Submissions by stormz_of_fire (River)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am everything I do, everything I feel, and everything I see. I see pain and anger, desire and love. I see the good and the bad, I bring the light to darkness, the dark to light.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Feb 2016 5:02am
16th Feb 2016 5:02am
A Fully Functional, Responsible Adult
I am now a fully functional, responsible adult.
Or that's what they say.
But I don't even understand;
What does that mean?
I think I'm finally learning.
Let me break it down.
Listen well,
don't make my mistakes.
Full functional means not asking for help.
It means being made of pixie dust and unicorns,
because being fully functional means getting everything done.
Even when there aren't enough hours in the day.
Responsible means getting a job,
going to class every day, and never be late,
eating healthy - which means spending...
Or that's what they say.
But I don't even understand;
What does that mean?
I think I'm finally learning.
Let me break it down.
Listen well,
don't make my mistakes.
Full functional means not asking for help.
It means being made of pixie dust and unicorns,
because being fully functional means getting everything done.
Even when there aren't enough hours in the day.
Responsible means getting a job,
going to class every day, and never be late,
eating healthy - which means spending...
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3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2014 8:36pm
14th Apr 2014 8:36pm
Afraid
I am afraid to live
and afraid to die.
I don't want to be.
I don't want to feel.
I am afraid of the pain
and afraid of pleasure.
Pleasure always leaves.
In its wake is bitter agony.
I am tired,
So very tired.
I don't want to continue.
I don't want to try.
and afraid to die.
I don't want to be.
I don't want to feel.
I am afraid of the pain
and afraid of pleasure.
Pleasure always leaves.
In its wake is bitter agony.
I am tired,
So very tired.
I don't want to continue.
I don't want to try.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2014 7:55pm
14th Apr 2014 7:55pm
Don't Know What to Do
I was so unhappy.
So sad, and even though
I had my friends,
I was so alone.
Now that I have something,
Something that makes me happy
... They don't like me.
They don't care.
I am a loner
I am alone.
I like it that way.
But I miss them.
But I wont give up
What makes me happy.
I wake and smile,
Isn't that good?
... I don't know what to do anymore
You're hurting me.
You call yourselves my friends
But you're making me so sad.
So sad, and even though
I had my friends,
I was so alone.
Now that I have something,
Something that makes me happy
... They don't like me.
They don't care.
I am a loner
I am alone.
I like it that way.
But I miss them.
But I wont give up
What makes me happy.
I wake and smile,
Isn't that good?
... I don't know what to do anymore
You're hurting me.
You call yourselves my friends
But you're making me so sad.
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3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Apr 2014 8:19pm
9th Apr 2014 8:19pm
Cupcake, Cupcake
Cupcake, Cupcake,
Pretty little treat!
Pink and blue,
Whisk and beat!
Cupcake, Cupcake,
My dear love,
Cupcake, Cupcake,
An angel from above!
Cupcake, Cupcake,
Please don't cry!
Dear little Cupcake
You'll make me die!
Cupcake, Cupcake
Sweet little girl,
Pink and blue
Start to swirl.
Cupcake, Cupcake,
Poison and blue.
Pink little Cupcake,
What do you do?
Red Velvet Dear,
Made with blood;
Oozing from your veins
Is a pretty little flood!
Pill filled Cupcake,
Pretty and...
Pretty little treat!
Pink and blue,
Whisk and beat!
Cupcake, Cupcake,
My dear love,
Cupcake, Cupcake,
An angel from above!
Cupcake, Cupcake,
Please don't cry!
Dear little Cupcake
You'll make me die!
Cupcake, Cupcake
Sweet little girl,
Pink and blue
Start to swirl.
Cupcake, Cupcake,
Poison and blue.
Pink little Cupcake,
What do you do?
Red Velvet Dear,
Made with blood;
Oozing from your veins
Is a pretty little flood!
Pill filled Cupcake,
Pretty and...
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Apr 2014 8:15pm
9th Apr 2014 8:15pm
The Cupcake King
It's in his eyes
of pink and blue,
swirling, swirling
changing hue.
Laughing, dancing,
oh what fun!
But it won't last long,
for now he's done.
The game is over,
Nothing more to play.
It's time little one,
you're here to stay.
The Cupcake King
in his castle of terror
has chosen the one
that he finds fairer.
She will join
the hundreds before.
Move on, she's gone,
he's closed the door.
The Cupcake Girl
is gone for good,
and why you ask?
Because she stood.
of pink and blue,
swirling, swirling
changing hue.
Laughing, dancing,
oh what fun!
But it won't last long,
for now he's done.
The game is over,
Nothing more to play.
It's time little one,
you're here to stay.
The Cupcake King
in his castle of terror
has chosen the one
that he finds fairer.
She will join
the hundreds before.
Move on, she's gone,
he's closed the door.
The Cupcake Girl
is gone for good,
and why you ask?
Because she stood.
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 8:40pm
4th Apr 2014 8:40pm
Andrew
I'm fine.
You just can't see my tears.
they won't fall
for a man who couldn't try.
I'm not dead,
nor dying.
His love didn't kill me
His betrayal didn't break me.
Just because I don't cry
Doesn't mean I don't care.
I can smile,
But I'm still sad.
Don't judge me
for not needing him.
I never needed him
I wanted him.
I wanted to be loved
and happy.
I loved him.
I still do.
But I won't cry
for a man
unworthy of my time
and tears.
Really, I'm fine.
