Submissions by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
I love you
My son if I was ever to die , know I love you more than anything I leave behind.
You're my life , and I will always guide you.
I'll always protect you and send you light.
Your my son and I'm always your mother.
I'm wake or night.
You're my life , and I will always guide you.
I'll always protect you and send you light.
Your my son and I'm always your mother.
I'm wake or night.
#love
#son
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Faster death
I want to die
Well , my soul is dying.
She died , dies and has DIED.
I want to die.
Quicker than last time.
Faster and more precise.
I want to die.
My soul is dying
Has died and is dead.
Yet I resurrect and surly must again.
I want to die.
Faster this time.
Well , my soul is dying.
She died , dies and has DIED.
I want to die.
Quicker than last time.
Faster and more precise.
I want to die.
My soul is dying
Has died and is dead.
Yet I resurrect and surly must again.
I want to die.
Faster this time.
#death
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Sea sickness
I now leave at hello and stand in the shallow end of the pool.
Maybe it's fear of depths , that I'm sick of swimming.
Maybe it's fear of depths , that I'm sick of swimming.
#LifeChangingMoment
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Let me die
Sometimes I almost feel I'm ready to leave this place , be at peace and let my mind slide from life.
Sometimes I feel like that but I feel for life more than that , it's silly and I beckon at my own thoughts.
Honestly I didn't even know i would come this far , or survive any of it to be fair.
My colourful , colourful coat , I burn you over and over again , I mix you with joking colours and do circus acts.
You're my best friend , colours and life , yet I fight you all the time , until I'm almost death itself.
I guess this is why I'm...
Sometimes I feel like that but I feel for life more than that , it's silly and I beckon at my own thoughts.
Honestly I didn't even know i would come this far , or survive any of it to be fair.
My colourful , colourful coat , I burn you over and over again , I mix you with joking colours and do circus acts.
You're my best friend , colours and life , yet I fight you all the time , until I'm almost death itself.
I guess this is why I'm...
#hurt
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Rainbow
I saw a rainbow and it made me stop to think , what if I was a lepricorn travelling the distant light.
To bring bright colours to your life , I saw a rainbow and thought what if we was just the same.
I saw blue , pink , yellow , orange , lilac and white all fade.
I saw the colours in your face , my lepricorn of luck.
My smiling rainbow.
I saw a rainbow and it made me think .
Just how magnificent you are.
It made me think how we cry , how we laugh.
A little rain , a little sunshine.
A...
To bring bright colours to your life , I saw a rainbow and thought what if we was just the same.
I saw blue , pink , yellow , orange , lilac and white all fade.
I saw the colours in your face , my lepricorn of luck.
My smiling rainbow.
I saw a rainbow and it made me think .
Just how magnificent you are.
It made me think how we cry , how we laugh.
A little rain , a little sunshine.
A...
#rainbow
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Just fear
My fear falls into this pit in my stomach.
It feels like a swamp of sinking mud.
My fear falls into this pit in my stomach.
Lost in the dirt and dark.
My fear makes its mark.
Frightened to pull myself out.
Often saved.
dragged out.
Helped out.
My fear is my pond and I'm afraid I'll get my legs caught on pods.
My fear isn't my friend , he is the enemy.
I know this , yet fear is there.
And every day I concur it , with a kick , a scream , a cry.
Whatever...
It feels like a swamp of sinking mud.
My fear falls into this pit in my stomach.
Lost in the dirt and dark.
My fear makes its mark.
Frightened to pull myself out.
Often saved.
dragged out.
Helped out.
My fear is my pond and I'm afraid I'll get my legs caught on pods.
My fear isn't my friend , he is the enemy.
I know this , yet fear is there.
And every day I concur it , with a kick , a scream , a cry.
Whatever...
#fear
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Loving yourself what a quest
Fixing dancing almost prancing to a beat I left along time ago.
Found umoung this great time , wouldn't say ruins as that's history.
More tranquil acceptance , like a guidance , one can't really put her finger on.
Fixing dancing almost prancing to words I forgot , a song I left along time ago.
I puzzle , fix and scream .
Yet the tears stream and I a whitness to my own dreams.
My own dreams , something sewn into my seams.
Prancing , singing , dancing.
Found umoung this great time , wouldn't say ruins as that's history.
More tranquil acceptance , like a guidance , one can't really put her finger on.
Fixing dancing almost prancing to words I forgot , a song I left along time ago.
I puzzle , fix and scream .
Yet the tears stream and I a whitness to my own dreams.
My own dreams , something sewn into my seams.
Prancing , singing , dancing.
#love
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To learn
To learn from love is all I have learned.
To wear this lesson on my crown.
To learn from pain is all I have learned.
To wear this pain like battle scars proud.
To learn from hope is all I have learned.
To wear this hope like a naked garden.
To wear this lesson on my crown.
To learn from pain is all I have learned.
To wear this pain like battle scars proud.
To learn from hope is all I have learned.
To wear this hope like a naked garden.
#spiritual
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Sanity.
If your pills question my sanity when I try to break free , then is it my sanity that needs to be cleaned?
As I'm not sure , if the happy pills really do more.
They help for sure , when pain comes to close .
Yet for life , I will dismiss you.
Like a wet tissue , this heart stained pill I take.
I say I'm sorry but my life is mine to take.
So smash this pill , throw it away.
If your pills make me question my sanity,then is it that needs tending.
Mending , or an I bending in my depression.
...
As I'm not sure , if the happy pills really do more.
They help for sure , when pain comes to close .
Yet for life , I will dismiss you.
Like a wet tissue , this heart stained pill I take.
I say I'm sorry but my life is mine to take.
So smash this pill , throw it away.
If your pills make me question my sanity,then is it that needs tending.
Mending , or an I bending in my depression.
...
#death
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Wash me away lover as I'm leaving cuddling my cover
Im sorry that I wasn't expecting a bloody cybrton to start attacking me.
I thought I was dating a human person , a lover a friend.
But it's like zurg has appeared shooting at me instead.
So sorry if I refrain stood back , protecting my sanity.
My lovely hood , my childhood , my life.
I thought a man was gentle , loving kind.
Not degrading , no respect in mind.
I'm coming to find , it's just this kind.
Not you , not labelling , not pointing.
Just expressing my gratitude , my amen , to...
I thought I was dating a human person , a lover a friend.
But it's like zurg has appeared shooting at me instead.
So sorry if I refrain stood back , protecting my sanity.
My lovely hood , my childhood , my life.
I thought a man was gentle , loving kind.
Not degrading , no respect in mind.
I'm coming to find , it's just this kind.
Not you , not labelling , not pointing.
Just expressing my gratitude , my amen , to...
#anger
#hurt
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Eraser
My heart cracks like a splitting pencil.
It bleeds with led.
Held within paper.
I'm chocked within what gives me oxygen.
This life.
This tree , this freedom.
My heart is a vessel , over pouring.
Yet never empty.
Never full of sorrow.
Never pitiful.
Never hatred.
This heart cracks like a broken pencil.
Fed up and confused.
It bleeds with led.
Held within paper.
I'm chocked within what gives me oxygen.
This life.
This tree , this freedom.
My heart is a vessel , over pouring.
Yet never empty.
Never full of sorrow.
Never pitiful.
Never hatred.
This heart cracks like a broken pencil.
Fed up and confused.
#death
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I hope I live a thousand years
With you ...
My baby blue.
I do love you...
One hopes to live a thousand years.
My baby blue.
Forever with you...
My baby blue.
I do love you...
One hopes to live a thousand years.
My baby blue.
Forever with you...
#mother
#birth
#motherhood
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DU Poetry : Submissions by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)