Submissions by mcr4everyoung
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2012 4:38am
8th Aug 2012 4:38am
everyday poetry
before you blow this off, read what I have to say before you go and ignor me saying "this is not poetry". Poetry can be very structured. It can have virtually no structure. People will read it either way and chances are that one person at least with think "that is poetry". I usually write from inspiration, a thought, a dream. This, my fellow humans, is an example of poetry at its most interesting form. I was texting a person, we shall call him bob, and this occored (I will put it below). I wanted to make it a poem...but I see it as one already. Take a look.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2012 9:31pm
7th Aug 2012 9:31pm
irony
Isn't it funny how
when your depressed
You remember your happiness
When your happy
You say it won't last
And remember your depression
And when your numb
Your remember neither
Just all the people you hurt
And those who hurt you
when your depressed
You remember your happiness
When your happy
You say it won't last
And remember your depression
And when your numb
Your remember neither
Just all the people you hurt
And those who hurt you
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ANGER POEM
Published
27th Jun 2012 5:58pm
27th Jun 2012 5:58pm
Fallen angel
You decended from the sky,
left your heaven behind.
You came down to earth,
to steal from mankind.
Your angelic apearence
gave hope to our minds,
little did we know,
you'd leave us more confined.
Face of porcelin,
eyes of gold.
Your delicate hands,
out for us to hold.
But upon the touch
of your body we adore,
we found out iron shackels
were all that was store.
Beaten and abused
at the foot of your bed.
There was no happiness
from the cuts that we bled.
You screamed and raved
at the...
left your heaven behind.
You came down to earth,
to steal from mankind.
Your angelic apearence
gave hope to our minds,
little did we know,
you'd leave us more confined.
Face of porcelin,
eyes of gold.
Your delicate hands,
out for us to hold.
But upon the touch
of your body we adore,
we found out iron shackels
were all that was store.
Beaten and abused
at the foot of your bed.
There was no happiness
from the cuts that we bled.
You screamed and raved
at the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jun 2012 7:20pm
26th Jun 2012 7:20pm
The Comeback
I was trapped
under the rubble
of a burnt down house.
Choked on the smoke
that replaced my oxygen.
Smothered out by my own mind
like the fire I smothered in my heart.
Spent time dark and cold.
No light to guide my way.
No hope to see me though.
Yet I did not crumble.
I screamed and lashed
out into the darkness.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Though nobody could see my fight.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Dying on the inside.
On the inside.
I'd come undone....
under the rubble
of a burnt down house.
Choked on the smoke
that replaced my oxygen.
Smothered out by my own mind
like the fire I smothered in my heart.
Spent time dark and cold.
No light to guide my way.
No hope to see me though.
Yet I did not crumble.
I screamed and lashed
out into the darkness.
Though nobody could hear my pleas.
Though nobody could see my fight.
The struggle went on.
Rebel without a cause.
Rebel without a pause.
Dying on the inside.
On the inside.
I'd come undone....
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Apr 2012 1:29am
25th Apr 2012 1:29am
Mirrored Me...
Take a good look
and what do you see?
An insecure girl
hiding in this world?
Or someone of perfection
with a beautiful reflection?
I hide my true identity
bury it deep inside of me.
On the outside
it seems my self-esteen hasnt died.
That everything is great
and there is nothing to hate.
It seems like Im happy
and life is good to me.
The outside is just a good show
but that is something few people know
The true self of the girl who like a mirror
is one full of pain, self-hate, and fear.
But if...
and what do you see?
An insecure girl
hiding in this world?
Or someone of perfection
with a beautiful reflection?
I hide my true identity
bury it deep inside of me.
On the outside
it seems my self-esteen hasnt died.
That everything is great
and there is nothing to hate.
It seems like Im happy
and life is good to me.
The outside is just a good show
but that is something few people know
The true self of the girl who like a mirror
is one full of pain, self-hate, and fear.
But if...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
25th Apr 2012 1:11am
25th Apr 2012 1:11am
Pin cushion
I'll be your pin cushion
Ill take all the pain
baby come back to me
Ill take all the blame
Im nothing without you
Im trying to move on
But i cant continue
when everything is wrong
Please Ill try to be better
Ill do anything you ask
Show me how you feel
and leave yourself unmasked
Just let me see you
your body and your mind
Ill let you see all of me
and love we will find
Ill be you pin cushion
Ill take all your pain
Baby come back to me
Ill take all the blame
Im mothing without you
Im...
Ill take all the pain
baby come back to me
Ill take all the blame
Im nothing without you
Im trying to move on
But i cant continue
when everything is wrong
Please Ill try to be better
Ill do anything you ask
Show me how you feel
and leave yourself unmasked
Just let me see you
your body and your mind
Ill let you see all of me
and love we will find
Ill be you pin cushion
Ill take all your pain
Baby come back to me
Ill take all the blame
Im mothing without you
Im...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Apr 2012 7:01pm
6th Apr 2012 7:01pm
How can i?
