Submissions by Relentlesssmile628
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2013 6:48am
4th Jan 2013 6:48am
Before and After
10/7/12
Anna can't breathe at two in the morning,
With wine flightless in her mouth.
Couldn't stand the flask, she could still taste the lingering print of his lips.
In the distance lights dance, reminding her of Adam her missing lover, the state of which...graduates past life.
Fallen valentines litter the floor all around her, filling her with hate.
As the poison slips down her throat she can't remember his name.
Anna can't breathe at two in the morning,
With wine flightless in her mouth.
Couldn't stand the flask, she could still taste the lingering print of his lips.
In the distance lights dance, reminding her of Adam her missing lover, the state of which...graduates past life.
Fallen valentines litter the floor all around her, filling her with hate.
As the poison slips down her throat she can't remember his name.
588 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2013 6:39am
4th Jan 2013 6:39am
Crash
10/7/12
Patrol cars play savior to reason,
Swaying low, silent flowers picture when September's idiots inside blank cubicles bring bullets.
Panic smiles at the virtues,
While bittersweet hymns play on.
Patrol cars play savior to reason,
Swaying low, silent flowers picture when September's idiots inside blank cubicles bring bullets.
Panic smiles at the virtues,
While bittersweet hymns play on.
521 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2013 6:00am
3rd Jan 2013 6:00am
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10/7/12
Panic ballads create vices,
While the rise of wings counter the drive.
Cheers smash the sun inside the missile,
Deep inside heaven avenged folds in Andria at the river.
Panic ballads create vices,
While the rise of wings counter the drive.
Cheers smash the sun inside the missile,
Deep inside heaven avenged folds in Andria at the river.
579 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2013 5:56am
3rd Jan 2013 5:56am
A Lesson to Be Learned
10/7/12
Safe waters all around.
Chemical deserts set the next scene.
Romance and sleep parade in black.
Dolls that bloom inside irises speak some of the greatest silent words ever known.
Safe waters all around.
Chemical deserts set the next scene.
Romance and sleep parade in black.
Dolls that bloom inside irises speak some of the greatest silent words ever known.
549 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2013 4:52am
2nd Jan 2013 4:52am
New for you
10/7/12
Guilty disputes between the red,
Inside innocence, against any help.
The never ending eyes look at the darlings at their best.
As they all fly alive into the leaves.
Guilty disputes between the red,
Inside innocence, against any help.
The never ending eyes look at the darlings at their best.
As they all fly alive into the leaves.
522 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2013 4:46am
2nd Jan 2013 4:46am
Stop it All
The city is bursting with noise and excitement,
On a street corner stands a single streetlight, unmoving and bright.
Underneath, stands a small girl, lost peacefully inside her own world.
A lone icon of quiet in a place of sirens, shouts, and taxi horns.
On a street corner stands a single streetlight, unmoving and bright.
Underneath, stands a small girl, lost peacefully inside her own world.
A lone icon of quiet in a place of sirens, shouts, and taxi horns.
416 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 4:53pm
31st Dec 2012 4:53pm
The Guardian
A threadbare, faded teddy bear,
Protected the small girl from every monster that lurked in the dark.
In her small bedroom, which constantly changed from sanctuary, to the potential stage of the most twisted nightmare.
From twilight to dawn, the bear performs this duty because he is the girls most loyal and trusted friend, who will always save her from the dark abyss of fear.
Protected the small girl from every monster that lurked in the dark.
In her small bedroom, which constantly changed from sanctuary, to the potential stage of the most twisted nightmare.
From twilight to dawn, the bear performs this duty because he is the girls most loyal and trusted friend, who will always save her from the dark abyss of fear.
528 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 4:48pm
31st Dec 2012 4:48pm
That Little Patch of Blue
The chains screamed in protest as legs moved.
Back, forth,
Kicking for the blue sky,
For her freedom.
To the nirvana, so close,
Yet, just too far.
Back, forth,
Kicking for the blue sky,
For her freedom.
To the nirvana, so close,
Yet, just too far.
612 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 7:20am
31st Dec 2012 7:20am
Sincker Snack
There once was a girl named Alice,
Filled with so much malice.
She wandered in Wonderland with her vorpal blade,
Fighting the cruel creatures and monsters she made,
In the ruins of her imaginary palace.
Filled with so much malice.
She wandered in Wonderland with her vorpal blade,
Fighting the cruel creatures and monsters she made,
In the ruins of her imaginary palace.
484 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 7:16am
31st Dec 2012 7:16am
Through My Eyes
The rain pounds slowly.
Whispering many sorrows.
To those who listen.
Whispering many sorrows.
To those who listen.
598 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2012 3:39am
29th Dec 2012 3:39am
An Equal Balance
Chaos
unwanted destructive
wreaking screaming slithering
fire fear; hope light
hushing soothing relaxing
Peace
unwanted destructive
wreaking screaming slithering
fire fear; hope light
hushing soothing relaxing
Peace
491 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2012 3:36am
29th Dec 2012 3:36am
Angst in a Nutshell
Growing up is not an easy thing to do.
Through each stage of life that comes to pass,
Through some harsh judgments and people staring at you.
Some days, you wonder how you could ever last.
Can hardly make up your mind from what ice cream you want to what you wear.
Definitely mixed up about who you want to be.
Some try to help the process by doing something crazy such as getting a piercing or dying their hair.
Though (God only knows who it'll be) I just want to be me.
Sometimes I wonder what young generations did to deserve this.
From the...
Through each stage of life that comes to pass,
Through some harsh judgments and people staring at you.
Some days, you wonder how you could ever last.
Can hardly make up your mind from what ice cream you want to what you wear.
Definitely mixed up about who you want to be.
Some try to help the process by doing something crazy such as getting a piercing or dying their hair.
Though (God only knows who it'll be) I just want to be me.
Sometimes I wonder what young generations did to deserve this.
From the...
505 reads
1 Comment
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