Submissions by shaunda
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Most my poetry and stories are written about my life as a child and the damage child abuse does to a child's mind.. I am no longer a keeper of secrets. I crank my rock n roll, smoke doob and write like a crazy women. Peace out..Shaunda
ANGER POEM
Published
1st Apr 2013 10:35pm
1st Apr 2013 10:35pm
The Empty Ones
The empty ones
People who judge others harshly do so
to fill the emptiness in their soul
with words that cut like the bitter pill
they swallow with their morning coffee
Judging others without understanding
how utterly stupid and weak they themselves are
to have to eat the pain they cause others
just to keep themselves fed
oh empty ones,
lay down on the cool sweet earth
spread out your arms and lay flat the hands
that do no good...
People who judge others harshly do so
to fill the emptiness in their soul
with words that cut like the bitter pill
they swallow with their morning coffee
Judging others without understanding
how utterly stupid and weak they themselves are
to have to eat the pain they cause others
just to keep themselves fed
oh empty ones,
lay down on the cool sweet earth
spread out your arms and lay flat the hands
that do no good...
950 reads
16 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2013 3:52pm
3rd Feb 2013 3:52pm
Anonymous/ losing faith.
I had a dream I walked the earth
barefoot I stepped on broken glass
above my head the sky was black
the dark clouds rained down sheets of blood red paper,
a propagandic message announcing a warning to the good citizens of this country
"CITIZENS, AS YOUR GOVERNMENT WE MUST INFORM YOU OF AN EVIL. AN EVIL THAT WEARS A MASK OF GOODNESS AND CARING. THEY WILL TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE OPPRESSED. THAT YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER YOUR OWN LIVES. THAT YOU ARE BEING LIED TO...
barefoot I stepped on broken glass
above my head the sky was black
the dark clouds rained down sheets of blood red paper,
a propagandic message announcing a warning to the good citizens of this country
"CITIZENS, AS YOUR GOVERNMENT WE MUST INFORM YOU OF AN EVIL. AN EVIL THAT WEARS A MASK OF GOODNESS AND CARING. THEY WILL TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE OPPRESSED. THAT YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER YOUR OWN LIVES. THAT YOU ARE BEING LIED TO...
1515 reads
21 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2013 3:37pm
16th Jan 2013 3:37pm
written for the competion
THE MARITIMER AND THE SEA
I am the deep blue of the deep blue
I dance inwardly
crashing white frothy spirals on the shoreline
bringing life
and death
I hold in abeyance
the fish in the sea, coral, wet fauna and leviathon
they come and go at my bidding
to take or be taken, to feed or be fed
as is my deep blue whimsey
Enhaling, I take back what I give
burying deep beneath trenches my treasures
to be found by explorers of the deep
lest they
...
I am the deep blue of the deep blue
I dance inwardly
crashing white frothy spirals on the shoreline
bringing life
and death
I hold in abeyance
the fish in the sea, coral, wet fauna and leviathon
they come and go at my bidding
to take or be taken, to feed or be fed
as is my deep blue whimsey
Enhaling, I take back what I give
burying deep beneath trenches my treasures
to be found by explorers of the deep
lest they
...
842 reads
17 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Jan 2013 9:35pm
12th Jan 2013 9:35pm
never ending empty
I drop to my knees
crying tears of the forlorn
knowing this is the legacy I've been left
to put my heart on the line
on a site full of strangers
as a testament to the fact of my fucked up childhood
childishly waiting for someone to say "you poor thing"
for I am truly alone in this
nothing or no one can ever take it away
I was robbed, robbed of knowing what normal is
I only know what I've seen on T.V
watched in others lives, or read about in books
No one can ever know the fear I went...
crying tears of the forlorn
knowing this is the legacy I've been left
to put my heart on the line
on a site full of strangers
as a testament to the fact of my fucked up childhood
childishly waiting for someone to say "you poor thing"
for I am truly alone in this
nothing or no one can ever take it away
I was robbed, robbed of knowing what normal is
I only know what I've seen on T.V
watched in others lives, or read about in books
No one can ever know the fear I went...
