Submissions by okanna93 (MJWells93)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2018 10:27pm
3rd Jan 2018 10:27pm
The Ghost of You
The last thing I expected was for you to leave
it's quiet around here
without the sound of your footsteps on the floor in the morning it feels empty
it's like you died and your ghost still lingers here in these walls, in this apartment
it feels like you are still here but I know you're not
I can here you snore at night sometimes, only now do I cherish things like that
When you loaded the last of your things in your car I had to shut the door because I couldn't let you see me cry
I had to be strong
I told myself it was the right thing to do...
it's quiet around here
without the sound of your footsteps on the floor in the morning it feels empty
it's like you died and your ghost still lingers here in these walls, in this apartment
it feels like you are still here but I know you're not
I can here you snore at night sometimes, only now do I cherish things like that
When you loaded the last of your things in your car I had to shut the door because I couldn't let you see me cry
I had to be strong
I told myself it was the right thing to do...
#love
#conflict
#betrayal
#denial
#hurt
533 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Dec 2017 10:37pm
20th Dec 2017 10:37pm
Reality VS fake everything
I am drawing a blank
literally
the things that happen in the world today block out my creative juices so I cannot write
what such a shame
I cannot think of a single topic
nor a purpose to said topic that I cannot think of
the last time I wrote a good poem was on one of my roller-coaster days
lately I am just down without an up
or a sway to one side or the other
the world is making us all dumb with the aid of social media and corrupt politicians waving their grubby fingers on the television screen
the last thing I...
literally
the things that happen in the world today block out my creative juices so I cannot write
what such a shame
I cannot think of a single topic
nor a purpose to said topic that I cannot think of
the last time I wrote a good poem was on one of my roller-coaster days
lately I am just down without an up
or a sway to one side or the other
the world is making us all dumb with the aid of social media and corrupt politicians waving their grubby fingers on the television screen
the last thing I...
#dark
#oppression
#humankind
#consumerism
#greed
450 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Dec 2017 10:51pm
7th Dec 2017 10:51pm
My Own Little Demons
countless nights I lie awake
wondering what went wrong
what has happened to my life
where has it gone?
I feel twice as old as I am
that's what stress does I guess
When I lay on my bed in the pitch dark all I can think about is the last two decades I have wasted away on many countless things and people that now are irrelevant to me
time has passed and I will never be able to get it back
but there is no shame in the past
What can I do to make up for what I have lost?
Do I have to start out anew?
...
wondering what went wrong
what has happened to my life
where has it gone?
I feel twice as old as I am
that's what stress does I guess
When I lay on my bed in the pitch dark all I can think about is the last two decades I have wasted away on many countless things and people that now are irrelevant to me
time has passed and I will never be able to get it back
but there is no shame in the past
What can I do to make up for what I have lost?
Do I have to start out anew?
...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#insomnia
#dark
478 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2017 10:03am
7th Dec 2017 10:03am
Love As A Battlefield
a toxic relationship is more like a minefield in the middle of a battle
no footing is safe
one step and it could all go up in flames
no footing is safe
one step and it could all go up in flames
#PopCulture
463 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2017 10:02am
7th Dec 2017 10:02am
2 hearts as 1
The words you speak sound like music to me
every syllable like a music note being sung
every word like a melody
When you look into my eyes I can't help but stare back
your brown eyes are like a tunnel with a flame at the end
everyone likes to stare at a fire
I don't know why
The last time you made love to me you expressed yourself like no one ever has before
your worries
your sorrows
and your joys
I am convinced love making is an art
some are good at it and some are spectacular
but it's not meant for...
every syllable like a music note being sung
every word like a melody
When you look into my eyes I can't help but stare back
your brown eyes are like a tunnel with a flame at the end
everyone likes to stare at a fire
I don't know why
The last time you made love to me you expressed yourself like no one ever has before
your worries
your sorrows
and your joys
I am convinced love making is an art
some are good at it and some are spectacular
but it's not meant for...
