Submissions by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2020 7:27pm
22nd Oct 2020 7:27pm
Light in the darkness or darkness surrounding light
I am so head fucked by all the colours.
Frightened at the darkness.
Betrayed by the light.
Frightened at the darkness.
Betrayed by the light.
#storm
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Oct 2020 7:34pm
14th Oct 2020 7:34pm
Grape Vines.
I almost feel like a grape ,
some days a great wine.
Yet some days just a rasian,
a grape that has dried.
Grapes so juicy
So bouncy
Yet the wine seeps out my side,
I have tasted the alcohol melchany nights.
Yet shriveling and soaking in nothing,
Wasted away into play.
I was once a gleaming Bush ,
I could start a forest fire here.
Yet my sweet grapes ,
They grow in life.
They remind me of life ,
I remember how sweet I tasted.
They remind me , ...
some days a great wine.
Yet some days just a rasian,
a grape that has dried.
Grapes so juicy
So bouncy
Yet the wine seeps out my side,
I have tasted the alcohol melchany nights.
Yet shriveling and soaking in nothing,
Wasted away into play.
I was once a gleaming Bush ,
I could start a forest fire here.
Yet my sweet grapes ,
They grow in life.
They remind me of life ,
I remember how sweet I tasted.
They remind me , ...
#love
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2020 00:36am
5th Sep 2020 00:36am
Learning problem.
It's more than thinking my life would be some way.
It was always some way or anothers way.
I guess the way is always in your thinking.
Yet the way is right or wrong?
I'm confused? Is mentality wrong or right?
The questions within night , within light.
It's more than thinking life is to be some way or come what may.
Life is stupid and my mind no Atlas's.
To be a conker is to fall to defeat.
And i a metaphorical conker.
Life not a joke or a miss spelled pronunciation.
...
It was always some way or anothers way.
I guess the way is always in your thinking.
Yet the way is right or wrong?
I'm confused? Is mentality wrong or right?
The questions within night , within light.
It's more than thinking life is to be some way or come what may.
Life is stupid and my mind no Atlas's.
To be a conker is to fall to defeat.
And i a metaphorical conker.
Life not a joke or a miss spelled pronunciation.
...
#FeelingTrapped
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Aug 2020 3:37pm
17th Aug 2020 3:37pm
Steal , beg , burn and tread. What isn't yours. Ruins.
You can't ruin my life when it was already ruined before my concious took its first flight.
You can't ruin me , when my own body is a task to balance.
I can spin , twirl , skip , jog and run.
Keep playing games just for fun,you can't ruin my life when I don't care to win.
Never one for the egg and spoon race , hated it.
More for the fun times , where life ain't such a crime .
You can't ruin my life , when it was ruined before you.
You can't ruin me , when I'm innocence was stolen.
You can hurt me...
You can't ruin me , when my own body is a task to balance.
I can spin , twirl , skip , jog and run.
Keep playing games just for fun,you can't ruin my life when I don't care to win.
Never one for the egg and spoon race , hated it.
More for the fun times , where life ain't such a crime .
You can't ruin my life , when it was ruined before you.
You can't ruin me , when I'm innocence was stolen.
You can hurt me...
#aging
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2020 1:29pm
3rd Aug 2020 1:29pm
To love and be mocked
I have loved both woman and man in my life , an I am woman.
To be fair , I've been executed for loving both.
Cheated on , lied to , helped in some ways.
I seem it not impossible , that I can let shit go.
But I wonder really in life , does blame have to be so harsh.
Is there not a kinder door step , that you can wipe your feet.
I thought I was human , yet I'm not human at all , it seems I'm computer genes.
To be fair , I've been executed for loving both.
Cheated on , lied to , helped in some ways.
I seem it not impossible , that I can let shit go.
But I wonder really in life , does blame have to be so harsh.
Is there not a kinder door step , that you can wipe your feet.
I thought I was human , yet I'm not human at all , it seems I'm computer genes.
#ghosts
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jul 2020 9:40pm
30th Jul 2020 9:40pm
Birth of a mother
My womb is not a temple I let you enter , to piss on the walls.
