Submissions by Pinkdreams
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Humorist and storyteller, with a dash of lyrical loveliness and an occasional deep thought.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Oct 2024 6:36am
19th Oct 2024 6:36am
F the Sun
Evil carcinogenic ball in the sky
I've a message for you: piss off and die
You promised to hide so we could have rain
yet on you blazed
bringing nothing but pain
Strut your radiant ass away and leave me alone
cool rainy days feel more like home
Your stupid solution
is to bring more pollution
well done i say
in the worst possible way
There's big trouble in the East
flooding and such
but would just one thunderstorm here
be asking too much?
In August I'm leaving
I know not where
but as long as...
I've a message for you: piss off and die
You promised to hide so we could have rain
yet on you blazed
bringing nothing but pain
Strut your radiant ass away and leave me alone
cool rainy days feel more like home
Your stupid solution
is to bring more pollution
well done i say
in the worst possible way
There's big trouble in the East
flooding and such
but would just one thunderstorm here
be asking too much?
In August I'm leaving
I know not where
but as long as...
#frustration
#rain
#sun
101 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Oct 2024 6:42am
17th Oct 2024 6:42am
Unrequited
If the world could see your requited love,
they'd see the strength of a newborn kitten.
The voice of a butterfly
A fistless knock on a door
A dandelion in the wind
They'd laugh at your whisper shouts,
The moving clothing with no body inside.
Your will as imposing as a deathbed patient's.
And they'd think they were seeing you.
But they'd be wrong.
they'd see the strength of a newborn kitten.
The voice of a butterfly
A fistless knock on a door
A dandelion in the wind
They'd laugh at your whisper shouts,
The moving clothing with no body inside.
Your will as imposing as a deathbed patient's.
And they'd think they were seeing you.
But they'd be wrong.
#strength
#UnrequitedLove
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10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Oct 2024 00:33am
9th Oct 2024 00:33am
Nice
I thought he was nice.
Oh, that word.
But, yeah, it seemed to fit.
At first, I thought he was just lazy. A slacker.
He, along with my friend's nephew, were supposed to show up at 10 AM to help me move. The nephew called at 10:30.
"Uh, J is still sleeping. He doesn't like getting up early. I'll keep trying him."
11:45 AM: "He's awake! We should be there by 12:30."
12:30 PM: "J is moving kind of slow. But we'll be there by 1:00."
This was a 26-year-old man, not a 17-year-old...
Oh, that word.
But, yeah, it seemed to fit.
At first, I thought he was just lazy. A slacker.
He, along with my friend's nephew, were supposed to show up at 10 AM to help me move. The nephew called at 10:30.
"Uh, J is still sleeping. He doesn't like getting up early. I'll keep trying him."
11:45 AM: "He's awake! We should be there by 12:30."
12:30 PM: "J is moving kind of slow. But we'll be there by 1:00."
This was a 26-year-old man, not a 17-year-old...
#America
#GunControl
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6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2024 5:42am
8th Oct 2024 5:42am
Awkward Geometry
I see a spiral horizon line
in a plane sky
And I'm at square one.
In a parallel universe
I'm just as clueless
Through hard work
I flipped my square life to a diamond
but it was still just a rhombus.
It's hard to break out of a circle
with your bare hands
If my life were a ray
I'd live forever.
I'm glad it's not.
Trying to join fates with him?
There's only one axis
on that coordinate pain.
This poem has no point.
Please don't think I'm obtuse.
in a plane sky
And I'm at square one.
In a parallel universe
I'm just as clueless
Through hard work
I flipped my square life to a diamond
but it was still just a rhombus.
It's hard to break out of a circle
with your bare hands
If my life were a ray
I'd live forever.
I'm glad it's not.
Trying to join fates with him?
There's only one axis
on that coordinate pain.
This poem has no point.
Please don't think I'm obtuse.
#TruthOfLife
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Sep 2024 00:07am
29th Sep 2024 00:07am
The Dreaded Question
The Swedish man knew me as a dog lover
though I happily took over the job of feeding the stray kitties
gathered by his country house door every evening
But yeah,
dogs.
I loved my beagle, Brandy Joy
and Swedish man's Rottweiler, Daisy
and his friends' dogs
and my friends' dogs
and strangers' dogs
and dogs on TV
and the dog I met once
who had a perfect German shepherd head
on a corgi body.
The only dog I can think of,
that I couldn't quite bring myself to love,
was a friend's...
though I happily took over the job of feeding the stray kitties
gathered by his country house door every evening
But yeah,
dogs.
I loved my beagle, Brandy Joy
and Swedish man's Rottweiler, Daisy
and his friends' dogs
and my friends' dogs
and strangers' dogs
and dogs on TV
and the dog I met once
who had a perfect German shepherd head
on a corgi body.
The only dog I can think of,
that I couldn't quite bring myself to love,
was a friend's...
