Submissions by storm (-)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Jun 2012 1:34am
17th Jun 2012 1:34am
Oh! How I Miss It!
We only get to stop by
for just a little while,
but my need to see and feel
with every piece of me yearning.
…Yearning to be there.
Impatience fills me up
as I get closer to my destination.
I shall let nothing
stand in my way.
I have only sheer determination.
Finally, I am there.
My toes are in the water,
the waves gently licking my calves.
I begin to feel at peace
as I take in my surroundings.
I notice the curled trees
along the coast,
the small scattered rock masses
sharply piercing through the water, ...
for just a little while,
but my need to see and feel
with every piece of me yearning.
…Yearning to be there.
Impatience fills me up
as I get closer to my destination.
I shall let nothing
stand in my way.
I have only sheer determination.
Finally, I am there.
My toes are in the water,
the waves gently licking my calves.
I begin to feel at peace
as I take in my surroundings.
I notice the curled trees
along the coast,
the small scattered rock masses
sharply piercing through the water, ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 3:37pm
15th Jun 2012 3:37pm
The Two of You
There are two of you
who inhabit that body.
One is who you are with friends;
the other is who you are with me.
When you are with your friends,
the shield you wear
is impenetrable, as
you pretend not to care.
You act as if
whatever they do,
couldn’t possibly ever,
have any effect on you.
But, I saw the hurt
written on your face
when you friend was cruel.
…You handled it with grace.
I asked you once:
Why do you stay?
I know you don’t like them,
so why be their clay?
You told me that
you...
who inhabit that body.
One is who you are with friends;
the other is who you are with me.
When you are with your friends,
the shield you wear
is impenetrable, as
you pretend not to care.
You act as if
whatever they do,
couldn’t possibly ever,
have any effect on you.
But, I saw the hurt
written on your face
when you friend was cruel.
…You handled it with grace.
I asked you once:
Why do you stay?
I know you don’t like them,
so why be their clay?
You told me that
you...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 4:58pm
14th Jun 2012 4:58pm
Alone
I wake up,
slowly stumble out of bed,
hobble down the stairs, and
venture into the kitchen.
I walk over to the window,
stare out at the forest behind,
instinctively knowing
I’m the only one in my house.
I am melancholy,
and the calmness envelopes me
with the knowledge that I
have once again been abandoned.
The feeling of comfort
doesn’t vanish, though.
It stays. I am used to
having no one around.
For no matter where I go,
both in my dreams,
and in my life,
I
am
always
...
slowly stumble out of bed,
hobble down the stairs, and
venture into the kitchen.
I walk over to the window,
stare out at the forest behind,
instinctively knowing
I’m the only one in my house.
I am melancholy,
and the calmness envelopes me
with the knowledge that I
have once again been abandoned.
The feeling of comfort
doesn’t vanish, though.
It stays. I am used to
having no one around.
For no matter where I go,
both in my dreams,
and in my life,
I
am
always
...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 3:41pm
14th Jun 2012 3:41pm
Give me…
Give me confidence,
so that I will not be:
afraid of myself.
afraid to be myself.
Give me happiness,
so that I will not
hurt those around me,
or cause any more pain.
Give me patience,
so I won't explode,
only to make people mad,
and then make myself angrier
Give me courage,
so that I could talk to you,
without continuous self-doubt,
and finally leave my corner.
Give me hope,
so that I can trust:
that it will work out.
that everything will work out.
Give me what I need:
to make...
so that I will not be:
afraid of myself.
afraid to be myself.
Give me happiness,
so that I will not
hurt those around me,
or cause any more pain.
Give me patience,
so I won't explode,
only to make people mad,
and then make myself angrier
Give me courage,
so that I could talk to you,
without continuous self-doubt,
and finally leave my corner.
Give me hope,
so that I can trust:
that it will work out.
that everything will work out.
Give me what I need:
to make...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 6:39pm
13th Jun 2012 6:39pm
?
I bend and twist,
stretch to fit my surroundings.
Yet, I do not fit in.
Not here; not anywhere.
Then I wonder
what is wrong with me.
Am I trying to hard?
Am I not trying hard enough?
I want to know
what makes me different,
what holds me back,
no matter what I do.
I know I am not alone,
but where are they?
Where are those like me?
How come I cannot find them?
Could it be they're near;
that I’m not the only one around?
Do I not recognize them
because we each strive to stay in silence?
Or...
stretch to fit my surroundings.
Yet, I do not fit in.
Not here; not anywhere.
Then I wonder
what is wrong with me.
Am I trying to hard?
Am I not trying hard enough?
I want to know
what makes me different,
what holds me back,
no matter what I do.
I know I am not alone,
but where are they?
Where are those like me?
How come I cannot find them?
Could it be they're near;
that I’m not the only one around?
Do I not recognize them
because we each strive to stay in silence?
Or...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 6:27pm
13th Jun 2012 6:27pm
To Share My Empathy
You're happy,
and I know why.
I want to share it
with the world.
Then they can be happy, too,
but they don’t not understand.
They do not feel
anyone’s emotions
but their own.
You're sad,
and I don't know why.
I feel the pain.
I want to share it
with those around me,
in hope that they can feel it
and make it go away.