My mother hood is not a bag that you throw at me , saying here , handle all my mother's years of hard work.
My labour is not a doorstep , that you wipe your feet.
My mask is not yours to rip apart and demand art.
My womb is a temple of love , I invite you to paint these walls bright.
My motherhood is years of learning , an learning yet to come.
My labour is sacrifice , every single time.
My mask is my beauty , when hiding so much pain.
My mother hood is not a bag that you throw at me , saying here , handle all my mother's years of hard work.
My labour is not a doorstep , that you wipe your feet.
My mask is not yours to rip apart and demand art.
My womb is a temple of love , I invite you to paint these walls bright.
My motherhood is years of learning , an learning yet to come.
My labour is sacrifice , every single time.
My mask is my beauty , when hiding so much pain.
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2020 3:21pm
14th Jul 2020 3:21pm
Young love
I kiss you on the right side of your lip , right where the crease lays.
The top lip , where the smile meets your eyes.
I tell you , the second star to the right.
I kiss you on the right side of your lip, I whisper sweet lullaby's of love to you.
Live forever young , aim for the stars.
I kiss you on the right side of your lip , right where the crease lays.
The top lip , where your smile meets your eyes.
I tell you , the second star the right.
The top lip , where the smile meets your eyes.
I tell you , the second star to the right.
I kiss you on the right side of your lip, I whisper sweet lullaby's of love to you.
Live forever young , aim for the stars.
I kiss you on the right side of your lip , right where the crease lays.
The top lip , where your smile meets your eyes.
I tell you , the second star the right.
#stars
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2020 11:47pm
12th Jul 2020 11:47pm
Not sorry for hope
My heart dances on the memory of hope.
An oh how I romanticised the visits.
How I dreamed they was kaleidoscope colours.
An not a nightmare but it seems , colours are always to vivid.
Always to pure in our face , our hd reality.
Think it melts it all away.
My heart dances on the memories of hope.
The hope I lay in my own heart, as a child.
The hope I lay in my own heart , as an adult.
I spend my time flicking the pictures.
To a time so black and white.
A time...
An oh how I romanticised the visits.
How I dreamed they was kaleidoscope colours.
An not a nightmare but it seems , colours are always to vivid.
Always to pure in our face , our hd reality.
Think it melts it all away.
My heart dances on the memories of hope.
The hope I lay in my own heart, as a child.
The hope I lay in my own heart , as an adult.
I spend my time flicking the pictures.
To a time so black and white.
A time...
#love
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2020 12:52pm
6th Jul 2020 12:52pm
Death of the soul
Love Is out of my reach , an I care not to grasp her.
Agony departs , and I a fallen crow.
Dropped into dirt , I shall ressurect.
The nutrients bury me , love me.
Love is out of my reach , an I care not to grasp her.
Agony departs , and I a fallen crow.
Dropped into dirt , I shall ressurect.
The nutrients bury me , love me.
Love is out of my reach , an I care not to grasp her.
#universe
#stars
#emotions
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jun 2020 10:54pm
29th Jun 2020 10:54pm
Never contemplate
There will be learning gaps with everyone , no matter the age.
So stay humble , don't act your age , I dare you .
Free them from the cage , love abit more , care to be deep.
To love , to awaken and be awake.
So stay humble , don't act your age , I dare you .
Free them from the cage , love abit more , care to be deep.
To love , to awaken and be awake.
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2020 5:07pm
18th Jun 2020 5:07pm
But I said It all the time.
I wish I said " I love you more" .
Maybe then I wouldn't have to explain myself.
Maybe then I wouldn't have to explain myself.
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2020 12:13pm
18th Jun 2020 12:13pm
Who is she / he?!
Eat shit for brains , oh a classic.
Shit with sugar on , what a life.
Fucking sunny , oh no rain , paradise.
We really are lucky , us little shits.
Eat shit for brains ,oh a classic.
What even are we hahh.
Shit with sugar on , what a life.
Fucking sunny , oh no rain , paradise.
We really are lucky , us little shits.
Eat shit for brains ,oh a classic.
What even are we hahh.
#happiness
#sadness
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