Submissions by rubearh
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2013 11:46am
30th Jun 2013 11:46am
Voice.
No.
My voice is the biggest representation
of who I am.
More than the
words
I write.
More than any
picture
I could ever take.
You hear who I am.
You hear what makes me.
I can't lie with my voice
like I can with the words
I speak.
"I'm fine".
Don't you hear my pain?
Can't you feel the room shake while I scream?
And when I don't say anything,
don't you hear how hollow
I am?
My voice fills me.
My voice is all my passion.
"I love...
My voice is the biggest representation
of who I am.
More than the
words
I write.
More than any
picture
I could ever take.
You hear who I am.
You hear what makes me.
I can't lie with my voice
like I can with the words
I speak.
"I'm fine".
Don't you hear my pain?
Can't you feel the room shake while I scream?
And when I don't say anything,
don't you hear how hollow
I am?
My voice fills me.
My voice is all my passion.
"I love...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 9:34pm
21st Jun 2013 9:34pm
Shy Boy
You're a shy boy aren't you?
You keep building up all these walls.
You're a shy boy aren't you,
and you won't let me under your skin.
Well, I'm not trying to hurt you.
I'm only trying to be a friend.
'Cause it must be so lonely being alone,
and it must be so lonely in your head.
Well, Shy Boy, how are you?
Have you ever been in love?
I've heard it feels like flying,
it makes it worth dying,
but it isn't a shy boy's friend.
You keep building up all these walls.
You're a shy boy aren't you,
and you won't let me under your skin.
Well, I'm not trying to hurt you.
I'm only trying to be a friend.
'Cause it must be so lonely being alone,
and it must be so lonely in your head.
Well, Shy Boy, how are you?
Have you ever been in love?
I've heard it feels like flying,
it makes it worth dying,
but it isn't a shy boy's friend.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 6:31am
4th Feb 2013 6:31am
Death's First Love
She lives in hell
but sings like an angel.
A curse and a blessing
her pain was natural.
Young and wise,
uncommonly,
but poor crying child
wishes for naivety.
Now as she kisses her blade
she bids thee fare well.
There were so many stories
she had left to tell.
But sorrow upon sorrow
sent her to hell.
A swift fluid movement
across pristine skin.
Come on pain, wash away her sin.
Down the length of her arm
wine pours for the devil
and he drinks like a drunkard
while tainting her soul.
Her...
but sings like an angel.
A curse and a blessing
her pain was natural.
Young and wise,
uncommonly,
but poor crying child
wishes for naivety.
Now as she kisses her blade
she bids thee fare well.
There were so many stories
she had left to tell.
But sorrow upon sorrow
sent her to hell.
A swift fluid movement
across pristine skin.
Come on pain, wash away her sin.
Down the length of her arm
wine pours for the devil
and he drinks like a drunkard
while tainting her soul.
Her...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2013 5:20am
18th Jan 2013 5:20am
High Note
You can't hit a high note baby,
but I want you to song me a song.
And I can't hit a low note baby,
But you know for you that I'll try.
And It's funny how when It's raining,
I'll start to feel old inside.
I won't smile, and I won't pray.
I just sit in my room and wish for the music:
To take me away.
But if you hit that high note baby,
I promise to stay by your side.
Yeah, I've been told
music is the key to my soul,
and you've been searching for a key inside.
Yeah, hit that high note baby,
cause Boy,...
but I want you to song me a song.
And I can't hit a low note baby,
But you know for you that I'll try.
And It's funny how when It's raining,
I'll start to feel old inside.
I won't smile, and I won't pray.
I just sit in my room and wish for the music:
To take me away.
But if you hit that high note baby,
I promise to stay by your side.
Yeah, I've been told
music is the key to my soul,
and you've been searching for a key inside.
Yeah, hit that high note baby,
cause Boy,...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Jan 2013 2:14am
1st Jan 2013 2:14am
I'm happier dead
I watch the colors
swirl around me
as the poison takes control.
I guess life was just too
much for me to handle anymore.
Please, Bury me by a riverbed
and speak all the words
I left unsaid.
Tell the tale of the girl
who was happier dead.
Its such a shame,
I was never to know
what it felt like
to love, to grow.
I guess Life was just too
much for me to handle anymore.
So bury me underneath a tree
cry sweet loving tears for me.
Tell the tale of the girl
who was happier dead.
...
swirl around me
as the poison takes control.
I guess life was just too
much for me to handle anymore.
Please, Bury me by a riverbed
and speak all the words
I left unsaid.
Tell the tale of the girl
who was happier dead.
Its such a shame,
I was never to know
what it felt like
to love, to grow.
I guess Life was just too
much for me to handle anymore.
So bury me underneath a tree
cry sweet loving tears for me.
Tell the tale of the girl
who was happier dead.
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Dec 2012 9:13pm
31st Dec 2012 9:13pm
Don't Worry About Her.
She has no clue where she's going.
She's going whichever way the wind is Blowing.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She'll find her way, as she's known to do.
Soon those tears won't be wept for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
Scars on her wrist, once brought her bliss.
Yet, not a single scar will be made for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She's a lost soul.
She has NO...
She's going whichever way the wind is Blowing.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She'll find her way, as she's known to do.
