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
This poem is called The Rain
Clearly, the willow reaches depths into me…
Lifting all that I am…
Revealing all that my heart bleeds…
Shard pieces of what lays in ruin …
My eyes roll back to black…
Bach ,lamenting soldier’s suicide …
Attempts to blind me by his enslaved deceit …
Yet I still stand upon this mountain top...
The plains I see completely…
Beyond the veil of mere deception…
Two worlds away of dual perception…
Perplexing… reflections…
Eyes of glory yet continue leading my way…
I never told you I was a messenger…
As I watch you waver so immaturely …
Our...
Lifting all that I am…
Revealing all that my heart bleeds…
Shard pieces of what lays in ruin …
My eyes roll back to black…
Bach ,lamenting soldier’s suicide …
Attempts to blind me by his enslaved deceit …
Yet I still stand upon this mountain top...
The plains I see completely…
Beyond the veil of mere deception…
Two worlds away of dual perception…
Perplexing… reflections…
Eyes of glory yet continue leading my way…
I never told you I was a messenger…
As I watch you waver so immaturely …
Our...
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This poem is called Instant breakfast
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This poem is called Obsessed Black Female !!
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This poem is called Her Hearts Voice Awakened
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This poem is called Back Against the wall
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What I Think of; Part 1
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Life and death of a victim of heroin use
Life to you is like a herion rush,then you vomit and it's over.You want to die,you don't care cause you're so high.You start to cry and prey to your lord...Why?Oh why?You start to shake and quiver,and feel enormous pain in your liver.You start to think this is the end,but the rush has just started to begin.As your soul is being taken,you shake constantly and you quiver more.Then you see the light flashing,bright at your door.You grab a sharp object and run it through your heart.And your soul has no choice but to depart...In the last few seconds you have to live.Your rush stops like it never...
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Fantasy
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Bow To Her Power.
1175 reads
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Melodic Their Jazz
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Milk chocolate supreme
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MONSTERS INSIDE
We are all monsters inside...
fighting oppressive thoughts of suicide
We all have faults and malefic curses
and we do vile things to fill up our purses
We all have wicked, monstrous thoughts
but we paint and polish our skin that rots
and we leave our souls to be so defiled
leaving the unsuspecting fools beguiled
We plot against and pillage next door
and commit other acts that we abhor
but renewing our spirits is much too hard
We can buy a new face to cover what's scarred
We can buy a new body to replace what's flawed
while our...
fighting oppressive thoughts of suicide
We all have faults and malefic curses
and we do vile things to fill up our purses
We all have wicked, monstrous thoughts
but we paint and polish our skin that rots
and we leave our souls to be so defiled
leaving the unsuspecting fools beguiled
We plot against and pillage next door
and commit other acts that we abhor
but renewing our spirits is much too hard
We can buy a new face to cover what's scarred
We can buy a new body to replace what's flawed
while our...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by poetjj (Juan M. Maldonado Jr.)