Submissions by SilverMoon (Miranda)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SONG LYRICS
Published
25th Dec 2012 6:11am
25th Dec 2012 6:11am
Empathy
my cell is body,
my body is a home,
and I can be so delicately low.
our grassroots beseech us,
and evidence lies beneath us,
but I deem to get closer,
if it ever did mean...
anything.
if there's empathy in love,
is empathy enough?
if there's empathy in love,
will I ever get enough?
my cell is body,
and my body is a home,
I'm sorry,
I'm so innocently low.
empathy ohh,
empathy ohh.
is there empathy in love,
is empathy enough?
if there's empathy in love,
must I deny us.
...
my body is a home,
and I can be so delicately low.
our grassroots beseech us,
and evidence lies beneath us,
but I deem to get closer,
if it ever did mean...
anything.
if there's empathy in love,
is empathy enough?
if there's empathy in love,
will I ever get enough?
my cell is body,
and my body is a home,
I'm sorry,
I'm so innocently low.
empathy ohh,
empathy ohh.
is there empathy in love,
is empathy enough?
if there's empathy in love,
must I deny us.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Dec 2012 3:29am
10th Dec 2012 3:29am
Scenes.
Deserving of purpose,
but none do propose.
you sing such sad songs
in fractured prose.
but you endeared to me
and I hold you dear to me.
as much as I long to oblige you
I can't preface my gleam,
I can't find the notes to suit our melody.
no sense to shape to,
to whisper secrets into.
cover, cover, leer me
like a rendered scene,
I wondered what it is,
I can't figure
what lies between what lines,
I can't see.
Such subtle scenes,
that do draw blades toward me,
can't help but bleed.
Heavy with mourning,
you...
but none do propose.
you sing such sad songs
in fractured prose.
but you endeared to me
and I hold you dear to me.
as much as I long to oblige you
I can't preface my gleam,
I can't find the notes to suit our melody.
no sense to shape to,
to whisper secrets into.
cover, cover, leer me
like a rendered scene,
I wondered what it is,
I can't figure
what lies between what lines,
I can't see.
Such subtle scenes,
that do draw blades toward me,
can't help but bleed.
Heavy with mourning,
you...
641 reads
1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
5th Dec 2012 5:53pm
5th Dec 2012 5:53pm
bathwater
You reach with your left leg for the floor as steam escapes your bare skin. You drape a purple towel over your back and over you lanky arms. The mirror beckons you but you dodge your reflection as you walk out the bathroom door. I watched you flip you head down to your knees as you dried you long, black hair. Every move you made seemed like that of a dancer's and your eyes resembled the innocence of child's.
Your towel dropped down to your feet and you lept onto your bed, staring at the ceiling you thought. You thought about you life without me, you thought about the vacancy which now...
Your towel dropped down to your feet and you lept onto your bed, staring at the ceiling you thought. You thought about you life without me, you thought about the vacancy which now...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2012 4:19pm
5th Dec 2012 4:19pm
Scenes
Deserving of purpose,
but non do propose
you sing such sad songs
in fractured prose.
you endeared to me,
and I hold you dear to me
as much as I long to oblige you
I can’t record my gleam,
I can’t find notes to suit our melody
no sense to shape to,
to whisper secrets into.
covet, cover, leer me
like a rendered scene,
I wonder what it is,
I can’t figure
what lies between what lines,
I can’t see.
Such subtle scenes,
that do draw blades toward me,
can’t help but bleed.
Heavy with mourning,
You sick, sad,...
but non do propose
you sing such sad songs
in fractured prose.
you endeared to me,
and I hold you dear to me
as much as I long to oblige you
I can’t record my gleam,
I can’t find notes to suit our melody
no sense to shape to,
to whisper secrets into.
covet, cover, leer me
like a rendered scene,
I wonder what it is,
I can’t figure
what lies between what lines,
I can’t see.
Such subtle scenes,
that do draw blades toward me,
can’t help but bleed.
Heavy with mourning,
You sick, sad,...
570 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Dec 2012 2:59am
4th Dec 2012 2:59am
Please, me.
you appease me with your vacancy
see I no more
mourn your absence
Dear, I cherish the days
I get love an empty case.
I burn and I tread
align, align, align
for your return
is malignant.
my lonliness is magnetic,
perchance photogenic
but I prefer the cold,
leave me,
appease me with an absence.
see I no more
mourn your absence
Dear, I cherish the days
I get love an empty case.
I burn and I tread
align, align, align
for your return
is malignant.
my lonliness is magnetic,
perchance photogenic
but I prefer the cold,
leave me,
appease me with an absence.
669 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Nov 2012 7:29am
17th Nov 2012 7:29am
warpaint.
a cork and quirk,
I love those red boots,
I love those pale blue..
clank, clank,
metal meets metal,
a quarterly recognition,
overalls,
pale blue overalls.
and I don't even bother,
no more of this,
no more of that,
just pale blue overalls,
red boots,
and shadows towering tall.
I love those red boots,
I love those pale blue..
clank, clank,
metal meets metal,
a quarterly recognition,
overalls,
pale blue overalls.
and I don't even bother,
no more of this,
no more of that,
just pale blue overalls,
red boots,
and shadows towering tall.
