Submissions by kerriesweets210 (Sweets210)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
For Robert. (a poem for my step father)
When I cry
and Mom is asleep,
I can see
the discomfort
behind his stubbly
half smile.
But he'll listen,
whether I need
to talk or scream.
He'd rather
spare my pain
than spare
his own unease.
He knows
that's what his
daughter needs.
When I'm laughing,
and he thinks
I'm not looking,
His cheshire smile
spreads across
the planes of his
wiser than his years face.
With those eyes
that seem to know
everything without
you having to say a word.
I can see it ...
and Mom is asleep,
I can see
the discomfort
behind his stubbly
half smile.
But he'll listen,
whether I need
to talk or scream.
He'd rather
spare my pain
than spare
his own unease.
He knows
that's what his
daughter needs.
When I'm laughing,
and he thinks
I'm not looking,
His cheshire smile
spreads across
the planes of his
wiser than his years face.
With those eyes
that seem to know
everything without
you having to say a word.
I can see it ...
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Ill never love another lover the way I loved her...
His eyes
so brown
and beautiful
that should be enough,
but for a broken
down poet like me?
It will never be
good enough,
just enough,
a little too much.
Lingering on his
body with every touch.
Why wont
his skin
make me feel again?!
Memories of
wandering between the
cello shape
of her body,
more perfect
than in the magazines.
The taste
of her inner thighs
held so many lies,
waiting for the truth
to arrive,
waiting for
her emotions
to arise,
hoping to find
some love in...
so brown
and beautiful
that should be enough,
but for a broken
down poet like me?
It will never be
good enough,
just enough,
a little too much.
Lingering on his
body with every touch.
Why wont
his skin
make me feel again?!
Memories of
wandering between the
cello shape
of her body,
more perfect
than in the magazines.
The taste
of her inner thighs
held so many lies,
waiting for the truth
to arrive,
waiting for
her emotions
to arise,
hoping to find
some love in...
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a letter to my baby brother.
Up until July 17, 2013
I didn't believe
perfection existed.
Your blue eyes,
so curious
with a look
that seemed
to just wander
and wonder
and put me
at ease.
Looking into those
eyes, I knew then
that everything
would finally be okay
there would be no more pain.
The dimples in your rosy cheeks
and the curve of
your full face smile
told me I could finally let go.
Your little hand
wrapped around
my finger and
mended my poor heart.
And though you may
not ever understand why
I love you so...
I didn't believe
perfection existed.
Your blue eyes,
so curious
with a look
that seemed
to just wander
and wonder
and put me
at ease.
Looking into those
eyes, I knew then
that everything
would finally be okay
there would be no more pain.
The dimples in your rosy cheeks
and the curve of
your full face smile
told me I could finally let go.
Your little hand
wrapped around
my finger and
mended my poor heart.
And though you may
not ever understand why
I love you so...
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Siarena.
Oh, how
your vanilla skin
used to seduce
my senses,
the golden
caramel
tint
drawing me
in
and
in
and
in.
oh,
that soft
plush wicked grin.
How I wish to
forget the
mockery you
made of me
and only
remember
the lilac
of your eye shadow,
with
streaks of gold here
or there,
or everywhere.
The curve of your
lips and
the sight
of your
bare mid drift.
Oh, the longing
I feel to
forget
every time you
lied
when you said
"I love...
your vanilla skin
used to seduce
my senses,
the golden
caramel
tint
drawing me
in
and
in
and
in.
oh,
that soft
plush wicked grin.
How I wish to
forget the
mockery you
made of me
and only
remember
the lilac
of your eye shadow,
with
streaks of gold here
or there,
or everywhere.
The curve of your
lips and
the sight
of your
bare mid drift.
Oh, the longing
I feel to
forget
every time you
lied
when you said
"I love...
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Forget
(kinda old, recently published on du fb page)
Forget me not my sweet kisses. forget me not my hair. forget me not my sweet song. forget me the fool who loved you so. Forget me not my bright blue eyes. Forget me not my sweet mouth. forget me not my awaiting thighs. forget me the puppet in your show. Forget me not my vivacious ways. forget me not My brilliant mind. forget me not my tender loving embrace. forget me the poor idiot, who gave you my heart and soul.
Forget me not my sweet kisses. forget me not my hair. forget me not my sweet song. forget me the fool who loved you so. Forget me not my bright blue eyes. Forget me not my sweet mouth. forget me not my awaiting thighs. forget me the puppet in your show. Forget me not my vivacious ways. forget me not My brilliant mind. forget me not my tender loving embrace. forget me the poor idiot, who gave you my heart and soul.
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Limbo (3 word inspiration/previous forum post)
I can see the mare galloping in the distance
I can see the wind blowing through the grass
In a beautiful sea of green and gold
But i cannot feel it
I cannot breathe it in
The movement is false
disappointment stabs me
Like a needle to the heart
I look all around searching for your face
I scream your name but you cannot hear me
Im all alone
In limbo...
I can see the wind blowing through the grass
In a beautiful sea of green and gold
But i cannot feel it
I cannot breathe it in
The movement is false
disappointment stabs me
Like a needle to the heart
I look all around searching for your face
I scream your name but you cannot hear me
Im all alone
In limbo...
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Poetry.
