Submissions by soulwrites
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My soul bleeds ink through my pen. I have to read what I wrote, or else I don't know what it says. I have been writing for 25 years, and always carry pen and paper in my pocket.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Nov 2011 10:45pm
7th Nov 2011 10:45pm
Anarchisn't
Anarchism is under government criticism,
but we aren't the media's sensationalism of a cult-like religion,
please listen,
they've got us boxed into a prison,
it's propagandalistic hatism by the corporate system of fearful cynicism,
make up your own mind,
you don't have to believe me,
you're still free to believe those who bomb innocent countries,
we seek, eat, breathe the truths most can't see,
as we stand in the elite's heat against our freedom of speech,
what we speak and repeat will benefit all humanity.
We don't tote guns or instigate any...
but we aren't the media's sensationalism of a cult-like religion,
please listen,
they've got us boxed into a prison,
it's propagandalistic hatism by the corporate system of fearful cynicism,
make up your own mind,
you don't have to believe me,
you're still free to believe those who bomb innocent countries,
we seek, eat, breathe the truths most can't see,
as we stand in the elite's heat against our freedom of speech,
what we speak and repeat will benefit all humanity.
We don't tote guns or instigate any...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Sep 2011 1:30pm
14th Sep 2011 1:30pm
Feeling of sensuality
I want to feel your glistening skin,
and taste your sweat on my lips,
I want to have you in my arms,
I want to take you to the stars.
A woman's body is a temple,
her soul inside is like heaven,
I love the feeling of sensuality,
I'll give my all, wholeheartedly.
For me to touch, I must have love,
a strong soul-meshing emotional bond,
when I eventually say that I love you,
I promise it will always be forever true.
© Steve Bertrand aka. stevieb 20110914
and taste your sweat on my lips,
I want to have you in my arms,
I want to take you to the stars.
A woman's body is a temple,
her soul inside is like heaven,
I love the feeling of sensuality,
I'll give my all, wholeheartedly.
For me to touch, I must have love,
a strong soul-meshing emotional bond,
when I eventually say that I love you,
I promise it will always be forever true.
© Steve Bertrand aka. stevieb 20110914
652 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Sep 2011 10:13pm
13th Sep 2011 10:13pm
Love through touch
I'm the type of guy,
who needs physical touch,
with my soft gentle hands,
I'll infuse you with love.
Just look in my eyes,
and begin to believe,
that I will make you feel,
divine ecstasy.
Take my hands,
as I pull you close,
and whisper in your ear,
a love song I wrote.
Holding you tight,
as I kiss your lips,
love through touch,
is where my happiness is.
© Steve Bertrand aka. stevieb 20110813
Twitter: @soulwrites
who needs physical touch,
with my soft gentle hands,
I'll infuse you with love.
Just look in my eyes,
and begin to believe,
that I will make you feel,
divine ecstasy.
Take my hands,
as I pull you close,
and whisper in your ear,
a love song I wrote.
Holding you tight,
as I kiss your lips,
love through touch,
is where my happiness is.
© Steve Bertrand aka. stevieb 20110813
Twitter: @soulwrites
837 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Sep 2011 1:40am
13th Sep 2011 1:40am
Depressive monotony
Abandonment issues has got me in depressive monotony,
I was let out of prison early cause they didn't even want me,
like a sliding window each and every day,
one day I'm happy, the next I'm depraved.
There's not a drug on the market that helps with these symptoms,
I have so many feelings of hurt, I couldn't even list them.
Insecurities abound, I'm incapable of feeling love,
I want to be my free floating self, but I'm stuck in the mud.
Jealousy and fear encompasses crying and despair,
then anger and rage, until I pull out my hair.
It is...
I was let out of prison early cause they didn't even want me,
like a sliding window each and every day,
one day I'm happy, the next I'm depraved.
There's not a drug on the market that helps with these symptoms,
I have so many feelings of hurt, I couldn't even list them.
Insecurities abound, I'm incapable of feeling love,
I want to be my free floating self, but I'm stuck in the mud.
Jealousy and fear encompasses crying and despair,
then anger and rage, until I pull out my hair.
