Submissions by lyricalmiss
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Its a blind eye's sight into the darkness that's light, the snow on a warm summer day, the work that secretly plays, the lost that shall never find; the unknowns of a thoughtless mind.
WOKE
You have to take a moment
To understand the overlying issues
That are pushed upon us
Forcing us physically lower
From a mental come up
Sums up the daily struggles
That oppress us
The life of routines that depress us
Prisioned by the masses
Who happen to look just like us
And then they try to sell us a dream
That the life they allow us to have
Is so precious
But who is really to blame for the set backs
Fighting so hard for society’s fame
Thinking that you’re so different
But your desire to be...
To understand the overlying issues
That are pushed upon us
Forcing us physically lower
From a mental come up
Sums up the daily struggles
That oppress us
The life of routines that depress us
Prisioned by the masses
Who happen to look just like us
And then they try to sell us a dream
That the life they allow us to have
Is so precious
But who is really to blame for the set backs
Fighting so hard for society’s fame
Thinking that you’re so different
But your desire to be...
#LifeStruggles
658 reads
4 Comments
Daddys little girl
Its funny how the world sees you
As just another golden heart
With all the good that you do
But behind closed doors
Its only me that gets the preview
Of the loving father that once was you
Left me confused feeling abandoned and used
Like i was only a season in your life
An unwanted attachment to your now dead wife
Your lack of words sliced me deeper than a knife
Sometimes i ponder how you sleep at night
Because my soul bleeds at night
At thoughts of the moment mom left my life
That was the moment when my life changed
And out of...
As just another golden heart
With all the good that you do
But behind closed doors
Its only me that gets the preview
Of the loving father that once was you
Left me confused feeling abandoned and used
Like i was only a season in your life
An unwanted attachment to your now dead wife
Your lack of words sliced me deeper than a knife
Sometimes i ponder how you sleep at night
Because my soul bleeds at night
At thoughts of the moment mom left my life
That was the moment when my life changed
And out of...
1079 reads
2 Comments
Sweet tooth
Sugar tongued lethal weapon
Are they words of truth
Or a cloak of misdirection
Micomprehension created by the flesh
Longing to be consoled
Controlled by the warmth of a lie
Words are secret spies
That infiltrate the soul
Make and break the ego
Its a feeling of joy you cant avoid
When those lyrical voices
Consume and fill a void
Thats seemed like an unending abyss
A vaccumed space
Where all your insecurites were placed
Stashed and hidden away
To shed tears over
On a thunderstorm day
They sweep you off your...
Are they words of truth
Or a cloak of misdirection
Micomprehension created by the flesh
Longing to be consoled
Controlled by the warmth of a lie
Words are secret spies
That infiltrate the soul
Make and break the ego
Its a feeling of joy you cant avoid
When those lyrical voices
Consume and fill a void
Thats seemed like an unending abyss
A vaccumed space
Where all your insecurites were placed
Stashed and hidden away
To shed tears over
On a thunderstorm day
They sweep you off your...
726 reads
2 Comments
Vent
You see them yeah them
They look just like you
False words and make shift sentences
Hollogramic there for you
But it's true..they're there
But only when they need you
The minute they move up
They manage to forget you
But their conscious won't let them regret you
Because your actions spoke truths
Behind the lines
UV rays showed your lies
You etched it in invisible ink
What the fuck did you think
I didn't have the intelligence to see
I would remain comfortable with no site
So you didn't expect me to seek
I won't remain...
They look just like you
False words and make shift sentences
Hollogramic there for you
But it's true..they're there
But only when they need you
The minute they move up
They manage to forget you
But their conscious won't let them regret you
Because your actions spoke truths
Behind the lines
UV rays showed your lies
You etched it in invisible ink
What the fuck did you think
I didn't have the intelligence to see
I would remain comfortable with no site
So you didn't expect me to seek
I won't remain...
947 reads
8 Comments
Maa
Fʀօʐɛռ ɨռ ʍʏ ċɦaɨʀ
I sɨt աɨtɦ ʍʏ ɦɛaɖքɦօռɛs
Sռʊɢɢʟʏ sաɛɛʐɨռɢ ʍʏ ɛaʀs
Eʋɛʀ sօ ɢɛռtʟʏ
Maҡɨռɢ a ʟɨɢɦt ɨռɖɛռtation
Jʊst aɮօʋɛ tɦɛ c3 ʋɛʀtaɮʀaɛ
Oʄ ʍʏ...
I sɨt աɨtɦ ʍʏ ɦɛaɖքɦօռɛs
Sռʊɢɢʟʏ sաɛɛʐɨռɢ ʍʏ ɛaʀs
Eʋɛʀ sօ ɢɛռtʟʏ
Maҡɨռɢ a ʟɨɢɦt ɨռɖɛռtation
Jʊst aɮօʋɛ tɦɛ c3 ʋɛʀtaɮʀaɛ
Oʄ ʍʏ...
863 reads
4 Comments
Fatality's Reality (first collabo with my younger sister keadivine)
Have you ever stop to think
About how you can lose your life quicker than you can blink?
That split second when life goes
from being that priceless
moment to the flashbacks of
what used to be
Being here today gone next week
Dying so fast not enough time for a tear to even run down your cheek!
Its like trying to wring out a wet
clothe without gravity
no matter how much fluid ...
About how you can lose your life quicker than you can blink?
That split second when life goes
from being that priceless
moment to the flashbacks of
what used to be
Being here today gone next week
Dying so fast not enough time for a tear to even run down your cheek!
Its like trying to wring out a wet
clothe without gravity
no matter how much fluid ...
