Submissions by Sterling7147 (__)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Peak
She stands alone,
icicles in her hair
She stopped looking down long ago, knowing it wasn’t fair
The altitude here makes everyone ill,
The shadows laid bear of weaker will,
The shortchange hunter making cheap shot kills,
The collective many preferring a numb pill…
How can you have a friend so full of fear
How can you have a good heart be so hard to hear
How can the arrogance assign themselves as a peer
And exit their place as someone you hold dear
She stands alone,
pillows of clouds blocking the view ...
icicles in her hair
She stopped looking down long ago, knowing it wasn’t fair
The altitude here makes everyone ill,
The shadows laid bear of weaker will,
The shortchange hunter making cheap shot kills,
The collective many preferring a numb pill…
How can you have a friend so full of fear
How can you have a good heart be so hard to hear
How can the arrogance assign themselves as a peer
And exit their place as someone you hold dear
She stands alone,
pillows of clouds blocking the view ...
#breakup
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In so many ways...
It always feels the same. The aching.
It always feels like the slow drip of your soul as it leaves your body in the form of broken ideals.
In so many ways, I want to be clean of this.
This desire for someone else to love me.
In so many ways I crave the fire and the passion of someone to anger me,
destroy my monotony.
Wreck my precariously constructed peace.
Take one by one all the last fragments of me...
I don't want them anymore.
In so many ways I crave solitude,
a grey blue dawn with steam rising from a sequestered pond, ...
It always feels like the slow drip of your soul as it leaves your body in the form of broken ideals.
In so many ways, I want to be clean of this.
This desire for someone else to love me.
In so many ways I crave the fire and the passion of someone to anger me,
destroy my monotony.
Wreck my precariously constructed peace.
Take one by one all the last fragments of me...
I don't want them anymore.
In so many ways I crave solitude,
a grey blue dawn with steam rising from a sequestered pond, ...
#frustration
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Gone
Gone
*******
We are going to that man's house,
we don't want to of course,
but after much discourse with the children's service director,
we have no choice.
We don't know him,
Mum and dad never spoke of him.
But apparently he's a hermit.
Apparently he hasn't left his manor in 10 years,
and now here's
his brothers three kids, knocking on his door.
We were dropped off at the street of this drive,
told to go under the bridge,
and take a right at the fork in the road.
No one to help us carry our load,
my...
*******
We are going to that man's house,
we don't want to of course,
but after much discourse with the children's service director,
we have no choice.
We don't know him,
Mum and dad never spoke of him.
But apparently he's a hermit.
Apparently he hasn't left his manor in 10 years,
and now here's
his brothers three kids, knocking on his door.
We were dropped off at the street of this drive,
told to go under the bridge,
and take a right at the fork in the road.
No one to help us carry our load,
my...
#FeelingLost
#NewYear
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Move Out of Town
when you open your hands
with the knowing that all that you love
will leave...
when you watch with a false smile
to someones departure only
to close your windows to grieve
they say to do so is to be bold, to be noble
they don't tell you it will be cold, heart immobile
no one speaks of the slow burn of uncertainty,
the lack of faith of self felt so ardently
the questions you ask yourself
long after you've spoken the words
the suppression of all your
self inflicted, heart numbing hurts
...
with the knowing that all that you love
will leave...
when you watch with a false smile
to someones departure only
to close your windows to grieve
they say to do so is to be bold, to be noble
they don't tell you it will be cold, heart immobile
no one speaks of the slow burn of uncertainty,
the lack of faith of self felt so ardently
the questions you ask yourself
long after you've spoken the words
the suppression of all your
self inflicted, heart numbing hurts
...
#sadness
#depression
#breakup
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Mine
She stood alone in an indigo haze
Her fragility hidden behind a cold edged gaze
Always away from the covetous eye
Unkempt and unruly and outrageously wild
Destined to be beheld but never to be claimed
By those that would seek in lust and the chase of the game
But he waited by the water, his hand outstretched
His kindness and clarity beautifully unmet
His patience was present but his thirst was clear
And yet so still he stood in respect to her fears
He coaxed her approach, him knowing her mind
and curious she...
Her fragility hidden behind a cold edged gaze
Always away from the covetous eye
Unkempt and unruly and outrageously wild
Destined to be beheld but never to be claimed
By those that would seek in lust and the chase of the game
But he waited by the water, his hand outstretched
His kindness and clarity beautifully unmet
His patience was present but his thirst was clear
And yet so still he stood in respect to her fears
He coaxed her approach, him knowing her mind
and curious she...
#love
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Run Out Of Rain
*Written for the "Every Storm Runs Out of Rain" competition**
I'll never forget those moments
devoid of light.
My eyes in denial
averting from the excruciating sight.
My will to live dwindling
in the middle of the night.
My soul
...so tired...
from never ending fight.
What was it then,
that was so awful to behold?
It was the strength to not quit
beginning to fold.
The blood on my hands leaving
my limbs cold.
The truth
that I chose
to never grow old.
The rain had...
I'll never forget those moments
devoid of light.
My eyes in denial
averting from the excruciating sight.
My will to live dwindling
in the middle of the night.
My soul
...so tired...
from never ending fight.
What was it then,
that was so awful to behold?
It was the strength to not quit
beginning to fold.
The blood on my hands leaving
my limbs cold.
The truth
that I chose
to never grow old.
