Submissions by penguin_eater
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i wish i was a good poet. the problem is, i'm not, and wishes don't come true.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jul 2014 7:13pm
19th Jul 2014 7:13pm
envision it, octopus
actually,
eight legs,
we fry our fish fingers
in custard
the rainbows
dance without the rain
here
the flowers
smile at you
and never die
envision it, octopus
the sky full of
beads
and
raining bits of paper
don't go outside your door
you never know
what you might find
all the birds
are never seen
without a little hat
fireflies
fly
in
fire
but never
glow
moths are drawn to
darkness
bullets cannot hit
my bubble
words
cannot...
eight legs,
we fry our fish fingers
in custard
the rainbows
dance without the rain
here
the flowers
smile at you
and never die
envision it, octopus
the sky full of
beads
and
raining bits of paper
don't go outside your door
you never know
what you might find
all the birds
are never seen
without a little hat
fireflies
fly
in
fire
but never
glow
moths are drawn to
darkness
bullets cannot hit
my bubble
words
cannot...
925 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2014 4:42pm
6th Jul 2014 4:42pm
ash
i'm choking on this secondhand smoke,
it billows off of you in disgusting clouds,
your personality is cancerous, killing me, slowly,
people offer me chemotherapy, thinking such a
simple method will make you hide away
and leave me alone, ha, some people are more foolish than I am,
like a bee I was sedated, until I woke and realized the truth:
I am a person, my own person
but to escape this far in would be suicide,
and it will be, for I am stuck in the smoke with no way out,
too many seconds
too many days
too many years
I am but
the ash...
it billows off of you in disgusting clouds,
your personality is cancerous, killing me, slowly,
people offer me chemotherapy, thinking such a
simple method will make you hide away
and leave me alone, ha, some people are more foolish than I am,
like a bee I was sedated, until I woke and realized the truth:
I am a person, my own person
but to escape this far in would be suicide,
and it will be, for I am stuck in the smoke with no way out,
too many seconds
too many days
too many years
I am but
the ash...
714 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jun 2014 00:11am
29th Jun 2014 00:11am
plagiarism
mindlessly humming,
i walk in the patches of sunlight
through the trees,
pretending that if the darkness
touches me, i'll die
it soon became quiet, as the birds
watched me reenact my death,
they call it 'morbid curiosity,'
phrases are often found with gossips,
ridiculous birds with their beautiful feathers
and pretty voices, never shut up, the things
death is a tricky creation, you can die
so many different ways
i am just afraid my precious jewels
will be stolen from my mind
by the vultures on the...
i walk in the patches of sunlight
through the trees,
pretending that if the darkness
touches me, i'll die
it soon became quiet, as the birds
watched me reenact my death,
they call it 'morbid curiosity,'
phrases are often found with gossips,
ridiculous birds with their beautiful feathers
and pretty voices, never shut up, the things
death is a tricky creation, you can die
so many different ways
i am just afraid my precious jewels
will be stolen from my mind
by the vultures on the...
771 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2014 00:18am
21st Jun 2014 00:18am
daisies and buttercups
Don't dis my obsessions
at the moment you're
in detention, haven't woken
still sleeping since sixth grade,
imperfections, luckily neither of us face
election because we're time bombs
supposedly girls with flowers crave attention,
absolutely agreeable reflection
not to mention the
deathbed sentence, keep me posted on your
boring notions, might as well stay
up to date, just in case
times change too fast for me
to jump back on the hipster bus,
elation is for the sunshine, i'd like a
ride back to hell, it's...
at the moment you're
in detention, haven't woken
still sleeping since sixth grade,
imperfections, luckily neither of us face
election because we're time bombs
supposedly girls with flowers crave attention,
absolutely agreeable reflection
not to mention the
deathbed sentence, keep me posted on your
boring notions, might as well stay
up to date, just in case
times change too fast for me
to jump back on the hipster bus,
elation is for the sunshine, i'd like a
ride back to hell, it's...
754 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th May 2014 9:13pm
5th May 2014 9:13pm
it doesn't even matter
well
maybe I'm a bitch
maybe you're a whore
maybe I like
walking on the earth
like it isn't round
and hoping
I fall off the edge
(maybe it doesn't
even matter)
mind-fuck
maybe I'm a bitch
maybe you're a whore
maybe I like
walking on the earth
like it isn't round
and hoping
I fall off the edge
(maybe it doesn't
even matter)
mind-fuck
692 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd May 2014 12:47pm
2nd May 2014 12:47pm
falling (haiku)
how many feathers
fell from your wings as you dived
into the ocean
fell from your wings as you dived
into the ocean
848 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st May 2014 12:35pm
1st May 2014 12:35pm
signed up for heaven
I signed up for heaven,
the other day.
I have to get
three letters of recommendation
from the deceased
and signatures from Jesus
saying I am a saint.
The deceased laughed at me,
and turned me away.
Jesus took my hand,
and told me to pray more often.
So I took my name
off the list to heaven,
and wrote it on my arm
instead.
the other day.
I have to get
three letters of recommendation
from the deceased
and signatures from Jesus
saying I am a saint.
The deceased laughed at me,
and turned me away.
Jesus took my hand,
and told me to pray more often.
So I took my name
off the list to heaven,
and wrote it on my arm
instead.
880 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Apr 2014 8:21pm
28th Apr 2014 8:21pm
cute
i'm not crazy,
I just think you'd look cuter
with this knife
lodged in your neck.
I just think you'd look cuter
with this knife
lodged in your neck.
701 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Apr 2014 12:26pm
27th Apr 2014 12:26pm
dinosaur heads
it's funny, how many
dinosaur heads
you can find
on the bloodstained waves
of a lonely sailor's sea
dinosaur heads
you can find
on the bloodstained waves
of a lonely sailor's sea
898 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Apr 2014 4:39pm
26th Apr 2014 4:39pm
eggs
some days
I just pretend
I'm pippi longstocking
and I can do
anything-
but most days
I just crack the egg
into the bowl
and sigh
as I
stir.
I wish I
could just
crack them
over my head
with a smile,
meanwhile the horse in the house
isn't going to work out
so I suppose a hamster
will do.
I just pretend
I'm pippi longstocking
and I can do
anything-
but most days
I just crack the egg
into the bowl
and sigh
as I
stir.
I wish I
could just
crack them
over my head
with a smile,
meanwhile the horse in the house
isn't going to work out
so I suppose a hamster
will do.
968 reads
7 Comments
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