Submissions by simplywords91 (Marquan N. a.k.a QUAN)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
deserve me
So I ran into you
Seen you and your new wife.
I see that you finally found that “happy life”.
So I ran into you
And every memory came back
The way you used to hold me
Kiss me damn I was attached.
I was attached to your mind
To the way you would articulate
Your point to out shine mine.
I was attached to your heart
It was so big you'll do anything
Not to see someone fall apart.
Yea I was attached and I fell quick
But when I fell, I fell for a little bitch.
No not a man who owns up to what he’s done
But a boy who plays games and...
Seen you and your new wife.
I see that you finally found that “happy life”.
So I ran into you
And every memory came back
The way you used to hold me
Kiss me damn I was attached.
I was attached to your mind
To the way you would articulate
Your point to out shine mine.
I was attached to your heart
It was so big you'll do anything
Not to see someone fall apart.
Yea I was attached and I fell quick
But when I fell, I fell for a little bitch.
No not a man who owns up to what he’s done
But a boy who plays games and...
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BOY OUT IN THE RAIN
Unspoken words, Bruised bodies
Torn heart, We fell apart
A mother’s cruse
On a gay son
Beaten and broken
Love there is none.
Anger and rage
Fill the air
Pain and despair
Fill his head
Walking around with bag of clothes mother says
He didn’t come from her womb so he as to go
Out in the cold, dark and rain
A stranger comes and offers an hand
But the hand turned into a fist
And the fist turned into his face
Fight back he tries with all his might
But the stranger had won
And tore the clothes off this forgotten son
One by...
Torn heart, We fell apart
A mother’s cruse
On a gay son
Beaten and broken
Love there is none.
Anger and rage
Fill the air
Pain and despair
Fill his head
Walking around with bag of clothes mother says
He didn’t come from her womb so he as to go
Out in the cold, dark and rain
A stranger comes and offers an hand
But the hand turned into a fist
And the fist turned into his face
Fight back he tries with all his might
But the stranger had won
And tore the clothes off this forgotten son
One by...
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the end
What do you do when you’re at your end?
What to do you do when you can’t win?
Do you fall to your knees
accepting defeat?
Or do you rise once more
to fight the demons and even the score?
What do you do when you’re lost in the wind?
What do you do when you can’t love again?
What do you do when you chased everyone away?
Do you cry a river of uncured tears?
Do you inflict pain on yourself slicing
a vain for every day of pain?
Do you curl up in a ball and just
waste your life away?
What do you do when you’re at your end?
When you've...
What to do you do when you can’t win?
Do you fall to your knees
accepting defeat?
Or do you rise once more
to fight the demons and even the score?
What do you do when you’re lost in the wind?
What do you do when you can’t love again?
What do you do when you chased everyone away?
Do you cry a river of uncured tears?
Do you inflict pain on yourself slicing
a vain for every day of pain?
Do you curl up in a ball and just
waste your life away?
What do you do when you’re at your end?
When you've...
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1 Comment
ARTIST AND THE SLAVE
Bruised and broken
I’m a shattered muse
You painted my colors
The reds and blues
Bruised and broken
Dazed and confused
I’m running away
But I keep running into you
My heart is moving like a wave
Crashing down when your love
Leaves an empty space
You painted my colors
Stroked me up and down
You drew my eyes
My lips
You even painted me a frown
When I try to escape your evil masterpiece
I can never leave
Because you are the artist
I’m your slave falling to your feet
You sung my song
Lyrics and all
Hitting...
I’m a shattered muse
You painted my colors
The reds and blues
Bruised and broken
Dazed and confused
I’m running away
But I keep running into you
My heart is moving like a wave
Crashing down when your love
Leaves an empty space
You painted my colors
Stroked me up and down
You drew my eyes
My lips
You even painted me a frown
When I try to escape your evil masterpiece
I can never leave
Because you are the artist
I’m your slave falling to your feet
You sung my song
Lyrics and all
Hitting...
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