Submissions by Whynotme
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing since i was 13 and always knew what words mean....grammar sucks though
ANGER POEM
Published
27th Aug 2018 9:10pm
27th Aug 2018 9:10pm
It's what you Call it
I keep running off on them and coming right back to the real me
i keep saying it's because nobody can feel me..... but truth is
I don't feel me
and I doesn't know how the real me feels
am I playing too much or saying too much? I've been smacked for both but only by my mama, that's the wrong type of drama, and I'm close friends with karma, but can't get a conversation with the de li fuckin llama,
fuck broken promises
intuition so far gone he think I'm going through his phone, but really I'm just prone to falling for what's wrong,...
i keep saying it's because nobody can feel me..... but truth is
I don't feel me
and I doesn't know how the real me feels
am I playing too much or saying too much? I've been smacked for both but only by my mama, that's the wrong type of drama, and I'm close friends with karma, but can't get a conversation with the de li fuckin llama,
fuck broken promises
intuition so far gone he think I'm going through his phone, but really I'm just prone to falling for what's wrong,...
#anger
#frustration
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2018 3:43am
23rd Aug 2018 3:43am
Just cause it's been awhile
what aggravates me the most is what gives me away, and that is my need to make rhyme of every word that i say...or write rather
and so im trying to gather
ponder on where i got this from because most of my favorite poems dont even rhyme
they're timeless like a song written by a gemimi mind
powerful like that hurt in your chest when they say, "i know it hurts but i think this is best"
straight to the point like a hooker
why then do i rhyme all around the topic
people miss my point and i need to stop it
ill try but ill never promise
lol
and so im trying to gather
ponder on where i got this from because most of my favorite poems dont even rhyme
they're timeless like a song written by a gemimi mind
powerful like that hurt in your chest when they say, "i know it hurts but i think this is best"
straight to the point like a hooker
why then do i rhyme all around the topic
people miss my point and i need to stop it
ill try but ill never promise
lol
#SelfDiscovery
393 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2017 9:26am
11th Aug 2017 9:26am
So I noticed...eh
It went from strange creature to lost thinker
Am i being ungrateful for preferring strange creature....or snobbishly modest?
Is there arrogance in noticing the variant?
Graduated thoughts of a body afraid of success
I can make anything into a mess or a never ending quest
to find the true meaning...
Nothing is ever as seeming
Even when the sun is aggressively beaming
shade is thrown somewhere
Am i being ungrateful for preferring strange creature....or snobbishly modest?
Is there arrogance in noticing the variant?
Graduated thoughts of a body afraid of success
I can make anything into a mess or a never ending quest
to find the true meaning...
Nothing is ever as seeming
Even when the sun is aggressively beaming
shade is thrown somewhere
#LifeAsAWriter
613 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2017 4:04am
11th Aug 2017 4:04am
You can decide
A hot afternoon with the wind blowing around sunshine
Sounds like something too hard to find
Everything is still fine
Feelings are stable on the inside
People are avidly making contact with good eyes
More confidence than "should I's"
More self assurance than seeking to be approved
leaves no need for self doubt to be removed
Who is to tell you you're right or wrong when the ability to decide
was already coded inside
Every decision making skill loaded onto the hard drive
of the heart which is the mind
Our motives it drives
How...
Sounds like something too hard to find
Everything is still fine
Feelings are stable on the inside
People are avidly making contact with good eyes
More confidence than "should I's"
More self assurance than seeking to be approved
leaves no need for self doubt to be removed
Who is to tell you you're right or wrong when the ability to decide
was already coded inside
Every decision making skill loaded onto the hard drive
of the heart which is the mind
Our motives it drives
How...
#kindness
#courage
#friendship
#motivational
#learning
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Aug 2017 9:49pm
10th Aug 2017 9:49pm
the first way i wrote it
poetry has to be written because for me it just dont flow right
when i sit down and type
the computers glare blocks my foresight
and i feel pressed to be integral and reserved rather than blunt and forthright
and to me the art becomes a lie
makes the reader keep scrolling up ....right?!
all i really want is for everything to make cents
and with all those cents ill buy common sense
cause these days its proven by bold evidence
that backwards is the go-to way so lets all hop the fence
no baby today is born with, in a sense, innocense
but a...
when i sit down and type
the computers glare blocks my foresight
and i feel pressed to be integral and reserved rather than blunt and forthright
and to me the art becomes a lie
makes the reader keep scrolling up ....right?!
all i really want is for everything to make cents
and with all those cents ill buy common sense
cause these days its proven by bold evidence
that backwards is the go-to way so lets all hop the fence
no baby today is born with, in a sense, innocense
but a...
#humankind
591 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Aug 2017 7:53pm
10th Aug 2017 7:53pm
untitled
i was just sitting down today having a conversation with me
not to be confused with we
because i know im only one person
however im often left with nobody but myself
crazy stuff i say isnt for nobody else
except for when i log onto this site and it says whats on your mind
translation...submit poem
"but i barely know em"
oh well thats the joy of expressing anger to total strangers
but anyway yeah
i talked to me about these adversities
that i already could foresee
and although i had the perfect coping mechanism
i chose the lazy...
not to be confused with we
because i know im only one person
however im often left with nobody but myself
crazy stuff i say isnt for nobody else
except for when i log onto this site and it says whats on your mind
translation...submit poem
"but i barely know em"
oh well thats the joy of expressing anger to total strangers
but anyway yeah
i talked to me about these adversities
that i already could foresee
and although i had the perfect coping mechanism
i chose the lazy...
