Submissions by applepieand_books
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write about whatever speaks to me. Whether that be nature, an emotion, or even just a silly thought from the insane hours of the night.
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2022 3:34am
24th Mar 2022 3:34am
Us
We met on a normal day,
When our seats were changed.
You turned on some music, I
Hummed along, and for a while
That stayed the same.
We grew close instantly,
My other half I never knew I needed.
I'm more grateful for you every day,
No one else ever competed.
Soon, you took your chance,
And I said no.
We stayed good friends,
No romance involved though.
Later, with our hands intertwined,
I finally said yes.
You ran and jumped,
I laughed and had no regrets.
Now nine months later, here...
When our seats were changed.
You turned on some music, I
Hummed along, and for a while
That stayed the same.
We grew close instantly,
My other half I never knew I needed.
I'm more grateful for you every day,
No one else ever competed.
Soon, you took your chance,
And I said no.
We stayed good friends,
No romance involved though.
Later, with our hands intertwined,
I finally said yes.
You ran and jumped,
I laughed and had no regrets.
Now nine months later, here...
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2022 4:02am
22nd Mar 2022 4:02am
Do You Remember
Do you remember just fooling around
And not wanting to leave because
We were happy and content with each other and we found home,
For the first time in a long time?
Do you remember all of the messages back and forth
And pissing off our friends
And laughing, running out the school doors into the afternoon?
Do you remember all of the stupid little fights
That were so funny and still are and I wish
We were still close.
I miss you, Big Brother.
So I'll ask you this:
Do you remember?
And not wanting to leave because
We were happy and content with each other and we found home,
For the first time in a long time?
Do you remember all of the messages back and forth
And pissing off our friends
And laughing, running out the school doors into the afternoon?
Do you remember all of the stupid little fights
That were so funny and still are and I wish
We were still close.
I miss you, Big Brother.
So I'll ask you this:
Do you remember?
#family
#memories
#bittersweet
202 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Feb 2022 00:33am
28th Feb 2022 00:33am
Pretty Like A Sunflower
I want to be pretty like a sunflower;
Bright and happy and free,
Not afraid to face the Sun.
I want to be pretty like a stream;
Soft and clear and brave,
No matter what happens under the surface.
I want to be pretty like a forest,
Calm and peaceful and safe,
Undisturbed by things in my path.
I want to be pretty like nature;
Free and wild, my destiny to give
Back what has been so graciously given.
Bright and happy and free,
Not afraid to face the Sun.
I want to be pretty like a stream;
Soft and clear and brave,
No matter what happens under the surface.
I want to be pretty like a forest,
Calm and peaceful and safe,
Undisturbed by things in my path.
I want to be pretty like nature;
Free and wild, my destiny to give
Back what has been so graciously given.
#beauty
#flowers
#nature
350 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2022 4:28am
23rd Feb 2022 4:28am
I Want To Be A Poet
I want to be a poet.
I want to inspire people with my words and how they are able to explain the most abstract things, to give them life, to give them wings.
I want to be a poet.
I want to be the reason someone doesn’t reach for that knife, so they keep going, keep trying to fight.
I want to be a poet.
To change someone else's life as well as mine.
Wouldn’t that be divine?
I want to be a poet.
I want to love, to live, to feel pain, and to share all these things with the world.
I want to inspire people with my words and how they are able to explain the most abstract things, to give them life, to give them wings.
I want to be a poet.
I want to be the reason someone doesn’t reach for that knife, so they keep going, keep trying to fight.
I want to be a poet.
To change someone else's life as well as mine.
Wouldn’t that be divine?
I want to be a poet.
I want to love, to live, to feel pain, and to share all these things with the world.
#WritingPoetry
220 reads
1 Comment
SONG LYRICS
Published
2nd Feb 2022 3:15am
2nd Feb 2022 3:15am
Beautiful Flaws
Everyone is perfect,
That's what we've been lead to believe.
No scars, nothing broken, on our tapestries
But
Let me tell you something,
The next time someone puts you down:
Don't listen to their words,
Just drown them out.
Because you've got
Beautiful flaws
That make you you.
Beautiful flaws,
There's nothing you can do.
I know it's hard to live with yourself;
All the bottled emotions you keep hidden on
The shelf.
Please look for the sunshine, and happy days.
And if...
That's what we've been lead to believe.
No scars, nothing broken, on our tapestries
But
Let me tell you something,
The next time someone puts you down:
Don't listen to their words,
Just drown them out.
Because you've got
Beautiful flaws
That make you you.
Beautiful flaws,
There's nothing you can do.
I know it's hard to live with yourself;
All the bottled emotions you keep hidden on
The shelf.
Please look for the sunshine, and happy days.
And if...
#hope
#inspirational
479 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2022 5:19pm
27th Jan 2022 5:19pm
Whisper To Myself
I whisper to myself, because
I know you won't say it back.
