Submissions by Poet_Tracy (Poet Tracy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Apr 2017 6:12am
19th Apr 2017 6:12am
Secret Love
There is an angel in my snapchat,
but a devil on my lap,
because of all the confidence I lack,
to back track to a small Midwest town
what feels like it’s missing from a map.
To claim what is rightfully mine,
before I run out of time.
Right now.
And maybe,
Forever and always
You are going to be more than forbidden fruit.
Honey,
you’re the entire fucking garden.
One that I promised to protect,
only letting the pure in.
But what I want to be more that a guardian.
You are my Juliet.
A forbidden love...
but a devil on my lap,
because of all the confidence I lack,
to back track to a small Midwest town
what feels like it’s missing from a map.
To claim what is rightfully mine,
before I run out of time.
Right now.
And maybe,
Forever and always
You are going to be more than forbidden fruit.
Honey,
you’re the entire fucking garden.
One that I promised to protect,
only letting the pure in.
But what I want to be more that a guardian.
You are my Juliet.
A forbidden love...
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2016 4:41pm
3rd Nov 2016 4:41pm
Halloween
This Halloween,
i want to make you scream,
the explore all the corners
of your deepest darkest dreams.
So I will dress my porch with the skeletons
I pulled out of my closet,
besides the broken their broken jaws
that I keep in my pocket, like a locket.
Their secrets can't get out.
Making sure each skeletons keeps its promise,
To take my secrets to the grave.
Like a jack-o-lantern, with a mouth filled with fire.
We will speak of your burning desire,
to finally take off your mask this Halloween and
just
be
you.
And for...
i want to make you scream,
the explore all the corners
of your deepest darkest dreams.
So I will dress my porch with the skeletons
I pulled out of my closet,
besides the broken their broken jaws
that I keep in my pocket, like a locket.
Their secrets can't get out.
Making sure each skeletons keeps its promise,
To take my secrets to the grave.
Like a jack-o-lantern, with a mouth filled with fire.
We will speak of your burning desire,
to finally take off your mask this Halloween and
just
be
you.
And for...
#Halloween
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Oct 2016 1:17am
20th Oct 2016 1:17am
Skull and Crossbones..(if loose lips sink ships)
If loose lips sink ships,
then consider me a motor mouth.
and i'll keep speaking until his crows nest
is all that is peaking out of these freezing waters.
if he really is a captain,
he'll go down with the ship
so I may give you my last life raft,
because I'm getting high from drowning
in the sea of our forgotten memories
But before I get carried away.
let me steer my ship another way
to live another day,
under my own pirate flag
ripped, tattered, and torn.
it's still hard to believe I once flew the same...
then consider me a motor mouth.
and i'll keep speaking until his crows nest
is all that is peaking out of these freezing waters.
if he really is a captain,
he'll go down with the ship
so I may give you my last life raft,
because I'm getting high from drowning
in the sea of our forgotten memories
But before I get carried away.
let me steer my ship another way
to live another day,
under my own pirate flag
ripped, tattered, and torn.
it's still hard to believe I once flew the same...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2016 6:39pm
2nd Oct 2016 6:39pm
Three Wise Monkeys
(Kikazaru, Mizaru, Iwazur)
I hear you are in town
saying you want to start over.
I hear tha those wedding bells ended,
as dusk turns to dawn.
I hear my heart pounding,
the same beat, that I played on our door.
I see that things are different,
the invincible girl, now a vulnerable wreck.
I see your make-up running,
as fast as you did from me.
I see that this is not like a balloon
traveling in its own way, hopeless of stopping.
I'll speak only calming words
like a mother to her newborn.
I'll...
I hear you are in town
saying you want to start over.
I hear tha those wedding bells ended,
as dusk turns to dawn.
I hear my heart pounding,
the same beat, that I played on our door.
I see that things are different,
the invincible girl, now a vulnerable wreck.
I see your make-up running,
as fast as you did from me.
I see that this is not like a balloon
traveling in its own way, hopeless of stopping.
I'll speak only calming words
like a mother to her newborn.
