Submissions by devpuma (Devin Welker)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
My Family Is A Drum Kit.
My family Is A Drum Kit.
I am the high hat
Which has to be forced
Close to be quiet
My dad is the bass drum
Everything he says
Comes as a boom and everyone hears it
My mom is the nuts
And bolts that holds
Us all together
My brother is the cymbals
Who can go on
As long as he wants
My Family Is A Drum Kit.
I am the high hat
Which has to be forced
Close to be quiet
My dad is the bass drum
Everything he says
Comes as a boom and everyone hears it
My mom is the nuts
And bolts that holds
Us all together
My brother is the cymbals
Who can go on
As long as he wants
My Family Is A Drum Kit.
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Music
The feeling when you go on that stage is like nothing you will ever feel ever again. Its one of those times where you sit back and think to yourself that this is what your going to do for a long time. Im talking about music, a lot of peoples get away from the troubles of life, its probably one of the best ways to get away from the troubles, you go numb from the feel of the deep rich bass, losing feeling of all reality around you and the only thing you can think about is the next verse, you're not thinking about the grade you got on that test that you didn't study for, you're not thinking...
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Love
Love is a strange thing
You can hear it when birds sing
You can feel it when the sun rises
When you're in love there's constantly surprises
Love comes at you like a freight train
You better believe there will be some pain
But if you love one another then you can get through the trials
Because love can go for miles and miles
The way you look at someone and they look back the same
When they look at you and just smile and repeat your name
That to some is what love truly is
You can hear it when birds sing
You can feel it when the sun rises
When you're in love there's constantly surprises
Love comes at you like a freight train
You better believe there will be some pain
But if you love one another then you can get through the trials
Because love can go for miles and miles
The way you look at someone and they look back the same
When they look at you and just smile and repeat your name
That to some is what love truly is
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The climb
We all wake up with this feeling of wanting to please someone or ourselves, but what happens when you cant,? What happens when you reach the end of the road and there's no more turns? What happens if at the end of the road there is a drop off so deep you could never see the bottom no matter how close you think you get, I have an idea of what its like, I think I've been there before and here's what you have to do, you have to find you're rock don't let anybody try to bring you down into the great abyss we all call Depression, because once they bring you down into it, good luck on getting out...
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Addiction
One of his favorite lines in poetry is, “maybe being drug free has less to do with addiction and more to do with sanity.”
Because when were at our outing
Someone at home is shouting
Feeling like there is no one there
So why the hell should he care?
The boy walks into the bathroom and sees
All the pills prescribed for me
And decides maybe I won’t maybe I will
Take a couple or just one pill
But by his conscience he was warned
Boy you’re death will soon be mourned
But he didn’t listen
He grabs a handful of pills and a beer from the...
Because when were at our outing
Someone at home is shouting
Feeling like there is no one there
So why the hell should he care?
The boy walks into the bathroom and sees
All the pills prescribed for me
And decides maybe I won’t maybe I will
Take a couple or just one pill
But by his conscience he was warned
Boy you’re death will soon be mourned
But he didn’t listen
He grabs a handful of pills and a beer from the...
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