Submissions by creoleladyred
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I recently rediscovered my niche in the Poetry world. I used to write when I was younger but then stopped. Now I am back and looking forward to sharing my work!
All I ask
You and me, have come upon year #3
We have experienced so many entities and obscenities within that timeframe.
Unable to tame your beastly ways, put me in a purple haze, purple as the bruises in my heart from it being torn apart by your claws, but those same claws, mend it and reshape it, bruising being a part of healing. Then it's ripped again. I try over and over again to be "out there" again, even tried the online thing.
But..nothing ever resulted because nothing can break me from you. I miss you. The old you, the REAL you. All these parasitic people...
We have experienced so many entities and obscenities within that timeframe.
Unable to tame your beastly ways, put me in a purple haze, purple as the bruises in my heart from it being torn apart by your claws, but those same claws, mend it and reshape it, bruising being a part of healing. Then it's ripped again. I try over and over again to be "out there" again, even tried the online thing.
But..nothing ever resulted because nothing can break me from you. I miss you. The old you, the REAL you. All these parasitic people...
702 reads
1 Comment
Waterfalls
1419 reads
3 Comments
Miss Voluptuous
1070 reads
2 Comments
Tears Down My Face
As these tears stream down my face, they leave a trace of pain, anguish, distinguished from the aches and multiple breaks of my heart.
This heart, used to be hardened, never wanting to be burdened by the symptoms of being in love. Then it happened.
Twice.
Grabbed me like a vice grip. I wish it wasn't so stubborn and slip from her grasp. I was able to take it from him, although he and I will always stay by each other's side but never to rise above friendship. Our relationship is past-tense, as sometimes I want what we had back immensely, I have to keep myself back,...
This heart, used to be hardened, never wanting to be burdened by the symptoms of being in love. Then it happened.
Twice.
Grabbed me like a vice grip. I wish it wasn't so stubborn and slip from her grasp. I was able to take it from him, although he and I will always stay by each other's side but never to rise above friendship. Our relationship is past-tense, as sometimes I want what we had back immensely, I have to keep myself back,...
746 reads
0 Comments
Bleeding
877 reads
3 Comments
Surprise!!!
1229 reads
5 Comments
Deception
809 reads
0 Comments
Sadistic Pt3-My Punishment
887 reads
0 Comments
Conflict-freestyle
713 reads
2 Comments
Rain
1118 reads
6 Comments
Betrayal-feelings about an independent rapper who's head got big
963 reads
7 Comments
Pansexuality
1531 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by creoleladyred