Submissions by PigRabbitII
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Like my father before me, I will remain five years old until the day I die.
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Oct 2015 11:15pm
5th Oct 2015 11:15pm
Dead
No longer needed,
No longer wanted,
Father to us ceded
And now He is dead.
No longer wanted,
Father to us ceded
And now He is dead.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2015 3:45pm
30th Sep 2015 3:45pm
Being Single
Single am I, and what a happy time!
No obligations whilst I am in my prime.
All my attention may be focused upon
My friends, family, and education.
Lust is easily remedied with tools,
And nowadays there are hardly any rules
For that sort of thing, anyway.
Just as long as you do not bray.
Man or woman may pursue you
Or neither,
But there's no reason to glue
Yourself to either.
Single as in individual, not pair;
Freedom to do whatever you care
To do without having to share
In the glamour nor flair!
So why should...
No obligations whilst I am in my prime.
All my attention may be focused upon
My friends, family, and education.
Lust is easily remedied with tools,
And nowadays there are hardly any rules
For that sort of thing, anyway.
Just as long as you do not bray.
Man or woman may pursue you
Or neither,
But there's no reason to glue
Yourself to either.
Single as in individual, not pair;
Freedom to do whatever you care
To do without having to share
In the glamour nor flair!
So why should...
1039 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Sep 2015 1:07pm
30th Sep 2015 1:07pm
Death of a Sister
"It's all right,"
Her whisper'd breath
Caresses skin dove white
With death.
Her hands brush long
Dark hair, entangl'd
In forgotten wrongs
And hardships wrangl'd.
Thick lashes rest
On high cheekbones,
Irises hidden lest
They forevermore bemoan
The fate of this beauty.
A silken, decorated
Bodice conceals her nudity,
Which skill and love created.
A chaste flower
Plac'd upon her breast
Within her hands empower'd
And petals gently press'd;
She is mourned by all,
The great and...
Her whisper'd breath
Caresses skin dove white
With death.
Her hands brush long
Dark hair, entangl'd
In forgotten wrongs
And hardships wrangl'd.
Thick lashes rest
On high cheekbones,
Irises hidden lest
They forevermore bemoan
The fate of this beauty.
A silken, decorated
Bodice conceals her nudity,
Which skill and love created.
A chaste flower
Plac'd upon her breast
Within her hands empower'd
And petals gently press'd;
She is mourned by all,
The great and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2015 1:07am
30th Sep 2015 1:07am
The Geisha
Her new silken wrap was hand painted for spring,
When the blushing cherry blossoms petal take wing.
Her intricate wig with its pins and adornments
Revealed her refinery and her beauty permanent.
But gone are the days when she walked the streets
And attended great men as they drank and whispered sweets.
No newspapers she'll read, nor face paint she'll wear,
For the city of Hiroshima is leveled and bare.
Her once beautiful skin rests not on her bones, unblemished and white
And buried under burning rubble and the coming of eternal night.
All her...
When the blushing cherry blossoms petal take wing.
Her intricate wig with its pins and adornments
Revealed her refinery and her beauty permanent.
But gone are the days when she walked the streets
And attended great men as they drank and whispered sweets.
No newspapers she'll read, nor face paint she'll wear,
For the city of Hiroshima is leveled and bare.
Her once beautiful skin rests not on her bones, unblemished and white
And buried under burning rubble and the coming of eternal night.
All her...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2013 10:47pm
16th Jan 2013 10:47pm
"Normal"
What if I'm normal?
I hope not
Because if I'm normal,
Then everyone else is weird
And if everyone else is weird,
Wouldn't that make it normal?
But then if everyone else is normal,
Wouldn't I be weird?
And if I'm weird,
Then I'm not normal.
Unless it's normal to be weird.
And if it's not, then who decides?
Is it weird that I'm writing this?
But if it's weird,
Then wouldn't it be normal??
I hope not
Because if I'm normal,
Then everyone else is weird
And if everyone else is weird,
Wouldn't that make it normal?
But then if everyone else is normal,
Wouldn't I be weird?
And if I'm weird,
Then I'm not normal.
Unless it's normal to be weird.
And if it's not, then who decides?
Is it weird that I'm writing this?
But if it's weird,
Then wouldn't it be normal??
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ANGER POEM
Published
1st Jan 2013 2:32am
1st Jan 2013 2:32am
Just Stop Already...
I realize that to say this might not be my place,
But I can honestly assure you that I'd never say it to your face.
It seems to me, my friend,
That this phenomenon of yours is becoming a sort of trend.
After every break-up,
After every dramatic shake-up,
This "Satan" which so likes to possess you
Comes anew.
My friend, of course I am easily amused,
But I see right through this ruse.
Perhaps truly you believe yourself;
If so, then I think you really need help.
Is this a cry for attention?
Is this the beginnings of...
