Submissions by RetainedThoughts
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Simple lyrical poetry with a depth of desriptive outlines and personal experience.
SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2017 6:49pm
4th Mar 2017 6:49pm
Retained Thought
Some say, your eyes
are a gateway
to the soul.
A getaway from
this life.
where no one else
can go.
This humble heart
grows weary.
Held unto the pain
of strangers whom
given up.
These strong arms
unyielding
to the weight.
Always thought
to be carried alone.
That is not the case.
We all carry a piece
To show the world
not all is lost
but can...
are a gateway
to the soul.
A getaway from
this life.
where no one else
can go.
This humble heart
grows weary.
Held unto the pain
of strangers whom
given up.
These strong arms
unyielding
to the weight.
Always thought
to be carried alone.
That is not the case.
We all carry a piece
To show the world
not all is lost
but can...
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Feb 2017 12:51pm
27th Feb 2017 12:51pm
ode' to you
When I think of you
there is nothing I wouldn't do.
Where could you be?
If not with me,
in my arms, I hold so tight
A love to share, that's you tonight.
Another night alone
feelings once again,
not shown.
If I had one wish, it would be
to give you my love
for all eternity.
there is nothing I wouldn't do.
Where could you be?
If not with me,
in my arms, I hold so tight
A love to share, that's you tonight.
Another night alone
feelings once again,
not shown.
If I had one wish, it would be
to give you my love
for all eternity.
553 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Feb 2017 7:25pm
25th Feb 2017 7:25pm
Sweetling
Where do I begin?
Can we just start again?
Maybe I move quick
you were my first pick.
I know for a fact
that you and I
could keep love in tact.
Can we just start again?
Maybe I move quick
you were my first pick.
I know for a fact
that you and I
could keep love in tact.
505 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2017 12:16pm
23rd Feb 2017 12:16pm
The Morning after
Suspended in thought.
Open the gate,
Reality incarnate.
This community
is beautiful
full of mystery.
Mixed feelings
Psychedelic.
Stimulated on caught
feelings. Without remorse.
Another wave struck
my very core.
There is no such thing
as poor.
Only attitude.
This venue is open
for all willing, to learn.
One cannot evolve
without the realisation
that alone he is...
Open the gate,
Reality incarnate.
This community
is beautiful
full of mystery.
Mixed feelings
Psychedelic.
Stimulated on caught
feelings. Without remorse.
Another wave struck
my very core.
There is no such thing
as poor.
Only attitude.
This venue is open
for all willing, to learn.
One cannot evolve
without the realisation
that alone he is...
485 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2017 11:50pm
21st Feb 2017 11:50pm
Renown
Unbreakable fortress
gilded respite.
Walls so tall
must have invite.
Explore regions
unknown by most.
Reap the benefits
beyond expectation.
A costly triumph
left vulnerable.
It was worth
every fall.
Just to gaze
at the beauty,
carefully
tucked away.
gilded respite.
Walls so tall
must have invite.
Explore regions
unknown by most.
Reap the benefits
beyond expectation.
A costly triumph
left vulnerable.
It was worth
every fall.
Just to gaze
at the beauty,
carefully
tucked away.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Feb 2017 8:51pm
17th Feb 2017 8:51pm
Sleepy cat eye's
Sleepy cat eye's
looks tired although
he is wide awake.
A sly slow moving stroll
he make's his way through town.
Taking in the morning air,
thoughts about how today
an oh so special day,
has finally arrived.
Finding ones strength,
believing in that strength.
Revealing all weakness,
unyielding to defeat.
There is a time and place
where he stands ready
to face this life.
day and here now
looking so...
looks tired although
he is wide awake.
A sly slow moving stroll
he make's his way through town.
Taking in the morning air,
thoughts about how today
an oh so special day,
has finally arrived.
Finding ones strength,
believing in that strength.
Revealing all weakness,
unyielding to defeat.
There is a time and place
where he stands ready
to face this life.
day and here now
looking so...
