Submissions by rachel679
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I took my first creative writing class in the fourth grade and am still madly infatuated with a blank piece of paper.This is as real as it gets....thank you for letting me be myself.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Oct 2011 10:15am
16th Oct 2011 10:15am
Some Dreams
In my past life, I believe I was a blind man,
With such powerful dreams that they sometimes
Bleed through to the here and now.
In this slumber, I am always alone-
Except for the familiar corners of the abyss-
Void of colors I've never seen- and of course words.
Lots of words- more words than any human
Should be allowed to comprehensive in one night.
Stories, prophecies, conspiracies, secrets
(Mostly kept between God and me),
Maybe just random words that come so close
To actually making sense, that I search frantically
For an escape from the...
With such powerful dreams that they sometimes
Bleed through to the here and now.
In this slumber, I am always alone-
Except for the familiar corners of the abyss-
Void of colors I've never seen- and of course words.
Lots of words- more words than any human
Should be allowed to comprehensive in one night.
Stories, prophecies, conspiracies, secrets
(Mostly kept between God and me),
Maybe just random words that come so close
To actually making sense, that I search frantically
For an escape from the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Oct 2011 9:20am
13th Oct 2011 9:20am
A moment of Silence
Apprehension stalks the silence of thoughts
Taking their last breath before becoming
Hard evidence,
Stated once and for all,
As the pen passionately kisses
The sacred land of one's true soul.
You see emptiness,
I see the begining of a journey
That will soon give birth to
Morals, mayhem and memories.
Truth be told,
I'm afraid to say what I'm about to write.
Fear has never stopped me,
Yet merely empowered my inner voice,
That disguises itself vigorously
Beneath the firey essence
Of addiction and intercourse,
Until of course,...
Taking their last breath before becoming
Hard evidence,
Stated once and for all,
As the pen passionately kisses
The sacred land of one's true soul.
You see emptiness,
I see the begining of a journey
That will soon give birth to
Morals, mayhem and memories.
Truth be told,
I'm afraid to say what I'm about to write.
Fear has never stopped me,
Yet merely empowered my inner voice,
That disguises itself vigorously
Beneath the firey essence
Of addiction and intercourse,
Until of course,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Oct 2011 8:45am
13th Oct 2011 8:45am
An Open Letter
You're the glorified part of me
I try not to remember..
Much less admit to.
In your aftermath,
I can be sixteen all over again-
Sailing through Kansas,
On waves of adrenaline and exhilaration,
Delicately wrapped in the distorted daydream
Of true love-
Only to expose my first dose of reality-
Shaking for days from the detox
Of broken promises and dilated pupils.
I should have known
Such explosive chemistry was deadly.
I followed a moment,
Knowing I could lose it all.
Instead,
I discovered myself for the first time-
I've...
I try not to remember..
Much less admit to.
In your aftermath,
I can be sixteen all over again-
Sailing through Kansas,
On waves of adrenaline and exhilaration,
Delicately wrapped in the distorted daydream
Of true love-
Only to expose my first dose of reality-
Shaking for days from the detox
Of broken promises and dilated pupils.
I should have known
Such explosive chemistry was deadly.
I followed a moment,
Knowing I could lose it all.
Instead,
I discovered myself for the first time-
I've...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2011 9:23am
11th Oct 2011 9:23am
PUSHED
I open my eyes to a similar day-rushed forward by the click, hiss, click of a torch- igniting the inspirational set ablaze from somewhere deep inside- melting into a haze that's inhaled- catapulting us into the fast lane, once more giving birth to comfortable addictions that are occasionally a required way of life- not a regret to be discussed anonymously- leaving mouths watering and idle hands shaking for the sake of seeking a more acceptable reality- that some hang themselves for in the midst of a moral inventory....
And yet again, a door slams shut and one more opens-
Releasing...
And yet again, a door slams shut and one more opens-
Releasing...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2011 9:00am
11th Oct 2011 9:00am
Sometimes
Sometimes I feel its hardly worth it
To try to change for this big world,
And all its lovely expectations....
I feel sick and beautiful,
Jonsing for one more dose,
One more chance to nod off from here,
And go somewhere else-
Where the music is seemingly endless,
And everyone knows my name...
But I know I'll always have to sleep and dream,
Then wake up to the same old shit,
Asking questions I dread I already know the answers to.
And I can live with that.
But sometimes,
I wish you cared enough to see me,
For what I...
To try to change for this big world,
And all its lovely expectations....
I feel sick and beautiful,
Jonsing for one more dose,
One more chance to nod off from here,
And go somewhere else-
Where the music is seemingly endless,
And everyone knows my name...
But I know I'll always have to sleep and dream,
Then wake up to the same old shit,
Asking questions I dread I already know the answers to.
And I can live with that.
But sometimes,
I wish you cared enough to see me,
For what I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2011 00:45am
9th Oct 2011 00:45am
Another Sad Good-Bye
If there comes a day when you must look back on me,
Don't deny me,
But smile personally- knowing that you and only you
Saw those secret sides of me I exposed only when we were alone-
Our inside jokes...