But I can honestly assure you that I'd never say it to your face.
It seems to me, my friend,
That this phenomenon of yours is becoming a sort of trend.
After every break-up,
After every dramatic shake-up,
This "Satan" which so likes to possess you
Comes anew.
My friend, of course I am easily amused,
But I see right through this ruse.
Perhaps truly you believe yourself;
If so, then I think you really need help.
Is this a cry for attention?
Is this the beginnings of...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2012 3:20am
19th Dec 2012 3:20am
It's Okay--I'm a Professional...
It's okay--I'm a professional.
I took many classes and
Passed with outstanding grades.
I am always well prepared;
Thus this notebook, filled with
Accurate and detailed notes..
So don't worry, don't fret;
I -know- what I'm doing.
No, this is not a joke.
I take my work very seriously,
Thank you.
The classes I took?
Yes, they were online.
Netflix, to be precise.
CSI has taught me all I
Need to know in order to be
A great, invincible
Serial killer.
You are very special, actually.
You are number 100.
I took many classes and
Passed with outstanding grades.
I am always well prepared;
Thus this notebook, filled with
Accurate and detailed notes..
So don't worry, don't fret;
I -know- what I'm doing.
No, this is not a joke.
I take my work very seriously,
Thank you.
The classes I took?
Yes, they were online.
Netflix, to be precise.
CSI has taught me all I
Need to know in order to be
A great, invincible
Serial killer.
You are very special, actually.
You are number 100.
751 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Dec 2012 1:52am
18th Dec 2012 1:52am
If at First You Don't Succeed...
If at first you don't succeed
Shut up. Succeed, idiot.
The more time you think about your failures,
The less time you spend trying to make yourself better!
Now shut the hell up and
GO FOR IT!!!!
Shut up. Succeed, idiot.
The more time you think about your failures,
The less time you spend trying to make yourself better!
Now shut the hell up and
GO FOR IT!!!!
684 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2012 3:16am
9th Dec 2012 3:16am
A Poetic Question of Honest Curiosity....
To girls who are afraid of blood:
How do you handle your periods????
How do you handle your periods????
755 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Dec 2012 2:17am
7th Dec 2012 2:17am
Sorry
Sorry you had to find me like this...
I just could no longer take the pain I was going through...
My words are coming slowly, as if my body is biding for time...
But my mind is made up already.
Tell my friends that I'm sorry; I meant to message them, but it's too late now.
Mom, Dad, please forget that I was ever born.
I wasn't worthy to be loved by you anyway.
So thank you for giving me a painless way out.
Although these pills couldn't win against my suffering,
They came in handy in this way.
I just could no longer take the pain I was going through...
My words are coming slowly, as if my body is biding for time...
But my mind is made up already.
Tell my friends that I'm sorry; I meant to message them, but it's too late now.
Mom, Dad, please forget that I was ever born.
I wasn't worthy to be loved by you anyway.
So thank you for giving me a painless way out.
Although these pills couldn't win against my suffering,
They came in handy in this way.
994 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Dec 2012 2:28am
6th Dec 2012 2:28am
Video Games
"Not right now; I'm almost to level seven."
But I need your attention! she cries inside.
And yet he plays, ignoring that angel from heaven
Who has all this time remained at his side.
"I can't take it," she exclaims as she leaves the room.
And yet he plays, eyes and mind glued fast to the screen,
Marching into battle at the front of his Elven platoon.
It's almost as if his girlfriend he has never seen.
She drives away and drives away.
She drives while thinking heavy thoughts.
"With him, no longer can I stay."...
But I need your attention! she cries inside.
And yet he plays, ignoring that angel from heaven
Who has all this time remained at his side.
"I can't take it," she exclaims as she leaves the room.
And yet he plays, eyes and mind glued fast to the screen,
Marching into battle at the front of his Elven platoon.
It's almost as if his girlfriend he has never seen.
She drives away and drives away.
She drives while thinking heavy thoughts.
"With him, no longer can I stay."...
787 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Dec 2012 00:40am
6th Dec 2012 00:40am
Rubik's Cube
red red red red blue green white blue red...
white blue green blue yellow blue green blue red...
damn it!
yellow red orange white white blue red blue...
green green green green green green green green white...
DAMN IT!!!!!!
blue red red white yellow yellow yellow orange red...
green red blue blue white red orange blue orange...
blue red red green white orange orange blue red...
.........................................
*peeling off the stickers*
red red red red red red red red red
green green green green green green green green green
blue...
white blue green blue yellow blue green blue red...
damn it!
yellow red orange white white blue red blue...
green green green green green green green green white...
DAMN IT!!!!!!
blue red red white yellow yellow yellow orange red...
green red blue blue white red orange blue orange...
blue red red green white orange orange blue red...
.........................................
*peeling off the stickers*
red red red red red red red red red
green green green green green green green green green
blue...
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