Submissions by RoseJasmine
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Wear Me Out
This morning
through the reflection of the mirror
I saw my self’s weary looks
a would-be acute bloodhound
with droopy eyes and floppy ears
For the past few weeks
I have been staggering
out of my comfort zone
and taking on a new challenge
Trying to pole-vault
hope to jump over the air particles
regardless of the higher heat
the friction would dry me out
Soaking In limbo gloom with purge fire
been crashed and burned
Out of...
through the reflection of the mirror
I saw my self’s weary looks
a would-be acute bloodhound
with droopy eyes and floppy ears
For the past few weeks
I have been staggering
out of my comfort zone
and taking on a new challenge
Trying to pole-vault
hope to jump over the air particles
regardless of the higher heat
the friction would dry me out
Soaking In limbo gloom with purge fire
been crashed and burned
Out of...
#birth
#LifeCycle
838 reads
30 Comments
Aquaphobia
My bellicose warrior
how you portray your silhouette
Is it cruel or lenient
Have you ever fought for me
Maybe I’m a mere traveler for ya
and an actual coward with aquaphobia
Love dipping my feet into your flowing
but never outgrow the fear of drowning
My beloved worrier
Take me away with your tides
it’s the easy way for me to say goodbye
Wipe my tears off with your ties
it’s the easy way for me to open my eyes
The restless waves show your worries
for I have never learned how to swim
Will you be singing...
how you portray your silhouette
Is it cruel or lenient
Have you ever fought for me
Maybe I’m a mere traveler for ya
and an actual coward with aquaphobia
Love dipping my feet into your flowing
but never outgrow the fear of drowning
My beloved worrier
Take me away with your tides
it’s the easy way for me to say goodbye
Wipe my tears off with your ties
it’s the easy way for me to open my eyes
The restless waves show your worries
for I have never learned how to swim
Will you be singing...
#anxiety
#love
#water #nature
#water #nature
1047 reads
36 Comments
Encounter
Owing to my random risk
on Sun Moon Lake
the frisky ferry slips out the pier
sails Into a clear loch mere
Never know a placid water surface
how to create ocean waves
until his sturdy body
lays onto her tender flesh
their unintended encounter
rises surges with a high force collider
He undresses her sheer silk robe
while she’s lying on the flowing water bed ...
on Sun Moon Lake
the frisky ferry slips out the pier
sails Into a clear loch mere
Never know a placid water surface
how to create ocean waves
until his sturdy body
lays onto her tender flesh
their unintended encounter
rises surges with a high force collider
He undresses her sheer silk robe
while she’s lying on the flowing water bed ...
#love
#nature
1108 reads
38 Comments
These Moments
At the moment
the dreaming songbirds hiccup
the first sunlight rises to wake me up
I stand amazed by the sun moon lake
Let the early breezes send unconscious air
nibble at my ignorant hair
With sunbeam beckoning
I wade into the bushy-green ocean
step on the over strewn fallen leaves
catch some of those flying foliage
build dreams with calling birds’ mirage
During the tranquil sphere
the spring woods come to be surreal
Soft wind...
the dreaming songbirds hiccup
the first sunlight rises to wake me up
I stand amazed by the sun moon lake
Let the early breezes send unconscious air
nibble at my ignorant hair
With sunbeam beckoning
I wade into the bushy-green ocean
step on the over strewn fallen leaves
catch some of those flying foliage
build dreams with calling birds’ mirage
During the tranquil sphere
the spring woods come to be surreal
Soft wind...
#nature
#love
1112 reads
38 Comments
Fever
Planting by eating
Pumpkin seeds taste fascinating
In my stomach growing
It will be fermenting
Produce flavor
Whenever, with a fever
I need it to cease my hunger
I am an absolute pumpkin killer
Pumpkin seeds taste fascinating
In my stomach growing
It will be fermenting
Produce flavor
Whenever, with a fever
I need it to cease my hunger
I am an absolute pumpkin killer
#food
#funny
760 reads
23 Comments
Willow
This isn't a sheer fantasy
a green harp on a willow tree
I heard soft breeze fiddles its branch string
playing songs as a musician in spring
Then I know that's it
new season has arrived
Spring has started his showbiz
he tailored her a newly-made dress
Silenced, burgeoning is happening
February breeze as sharp as scissors
cut out those svelte branches
and delicate lovely leaves
By stream trickling
her dangling twigs down looking ...
a green harp on a willow tree
I heard soft breeze fiddles its branch string
playing songs as a musician in spring
Then I know that's it
new season has arrived
Spring has started his showbiz
he tailored her a newly-made dress
Silenced, burgeoning is happening
February breeze as sharp as scissors
cut out those svelte branches
and delicate lovely leaves
By stream trickling
her dangling twigs down looking ...
