Submissions by poetrygoddess86
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
In the end, I will continue to love you.
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jun 2013 4:17pm
24th Jun 2013 4:17pm
Where did the love go???
I am trying to figure out if I have enough love to give anymore. I want to love others as God loves me. I used to have a great love for people, all people. I used to hug others as if the world were ending and I couldn't let go. Where did that go? I want to hug again. I want to love again. I want to get my heart back from those who stole it and crushed it. I know I am a good person, but is that enough to wake up in the morning? Is it enough for me to go out and show what little love I have left in me? Where did it go? It didn't just disappear. Love used to be my favorite thing to talk about,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2013 8:32pm
10th Jun 2013 8:32pm
a love letter
Let me be honest with you. Once upon a time, we knew each other, better than anyone. You could say we were a perfect fit. It's been years since we glanced in each other's direction. At least, I haven't glanced in yours. I am renewing myself but I can't remember past a month ago. It's a new, unchartered territory for me. Let me say, I feel honored to be meeting again. I've never met anyone like you before. You've captured my heart in a way I never imagined.
In my opinion, it's a complete understatement when people say that you were made in God's image. When I see...
In my opinion, it's a complete understatement when people say that you were made in God's image. When I see...
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STORY POEM
Published
6th Nov 2012 5:47pm
6th Nov 2012 5:47pm
My hiding place
There is a place in my heart that once belonged to you. It was bright and beautiful. It was a place I could go and not feel alone or afraid. It was filled with birds and flowers and rays of sunshine; a place where music played constantly. I could go there on a daily basis. I could spend hours there, and just get lost and drown myself in the magic of it all.
If I think hard enough, I can almost smell the beautiful aroma of warm honey and blossoming peonies. If I close my eyes, I can feel the wind blowing gently through my hair and the soft grass in between my toes. The only thing I...
If I think hard enough, I can almost smell the beautiful aroma of warm honey and blossoming peonies. If I close my eyes, I can feel the wind blowing gently through my hair and the soft grass in between my toes. The only thing I...
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STORY POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2012 6:46pm
23rd Oct 2012 6:46pm
I call her... Beautiful girl
A beautiful girl with a heart of gold
living in a world that's left her cold.
I watch as she travels a long and weary road.
The wind blows hard against her face
as she battles to survive in the human race.
The fear and anger consume her mind.
I can see the pain behind her eyes.
Every night she lays and cries
Her eyes glistened when the tears began to glide
As all emotions erupted from inside
Staying strong as she fights her way through,
for even the darkest of nights cannot defeat you.
She heads for a light at the end of an empty path,...
living in a world that's left her cold.
I watch as she travels a long and weary road.
The wind blows hard against her face
as she battles to survive in the human race.
The fear and anger consume her mind.
I can see the pain behind her eyes.
Every night she lays and cries
Her eyes glistened when the tears began to glide
As all emotions erupted from inside
Staying strong as she fights her way through,
for even the darkest of nights cannot defeat you.
She heads for a light at the end of an empty path,...
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STORY POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2012 6:41pm
23rd Oct 2012 6:41pm
Limbo
It’s cold. I can’t feel anything.
My eyes open slowly. My sight is blurry.
As I rub them, to make my vision more clear,
I notice that there is something dripping
down the sides of my face. It isn’t tears. I’m not crying.
It feels sticky. Almost like…
I can’t make out the color on my fingers, but it is dark.
There is blood leaking from my eyes and ears.
The world appears to me. I’m in a forest.
I try to stand but I feel weak. It is strange.
There is a faded light above me.
The autumn leaves are falling everywhere.
As they touch down to the...
My eyes open slowly. My sight is blurry.
As I rub them, to make my vision more clear,
I notice that there is something dripping
down the sides of my face. It isn’t tears. I’m not crying.
It feels sticky. Almost like…
I can’t make out the color on my fingers, but it is dark.
There is blood leaking from my eyes and ears.
The world appears to me. I’m in a forest.
I try to stand but I feel weak. It is strange.
There is a faded light above me.
The autumn leaves are falling everywhere.
