Submissions by happytobehumble
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I began writing poetry almost 2 years ago, and I find it as a great escape from people. I say let the imaginiation come alive, MTV killed it all.
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Nov 2011 2:01pm
10th Nov 2011 2:01pm
Thank You For Your Time
A plastic memory
and synthetic kindness
Bowls of empathy left empty
with a sip of common decency left behind.
I took that small drink to rid myself of cotton mouth
caused by your vague hits of poorly answered questions
that stab and swim around the back of my mind like the parasite
That love has become.
Thank you for your time
and synthetic kindness
Bowls of empathy left empty
with a sip of common decency left behind.
I took that small drink to rid myself of cotton mouth
caused by your vague hits of poorly answered questions
that stab and swim around the back of my mind like the parasite
That love has become.
Thank you for your time
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Nov 2011 1:57pm
10th Nov 2011 1:57pm
Ms. America
Seman stains the face of Ms. America
The pretty face in the magazine
Pages stick together
Like the unfamilar bond of a steady relationship
The pretty face in the magazine
Pages stick together
Like the unfamilar bond of a steady relationship
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd May 2011 4:58pm
23rd May 2011 4:58pm
Homeless Animal
The animal is restless
Looking for water
a muddy puddle is the best
That he can find to clench his thirst
The animal is hungry
Looking for food
a rotten carcass is the best
That he can find to stop his hunger
Victim? Hunt or be hunted
Its nature
For a homeless man
Sure
Looking for water
a muddy puddle is the best
That he can find to clench his thirst
The animal is hungry
Looking for food
a rotten carcass is the best
That he can find to stop his hunger
Victim? Hunt or be hunted
Its nature
For a homeless man
Sure
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th May 2011 4:03pm
19th May 2011 4:03pm
Just Afraid
Broken mirrors, and butterflies
When its time to face it, I hide
I'm not ashamed of that
I'm just afraid
Broken thoughts, and an even broker man
a shadow of that, who I can be
But a guidance, a guidance
a voice, that I just SOOO love to hear
it makes me smile, and come out of my shell
I'm no longer afraid to die
C'mon, send me to hell
If I love her, If I love him
What does it all matter?
I can cry, and cry
But it never feels any better
When its time to face it, I hide
I'm not ashamed of that
I'm just afraid
Broken thoughts, and an even broker man
a shadow of that, who I can be
But a guidance, a guidance
a voice, that I just SOOO love to hear
it makes me smile, and come out of my shell
I'm no longer afraid to die
C'mon, send me to hell
If I love her, If I love him
What does it all matter?
I can cry, and cry
But it never feels any better
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DARK POEM
Published
19th May 2011 3:56pm
19th May 2011 3:56pm
Again? Really?
Again? Really?
Isn't this just getting?
I'm so tired of you
You don't care
Your cold
Again? Really?
Don't you see that all you do is hurt?
You've never appologized
But yet
We have
Again? Really?
Your not talking to me!?
I just voiced an opinion
and yeah... I think your wrong
You misunderstood what I said
Again?Really?
You stupid cunt
Just sit back and listen
If you so much as say one word
I'll slit your throat
Again?Really?
Yeah!
Really!
I'm not afraid...
Isn't this just getting?
I'm so tired of you
You don't care
Your cold
Again? Really?
Don't you see that all you do is hurt?
You've never appologized
But yet
We have
Again? Really?
Your not talking to me!?
I just voiced an opinion
and yeah... I think your wrong
You misunderstood what I said
Again?Really?
You stupid cunt
Just sit back and listen
If you so much as say one word
I'll slit your throat
Again?Really?
Yeah!
Really!
I'm not afraid...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th May 2011 5:13pm
6th May 2011 5:13pm
Bored and Alone
I'm tired
Alone
Sitting still
Again
It rings, It rings
I pick it up
Hoping its someone
dumbly wishing its love
But false hope
The only kind thats real
Has come into the light again
Oh, How good it feels
False promises
and misleading thoughts
Took me somewhere
Brought me lots
I'm stuck by myself
with the song on repeat
Bored, and
Looking for someone to meet
Alone
Sitting still
Again
It rings, It rings
I pick it up
Hoping its someone
dumbly wishing its love
But false hope
The only kind thats real
Has come into the light again
Oh, How good it feels
False promises
and misleading thoughts
Took me somewhere
Brought me lots
I'm stuck by myself
with the song on repeat
Bored, and
Looking for someone to meet
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2011 2:12pm
4th May 2011 2:12pm
Do It Yourself
Frustrations build
Temptation kills
I see your face
and I go crazy
It feels so good
Not as good
It feels so good
Not as good as you
Like a pat on the back
From myself
Much rather have love
What about you?
You laughed
I was a joke
I do it myself
all I need is a stroke
It feels so good
Not as good
It feels so good
Not as good as you
Temptation kills
I see your face
and I go crazy
It feels so good
Not as good
It feels so good
Not as good as you
Like a pat on the back
From myself
Much rather have love
What about you?
