Submissions by Petite_Renarde (Anouk)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My poetry tends to be messy and out of the blue. Some are personal experiences, others are just experimentation.
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Jul 2012 8:54am
31st Jul 2012 8:54am
Midnight Lacrimation
Midnight Lacrimation
Once again she was crying until late
For reasons unknown
She silently struggles her inner hate.
Nothing seems to bring comfort
Oh she twitches with agony
Is she doomed to a life of social discomfort?
She stared at the moon
And gave a teary smile
Hush...It will be over soon
Once again she was crying until late
For reasons unknown
She silently struggles her inner hate.
Nothing seems to bring comfort
Oh she twitches with agony
Is she doomed to a life of social discomfort?
She stared at the moon
And gave a teary smile
Hush...It will be over soon
649 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Jul 2012 8:50am
31st Jul 2012 8:50am
Lady Neverland
Lady Neverland
When I grow up, i want to be like Peter Pan,
be childish and foolish as long as I can.
Looking for adventures,having fun & spitting around,
as i run & hide from those who i want me found.
To play in the mud & break a laugh,
trying so hard to not cry as I take my dreadful bath.
To daydream of the amazing things I've never seen,
sleep all day, and dance the night away.
To dress up like people who don't have fun,
cause they don't know how that is done.
To be free and sleep on the tallest cherry tree. ...
When I grow up, i want to be like Peter Pan,
be childish and foolish as long as I can.
Looking for adventures,having fun & spitting around,
as i run & hide from those who i want me found.
To play in the mud & break a laugh,
trying so hard to not cry as I take my dreadful bath.
To daydream of the amazing things I've never seen,
sleep all day, and dance the night away.
To dress up like people who don't have fun,
cause they don't know how that is done.
To be free and sleep on the tallest cherry tree. ...
704 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th Jul 2012 4:45pm
30th Jul 2012 4:45pm
This LovelyGetaway/Bella Escapatoria
This lovely getaway
Children living in an environment surrounded by hate
Do not have many options
Therefore all they can do
Is try to avoid this cold sensation.
Many tears suppressed by pain
can’t you see
they want to break free?
They yearn to be far from this
Place infested with trouble
And seek for solace
where happiness is sweet.
No one stood up for them,
No one ever listen to them
They are terrified
Because they thought they were alone.
Imagination...
Is their only companion
Only she is capable of...
Children living in an environment surrounded by hate
Do not have many options
Therefore all they can do
Is try to avoid this cold sensation.
Many tears suppressed by pain
can’t you see
they want to break free?
They yearn to be far from this
Place infested with trouble
And seek for solace
where happiness is sweet.
No one stood up for them,
No one ever listen to them
They are terrified
Because they thought they were alone.
Imagination...
Is their only companion
Only she is capable of...
692 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Jul 2012 4:40pm
30th Jul 2012 4:40pm
The Inkler
The Inkler
Oh here she comes again
"The poet"
She likes to think she's so
"Cool"
Proud and "Creative"
Who is she trying to fool?
You can tell she is naive
You can tell she is dumb
" Spontaneous poet"
What up with that?
She has this spoiled brat attitude
How can she call herself a poet?
No idea
But I am
Oh here she comes again
"The poet"
She likes to think she's so
"Cool"
Proud and "Creative"
Who is she trying to fool?
You can tell she is naive
You can tell she is dumb
" Spontaneous poet"
What up with that?
She has this spoiled brat attitude
How can she call herself a poet?
No idea
But I am
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jul 2012 4:37am
30th Jul 2012 4:37am
Reckless Ink
Reckless Ink
My mind in blank
Armed with Ink
Just in case if something occurs.
First of all,
To hell with Shakespeare
Cervantes modernize yourself man
And for crying out loud
Get to the damn point Homer
None of you influenced me,
I have my own experience
My own expression
So shush haters!
No one can tell me how,
Don't even mention when or why
I just scribble
If you don't like
Piss off then.
My mind in blank
Armed with Ink
Just in case if something occurs.
First of all,
To hell with Shakespeare
Cervantes modernize yourself man
And for crying out loud
Get to the damn point Homer
None of you influenced me,
I have my own experience
My own expression
So shush haters!
No one can tell me how,
Don't even mention when or why
I just scribble
If you don't like
Piss off then.
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
685 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jul 2012 4:26am
30th Jul 2012 4:26am
The cusser
The cusser
I’m sure you’ve heard
About this phenomenon of “wit”
“Bleep this… Bleep that”
Oh alright it’s not exactly wit
But let’s just say you get the picture
“What if they don’t have a mother bleeping camera?”
See what I mean?
Snarky attitude and cursing come backs
“Oh stop being such a bleeping snore!”
It can be amusing though
It can make you smile
“Bleep yeah… You think I’m a bleeping charmer!”
Certainly I do.
I’m sure you’ve heard
About this phenomenon of “wit”
“Bleep this… Bleep that”
Oh alright it’s not exactly wit
But let’s just say you get the picture
“What if they don’t have a mother bleeping camera?”
See what I mean?
Snarky attitude and cursing come backs
“Oh stop being such a bleeping snore!”
It can be amusing though
It can make you smile
“Bleep yeah… You think I’m a bleeping charmer!”