Ive sat writing, typing, imagining
for all these years
poem after poem
bringing solace to
those who have
found a comfort
or a familiarity
in my work.
yet what have I gained?
putting my memories
and pain into words
creating what
most call "art"
But I still live in my childish fears
still cry behind closed doors
still fight the same battle
everyday...
I was told writing
was a form of therapy
and though creative
im still weak...
using my pains
and frustrations
to create poetry
to...
for all these years
poem after poem
bringing solace to
those who have
found a comfort
or a familiarity
in my work.
yet what have I gained?
putting my memories
and pain into words
creating what
most call "art"
But I still live in my childish fears
still cry behind closed doors
still fight the same battle
everyday...
I was told writing
was a form of therapy
and though creative
im still weak...
using my pains
and frustrations
to create poetry
to...
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emotionally emotionless.
Im so tired of chasing.
who Im not, who I am,
who I thought Id be...
So tired of dreaming,
of places so far away
of fears I thought Id long forgotten.
So tired of crying
over nothing,
over everything,
over anything.
So tired of being so
emotionally...emotionless,
numb and alive all at once.
Its chaotic in this mind of mine
stuck in the whirlwinds
of memories and thoughts.
I swear my brain never shuts up.
i just want silence, just a moment of clarity
just for a second, I wish I wouldnt have to be... me.
who Im not, who I am,
who I thought Id be...
So tired of dreaming,
of places so far away
of fears I thought Id long forgotten.
So tired of crying
over nothing,
over everything,
over anything.
So tired of being so
emotionally...emotionless,
numb and alive all at once.
Its chaotic in this mind of mine
stuck in the whirlwinds
of memories and thoughts.
I swear my brain never shuts up.
i just want silence, just a moment of clarity
just for a second, I wish I wouldnt have to be... me.
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saving grace
There I was dying inside
feeling passed over
forgotten & used up
All out of love
With no where to hide
And then there you were.
through watery eyes
And tear stained cheeks
Somehow you saw me
And when I looked
Into your eyes I knew
I was finished
I was done in
I was gunna fall in love again
but this time felt so different
That first kiss ill never forget
Under the moon light and the stars
I was scared I knew it wouldn't be long
Before you noticed my scars
Your eyes are deep like that
It's like they can see...
feeling passed over
forgotten & used up
All out of love
With no where to hide
And then there you were.
through watery eyes
And tear stained cheeks
Somehow you saw me
And when I looked
Into your eyes I knew
I was finished
I was done in
I was gunna fall in love again
but this time felt so different
That first kiss ill never forget
Under the moon light and the stars
I was scared I knew it wouldn't be long
Before you noticed my scars
Your eyes are deep like that
It's like they can see...
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Lie To Me.
Tease me, please me,
Take my breath away.
Love me, need me, lie to me,
Promise that you'll stay.
Don't break down the illusion,
Don't take my ignorance away.
Let me believe that you want me,
Let me pretend that you care.
Hold me, kiss me,
Leave goose bumps on my skin.
Dont take me away from this high,
Im just too far in.
Dont take off your mask dear,
Please dont validate my fear,
Just hold me close
And whisper those sweet lies
In my ear.
Take my breath away.
Love me, need me, lie to me,
Promise that you'll stay.
Don't break down the illusion,
Don't take my ignorance away.
Let me believe that you want me,
Let me pretend that you care.
Hold me, kiss me,
Leave goose bumps on my skin.
Dont take me away from this high,
Im just too far in.
Dont take off your mask dear,
Please dont validate my fear,
Just hold me close
And whisper those sweet lies
In my ear.
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Thomas.
Help me escape
This eternity
ive trapped my self in
Help me to forgive you
And all your undesirable traits
help me to forget you
And your sick twisted games
Accommodating to pain
The only useful ability
You left me with
Fear of intimacy
Plagues me
If you could do it
You whos seed created me
If you could...
Who couldn't?
Im tainted
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
I cant process it all correctly
My thoughts are filled
With horrifying thoughts
That there's a possibility
I could end up just...
This eternity
ive trapped my self in
Help me to forgive you
And all your undesirable traits
help me to forget you
And your sick twisted games
Accommodating to pain
The only useful ability
You left me with
Fear of intimacy
Plagues me
If you could do it
You whos seed created me
If you could...
Who couldn't?
Im tainted
Physically
Mentally
Emotionally
I cant process it all correctly
My thoughts are filled
With horrifying thoughts
That there's a possibility
I could end up just...
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Thats Life.
Im Starting To See The World Differently
Things Are Never As They Seem
People Change And Walk Away
Once Good Friends Become The Fake
And Life Turns Into Something
You Slowly Start To Hate
Love Starts As Dream
And Ends Up Being Your Worst Fear
The People You Trust Stab You In The Back
Theyre Never Sincere
And It's Life That Has Me Feelin This Way
Because Everybody Lies And No One Ever Stays.
Things Are Never As They Seem
People Change And Walk Away
Once Good Friends Become The Fake
And Life Turns Into Something
You Slowly Start To Hate
Love Starts As Dream
And Ends Up Being Your Worst Fear
The People You Trust Stab You In The Back
Theyre Never Sincere
And It's Life That Has Me Feelin This Way
Because Everybody Lies And No One Ever Stays.
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