The rain had...
#hope
#courage
#dark #suicide
#dark #suicide
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Who Are You?
Who are you,
you stunning beauty?
On what grounds have we never met before?
The long dark hair and even richer eyes
look wiser and older since being shaken at your core.
Who are you,
you loving beauty?
When did you become so free?
When you turned your troubled eyes inside
and gave the pain no place to be?
Who are you,
you warm beauty?
Where has the chill gone from your soul?
The ice in your veins now warm to the touch
as you found a new way to be whole. ...
you stunning beauty?
On what grounds have we never met before?
The long dark hair and even richer eyes
look wiser and older since being shaken at your core.
Who are you,
you loving beauty?
When did you become so free?
When you turned your troubled eyes inside
and gave the pain no place to be?
Who are you,
you warm beauty?
Where has the chill gone from your soul?
The ice in your veins now warm to the touch
as you found a new way to be whole. ...
#uplifting
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monstrosity
how did i learn to love so little of myself?
who taught me how to whither away
atop this dusty shelf?
my lows are so low,
and my highs are so few.
will there come a time
when the divine powers
guide me through?
You lie to me. in my Eyes.
and so unapologetically wear
such a horrifying disguise
yet certainly im no better,
just a little more naive.
i take my heart out and set her up
just to have her cleaved.
ive become empty and hollowed out
i have less to say and no angry...
who taught me how to whither away
atop this dusty shelf?
my lows are so low,
and my highs are so few.
will there come a time
when the divine powers
guide me through?
You lie to me. in my Eyes.
and so unapologetically wear
such a horrifying disguise
yet certainly im no better,
just a little more naive.
i take my heart out and set her up
just to have her cleaved.
ive become empty and hollowed out
i have less to say and no angry...
#sadness
#depression
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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Devil Eyes
I went back.
I feasted on crow.
I knew all the answers you wanted me to know
I looked at you with love in my eyes
I was the one who put the past aside,
On my hope.
On my hope.
You'll never know the hearts I laid bare,
that day that you never believed how much I cared.
My different hearts on different days,
yet breaking always.
The pained colors of "what if" became my only scheme.
What if I wasn't calm?
What if I could make myself belong
and just...
I feasted on crow.
I knew all the answers you wanted me to know
I looked at you with love in my eyes
I was the one who put the past aside,
On my hope.
On my hope.
You'll never know the hearts I laid bare,
that day that you never believed how much I cared.
My different hearts on different days,
yet breaking always.
The pained colors of "what if" became my only scheme.
What if I wasn't calm?
What if I could make myself belong
and just...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood #separation
#motherhood #separation
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Too Weak To Run
**Written for the Sparks In The Darkness challenge***
We have forsaken each other and our hearts are off beat,
In darkness and alone, Compassion lies butchered in defeat...
When did the sorrows of others become too slight
for the care of the hearts already broke in heart-broken flight?
We’ve lost the ability to feel through the hearts of others,
of fathers, of brothers, of mothers and lovers.
Our vision is blurred with false pretentious desires,
Our thoughtfulness discarded into self aggrandizing py.
...
We have forsaken each other and our hearts are off beat,
In darkness and alone, Compassion lies butchered in defeat...
When did the sorrows of others become too slight
for the care of the hearts already broke in heart-broken flight?
We’ve lost the ability to feel through the hearts of others,
of fathers, of brothers, of mothers and lovers.
Our vision is blurred with false pretentious desires,
Our thoughtfulness discarded into self aggrandizing py.
...
#love
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Setting Sail to What I am.
Setting sail so early seemed so easy,
dreams about what would be...became,
and when lonely nights swallowed me,
who was truly left to blame?
I feel love is a fleeting emotion,
no matter how hard we try to tame it.
I think that we all opine the notion,
emotionally broke and aimless.
I am a short fuse, ready to blow.
Brought low by the reality of life,
I've lost all my cover and my vices laid to bare,
my dignity out of sight.
One bottle of wine gone?
Is it now two?...
dreams about what would be...became,
and when lonely nights swallowed me,
who was truly left to blame?
I feel love is a fleeting emotion,
no matter how hard we try to tame it.
I think that we all opine the notion,
emotionally broke and aimless.
I am a short fuse, ready to blow.
Brought low by the reality of life,
I've lost all my cover and my vices laid to bare,
my dignity out of sight.
One bottle of wine gone?
Is it now two?...
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I wasn't good enough
You told me I was weak, but that wasn't true.
All I did was seek your approval in my heart,
all the cruel words held apart from my emotions,
oceans of doubt and insecurity in rolling waves
cave in on me.
You told me I wasn't smart enough,
because I didn't make straight A's all the time.
I was out of line because I couldn't read well,
compelling me to read a million books,
just to prove you wrong.
It wasn't long before I blocked out your words,
curses and rants,
taunts and temper tantrums, childs play.
Childs way of dealing with...
All I did was seek your approval in my heart,
all the cruel words held apart from my emotions,
oceans of doubt and insecurity in rolling waves
cave in on me.
You told me I wasn't smart enough,
because I didn't make straight A's all the time.
I was out of line because I couldn't read well,
compelling me to read a million books,
just to prove you wrong.
It wasn't long before I blocked out your words,
curses and rants,
taunts and temper tantrums, childs play.
Childs way of dealing with...
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