Certainly I do.
566 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
29th Jul 2012 3:41am
29th Jul 2012 3:41am
Perishing Equanimity
Perishing Equanimity
Her serenity was fading
Whispering with venom and determination
“I hate this place and the people”
“I hate everyone’s success but mine”
Everyone cheers for the stars
While the underdog silently retreats
“I will have my revenge”
“And it will be dreadful”.
Anger and avarice
Unnoticed to the blind
“But I like it that way… No one will predict”
“My taciturn anger… Will rise tonight”
Listen and cower you bastards
Like a menacing endless shadow she’ll bite
“Fuck you non believers… This is my turn”...
Her serenity was fading
Whispering with venom and determination
“I hate this place and the people”
“I hate everyone’s success but mine”
Everyone cheers for the stars
While the underdog silently retreats
“I will have my revenge”
“And it will be dreadful”.
Anger and avarice
Unnoticed to the blind
“But I like it that way… No one will predict”
“My taciturn anger… Will rise tonight”
Listen and cower you bastards
Like a menacing endless shadow she’ll bite
“Fuck you non believers… This is my turn”...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jul 2012 3:32am
29th Jul 2012 3:32am
Army of silence
Army of silence
Often we are told silence is deadly
Emotions hidden from naïve eyes
Synthetic grins emerge when confronted.
We the army of silence
See things differently
Notice the world as it comes.
We tend to be honest and blunt
Some people will appreciate
Others with envy will retaliate.
Misunderstood and mocked
We sit back and contemplate
We always laugh last and loudest.
Often we are told silence is deadly
Emotions hidden from naïve eyes
Synthetic grins emerge when confronted.
We the army of silence
See things differently
Notice the world as it comes.
We tend to be honest and blunt
Some people will appreciate
Others with envy will retaliate.
Misunderstood and mocked
We sit back and contemplate
We always laugh last and loudest.
822 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2012 10:02pm
26th Jul 2012 10:02pm
Feline Divination
Feline Divination
A man waited for his fair date
Oh how he was looking forward to this night
Nothing would ruin this for him.
She never told him about her watchful companions
Eyes staring and glaring with nepharia
Let the fun begin!
He heard a soft mew and turned
There among the shadows… A menacing figure
Good heavens what was this?
Pouncing from the dark
A sigh of relief he exhaled
Tsk tsk… Not a wise move.
Hiss after hiss his knees...
A man waited for his fair date
Oh how he was looking forward to this night
Nothing would ruin this for him.
She never told him about her watchful companions
Eyes staring and glaring with nepharia
Let the fun begin!
He heard a soft mew and turned
There among the shadows… A menacing figure
Good heavens what was this?
Pouncing from the dark
A sigh of relief he exhaled
Tsk tsk… Not a wise move.
Hiss after hiss his knees...
664 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jul 2012 9:53pm
26th Jul 2012 9:53pm
Heavenly Insomnia
It was past midnight
He came back from work
All he wanted was to sleep.
He entered their room
A small smile displayed on his features
His seraph was curled up and asleep.
She looked more innocent than ever
Her tresses of silk spread on the pillows
An apparent halo forming around her face.
Shoes swiftly discarded
He climbed in bed with care
He noticed the rings beneath her eyes.
She studied again until late he observed
Her books and notes...
He came back from work
All he wanted was to sleep.
He entered their room
A small smile displayed on his features
His seraph was curled up and asleep.
She looked more innocent than ever
Her tresses of silk spread on the pillows
An apparent halo forming around her face.
Shoes swiftly discarded
He climbed in bed with care
He noticed the rings beneath her eyes.
She studied again until late he observed
Her books and notes...
776 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jul 2012 7:09pm
25th Jul 2012 7:09pm
Revival
Revival
It’s been a while,
Slowly but steady
She’s recovering
That charming smile.
“Where have you been?”
“Here and there”
She replies with a humble grin.
Her eyes so vivid with joy,
Gleam through the dark,
Well it was about time
She caught up with that spark.
It’s been a while,
Slowly but steady
She’s recovering
That charming smile.
“Where have you been?”
“Here and there”
She replies with a humble grin.
Her eyes so vivid with joy,
Gleam through the dark,
Well it was about time
She caught up with that spark.
604 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jul 2012 7:06pm
25th Jul 2012 7:06pm
Abstract Confessions
Abstract Confessions
My emotions run unclear,
Expressing them verbally is almost impossible.
Why now?
Why must I engage an inside battle…
When you’re near?
Could it be my lack of knowledge?
Could it be my fear?
Fear of you not listening to me?
Certainly it’s fear to rejection.
Why should I struggle?
Why I should I keep my feelings bottled up?
My head screams for hate
While my heart longs for company.
What to do?
I have no clue
Cupid… Fuck you!!!!
My emotions run unclear,
Expressing them verbally is almost impossible.
Why now?
Why must I engage an inside battle…
When you’re near?
Could it be my lack of knowledge?
Could it be my fear?
Fear of you not listening to me?
Certainly it’s fear to rejection.
Why should I struggle?
Why I should I keep my feelings bottled up?
My head screams for hate
While my heart longs for company.
What to do?
I have no clue
Cupid… Fuck you!!!!
778 reads
2 Comments
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