Submissions by Robin-Mo
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
.loveme
Hi xxx,
can you return, please?
your cold shoulder burns me...
I know you need to focus on your work
but the chances of us ever meeting feels absurd
my hope was dying but I hadn't given up the search yet
my imagination could never color someone so perfect
someone who's quirks are perks to me
someone who's gonna live eternally
but maybe I need someone who's hurting me
because it gives my soul the words to speak
and you would need a better version of me
this jerk believes he's not worthy
to be...
can you return, please?
your cold shoulder burns me...
I know you need to focus on your work
but the chances of us ever meeting feels absurd
my hope was dying but I hadn't given up the search yet
my imagination could never color someone so perfect
someone who's quirks are perks to me
someone who's gonna live eternally
but maybe I need someone who's hurting me
because it gives my soul the words to speak
and you would need a better version of me
this jerk believes he's not worthy
to be...
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.nineteen
Hi,
I'm one and number nine
and I wonder why I'm
living thru others eyez,
thru the grape vine.
Living, thru sad and fun times,
thru times that go undefined.
Living thru my shutter blinds,
thru my cluttered mind.
Living,
out of line.
I wonder why I'm
not really living to live,
but, living to die.
I'm one and number nine
and I wonder why I'm
living thru others eyez,
thru the grape vine.
Living, thru sad and fun times,
thru times that go undefined.
Living thru my shutter blinds,
thru my cluttered mind.
Living,
out of line.
I wonder why I'm
not really living to live,
but, living to die.
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Lonesome Years
I guess I've just floated astray, since birth,
going aimlessly with a loneliness that lingered.
But then started searching in need to fill the void. A person?
A passion or purpose? couldn't find neither at the surface.
There wasn't a thing that filled the void perfect.
Feeling forever lost,
But all of my cycles and loops became clear, eveything else was blurry.
I dared look closer at the distorted world,
because I thought I might have seen myself looking back.
After I jumped in, it felt like there was this chain around my ankle ...
going aimlessly with a loneliness that lingered.
But then started searching in need to fill the void. A person?
A passion or purpose? couldn't find neither at the surface.
There wasn't a thing that filled the void perfect.
Feeling forever lost,
But all of my cycles and loops became clear, eveything else was blurry.
I dared look closer at the distorted world,
because I thought I might have seen myself looking back.
After I jumped in, it felt like there was this chain around my ankle ...
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