Submissions by ifsheonlyknew
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Who needs sleep when you can stay up all night writing poetry? ;)
LOVE POEM
Published
14th May 2014 2:38pm
14th May 2014 2:38pm
A Break
Wonder
Investigate
Question
Analyze
Assume
Think
Overthink
Obsess
Fester
Distrust
Forcing myself to take a break.
Investigate
Question
Analyze
Assume
Think
Overthink
Obsess
Fester
Distrust
Forcing myself to take a break.
886 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th May 2014 8:17pm
12th May 2014 8:17pm
Urges
I want to cuss someone out when I get pissed off.
I want to drink too much,
Try some drugs,
Fuck someone I don't love.
(Not necessarily in that order.)
I want to disappoint someone.
I want to know that someone cares enough to be disappointed.
It's exhausting being "Mr. Nice Guy" all of the time.
I don't want to be boring and predictable.
Just for a little while.
I want to drink too much,
Try some drugs,
Fuck someone I don't love.
(Not necessarily in that order.)
I want to disappoint someone.
I want to know that someone cares enough to be disappointed.
It's exhausting being "Mr. Nice Guy" all of the time.
I don't want to be boring and predictable.
Just for a little while.
1058 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th May 2014 3:36pm
6th May 2014 3:36pm
Dark Bars and Rock and Roll
You never find it if you're looking for it.
It happens in the least likely of places.
Our eyes met from across the bar,
and you ran to me.
Crashing into me with a warm embrace.
A smile is my reflex.
I remember the first time you brought me here.
Music blaring, making me lean closer to you to talk.
Like life was giving me a shove in the right direction.
And now we are back, Rock still thumping.
The bass pounding in my chest with my heartbeat.
We go up to the stage to watch the band.
Dancing, swaying, the energy surging through everyone....
It happens in the least likely of places.
Our eyes met from across the bar,
and you ran to me.
Crashing into me with a warm embrace.
A smile is my reflex.
I remember the first time you brought me here.
Music blaring, making me lean closer to you to talk.
Like life was giving me a shove in the right direction.
And now we are back, Rock still thumping.
The bass pounding in my chest with my heartbeat.
We go up to the stage to watch the band.
Dancing, swaying, the energy surging through everyone....
1081 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st May 2014 8:28pm
1st May 2014 8:28pm
The Right Words
If I could only find the right words
to explain how emotionally messed up I am feeling this instant,
this would be a pretty epic poem.
Probably the best that I've never written.
Sorry to waste your time with this one.
to explain how emotionally messed up I am feeling this instant,
this would be a pretty epic poem.
Probably the best that I've never written.
Sorry to waste your time with this one.
1036 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2014 2:38pm
30th Apr 2014 2:38pm
Talking to You (In my Head)
Declaring my love
Divulging my deepest, darkest secrets
Offering a shoulder to cry on
Giving a hug for encouragement
Laughing, lots of laughing
Sometimes questioning
Confronting
Crying
But always
I love you
Divulging my deepest, darkest secrets
Offering a shoulder to cry on
Giving a hug for encouragement
Laughing, lots of laughing
Sometimes questioning
Confronting
Crying
But always
I love you
1304 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 1:54pm
4th Apr 2014 1:54pm
Sunshine on a Rainy Day
Another long week coming to an end.
It's cloudy, cold, wet.
Sitting in my office,
fingers punching away at my keyboard.
Another day chasing that dollar.
My mood, like the weather, is... blah.
Then I think of you.
Your smile and sparkling eyes!
Another minute fantasizing.
Holding hands, stealing a kiss.
Talking, laughing, touching.
Time stops.
Another instant catching myself grinning.
Alone, but not.
You are on my mind, always.
And you brighten the dreary days.
It's cloudy, cold, wet.
Sitting in my office,
fingers punching away at my keyboard.
Another day chasing that dollar.
My mood, like the weather, is... blah.
Then I think of you.
Your smile and sparkling eyes!
Another minute fantasizing.
Holding hands, stealing a kiss.