Soon those tears won't be wept for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
Scars on her wrist, once brought her bliss.
Yet, not a single scar will be made for you.
She's a lost soul.
She has no hope.
You don't have to worry about her at all.
She's a lost soul.
She has NO...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Dec 2012 6:10am
28th Dec 2012 6:10am
Hello
I lay down
on grass evergreen,
and stare at the stars
under the moonlight.
Ponder, ponder, let my mind
wander, drift, travle, learn,
know, excite, wonder,grow.
I look back down to Earth,
Mother Nature.
Her beauty, her pleasure.
Inhale, breathe, intake,
surround, enclose, become.
Peace.
Live.
Hello.
on grass evergreen,
and stare at the stars
under the moonlight.
Ponder, ponder, let my mind
wander, drift, travle, learn,
know, excite, wonder,grow.
I look back down to Earth,
Mother Nature.
Her beauty, her pleasure.
Inhale, breathe, intake,
surround, enclose, become.
Peace.
Live.
Hello.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Dec 2012 5:54am
28th Dec 2012 5:54am
Stop
Roses, Roses, Petals, fall.
Raindrops, Raindrops, Silver, Freeze.
Time, Time, Moving, Stop.
Is this what they call and illusion?
I hope not.
I feel weightless, and liquified,
drifting through space.
Minds wandering and whispering,
terrible things about the human race.
My eyes no longer see,
my ears dont speak to my mind
either.
I'm drifting, a wanderer.
Time, Time, Moving. Stop.
Raindrops, Raindrops, Silver, Freeze.
Time, Time, Moving, Stop.
Is this what they call and illusion?
I hope not.
I feel weightless, and liquified,
drifting through space.
Minds wandering and whispering,
terrible things about the human race.
My eyes no longer see,
my ears dont speak to my mind
either.
I'm drifting, a wanderer.
Time, Time, Moving. Stop.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2012 4:58pm
8th Dec 2012 4:58pm
In My Dreams
font=Georgia]Fairies dance in my dreams,
impossible as it seems, they laugh
the sound of music,
their feet pound the Transcendent beat,
weaving in and out of their sad laughter.
Such wisdom in simplicity, such joy, such age,
makes my heart yearn to join
and become a part of forever.
Fairies dance in my dreams
with their clothing of sunlight,
their hair of gold, silver, platinum and jade.
But they stop, when sunrises last light
fades.
impossible as it seems, they laugh
the sound of music,
their feet pound the Transcendent beat,
weaving in and out of their sad laughter.
Such wisdom in simplicity, such joy, such age,
makes my heart yearn to join
and become a part of forever.
Fairies dance in my dreams
with their clothing of sunlight,
their hair of gold, silver, platinum and jade.
But they stop, when sunrises last light
fades.
599 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2012 1:06am
29th Nov 2012 1:06am
false promise
You smile at us all, blind us with your heavenly glow.
Making us women fall, head over heel, matter over mind.
You must be pretty evil inside.
Your words twisted and intertwined with poison
manipulate emotions, play all the right cards.
How could someone as young as me not fall
as hard as i did?
knife to wrist, blood splattered on the floor,
its all your fault
you brought this war inside me,
poisoned my mind.
Making us women fall, head over heel, matter over mind.
You must be pretty evil inside.
Your words twisted and intertwined with poison
manipulate emotions, play all the right cards.
How could someone as young as me not fall
as hard as i did?
knife to wrist, blood splattered on the floor,
its all your fault
you brought this war inside me,
poisoned my mind.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
28th Nov 2012 11:35pm
28th Nov 2012 11:35pm
bitter memories
The world was spiraling
Fading,
discoloring as she took her
first sip.
Fateful, destroying her,
it poisoned her.
and ruined the sanctity of her
once oh so innocent mind.
Oh why?
To a child?
addiction??
30 years later
with her liquor in hand
she cant understand love;
shes alone in spirit,
left only with
bitter memories.
Fading,
discoloring as she took her
first sip.
Fateful, destroying her,
it poisoned her.
and ruined the sanctity of her
once oh so innocent mind.
Oh why?
To a child?
addiction??
30 years later
with her liquor in hand
she cant understand love;
shes alone in spirit,
left only with
bitter memories.
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2012 11:35pm
26th Nov 2012 11:35pm
Capable of hate
a blank stare,
capable of so much hate.
her eyes:
enigmatic,
emerald moons
but blank.
capable of so much hate!
why blank?
Who took her soul?
was it Satan
(who she refused believence)?
who took her drive?
was it the tears, slowly washing
it away it away as
she cried, sobbed, moaned,
pleaded for another life?
Why did her mother
keep fucking up?
just as things started to go right!
was it because she enjoyed her
daughters pain in those emerald eyes?
well that pain is gone.
its a blank...
capable of so much hate.
her eyes:
enigmatic,
emerald moons
but blank.
capable of so much hate!
why blank?
Who took her soul?
was it Satan
(who she refused believence)?
who took her drive?
was it the tears, slowly washing
it away it away as
she cried, sobbed, moaned,
pleaded for another life?
Why did her mother
keep fucking up?
just as things started to go right!
was it because she enjoyed her
daughters pain in those emerald eyes?
well that pain is gone.
its a blank...
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