1230 reads
21 Comments
True story
Meticulously I scan through the pages of my brain
They were blank with the exception of numbers at the corners of every single page
This book was worn and over used with several creases
And a book mark present tucked tightly to its spine
The bookmark was a strip of funny pictures
Taken by the writer and her younger sister
On a trip she made to visit her for thanksgiving
Page number 28 is the page that was saved
The cover had a black background showing the feeling underneath
But colorful vibrant letters depicting what others see
Its a deceptive...
They were blank with the exception of numbers at the corners of every single page
This book was worn and over used with several creases
And a book mark present tucked tightly to its spine
The bookmark was a strip of funny pictures
Taken by the writer and her younger sister
On a trip she made to visit her for thanksgiving
Page number 28 is the page that was saved
The cover had a black background showing the feeling underneath
But colorful vibrant letters depicting what others see
Its a deceptive...
1023 reads
7 Comments
Dead Presidents
They say money is the root of all evil
But i think its only the root of some
Persons erase faces just to attain
This green or colorful paper
That contains more dead faces
Isn't it amazing how a persons identity
Is what gives a clean slate
Vast amounts of quality
Yet lacking that great quantity
Renders you unequal to society
We blood sweat and tears
Just to contain an army of dead
How is it in absence they still have so much power
Its like their ghost continues to rule the universe
Without their face the axis is frozen
The...
But i think its only the root of some
Persons erase faces just to attain
This green or colorful paper
That contains more dead faces
Isn't it amazing how a persons identity
Is what gives a clean slate
Vast amounts of quality
Yet lacking that great quantity
Renders you unequal to society
We blood sweat and tears
Just to contain an army of dead
How is it in absence they still have so much power
Its like their ghost continues to rule the universe
Without their face the axis is frozen
The...
1295 reads
17 Comments
Fairytale (first attempt at erotica)
Nօ օռɛ ɦas ʏɛt tօ tʀaʋɛʟ
Aċʀօss tɦat ʀɛɖ white sɛa
Oʀ քaʀt tɦɛ աaʋɛs օʄ tɦɛ օċɛaռ
Tօ ɢɛt tօ tɦat աaʀʍ ɮʀɛɛʐɛ
Yɛt sɦɛ's ɮɛɢs aռɖ pleads
Cօʟʊʍɮʊs քʟɛasɛ come discover ʍɛ
As sɦɛ...
Aċʀօss tɦat ʀɛɖ white sɛa
Oʀ քaʀt tɦɛ աaʋɛs օʄ tɦɛ օċɛaռ
Tօ ɢɛt tօ tɦat աaʀʍ ɮʀɛɛʐɛ
Yɛt sɦɛ's ɮɛɢs aռɖ pleads
Cօʟʊʍɮʊs քʟɛasɛ come discover ʍɛ
As sɦɛ...
1004 reads
17 Comments
What if
If words had their own mind
What would they think about mine
Would they gawk at me in sheer desdain
Would they think im holding onto unessicary pain
Would they know my soul is a swirling vortex
With a bottomless of the untold
But words dont speak independently
So i guess Id never know
What if words could chop me down ten feet small
The way the tongue shatters heart
And takes names like a hit list
Created for the Hunger Games
How would words caress me
If they could love on their own
Would they protect me from darkness
Or...
What would they think about mine
Would they gawk at me in sheer desdain
Would they think im holding onto unessicary pain
Would they know my soul is a swirling vortex
With a bottomless of the untold
But words dont speak independently
So i guess Id never know
What if words could chop me down ten feet small
The way the tongue shatters heart
And takes names like a hit list
Created for the Hunger Games
How would words caress me
If they could love on their own
Would they protect me from darkness
Or...
849 reads
8 Comments
LOST
I'm teetering on the edge of faded glory
Because of a genocide history
Exploding in my mind
One ignition at a time
It must be a crime, NO, more like a sin
This warfare goes way back
So where do i begin
See, I take the pen and stain the paper
Skipping all the lines
But tattooing between the spaces
Using the safety mode of my unconscious mind
Trying to strip clean of the many faces I hide
This paper is like my prison and my saviour all in one
Its like emotions are my unborn baby
Yet poetry is my son
These ribs defend my...
Because of a genocide history
Exploding in my mind
One ignition at a time
It must be a crime, NO, more like a sin
This warfare goes way back
So where do i begin
See, I take the pen and stain the paper
Skipping all the lines
But tattooing between the spaces
Using the safety mode of my unconscious mind
Trying to strip clean of the many faces I hide
This paper is like my prison and my saviour all in one
Its like emotions are my unborn baby
Yet poetry is my son
These ribs defend my...
1025 reads
17 Comments
Flowetry
You switched on a switch
That i cant turn off
That eager mind
Trying to learn to write
A real live curious george
Forcing my pen to my paper
Inhaling ink vapours
That natural high
From a poetic mind
Like scents make cartoon fingers
And draw animations to pies
The ink drew me to lines
With two fingers through my eyes
Now im sitting here
Staring at the blank paper
Knowing that here
My thoughts will be safe
Away from riticule and skepticism
Releasing these thoughts
From my mind made prision ...
That i cant turn off
That eager mind
Trying to learn to write
A real live curious george
Forcing my pen to my paper
Inhaling ink vapours
That natural high
From a poetic mind
Like scents make cartoon fingers
And draw animations to pies
The ink drew me to lines
With two fingers through my eyes
Now im sitting here
Staring at the blank paper
Knowing that here
My thoughts will be safe
Away from riticule and skepticism
Releasing these thoughts
From my mind made prision ...
1027 reads
13 Comments
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