Submissions by coolkid (Carl Fynn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2016 12:38pm
19th Feb 2016 12:38pm
Chained to Love
A mother ignoring the cry of her baby.
A wife in a mans gear.
Heavy pan of pain, ignored to the smile from the smell of a paper.
Respect lost, control in hands of currency weight.
A lonely woman
With no dream or ambition.
The gift of child birth ,
Now the token of burden and regret.
Love painted in hate.
Smile cloaked in anger.
Subject to his satisfaction at night
Bearer of his weakness in the day
A girl deceived by love
now a mother stretched to the core
The love for lust
Backwashed in a pain that last
...
A wife in a mans gear.
Heavy pan of pain, ignored to the smile from the smell of a paper.
Respect lost, control in hands of currency weight.
A lonely woman
With no dream or ambition.
The gift of child birth ,
Now the token of burden and regret.
Love painted in hate.
Smile cloaked in anger.
Subject to his satisfaction at night
Bearer of his weakness in the day
A girl deceived by love
now a mother stretched to the core
The love for lust
Backwashed in a pain that last
...
804 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Feb 2016 9:13am
17th Feb 2016 9:13am
Dream of a Parent.
The struggles I had to face is something she wont go through!
No! Never! Not while I live , and definitely not under my watch.
THE CRY OF AN AFRICAN MOTHER
My daughter is a lawyer in the making.
She's intelligent, a doctor figure.
THE HOPE OF AN AFRICAN FATHER
Study hard baby
You'll take care of your sibling someday
and build us a better home.
THE PRAYER OF AN AFRICAN PARENT
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No! Never! Not while I live , and definitely not under my watch.
THE CRY OF AN AFRICAN MOTHER
My daughter is a lawyer in the making.
She's intelligent, a doctor figure.
THE HOPE OF AN AFRICAN FATHER
Study hard baby
You'll take care of your sibling someday
and build us a better home.
THE PRAYER OF AN AFRICAN PARENT
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709 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2014 11:49am
15th Dec 2014 11:49am
MIND-SET
Smile, its worth your time
Cry, it doesn't cost a dime
Reasons and Seasons
The drive to frustration and happiness
is the drive to success and poverty
Recognition fought for,
is credibility paid for
No good friends,
no head worth the damage
Everything is an illusion
Mind perspective
We build what we suffer
We develop what we enjoy
Nothing strange
Nothing spiritual
Its all a "MIND-SET"
Cry, it doesn't cost a dime
Reasons and Seasons
The drive to frustration and happiness
is the drive to success and poverty
Recognition fought for,
is credibility paid for
No good friends,
no head worth the damage
Everything is an illusion
Mind perspective
We build what we suffer
We develop what we enjoy
Nothing strange
Nothing spiritual
Its all a "MIND-SET"
656 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2014 6:11pm
25th Nov 2014 6:11pm
TELL ME!
What exactly are we chasing after?
Riches,wealth,fame or happiness?
That which stalls the laughter
or that which causes sadness?
Live happily ever after
or keep life going regardless?
I understand the bit about different personalities
or individual differences you may say.
but we seem to desire the same qualities
in-spite of our culture or race.
Tho individual achievement sometimes varies
yeah! depending on the obstacles you face,
it still doesn't make clear
the exact qualities we are chasing after....
Riches,wealth,fame or happiness?
That which stalls the laughter
or that which causes sadness?
Live happily ever after
or keep life going regardless?
I understand the bit about different personalities
or individual differences you may say.
but we seem to desire the same qualities
in-spite of our culture or race.
Tho individual achievement sometimes varies
yeah! depending on the obstacles you face,
it still doesn't make clear
the exact qualities we are chasing after....
654 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jul 2014 11:15pm
27th Jul 2014 11:15pm
THE MOOD
She smiles very beautifully
I wink back gracefully
Now we stare awkwardly
Into each others face emotionally
I reach for her lips slowly
She steps back carefully
I push on romantically
She teases rather sexily
I wanna hug her fully
but she stops me rudely
cos shes married
To one Mr. Larry
now i feel sorry
cos hes scary
i know guys vary
but trust me, his is DEADLY
I wink back gracefully
Now we stare awkwardly
Into each others face emotionally
I reach for her lips slowly
She steps back carefully
I push on romantically
She teases rather sexily
I wanna hug her fully
but she stops me rudely
cos shes married
To one Mr. Larry
now i feel sorry
cos hes scary
i know guys vary
but trust me, his is DEADLY
579 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2014 9:25am
5th Jun 2014 9:25am
The Secret
Is this real?
Im trying hard
Trying to go by the rules
It looks like destiny rules
I don't wanna give up
But my flesh is letting go
Im scared!!
Scared to be stack if I let go
But my flesh!!
My flesh is letting go
You have no idea
How much I wish it worked
am I mistaking?
Is the world actually this way?
Could I be lost?
I feel empty
I can't feel my fingers
Can't hear my heartbeat
Can't organise my thought
Im breaking down
Im scared
I've been misled
Or just maybe
It could be TRUE
Maybe I need a...
Im trying hard
Trying to go by the rules
It looks like destiny rules
I don't wanna give up
But my flesh is letting go
Im scared!!
Scared to be stack if I let go
But my flesh!!
My flesh is letting go
You have no idea
How much I wish it worked
am I mistaking?
Is the world actually this way?
Could I be lost?
I feel empty
I can't feel my fingers
Can't hear my heartbeat
Can't organise my thought
Im breaking down
Im scared
I've been misled
Or just maybe
It could be TRUE
Maybe I need a...
