Submissions by kristina (kris the white rabbit13)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The way I hurt
The pain grows deep inside as does my rage.
I feel the depth of hate;
How strong the feeling grows.
Power behind the word tyrants know.
The way I hurt;
skin dry cracked and torn.
Salt filling my wounds;
Oh how it burns.
What am I to do? I'm my only friend.
Taunted by the rues of ruin and truth.
Lies in my mind put there by you.
oppressed by deceit , and slavery.
What have I become?
My heart is done, I can only see what's put in front of me.
So much loss and death. Bled out of my hands.
Provoked by crimson kingdoms come.
I rise...
I feel the depth of hate;
How strong the feeling grows.
Power behind the word tyrants know.
The way I hurt;
skin dry cracked and torn.
Salt filling my wounds;
Oh how it burns.
What am I to do? I'm my only friend.
Taunted by the rues of ruin and truth.
Lies in my mind put there by you.
oppressed by deceit , and slavery.
What have I become?
My heart is done, I can only see what's put in front of me.
So much loss and death. Bled out of my hands.
Provoked by crimson kingdoms come.
I rise...
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Love like a drug
I remember when our love was like a drug.
Our eyes met for the fist time and, you were so righteous and divine, smiles and sunshine swept across our faces.
Our love drug took us so many places.
filled with a high , sweet like cocaine's nectar.
making love under the stars, enticed by the sight of the moonlight. Lit up by the dark night sky's. Bewildered and burning passion running through me head down to my toes. Our blood boiling with our love drug. For many days and nights. Carrying us through out the summer and seasons past. Our love strong and vast.
I wanted it to...
Our eyes met for the fist time and, you were so righteous and divine, smiles and sunshine swept across our faces.
Our love drug took us so many places.
filled with a high , sweet like cocaine's nectar.
making love under the stars, enticed by the sight of the moonlight. Lit up by the dark night sky's. Bewildered and burning passion running through me head down to my toes. Our blood boiling with our love drug. For many days and nights. Carrying us through out the summer and seasons past. Our love strong and vast.
I wanted it to...
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Heart of gold
There are Two scales to weigh the moral of the others worth ones side of the scale filled with greed dimonds jewels and gold coins so full and heavy the chain ready to brake to hit the ground the other sale wisdoms knowlage and humanity and loveing compasion a heart of gold seemily solid,but can't out weigh the value of the hoarder of vanity riches and greed whom reaches in arrogantly and scoffs ha at the other scale at the top,but when the blind and conceeded one looks closer and sees this heart is a rare piece of gold with hasty cruel and greedy hands reaching in to grab this golden heart...
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ours
Our love,Our hope,Our peace,Our lives.
Our world,what we are,who we are.
Questioned,forgotten lost,
We can rise!
We can open our eyes,
and open our minds,
Open our hearts,
Find ourselves,
Our salvation,
Shivery,humanity,
Broken down lost turned around in all directions.
upside down exposed inside and out.
Round and round spinning in chains,
Filled with over whelming grief.
In a cycle,of cycle's unchanged.
Burned so many times.
Soot left smoldering ashes,
walking too many relentless fine lines.
Growing pains of and from...
Our world,what we are,who we are.
Questioned,forgotten lost,
We can rise!
We can open our eyes,
and open our minds,
Open our hearts,
Find ourselves,
Our salvation,
Shivery,humanity,
Broken down lost turned around in all directions.
upside down exposed inside and out.
Round and round spinning in chains,
Filled with over whelming grief.
In a cycle,of cycle's unchanged.
Burned so many times.
Soot left smoldering ashes,
walking too many relentless fine lines.
Growing pains of and from...
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Clenching to the hunger of life
Monday march 25th,2013 two people who love each other made love;and conceived a child.Soul mates linked and connected with passion. I was 3 months pregnant,and unaware.I was carrying our unborn child in my womb.I miscarried and lost our precious baby.June 18th 2013 Grief stricken and devastated.In deep turmoil so saddened every day and night.tears flow stinging my eyes soar;from sobbing the loss of you,and with angst;and tormenting pain emotionally,and physically.Blood drenched my sheets for weeks to come.Before and after I lost our fragile force of nature.Our innocent,pure life that clenched...
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The underbelly of humans and life
All I want is simple Happiness.Why is that so hard to have to hold to keep.Love is so complex;to truly have real love is a 1% slim chance.Friendship,loyalty,longevity,honor,respect,peace is blurred between hatred,envy,jealousy,greed,bitterness,grudges,and betrayal.all these words are blurred between each other.With grief,sorrow,pain,and remorseless pity and criticism and judgment,it rule's the earth.Not all things but some things in life can be fair.But....some are. happiness,love,friendship,loyalty,trust;longevity,honor,respect,and peace is legit.Be true to who to you are.Never let that...
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WHAT IS AND WHAT WILL ALAYS BE
Alone I stand chin up strong,brave,and damn hard to kill.Survival is crucial in this brutal ugly world filled with pain.The torture horror and insufferable merciless underbelly of this piss ant roach invested diseased world decaying with every rape of a woman and child enslaved to be violently brutalized by monsters bread to be brought up as the hate breed we are infected with.No human on this planet deserves to be degraded and broken to the vary core of the human spirit.Evil is among us; in all four cornerstone's of this forsaken earth.No one can stop it.No one can save us;we cant save each...
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Heart of gold
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someday
someday I wont feel dead someday I will wake up someday I will feel with my whole heart and someday I will be real someday maybe I will be loved I am torn conflicted confused not knowing what road to take which path to choose I have this bitter taste of the world and what family is it was always lies beatings abuse of every kind attempted murder before my eyes everyday questioning is daddy gonna kill us tonight?will he point a gun at us or beat us with an inch of our lives?FAMILY?The day I was born was the day I died and some how I'm alive and here lonely all through childhood and most of my...
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The Dead and I Talk
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SHUT DOWN
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Torn
Torn between life an death
Never seen are the things I need
The attention I craved
The hope to be saved
The love I can't find
Many so full of hate and unkind
Makes me lose my mind
I want to run away from this
I want to be happy
I've tried but failed
Pain and I meld
We come together in pieces like a puzzle
I never thought I'd grow up to be so out of place
To have nothing but space and time
To unwind in such a way
To be so fragile and vulnerable
To be dishonored
To feel ugly
Torn between my own morality I am
...
Never seen are the things I need
The attention I craved
The hope to be saved
The love I can't find
Many so full of hate and unkind
Makes me lose my mind
I want to run away from this
I want to be happy
I've tried but failed
Pain and I meld
We come together in pieces like a puzzle
I never thought I'd grow up to be so out of place
To have nothing but space and time
To unwind in such a way
To be so fragile and vulnerable
To be dishonored
To feel ugly
Torn between my own morality I am
...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by kristina (kris the white rabbit13)