#animals
#anxiety
#choices
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8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Sep 2024 4:48am
27th Sep 2024 4:48am
Forgotten Man
He did something weird for a living.
Something to do with coin boxes in laundromats
He lived a short dirt path away from his mother,
two blocks at most.
He went there every night for dinner,
boasting that lately he had been walking there
instead of driving.
Mama don't cook nothin' without gravy on it
said the 45-year-old laundromat man.
He also told me
in our last conversation,
that he masturbated to hardcore porn before bed
Women being hurt.
He called it taking a Sominex.
By that point I was just...
Something to do with coin boxes in laundromats
He lived a short dirt path away from his mother,
two blocks at most.
He went there every night for dinner,
boasting that lately he had been walking there
instead of driving.
Mama don't cook nothin' without gravy on it
said the 45-year-old laundromat man.
He also told me
in our last conversation,
that he masturbated to hardcore porn before bed
Women being hurt.
He called it taking a Sominex.
By that point I was just...
#loneliness
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5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Sep 2024 3:09am
25th Sep 2024 3:09am
If I want to wear my hair in a pink scrunchie bun, I will, dammit!
Beware!
It's another poem about my hair
I think it's the third.
Kind of stupid and absurd.
When the hot weather just won't stop
my long blonde hair goes atop
secured by the scrunchie of the day
there's not much you can say
if you want to be polite
best call it a night.
It's another poem about my hair
I think it's the third.
Kind of stupid and absurd.
When the hot weather just won't stop
my long blonde hair goes atop
secured by the scrunchie of the day
there's not much you can say
if you want to be polite
best call it a night.
#beauty
#motivational
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
22nd Sep 2024 7:01pm
The Road to Pastrami
I don't need a guru
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
#childhood
#food
#nostalgia #passion
#nostalgia #passion
124 reads
15 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2024 2:38am
22nd Sep 2024 2:38am
Latest Erotic Senyru
cradle it with care
always remember
respect his member
you love your sadist
sex in hell a conscious choice
let the flames burn on
it's never boring
anticipating next move
never quite prepared
who's a naughty girl
ready for her punishment
so many of us
till sitting brings fear
she will remain unsettled
his power calms her
always remember
respect his member
you love your sadist
sex in hell a conscious choice
let the flames burn on
it's never boring
anticipating next move
never quite prepared
who's a naughty girl
ready for her punishment
so many of us
till sitting brings fear
she will remain unsettled
his power calms her
#BDSM
#senryu
167 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Sep 2024 6:32am
21st Sep 2024 6:32am
The Consciousness of Blur
Hocus Pocus
lose the focus
if you want to see a different way
Consciousness is a slow shutter speed
dreams are a time exposure
Freeze a sports play
and you have a detailed truth
But freeze a waterfall
and
you've
lied.
lose the focus
if you want to see a different way
Consciousness is a slow shutter speed
dreams are a time exposure
Freeze a sports play
and you have a detailed truth
But freeze a waterfall
and
you've
lied.
#art
#technology
175 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Sep 2024 2:46am
16th Sep 2024 2:46am
I Pledge Allegiance to the Disco Ball
I've asked for some things for my new classroom
and have gotten some of them.
I haven't gotten the extra bookshelf.
Or the Post It chart paper.
Or an American flag,
large or small.
Instead
when the vice principal
leads the Pledge over the PA system
my class and I face the blue disco ball
I got for $5 at Five Below.
We really like it.
I believe in sparkly objects
that catch and amplify light.
I believe in beauty.
It's a great icy blue color.
I believe in my country
minus the guns, ...
and have gotten some of them.
I haven't gotten the extra bookshelf.
Or the Post It chart paper.
Or an American flag,
large or small.
Instead
when the vice principal
leads the Pledge over the PA system
my class and I face the blue disco ball
I got for $5 at Five Below.
We really like it.
I believe in sparkly objects
that catch and amplify light.
I believe in beauty.
It's a great icy blue color.
I believe in my country
minus the guns, ...
#America
#school
#tradition
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2024 1:43am
16th Sep 2024 1:43am
Trade In
I need a new life,
even at my age
If I weren't so depressed
I'd be filled with rage
If I didn't have so much rage,
I wouldn't be depressed
I think you can surmise
my life is a mess
Sometimes I don't want to
truly means No, I can't
This matter is serious
it's not just a rant
You can't quit your job
the children need you!
I can't help them if I'm dead
I am one worn out Jew
I want to escape,
but where will I go?
That's for me to find out
And soon I will know.
even at my age
If I weren't so depressed
I'd be filled with rage
If I didn't have so much rage,
I wouldn't be depressed
I think you can surmise
my life is a mess
Sometimes I don't want to
truly means No, I can't
This matter is serious
it's not just a rant
You can't quit your job
the children need you!
I can't help them if I'm dead
I am one worn out Jew
I want to escape,
but where will I go?
That's for me to find out
And soon I will know.
#anxiety
#FeelingTrapped
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