It's ok, I just can't handle that.
So whisper to myself, what I can't say.
I whisper, "I love you," as you walk away.
I know you won't say it back.
It's ok, I just can't handle that.
So whisper to myself, what I can't say.
I whisper, "I love you," as you walk away.
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2022 3:23am
18th Jan 2022 3:23am
Souls
Souls are meant to dream.
To dream and work as hard as they can
To achieve it.
Souls are meant to love.
To love so deeply and strongly
That it hurts infinitely to stop.
Souls are meant to be free.
To dream, to love.
Souls should not be chained.
But then, why are so many?
To dream and work as hard as they can
To achieve it.
Souls are meant to love.
To love so deeply and strongly
That it hurts infinitely to stop.
Souls are meant to be free.
To dream, to love.
Souls should not be chained.
But then, why are so many?
#love
#dreams
#TruthOfLife
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2022 4:16am
13th Jan 2022 4:16am
Is it You or Is it Me?
Is it you or is it me?
I don’t even know.
You’ve been distant all week,
And it’s starting to show.
I’m worried because of it,
I don’t know what to do.
Is it you or is it me?
I’m asking for real.
I’m stuck in paranoia,
And there is no escape.
When you’re near, it’s like
I’m not, and it’s what I hate.
So I’m asking now:
Is it you or is it me?
I don’t even know.
You’ve been distant all week,
And it’s starting to show.
I’m worried because of it,
I don’t know what to do.
Is it you or is it me?
I’m asking for real.
I’m stuck in paranoia,
And there is no escape.
When you’re near, it’s like
I’m not, and it’s what I hate.
So I’m asking now:
Is it you or is it me?
#relationships
#frustration
#confusion
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jan 2022 5:44am
9th Jan 2022 5:44am
You Mean
You mean I could’ve grown up
With an older sister?
You mean all of those nights
I cried myself to sleep, I could’ve
Crawled into her room, and she
Would’ve let me stay, but only for that night.
You mean I wouldn’t have felt so alone
When MiMi died? We would’ve hugged
Each other and cried?
You mean I could’ve had someone to
Love me, someone I could play with,
And someone who wouldn’t have cared
If I was younger?
You mean she could’ve helped me brush out
My hair? And maybe we would’ve even talked...
With an older sister?
You mean all of those nights
I cried myself to sleep, I could’ve
Crawled into her room, and she
Would’ve let me stay, but only for that night.
You mean I wouldn’t have felt so alone
When MiMi died? We would’ve hugged
Each other and cried?
You mean I could’ve had someone to
Love me, someone I could play with,
And someone who wouldn’t have cared
If I was younger?
You mean she could’ve helped me brush out
My hair? And maybe we would’ve even talked...
#sadness
#family
#confusion
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0 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th Dec 2021 3:54am
30th Dec 2021 3:54am
Dear 2021
Dear 2021,
I would like to thank you for being much more kinder than 2020.
I fell in love, found a group of friends that I fit in with, and finally feel like I belong.
While some months were rougher than others, I made it through, and you made up for it in the end.
Now I still don't know many things about myself, but that's ok.
Thank you, 2021.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. (I pray to God that 2022 won't be bad.)
I would like to thank you for being much more kinder than 2020.
I fell in love, found a group of friends that I fit in with, and finally feel like I belong.
While some months were rougher than others, I made it through, and you made up for it in the end.
Now I still don't know many things about myself, but that's ok.
Thank you, 2021.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. (I pray to God that 2022 won't be bad.)
#courage
#TimeHeals
#myself #gratitude
#myself #gratitude
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2021 4:08am
19th Dec 2021 4:08am
With You
I don't feel so alone.
I can be me.
I can be silly.
I can breathe.
I can laugh.
I can cry.
I feel free.
Only with you.
I can be me.
I can be silly.
I can breathe.
I can laugh.
I can cry.
I feel free.
Only with you.
#honesty
284 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Dec 2021 4:04am
19th Dec 2021 4:04am
Rant
I wish I was an only child,
Then maybe my parents would actually
Pay attention to my needs and my care.
But no, as the oldest, it's my job
To carry the world, and make sure
It doesn't come falling down.
According to them, I treat my siblings like shit.
But when they get mad, all their anger is suddenly
Our fault.
Maybe if they actually fucking communicated....
Nah, they would never.
Of course I can't take a fucking
Compliment when the only ones I
Get are about my grades.
I'm not pretty, so of...
Then maybe my parents would actually
Pay attention to my needs and my care.
But no, as the oldest, it's my job
To carry the world, and make sure
It doesn't come falling down.
According to them, I treat my siblings like shit.
But when they get mad, all their anger is suddenly
Our fault.
Maybe if they actually fucking communicated....
Nah, they would never.
Of course I can't take a fucking
Compliment when the only ones I
Get are about my grades.
I'm not pretty, so of...
#family
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