#love
#ILoveYou
#lover
#admiration
#crush
493 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Dec 2017 11:35pm
6th Dec 2017 11:35pm
Love and Lover
your breath on my skin is intoxicating
your kisses leave me speechless
your touch drives me crazy
When our bodies meet I can't believe it's happening
I've always thought you could find better than me
apparently I'm all you desire
When we are alone in your space
in that bed
we let out all our frustration
the heat
the sweat
the flying emotions
nothing feels better than when we are one
spiritually you lift me up
emotionally you take me to places my younger self would never have been...
your kisses leave me speechless
your touch drives me crazy
When our bodies meet I can't believe it's happening
I've always thought you could find better than me
apparently I'm all you desire
When we are alone in your space
in that bed
we let out all our frustration
the heat
the sweat
the flying emotions
nothing feels better than when we are one
spiritually you lift me up
emotionally you take me to places my younger self would never have been...
#lover
748 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
6th Dec 2017 10:31pm
6th Dec 2017 10:31pm
The Best Kind of Company
THE BEST KIND OF COMPANY
To me trains are like an ends to a means
or a new beginning
I haven't ridden on many trains
but I want to
When I travel the world I was to ride a train
you don't have the hassle and expectations that an airport does
When I am on a train I am not expecting to get anywhere anytime soon
I just enjoy the ride
When I move far away
I want to make the exit by train
it makes it more official to me and I can't explain why
I like the sound of a train moving slowly on its...
To me trains are like an ends to a means
or a new beginning
I haven't ridden on many trains
but I want to
When I travel the world I was to ride a train
you don't have the hassle and expectations that an airport does
When I am on a train I am not expecting to get anywhere anytime soon
I just enjoy the ride
When I move far away
I want to make the exit by train
it makes it more official to me and I can't explain why
I like the sound of a train moving slowly on its...
#love
#BestFriend
#breakup
#friendship
#lover
414 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2017 11:23pm
22nd Nov 2017 11:23pm
The World from The Eyes of Young
society has glossed over what is really going on
we have the media and the government to thank for that one
what has the world come to?
lies has become truth and the truth gets you in trouble
not the other way around
don't believe me? how do you think politics work in this country?
The man we put in the big chair with the red phone just shows us where our priorities are
just for looks
it all has to do with money
not pride in the country
or with our safety in mind.
the orange Cheeto with the bad combover is...
we have the media and the government to thank for that one
what has the world come to?
lies has become truth and the truth gets you in trouble
not the other way around
don't believe me? how do you think politics work in this country?
The man we put in the big chair with the red phone just shows us where our priorities are
just for looks
it all has to do with money
not pride in the country
or with our safety in mind.
the orange Cheeto with the bad combover is...
#money
#SelfReflection
#consumerism #inequality
#consumerism #inequality
431 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2017 9:53pm
2nd Nov 2017 9:53pm
The Colors Beyond the Stars
There was a stench in the air
a fowl stench that is
it smelled of agony
betrayal
anger
hurt
sadness
and most of all, emptiness
In my opinion emptiness is the most common, yet worst aroma that surround everyday life on this planet.
To me the planet is not blue, green, and brown
It is black, white, and every shade of grey
I threw in white because that is where emptiness comes in
not grey because that's sadness
but black is all the putrid smells meshed into one
I call them smells and aromas...
a fowl stench that is
it smelled of agony
betrayal
anger
hurt
sadness
and most of all, emptiness
In my opinion emptiness is the most common, yet worst aroma that surround everyday life on this planet.
To me the planet is not blue, green, and brown
It is black, white, and every shade of grey
I threw in white because that is where emptiness comes in
not grey because that's sadness
but black is all the putrid smells meshed into one
I call them smells and aromas...
#sadness
#anger
#betrayal #emptiness
#betrayal #emptiness
624 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
26th Oct 2017 00:51am
26th Oct 2017 00:51am
Father that Was Never There
Hello? Are you there?
Where did you go?
Why can't I see you? Why can't I feel you?
I miss you even though I never knew you
I hear rumors
I tell stories
Who knows if any of it is true
I have an image of you deep in my brain
Is that not real too?
I think about you often
I wonder what happened to you
Did you ever try to find me?
I told them I wouldn't want to meet you if I had the chance
too much pain, too much emotion
I could never handle the rejection
You couldn't handle your own pain ...
Where did you go?
Why can't I see you? Why can't I feel you?
I miss you even though I never knew you
I hear rumors
I tell stories
Who knows if any of it is true
I have an image of you deep in my brain
Is that not real too?
I think about you often
I wonder what happened to you
Did you ever try to find me?
I told them I wouldn't want to meet you if I had the chance
too much pain, too much emotion
I could never handle the rejection
You couldn't handle your own pain ...
#father
#childhood
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#emotional
621 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by okanna93 (MJWells93)
