Submissions by RareBlueRose89
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Whether it be in ink, whether it be in lead, whether it be in blood....my writings I must shed. Imagination take me away to that secret place again, the place only you and I are allowed to venture. May we never be deprived of one another's love.
Frankenstein
You stayed up those longs nights carefully picking out the pieces you needed to assemble me
Not realizing even though you were trying your best to create another human life that you were indeed piecing together something far more worse than that…
a monster if you will
gave me cold black hair because that was the true color of your soul
attached together all my joints with screws because you didn’t want any piece of me to be whole
made my mouth of stitches because broken words is all you ever spoke
even my heart was mechanically powered by electrical volts ...
Not realizing even though you were trying your best to create another human life that you were indeed piecing together something far more worse than that…
a monster if you will
gave me cold black hair because that was the true color of your soul
attached together all my joints with screws because you didn’t want any piece of me to be whole
made my mouth of stitches because broken words is all you ever spoke
even my heart was mechanically powered by electrical volts ...
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He Scares Me
Something in him has shifted
I’m not sure what’s the source.
Or am I? As in me? The cause.
Once upon a fairy tale we were almost inseparable
Connected at the chest like a pair of conjoined twins
In sync with my emotions
Easily I could feel him a million miles across this widespread land
But that energy it just isn’t the same
In fact when I’m in the presence of it I feel almost suffocated
It’s pulling at times and draining to say the least
I often run to busy myself with other things, anything to get away
Desperate that the ounce of positivity I...
I’m not sure what’s the source.
Or am I? As in me? The cause.
Once upon a fairy tale we were almost inseparable
Connected at the chest like a pair of conjoined twins
In sync with my emotions
Easily I could feel him a million miles across this widespread land
But that energy it just isn’t the same
In fact when I’m in the presence of it I feel almost suffocated
It’s pulling at times and draining to say the least
I often run to busy myself with other things, anything to get away
Desperate that the ounce of positivity I...
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They'd Judge Me
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Imagine Reality
can you imagine , waking up every single day with a sense of emptiness
like a piece of you has literally been carved out of your chest
and yet you're expected to go on about your everyday life as this complete functioning being
the hole while big enough to be noticed
when you’re approached people are too afraid of its depth
so they strike up a conversation about a million other topics
exempting the one that’s so obviously staring them directly in their faces….
imagine trying learn to appreciate the quality...
like a piece of you has literally been carved out of your chest
and yet you're expected to go on about your everyday life as this complete functioning being
the hole while big enough to be noticed
when you’re approached people are too afraid of its depth
so they strike up a conversation about a million other topics
exempting the one that’s so obviously staring them directly in their faces….
imagine trying learn to appreciate the quality...
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My Little Secret
It’s out of our hands, I get it, I get it
Guess that’s the price I pay for settling for possibilities
Disappointing isn’t strong enough to express how I feel
I long for you like air breath into me please
Expectation after expectation and getting let down
It’s not your fault I know so I can’t be mad
Guess we’ll plan another get away for another time
My little secret in reality but in fantasy you’re all mines
Guess that’s the price I pay for settling for possibilities
Disappointing isn’t strong enough to express how I feel
I long for you like air breath into me please
Expectation after expectation and getting let down
It’s not your fault I know so I can’t be mad
Guess we’ll plan another get away for another time
My little secret in reality but in fantasy you’re all mines
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Starving
Hmm you would think I’m on the verge of becoming a glutton
But I can’t help this taste that’s never satisfied
Each time it leaves my mouth I want it again
And if indulging is wrong then it’s the sweetest sin
I’m craving you so badly won’t you let me in?
I know I said only once more and here I am again
I can’t stand how you tease me with your scent in the air
Or how I’m pleased simply by touching the follicles of your hair
And when I look in your eyes it’s an unmasking stare
To hear your voice over my ears I hardly can bare
You delicately plate the food...
