Submissions by poetbradley
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i try to write with my heart and emotions,i try and get deep. i been reading and writing for years. i look forward to reading yours.
DARK POEM
Published
14th Jul 2012 2:25am
14th Jul 2012 2:25am
ravish your soul
when people look at me they see what they want to see,
are you inclined to visualize me as a diabolical demon,
dressed in black with all my tattos?
does my life portray me as a bloodthisty
whoremonger who has resorted to sleazy
one night stands?
does my life reflect me as a messenger
of the souls of the dead?
occasionally you are shocked by what i say.
immediately you pace back and forth like a wolf.
you immediately developed sympathy for me.
you are having conflict between good and evil.
i carefully convince you
into letting me drink your...
are you inclined to visualize me as a diabolical demon,
dressed in black with all my tattos?
does my life portray me as a bloodthisty
whoremonger who has resorted to sleazy
one night stands?
does my life reflect me as a messenger
of the souls of the dead?
occasionally you are shocked by what i say.
immediately you pace back and forth like a wolf.
you immediately developed sympathy for me.
you are having conflict between good and evil.
i carefully convince you
into letting me drink your...
766 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 6:16pm
13th Jul 2012 6:16pm
living nightmare
living nightmare,
life is just a living nightmare,
when depression starts sitting in.
we go to the doctors for help he writes a prescription,
we go to pick up not in yet,we dont have any money,
it only makes matters worst,
the anxiety, emotions starts sitting in,
we carefully analyze the choices of this,
is living like this in misery or better then death.
we have disputed this life sucks.
in death their is no pain just rest.
we ask ourselfs as we weigh the issue of suicide.
what would be a perfect death be like?
we already know everyone has...
life is just a living nightmare,
when depression starts sitting in.
we go to the doctors for help he writes a prescription,
we go to pick up not in yet,we dont have any money,
it only makes matters worst,
the anxiety, emotions starts sitting in,
we carefully analyze the choices of this,
is living like this in misery or better then death.
we have disputed this life sucks.
in death their is no pain just rest.
we ask ourselfs as we weigh the issue of suicide.
what would be a perfect death be like?
we already know everyone has...
649 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 5:55pm
13th Jul 2012 5:55pm
school days
school days,
headaches, heartaches,
school girl crushes,
school books backpacks,
hugs and kisses promise rings,
football games,
proms homecoming,
graduation,
friday night party night,
smokin, tokin, we aint jokein,
farm partys gets my head workin,
doin body shots, girls a strippin,
coin for juke box and condoms flowin,
crashin,burnin,meth anit workin,rave and estacy and strob lights,
k-12 and spice smoke fills the air,
headaches, heartaches,
school girl crushes,
school books backpacks,
hugs and kisses promise rings,
football games,
proms homecoming,
graduation,
friday night party night,
smokin, tokin, we aint jokein,
farm partys gets my head workin,
doin body shots, girls a strippin,
coin for juke box and condoms flowin,
crashin,burnin,meth anit workin,rave and estacy and strob lights,
k-12 and spice smoke fills the air,
942 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 10:01am
13th Jul 2012 10:01am
saloon
saloon,
heading to the saloon,
well fight or fuck,
nothing changes,
except the calendar,
we enter
we see old friends and new faces,
the smell of beer and cigs is the first thing we notice,
looking for a seat in the rear,
we walk past the restrooms to the smell of urine,
men playing pool and darts.
old timers teeling storys of yester year,
women double check their hair and make-up,
the band begins to play,
couples dancing to the sounds,
midnight hour grows near,
fights break out we head outside,
to have a cig and a joint....
heading to the saloon,
well fight or fuck,
nothing changes,
except the calendar,
we enter
we see old friends and new faces,
the smell of beer and cigs is the first thing we notice,
looking for a seat in the rear,
we walk past the restrooms to the smell of urine,
men playing pool and darts.
old timers teeling storys of yester year,
women double check their hair and make-up,
the band begins to play,
couples dancing to the sounds,
midnight hour grows near,
fights break out we head outside,
to have a cig and a joint....
808 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 9:45am
13th Jul 2012 9:45am
home school
home school,
i have the best teacher,
i love the class size,
i always have the teachers attention and love,
no peer pressure,
we save alot on clothes,
lunch is always hot and yummy,
no school shooting,
no bullying,
feild trips are awesome,
no after school tv
i would rather read a book,
tv is bias and too much sex and violents,
no set time to begin and end,
my grades are way up,
my mom and home school rocks.....................
i have the best teacher,
i love the class size,
i always have the teachers attention and love,
no peer pressure,
we save alot on clothes,
lunch is always hot and yummy,
no school shooting,
no bullying,
feild trips are awesome,
no after school tv
i would rather read a book,
tv is bias and too much sex and violents,
no set time to begin and end,
my grades are way up,
my mom and home school rocks.....................
923 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Jul 2012 11:21pm
12th Jul 2012 11:21pm
road to excess
my road to excess,
during one of my many blackouts,
i awoke to realize that i have been living on the edge,
testing the the bonds of reality,
i survived and came out on top,
i have found peace and total freedom,
see you on the other side.................
during one of my many blackouts,
i awoke to realize that i have been living on the edge,
testing the the bonds of reality,
i survived and came out on top,
i have found peace and total freedom,
see you on the other side.................
