Submissions by sgtvasquezg (G. Vasquez)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing since I was a kid. It's a release for things that tend to get trapped in my head.
The Way I Love
I love the way you smile, the way you laugh, and the way you dance.
I send you weekly flowers to rekindle an old romance.
I love when you text and when you make me take a second glance.
I love how reality has given me a second chance.
I love the possibilities and how life could eventually be.
I love to think at times, that you also think of me.
I love that you are happy and that this isn't just a dream.
But most of all I love, how you tend to make me feen.
I send you weekly flowers to rekindle an old romance.
I love when you text and when you make me take a second glance.
I love how reality has given me a second chance.
I love the possibilities and how life could eventually be.
I love to think at times, that you also think of me.
I love that you are happy and that this isn't just a dream.
But most of all I love, how you tend to make me feen.
#FallingInLove
#ILoveYou
#love
#relationships
#Romanticism
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Rewind
You can't say that I didn't try.
I gave you what I could.
I even let you have my mind.
Nights I prayed,
And days I use to fantasize.
I was mesmerized how I reflected in your eyes.
Plus I hate to mention,
All the little dirty things you would do for me.
Flowers just because.
Reminiscing on what once was.
Holding hands when we bent the block.
Late night smoke sessions.
And early morning pillow talks.
Sexing you above the sheets.
While the radio played slow beats.
I'd like to press rewind,
Just to find what we lost...
I gave you what I could.
I even let you have my mind.
Nights I prayed,
And days I use to fantasize.
I was mesmerized how I reflected in your eyes.
Plus I hate to mention,
All the little dirty things you would do for me.
Flowers just because.
Reminiscing on what once was.
Holding hands when we bent the block.
Late night smoke sessions.
And early morning pillow talks.
Sexing you above the sheets.
While the radio played slow beats.
I'd like to press rewind,
Just to find what we lost...
#breakup
#ILoveYou
#love
#relationships
#romantic
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No One Other Then You
There's no one other then you.
That I'd rather have next to me boo.
I know that you're exotic.
I'm glad that I caught it.
Whatever it is that you do.
Just me and you.
You've got me intertwined like a damn fool.
Love tales and voodoo spells.
I see now that I'm so screwed.
Under this moon, giving into you.
Topping your body like ice cream.
Is this too soon?
That I'd rather have next to me boo.
I know that you're exotic.
I'm glad that I caught it.
Whatever it is that you do.
Just me and you.
You've got me intertwined like a damn fool.
Love tales and voodoo spells.
I see now that I'm so screwed.
Under this moon, giving into you.
Topping your body like ice cream.
Is this too soon?
#emotions
#love
#manipulation
#relationships
#sex
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Between The Sheets
Why did it have to be you, that I gave my heart to.
Running from my emotions. Pacing in slow motion.
Trying to figure out are you feeling this too.
I wanna be stuck inside you.
Mother may I? What can I do?
Hide and Seek or Peak-a-Boo?
Underneath the covers, playing like two lovers.
Tagging you until I'm through.
Let's see how that karma sutra looks on you.
Pilates, zumba, show me how your body moves.
Fast or slow, however you wanna set the groove.
I'll even throw in some Kung Fu.
Perhaps a little leg stretching with some Jiu Jitsu.
Running from my emotions. Pacing in slow motion.
Trying to figure out are you feeling this too.
I wanna be stuck inside you.
Mother may I? What can I do?
Hide and Seek or Peak-a-Boo?
Underneath the covers, playing like two lovers.
Tagging you until I'm through.
Let's see how that karma sutra looks on you.
Pilates, zumba, show me how your body moves.
Fast or slow, however you wanna set the groove.
I'll even throw in some Kung Fu.
Perhaps a little leg stretching with some Jiu Jitsu.
#emotions
#love
#relationships
#seductive
#sex
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Different Now
I'm starting to see things a little different now.
The older I get, the more difficult it gets, to try to forget, about the thing that you did.
I'm like, fucking wow.
I use to think that you were the one, but this is no longer what I would call fun.
I see that this ain't what I thought that was love.
I wish that I could, but I can't.
I wish that you would, but you ain't.
The time that we wasted is gone.
There's no need to keep this lie going on.
The beat has done faded out of this song.
Walking away, distance is gained with each step that we...
The older I get, the more difficult it gets, to try to forget, about the thing that you did.
I'm like, fucking wow.
I use to think that you were the one, but this is no longer what I would call fun.
I see that this ain't what I thought that was love.
I wish that I could, but I can't.
I wish that you would, but you ain't.
The time that we wasted is gone.
There's no need to keep this lie going on.
The beat has done faded out of this song.
Walking away, distance is gained with each step that we...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
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Love Script
The pen ran dry, as all love seems.
The ink no longer pours, as it use to bleed.
Lead goes dull, and erasers fade.
But the words themselves, still cut like blades.
Handwritten or typed, they all have pain.
Some worse then others, some all the same.