You laughed
I was a joke
I do it myself
all I need is a stroke
It feels so good
Not as good
It feels so good
Not as good as you
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th May 2011 2:12pm
4th May 2011 2:12pm
Screamo
I balance my thoughts
To see what ones really matter
I soon learn to fear
What really matters
I cannot help
Nor do I try
I live quite fast
and learn how to die
Misunderstood?
I guess so
Misunderstood?
If it makes me cool
Hah
Hah
Hah
These songs I hear
That emphasize sad as 'in'
Listen to misguided words
Where do I begin?
Misunderstood?
I guess so
Misunderstood?
If it makes me cool
Hah
Hah
Hah
To see what ones really matter
I soon learn to fear
What really matters
I cannot help
Nor do I try
I live quite fast
and learn how to die
Misunderstood?
I guess so
Misunderstood?
If it makes me cool
Hah
Hah
Hah
These songs I hear
That emphasize sad as 'in'
Listen to misguided words
Where do I begin?
Misunderstood?
I guess so
Misunderstood?
If it makes me cool
Hah
Hah
Hah
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Apr 2011 4:09pm
29th Apr 2011 4:09pm
We're In Love
I refuse to sink
I sit and think
I'd love to
I'd love to
But I don't wanna be
Something else
I wanna roll around
In the grass
I wanna waste my time
and hold your hand
I'd love to
I'd love yo
But I don't wanna be
Something else
So we joke, and jump
We laugh, and hump
We do whatever it is
To make stuff up
So we joke, and jump
We laugh, and hump
We do whatever it is
To make stuff up
We laugh and fall
We hug, we lol
Txt speek is fun
and so are you
So we joke,...
I sit and think
I'd love to
I'd love to
But I don't wanna be
Something else
I wanna roll around
In the grass
I wanna waste my time
and hold your hand
I'd love to
I'd love yo
But I don't wanna be
Something else
So we joke, and jump
We laugh, and hump
We do whatever it is
To make stuff up
So we joke, and jump
We laugh, and hump
We do whatever it is
To make stuff up
We laugh and fall
We hug, we lol
Txt speek is fun
and so are you
So we joke,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Apr 2011 4:08pm
29th Apr 2011 4:08pm
Melody
The beautiful boy
Strucked by pain
Empathy screamed
Out her name
"Melody"
"Melody"
"Melody"
He drew out his tears
Down his face
Never ever, ever
Leaving this place
Still calling out, for
"Melody"
"Melody"
"Melody"
Friends Forlorn, and Cynical
Help the pain, just a little
Friends Forlorn, and Cynical
Help the pain, just a little
But the tears, made it hard to see
and Empathy continued to scream
For
...
Strucked by pain
Empathy screamed
Out her name
"Melody"
"Melody"
"Melody"
He drew out his tears
Down his face
Never ever, ever
Leaving this place
Still calling out, for
"Melody"
"Melody"
"Melody"
Friends Forlorn, and Cynical
Help the pain, just a little
Friends Forlorn, and Cynical
Help the pain, just a little
But the tears, made it hard to see
and Empathy continued to scream
For
...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2011 2:12pm
28th Apr 2011 2:12pm
It Was Forlorn
It was Forlorn
Hopeless
It was Forlorn
Marked by it
In all means
By deffinition
Given up
It was Forlorn
Hopeless
It was Forlorn
Marked by it
He sat in his bed
Crying till red
Praying turns
To screaming
Screaming to dead
Screaming to dead
It was Forlorn
Better than a pest
It was Forlorn
Better off dead
Hopeless
It was Forlorn
Marked by it
In all means
By deffinition
Given up
It was Forlorn
Hopeless
It was Forlorn
Marked by it
He sat in his bed
Crying till red
Praying turns
To screaming
Screaming to dead
Screaming to dead
It was Forlorn
Better than a pest
It was Forlorn
Better off dead
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Apr 2011 2:11pm
28th Apr 2011 2:11pm
My Name Is Cynical
I've seen this coming
My day of rest
My only, third attempt
to end all of this
I put the razor
So close to my skin
and begin to cut
a puddle of red
I hear it drip
drip, drop
I hear it fall
drip, drop
a very quiet noise
to most
but to me
It explodes
Loud, vigorous
blasting in
Not caring
Who hears
Makes me think
Of the future
I'm excited
Still pessimistic
When the day is done
The glass is half full
What a crock of shit
Call me 'Cynical'
Bereaved and...
My day of rest
My only, third attempt
to end all of this
I put the razor
So close to my skin
and begin to cut
a puddle of red
I hear it drip
drip, drop
I hear it fall
drip, drop
a very quiet noise
to most
but to me
It explodes
Loud, vigorous
blasting in
Not caring
Who hears
Makes me think
Of the future
I'm excited
Still pessimistic
When the day is done
The glass is half full
What a crock of shit
Call me 'Cynical'
Bereaved and...
767 reads
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