Submissions by skymikan
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
in the clouds, writing.
DARK POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 4:01pm
26th Jan 2025 4:01pm
I'm Dead?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
#dark
#death
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 4:00pm
26th Jan 2025 4:00pm
Ocean in Motion
You don’t say that I’ve stopped trying,
I’ve already restrained myself from dying.
You see just a wall, white and wide-eyed,
There’s no word, but the truth you’re denied.
I’ve always loved the idea of flowers,
Changing with each passing hour,
Blooming in color, then fading away—
At least, someday, I’ll expect the change to stay.
You’ll never know what it feels like to be this way,
To give everything and get nothing in return each day.
You look at the sun, but it burns you down,
Caught in the heavy rain, I slowly drown.
...
I’ve already restrained myself from dying.
You see just a wall, white and wide-eyed,
There’s no word, but the truth you’re denied.
I’ve always loved the idea of flowers,
Changing with each passing hour,
Blooming in color, then fading away—
At least, someday, I’ll expect the change to stay.
You’ll never know what it feels like to be this way,
To give everything and get nothing in return each day.
You look at the sun, but it burns you down,
Caught in the heavy rain, I slowly drown.
...
#disappointment
#sea
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 11:30am
29th Dec 2024 11:30am
Universe
The wonders of the universe,
behind the dark velvet sky,
are we bound by a cosmic curse
or surrounded by silent lies?
Lying on my back, I gaze
at the scattered stars above,
the nebulas’ elusive haze,
the galaxies we dream of.
The wonders of the universe,
where I am but a fleeting dust,
do I have a purpose here
or just drift in the cosmic rust?
Staring through the windowpane,
while the world moves outside,
my shadow softly wanes,
surrendering to the night’s tide.
The wonders of the universe,...
behind the dark velvet sky,
are we bound by a cosmic curse
or surrounded by silent lies?
Lying on my back, I gaze
at the scattered stars above,
the nebulas’ elusive haze,
the galaxies we dream of.
The wonders of the universe,
where I am but a fleeting dust,
do I have a purpose here
or just drift in the cosmic rust?
Staring through the windowpane,
while the world moves outside,
my shadow softly wanes,
surrendering to the night’s tide.
The wonders of the universe,...
#universe
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 11:11am
29th Dec 2024 11:11am
Dreams
If the lyrics of the songs
could come to life,
I wouldn’t invent the dark
to echo back your strife.
If the verses of the poems
could breathe and thrive,
I’d keep a stiff upper lip
with determined eyes.
If the colors of the sky
could linger for a while,
but it ended in darkness,
a meaningful goodbye.
If the sunrise could be
as golden as today,
I wouldn’t eat alone
or listen to hearsay.
If dreams could come true,
I’d give them all to you,
but now they’re short-lived—
the red...
could come to life,
I wouldn’t invent the dark
to echo back your strife.
If the verses of the poems
could breathe and thrive,
I’d keep a stiff upper lip
with determined eyes.
If the colors of the sky
could linger for a while,
but it ended in darkness,
a meaningful goodbye.
If the sunrise could be
as golden as today,
I wouldn’t eat alone
or listen to hearsay.
If dreams could come true,
I’d give them all to you,
but now they’re short-lived—
the red...
#dreams
#sleep
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Sep 2024 5:55pm
27th Sep 2024 5:55pm
My mind
My mind has branches like a tree,
Even when I sleep like a baby,
It weaves its own memories.
I try not to take it to heart,
But it plots intrusive traps,
When I’m wide awake,
It urges me to heed its voice,
To explore the darker thoughts.
My mind has branches like a tree,
Though I act with prudence,
It still controls my memory.
Even when I sleep like a baby,
It weaves its own memories.
I try not to take it to heart,
But it plots intrusive traps,
When I’m wide awake,
It urges me to heed its voice,
To explore the darker thoughts.
My mind has branches like a tree,
Though I act with prudence,
It still controls my memory.
#evil
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Sep 2024 4:11pm
10th Sep 2024 4:11pm
Process.
As I progress,
Encountering many failures,
I find myself falling
To meet others’ expectations.
As I falter,
Engulfed by past successes,
I’m sinking, feeling
I might never escape.
As I walk,
I constantly feel the need to run,
Chasing time,
Fabricating illusions of stability.
Perched by the window,
I long to see the lights,
Wishing to freeze this moment,
Struggling to trust the process.
Encountering many failures,
I find myself falling
To meet others’ expectations.
As I falter,
Engulfed by past successes,
I’m sinking, feeling
I might never escape.
As I walk,
I constantly feel the need to run,
Chasing time,
Fabricating illusions of stability.
Perched by the window,
I long to see the lights,
Wishing to freeze this moment,
Struggling to trust the process.
#success
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 4:09pm
14th Apr 2024 4:09pm
sensitive
there are no such thing
as being too sensitive,
if we are being offended
and disrespected,
we often guard ourselves
with deafening silence
if ever it was ruled
to be impermissible...
if they really earned the right
to define someone as that,
they should be required
to have not experienced
emotional turmoil ever
.
.