They cannot feel it, though,
and they never will.
You're nervous,
and I've been shaking
with fear all day.
I am not nervous,
but you are,
so I feel it too.
They are not...
and I know why.
I want to share it
with the world.
Then they can be happy, too,
but they don’t not understand.
They do not feel
anyone’s emotions
but their own.
You're sad,
and I don't know why.
I feel the pain.
I want to share it
with those around me,
in hope that they can feel it
and make it go away.
They cannot feel it, though,
and they never will.
You're nervous,
and I've been shaking
with fear all day.
I am not nervous,
but you are,
so I feel it too.
They are not...
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STORY POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 11:35pm
12th Jun 2012 11:35pm
Only a Fantastical Daydream
One day I’ll look back
Remember those days
Begin a story
In one of many ways
I’ll say:
“There was a person
who didn’t understand
who they were
among
all the others.
They didn’t know
their place
in the world,
and they didn’t understand
why ...
Remember those days
Begin a story
In one of many ways
I’ll say:
“There was a person
who didn’t understand
who they were
among
all the others.
They didn’t know
their place
in the world,
and they didn’t understand
why ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 3:45pm
12th Jun 2012 3:45pm
YOU
Looking at
you makes
me want
to smile
but
you're
always
frowning
so I
frown
too.
Daydreaming
of you
...
you makes
me want
to smile
but
you're
always
frowning
so I
frown
too.
Daydreaming
of you
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 3:28pm
12th Jun 2012 3:28pm
I wish
I wish I could tell you
how beautiful you are
how you fascinate me
but, alas, your heart is far
from mine
I wish I could run
my fingers through your hair
look you in the eyes
and see that you care
but I can't
and
you don't
I wish I could talk to you
for days on end
discover who you are
with you as my friend
but I can't
and
you're not
so I wait.
how beautiful you are
how you fascinate me
but, alas, your heart is far
from mine
I wish I could run
my fingers through your hair
look you in the eyes
and see that you care
but I can't
and
you don't
I wish I could talk to you
for days on end
discover who you are
with you as my friend
but I can't
and
you're not
so I wait.
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 3:31pm
8th Jun 2012 3:31pm
Just what exactly did you do to me?
Nervous and excited
Is how you make me feel
My eyes watch
I’m filled with such zeal
Your shield you wear
Is let down once in a while
It’s then that you glow
And for that I’d run a mile
When you tell a story
You look me in the eyes
They make me forget
All those goodbyes
I want and I wish
That you’d let me be your friend
I try and I wait
I won’t let it be the end
Your shoulder to cry on
I’d beg to be
I’ll do almost anything
Just for you to like me
...
Is how you make me feel
My eyes watch
I’m filled with such zeal
Your shield you wear
Is let down once in a while
It’s then that you glow
And for that I’d run a mile
When you tell a story
You look me in the eyes
They make me forget
All those goodbyes
I want and I wish
That you’d let me be your friend
I try and I wait
I won’t let it be the end
Your shoulder to cry on
I’d beg to be
I’ll do almost anything
Just for you to like me
...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2012 7:50pm
5th Jun 2012 7:50pm
Blind, seeing, lost or found?
Mom, who am I?
you are Michelle, she says
Sister, who am I?
you are Chello, she says
Friend, who am I?
you are Chelly, she says
Self, who am I?
I am Michelle, Chello, Chelly
among many other names
but take away language
take away voices
take away communications
WHO AM I?
a lover of natural beauty?
a pianist who rarely plays?
a good catholic who goes to church every week?
a friend to few?
an empty carcass to many?
a lover of languages?
an observer?
music
music
music
But why?
I look in the mirror...
you are Michelle, she says
Sister, who am I?
you are Chello, she says
Friend, who am I?
you are Chelly, she says
Self, who am I?
I am Michelle, Chello, Chelly
among many other names
but take away language
take away voices
take away communications
WHO AM I?
a lover of natural beauty?
a pianist who rarely plays?
a good catholic who goes to church every week?
a friend to few?
an empty carcass to many?
a lover of languages?
an observer?
music
music
music
But why?
I look in the mirror...
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STORY POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2012 10:54pm
3rd Jun 2012 10:54pm
A Strange Something
It’s a beautiful day.
You sit there and smile.
You wave to me from my mind.
I don’t know you,
but something in my head does.
Nothing quite makes sense.
It’s fuzzy; unclear.
But what do I have,
besides the feeling that you’re there,
even though I don’t know you?
I’m not sure what to think.
Am I misleading myself?
Someone could be sending me your image.
Maybe you’re out there.
Maybe you’re not.
I see you, but I don’t.
I hear you, but I don’t.
I feel you, but I don’t.
I just know what you’re doing.
But, I...
You sit there and smile.
You wave to me from my mind.
I don’t know you,
but something in my head does.
Nothing quite makes sense.
It’s fuzzy; unclear.
But what do I have,
besides the feeling that you’re there,
even though I don’t know you?
I’m not sure what to think.
Am I misleading myself?
Someone could be sending me your image.
Maybe you’re out there.
Maybe you’re not.
I see you, but I don’t.
I hear you, but I don’t.
I feel you, but I don’t.
I just know what you’re doing.
But, I...
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