Those things I whispered just loud enough for you to hear..
How you sometimes took my breath away with such trivial gestures-- Moments Ill resort to often~ stumbling upon their hiding places~ Replaying them here & there ~briefly everywhere.
These become the hardest lessons to learn.
The ones worth remembering--
Smiles, tears, the sound of your voice-...
Don't deny me,
But smile personally- knowing that you and only you
Saw those secret sides of me I exposed only when we were alone-
Our inside jokes...
Those things I whispered just loud enough for you to hear..
How you sometimes took my breath away with such trivial gestures-- Moments Ill resort to often~ stumbling upon their hiding places~ Replaying them here & there ~briefly everywhere.
These become the hardest lessons to learn.
The ones worth remembering--
Smiles, tears, the sound of your voice-...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Oct 2011 12:07pm
7th Oct 2011 12:07pm
our last
Hanging it up and saying good-bye,
Can't be done without these tears I cry.
I thought for sure u were wrong for me,
But now my hearts locked and you have the key.
I'm sure she's nice and beautiful too,
I wish I could b every woman for you.
The curve of your back, your body to mine,
These dreams that still linger are hard to define.
I thought we were survivingon pleasure alone,
But pleasure and pussy were just part of the zone.
It's the look in ur eyes and the conversations we had,
Of children and freedom that leave me so sad...
So there's this...
Can't be done without these tears I cry.
I thought for sure u were wrong for me,
But now my hearts locked and you have the key.
I'm sure she's nice and beautiful too,
I wish I could b every woman for you.
The curve of your back, your body to mine,
These dreams that still linger are hard to define.
I thought we were survivingon pleasure alone,
But pleasure and pussy were just part of the zone.
It's the look in ur eyes and the conversations we had,
Of children and freedom that leave me so sad...
So there's this...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2011 11:50am
7th Oct 2011 11:50am
simply....
Here we go again,
With no rhyme or reason or groove to our step,
Once more spit out by our proverbial fathers,
Made to sit on imaginary corners,
Strutting our imaginary stuff...
But I've noticed something else...
We pray more-
I mean deep down,
PRAISE GOD ALMIGHTY
Kind of praying...
Cause we know we're not children anymore,
And its scary...
So we smoke our pot and take our acid-
See visions and make them mean something...
Call it even and go with that I guess-
Hell, stick a price tag on it and call it...
The PLATINUM AMERICAN...
With no rhyme or reason or groove to our step,
Once more spit out by our proverbial fathers,
Made to sit on imaginary corners,
Strutting our imaginary stuff...
But I've noticed something else...
We pray more-
I mean deep down,
PRAISE GOD ALMIGHTY
Kind of praying...
Cause we know we're not children anymore,
And its scary...
So we smoke our pot and take our acid-
See visions and make them mean something...
Call it even and go with that I guess-
Hell, stick a price tag on it and call it...
The PLATINUM AMERICAN...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2011 11:52am
1st Oct 2011 11:52am
3 a.m.
By the time I finally blink,
It's 3 a.m.,
And tomorrow is already gone-
Rushed forward by my.good intentions,
But distracted by reality.
Out of the corner of my eye,
I see another daydream disappear-
I know it will be missed,
So, for now,
I sweep her anonymous ashes
Up into a pile beneath my pillow,
Where, in my delirium,
They will one last time
Be fondled and forgotten.
The beautiful conclusion
To a day that has yet to show its face,
Or turn on its hypothetical nen
I lie waiting-
Ready as ill ever be-
Shoes tied,...
It's 3 a.m.,
And tomorrow is already gone-
Rushed forward by my.good intentions,
But distracted by reality.
Out of the corner of my eye,
I see another daydream disappear-
I know it will be missed,
So, for now,
I sweep her anonymous ashes
Up into a pile beneath my pillow,
Where, in my delirium,
They will one last time
Be fondled and forgotten.
The beautiful conclusion
To a day that has yet to show its face,
Or turn on its hypothetical nen
I lie waiting-
Ready as ill ever be-
Shoes tied,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Oct 2011 8:46am
1st Oct 2011 8:46am
Spare Minute
Maybe ill just sit this one out and observe,
Peep the weakness in your game,
Scheme up a fool-proof plan,
And put your ass to shame...
Copyright it, patent it, call it a cure...
Apply it to the end of a Master Card ad,
And assure this one time offer
Is indeed a timeless fad...
So I can finally enjoy my fifteen minutes of fame-
The warmth of the lime light,
And headline my name...
Then snap back to reality,
For its nine to five sensuality-
With its pre-wash and post-pray...
So I can justify my sins at the end of everyday
So that just...
Peep the weakness in your game,
Scheme up a fool-proof plan,
And put your ass to shame...
Copyright it, patent it, call it a cure...
Apply it to the end of a Master Card ad,
And assure this one time offer
Is indeed a timeless fad...
So I can finally enjoy my fifteen minutes of fame-
The warmth of the lime light,
And headline my name...
Then snap back to reality,
For its nine to five sensuality-
With its pre-wash and post-pray...
So I can justify my sins at the end of everyday
So that just...
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