.
they never should have been
a human after all.
as being too sensitive,
if we are being offended
and disrespected,
we often guard ourselves
with deafening silence
if ever it was ruled
to be impermissible...
if they really earned the right
to define someone as that,
they should be required
to have not experienced
emotional turmoil ever
.
.
.
they never should have been
a human after all.
#respect
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2022 2:25am
23rd Oct 2022 2:25am
sun sets.
remember at 4:30 pm
rushing to the leaves
in the peaceful forest
‘let’s go home before 6!’
i appreciate the silence
echoing when we walked
you’re face turned yellow
my heart was in shock
you promise me before
these colors of the sky
that you will bring in time
‘one day it will come by’
so i lingered by walking
autumn leaves were gone
the snow made it so cold
the cloud covered the sun
you never remember a thing
whenever it’s 4:30 pm
as i rushed to the leaves
everything already...
rushing to the leaves
in the peaceful forest
‘let’s go home before 6!’
i appreciate the silence
echoing when we walked
you’re face turned yellow
my heart was in shock
you promise me before
these colors of the sky
that you will bring in time
‘one day it will come by’
so i lingered by walking
autumn leaves were gone
the snow made it so cold
the cloud covered the sun
you never remember a thing
whenever it’s 4:30 pm
as i rushed to the leaves
everything already...
#sadness
#love
#FirstLove
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2022 7:51am
22nd Oct 2022 7:51am
october.
i really wish you remember
baby now it’s october
september’s gone but still raining
but now it’s all over
i just wake up from
the rainy nights you’ve spent
i knocked on your door
three times but you’re not answering
i stand to see the autumn falling
back before it was hard to see
it’s past eight in the evening
but you’re not willing to be with me
i really wish you remember
“i will come back in october”
i can pick up your calls now
baby tell me it is not over
i really wish you remember ...
baby now it’s october
september’s gone but still raining
but now it’s all over
i just wake up from
the rainy nights you’ve spent
i knocked on your door
three times but you’re not answering
i stand to see the autumn falling
back before it was hard to see
it’s past eight in the evening
but you’re not willing to be with me
i really wish you remember
“i will come back in october”
i can pick up your calls now
baby tell me it is not over
i really wish you remember ...
#breakup
#MentalHealth
#IMissYou
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th May 2022 5:50pm
29th May 2022 5:50pm
Isabella
Greatest living doll of the high gates,
Men of all the kingdoms have sailed.
Why such beauty? There’s tender lips—
An abundance of rubies I wouldn’t admit.
The flow of the river, carrying a sword,
Muttered, “Why me, compared to gold?
Where I invited them into my chamber,
Take me all in with nothing to hold.”
For I am Isabella, a whore you might call;
I give to those who need my body and soul.”
I recant, “No, you’re Isabella, my only lady;
You’re a poet, the only one I want to marry.”
Men of all the kingdoms have sailed.
Why such beauty? There’s tender lips—
An abundance of rubies I wouldn’t admit.
The flow of the river, carrying a sword,
Muttered, “Why me, compared to gold?
Where I invited them into my chamber,
Take me all in with nothing to hold.”
For I am Isabella, a whore you might call;
I give to those who need my body and soul.”
I recant, “No, you’re Isabella, my only lady;
You’re a poet, the only one I want to marry.”
#romantic
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Mar 2022 1:46pm
29th Mar 2022 1:46pm
birthday sky
i can show the colors
that you’ve longed to see
all the sakura flowers
in this beautiful scenery
so just look at the sky
watch the clouds pass
and don’t you just mind
the Earth’s full mass
and when you feel alone
just close your eyes
imagine that you’re home
while taking a deep sigh
just hear the bird’s singing
happy birthday to you
while the sky is celebrating
with this majestic view
i’m glad that you turned
at the age of twenty three
all your scars and bruise ...
that you’ve longed to see
all the sakura flowers
in this beautiful scenery
so just look at the sky
watch the clouds pass
and don’t you just mind
the Earth’s full mass
and when you feel alone
just close your eyes
imagine that you’re home
while taking a deep sigh
just hear the bird’s singing
happy birthday to you
while the sky is celebrating
with this majestic view
i’m glad that you turned
at the age of twenty three
all your scars and bruise ...
#happiness
#hope
#motivational
#inspirational
#SelfWorth
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2022 3:56pm
27th Mar 2022 3:56pm
One Second Glance
Days passed by while
Watching the clouds drift;
The sky is so blue,
While I’m running so fast.
The moon followed you
As you kept on running;
The wind felt so good,
You could feel it on your skin.
You were learning things—
The planets and stars,
Taking more adventures,
Passion in your heart.
You woke up so early,
Trace of milk on your lips,
But you were so happy,
Doing a thousand flips.
Faded letters on paper,
You had fun at school.
I miss that vivid smile
Whenever we went to...
Watching the clouds drift;
The sky is so blue,
While I’m running so fast.
The moon followed you
As you kept on running;
The wind felt so good,
You could feel it on your skin.
You were learning things—
The planets and stars,
Taking more adventures,
Passion in your heart.
You woke up so early,
Trace of milk on your lips,
But you were so happy,
Doing a thousand flips.
Faded letters on paper,
You had fun at school.
I miss that vivid smile
Whenever we went to...
#teens
#childhood
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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