Submissions by beeun4gettable
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Aug 2012 3:36am
4th Aug 2012 3:36am
Brain Dead
Broke Spines. Dead Minds.
Cold Blue.
But this is life?
Brain Dead.
Sleep.
Sleep never comes easy, when you’ve realized that
Dreams are the liquor to sleep. Since, drunken tongues speak sober minds, dreams make you conscious of your conscience. And nightmares only show you the demons of your temptations, the monsters you try to hide from.
And sometimes, I’m crying, Lord sending me a sign that I don’t have to be hooked on this habit ,
So this time, I put the dream down to confront the demon itself.
But, I already had a hangover.
Ears...
Cold Blue.
But this is life?
Brain Dead.
Sleep.
Sleep never comes easy, when you’ve realized that
Dreams are the liquor to sleep. Since, drunken tongues speak sober minds, dreams make you conscious of your conscience. And nightmares only show you the demons of your temptations, the monsters you try to hide from.
And sometimes, I’m crying, Lord sending me a sign that I don’t have to be hooked on this habit ,
So this time, I put the dream down to confront the demon itself.
But, I already had a hangover.
Ears...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2012 8:44am
3rd Aug 2012 8:44am
Infidelity With Insanity - Spontaneous Human Combustion
Natural Causes: Spontaneous Human Combustion
Does it ever occur in your mind, that our lives are intertwined?
And that our fates and destinies are carried in the wallets of the people we’ve met, dreamed of, and have even walked passed?
That we ignore at first glance the true possibilities of the capabilities of each entity, cause we’re too blinded by coincidence and ironies
But everything has already been drawn into a masterpiece
Everything is as it is supposed to be
But we’ve carved decadence in our memory, and by insentience has allowed that to mirror our...
Does it ever occur in your mind, that our lives are intertwined?
And that our fates and destinies are carried in the wallets of the people we’ve met, dreamed of, and have even walked passed?
That we ignore at first glance the true possibilities of the capabilities of each entity, cause we’re too blinded by coincidence and ironies
But everything has already been drawn into a masterpiece
Everything is as it is supposed to be
But we’ve carved decadence in our memory, and by insentience has allowed that to mirror our...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2012 6:08am
6th Jul 2012 6:08am
Life. Fear. Death.
We know when we’ve began, but fear an expected unknown ending.
And no matter how many years we live, how many breaths we take in a minute
A certain and common truth is
Life is absolutely short, and death imminent .
And sometimes when we perish, we question why we didn’t have enough time
But disregard that we were given all the time we were destined.
So consumed with not understanding death,
That we become paralyzed with moving forward with our life.
And never understand why happiness doesn’t accompany us on our journey
Failing to recognize that we sell our...
And no matter how many years we live, how many breaths we take in a minute
A certain and common truth is
Life is absolutely short, and death imminent .
And sometimes when we perish, we question why we didn’t have enough time
But disregard that we were given all the time we were destined.
So consumed with not understanding death,
That we become paralyzed with moving forward with our life.
And never understand why happiness doesn’t accompany us on our journey
Failing to recognize that we sell our...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jun 2012 11:56pm
26th Jun 2012 11:56pm
Habitual Profit (FEEDBACK NEEDED)
It is a habitual action to return to that which we are derived.
Created from the dust, only to bury ourselves 6ft in it, once we expire.
Produced from fornication, and steadily seeking pleasure in it.
Scientific. Humanity, evolved from apes.
And as Animalistic.
Men, crave to find comfort between the manufactures of a woman.
And subsequently, women, thirst to fulfill needs by the power of a man.
Respect has lost its value to attention.
Purity has lost its worth to temporary contentment.
And life has lost its rationale to death.
Common forethought,...
Created from the dust, only to bury ourselves 6ft in it, once we expire.
Produced from fornication, and steadily seeking pleasure in it.
Scientific. Humanity, evolved from apes.
And as Animalistic.
Men, crave to find comfort between the manufactures of a woman.
And subsequently, women, thirst to fulfill needs by the power of a man.
Respect has lost its value to attention.
Purity has lost its worth to temporary contentment.
And life has lost its rationale to death.
Common forethought,...