#loneliness
#identity
#SelfReflection
588 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2017 1:20am
5th Aug 2017 1:20am
untitled jibber jabber
i was at my most creative peak, when the drugs got inside of me
i would hit that bag until i couldn't speak and the only way i could communicate was if i went deep, like a volcano brewing and boiling my thoughts became molten and my ears got hot, and out spewed wise yet senseless thoughts, they would sizzle and fizz and roll down the side of my brain, and that's the moment i made my words reign,
the coke kept me focused
the weed helped me notice
not paying attention i did anything bogus
i tried a lot of things once when i felt disgustingly hopeless
my presence...
i would hit that bag until i couldn't speak and the only way i could communicate was if i went deep, like a volcano brewing and boiling my thoughts became molten and my ears got hot, and out spewed wise yet senseless thoughts, they would sizzle and fizz and roll down the side of my brain, and that's the moment i made my words reign,
the coke kept me focused
the weed helped me notice
not paying attention i did anything bogus
i tried a lot of things once when i felt disgustingly hopeless
my presence...
#drugs
#addiction
720 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2017 9:19am
3rd Aug 2017 9:19am
None
All they really want is for everything to make cents
And with those cents they figure they will buy common sense
Its on the market now!
Right on the shelf in between the love and the puppy chow
Proven by bold evidence that now a days we should hop off the fence
And for stupidity just bravely represent
No child of today is born with innocence
But a clean slate to dirty up...know the difference
Rather than take out the trash they burn incense
Illogical thinking is eminent
Ridiculous like when they were all trying to swallow cinnamon
They...
And with those cents they figure they will buy common sense
Its on the market now!
Right on the shelf in between the love and the puppy chow
Proven by bold evidence that now a days we should hop off the fence
And for stupidity just bravely represent
No child of today is born with innocence
But a clean slate to dirty up...know the difference
Rather than take out the trash they burn incense
Illogical thinking is eminent
Ridiculous like when they were all trying to swallow cinnamon
They...
#PopCulture
638 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jul 2017 3:55am
29th Jul 2017 3:55am
None
If mama had taught me anything i wouldn't be writing poetry or anything
Wise words brought forthe by suffering
Trying to talk but stay muffling
Some of my words go unheard
Simply because i don't have the nerve
I sit on the curb
Perturbed
Ready to go home but friends are entertained
I'm coined as the lame
People i already met refuse to remember my name
Obviously because i refuse to think the same
As any human being with a societal norm ass brain
My favorite teacher was always pain
And I'm so scared of the sane ...
Wise words brought forthe by suffering
Trying to talk but stay muffling
Some of my words go unheard
Simply because i don't have the nerve
I sit on the curb
Perturbed
Ready to go home but friends are entertained
I'm coined as the lame
People i already met refuse to remember my name
Obviously because i refuse to think the same
As any human being with a societal norm ass brain
My favorite teacher was always pain
And I'm so scared of the sane ...
573 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jul 2017 12:39pm
27th Jul 2017 12:39pm
f**kin tired
Mid night comes and i tell myself lies
Low self esteem i don't even capitalize my "i"s
Why
Cause i don't feel big and i don't look small
Dig me a ditch and pretend you never saw me fall
i always wanted to walk but never respected the crawl
Sometimes annoyed by my own southern drawl
Grab a beer and cigarettes and on the couch i sprawl
Brain surgery took the fight out of me no way I'll brawl
Disingenuous friends who never came or called
2am to sleep i still don't fall
Is it me or the aderall
Me or the alcohol
Next...
Low self esteem i don't even capitalize my "i"s
Why
Cause i don't feel big and i don't look small
Dig me a ditch and pretend you never saw me fall
i always wanted to walk but never respected the crawl
Sometimes annoyed by my own southern drawl
Grab a beer and cigarettes and on the couch i sprawl
Brain surgery took the fight out of me no way I'll brawl
Disingenuous friends who never came or called
2am to sleep i still don't fall
Is it me or the aderall
Me or the alcohol
Next...
572 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jul 2017 12:24pm
27th Jul 2017 12:24pm
None
Money can't be my motive
Locks up my train's locomotive
One track mind
Without a lot of time
To me that's not fine
But i fail with a dead line
Makes me not even wanna do the shit
Like they said im made for it
But i gotta pay for it...
never mind
I'm not trying
to appeal to you that's what the unreal do
My therapist said be real to you
At the expense that they May not feel you
Letting people read my work and they don't get it
The hammer on the nails head they just don't hit it
Maybe I should accept the fact that...
Locks up my train's locomotive
One track mind
Without a lot of time
To me that's not fine
But i fail with a dead line
Makes me not even wanna do the shit
Like they said im made for it
But i gotta pay for it...
never mind
I'm not trying
to appeal to you that's what the unreal do
My therapist said be real to you
At the expense that they May not feel you
Letting people read my work and they don't get it
The hammer on the nails head they just don't hit it
Maybe I should accept the fact that...
530 reads
3 Comments
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