You're like:
Missing a home that never existed.
I made up everything I wanted to believe
and put it on you.
I made you wear it like a coat.
You're like:
Missing a home that never existed.
#relationships
182 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Sep 2019 4:01am
13th Sep 2019 4:01am
Winds of Change
When the nights give way to colder morning dew and the mosquitos no longer fill the air,
When the first junco pecks the ground under the bare mulberry tree and the chicory no longer paints the roadside in hues of voilet-blue.
When Orion departs from the daytime sky to contrast the backdrop of the universe and the dawn sleeps a little longer.
That's when I feel the hope of what could have been slowly drift away, leaving only cold in its wake.
When the first junco pecks the ground under the bare mulberry tree and the chicory no longer paints the roadside in hues of voilet-blue.
When Orion departs from the daytime sky to contrast the backdrop of the universe and the dawn sleeps a little longer.
That's when I feel the hope of what could have been slowly drift away, leaving only cold in its wake.
#winter
271 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Sep 2019 5:24pm
8th Sep 2019 5:24pm
Innocence
We are told to put away childish things.
But I will not.
I will not lose my sense of wonder.
I will not stop asking why.
I will not stop playing,
Or wanting to fly.
For what is wrong with thinking like a child?
What is wrong with speaking as a child?
What is wrong with understanding like a child?
Are children not the last to judge?
Are they not the first to make new friends and trust in the blink of an eye?
Are they not the one's who see a bird soar through the sky and openly exclaim their excitement for these little moments...
But I will not.
I will not lose my sense of wonder.
I will not stop asking why.
I will not stop playing,
Or wanting to fly.
For what is wrong with thinking like a child?
What is wrong with speaking as a child?
What is wrong with understanding like a child?
Are children not the last to judge?
Are they not the first to make new friends and trust in the blink of an eye?
Are they not the one's who see a bird soar through the sky and openly exclaim their excitement for these little moments...
#humankind
#freedom
#ignorance #tradition
#ignorance #tradition
312 reads
6 Comments
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