It is...
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Sep 2011 9:07pm
10th Sep 2011 9:07pm
Love is
Love is, the sweet scent of a flower,
the cool mist in the air, after a sun shower,
the colours of a rainbow, a divine symphony,
I will try to explain, what Love means to me.
It is the happiness, that goes above and beyond,
it cheers you up, when something is wrong,
it cradles you when you're down, and rocks you to sleep,
it is the light in darkness, when you can barely see.
A kiss from an Angel, and a touch soft as silk,
builds self-esteem, and caters to free will,
it enhances sexual pleasure, it adds 'de' to delight,
it's the most basic...
the cool mist in the air, after a sun shower,
the colours of a rainbow, a divine symphony,
I will try to explain, what Love means to me.
It is the happiness, that goes above and beyond,
it cheers you up, when something is wrong,
it cradles you when you're down, and rocks you to sleep,
it is the light in darkness, when you can barely see.
A kiss from an Angel, and a touch soft as silk,
builds self-esteem, and caters to free will,
it enhances sexual pleasure, it adds 'de' to delight,
it's the most basic...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Sep 2011 1:09pm
10th Sep 2011 1:09pm
Day at the office
Doing paperwork in the office,
and a fine girl walks in,
I lose my attention span,
and give her a grin,
just when I thought,
things couldn't be better,
my shirt sleeve gets caught,
in the damned paper shredder.
I tried to downplay it,
amidst all the grinding,
but the next thing I know,
in goes my tie.
If I had my street clothes on,
things wouldn't be this way,
but regardless of my situation,
I'll still ask for a date.
My boss comes by,
and hands me my paycheque,
oblivious in this shredder,
I'm...
and a fine girl walks in,
I lose my attention span,
and give her a grin,
just when I thought,
things couldn't be better,
my shirt sleeve gets caught,
in the damned paper shredder.
I tried to downplay it,
amidst all the grinding,
but the next thing I know,
in goes my tie.
If I had my street clothes on,
things wouldn't be this way,
but regardless of my situation,
I'll still ask for a date.
My boss comes by,
and hands me my paycheque,
oblivious in this shredder,
I'm...
745 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2011 4:19pm
9th Sep 2011 4:19pm
Do your part
Lost innocence, from the neglect of inner sense,
abandonment and regrets,
leaving souls condemned,
we pretend,
to be of love and light,
continuously pushing the boundaries of the fragility of life,
with our selfishness betrayal and despise,
we must realize,
this isn't good for us,
the only way to eliminate fear is to displace it with love,
I've been 36 years stranded on this earth,
and things are getting worse,
someone loses the sense of kindness every time I write a verse.
We must turn this around and raise the vibration,
I'm...
abandonment and regrets,
leaving souls condemned,
we pretend,
to be of love and light,
continuously pushing the boundaries of the fragility of life,
with our selfishness betrayal and despise,
we must realize,
this isn't good for us,
the only way to eliminate fear is to displace it with love,
I've been 36 years stranded on this earth,
and things are getting worse,
someone loses the sense of kindness every time I write a verse.
We must turn this around and raise the vibration,
I'm...
777 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2011 1:27am
9th Sep 2011 1:27am
Dew glistens (my first Pantoum)
I have accepted this as the love in my life,
waking up with the sun and scent of flowers,
the dew glistening in the morning sun showers,
sitting on this bench as I feel what to write.
Waking up with the sun and scent of flowers,
after a peaceful and restful sleep last night,
sitting on this bench as I feel what to write,
losing myself to the pen ink for multiple hours.
After a peaceful and restful sleep last night,
my love of writing has my time completely devoured,
losing myself to the pen ink for multiple hours,
the sun has retired...
waking up with the sun and scent of flowers,
the dew glistening in the morning sun showers,
sitting on this bench as I feel what to write.
Waking up with the sun and scent of flowers,
after a peaceful and restful sleep last night,
sitting on this bench as I feel what to write,
losing myself to the pen ink for multiple hours.
