Submissions by StreetRabbit
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'd rather make the pen bleed to see the feeling you get when you mix pain and emotions with syllable schemes
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Jun 2018 8:08pm
11th Jun 2018 8:08pm
New Era
Some claiming it's a shame
To be spiritually sane
"Gonna miss out on the gains"
That thinking ain't straight
"Gotta party til you're broke
With the bottles and the smoke"
It's now a problem if you don't
Breaking hearts is just a joke
"You don't need to be a saint
Wriggle free and get a taste
Life is sweeter than a cake"
If you're switching up lanes
Within a second you'll begin to notice
Not all that glitters is really golden
You're already where the grass is greener
A chance to lead a
Life...
To be spiritually sane
"Gonna miss out on the gains"
That thinking ain't straight
"Gotta party til you're broke
With the bottles and the smoke"
It's now a problem if you don't
Breaking hearts is just a joke
"You don't need to be a saint
Wriggle free and get a taste
Life is sweeter than a cake"
If you're switching up lanes
Within a second you'll begin to notice
Not all that glitters is really golden
You're already where the grass is greener
A chance to lead a
Life...
#spiritual
738 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th May 2018 8:08pm
30th May 2018 8:08pm
This Anchor
I watch my world burn in front of my own eyes
And crumble to pieces, the ashes that blow by
Are a shadow of the Rabbit that now ghosts by
A faint whisper from the past, so quiet
Flickering flames like a portal in time
Are a vivid depiction of how my morals declined
A reminder that the guilt right at the core of my mind
Is a permanent tenant, part of my normal-ish life
I'm always down because I'm always falling short
Crawling out of bed is like a crawl to war
Where I get beat up and pummeled again
None of my friends understand that this...
And crumble to pieces, the ashes that blow by
Are a shadow of the Rabbit that now ghosts by
A faint whisper from the past, so quiet
Flickering flames like a portal in time
Are a vivid depiction of how my morals declined
A reminder that the guilt right at the core of my mind
Is a permanent tenant, part of my normal-ish life
I'm always down because I'm always falling short
Crawling out of bed is like a crawl to war
Where I get beat up and pummeled again
None of my friends understand that this...
#dark
#confessional
#frustration
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional
574 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Feb 2018 4:23pm
15th Feb 2018 4:23pm
Fizz
Dear Fizz
It's been about a month now since we last talked
Was so abrupt, like skid marks on asphalt
Our friendship came screeching to a sad halt
I guess I'm partly to blame, in a way I'm at fault
Coz I just realized I took you to that dark place
Bad memories so painful, the scars ain't
Done healing yet, the memories ain't yielding yet
And at this moment I just feel it's best
To give you some space, don't wanna be a catalyst
And remind you of that messed up place, I couldn't handle it
Coz I may be a bad friend, but not a bad...
It's been about a month now since we last talked
Was so abrupt, like skid marks on asphalt
Our friendship came screeching to a sad halt
I guess I'm partly to blame, in a way I'm at fault
Coz I just realized I took you to that dark place
Bad memories so painful, the scars ain't
Done healing yet, the memories ain't yielding yet
And at this moment I just feel it's best
To give you some space, don't wanna be a catalyst
And remind you of that messed up place, I couldn't handle it
Coz I may be a bad friend, but not a bad...
#BestFriend
#forgiveness
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2018 4:15pm
15th Feb 2018 4:15pm
Shakira
Dear Shakira
Really I don't know how I fell for you, where do I start?
How do I try to explain how you got into my heart?
How not a day goes by when I see you looking gloomy
Got a great sense of humour, maybe a lil looney
A perfect personality, impeccable beauty
As pretty as paradise, you're always looking gucci
The coolest girl that I know, so easy to talk to
A genuine diamond that I was easily drawn to
No surprise my frozen heart began to thaw for you
It's just a pity that the time's a lil wrong for you
I've been there...
Really I don't know how I fell for you, where do I start?
How do I try to explain how you got into my heart?
How not a day goes by when I see you looking gloomy
Got a great sense of humour, maybe a lil looney
A perfect personality, impeccable beauty
As pretty as paradise, you're always looking gucci
The coolest girl that I know, so easy to talk to
A genuine diamond that I was easily drawn to
No surprise my frozen heart began to thaw for you
It's just a pity that the time's a lil wrong for you
I've been there...
