Submissions by Wanderlust (LostStar)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I express the rawness of life as I see and feel it through words.
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jul 2017 9:53pm
11th Jul 2017 9:53pm
Cry
I can feel the tears behind my eyes
My body won’t allow myself to cry
Repressed my feelings for far too long
I’m in love with the person I’ve molded myself to be
Surprise me as I turn the corner
I’d rather not expect a thing…how boring
Try to make me scream I dare you
You will fail…I thrive off fear
I need to cry
In love knowing not one tear will escape
Music I listen to when I’m angry
Takes all my feelings away
This isn’t prose
Rather disorganized words from my twisted mind
How the fuck did I end up this...
My body won’t allow myself to cry
Repressed my feelings for far too long
I’m in love with the person I’ve molded myself to be
Surprise me as I turn the corner
I’d rather not expect a thing…how boring
Try to make me scream I dare you
You will fail…I thrive off fear
I need to cry
In love knowing not one tear will escape
Music I listen to when I’m angry
Takes all my feelings away
This isn’t prose
Rather disorganized words from my twisted mind
How the fuck did I end up this...
582 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Jul 2017 11:43am
11th Jul 2017 11:43am
Sting
I need to write; my mind won’t allow me
“Allow” is such an awful word
Come close and I will sting you with boredom
I prefer silence and solitude
I am dissociated from the world around me
Lost in my thoughts
My thoughts are tangential; my thoughts should be linear
My thoughts, my thoughts, my thoughts
I warn you…
Don’t try to feel sorry for me
Don’t try to understand me
Don’t try to help me
Most of all, don’t try to save me
…I will pleasurably sting you with my disgust if you try
And so the day goes…
“Allow” is such an awful word
Come close and I will sting you with boredom
I prefer silence and solitude
I am dissociated from the world around me
Lost in my thoughts
My thoughts are tangential; my thoughts should be linear
My thoughts, my thoughts, my thoughts
I warn you…
Don’t try to feel sorry for me
Don’t try to understand me
Don’t try to help me
Most of all, don’t try to save me
…I will pleasurably sting you with my disgust if you try
And so the day goes…
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Jul 2017 11:41am
11th Jul 2017 11:41am
Destruction
Three hours, three days, three weeks----
I need three months to create a poem of substance!
Formats and slant rhymes ingrained in my memory;
I have made a mockery of them all!
Perfection has been my greatest destruction.
Poetry portfolio destroyed when my back was turned.
A melancholic expression no less not a single tear.
What was I to do?
My book in the process of final creation.
I gathered
Plethora of folders and countless drafts with notes of advice.
Papers fell.
Into the recycling bin.
Turned my head. ...
I need three months to create a poem of substance!
Formats and slant rhymes ingrained in my memory;
I have made a mockery of them all!
Perfection has been my greatest destruction.
Poetry portfolio destroyed when my back was turned.
A melancholic expression no less not a single tear.
What was I to do?
My book in the process of final creation.
I gathered
Plethora of folders and countless drafts with notes of advice.
Papers fell.
Into the recycling bin.
Turned my head. ...
574 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2017 2:53pm
10th Jul 2017 2:53pm
The Waiting Game
The ocean is frigid and deep; sunken ships await my entrance
My head is bobbing above and below the tide as I gasp for air
Quivering lips turning blue…legs kicking and arms flailing…eyes desperate
I fight to stay above the surface but then begin to wonder
Is the struggle to survive worth the fight?
I have been playing the waiting game to no avail
Reality is fading into false fantasies and dreams
Time stands still as hours turn into days and day fades into night
We are invisible entities entangled within each other
I fight to let go and you...
My head is bobbing above and below the tide as I gasp for air
Quivering lips turning blue…legs kicking and arms flailing…eyes desperate
I fight to stay above the surface but then begin to wonder
Is the struggle to survive worth the fight?
I have been playing the waiting game to no avail
Reality is fading into false fantasies and dreams
Time stands still as hours turn into days and day fades into night
We are invisible entities entangled within each other
I fight to let go and you...
763 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2017 2:47pm
10th Jul 2017 2:47pm
When We Danced the Waltz
The bright sun slowly rising from across the horizon
A new day beginning to unveil and show itself
The crisp air was chilly the birds beginning to sing
A beautiful day approaching intertwined with strong emotions
She slowly walked along the trail away from her cabin
She hugged herself with the quilt wrapped around her shoulders
Walking into the field of long grass she stared ahead
Melancholic eyes to match the melancholic expression on her face
She turned her head to look across the field
He was approaching her through the field with...
A new day beginning to unveil and show itself
The crisp air was chilly the birds beginning to sing
A beautiful day approaching intertwined with strong emotions
She slowly walked along the trail away from her cabin
She hugged herself with the quilt wrapped around her shoulders
Walking into the field of long grass she stared ahead
Melancholic eyes to match the melancholic expression on her face
She turned her head to look across the field
He was approaching her through the field with...
594 reads
1 Comment
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