544 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Feb 2017 6:20pm
16th Feb 2017 6:20pm
Mushrooms
If eaten you will change,
there was no warning.
Ingested it's to late.
Now you have to wait.
As your third eye opens,
so you may see the world,
As it truly is.
Not knowing what is real,
or what is created,
by your mind.
It hurt at first,
getting used to the blinding light,
in the middle of the night.
Something turned on.
I saw the world in a different color.
For my eyes deceive.
What is color to a person born...
there was no warning.
Ingested it's to late.
Now you have to wait.
As your third eye opens,
so you may see the world,
As it truly is.
Not knowing what is real,
or what is created,
by your mind.
It hurt at first,
getting used to the blinding light,
in the middle of the night.
Something turned on.
I saw the world in a different color.
For my eyes deceive.
What is color to a person born...
531 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Feb 2017 5:58pm
14th Feb 2017 5:58pm
Divide
Translucent body,
untouched by society.
At the peak of severity,
my heart called out.
There was an answer,
I ran searching for the source.
Approaching silently,
would not want to pass this by.
Silver tongue unstoppable,
her wall impregnable.
Two forces at work trying,
to make ends meet.
Roots firmly planted,
deep inside my heart.
Divided forever and ever,
by the choices we have made.
Together we could stand so high, ...
untouched by society.
At the peak of severity,
my heart called out.
There was an answer,
I ran searching for the source.
Approaching silently,
would not want to pass this by.
Silver tongue unstoppable,
her wall impregnable.
Two forces at work trying,
to make ends meet.
Roots firmly planted,
deep inside my heart.
Divided forever and ever,
by the choices we have made.
Together we could stand so high, ...
552 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Feb 2017 2:43pm
13th Feb 2017 2:43pm
Thought
Where could I find,
a heart,
to care for me,
as I care for you.
My want for you is never-ending,
some call it,
a need.
Looking with blind eyes.
Seeing with heavty heart.
You'll find me,
at the bottom,
of a bottle.
Loneliness is terrible.
At times unbearable.
What can I do,
other than continue,
searching for you.
a heart,
to care for me,
as I care for you.
My want for you is never-ending,
some call it,
a need.
Looking with blind eyes.
Seeing with heavty heart.
You'll find me,
at the bottom,
of a bottle.
Loneliness is terrible.
At times unbearable.
What can I do,
other than continue,
searching for you.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Feb 2017 7:51pm
12th Feb 2017 7:51pm
Reality or Dreaming
Dreaming is to be awake,
while reality is at bay.
Letting it all fade away.
A never ending thought,
of a beautiful, or terrible,
existence.
There are some truth in dreams,
There are more lies in reality.
Waking back to this heaven/hell.
A murmur of familiar voices reminds,
that you weren't ever there.
Thinking back,
I believe I caught a glimpse.
It's something to dream about each night.
Of a love outside,
...
while reality is at bay.
Letting it all fade away.
A never ending thought,
of a beautiful, or terrible,
existence.
There are some truth in dreams,
There are more lies in reality.
Waking back to this heaven/hell.
A murmur of familiar voices reminds,
that you weren't ever there.
Thinking back,
I believe I caught a glimpse.
It's something to dream about each night.
Of a love outside,
...
496 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Feb 2017 6:30pm
7th Feb 2017 6:30pm
Sagittarious at a festival
We've arrived dear friends,
to music's tranquility.
So many people!
I want to meet them all,
share their and mine experiences.
What do we do first?
It can be the hardest question,
when you're truly free.
I did what I knew,
get high on whatever you desire.
Have the time of your life.
Because,
You never know if this is your last day.
What I didn't know (but felt)
was back home,
...
to music's tranquility.
So many people!
I want to meet them all,
share their and mine experiences.
What do we do first?
It can be the hardest question,
when you're truly free.
I did what I knew,
get high on whatever you desire.
Have the time of your life.
Because,
You never know if this is your last day.
What I didn't know (but felt)
was back home,
...
583 reads
0 Comments
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