I'll...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Sep 2016 1:02am
30th Sep 2016 1:02am
To, The One That Got Away
In all of the madness in the world.
I found serenity, with my hand running through your curls.
You have been, and quite possibly, always will be the only girl to get me.
You saw potential, when I saw nothing.
You were foundation to everything I'll ever be.
And I honestly regret throwing it away.
Waking up day after day,
cold and alone in a big bed,
with nothing to say.
Two years ago,
I was waking up on an air mattres,
hair a mess mixed with morning breath.
But I didn't care, because the room was warm. you would hit...
I found serenity, with my hand running through your curls.
You have been, and quite possibly, always will be the only girl to get me.
You saw potential, when I saw nothing.
You were foundation to everything I'll ever be.
And I honestly regret throwing it away.
Waking up day after day,
cold and alone in a big bed,
with nothing to say.
Two years ago,
I was waking up on an air mattres,
hair a mess mixed with morning breath.
But I didn't care, because the room was warm. you would hit...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Sep 2016 9:02pm
29th Sep 2016 9:02pm
Downtown Ice
I find myself on the road,
more than in our bed.
The snow building up on the shoulder of the highway
must be like my side,
untouched. and cold.
You're moving forward,
like you should,
we both know i'm no good for you.
Yet,
we find ourselves: locking our door,
spinning our record, and tangling up in our sheets
at every. chance. we get.
We still hold on, for that moment
that small portion of time that we are together,
and as insignificant as it seems,
it means to world to me.
but a future together isn't promised
just...
more than in our bed.
The snow building up on the shoulder of the highway
must be like my side,
untouched. and cold.
You're moving forward,
like you should,
we both know i'm no good for you.
Yet,
we find ourselves: locking our door,
spinning our record, and tangling up in our sheets
at every. chance. we get.
We still hold on, for that moment
that small portion of time that we are together,
and as insignificant as it seems,
it means to world to me.
but a future together isn't promised
just...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Sep 2016 4:56pm
29th Sep 2016 4:56pm
Broken Record
I'm living alone,
while you moved back home.
a fresh start for two.
but I hit reset, now I can only focus on you.
realizing that I was the one in the wrong.
turning left when I should have went straight, then I ran, when I should have stayed.
now you're moved on,
this becomes the same old song.
I just wish I could make it as beautiful as our song.
while you moved back home.
a fresh start for two.
but I hit reset, now I can only focus on you.
realizing that I was the one in the wrong.
turning left when I should have went straight, then I ran, when I should have stayed.
now you're moved on,
this becomes the same old song.
I just wish I could make it as beautiful as our song.
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Sep 2016 1:06am
29th Sep 2016 1:06am
The Journey of Us....(In Hiaku)
you found me hopeless
like a cigs last few inhales,
wishing it could last
our bottle of wine
allows us to be honest
and take off the masks
the words you write
mean more than the ones you say
your voice's a small font
like a cigs last few inhales,
wishing it could last
our bottle of wine
allows us to be honest
and take off the masks
the words you write
mean more than the ones you say
your voice's a small font
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Sep 2016 1:03am
29th Sep 2016 1:03am
Mother Earth
The Earth wants to talk,
but we don't listen.
Everyone is focused on the newest pop culure sensation.
Our Mother Earth just wanted attention.
Not to be fought over,
by men only trying to bring their country
redemption.
Yet, our mother does not see us as separate countries,
but she still sees us as her little Pangea.
Mother Earth knows her children are equal,
but not equal grouped up by color, wealth, or beliefs.
But equal among all living entities that share this beautiful land.
So the next time our mother calls,
it's because she...
but we don't listen.
Everyone is focused on the newest pop culure sensation.
Our Mother Earth just wanted attention.
Not to be fought over,
by men only trying to bring their country
redemption.
Yet, our mother does not see us as separate countries,
but she still sees us as her little Pangea.
Mother Earth knows her children are equal,
but not equal grouped up by color, wealth, or beliefs.
But equal among all living entities that share this beautiful land.
So the next time our mother calls,
it's because she...
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