Submissions by Sterling7147 (__)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Sep 2013 00:32am
6th Sep 2013 00:32am
Broken Fool
Please don't leave,
please.
Keep me close,
letting me go would hurt, so much.
No rush in the world
could curl around abandonment,
like chocolate on a pill,
to make it go down easy.
Believe me when I say
how crazy I feel,
heel of my palms sweating,
heart beating much too fast,
anxiety on full blast.
It's what makes me stay the hell away,
makes me swim away from the deep end,
makes me re-bend any misconceptions,
learning new lessons.
I still love, care.
Can't get me out of your hair
that easy.
But now...
please.
Keep me close,
letting me go would hurt, so much.
No rush in the world
could curl around abandonment,
like chocolate on a pill,
to make it go down easy.
Believe me when I say
how crazy I feel,
heel of my palms sweating,
heart beating much too fast,
anxiety on full blast.
It's what makes me stay the hell away,
makes me swim away from the deep end,
makes me re-bend any misconceptions,
learning new lessons.
I still love, care.
Can't get me out of your hair
that easy.
But now...
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2013 3:53am
22nd Aug 2013 3:53am
Alone I Will Remain
tongue tied,
wanting to cry, but knowing I can't.
Want to rant to the world,
but its a cold one, and no one cares.
Rather not ruffle the hairs of others by being in it,
wanting the love of others but not willing to win it.
Racing to the line to try to finish, but don't know why.
People live and fail and die daily,
maybe that is my fate,
but I hate the thought of losing it all,
being irrelevant...falling without anyone caring.
I hear the voices of disapproval blaring in my head,
dreading the truth they speak,
as tears leak...
wanting to cry, but knowing I can't.
Want to rant to the world,
but its a cold one, and no one cares.
Rather not ruffle the hairs of others by being in it,
wanting the love of others but not willing to win it.
Racing to the line to try to finish, but don't know why.
People live and fail and die daily,
maybe that is my fate,
but I hate the thought of losing it all,
being irrelevant...falling without anyone caring.
I hear the voices of disapproval blaring in my head,
dreading the truth they speak,
as tears leak...
787 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Aug 2013 1:22am
19th Aug 2013 1:22am
I love you.
How lucky I feel,
it's surreal, having you in my life.
I've been kite flying with dreams,
trying to keep them up in the air,
but for the longest time I couldn't find the wind.
I tried hard to defend my dreams,
teaming with anxiety and hunger, loneliness.
But meeting you...knowing you
has been pure bliss.
Your kiss is all consuming, ferocious.
Your touch is the most delicious
treat to my body.
I cannot thank you more
for the incessant wetness in my core,
but I implore you to never
ever leave,
I need you,
I...
it's surreal, having you in my life.
I've been kite flying with dreams,
trying to keep them up in the air,
but for the longest time I couldn't find the wind.
I tried hard to defend my dreams,
teaming with anxiety and hunger, loneliness.
But meeting you...knowing you
has been pure bliss.
Your kiss is all consuming, ferocious.
Your touch is the most delicious
treat to my body.
I cannot thank you more
for the incessant wetness in my core,
but I implore you to never
ever leave,
I need you,
I...
762 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Aug 2013 11:42pm
11th Aug 2013 11:42pm
Paint the town Red
It's late, and I am so tired,
but my mood is mired in thoughts of loneliness.
The emptiness that I haven't been able to fill.
I lack will in reclaiming my independence.
I look at my last few months and ask forgiveness
of myself for the decisions I have made.
It's like a hurricane of soul searching.
And learning, and falling.
Knee scraping is something I have become reacquainted with,
and it's a gift from God that I am even clear minded in this.
A kiss from a stranger with cold eyes and even colder hands
who demands of you more than...
but my mood is mired in thoughts of loneliness.
The emptiness that I haven't been able to fill.
I lack will in reclaiming my independence.
I look at my last few months and ask forgiveness
of myself for the decisions I have made.
It's like a hurricane of soul searching.
And learning, and falling.
Knee scraping is something I have become reacquainted with,
and it's a gift from God that I am even clear minded in this.
A kiss from a stranger with cold eyes and even colder hands
who demands of you more than...
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ANGER POEM
Published
8th Aug 2013 4:08am
8th Aug 2013 4:08am
All On My Own
I kick the shit outta that kid daily.
Gives me something to do to feel important.
I wanna shorten than chain length of insecurity that drags around behind me.
See, he's really small, not tall,
quick fall and his lights are out.
I look down on him and feel like a king,
livin' the dream...
Because I can't at home.
It's sorta weird,
I am all alone but that kid,
I matter to him.
I am somebody to him.
And really I am just passin' the buck,
Who gives a fuck whether it's right or wrong.
it wasn't long ago that my ass was...
Gives me something to do to feel important.
I wanna shorten than chain length of insecurity that drags around behind me.
See, he's really small, not tall,
quick fall and his lights are out.
I look down on him and feel like a king,
livin' the dream...
Because I can't at home.
It's sorta weird,
I am all alone but that kid,
I matter to him.
I am somebody to him.
