Submissions by Roca
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Sleepwalker.
Peculiar.
Cerulean night gown
Curled up on the chair
Lost in memories of something
That wasn't even there
Brown eyes exposed to the glare of the sun
Brown skin darkening
Until it flared a flame
Slowly. Quietly. Fire tame.
Curled up on the chair
Lost in memories of something
That wasn't even there
Brown eyes exposed to the glare of the sun
Brown skin darkening
Until it flared a flame
Slowly. Quietly. Fire tame.
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Stand Night One
Curtains drawn down
I'm watching you sleep
Spend your night out in town
Lay awake and heard you creep
Had no feel for a fight
It was too late at night
I'm afraid you'll take flight again
I know you can't stand my sight
Maybe it's the way
Your blue eyes shine in dim light
Or maybe the way
You used to hold me when I cried
Can't find a way
To pack my bags or
Maybe just run away
I'm unhappy but I stay
Hoping you will love me
Your room was dirty
Your clothes scattered all on the floor
I just wanted you near me...
I'm watching you sleep
Spend your night out in town
Lay awake and heard you creep
Had no feel for a fight
It was too late at night
I'm afraid you'll take flight again
I know you can't stand my sight
Maybe it's the way
Your blue eyes shine in dim light
Or maybe the way
You used to hold me when I cried
Can't find a way
To pack my bags or
Maybe just run away
I'm unhappy but I stay
Hoping you will love me
Your room was dirty
Your clothes scattered all on the floor
I just wanted you near me...
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What Has Become Of Me?
What has become of me?
What has become of that innocent mind
which I once had and now so badly long for?
I've grown up too fast, I guess
I've missed the point completely
Overwhelmed by the problem
Unable to think.
Unable to imagine.
I don't want this any longer
so rid me of my mind
Make me a child of innocence
who knows nothing, no crime
Give back to me that which I once had
don't cast the die.
Make it all blow over
and give me back my innocent heart
That knows no pain and hasn't been torn apart
Give it back!...
What has become of that innocent mind
which I once had and now so badly long for?
I've grown up too fast, I guess
I've missed the point completely
Overwhelmed by the problem
Unable to think.
Unable to imagine.
I don't want this any longer
so rid me of my mind
Make me a child of innocence
who knows nothing, no crime
Give back to me that which I once had
don't cast the die.
Make it all blow over
and give me back my innocent heart
That knows no pain and hasn't been torn apart
Give it back!...
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