Submissions by peninnah (The Blue Rose)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I got so many secrets to tell!
A feature of time
I have been occupied by silence. Yes! She and I have become bonded.
You see, with aging, one comes upon realization: most songs were needlessly produced and events fulfil more, when soulfully experienced as opposed to romanticized in notary, if you get my meaning!
No, my dear reader. I have not encountered the dreadful black veil. Rather, my canvas lay bare, mostly because; best of poetry like aged whiskey, should be preserved in their original form.
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You see, with aging, one comes upon realization: most songs were needlessly produced and events fulfil more, when soulfully experienced as opposed to romanticized in notary, if you get my meaning!
No, my dear reader. I have not encountered the dreadful black veil. Rather, my canvas lay bare, mostly because; best of poetry like aged whiskey, should be preserved in their original form.
©
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#LifeAsAWriter
#PersonalGrowth
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
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"You think of me as a child? Well, you wrong. I am much younger than that!"
Dear Sir,
It is regrettable, despite my longing, your ego continue to deny a response to my last correspondence.
If this follows the unfortune mishap that took place last Friday, it’s only fair, we have an understanding. If you would agree?
You see sir, I throw tantrums, often enough, I must say! You see, this is one of the ways I make love to my darlings. The thing is, and I know perhaps this is your struggle! When I do, When I do throw a tantrum, ah; because you did not respond to my message as soon or because in my presence you throw your arms 'round a girl or...
It is regrettable, despite my longing, your ego continue to deny a response to my last correspondence.
If this follows the unfortune mishap that took place last Friday, it’s only fair, we have an understanding. If you would agree?
You see sir, I throw tantrums, often enough, I must say! You see, this is one of the ways I make love to my darlings. The thing is, and I know perhaps this is your struggle! When I do, When I do throw a tantrum, ah; because you did not respond to my message as soon or because in my presence you throw your arms 'round a girl or...
#friendship
#confessional
#funny
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OH GAZA! OH JERUSALEM! (A DIRGE)
Gaza! Oh Gaza
The City By The Sea
Where My Disciples And I washed Feet
Oh What Is Been Done To You!
Jerusalem! Oh Jerusalem
"The City Of The Great King;"
"Peace I Leave With You; My Peace I Give You"
It's Being Done To Me "In Your Name."
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The Poet Of Beirut~
The City By The Sea
Where My Disciples And I washed Feet
Oh What Is Been Done To You!
Jerusalem! Oh Jerusalem
"The City Of The Great King;"
"Peace I Leave With You; My Peace I Give You"
It's Being Done To Me "In Your Name."
©
The Poet Of Beirut~
#conflict
#religion
#God
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Drinking On Wretched Memories...
Of times when my tongue was laser and blade
my ways, savage art.
I blackout on the day I broke you.
my ways, savage art.
I blackout on the day I broke you.
#regret
#ImSorry
#heartbroken #breakup
#heartbroken #breakup
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Nothing's Lost, you see?
When my frame can no longer hold me here, My Spirit, He will search The Eternal for dreams held off my reach. Planting these as seeds in my children's blood, He will say, "These sketches, Nana left them to guide the path you choose to follow."
We do not only give birth to our children. He Who gives them life, gives us their dreams as well to bear.
Nothing's Lost, You see?!
We do not only give birth to our children. He Who gives them life, gives us their dreams as well to bear.
Nothing's Lost, You see?!
#children
#dreams
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
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"Apathy, What is Apathy?"
Apathy, what is apathy?” I think I heard that line in a movie, or someone asked in Philosophy… Anyway, forget history, it is our children who will aim and shoot; ashamed even, that our complacency and blood ruins their veins.
Everyday we witness the slaughter of innocence and choose not to do something. We throw a full bowl in the bin right next to the starving then rush back in to our mansion and call the police on the hopeless sleeping outside because they are messing with our lawn.
But again, We are the same people who veto peace for war. ...
Everyday we witness the slaughter of innocence and choose not to do something. We throw a full bowl in the bin right next to the starving then rush back in to our mansion and call the police on the hopeless sleeping outside because they are messing with our lawn.
But again, We are the same people who veto peace for war. ...
#oppression
#war
#humankind
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
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Night Strikes At Dawn
Death graciously sleeps in the family until breath leaves home.
Health only has to sneeze and illness bless you.
Bliss and Grief are twins, they visit when the other exit.
Rock Bottom lazily drives on the Fastlane awaiting High life to turn Red.
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Patterned-Partners patented ~ life.
Health only has to sneeze and illness bless you.
Bliss and Grief are twins, they visit when the other exit.
Rock Bottom lazily drives on the Fastlane awaiting High life to turn Red.
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Patterned-Partners patented ~ life.
#LifeCycle
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Naked Truth~
Heartbreak: A Heart brewing love
Without a mate
To get drunk with.
Without a mate
To get drunk with.
#funny
#uplifting
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Pink Roses
I have seen the world and been of the world. Only, every bite of the world begot more hunger.
I have worn pants and climbed as far as the ladder. With a full-on career in service, I feel most empty even with a positive balance in the account.
My dreams are now of pink roses; a small country house by the lake facing the mountain, a partner to keep me laughing and these beautiful triplets complete my joy!"
I had thought to feed the world. Instead, the world made a feast on me.
It's only in My Lord Jesus Christ I'm sate.
I have worn pants and climbed as far as the ladder. With a full-on career in service, I feel most empty even with a positive balance in the account.
My dreams are now of pink roses; a small country house by the lake facing the mountain, a partner to keep me laughing and these beautiful triplets complete my joy!"
I had thought to feed the world. Instead, the world made a feast on me.
It's only in My Lord Jesus Christ I'm sate.
#dreams
#confessional
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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Hello Tomorrow~
Dear Gifted Hands,
My first thoughts of you were, well, I didn't have any! Haha! I did not particularly notice you;
An electric shock rather, reverberates ever since the first Hello; a pungent pungent ache to hold and protect you from any hurt.
I did not fall into love with you. There were no butterflies to write about. Meeting you was a mother's joy to a son's homecoming!
Hello Tomorrow~
My first thoughts of you were, well, I didn't have any! Haha! I did not particularly notice you;
An electric shock rather, reverberates ever since the first Hello; a pungent pungent ache to hold and protect you from any hurt.
I did not fall into love with you. There were no butterflies to write about. Meeting you was a mother's joy to a son's homecoming!
Hello Tomorrow~
#ILoveYou
#beauty
#admiration
#respect
#IMissYou
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A MATTER OF TIME
"Guard yourself!" I long to chat him, "until you in my arms again."
But beauty lies unspoken in truth.
It's well understood;
He is my home and I am his.
But beauty lies unspoken in truth.
It's well understood;
He is my home and I am his.
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
#admiration
#respect
#IMissYou
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THE POET OF BEIRUT
The Poet is a mad woman;
Words: Tempest in his mind.
The Poet is a pregnant woman;
Words: Pangs of his existence.
Words: Tempest in his mind.
The Poet is a pregnant woman;
Words: Pangs of his existence.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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