The ink no longer pours, as it use to bleed.
Lead goes dull, and erasers fade.
But the words themselves, still cut like blades.
Handwritten or typed, they all have pain.
Some worse then others, some all the same.
#breakup
#heartbroken
#ILoveYou
#love
#relationships
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Sandman O.D.
She stole my heart
And she got away.
Waiting for her return.
But to her it's just a game.
Feening like an addict.
Addicted like bad habits.
Sandman come visit me.
Dust me until I O.D.
Escaping fantasies.
Relief from memories.
Dramatically traumatized.
Refusing to realize.
Like PTSD, she's got a hold of me.
In day or dream, there's no escape it seems.
And she got away.
Waiting for her return.
But to her it's just a game.
Feening like an addict.
Addicted like bad habits.
Sandman come visit me.
Dust me until I O.D.
Escaping fantasies.
Relief from memories.
Dramatically traumatized.
Refusing to realize.
Like PTSD, she's got a hold of me.
In day or dream, there's no escape it seems.
#breakup
#heartbroken
#love #relationships
#love #relationships
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A Magician's Masterpiece
I have to remind myself at times, what I think isn't what I know, and what I know isn't what it seems....
What I perceive isn't reality, but a figment of a dream. The best illusionist I have ever seen, will always have to be the magician inside of me.
A habitual liar that I may be, constantly denying what it is I see.
Instead of accepting facts and reality, I'd rather embrace a vague fantasy.
Day by day and thought by thought, I paint pictures by blending colors from what I've got.
What I perceive isn't reality, but a figment of a dream. The best illusionist I have ever seen, will always have to be the magician inside of me.
A habitual liar that I may be, constantly denying what it is I see.
Instead of accepting facts and reality, I'd rather embrace a vague fantasy.
Day by day and thought by thought, I paint pictures by blending colors from what I've got.
#denial
#dreams
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfReflection
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My Piece of Heaven
The prize is loving you and that's all I need.
Your laughter, your smile is always guaranteed.
It's the smell of your hair while laying next to me.
Holding you at night, knowing I'm your safety.
It's the way you look at me when you're angry.
Like there's a little demon about to break free.
It's your voice when you sing slightly off key.
You do it with joy because it makes me happy.
It's how I wake up thinking you're still amazing.
Before the makeup, the way God intended you to be seen.
It's all the things that fall in between, that...
Your laughter, your smile is always guaranteed.
It's the smell of your hair while laying next to me.
Holding you at night, knowing I'm your safety.
It's the way you look at me when you're angry.
Like there's a little demon about to break free.
It's your voice when you sing slightly off key.
You do it with joy because it makes me happy.
It's how I wake up thinking you're still amazing.
Before the makeup, the way God intended you to be seen.
It's all the things that fall in between, that...
#happiness
#ILoveYou
#love
#relationships
#romantic
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One Plus One
God is who made man sinners, when he decided to make the rules.
The devil is why I think I can make it, because he fell and still made it through.
I'm not saying that I'm all evil. One plus one is what makes me too.
Categories? We're all God's children. He loves me, as He also loves you.
The devil is why I think I can make it, because he fell and still made it through.
I'm not saying that I'm all evil. One plus one is what makes me too.
Categories? We're all God's children. He loves me, as He also loves you.
#faith
#hope
#love
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Backwoods Love
Loving you was harder then it seemed.
Up at night, due to broken dreams.
Puppet Master, you loved pulling strings.
When all you had to do was just believe.
We had a future, I handed you the keys.
Country living, just like you asked to be.
I was your king, and you were my queen.
But that Wile E Coyote, would always get in between.
On my knees, begging for you to see.
But you and God had other plans unfortunately.
Up at night, due to broken dreams.
Puppet Master, you loved pulling strings.
When all you had to do was just believe.
We had a future, I handed you the keys.
Country living, just like you asked to be.
I was your king, and you were my queen.
But that Wile E Coyote, would always get in between.
On my knees, begging for you to see.
But you and God had other plans unfortunately.
#breakup
#conflict
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
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Better Days
There was a point in my life, where I had lost sight of the light.
Walking down dark roads and lonely nights.
Not even Satan could explain to me, my wrongs from rights.
To some people temptation was a disease.
But to me, it was an escape from what I had seen.
Not having to differentiate what dreams were from memories.
Previous wars, bullets whistling and people's screams.
Only a certain few can understand the words that tend to bleed.
Lost friends, loved ones, and casualties.
Always looking over my shoulder, checking for the enemy.
Having to...
Walking down dark roads and lonely nights.
Not even Satan could explain to me, my wrongs from rights.
To some people temptation was a disease.
But to me, it was an escape from what I had seen.
Not having to differentiate what dreams were from memories.
Previous wars, bullets whistling and people's screams.
Only a certain few can understand the words that tend to bleed.
Lost friends, loved ones, and casualties.
Always looking over my shoulder, checking for the enemy.
Having to...
#military
#soldiers
#war
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