You don't need to...
You just can't see my tears.
they won't fall
for a man who couldn't try.
I'm not dead,
nor dying.
His love didn't kill me
His betrayal didn't break me.
Just because I don't cry
Doesn't mean I don't care.
I can smile,
But I'm still sad.
Don't judge me
for not needing him.
I never needed him
I wanted him.
I wanted to be loved
and happy.
I loved him.
I still do.
But I won't cry
for a man
unworthy of my time
and tears.
Really, I'm fine.
You don't need to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 3:51pm
4th Apr 2014 3:51pm
Emotion
I can't breath
for wanting.
Can't smile
for fear.
Can't love
for pain.
Anger hurts less
than misery.
Indifference is better
than agony.
But I feel them all.
I feel the pain,
the love,
the agony
and sorrow.
I can't not.
You are all that is in my mind.
You are the source
of all my emotion.
for wanting.
Can't smile
for fear.
Can't love
for pain.
Anger hurts less
than misery.
Indifference is better
than agony.
But I feel them all.
I feel the pain,
the love,
the agony
and sorrow.
I can't not.
You are all that is in my mind.
You are the source
of all my emotion.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 6:45am
4th Apr 2014 6:45am
The Taste of War
Rain ...
A comfort,
Perhaps the blood will wash away.
Off my face,
and out of my eyes.
Perhaps the blood I've seen
Spilt on the ground,
coming out like a river,
Will fade away.
Perhaps I won't smell it anymore.
Dear rain, bring me a new smell.
Raise my head to taste it,
the nourishing rain...
It is tangy, metallic and sweet.
Even the rain...
Drenched in the flavor of this war.
Blood and muddy water mix in the air.
A peculiar smell.
The only one I remember.
A comfort,
Perhaps the blood will wash away.
Off my face,
and out of my eyes.
Perhaps the blood I've seen
Spilt on the ground,
coming out like a river,
Will fade away.
Perhaps I won't smell it anymore.
Dear rain, bring me a new smell.
Raise my head to taste it,
the nourishing rain...
It is tangy, metallic and sweet.
Even the rain...
Drenched in the flavor of this war.
Blood and muddy water mix in the air.
A peculiar smell.
The only one I remember.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Mar 2014 10:44pm
16th Mar 2014 10:44pm
I Am So Sorry
Why?
Why, when I am happy
Do my people suffer?
Why is this always the way?
I want to be happy!
Just let me be happy!
But I cannot be happy
When those around me suffer.
Why do these two
Always contradict?
Those in my life,
Even those who left
are MY people.
Why must they hurt
While I am happy?
I hate this!
Maybe I should do it;
End everyone's suffering.
My harm would protect them.
The pleasure cannot be equal
One must suffer to provide comfort.
I cannot be happy
If you are not.
I can't...
Why, when I am happy
Do my people suffer?
Why is this always the way?
I want to be happy!
Just let me be happy!
But I cannot be happy
When those around me suffer.
Why do these two
Always contradict?
Those in my life,
Even those who left
are MY people.
Why must they hurt
While I am happy?
I hate this!
Maybe I should do it;
End everyone's suffering.
My harm would protect them.
The pleasure cannot be equal
One must suffer to provide comfort.
I cannot be happy
If you are not.
I can't...
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Jan 2014 8:36pm
24th Jan 2014 8:36pm
Numb Agony
Nothing hurts.
Everything hurts.
The numbness ...
The explosions in my head.
So much pain.
My darkness over comes me.
I cannot do this
I will not cry.
I don't breath.
I don't see.
I don't smile
or live.
I am darkness
and pain.
I am numb agony.
I can scream
so you can't hear.
I can cry
so you can't see.
I can smile
to hide the truth.
You will see my mask.
Such a pretty mask ...
Am I pretty now?
Sewing my lips shut
coating my face;
remove any sign
that I was ever
me.
Am I...
Everything hurts.
The numbness ...
The explosions in my head.
So much pain.
My darkness over comes me.
I cannot do this
I will not cry.
I don't breath.
I don't see.
I don't smile
or live.
I am darkness
and pain.
I am numb agony.
I can scream
so you can't hear.
I can cry
so you can't see.
I can smile
to hide the truth.
You will see my mask.
Such a pretty mask ...
Am I pretty now?
Sewing my lips shut
coating my face;
remove any sign
that I was ever
me.
Am I...
983 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 5:10am
27th Nov 2013 5:10am
Stand Strong Seme
He's come back, to haunt you again.
Don't listen as he whispers to you.
Sweet little words, of love and joy
Mask the cruelty of his intentions;
He doesn't love you.
Does he even know how?
He can't love you,
Two seme's can't get along.
You need an uke,
And so does he.
And when you were his uke,
You crumbled under need.
Need to control,
to hear those lovely words;
"Yes Mistress,
I"ll do anything for you."
Does he think he loves you?
Maybe it's so,
But his brand of love
Just doesn't sell.
Not here,...
Don't listen as he whispers to you.
Sweet little words, of love and joy
Mask the cruelty of his intentions;
He doesn't love you.
Does he even know how?
He can't love you,
Two seme's can't get along.
You need an uke,
And so does he.
And when you were his uke,
You crumbled under need.
Need to control,
to hear those lovely words;
"Yes Mistress,
I"ll do anything for you."
Does he think he loves you?
Maybe it's so,
But his brand of love
Just doesn't sell.
Not here,...
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2 Comments
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