#nature
#lover
#FallingInLove
953 reads
22 Comments
The Deep Throat
Ah, those tidal waves
Surging, crumbling, rumbling
Along with thunder’s thumbing
Wind’s whining and rain’s roaring
Vibration came from his throw-up
The coughing deep throat
With malignant tumors
Vomiting millions of bombers
Such dampened cold and dark
Such violent shivers and quavers
His shapeless gigantic hand
Grasping and throwing
Wielding and smashing
At the decrepit buildings
Falling, falling, falling…. ...
Surging, crumbling, rumbling
Along with thunder’s thumbing
Wind’s whining and rain’s roaring
Vibration came from his throw-up
The coughing deep throat
With malignant tumors
Vomiting millions of bombers
Such dampened cold and dark
Such violent shivers and quavers
His shapeless gigantic hand
Grasping and throwing
Wielding and smashing
At the decrepit buildings
Falling, falling, falling…. ...
#depression
#dark
1253 reads
30 Comments
Too Dark
At the quiet midnight
Stygian gloom casted dark light
Into the seeming paradise site
The violent quakes
Imposed their vicious bites
Onto the sleeping living flesh and mind
I heard their yells up to the sky
And yet
Helpless and hopeless
When the death servants invite
No one can decline
The night was too dark
My mind was too heavy
I Just pray and wish
The deceased can rest in peace
Stygian gloom casted dark light
Into the seeming paradise site
The violent quakes
Imposed their vicious bites
Onto the sleeping living flesh and mind
I heard their yells up to the sky
And yet
Helpless and hopeless
When the death servants invite
No one can decline
The night was too dark
My mind was too heavy
I Just pray and wish
The deceased can rest in peace
#grief
#dark
#death
803 reads
31 Comments
Hold Me Tight
These days I have had a dream
about the monkey king Sun Wu-kong
in the Vairocana Buddha’s palm
Dreamt that I were him
soaking in the anointing balm
Wondering having a rest after a long journey
fantasizing the firmness, the safety
the heat of the palm might melt me
I might be frightened and gasp
but I wouldn’t escape from your grasp
I might have 72 transformations
but they’re not critical any more
Being willing to be caged by your fingered frame ...
about the monkey king Sun Wu-kong
in the Vairocana Buddha’s palm
Dreamt that I were him
soaking in the anointing balm
Wondering having a rest after a long journey
fantasizing the firmness, the safety
the heat of the palm might melt me
I might be frightened and gasp
but I wouldn’t escape from your grasp
I might have 72 transformations
but they’re not critical any more
Being willing to be caged by your fingered frame ...
941 reads
19 Comments
Forge Me
Hold me tight in your hand
Since I am as tiny as a sand
Give me squeezes and bends
With the heat, make me expand
I don’t have to be me
Whatever you want me to be
Eradicate the edges of my body
You can even change my identity
Just let me transform in your forge
Give me wrought iron bones
Burn my weak soul into boldness
So that I can conquer the storms
Being wrought and forged
Solace my soul, the silent road
Comfort my body, the shrunken flesh
They form genuine silhouette of me
...
Since I am as tiny as a sand
Give me squeezes and bends
With the heat, make me expand
I don’t have to be me
Whatever you want me to be
Eradicate the edges of my body
You can even change my identity
Just let me transform in your forge
Give me wrought iron bones
Burn my weak soul into boldness
So that I can conquer the storms
Being wrought and forged
Solace my soul, the silent road
Comfort my body, the shrunken flesh
They form genuine silhouette of me
...
#SelfReflection
1359 reads
34 Comments
The City Moonlight
Sprinkling and splashing
the silver moonbeams
strews over the gurgling streams
and pours into the drifter’s dreams
Through the sash window
it shines upon his pillow
woke him up to sing a solo
at a distance, it echoed
hummed with a weeping willow
He walked closer
stares into the hollow
meets the moonshine below
His lonely heart has a special halo
where carries memories
and his midnight prayers
Under the moonlight ...
the silver moonbeams
strews over the gurgling streams
and pours into the drifter’s dreams
Through the sash window
it shines upon his pillow
woke him up to sing a solo
at a distance, it echoed
hummed with a weeping willow
He walked closer
stares into the hollow
meets the moonshine below
His lonely heart has a special halo
where carries memories
and his midnight prayers
Under the moonlight ...
#love
#romantic
#ILoveYou
#moon
#memories
1271 reads
31 Comments
Numb
On the cusp of cold
My cells told me they are bold
A bare marigold
My cells told me they are bold
A bare marigold
#flowers
#nature
902 reads
22 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by RoseJasmine