Submissions by poedelkietjie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is the words left unspoken and the things left unseen. It changes the way you look at life and its surroundings.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2022 3:28am
5th Jan 2022 3:28am
It's better to have a number 2
Everybody has somebody
Every pot has its lid
Every tree has its bird
Every road has its end
You even have somebody too
"She looks nice", I noted
Does she make you happy?
I can see that she makes you smile
My girl, you are married now.
Sharing your life with your soulmate.
Living and growing together
Y'all be there for one another...
Life is about searching for someone
Who makes that something
Just a little bit more worth it
Its about making adventures together.
I've been on so many...
Every pot has its lid
Every tree has its bird
Every road has its end
You even have somebody too
"She looks nice", I noted
Does she make you happy?
I can see that she makes you smile
My girl, you are married now.
Sharing your life with your soulmate.
Living and growing together
Y'all be there for one another...
Life is about searching for someone
Who makes that something
Just a little bit more worth it
Its about making adventures together.
I've been on so many...
#love
#kindness
#relationships #confessional
#relationships #confessional
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Nov 2021 7:54pm
7th Nov 2021 7:54pm
I have a secret
I have a secret I don't want to tell
Its my personal mess, part of my story.
I don't want your sympathy,
and I don't want your help!
I just want you to listen.
Secrets are interesting:
Everyone has some.
But if a secret is kept to yourself,
once you die, no one will ever know.
So I decide to trust you with my secret.
My secret that was too big to keep.
I showed you what behind all the tears and lies and the millions of fake smiles and "happy thoughts".
I showed you a part of me.
It was a part I thought I'd always...
Its my personal mess, part of my story.
I don't want your sympathy,
and I don't want your help!
I just want you to listen.
Secrets are interesting:
Everyone has some.
But if a secret is kept to yourself,
once you die, no one will ever know.
So I decide to trust you with my secret.
My secret that was too big to keep.
I showed you what behind all the tears and lies and the millions of fake smiles and "happy thoughts".
I showed you a part of me.
It was a part I thought I'd always...
#anxiety
#love
#secrets
#memories
#honesty
449 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2020 9:56pm
18th Apr 2020 9:56pm
My bundle of Care
Look over there:
Its my bundle of Care.
Just resting on the couch,
waiting to be woken up.
He passed out after our argument.
His stress levels were way too high.
He couldn't stand the fighting.
His heart is not a thing.
Someone needs to talk to him.
To calm him down,
to show him someone cares.
He needs to know that he is loved.
I know your confidence is low,
and its completely all Emotions' fault.
Please wake up!
We want you to check up on us!
Make sure we eat enough
and drink...
Its my bundle of Care.
Just resting on the couch,
waiting to be woken up.
He passed out after our argument.
His stress levels were way too high.
He couldn't stand the fighting.
His heart is not a thing.
Someone needs to talk to him.
To calm him down,
to show him someone cares.
He needs to know that he is loved.
I know your confidence is low,
and its completely all Emotions' fault.
Please wake up!
We want you to check up on us!
Make sure we eat enough
and drink...
#kindness
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
#FeelingLost
#emotions
397 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
7th Apr 2020 9:46pm
7th Apr 2020 9:46pm
When do you die?
When do you die?
My child, it was the moment right after I stopped asking why...
My child, it was the moment right after I stopped asking why...
#betrayal
#LifeStruggles
#suffering
#hurt
#SelfWorth
348 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
31st Mar 2020 10:50pm
31st Mar 2020 10:50pm
Everyday
Everyday
I leave tears behind
Go on with life
Tell people I'm fine
Hold back my feelings
Pretend I'm happy
Wesring bright clothes
'cause it hides my black mood
But not today
I can't take it anymore
The gossips behind my back
The laughter of happy people
Why can't I just go away?
Into a very deep sleep...
Forever
I leave tears behind
Go on with life
Tell people I'm fine
Hold back my feelings
Pretend I'm happy
Wesring bright clothes
'cause it hides my black mood
But not today
I can't take it anymore
The gossips behind my back
The laughter of happy people
Why can't I just go away?
Into a very deep sleep...
Forever
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
#fear
487 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2020 2:49am
3rd Mar 2020 2:49am
I’m still waiting on the ending
You are half written poetry -
There are only that many verses.
Every verse represents a different chapter,
memories we shared together.
I wanted to finish writing it,
but I only came half way.
I don’t have more words to add.
Every adventure is already written.
But the poem ends in a comma,
Come back and continue writing...
There are only that many verses.
Every verse represents a different chapter,
memories we shared together.
I wanted to finish writing it,
but I only came half way.
I don’t have more words to add.
Every adventure is already written.
But the poem ends in a comma,
Come back and continue writing...
#love
#heartbroken
#TruthOfLife
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Feb 2020 11:24pm
12th Feb 2020 11:24pm
Dead flower
I was a sunflower
wild and free
you were sent by the sun
to give me energy to breathe
but you were a weed
and you killed me.
wild and free
you were sent by the sun
to give me energy to breathe
but you were a weed
and you killed me.
#depression
#heartbroken
#breakup
#hurt
#bittersweet
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0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2020 10:17pm
2nd Feb 2020 10:17pm
Which way is the moon?
Will you point me in the direction of the moon?
Will you hold my hand while we walk bare feet
on an old dirt road?