Talking, laughing, touching.
Time stops.
Another instant catching myself grinning.
Alone, but not.
You are on my mind, always.
And you brighten the dreary days.
1291 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2014 11:20pm
22nd Mar 2014 11:20pm
Tonight it's Just for Me
1358 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2014 10:42pm
22nd Mar 2014 10:42pm
The Right Knight
I feel for the "good guys."
Considering myself to be one of them.
We gladly go out of our way
To make sure the women in our lives want for nothing.
We do it for our mothers, sisters, friends, wives.
We even do it for strangers.
We don't ask for recognition.
But we hope that our kindness is appreciated.
And when it comes to finding a relationship,
We are the ones who hear the broken record the loudest:
"There just aren't any good men."
We're right here!
Where is it written that good guys must be banned to...
Considering myself to be one of them.
We gladly go out of our way
To make sure the women in our lives want for nothing.
We do it for our mothers, sisters, friends, wives.
We even do it for strangers.
We don't ask for recognition.
But we hope that our kindness is appreciated.
And when it comes to finding a relationship,
We are the ones who hear the broken record the loudest:
"There just aren't any good men."
We're right here!
Where is it written that good guys must be banned to...
1122 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 1:07am
10th Mar 2014 1:07am
A Tough Girl
I want a tough girl.
She knows what she wants.
She won't take shit from anyone.
She's been through hard times,
But she's a survivor.
She's an independent woman.
Works hard for what she has.
Doesn't take handouts.
Has no regrets.
But she will let her guard down,
Share her deepest secrets.
Confide in me.
Trust in me.
And I would do the same,
Lower my gates,
Let her in,
See me as the man that I let few others know.
We both built walls, but we tear them down for each other.
That's how I will be different. ...
She knows what she wants.
She won't take shit from anyone.
She's been through hard times,
But she's a survivor.
She's an independent woman.
Works hard for what she has.
Doesn't take handouts.
Has no regrets.
But she will let her guard down,
Share her deepest secrets.
Confide in me.
Trust in me.
And I would do the same,
Lower my gates,
Let her in,
See me as the man that I let few others know.
We both built walls, but we tear them down for each other.
That's how I will be different. ...
1453 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Feb 2014 4:08pm
25th Feb 2014 4:08pm
Of Love and Anxiety
We are friends,
You care about me and
I care about You.
When we are together I'm at ease.
We talk, share, explore, enjoy.
Perfection.
But why can't I sleep?
My mind races with images
of You talking, sharing, exploring, enjoying...
with someone else,
and no evidence to its truth.
Jealousy.
My thoughts run in circles.
She cares about me,
she doesn't really.
She loves me,
she loves me not.
Repetition.
The battle rages on throughout the night.
Sleep only comes when love is victorious. ...
You care about me and
I care about You.
When we are together I'm at ease.
We talk, share, explore, enjoy.
Perfection.
But why can't I sleep?
My mind races with images
of You talking, sharing, exploring, enjoying...
with someone else,
and no evidence to its truth.
Jealousy.
My thoughts run in circles.
She cares about me,
she doesn't really.
She loves me,
she loves me not.
Repetition.
The battle rages on throughout the night.
Sleep only comes when love is victorious. ...
1472 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 9:33pm
6th Feb 2014 9:33pm
Glasgow Smile
Our eyes meet, and it's happening again.
She returns the grin, her lips glistening.
She's done this many times before,
knows that she's caught her prey.
What is it about her that triggers this reflex?
Does she know I'm falling?
I am well aware of the others,
The victims she draws in with her dance.
They didn't stand a chance,
left lifeless on the side of the road.
I know, but I let her continue.
And the cuts fucking hurt.
She returns the grin, her lips glistening.
She's done this many times before,
knows that she's caught her prey.
What is it about her that triggers this reflex?
Does she know I'm falling?
I am well aware of the others,
The victims she draws in with her dance.
They didn't stand a chance,
left lifeless on the side of the road.
I know, but I let her continue.
And the cuts fucking hurt.
946 reads
7 Comments
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