After a peaceful and restful sleep last night,
my love of writing has my time completely devoured,
losing myself to the pen ink for multiple hours,
the sun has retired...
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2011 11:46pm
8th Sep 2011 11:46pm
Houston, we have a problem (comedy)
This is space shuttle nine, calling back to Houston,
we've got problems up here, and they are condusive,
of mass confusion, we need a solution,
we're melting down in a nuclear fusion,
our seatbelts don't work, and nothing is stowed,
there's a fire on board, and oxygen is low,
we can't see out the windows, and everyone is fighting,
and oh my God! we just got struck by lightning,
we've been boarded by aliens, and they've taken control,
they're flying the ship backwards towards a black hole,
we just hit the moon and knocked it out of orbit,
as it...
we've got problems up here, and they are condusive,
of mass confusion, we need a solution,
we're melting down in a nuclear fusion,
our seatbelts don't work, and nothing is stowed,
there's a fire on board, and oxygen is low,
we can't see out the windows, and everyone is fighting,
and oh my God! we just got struck by lightning,
we've been boarded by aliens, and they've taken control,
they're flying the ship backwards towards a black hole,
we just hit the moon and knocked it out of orbit,
as it...
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 6:39pm
6th Sep 2011 6:39pm
A belligerent quest
My continuous missteps, taking me on a belligerent quest,
of taking inventory of this mess I have left that I severely deteste,
crashing into shore like a beaten and battered shipwreck,
oblivious to what is going on around me,
can hardly see, can hardly breathe,
just send me back out to sea, so the waves can shatter me,
I'm stoked, but I'm stoned,
I'm happy but I'm cold,
never doing what I'm told,
just allowing frustration to continuously unfold,
this misery is seemingly the only thing I got,
I've unlearned everything I've been taught,
I've...
of taking inventory of this mess I have left that I severely deteste,
crashing into shore like a beaten and battered shipwreck,
oblivious to what is going on around me,
can hardly see, can hardly breathe,
just send me back out to sea, so the waves can shatter me,
I'm stoked, but I'm stoned,
I'm happy but I'm cold,
never doing what I'm told,
just allowing frustration to continuously unfold,
this misery is seemingly the only thing I got,
I've unlearned everything I've been taught,
I've...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 3:52am
6th Sep 2011 3:52am
Re-Imagine (Imagine II)
Imagine a world, where everything is fun,
imagine a world, without any guns,
imagine a world, that included everyone,
imagine a world, overflowing with love.
Imagine a world that was full of laughter,
imagine if everything, was happily ever after,
imagine a world, without any violence,
imagine a world, without suppressed silence.
Imagine a world, without any crime,
imagine a world, without any lying,
imagine a world, without any greed,
imagine a world, where no one could cheat.
Imagine enough food, so no one would starve,...
imagine a world, without any guns,
imagine a world, that included everyone,
imagine a world, overflowing with love.
Imagine a world that was full of laughter,
imagine if everything, was happily ever after,
imagine a world, without any violence,
imagine a world, without suppressed silence.
Imagine a world, without any crime,
imagine a world, without any lying,
imagine a world, without any greed,
imagine a world, where no one could cheat.
Imagine enough food, so no one would starve,...
725 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 00:09am
6th Sep 2011 00:09am
Imagine
Imagine a world, where people can't eat,
imagine a world with homeless in the streets,
imagine a world without electricity,
imagine a world being bombed incessantly.
Imagine a world with babies born deformed,
imagine a world with women raped and torn,
imagine a world with no eleven o'clock news,
imagine people killing, just for food.
Imagine a world with no loving affection,
imagine a world with no medical attention,
imagine people being poisoned with intention,
imagine people recklessly put into detention.
Imagine a world where...
imagine a world with homeless in the streets,
imagine a world without electricity,
imagine a world being bombed incessantly.
Imagine a world with babies born deformed,
imagine a world with women raped and torn,
imagine a world with no eleven o'clock news,
imagine people killing, just for food.
Imagine a world with no loving affection,
imagine a world with no medical attention,
imagine people being poisoned with intention,
imagine people recklessly put into detention.
Imagine a world where...
724 reads
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