982 reads
25 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 11:26pm
11th Jan 2013 11:26pm
Battles Of Evermore
The photo is from a child abuse website.
When I was just a wee young thing,I was taught life's lesson well
Ere instead of childhood revelry, mine would be a children's hell
In this life of mine I've learned, you choose to live or choose to die
That for some are chosen happiness, and for the rest to reason why
I could weep and moan at life so cruel or lament in deep despair
Would it help me if I wring my hands while pulling out my hair?
Would it put me in a better place if I took it lying down? ...
When I was just a wee young thing,I was taught life's lesson well
Ere instead of childhood revelry, mine would be a children's hell
In this life of mine I've learned, you choose to live or choose to die
That for some are chosen happiness, and for the rest to reason why
I could weep and moan at life so cruel or lament in deep despair
Would it help me if I wring my hands while pulling out my hair?
Would it put me in a better place if I took it lying down? ...
863 reads
19 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2013 3:59am
7th Jan 2013 3:59am
Illegal weed blues
For The Legalize Weed Competition.
last month while moving to florida
to the land of the sun and sea
you know I didn't know a soul there
so I decided to bring my own weed
those Texas border patrolmen
you know their dogs can really smell
so when they found my quarter pounder
they went and threw my ass in jail
My cell had see through bars
and a toily all could see
do you know how very painful
it is to hold your shit and pee
no books,no mattress, no phone call,
and a blanket full of holes
bastards...
last month while moving to florida
to the land of the sun and sea
you know I didn't know a soul there
so I decided to bring my own weed
those Texas border patrolmen
you know their dogs can really smell
so when they found my quarter pounder
they went and threw my ass in jail
My cell had see through bars
and a toily all could see
do you know how very painful
it is to hold your shit and pee
no books,no mattress, no phone call,
and a blanket full of holes
bastards...
1052 reads
15 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2013 3:10am
7th Jan 2013 3:10am
Pillows Talk
Do you know what it smells like to die? It smells like me
If only pillows talked-what stories they could tell
My pillow witnessed many a thing- in this life that I call hell
My pillow is a fluffy thing
without it-I can hardly sleep
I snuggle up-my sweet dreams near
Mind of it's own it has- I fear
My pillows such a harmless thing
Moves of it's own accord- it seems
And then-my pillow talks to me
It holds me down- I'm struggling
My hot wet breath fills up my nose
It...
If only pillows talked-what stories they could tell
My pillow witnessed many a thing- in this life that I call hell
My pillow is a fluffy thing
without it-I can hardly sleep
I snuggle up-my sweet dreams near
Mind of it's own it has- I fear
My pillows such a harmless thing
Moves of it's own accord- it seems
And then-my pillow talks to me
It holds me down- I'm struggling
My hot wet breath fills up my nose
It...
1089 reads
19 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Dec 2012 12:26pm
30th Dec 2012 12:26pm
For the competition
The EGO says - " God dam I look good. I am the biggest and best head out here, all other heads fail in comparison."
Shaunda - " Just stop it. You have a really big head, but you most definately are not the biggest head."
EGO - " I have been through so much since my rotten conception, bruised so deeply, that I will no longer take it and I won't put up with others shitting on the timid either. I'm one badass head. So fuck you."
Shaunda - " Stop it, you're embarressing me. Your intentions are good. Always stand up for the weeker ones. But to do so with anger and...
Shaunda - " Just stop it. You have a really big head, but you most definately are not the biggest head."
EGO - " I have been through so much since my rotten conception, bruised so deeply, that I will no longer take it and I won't put up with others shitting on the timid either. I'm one badass head. So fuck you."
Shaunda - " Stop it, you're embarressing me. Your intentions are good. Always stand up for the weeker ones. But to do so with anger and...