#love
#beauty
#UnrequitedLove
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Feb 2018 4:11pm
14th Feb 2018 4:11pm
Crimson Curtains
Early twenties, life's heavy
All thoughts of happiness are dead and buried
External and internal pressures, they stress me
The harder they hit, the harder the heart in my chest beats
It pounds in the hollow, and pounds out the sorrow
The pain threatens to surround me and swallow
Like a python or anaconda, and I wonder
I'm not a believer in it, but is it karma?
Are my blunders catching up with me? I shudder
To discover, coz since I broke from my bubble
I've been a maker of trouble, mind in the gutter
I've been a luster, been a...
All thoughts of happiness are dead and buried
External and internal pressures, they stress me
The harder they hit, the harder the heart in my chest beats
It pounds in the hollow, and pounds out the sorrow
The pain threatens to surround me and swallow
Like a python or anaconda, and I wonder
I'm not a believer in it, but is it karma?
Are my blunders catching up with me? I shudder
To discover, coz since I broke from my bubble
I've been a maker of trouble, mind in the gutter
I've been a luster, been a...
#anxiety
#misunderstood
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jan 2018 2:33pm
29th Jan 2018 2:33pm
Consequence
He was born a rabbit, blind and helpless
As pure as can be, lacking pride, not selfish
As a boy, kind and selfless, shy as a pheasant
All his mom's best friends used to cry out "bless him"
Always sure of his manners: "sirs" and "madams"
Kept a muzzle on his jaw, reserved the chatter
Just kept living his life, tried to enjoy his childhood
Playing sports after school, like every child should
But then he stopped when he grew up, things changed
His crew began to move on, cliques changed
Never fit in with the cool club, the hip gangs
Felt...
As pure as can be, lacking pride, not selfish
As a boy, kind and selfless, shy as a pheasant
All his mom's best friends used to cry out "bless him"
Always sure of his manners: "sirs" and "madams"
Kept a muzzle on his jaw, reserved the chatter
Just kept living his life, tried to enjoy his childhood
Playing sports after school, like every child should
But then he stopped when he grew up, things changed
His crew began to move on, cliques changed
Never fit in with the cool club, the hip gangs
Felt...
#sadness
#loneliness
#childhood
#memories
#misunderstood
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jan 2018 2:59pm
25th Jan 2018 2:59pm
March To The Stars
I always see distorted pictures when I look in my wardrobe mirror
Shivering quitters and sinners - foreign figures
A heart that's ice cold like the snow that falls in winter
Finer qualities that are either hidden or disfigured
Torn and twisted, a corpse so frigid
Dead man walking like a morgue-ish figure
Eyes covered because I hate what I've been forced to witness
But my mind's been scorched with this contorted image
This image is my companion that I'm trying hard to abandon
Maybe it's not distorted, that's why it's so hard to vanish ...
Shivering quitters and sinners - foreign figures
A heart that's ice cold like the snow that falls in winter
Finer qualities that are either hidden or disfigured
Torn and twisted, a corpse so frigid
Dead man walking like a morgue-ish figure
Eyes covered because I hate what I've been forced to witness
But my mind's been scorched with this contorted image
This image is my companion that I'm trying hard to abandon
Maybe it's not distorted, that's why it's so hard to vanish ...
#myself
#SelfReflection
#identity #mirror
#identity #mirror
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jan 2018 4:17pm
21st Jan 2018 4:17pm
Daydream
My daydream is your reality
While you take it for granted, it's my fantasy
I'm getting tired of saying prayers on padded knees
Praying that what you have could be granted me
I'm not talking 'bout material things, I'm not envious
I'm not making wishes 'cause I'm penniless
I don't wanna be the wealthiest
I just don't wanna be the emptiest, or know this emptiness
I've got a hunger to be more than a number
To arise from my slumber, be productive and conjure
Up something to bring some pride to my mother
You know I love her, but that's...
While you take it for granted, it's my fantasy
I'm getting tired of saying prayers on padded knees
Praying that what you have could be granted me
I'm not talking 'bout material things, I'm not envious
I'm not making wishes 'cause I'm penniless
I don't wanna be the wealthiest
I just don't wanna be the emptiest, or know this emptiness
I've got a hunger to be more than a number
To arise from my slumber, be productive and conjure
Up something to bring some pride to my mother
You know I love her, but that's...