And really I am just passin' the buck,
Who gives a fuck whether it's right or wrong.
it wasn't long ago that my ass was...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jul 2013 2:20pm
29th Jul 2013 2:20pm
Top Shelf Doll
Top shelf doll,
long way to fall down if you slip,
but placed up there with great care,
until the next time it's time to play.
Disappointment brings tears so close to the surface,
waiting to delicately trace their path down my cheeks.
How do I trust that you won't always sit me back up there,
forgetting me,
making me wait for you.
It hurts, and I don't know how to cope with this,
I guess I had had an unrealistic view,
naturally I never have a clue of what the reality is.
You can't build your own glass tower,
to reside in. To...
long way to fall down if you slip,
but placed up there with great care,
until the next time it's time to play.
Disappointment brings tears so close to the surface,
waiting to delicately trace their path down my cheeks.
How do I trust that you won't always sit me back up there,
forgetting me,
making me wait for you.
It hurts, and I don't know how to cope with this,
I guess I had had an unrealistic view,
naturally I never have a clue of what the reality is.
You can't build your own glass tower,
to reside in. To...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2013 00:02am
28th Jul 2013 00:02am
Bleed For Love
Dark days... full of grays
Do we ever win?
Even in victory failure looms at the door...
Black skys...teary eyes
Do we ever heal?
Even moments of great passion end in despair
Hold joy close, but elusively it disappears
always...
Can we ever meet happiness?
A stranger invited to our home we hope stays the evening.
Will we ever visit the house of contentment?
allowed respite from the cold within the bounds of security.
Is it my own pain and greed that drags me low,
or is it the hurt of others...
Do we ever win?
Even in victory failure looms at the door...
Black skys...teary eyes
Do we ever heal?
Even moments of great passion end in despair
Hold joy close, but elusively it disappears
always...
Can we ever meet happiness?
A stranger invited to our home we hope stays the evening.
Will we ever visit the house of contentment?
allowed respite from the cold within the bounds of security.
Is it my own pain and greed that drags me low,
or is it the hurt of others...
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STORY POEM
Published
27th Jul 2013 1:51pm
27th Jul 2013 1:51pm
70% Chance to Heaven
*Perspective of a fallen angel**
Ughhhhh,
I hate this world,
its rotten to the core.
And such a bore.
No fun, everyone sinning.
Hell, the devil is winning,
I don't have a clue why I am here.
It's clear to me I could bust my ass
24/7 and still not make a dent
on the unrepentant bastards.
Plus my ass hurts, still haven't managed
the fallen angel 'landing' all my friends have.
I am behind the eight ball once again.
Anyways here's the plan.
I've got what, a year?
There is...
Ughhhhh,
I hate this world,
its rotten to the core.
And such a bore.
No fun, everyone sinning.
Hell, the devil is winning,
I don't have a clue why I am here.
It's clear to me I could bust my ass
24/7 and still not make a dent
on the unrepentant bastards.
Plus my ass hurts, still haven't managed
the fallen angel 'landing' all my friends have.
I am behind the eight ball once again.
Anyways here's the plan.
I've got what, a year?
There is...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2013 1:50pm
27th Jul 2013 1:50pm
Dance Or Die
*Entered in Society Competition**
Broken,
like my favorite toy.
Disassembled by the ignorant,
perpetuated by the blind.
How can anyone find a purpose,
a use in life anymore?
I really quite love it,
I can sit back and enjoy the smog
that blocks the eyes of all.
Hell, it isn't anything of me,
I am as happy as can be,
watching this time bomb self destruct.
It steals me away from the monotony
and boredom that dominates me now.
How do I enjoy it?
Well since you ask I will surely divulge
the secret. I...
Broken,
like my favorite toy.
Disassembled by the ignorant,
perpetuated by the blind.
How can anyone find a purpose,
a use in life anymore?
I really quite love it,
I can sit back and enjoy the smog
that blocks the eyes of all.
Hell, it isn't anything of me,
I am as happy as can be,
watching this time bomb self destruct.
It steals me away from the monotony
and boredom that dominates me now.
How do I enjoy it?
Well since you ask I will surely divulge
the secret. I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2013 5:41am
27th Jul 2013 5:41am
Birthday Candles
I would have done damn near anything for you,
flinging myself off a cliff wouldn't have been too much.
I loved you with an intensity,
that the immensity eclipsed my soul.
And all that is left is a hole.
You were the sweetest thing in my life,
the most wonderful person
in sight of all the terrible things life had thrown our way.
We were sisters, companions in life.
Companions of the heart.
Our souls were genuinely intertwined,
alined in a way that I would never be able to replicate.
Sometimes I wish we had never met,
that God...
flinging myself off a cliff wouldn't have been too much.
I loved you with an intensity,
that the immensity eclipsed my soul.
And all that is left is a hole.
You were the sweetest thing in my life,
the most wonderful person
in sight of all the terrible things life had thrown our way.
We were sisters, companions in life.
Companions of the heart.
Our souls were genuinely intertwined,
alined in a way that I would never be able to replicate.
Sometimes I wish we had never met,
that God...
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