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Jun 2012 8:46pm
20th Jun 2012 8:46pm
Happy Father's Day
Happy Father’s Day.
Happy Father’s Day to a man
Who never practiced the pull out method
Who used drunken moments
To express his inner deep feelings.
Like “I should have left my sperm on your mother’s sheets.”
And didn’t even have the audacity to say it to me personally,
But through technology..
Yahoo Email.
And he wonder’s why
I retort responses like
There’s no point of you in my life.
When he constantly reminds me that
He regrets ever given me life
And I can’t understand how he uses a bottle to suffice
A mistake he made 18...
Happy Father’s Day to a man
Who never practiced the pull out method
Who used drunken moments
To express his inner deep feelings.
Like “I should have left my sperm on your mother’s sheets.”
And didn’t even have the audacity to say it to me personally,
But through technology..
Yahoo Email.
And he wonder’s why
I retort responses like
There’s no point of you in my life.
When he constantly reminds me that
He regrets ever given me life
And I can’t understand how he uses a bottle to suffice
A mistake he made 18...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2012 00:37am
7th Jun 2012 00:37am
Bound By Affliction
She who lives for love, who would die for love.
Bound by affliction
Instantaneously, everything he provided had become her addiction, and now two years later, love lost, she’s only bound by affliction.
Destitute and barren, her soul is starving and thirsty, falling in desperation for sufficient nutrients to grow, but time has only enforced a hate for life and all those that accompany it.
She’s only bound by affliction.
Since everything he acted upon, was rooted from his love, surely everything he bestowed upon her was everything he owed her, everything karma...
Bound by affliction
Instantaneously, everything he provided had become her addiction, and now two years later, love lost, she’s only bound by affliction.
Destitute and barren, her soul is starving and thirsty, falling in desperation for sufficient nutrients to grow, but time has only enforced a hate for life and all those that accompany it.
She’s only bound by affliction.
Since everything he acted upon, was rooted from his love, surely everything he bestowed upon her was everything he owed her, everything karma...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2012 00:36am
7th Jun 2012 00:36am
Unforgivable Curses. - A Harry Potter Inspired Love Tale
Unforgivable Curses.
Chapter 1: Prophecy
Do you mark me as your equal?
Spun upon idiotic ideas of raptures
Blinded by powers that you know not.
And are we to die at the hand of each other
For neither can live, while the other survives
I pray that irony, coincidence, and premeditation
Haven’t been prophesized.
But, it’d be blasphemy to think otherwise.
Whisper down the lane of a prophecy
Your own beloved lover,
Betrayal by words
Vanishes friendships
Spoken to the dark lords
With split souls
Practicing the darkest...
Chapter 1: Prophecy
Do you mark me as your equal?
Spun upon idiotic ideas of raptures
Blinded by powers that you know not.
And are we to die at the hand of each other
For neither can live, while the other survives
I pray that irony, coincidence, and premeditation
Haven’t been prophesized.
But, it’d be blasphemy to think otherwise.
Whisper down the lane of a prophecy
Your own beloved lover,
Betrayal by words
Vanishes friendships
Spoken to the dark lords
With split souls
Practicing the darkest...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2012 9:33pm
24th May 2012 9:33pm
A Girls Desire
A girls desire
I am a woman, who yearns for the sacrificing, everlasting, unconditional love of a man. I am a woman, who desires the look of awe in his eyes, when he gazes upon my beauty. Who desires the touch of appreciation, when he explores my body. Who desires the voice and timbre of praise, when he wills my ears to listen. I want to be complimented, not with his words, but with his actions. I want to be the one who completes his presence, who justifies his existence, and continuously becomes his motivation and purpose when everything else in this world is of no importance to him. I...
I am a woman, who yearns for the sacrificing, everlasting, unconditional love of a man. I am a woman, who desires the look of awe in his eyes, when he gazes upon my beauty. Who desires the touch of appreciation, when he explores my body. Who desires the voice and timbre of praise, when he wills my ears to listen. I want to be complimented, not with his words, but with his actions. I want to be the one who completes his presence, who justifies his existence, and continuously becomes his motivation and purpose when everything else in this world is of no importance to him. I...
811 reads
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