Submissions by gragaith6
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Like to write about all topics
For my Daughter
Feeling so worthless
Feeling so down
with nothing to bring my mood around
Every night I have these vivid dreams of you
we were playing our game,just me and you,our game peek-a-boo.
I know you have always loved that game,
anytime I think about it;it makes me go insane.
When you were you born,you helped save my life
helped me with my strife;prevented me from being a lowlife.
When your mother took you away
I sat and I cried all damn day.
With no one to cry with, or vent my pain
I will never know the answers, even if I rattle my brain
Feeling...
Feeling so down
with nothing to bring my mood around
Every night I have these vivid dreams of you
we were playing our game,just me and you,our game peek-a-boo.
I know you have always loved that game,
anytime I think about it;it makes me go insane.
When you were you born,you helped save my life
helped me with my strife;prevented me from being a lowlife.
When your mother took you away
I sat and I cried all damn day.
With no one to cry with, or vent my pain
I will never know the answers, even if I rattle my brain
Feeling...
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Beast of Sin
From the sky to the trees from the mountains within
There is a creature known as The Beast of Sin
Stomping through thickets and walking through leaves
destroying everything that needs to breathe
He is a creature of death, The Beast of Sin
And only through violence, he is sure to win
Usually he lies dormant in the mountains within
but someone has awakened him, let his rage begin.
Seeing a human makes him loose sight
he will be hunting and slaying all day and all night.
His hatred for man begins showing
His passion for death starts overflowing...
There is a creature known as The Beast of Sin
Stomping through thickets and walking through leaves
destroying everything that needs to breathe
He is a creature of death, The Beast of Sin
And only through violence, he is sure to win
Usually he lies dormant in the mountains within
but someone has awakened him, let his rage begin.
Seeing a human makes him loose sight
he will be hunting and slaying all day and all night.
His hatred for man begins showing
His passion for death starts overflowing...
995 reads
2 Comments
This is for the guy who talked shit about my Tree poem
1074 reads
7 Comments
My Brother
Once we were friends, while we were still young
we used to hang out everyday and all year long
We always had our differences and occasionally fought
that was just us, because that is how we were taught
You were always one my good friends
and we always said we'd stay friends,to the very end.
We were always hanging out, a friendship so true
nothing could break the bond between me and you.
As many years went by
they went right before our eyes
Our bond continued to expand and grow
and then it eventually started to show.
How much the...
we used to hang out everyday and all year long
We always had our differences and occasionally fought
that was just us, because that is how we were taught
You were always one my good friends
and we always said we'd stay friends,to the very end.
We were always hanging out, a friendship so true
nothing could break the bond between me and you.
As many years went by
they went right before our eyes
Our bond continued to expand and grow
and then it eventually started to show.
How much the...
869 reads
1 Comment
Out of Darkness
993 reads
3 Comments
Poem of Violence
1038 reads
1 Comment
The Green Douglas Fir Tree
The green Douglas fir tree so lush and fine,
leaving behind, the fresh minty aroma, and taste of pine
The Fir Tree swings, in the gentle December breeze
blowing the white fluffy snow gently against the tree.
The warm evening sun, casting a shadow, on the tree
giving it a gentle warm comfort of ease.
The soft gentle breeze continues to blow against the tree
and the aroma of the pine, flows with ease.
The soft gentle breeze continues whirl and wheeze
until it scatters it needles, in the December Eve spreading its seeds among the other patch of...
leaving behind, the fresh minty aroma, and taste of pine
The Fir Tree swings, in the gentle December breeze
blowing the white fluffy snow gently against the tree.
The warm evening sun, casting a shadow, on the tree
giving it a gentle warm comfort of ease.
The soft gentle breeze continues to blow against the tree
and the aroma of the pine, flows with ease.
The soft gentle breeze continues whirl and wheeze
until it scatters it needles, in the December Eve spreading its seeds among the other patch of...
1631 reads
5 Comments
Short poem of Death
742 reads
1 Comment
Terror at a Mall
807 reads
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Cherish
I will cherish what we had
for you to run,it makes me mad
this breaks my heart, it makes it ache
I knew this love had to be fake
You came on back admitting your mistake,
You knew my heart was yours to take
You act like your depressed and so damn sad
that you had to throw away everything we had
I will cherish what we had
for you to run, it makes me mad
You run from me like I am a terrorizing Bee
But remember your not me
You think I am so mean and full of hate
You think this now, but just you wait
I might go crazy, I might go insane ...
for you to run,it makes me mad
this breaks my heart, it makes it ache
I knew this love had to be fake
You came on back admitting your mistake,
You knew my heart was yours to take
You act like your depressed and so damn sad
that you had to throw away everything we had
I will cherish what we had
for you to run, it makes me mad
You run from me like I am a terrorizing Bee
But remember your not me
You think I am so mean and full of hate
You think this now, but just you wait
I might go crazy, I might go insane ...
842 reads
2 Comments
World So Bright but empty of Light
823 reads
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My twisted Piece
832 reads
3 Comments
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