Submissions by lownleinhigh
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
19th Apr 2012 10:47am
19th Apr 2012 10:47am
A Walk To Remember
Outdoor, my life is mostly bonded outside my home. I prefer to be outside rather than inside my lovely abode. I know, I am a thrill seeker, an adventurer, a discoverer. I haven't hiked any mountains or hills yet, I haven't climbed any tall trees or dazzling falls yet, but I were able to walk from point to other point. Walking is my venture of joy, the seed of my amazement. Walking makes my time worth for even a while.
There is a saying goes, "driving is a way to cool down, to slow down. A way how family make trips and had fun, without going to any certain planned...
There is a saying goes, "driving is a way to cool down, to slow down. A way how family make trips and had fun, without going to any certain planned...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Apr 2012 8:58am
16th Apr 2012 8:58am
Eternal Tears
There is no night I miss...
This rain.
Until morning came...
Still Rains.
I feel the clouds will be here
No time to be clear.
Any moment now,
A heart will be flooded;
No one will be there
To rise you up.
Flowing and raining
Either by storm or drought
You fell it, you can't control it
On the breast of mother earth
Boundless wail
It is up to you to yield it,
If you still have space to take it,
This rain.
Until morning came...
Still Rains.
I feel the clouds will be here
No time to be clear.
Any moment now,
A heart will be flooded;
No one will be there
To rise you up.
Flowing and raining
Either by storm or drought
You fell it, you can't control it
On the breast of mother earth
Boundless wail
It is up to you to yield it,
If you still have space to take it,
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Apr 2012 8:56am
16th Apr 2012 8:56am
Essay: MEMORIES
I still remember how I acted as a child; full of fun and misbehaving prank. Good young days...
I don't consider myself old, but I consider myself a child in a grown-up body and mind.
Through the years, I passed through good and bad times. Things that are worthy to remember and things that I should forget.
Do you love your past? Do you hate them? Either way, cherish it. It is the reason to who you are now. It molds you to whom you are today. I don't know you, but certainly I know one thing about you. Your past is full of laughter and tears.
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I don't consider myself old, but I consider myself a child in a grown-up body and mind.
Through the years, I passed through good and bad times. Things that are worthy to remember and things that I should forget.
Do you love your past? Do you hate them? Either way, cherish it. It is the reason to who you are now. It molds you to whom you are today. I don't know you, but certainly I know one thing about you. Your past is full of laughter and tears.
...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Mar 2012 4:46am
28th Mar 2012 4:46am
I Would Rather Be
I would rather love everyone than be loved by no one.
I would rather take care to all than be cared for.
I would rather relief others, than being shown mercy.
I would rather seek for your happiness,
Than be contented seeking mine.
I would rather hear your joyful laughter,
Than crying when you are near to me.
I would rather give you a sweet smile,
Than hate and betrayal.
I would rather be distantly loving you,
Than be closely fabricated feeling from you.
I would rather be a friend forever,
Than only one day as a lover.
I would rather endure...
I would rather take care to all than be cared for.
I would rather relief others, than being shown mercy.
I would rather seek for your happiness,
Than be contented seeking mine.
I would rather hear your joyful laughter,
Than crying when you are near to me.
I would rather give you a sweet smile,
Than hate and betrayal.
I would rather be distantly loving you,
Than be closely fabricated feeling from you.
I would rather be a friend forever,
Than only one day as a lover.
I would rather endure...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Mar 2012 2:45am
28th Mar 2012 2:45am
Struggling away for you As I get Close to you, One and 2/5 years
One and 2/5 years we been together
Shared our life
Shared our joys
Shared our pains
Shared our problems
Shared our memories
Shared our moments of time
Shared our love to each other
One and 2/5 years
I know you told me
I haven't trusted you that much
I haven't believe in you that much
I always blame you that much
I always see your fault not mine
I always make you cry
I always make your mad
One and 2/5 years
We gig-out
We hang-out
We hug to our extent
We laughed to our extent
We walk and run
We...
Shared our life
Shared our joys
Shared our pains
Shared our problems
Shared our memories
Shared our moments of time
Shared our love to each other
One and 2/5 years
I know you told me
I haven't trusted you that much
I haven't believe in you that much
I always blame you that much
I always see your fault not mine
I always make you cry
I always make your mad
One and 2/5 years
We gig-out
We hang-out
We hug to our extent
We laughed to our extent
We walk and run
We...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Mar 2012 5:31am
26th Mar 2012 5:31am
Haiku : "Relentless Fire"
Burning red of fire
Amidst of luster and glare
Scorching silently
JAPANESE
Hi no moeru aka
Kōtaku to gurea no kakomareta
Shizuka ni yaketsuku
Amidst of luster and glare
Scorching silently
JAPANESE
Hi no moeru aka
Kōtaku to gurea no kakomareta
Shizuka ni yaketsuku
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Mar 2012 00:30am
21st Mar 2012 00:30am
Rose
Oh Roses... Petals of red, pink, yellow or white
How lovely you appear to me
Telling me that you were loved by many
Adored by any
Yet, despite your beauty
Secret harm is within you
Thorns that will hurt anyone
Like a friend whom will betray
Another friend
Like a rose taking revenge
To anyone who will disturb it.
