Submissions by RoseJasmine
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Lonely Highway
Wish I could fly to you
but what if there is no other choice
Driving my budget vehicle
with a compact backpack
and a navy-blue notebook
I traverse
from the earth to universe
from Taiwan to Venus
I promised that
never let you shed a tear
therefore, I put my car in gear
The view outside fades away
images of you come my way
memories, passions, loneliness
running along the highway
This highway has been frosty ...
but what if there is no other choice
Driving my budget vehicle
with a compact backpack
and a navy-blue notebook
I traverse
from the earth to universe
from Taiwan to Venus
I promised that
never let you shed a tear
therefore, I put my car in gear
The view outside fades away
images of you come my way
memories, passions, loneliness
running along the highway
This highway has been frosty ...
#love
#universe
#nature
#fate
#spiritual
837 reads
30 Comments
My Dearest
My dearest
We just talked, didn’t we
but how come time has become
an unbearable agony
tortures me as if I am nobody
Have you thought of me
Are the days without me still lovely
The distance, ten thousand miles
loose bonds between us
with multi-purpose reasons
For that I often wake up at midnight
no matter how many times
I can reach out arms to find our ties
no need to hide bleary eyes
I can feel free to gnaw my swollen lips
and swallow the...
We just talked, didn’t we
but how come time has become
an unbearable agony
tortures me as if I am nobody
Have you thought of me
Are the days without me still lovely
The distance, ten thousand miles
loose bonds between us
with multi-purpose reasons
For that I often wake up at midnight
no matter how many times
I can reach out arms to find our ties
no need to hide bleary eyes
I can feel free to gnaw my swollen lips
and swallow the...
#love
#relationships
853 reads
28 Comments
Winter Whisper
The cold winter gale
Rushes by me with its tale
A sad mournful wail
Rushes by me with its tale
A sad mournful wail
#PopCulture
644 reads
16 Comments
Red Chill
The oozing blood drips
Freezes my over-taut lips
tastes like white ghost bites
Freezes my over-taut lips
tastes like white ghost bites
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#ghosts
#WritersBlock
675 reads
16 Comments
Coquette
Cactus sings love songs
Kiss her fingers with thorns
Jealousy was born
Kiss her fingers with thorns
Jealousy was born
#spiritual
#haiku
#MyInspiration #SelfReflection
#MyInspiration #SelfReflection
756 reads
12 Comments
A Busy Buzzy Bee
Who came up with Poet this profession
passed it down for generations
therefore I ignite the kerosene lamp
curl up my torso at the table
with sheets of parchment
and a quill from the basement
When words trickle into poetry
I become a declared poetess
wearing a laurel crown
which not quite fit to my brows
searching for Emily Dickinson’s white robe
which not proper for me to cope
Like a bee collecting nectar
I look for inspiration
from the sound of silence ...
passed it down for generations
therefore I ignite the kerosene lamp
curl up my torso at the table
with sheets of parchment
and a quill from the basement
When words trickle into poetry
I become a declared poetess
wearing a laurel crown
which not quite fit to my brows
searching for Emily Dickinson’s white robe
which not proper for me to cope
Like a bee collecting nectar
I look for inspiration
from the sound of silence ...
#ShortStory
957 reads
24 Comments
Christmas Craze
What drives me crazy
Please kiddies with twisted candy
Make Santa happy
Please kiddies with twisted candy
Make Santa happy
#Christmas
#holiday
619 reads
14 Comments
Rhapsody
If you know how much
I want you to die
you will surely cry
and I wouldn’t mind
if you would decry
I am guilty of crime
I await you to approach
keep a close night watch
with my sense radar
on every possible track
ambush for a sudden attack
I am confident
you won’t be ever off the hook
As an alternative option
you had better be blindfolded
against the wall
die as a brave defeated hero
otherwise you could consider
drown yourself...
I want you to die
you will surely cry
and I wouldn’t mind
if you would decry
I am guilty of crime
I await you to approach
keep a close night watch
with my sense radar
on every possible track
ambush for a sudden attack
I am confident
you won’t be ever off the hook
As an alternative option
you had better be blindfolded
against the wall
die as a brave defeated hero
otherwise you could consider
drown yourself...
#forgiveness
699 reads
28 Comments
Once On Board with Li Bai
朝發白帝城
朝辭白帝彩雲間
千里江陵一日還
兩岸猿聲啼不住
輕舟已過萬重山
Zao Fa Baidi Cheng
chao ci Baidi cai yun jian
qian li Jiangling yi ri huan
liang an yuan sheng ti bu zhu
qing zhou yi guo wan chong shan
Bade...
朝辭白帝彩雲間
千里江陵一日還
兩岸猿聲啼不住
輕舟已過萬重山
Zao Fa Baidi Cheng
chao ci Baidi cai yun jian
qian li Jiangling yi ri huan
liang an yuan sheng ti bu zhu
qing zhou yi guo wan chong shan
Bade...
#sea
#water
#travel
#escape
#culture
1062 reads
26 Comments
Feign
Leaves fall off trees
Flying back and forth with breeze
Dying butterflies
Flying back and forth with breeze
Dying butterflies
#love
#fall
#haiku
764 reads
28 Comments
My Window
Is the vision you see
From my window
Lovely
I hope so
Every morning
I open my window
To inhale the poetry air
To discover who is there
To build up my writing scale
When you go on DUP
You will see my open window
Where I am standing by
Looking out for the passersby
Keep going on and off the site
I will be always there
No vacations or holidays
Smiling at your presence
And saying hello
By my window
From my window
Lovely
I hope so
Every morning
I open my window
To inhale the poetry air
To discover who is there
To build up my writing scale
When you go on DUP
You will see my open window
Where I am standing by
Looking out for the passersby
Keep going on and off the site
I will be always there
No vacations or holidays
Smiling at your presence
And saying hello
By my window
#passion
770 reads
33 Comments
The Little Shy Rose Bud
I steer my dream boat
rowing downstream
to find Tao Yuanming’s
Peach Blossom Spring
in the secluded Pacific ring
where people live on the earth edge
unware of the outside world for ages
Where I have witnessed
the little shy rose bud
hides her heart in the pistil
forgot the season calling
missed the best time blooming
even never let others relate to her thinking
Ah, my little shy rose bud
why don’t you probe out to see ...
rowing downstream
to find Tao Yuanming’s
Peach Blossom Spring
in the secluded Pacific ring
where people live on the earth edge
unware of the outside world for ages
Where I have witnessed
the little shy rose bud
hides her heart in the pistil
forgot the season calling
missed the best time blooming
even never let others relate to her thinking
Ah, my little shy rose bud
why don’t you probe out to see ...
#lust
#rose
#night
#spiritual
#lover
1112 reads
31 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by RoseJasmine