791 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Dec 2012 5:53pm
24th Dec 2012 5:53pm
sew it up
I sat forlorn under emerald trees
face buried deep between my knees
Abnoba whispered in my ear
to take away my deep despair.
at last at last a glimmering hope
flit cross my brow like shimmering ghost
I sat morose under the moon
dripped gossamer tears that made me swoon
Rhiannon knelt to kiss my face
and sew my fears with abeyance lace
at last under lunar light
a heaviness in me took flight
I danced upon the sea at last
Manannan Mac Lir did gently splash
the deep serene of...
face buried deep between my knees
Abnoba whispered in my ear
to take away my deep despair.
at last at last a glimmering hope
flit cross my brow like shimmering ghost
I sat morose under the moon
dripped gossamer tears that made me swoon
Rhiannon knelt to kiss my face
and sew my fears with abeyance lace
at last under lunar light
a heaviness in me took flight
I danced upon the sea at last
Manannan Mac Lir did gently splash
the deep serene of...
886 reads
19 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Dec 2012 11:38am
19th Dec 2012 11:38am
10 cent s
I was three the first time i remember
seeing mamas bedroom walls
springtime colors on her quilt
Though it really could of been December
I don't remember much at all
I have to thank god for that
except for his soft footsteps down the hall
not Gods cause he was still asleep
I didn't know enough to be afraid, YET
He came in the room, that's when I still loved him
then I was on the bed, daddy loves you
daddy saying shh shh, don't talk
we're hiding from mama, I giggled
and then the pain, stop it shaunda, be quiet
be a...
seeing mamas bedroom walls
springtime colors on her quilt
Though it really could of been December
I don't remember much at all
I have to thank god for that
except for his soft footsteps down the hall
not Gods cause he was still asleep
I didn't know enough to be afraid, YET
He came in the room, that's when I still loved him
then I was on the bed, daddy loves you
daddy saying shh shh, don't talk
we're hiding from mama, I giggled
and then the pain, stop it shaunda, be quiet
be a...
968 reads
14 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Dec 2012 8:55am
14th Dec 2012 8:55am
summer is here at last at last
summer is here
at last at last
wind blowing clouds
like gossamer glass
smells fill the air
the flowers are calling
bees making honey
with love and pollen
watching daffodils
is a glorious affair
they fling their petals
here and there
It seems I'm not
the only one
to jump with joy
here comes the sun
I hop and skip
accross a lawn
I twirl around
till I have fallen
I dance a happy
summer dance
lay on the grass
where sprinklers splash
a sweet little inchworm
crosses...
at last at last
wind blowing clouds
like gossamer glass
smells fill the air
the flowers are calling
bees making honey
with love and pollen
watching daffodils
is a glorious affair
they fling their petals
here and there
It seems I'm not
the only one
to jump with joy
here comes the sun
I hop and skip
accross a lawn
I twirl around
till I have fallen
I dance a happy
summer dance
lay on the grass
where sprinklers splash
a sweet little inchworm
crosses...
890 reads
14 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2012 1:55am
8th Dec 2012 1:55am
Shark bait
For The "Going down at sea competition by Strider"
"Folks. This is the captain speaking. We are currently flying over South Africas Seal Island and unfortunately for everyone aboard, the plane will be going down. I repeat, the plane will be going down . We have 10 minutes left of fuel so please everyone, make those minutes count."
OM my God!!! We're going down, we're going down. I need to call my husband and children.
Shit,they're not answering their phones.
Mother Fucker!Everyone I know is at the Chuck Liddell vs. Wanderlei Silva UFC 79...
"Folks. This is the captain speaking. We are currently flying over South Africas Seal Island and unfortunately for everyone aboard, the plane will be going down. I repeat, the plane will be going down . We have 10 minutes left of fuel so please everyone, make those minutes count."
OM my God!!! We're going down, we're going down. I need to call my husband and children.
Shit,they're not answering their phones.
Mother Fucker!Everyone I know is at the Chuck Liddell vs. Wanderlei Silva UFC 79...
1037 reads
13 Comments
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