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2012 00:49am
14th Nov 2012 00:49am
Conception
my button eyes are watering,
polka dot, plaid and paper bag patches,
are torn,
yet I sew myself together with shame,
no one appreciates my shape
they mock my imperfection,
bash me with their standards,
dissect me with expectation.
one morning,
my desire consumed me
thus I wept,
I thought up an plan,
I'd attempt to evaporate,
savor the flavor of misery and dissapear.
you were infatuated with frustration,
you loved to drag the doomed further down,
but I assure you'll pay,
the day I died,
you rue the day I live...
polka dot, plaid and paper bag patches,
are torn,
yet I sew myself together with shame,
no one appreciates my shape
they mock my imperfection,
bash me with their standards,
dissect me with expectation.
one morning,
my desire consumed me
thus I wept,
I thought up an plan,
I'd attempt to evaporate,
savor the flavor of misery and dissapear.
you were infatuated with frustration,
you loved to drag the doomed further down,
but I assure you'll pay,
the day I died,
you rue the day I live...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Nov 2012 2:32am
7th Nov 2012 2:32am
emerald jade
your emrald eyes turn black
and back again,
It's a devious fact,
you bruning bridges to hearts
I took a gander around, around
while you gazed thinly through a crowd
you seize the moment,
she's been found.
blue eyes,glacial heart,
she's not been won
Change you to think,
you were the "one"
I let you in,
frame my phases
of occasional bliss,
the bitter glaze over my skin,
Fortunately for you,
the story has been written,
Jaded
and back again,
It's a devious fact,
you bruning bridges to hearts
I took a gander around, around
while you gazed thinly through a crowd
you seize the moment,
she's been found.
blue eyes,glacial heart,
she's not been won
Change you to think,
you were the "one"
I let you in,
frame my phases
of occasional bliss,
the bitter glaze over my skin,
Fortunately for you,
the story has been written,
Jaded
694 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Oct 2012 2:24am
26th Oct 2012 2:24am
Weary Absense of Love
come sadness,
come silence,
just like my screams,
put me asleep,
or love me.
it's improbable to dream.
nothing sensable,
is attainable,
come cloud my fractional mind,
I'm adamantly out of reach,
love is in no means sensable,
at the least,
perchance a figure of speech.
I find the weariest souls,
sleeping under my skin,
they latch their sorrow unto me,
they've molded who I am,
who I've been.
feigns of the effervescent time,
consisted of bashful, literary rhymes,
although passive,
I...
come silence,
just like my screams,
put me asleep,
or love me.
it's improbable to dream.
nothing sensable,
is attainable,
come cloud my fractional mind,
I'm adamantly out of reach,
love is in no means sensable,
at the least,
perchance a figure of speech.
I find the weariest souls,
sleeping under my skin,
they latch their sorrow unto me,
they've molded who I am,
who I've been.
feigns of the effervescent time,
consisted of bashful, literary rhymes,
although passive,
I...
639 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2012 1:23am
25th Oct 2012 1:23am
gratify.
I want the skies to open up
and mystify,
the lines of a literary masterpiece to gratify,
my limited heights are terrifying
I want a love that'll silence,
ignite my defying nature,
I want to become,
one.
All around,
I wanted skies to open up,
and mystify,
gratify,
defy,
ignite,
goobye,
goodnight.
and mystify,
the lines of a literary masterpiece to gratify,
my limited heights are terrifying
I want a love that'll silence,
ignite my defying nature,
I want to become,
one.
All around,
I wanted skies to open up,
and mystify,
gratify,
defy,
ignite,
goobye,
goodnight.
686 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2012 1:11am
25th Oct 2012 1:11am
The Distance
I find comfort in my sheets,
covered up and hindered,
solemnly I sing,
these nights remind me,
what sorrow you bring.
How you,
you're just too crude,
my minds trickles through
all we remember,
from the distance we prusued
but determination and procastination
along with misguided view,
through blurry prescription,
I reach for you.
I felt you like never before,
I welcomed you,
glide to the floor,
the thick patterns of gold
where Blue moon took hold,
from this distance,
we mold,
got in and gave me more....
covered up and hindered,
solemnly I sing,
these nights remind me,
what sorrow you bring.
How you,
you're just too crude,
my minds trickles through
all we remember,
from the distance we prusued
but determination and procastination
along with misguided view,
through blurry prescription,
I reach for you.
I felt you like never before,
I welcomed you,
glide to the floor,
the thick patterns of gold
where Blue moon took hold,
from this distance,
we mold,
got in and gave me more....
687 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2012 1:35am
23rd Oct 2012 1:35am
Melodic, Slow Stab
Why your arid energy,
it surrounds me,
suffocating and selfishly absorbing
my blissful need to love,
and be forgiven.
at once you broke me up,
you sat there, eyes open,
burning, tired, dark side.
my puzzle pieces created an absense,
inside.
I love you, love you, love you, love you.
Why your maledicent speech,
it adores me,
stabbing and selfishly absorbing,
my ghastly need to listen,
and please let me be forgiven.
you fool,
i loved for good.
you fool,
you killed me cos you could.
I loved you...
it surrounds me,
suffocating and selfishly absorbing
my blissful need to love,
and be forgiven.
at once you broke me up,
you sat there, eyes open,
burning, tired, dark side.
my puzzle pieces created an absense,
inside.
I love you, love you, love you, love you.
Why your maledicent speech,
it adores me,
stabbing and selfishly absorbing,
my ghastly need to listen,
and please let me be forgiven.
you fool,
i loved for good.
you fool,
you killed me cos you could.
I loved you...
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