600 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 9:24am
3rd Jun 2014 9:24am
YOLO
Sometimes its unknown
How to make it in life is never foretold
But we push on and uphold
the good things we believe in and been told
Unfortunately,the world differ
Some work too hard but still suffer
Not even a bread to eat with the butter
Still they reassure us, life gets better
O Never!
You follow their talks,you stay poor forEVER
Live by their rules? NEVER!
Listen!
You do what you gotta do....just reason
You don't always get what you want....season
There'd be no theft....no prison
Life is a journey....not a mission...
How to make it in life is never foretold
But we push on and uphold
the good things we believe in and been told
Unfortunately,the world differ
Some work too hard but still suffer
Not even a bread to eat with the butter
Still they reassure us, life gets better
O Never!
You follow their talks,you stay poor forEVER
Live by their rules? NEVER!
Listen!
You do what you gotta do....just reason
You don't always get what you want....season
There'd be no theft....no prison
Life is a journey....not a mission...
806 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2014 3:47pm
2nd Jun 2014 3:47pm
THAT GIRL
this is about a girl in my class....
I catch her stealing glances at lecture
She's on my team in any class group fixture
I can almost see her walk to me in the near future
Just to say hi
With a big smile...Yes!
I know she wants to
Same with me too...but!
I wear wear the finest clothing
She's on the funniest clothes
I sit in the back with the real boys
She plays amongst the church girls
I got swagg
She sells bags ... after class
I drive
She rides ... on a bike
Now you see why??
Why I can't walk to...
I catch her stealing glances at lecture
She's on my team in any class group fixture
I can almost see her walk to me in the near future
Just to say hi
With a big smile...Yes!
I know she wants to
Same with me too...but!
I wear wear the finest clothing
She's on the funniest clothes
I sit in the back with the real boys
She plays amongst the church girls
I got swagg
She sells bags ... after class
I drive
She rides ... on a bike
Now you see why??
Why I can't walk to...
672 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Jun 2014 5:59pm
1st Jun 2014 5:59pm
What happened LAST NIGHT
She walked in looking all glittery in purple
My vision turn black and white like kindle
My thought run wild and fade like ripples
I kept all to myself cos I don't mingle
Call it Ego, insult isn't something I can't handle
. then,
I woke today with a red eye
Realising I slept by the bed side
With bottles around that read ice
Water all over soaked with dead mice
So confused I decided to rise
Only to find im PARALIZED...
My vision turn black and white like kindle
My thought run wild and fade like ripples
I kept all to myself cos I don't mingle
Call it Ego, insult isn't something I can't handle
. then,
I woke today with a red eye
Realising I slept by the bed side
With bottles around that read ice
Water all over soaked with dead mice
So confused I decided to rise
Only to find im PARALIZED...
705 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st May 2014 12:10pm
31st May 2014 12:10pm
A WAY OUT
Our guys are helpless
With all the degrees their jobless
So they talk less
But are reckless
They do everything like they careless
and yeah! they feel less
Protocol over hardwork
Making our world a nightmare
Full of bad air
Our pockets...they spell bare
We switch to the café to catch wealth
The only way out is to cook spells
Throwing human parts into bloody wells
Just to live well
We are lost but we can't see
Sitting by our luggage before a dead sea
Decieved by the same people we gave seats
Now we are...
With all the degrees their jobless
So they talk less
But are reckless
They do everything like they careless
and yeah! they feel less
Protocol over hardwork
Making our world a nightmare
Full of bad air
Our pockets...they spell bare
We switch to the café to catch wealth
The only way out is to cook spells
Throwing human parts into bloody wells
Just to live well
We are lost but we can't see
Sitting by our luggage before a dead sea
Decieved by the same people we gave seats
Now we are...
856 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Apr 2014 1:23am
30th Apr 2014 1:23am
Black Magic
Struggled to sleep
Started dreaming before I slept
Nightmare in a lonely home
Why is everything so dark??
I can't see their faces yet they speak to me
They offered meat
I was forced to eat
The bone so sharp they cut
Then she turned into a cat
This has to be a dream!!!
I tried to run
Absolutely void and dark
I've got to wake!
But it seem real
Where the heck am I???
Fear,grief,sorrow
Mixed feelings
I strained to look
I looked harder
OMG...i just ate human flesh
GOD!!!
I wanted to...
Started dreaming before I slept
Nightmare in a lonely home
Why is everything so dark??
I can't see their faces yet they speak to me
They offered meat
I was forced to eat
The bone so sharp they cut
Then she turned into a cat
This has to be a dream!!!
I tried to run
Absolutely void and dark
I've got to wake!
But it seem real
Where the heck am I???
Fear,grief,sorrow
Mixed feelings
I strained to look
I looked harder
OMG...i just ate human flesh
GOD!!!
I wanted to...
756 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Apr 2014 8:26pm
28th Apr 2014 8:26pm
love TOKEN
Heartbroken and confused
Left in the dark,emmotionally abused
A certain smile,from an uncertain situation
Suddenly floating in a pool of elation.
I was heartbroken,now not broken
Repaired by a beautiful love TOKEN
Sorrow in reflection
Joy a matter-of-course.
One person...changed my life
One reason...to be happy
One feeling..fills my heart
. You are the ONE
. My love TOKEN
Left in the dark,emmotionally abused
A certain smile,from an uncertain situation
Suddenly floating in a pool of elation.
I was heartbroken,now not broken
Repaired by a beautiful love TOKEN
Sorrow in reflection
Joy a matter-of-course.
One person...changed my life
One reason...to be happy
One feeling..fills my heart
. You are the ONE
. My love TOKEN
626 reads
2 Comments
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