#dreams
698 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2018 8:50pm
10th Jan 2018 8:50pm
Anomie
Nomadic, an addict, I'm trapped in a habit, a savage
But I'm actually average - I carry this baggage
It's part of the package, ingrained in my fabric
It's a leech in my life that renders me static
And substandard, and makes my bitterness substantial
That bitterness, never thought that it does matter
Until I tried to leave it behind, tried to run faster
It began to feel as if I'm being flung backwards
I've slipped in and out of dumb phases
It's frustrating, it feels as if I'm just caged in
A vicious cycle, a fight for survival, some days...
But I'm actually average - I carry this baggage
It's part of the package, ingrained in my fabric
It's a leech in my life that renders me static
And substandard, and makes my bitterness substantial
That bitterness, never thought that it does matter
Until I tried to leave it behind, tried to run faster
It began to feel as if I'm being flung backwards
I've slipped in and out of dumb phases
It's frustrating, it feels as if I'm just caged in
A vicious cycle, a fight for survival, some days...
#FeelingLost
#vanity
654 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2018 4:17pm
3rd Jan 2018 4:17pm
Voice in My Head
Last night I heard a voice say I've been getting in my own way
I think I'm falling in the deep end, so I haven't been sleeping
Last night I heard a voice in my head
Said it's an emergency, said he had some words for me
He said, "What you writing these raps for?
You'll never be a lyrical genius
And what you got on that mask for?
You'll never be a spiritual being
Coz I know your mind, you're sick as a demon"
I said, "Don't we all have invisible demons?
Don't we all fight our innermost leanings?
Imperfect as they are, we give 'em...
I think I'm falling in the deep end, so I haven't been sleeping
Last night I heard a voice in my head
Said it's an emergency, said he had some words for me
He said, "What you writing these raps for?
You'll never be a lyrical genius
And what you got on that mask for?
You'll never be a spiritual being
Coz I know your mind, you're sick as a demon"
I said, "Don't we all have invisible demons?
Don't we all fight our innermost leanings?
Imperfect as they are, we give 'em...
#devil
#dialogue
#SelfReflection
674 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Dec 2017 5:36pm
12th Dec 2017 5:36pm
Abandon-ship
You know me, I always try to keep up with everyday life
Try to navigate my way through the rough and heavy days and nights
Try to barely survive, some days it may suffice
On other days, I hate my life
That's why I look for comfort in companionship
A bit of shade when the heat of this savannah hits
Smooth sailing at first, things advance a bit
And then it's always the same: I abandon ship
Now I've been searching for friends in different kinds of places
Some of them weren't places where my mind was aiming
But find 'em I did, real diamonds...
Try to navigate my way through the rough and heavy days and nights
Try to barely survive, some days it may suffice
On other days, I hate my life
That's why I look for comfort in companionship
A bit of shade when the heat of this savannah hits
Smooth sailing at first, things advance a bit
And then it's always the same: I abandon ship
Now I've been searching for friends in different kinds of places
Some of them weren't places where my mind was aiming
But find 'em I did, real diamonds...
#regret
#loneliness
#friendship
798 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 1:23pm
5th Dec 2017 1:23pm
Right Now
Right now somebody's sitting by the roadside
In dirty clothes and half a pair of old Nikes
He's got no food or cash, he had a cold night
He's looking for some coins to buy something he can go bite
Right now somebody ain't in his office
Why? Right now he's got a date with the doctor
About to find out that his disease is chronic
And the treatment means a normal life ain't an option
Right now somebody's sitting in prison
For talking 'bout the Bible, being God's witness
Regardless of whether it's a man or his children
They get the same...
In dirty clothes and half a pair of old Nikes
He's got no food or cash, he had a cold night
He's looking for some coins to buy something he can go bite
Right now somebody ain't in his office
Why? Right now he's got a date with the doctor
About to find out that his disease is chronic
And the treatment means a normal life ain't an option
Right now somebody's sitting in prison
For talking 'bout the Bible, being God's witness
Regardless of whether it's a man or his children
They get the same...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
767 reads
2 Comments
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