How lovely you appear to me
Telling me that you were loved by many
Adored by any
Yet, despite your beauty
Secret harm is within you
Thorns that will hurt anyone
Like a friend whom will betray
Another friend
Like a rose taking revenge
To anyone who will disturb it.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Mar 2012 00:19am
21st Mar 2012 00:19am
Rendezvous in The Midst of My Beating Chamber
Shaken, my center of desire has fallen.
Weaken, can't bare any of this catastrophe.
In my nature, I can live and go on;
In my world, moving along with it
Makes my Pandora inevitable to exhilarate
Anguished by the people around me
Damned by the nature around me
Salvation from this jeopardy is fictional
Yet, hope is there, waiting and lurking;
Awaiting for the correct time to come.
Now, rain is on my face
The cold winter hugged me
Making me feel drowned
In the mitigate pool of thorns
Crippled, I am dismayed
Burdened,...
Weaken, can't bare any of this catastrophe.
In my nature, I can live and go on;
In my world, moving along with it
Makes my Pandora inevitable to exhilarate
Anguished by the people around me
Damned by the nature around me
Salvation from this jeopardy is fictional
Yet, hope is there, waiting and lurking;
Awaiting for the correct time to come.
Now, rain is on my face
The cold winter hugged me
Making me feel drowned
In the mitigate pool of thorns
Crippled, I am dismayed
Burdened,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 5:55am
20th Mar 2012 5:55am
My Dear
Ever since I saw you
I always wondered
When will you be the day I will be not around?
But that will not matter anymore
I see you grow by time
I cherished the days that I have with you
I remember the first day that I was given
The gift of true love and joy of happiness
I am not the only one who rejoiced
Many of us celebrated that you were here with us
Your first glance to me
Your first walk with me
Your first words with me
Your first hug to me
Your first kiss with me
Your first argument with me
Your first game with me...
I always wondered
When will you be the day I will be not around?
But that will not matter anymore
I see you grow by time
I cherished the days that I have with you
I remember the first day that I was given
The gift of true love and joy of happiness
I am not the only one who rejoiced
Many of us celebrated that you were here with us
Your first glance to me
Your first walk with me
Your first words with me
Your first hug to me
Your first kiss with me
Your first argument with me
Your first game with me...
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 5:38am
20th Mar 2012 5:38am
Lips of Unheard
Hushed!
I speak no more
I can't be heard,
I am unheard;
No need for me to talk
If none will listen.
Hushed!
I can't even hear myself
I'm just a ghost,
I'm just an air;
No voice is heard,
No words to speak.
Silenced!
I speak no more
I am just a fragment;
Unheard, unseen, outspoken
Why I am here for?
That's the question I can't answer anymore...
FOR MY LIPS IS UNHEARD.
I speak no more
I can't be heard,
I am unheard;
No need for me to talk
If none will listen.
Hushed!
I can't even hear myself
I'm just a ghost,
I'm just an air;
No voice is heard,
No words to speak.
Silenced!
I speak no more
I am just a fragment;
Unheard, unseen, outspoken
Why I am here for?
That's the question I can't answer anymore...
FOR MY LIPS IS UNHEARD.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Mar 2012 2:14am
19th Mar 2012 2:14am
If Life is for 12 Hours
What if our life is counted
By the tick and tack
Of the hands of time;
These would be our life?
1st Hour, I will be born and baptized.
2nd Hour, we spoke our first words and learn to walk.
3rd Hour, had fun with pre-school and had fun with parents.
4th Hour, cherished our Grade School.
5th Hour, bid farewell to High School and learn to drive.
6th Hour, earned our Degree and the first date.
7th Hour, married with our special one.
8th Hour, had our first child.
9th Hour, seen our children grow-up.
10th Hour, time past and we feel...
By the tick and tack
Of the hands of time;
These would be our life?
1st Hour, I will be born and baptized.
2nd Hour, we spoke our first words and learn to walk.
3rd Hour, had fun with pre-school and had fun with parents.
4th Hour, cherished our Grade School.
5th Hour, bid farewell to High School and learn to drive.
6th Hour, earned our Degree and the first date.
7th Hour, married with our special one.
8th Hour, had our first child.
9th Hour, seen our children grow-up.
10th Hour, time past and we feel...
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