Will you dance with me in the rain?
Will you give me advice, good or bad?
Will you listen to me, will you understand?
Will you sit next to me in the shower?
Naked on our butts, just enjoying your company.
Will you listen to my voice when I sing?
Will you sing with me to our own tune?
Will you write me a letter? With pen, by hand,
just because you can?
Will you read my poetry? Will you read it out loud?
Will you...
Will you hold my hand while we walk bare feet
on an old dirt road?
Will you dance with me in the rain?
Will you give me advice, good or bad?
Will you listen to me, will you understand?
Will you sit next to me in the shower?
Naked on our butts, just enjoying your company.
Will you listen to my voice when I sing?
Will you sing with me to our own tune?
Will you write me a letter? With pen, by hand,
just because you can?
Will you read my poetry? Will you read it out loud?
Will you...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup #hurt
#breakup #hurt
423 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Jan 2020 4:52am
5th Jan 2020 4:52am
“I’m not proud of that moment”
You were my safe space.
You were my friend...
With you, I finally felt like I can be me.
You encouraged me.
You helped me see that I am capable of
so much more than what I felt that night.
How do I trust again?
Will I ever be able to sleep soundly around people? Will I ever not feel forced?
You broke my trust!
You broke me.
So, congratulations I guess, I finally know what you feel like too.
But the thing that hurt me most,
I said no and you disrespected me...
yet I was the one that said sorry.
I was the one that...
You were my friend...
With you, I finally felt like I can be me.
You encouraged me.
You helped me see that I am capable of
so much more than what I felt that night.
How do I trust again?
Will I ever be able to sleep soundly around people? Will I ever not feel forced?
You broke my trust!
You broke me.
So, congratulations I guess, I finally know what you feel like too.
But the thing that hurt me most,
I said no and you disrespected me...
yet I was the one that said sorry.
I was the one that...
#secrets
#betrayal
#FeelingLost
417 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Dec 2019 2:36am
20th Dec 2019 2:36am
Ek het my siel aan die liggies verkoop
Ek verloor myself in die liggies,
want daar is so baie en jy kan jou siel deur almal van hulle sien
maar soos ek deur die liggies vir my siel probeer soek
besef ek dat ek myself oorgegee het aan ‘n plek en kultuur wat my nooit sal ontleed nie,
‘n plek wat my nie verstaan nie. En tussen al die liggies deur soek ek nogsteeds my hart,
maar al wat na my terug kyk is hope vrae sonder antwoorde.
So ek kyk na jou
liggies
en dan vra ek weer,
Aan hoeveel mense moet ek my siel ontbloot voor jy helderder sal
skyn?
want daar is so baie en jy kan jou siel deur almal van hulle sien
maar soos ek deur die liggies vir my siel probeer soek
besef ek dat ek myself oorgegee het aan ‘n plek en kultuur wat my nooit sal ontleed nie,
‘n plek wat my nie verstaan nie. En tussen al die liggies deur soek ek nogsteeds my hart,
maar al wat na my terug kyk is hope vrae sonder antwoorde.
So ek kyk na jou
liggies
en dan vra ek weer,
Aan hoeveel mense moet ek my siel ontbloot voor jy helderder sal
skyn?
#love
#SelfWorth
460 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Nov 2019 2:36am
10th Nov 2019 2:36am
Objective: I’m beautiful.
My body is an object,
so just use it.
Objects are stationary. They don’t move.
You just use it for your task.
Checked. Completed. Next.
These scars were from rough handling.
Like a library book. A bus stop seat.
A playground toy. A stressed out teen’s nails. Your phone’s broken screen.
Destroyed.
Broken. Ravaged. Hurt.
I just wanted you to look at someone as broken as I am and think I’m beautiful too.
Like a plucked flower in the middle of a desert. Or an old toy in the hands of an orphan. Or a chewed up pen writing poetry. Or...
so just use it.
Objects are stationary. They don’t move.
You just use it for your task.
Checked. Completed. Next.
These scars were from rough handling.
Like a library book. A bus stop seat.
A playground toy. A stressed out teen’s nails. Your phone’s broken screen.
Destroyed.
Broken. Ravaged. Hurt.
I just wanted you to look at someone as broken as I am and think I’m beautiful too.
Like a plucked flower in the middle of a desert. Or an old toy in the hands of an orphan. Or a chewed up pen writing poetry. Or...
#beauty
#SelfHarm
474 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
15th Sep 2019 9:27pm
15th Sep 2019 9:27pm
Home
I have found my soul’s home!
That which I love.
I taught myself happiness,
I learned to laugh.
But you see, I always thought it will be just
one thing,
one place,
one person.
Thats where your soul wants to be.
So I went through life and searched for my soul’s spot.
I moved from different towns to different cities and from different states to different countries in search for that comfort zone.
And little to late was I to realise my heart was home when I looked into your eyes...
That which I love.
I taught myself happiness,
I learned to laugh.
But you see, I always thought it will be just
one thing,
one place,
one person.
Thats where your soul wants to be.
So I went through life and searched for my soul’s spot.
I moved from different towns to different cities and from different states to different countries in search for that comfort zone.
And little to late was I to realise my heart was home when I looked into your eyes...
#happiness
#love
#home #peace
#home #peace
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3 Comments
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