How am i supposed to
tell you how my heart feels
when it speaks a foreign language?
How am I suposed to
tell you how i feel
when my feelings speak louder than words?
How am i supposed to
tell you what i think
when my thoughts cannot be spoken?
I cant tell you
all these things
you just need to
learn the language.
tell you how my heart feels
when it speaks a foreign language?
How am I suposed to
tell you how i feel
when my feelings speak louder than words?
How am i supposed to
tell you what i think
when my thoughts cannot be spoken?
I cant tell you
all these things
you just need to
learn the language.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Apr 2012 4:32pm
6th Apr 2012 4:32pm
Relax with this
Take a stay
at my reside
and let the truth
beyour guide
I only ask you
to do one thing:
please stay true
to your being.
Take a nap
on the bed
Relax your self
and have dreams in you head
A peaceful stay
a nice massage
and let your old life
be a mirage
Take a stay
at my reside
and let the truth
beyour guide
at my reside
and let the truth
beyour guide
I only ask you
to do one thing:
please stay true
to your being.
Take a nap
on the bed
Relax your self
and have dreams in you head
A peaceful stay
a nice massage
and let your old life
be a mirage
Take a stay
at my reside
and let the truth
beyour guide
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Apr 2012 00:23am
6th Apr 2012 00:23am
Oh, Hello Again...
Oh, Hi! Its so nice to see you again!
Dear God, why do i have to see you again?
How have you been?
Yeah, like I actually care about your life after you left me
Hows your wife?
That bitch you picked over me?
And the kids?
Those poor unfortunate souls get to have bastards for parents
Oh, thats really good, glad to hear it.
Please just shut up and leave me alone.
Oh, Ive been fine, nothing new.
Fine? Yeah, depressed and lonely, but you wouldnt know what thats like ...
Dear God, why do i have to see you again?
How have you been?
Yeah, like I actually care about your life after you left me
Hows your wife?
That bitch you picked over me?
And the kids?
Those poor unfortunate souls get to have bastards for parents
Oh, thats really good, glad to hear it.
Please just shut up and leave me alone.
Oh, Ive been fine, nothing new.
Fine? Yeah, depressed and lonely, but you wouldnt know what thats like ...
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14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Apr 2012 2:27am
5th Apr 2012 2:27am
You loved me
I love you
You love me
We're as happy as can be
Until you went and found someone new
Why cant you stay and love me too?
I love you
You loved me
We're not what we used to be
Then you went and found someone new
Why cant you stay and love me too?
I love you
You loved me
We were gonna make room for three
But then you went and found someone new
I can't say your son loves you too.
I love you
You loved me
We're a broken family
No father around to raise our kid
If I didnt do it, then what did?
You love me
We're as happy as can be
Until you went and found someone new
Why cant you stay and love me too?
I love you
You loved me
We're not what we used to be
Then you went and found someone new
Why cant you stay and love me too?
I love you
You loved me
We were gonna make room for three
But then you went and found someone new
I can't say your son loves you too.
I love you
You loved me
We're a broken family
No father around to raise our kid
If I didnt do it, then what did?
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Mar 2012 9:45pm
30th Mar 2012 9:45pm
When the darkness falls (a colab with maikeru555)
When the darkness falls,
the spirits fade into twilight ash,
daydreams try something rash,
forcing the nightmares to suddenly crash...
The silence means nothing,
other than the beasts roughing,
warped beyond their imagination,
they forcibly love the nights seduction...
When the darkness falls,
the chains break, letting loose fate,
something nearby contemplates,
forcefully shoving back the innate...
The fog distorts nothing,
other than the hag coughing,
warped just beyond her figure,
is...
the spirits fade into twilight ash,
daydreams try something rash,
forcing the nightmares to suddenly crash...
The silence means nothing,
other than the beasts roughing,
warped beyond their imagination,
they forcibly love the nights seduction...
When the darkness falls,
the chains break, letting loose fate,
something nearby contemplates,
forcefully shoving back the innate...
The fog distorts nothing,
other than the hag coughing,
warped just beyond her figure,
is...
858 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 10:37pm
20th Mar 2012 10:37pm
Im Done
Sick of shit
that has surrounded me.
It will never quit
as far as I can see.
My life hit its high
and now I'm better off dead.
Its time for me to die
and I have it planned in my head.
I cant fix my life.
Its to the point of no return
full of never ending strife
and its time to take a turn
down the road
that some will follow
with those that are done with the load,
the broken, the beaten and the hollow.
I am done with being me
and had my courage drink.
I hit the tree at 120
with no time to rethink.
that has surrounded me.
It will never quit
as far as I can see.
My life hit its high
and now I'm better off dead.
Its time for me to die
and I have it planned in my head.
I cant fix my life.
Its to the point of no return
full of never ending strife
and its time to take a turn
down the road
that some will follow
with those that are done with the load,
the broken, the beaten and the hollow.
I am done with being me
and had my courage drink.
I hit the tree at 120
with no time to rethink.
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