Submissions by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i'm a poet who loves to write i goto poetry contest and win money i also have well over 8,000poems written on my notebooks
Standing Tall
Breathing, looking, feeling and walking
Deciding, choosing, living and talking
Just like a developing child; an adolescent learning
Just like an endless beginning a genuine yearning
Independent, supported or alone
Beg, borrow, or maybe one day I'll even own
There is definitely a light and it is calling me
Close my eyes spread my wings and I will fly free
No more shame, pretend, cheap smiles and lies
No more ifs, buts, maybes or whys?
Who are you? What do you want? How do you sleep?
I know now I am not your possession to abuse and...
Deciding, choosing, living and talking
Just like a developing child; an adolescent learning
Just like an endless beginning a genuine yearning
Independent, supported or alone
Beg, borrow, or maybe one day I'll even own
There is definitely a light and it is calling me
Close my eyes spread my wings and I will fly free
No more shame, pretend, cheap smiles and lies
No more ifs, buts, maybes or whys?
Who are you? What do you want? How do you sleep?
I know now I am not your possession to abuse and...
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This poem is called Round Two
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This poem is called Nasty
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This poem is called What did I do
As i look at my reflection i see the shattered pieces of my former self.
The light has gone from my eyes leaving two dark pools of sadness.
My scars run deep...no one cares to wonder why
The ones who i chose to open up to only added salt into my wounds..
They don't care....Its not them
They don't know my struggle... the world is handed to them on a silver platter...Yet they smile in my face and ignore my tears but when i go silent they ask what's the matter
I realize now that I am alone in this war...I've fought for those who wouldn't lift a finger to defend me....
The light has gone from my eyes leaving two dark pools of sadness.
My scars run deep...no one cares to wonder why
The ones who i chose to open up to only added salt into my wounds..
They don't care....Its not them
They don't know my struggle... the world is handed to them on a silver platter...Yet they smile in my face and ignore my tears but when i go silent they ask what's the matter
I realize now that I am alone in this war...I've fought for those who wouldn't lift a finger to defend me....
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part 1 - Robbed Me Blind (A Story of a Scandalous Girl - A Man Gets Set Up)
The week was rough so I get in my car,
I start it up & head to the bar.
As I sit there & sip,
I make eye contact with this pretty chick.
She stands up & begins to walk,
she sits by me & we start to talk.
I feel buzzed & the room is spinning,
we keep talking & now she is grinning.
I can feel my heart start to race,
we both agree to go back to my place.
We're at my home & I kiss her neck,
this is a night that I won't soon forget.
In her kisses I drown,
but my head starts to pound.
After a bad week I'm as happy...
I start it up & head to the bar.
As I sit there & sip,
I make eye contact with this pretty chick.
She stands up & begins to walk,
she sits by me & we start to talk.
I feel buzzed & the room is spinning,
we keep talking & now she is grinning.
I can feel my heart start to race,
we both agree to go back to my place.
We're at my home & I kiss her neck,
this is a night that I won't soon forget.
In her kisses I drown,
but my head starts to pound.
After a bad week I'm as happy...
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my testimony
when i was born i never got along with my mom or dad but mostly my dad b/c he used to beat me day n nite.
he broke my fingers,ribs,nose,jaw in 2places...
MY MOM NEVER PROTECT ME.SHE WAS SCARE OF HIM.
he beat me when he was drunk or not drunk.
one night when i was in my crib and i was 6months old my parents was fighting.
and my dad gun went off n shot me in da skull i thought i died but god saved me n i had brain surgery to remove the bullet.
and now i have a problem with my head but i act like a kid sumtymes its not my fault dat i act like a kid that bullet messup my...
he broke my fingers,ribs,nose,jaw in 2places...
MY MOM NEVER PROTECT ME.SHE WAS SCARE OF HIM.
he beat me when he was drunk or not drunk.
one night when i was in my crib and i was 6months old my parents was fighting.
and my dad gun went off n shot me in da skull i thought i died but god saved me n i had brain surgery to remove the bullet.
and now i have a problem with my head but i act like a kid sumtymes its not my fault dat i act like a kid that bullet messup my...
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This poem is called I forgive you daddy
Slap i never do anything wrong even though i don't you hit me all day long slap! You just hit me again till im black and blue all just because i looked at you slap! You hit me hard across the face screaming at me saying i am a disgrace slap!You hit me again just because i ask you why,why do you shout ugly words at me.Why do you wish i would die.Slap! You never hear my screams,you always break my dreams.You never hear my beg,you throw me against the wall and break my leg.Slap! Daddy i don't care what you do i will always love you.I can no longer make a sound,for now i am buried in the...
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This poem is called This nightmare
I KEEP DREAMING OF THIS NIGHTMARE
IT KEEPS ME UP MOST NIGHT
I KEEP ON DREAMING OF THE SAME NIGHT
LIKE LIGHTS FLASHING SIRENS LOUDER
I CAN'T IMAGINE NOTHING WORST THAN THIS
I WAKE AND YOU ARE THERE
EYES CLOSED SHIRT RED SOMEONE PLEASE
MY BROTHER IS DEAD
HE IS ON THE CONCRETE
FIGHTING TO BREATHE
THEY HOLDING ME BACK FROM HOLDING HIM
I BEGIN TO YELL JUST SCREAM
THAT'S MY BROTHER LAYING IN THE STREET
I FALL TO MY KNEES THINKING WHY ME
I WONDER IF HE KNEW I LOVE HIM
PUSHING THROUGH CROWDS
THEY WON'T LET ME SEE HIM NOW...
IT KEEPS ME UP MOST NIGHT
I KEEP ON DREAMING OF THE SAME NIGHT
LIKE LIGHTS FLASHING SIRENS LOUDER
I CAN'T IMAGINE NOTHING WORST THAN THIS
I WAKE AND YOU ARE THERE
EYES CLOSED SHIRT RED SOMEONE PLEASE
MY BROTHER IS DEAD
HE IS ON THE CONCRETE
FIGHTING TO BREATHE
THEY HOLDING ME BACK FROM HOLDING HIM
I BEGIN TO YELL JUST SCREAM
THAT'S MY BROTHER LAYING IN THE STREET
I FALL TO MY KNEES THINKING WHY ME
I WONDER IF HE KNEW I LOVE HIM
PUSHING THROUGH CROWDS
THEY WON'T LET ME SEE HIM NOW...
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This poem is called Run my hands
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This poem is called Winner
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This poem is called Being Married
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This poem is called The feeling of love
Silent treatment
It's taking its toll
I've seriously
Not got this
Under control
It's starting to
Tint my soul..
Feeling the pull
Of the gothic trend
Colours of black
And of dark red
Piercings & tattoos
With a Mohawk
On my head
Big leather boots
On my feet
That are fuelled
with deceit
And revolution
Wondering what
Will be the conclusion.
Feelings of anger
Bubble inside
Causing me
Heartburn
So bad
I could cry
Confusion
Has blinded
My sight.
Nearing the end
I feel to...
It's taking its toll
I've seriously
Not got this
Under control
It's starting to
Tint my soul..
Feeling the pull
Of the gothic trend
Colours of black
And of dark red
Piercings & tattoos
With a Mohawk
On my head
Big leather boots
On my feet
That are fuelled
with deceit
And revolution
Wondering what
Will be the conclusion.
Feelings of anger
Bubble inside
Causing me
Heartburn
So bad
I could cry
Confusion
Has blinded
My sight.
Nearing the end
I feel to...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)