681 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jul 2012 11:20pm
12th Jul 2012 11:20pm
shy guy
he satting at the club,
spinning beers,
doing shots of jack,
trying to get his nerve up,
he knew she was do,
she walks in,,
everyone is wow,
even the women are in awe,
strawberry blonde hair flowing,
sparkling glowing green eyes,
her perfume give off the scent of spring breeze,
her summer dress flowing as she strolls in.
she peck a seat at the bar,
all the guys want to talk and buy,
but she came in to see me
the shy guy,
my hands sweating, my heart is beating fast,
she says its time for us to dance,
she has beaten the egg...
spinning beers,
doing shots of jack,
trying to get his nerve up,
he knew she was do,
she walks in,,
everyone is wow,
even the women are in awe,
strawberry blonde hair flowing,
sparkling glowing green eyes,
her perfume give off the scent of spring breeze,
her summer dress flowing as she strolls in.
she peck a seat at the bar,
all the guys want to talk and buy,
but she came in to see me
the shy guy,
my hands sweating, my heart is beating fast,
she says its time for us to dance,
she has beaten the egg...
734 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2012 1:56pm
12th Jul 2012 1:56pm
dawn
dawn,
jet black hair and a red bandana,
dark eyes shadow and dark lips,
hard body head to toe,
dress i a black tight dress
fish net panty holes,
bright red finger nails,
dock martin boots with lots
of chains hanging off,
piercing green eyes
i could tell she had a
story behind thoses
beauityful eyes.
she had a face you couldnt forget,
total darkness outside
she dances nude to raise
the spirits of the dead.
she puts her magic into action,
nothing to pervent her
wicked desires
practices every evil thought
i am...
jet black hair and a red bandana,
dark eyes shadow and dark lips,
hard body head to toe,
dress i a black tight dress
fish net panty holes,
bright red finger nails,
dock martin boots with lots
of chains hanging off,
piercing green eyes
i could tell she had a
story behind thoses
beauityful eyes.
she had a face you couldnt forget,
total darkness outside
she dances nude to raise
the spirits of the dead.
she puts her magic into action,
nothing to pervent her
wicked desires
practices every evil thought
i am...
781 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Jul 2012 6:36pm
10th Jul 2012 6:36pm
questions?
julie,
can she endure
my mind games?
does she scream
with pain from memeories of me?
does she regret ever meeting me?
can she endure
my mind games?
does she scream
with pain from memeories of me?
does she regret ever meeting me?
613 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jul 2012 7:12am
10th Jul 2012 7:12am
how much are you worth?
I am a horse,
i work hard for tv, circus, and the rodeo.
lots of money the actors make,
i get only oats and hay,
i dont have a say,
my name wont be in the credits,
its a bitch being a slave,
i need more then oats and hay,
i need love and hugs and room to play,
i just hope peta makes them pay......................
i work hard for tv, circus, and the rodeo.
lots of money the actors make,
i get only oats and hay,
i dont have a say,
my name wont be in the credits,
its a bitch being a slave,
i need more then oats and hay,
i need love and hugs and room to play,
i just hope peta makes them pay......................
770 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 4:01pm
8th Jul 2012 4:01pm
pam and julie
pam and julie,
they sat in their rooms on fri and saturday night,
they have no friends they are mere outcast,
mere nobodies,
students walk past them in the hall,
invisable they are never noticed,
they feel lonely, left out, humilation.
depression has sat in, they are sad,
they think and try cutting,snapping rubber bands on
their wrist.
it only brings more pain,
the thought of suicide crosses their mind.
is death the only answer?
dont be delinquent,
the devils reading roll call,
they sat in their rooms on fri and saturday night,
they have no friends they are mere outcast,
mere nobodies,
students walk past them in the hall,
invisable they are never noticed,
they feel lonely, left out, humilation.
depression has sat in, they are sad,
they think and try cutting,snapping rubber bands on
their wrist.
it only brings more pain,
the thought of suicide crosses their mind.
is death the only answer?
dont be delinquent,
the devils reading roll call,
657 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 12:37pm
8th Jul 2012 12:37pm
wild child jamie
when i was young,
i drank to excess,
i was so stoned i was on everything but roller skates,
i lived for today, because their may not be a tomarrow.
did i enslave and destory my mind and body?
did i hurt my loved ones?
my mind is very frightening,
i have a very big imagination,
i have analzye my mind and have anticipated,
the hidden dangers?
have i blown a fuze?
am i doomed for sinister damanation?
my paraniod delusions appears and disappears,
am i just to baked and burned out?
a mind is a terrible thing to waste................
i drank to excess,
i was so stoned i was on everything but roller skates,
i lived for today, because their may not be a tomarrow.
did i enslave and destory my mind and body?
did i hurt my loved ones?
my mind is very frightening,
i have a very big imagination,
i have analzye my mind and have anticipated,
the hidden dangers?
have i blown a fuze?
am i doomed for sinister damanation?
my paraniod delusions appears and disappears,
am i just to baked and burned out?
a mind is a terrible thing to waste................
747 reads
2 Comments
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