Submissions by QuestionEverything
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Been writing for years on and off. Its great to look back on my old work. Good poetry captures emotion and the moment. Looking back i can read a life story. I am new to reading other poetry, and i am enjoying it thoroughly.
Time is an Endless Cycle of Death
This life is anything but real to me anymore
This life a clever war
Ignorant soldiers and pointless battles
Time is an endless cycle of death
It’s just a matter of time
Plan a crime
Write a rhyme
Flip a dime
Squeeze a lime
Smile- for a while
Puke bile
Sit down lye back
Think
What is it that you lack
What do you want
What do you need
To temporarily feed your greed
This life a clever war
Ignorant soldiers and pointless battles
Time is an endless cycle of death
It’s just a matter of time
Plan a crime
Write a rhyme
Flip a dime
Squeeze a lime
Smile- for a while
Puke bile
Sit down lye back
Think
What is it that you lack
What do you want
What do you need
To temporarily feed your greed
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Continue to Shine
O sun reaching out
Bright in the sky
I've admired you for years
You need not ask why
You've given so much and asked nothing in return
A lovely thought- you will endlessly burn
I've watched you rise
So powerful I was forced to look away
I witnessed you fall
I stood speechless in awe
A lovely orange, pink spectrum of light extending millions of miles
A constant timeless beauty
You got it all- your a sexy cutie
O sun, o sun continue to shine
Bright in the sky
I've admired you for years
You need not ask why
You've given so much and asked nothing in return
A lovely thought- you will endlessly burn
I've watched you rise
So powerful I was forced to look away
I witnessed you fall
I stood speechless in awe
A lovely orange, pink spectrum of light extending millions of miles
A constant timeless beauty
You got it all- your a sexy cutie
O sun, o sun continue to shine
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Love is Life's True Masterpiece
Love is life's true masterpiece
Such beauty can not be drawn, written down, or translated into words
Its amazing such beauty can even be felt
Bigger than you
Bigger than Me
Bigger than life
Out of my heart
Out of my mind
Out of this world
A glorious abstract
That I have had the privilege to experience
Such beauty can not be drawn, written down, or translated into words
Its amazing such beauty can even be felt
Bigger than you
Bigger than Me
Bigger than life
Out of my heart
Out of my mind
Out of this world
A glorious abstract
That I have had the privilege to experience
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Remember This in Tough Times
At tough times like this
Its especially important to remember...
You create your own mood!
you are responsible for the thoughts that you are thinking!
you have the ability to view the positives or the negatives of all situation!
Even if no positives exist, you are still able to think about other positive things in your life oppose to the negatives at hand
Where your attention goes- your energy flows
Think about sad shit- and you will be sad
To be at peace is a choice
Happiness is a state of mind
Its especially important to remember...
You create your own mood!
you are responsible for the thoughts that you are thinking!
you have the ability to view the positives or the negatives of all situation!
Even if no positives exist, you are still able to think about other positive things in your life oppose to the negatives at hand
Where your attention goes- your energy flows
Think about sad shit- and you will be sad
To be at peace is a choice
Happiness is a state of mind
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Mercy Kill Me Please ... Euthanasia
The conscious thoughts of an unconscious man
Writing for those who cant speak...
My accident happened so long ago
I was only 16
Yet I never recovered
I spend most of my time alone, in bed staring at the ceiling
at best I'm in a chair facing what ever direction I was placed in
I have daily visitors
Those who change my diaper, wash me up, and turn me every couple hours
aka Nurses aides
Those who crush my cup full of pills and deliver them down my peg tube
aka Nurses
Those who check the machine that keeps me breathing, and...
Writing for those who cant speak...
My accident happened so long ago
I was only 16
Yet I never recovered
I spend most of my time alone, in bed staring at the ceiling
at best I'm in a chair facing what ever direction I was placed in
I have daily visitors
Those who change my diaper, wash me up, and turn me every couple hours
aka Nurses aides
Those who crush my cup full of pills and deliver them down my peg tube
aka Nurses
Those who check the machine that keeps me breathing, and...
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3 Comments
Growing Old
Growing old- trying to feel alive
Loosing motivation- gotta keep my strive
Thinking back to when I was a little boy
around the age of 4 or 5
I can still see the smile on my face
back when this world was an innocent place
Too be young and naive- to still believe
Feels like a dream- but I was really there
I was once free of care
Loosing motivation- gotta keep my strive
Thinking back to when I was a little boy
around the age of 4 or 5
I can still see the smile on my face
back when this world was an innocent place
Too be young and naive- to still believe
Feels like a dream- but I was really there
I was once free of care
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To take a chance toward Happiness
A timeless kiss- o so bliss
Such a beautiful connection- absent of rejection
Your flow I already know
Deeper and deeper within is where we shall go
An honest and truly lovely ride
Your guard, your walls, your fear and pain all put aside
To love fearlessly
To not be afraid
To take a chance
To be caught up in romance
To be happy
Such a beautiful connection- absent of rejection
Your flow I already know
Deeper and deeper within is where we shall go
An honest and truly lovely ride
Your guard, your walls, your fear and pain all put aside
To love fearlessly
To not be afraid
To take a chance
To be caught up in romance
To be happy
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Decipher
Still smell that stench you blut ee wench water cant quench neither can doe I know you know you filthy hoe I never said go stay for a while indulge puke bile you will not learn don't stress it if its not a concern try to vaporize instead of burn little less harmful and even more charm full I woke and took a toke I woke and boke fuck em all big skinny fat hairy bald and small
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Seed to Tree
A seed lay sleeping
An eternity if needed
Conditions are right
The seed pokes its way through
Germination has begun
Rapid growth follows
A detailed plan begins to unfold
A lovely design
Beautiful symmetry and consistency
A complicated order preformed with precision
Nature has some memory
Lovely bright leaves unfold, proud as ever
The earths lungs are being developed
Life is a beautiful story of survivors
A seed is truthfully amazing
A real too BIG to be true magic trick
From seed to gigantic tree- fuckin...
An eternity if needed
Conditions are right
The seed pokes its way through
Germination has begun
Rapid growth follows
A detailed plan begins to unfold
A lovely design
Beautiful symmetry and consistency
A complicated order preformed with precision
Nature has some memory
Lovely bright leaves unfold, proud as ever
The earths lungs are being developed
Life is a beautiful story of survivors
A seed is truthfully amazing
A real too BIG to be true magic trick
From seed to gigantic tree- fuckin...
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Exposed to infection (Healthcare)
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The Knot in my Throat has Returned
Swollen and dehydrated from crying
Feel like curling up, hiding, and dieing
Love has made me weak
Despite all you have done
Part of me still wants to hold, and be held by you
I love you girl - hard to use past tense
Just not ready yet
The knot in my throat has returned
I have been shit on, disrespected, and burned
Feel like curling up, hiding, and dieing
Love has made me weak
Despite all you have done
Part of me still wants to hold, and be held by you
I love you girl - hard to use past tense
Just not ready yet
The knot in my throat has returned
I have been shit on, disrespected, and burned
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The Gatherers of Scrap
Gathering scraps
Unproportional numbers
Balance does not exist
Grinding 40 hours to make enough to be broke
Hourly wages- a laughless joke
We are a people who trade in our time
In units of hours
For much needed paper
We are working class slaves
Doing what is needed to survive
We are the gatherers of scrap
Unproportional numbers
Balance does not exist
Grinding 40 hours to make enough to be broke
Hourly wages- a laughless joke
We are a people who trade in our time
In units of hours
For much needed paper
We are working class slaves
Doing what is needed to survive
We are the gatherers of scrap
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