But I can’t help this taste that’s never satisfied
Each time it leaves my mouth I want it again
And if indulging is wrong then it’s the sweetest sin
I’m craving you so badly won’t you let me in?
I know I said only once more and here I am again
I can’t stand how you tease me with your scent in the air
Or how I’m pleased simply by touching the follicles of your hair
And when I look in your eyes it’s an unmasking stare
To hear your voice over my ears I hardly can bare
You delicately plate the food...
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Black Heart
Beating with hope so full of life
Blow after blow it manages to still survive
Not wanting to be deemed naïve or insecure
It just solely believes in love to thrive
The original state of the heart to pump the blood flow to the remainder of the body
Red blood equals healthy anything other than that is always questionable
But what do you do when after years of abuse and still holding on to what you cannot see begins to torment your insides?
Are you crazy for still believing in the heart to prosper?
To continue on in spite of what’s presently taking...
Blow after blow it manages to still survive
Not wanting to be deemed naïve or insecure
It just solely believes in love to thrive
The original state of the heart to pump the blood flow to the remainder of the body
Red blood equals healthy anything other than that is always questionable
But what do you do when after years of abuse and still holding on to what you cannot see begins to torment your insides?
Are you crazy for still believing in the heart to prosper?
To continue on in spite of what’s presently taking...
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Cool Water
Cool Water
It’s like I thirst for his loving and it won’t be quenched
Until I inhale a whiff of his inviting scent
His eyes like a lullaby they talk me to sleep
Not verbally but with every time he blinks
His voice smooth, strong, commanding attention
His words flow like the river and every time he mentions my name
I love it more when it comes from his lips
He has the power to shift my heart beat with a kiss
His smile awakens me like the sunrise
The way his mouth curves up when he’s happy it makes me go wild
Like a child,...
It’s like I thirst for his loving and it won’t be quenched
Until I inhale a whiff of his inviting scent
His eyes like a lullaby they talk me to sleep
Not verbally but with every time he blinks
His voice smooth, strong, commanding attention
His words flow like the river and every time he mentions my name
I love it more when it comes from his lips
He has the power to shift my heart beat with a kiss
His smile awakens me like the sunrise
The way his mouth curves up when he’s happy it makes me go wild
Like a child,...
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Beautiful Monster
She used to be the sweetest woman you’d ever meet
Her beauty lied inwardly way beyond what eyes could see
And no matter what came her way she never ever changed
Though pretty much all her life all she’d known was pain
Her depiction of love is what had kept her in the light
So as time went on and years went by she held on to it tight
But one day a heartbreak unbearable as ever
Crept upon her like a thief her grip on love it severed
She tried to reattach herself but the wound had formed clots
The blood had seeped on the floor so long that it began to rot...
Her beauty lied inwardly way beyond what eyes could see
And no matter what came her way she never ever changed
Though pretty much all her life all she’d known was pain
Her depiction of love is what had kept her in the light
So as time went on and years went by she held on to it tight
But one day a heartbreak unbearable as ever
Crept upon her like a thief her grip on love it severed
She tried to reattach herself but the wound had formed clots
The blood had seeped on the floor so long that it began to rot...
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Poison
So toxic, so unhealthy, so risking but I inhale and with each intake I feel fulfilled.
What is it that draws me to you?
Is it the natural high I obtain with each taste?
Is it the passion I feel when you touch me?
Is it the numbness that flows through my veins like a needle being injected into my skin?
I know you’re full of things that are not good for me but I feen for you so strongly at times I lose myself
in your presence and as deadly as you can be when I am with you I feel free to live.
You set my eyes ablaze, each time I glance at your skin I am...
What is it that draws me to you?
Is it the natural high I obtain with each taste?
Is it the passion I feel when you touch me?
Is it the numbness that flows through my veins like a needle being injected into my skin?
I know you’re full of things that are not good for me but I feen for you so strongly at times I lose myself
in your presence and as deadly as you can be when I am with you I feel free to live.
You set my eyes ablaze, each time I glance at your skin I am...
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