Submissions by agreatdiscovery
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
28th Jan 2013 6:16am
28th Jan 2013 6:16am
stop! this can't go on
I want to know just what you're feeling
deep inside your cold dark heart
I want to know what keeps it beating
and what keeps mine from even starting can you tell me?
can you show me?
present the contrast in between
life and death and one another
in a world of hopeless dreams
I just stopped gazing at the stars
because I've found nothing in them.
all I wanted was a love
to free me from this lonely prison.
abuse myself, amuse another
I couldn't let go of my past.
it keeps haunting. I'm reliving
the things that I once...
deep inside your cold dark heart
I want to know what keeps it beating
and what keeps mine from even starting can you tell me?
can you show me?
present the contrast in between
life and death and one another
in a world of hopeless dreams
I just stopped gazing at the stars
because I've found nothing in them.
all I wanted was a love
to free me from this lonely prison.
abuse myself, amuse another
I couldn't let go of my past.
it keeps haunting. I'm reliving
the things that I once...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2013 9:32pm
12th Jan 2013 9:32pm
cut the rope
it's not me that you're,
it's not me that you're,
looking for.
just keep trying some more,
I'm not even,
alive anymore.
hold me back before,
hold me back before,
I slip away.
it's not really that far.
maybe I should just,
drop the weight.
and they're screaming,
I can hear them say,
you're doing just fine!
but I know I'm not,
they don't know me,
they don't know my mind.
can I stay for a while?
you don't want me to?
that's okay with me.
I'm not hosting a trial,
so everyone...
it's not me that you're,
looking for.
just keep trying some more,
I'm not even,
alive anymore.
hold me back before,
hold me back before,
I slip away.
it's not really that far.
maybe I should just,
drop the weight.
and they're screaming,
I can hear them say,
you're doing just fine!
but I know I'm not,
they don't know me,
they don't know my mind.
can I stay for a while?
you don't want me to?
that's okay with me.
I'm not hosting a trial,
so everyone...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2013 7:56pm
4th Jan 2013 7:56pm
three treasures
three treasures
simplicity.
it never works for me.
I can never live simply.
my thoughts cause such tragedy.
patience.
I've never waited.
I can't be patient.
it leaves me wasted.
compassion.
my heart just clashes.
I give it out too vastly
and it always crashes.
these three treasures
I live without, I live alone.
and I've no pleasure.
no one ever gets close.
simplicity.
a synthetic toxicity.
what awaits is a mystery.
that's only found once.
patience.
rarely one can...
simplicity.
it never works for me.
I can never live simply.
my thoughts cause such tragedy.
patience.
I've never waited.
I can't be patient.
it leaves me wasted.
compassion.
my heart just clashes.
I give it out too vastly
and it always crashes.
these three treasures
I live without, I live alone.
and I've no pleasure.
no one ever gets close.
simplicity.
a synthetic toxicity.
what awaits is a mystery.
that's only found once.
patience.
rarely one can...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2013 6:54am
4th Jan 2013 6:54am
layman's terms
turn your head, turn your head.
he's in the room.
call me dead, call me dead.
they've found a new one.
call me selfish, call me insecure.
but I can tell that you've been here before.
and it ain't nothing that's new to me.
just the same old situation, lost another piece, it's almost gone.
break it up, break it up.
and take it in.
make it stop, make it stop.
this sensation.
call me crazy, call me fucking insane.
but I know you've been as low as me.
you keep your money, keep your wealth and keep your fame. ...
he's in the room.
call me dead, call me dead.
they've found a new one.
call me selfish, call me insecure.
but I can tell that you've been here before.
and it ain't nothing that's new to me.
just the same old situation, lost another piece, it's almost gone.
break it up, break it up.
and take it in.
make it stop, make it stop.
this sensation.
call me crazy, call me fucking insane.
but I know you've been as low as me.
you keep your money, keep your wealth and keep your fame. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2013 6:51am
4th Jan 2013 6:51am
just because
sunset clouds and sunrise skies
our innocence, it seemed to die.
the trees were taller back when I was in disguise.
my mind was whole, my thoughts were sane.
and all my problems they did fade.
back when I was young and life was okay.
but now I'm much older than I was.
and I'd take it all back just because.
some friends I kept, some friends I lost.
as the hands turned on life's clock.
some stayed true but most of them just took a walk.
and that's when one name turned to two.
to hide the evil things we do.
so no...
our innocence, it seemed to die.
the trees were taller back when I was in disguise.
my mind was whole, my thoughts were sane.
and all my problems they did fade.
back when I was young and life was okay.
but now I'm much older than I was.
and I'd take it all back just because.
some friends I kept, some friends I lost.
as the hands turned on life's clock.
some stayed true but most of them just took a walk.
and that's when one name turned to two.
to hide the evil things we do.
so no...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2012 4:31pm
5th Dec 2012 4:31pm
before death
on the surface where I resign.
before the waves drag me out to sea.
with my last few breaths of life,
I'll kiss you, gracefully.
before the waves drag me out to sea.
with my last few breaths of life,
I'll kiss you, gracefully.
763 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Dec 2012 4:12pm
5th Dec 2012 4:12pm
generation x
we have nothing left.
this time we show the end.
the end to a generation.
the start of a descending nation.
a descending world for all.
we've lost our morals.
we have no love for one.
but lust for two others.
the way we walk, the way we talk.
it isn't the same as our childhood days.
I've prepared myself for this.
if I could repair it, I would.
...but yesterday is hard to bring
back.
this time we show the end.
the end to a generation.
the start of a descending nation.
a descending world for all.
we've lost our morals.
we have no love for one.
but lust for two others.
the way we walk, the way we talk.
it isn't the same as our childhood days.
I've prepared myself for this.
if I could repair it, I would.
...but yesterday is hard to bring
back.
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