As they touch down to the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2012 10:54pm
22nd Oct 2012 10:54pm
One Man
How do I begin to explain what it is that I've been through? I could just be brave and bare my soul. It's not that easy anymore. Ever since I was a child, I've opened my heart to so many people. I've poured my soul out onto the floor. I gave my love away. I'm afraid I may never get it back. My heart used to be whole. It used to be full; full of life and joy and peace and romance. I used to be a lovebird that would sing and soar into heaven. Now I am a lonesome sparrow with a broken wing. Ever longing to fly, to soar. There have been so many that have put my heart through a paper shredder. So...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2012 10:53pm
22nd Oct 2012 10:53pm
from the inside out
For years, I've been standing in front of a mirror, wearing a blindfold over my eyes, hiding from myself, hiding from who I truly am. I think I do this because I am scared of what I may see. I'm scared to open myself up and say, this is me. It's been too long since I faced myself, since I've open my heart. So here it is the truth. On most days, I feel like my spirit is that of a wild bird. I’m a writer, a feeler and an owner of passive aggressiveness. I am 5’3, have dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. I weigh more than I can proudly say in the open. I’m not calling myself fat, just honestly...
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STORY POEM
Published
21st Jul 2012 11:16pm
21st Jul 2012 11:16pm
Someone to watch over me
June 21st, 2015
It was 2am. I couldn’t fall asleep. So many thoughts were floating through my mind. Some were meaningless, others of great importance. There was one thought that stood out above everything. I’m going to tell you about it, even though I probably shouldn’t be talking about this, especially to someone I don’t know. Who knows what good may come from sharing my heart with others. I can’t help it. I’m obsessed.
I’ve been thinking about him for weeks, months, years. It’s about time I start opening myself up to people again. Lately, I’ve been feeling lonesome and without...
It was 2am. I couldn’t fall asleep. So many thoughts were floating through my mind. Some were meaningless, others of great importance. There was one thought that stood out above everything. I’m going to tell you about it, even though I probably shouldn’t be talking about this, especially to someone I don’t know. Who knows what good may come from sharing my heart with others. I can’t help it. I’m obsessed.
I’ve been thinking about him for weeks, months, years. It’s about time I start opening myself up to people again. Lately, I’ve been feeling lonesome and without...
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STORY POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 6:42pm
13th Jul 2012 6:42pm
When it rains
these feelings come and go like soft, slow spring rainstorms. I watch sitting up here on my shallow balcony as the rain falls and the sun sets. beads slide against the soft purple flesh of the flowers across the street. the world is dark so I take another slow drag on this cigarette and wait for the gentle rain to calm. there is light in the darkness. it only happens when the rain comes. -still falling-
another day arrives. I sit and watch the morning rise slow across the horizon. no sound or thought from the outside. only the coming of another dreary day.
a young man walks down the...
another day arrives. I sit and watch the morning rise slow across the horizon. no sound or thought from the outside. only the coming of another dreary day.
a young man walks down the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jul 2012 6:07pm
13th Jul 2012 6:07pm
the worst!
My memories. My tears. My specks of laughter.
It’s all because of you. I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you.
Then again, some of the worst days of my life were caused by you.
You are the best and the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
Thankfully, the worst moments are in the past.
Let’s face it. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be… me.
Your presence in my life is crucial, to a point, where if you didn’t exist,
I would be a girl who jumped off of a bridge.
To put it simply, you are part of who I am.
You have made my life heavenly.
...
It’s all because of you. I’ve never been happier than when I’m with you.
Then again, some of the worst days of my life were caused by you.
You are the best and the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
Thankfully, the worst moments are in the past.
Let’s face it. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be… me.
Your presence in my life is crucial, to a point, where if you didn’t exist,
I would be a girl who jumped off of a bridge.
To put it simply, you are part of who I am.
You have made my life heavenly.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jul 2012 5:59am
8th Jul 2012 5:59am
Forever Heart
In my heart I know this to be true.
Life & death, love & hate, joy & sorrow,
thus I have walked through.
These things come and go.
like the leaves of fall and winter's snow.
I have lived my life with all of them,
and forever I shall
yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
We have traveled a long, heavy road.
After everything, all that I know is that
there has always been one difference.
A peaceful song,
a beam of light that seeps through the
flickering moments of precious time.
As the beloved protector of my heart,
I am...
Life & death, love & hate, joy & sorrow,
thus I have walked through.
These things come and go.
like the leaves of fall and winter's snow.
I have lived my life with all of them,
and forever I shall
yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
We have traveled a long, heavy road.
After everything, all that I know is that
there has always been one difference.
A peaceful song,
a beam of light that seeps through the
flickering moments of precious time.
As the beloved protector of my heart,
I am...
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