Submissions by summersnow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2014 5:37am
29th Dec 2014 5:37am
Just another lonely sad night
I need to realize that I can't just get a shoulder to cry on coz most of times, I can't find one. I have to get it together or get it over myself, whatever that is.
I can't rely on anyone else to make myself feel better. It's my own job, to make it happen. There are not many people who are capable of cheering me up a little when I'm upset, or stressed and most of these people, or really, all of them, are not accessible to me any more.
Stress is a terrible thing. I'm trying to do everything I can, but why does it feel like I'm screwing up?
Love is hard to find, but...
I can't rely on anyone else to make myself feel better. It's my own job, to make it happen. There are not many people who are capable of cheering me up a little when I'm upset, or stressed and most of these people, or really, all of them, are not accessible to me any more.
Stress is a terrible thing. I'm trying to do everything I can, but why does it feel like I'm screwing up?
Love is hard to find, but...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Dec 2013 11:54pm
14th Dec 2013 11:54pm
Two kinds of women that make men go WOW
There are two kinds of women that make men go WOW
One is Wow,she's so goddamn hot
The other is wow, she's such an amazing girl/person.
One gives a guy a boner and dies down five seconds later
The other takes a guy's heart away and he would feel empty for a while until he gets access to her heart too.
What kind of woman are you
and what kind of woman are you making yourself to be?
One is Wow,she's so goddamn hot
The other is wow, she's such an amazing girl/person.
One gives a guy a boner and dies down five seconds later
The other takes a guy's heart away and he would feel empty for a while until he gets access to her heart too.
What kind of woman are you
and what kind of woman are you making yourself to be?
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Nov 2013 1:31am
11th Nov 2013 1:31am
Don't want to want love
It is really clear that
I don't want a boyfriend
but I still miss someone holding me from behind
looking at me like I'm this most beautiful and precious thing in the world
People don't want relationships
doesn't mean they don't want love either
but how can you have latter without having former
love is such a rare and difficult thing
that I'm tired of searching or waiting
Tell me
Tell me how I can stop wanting it
and just be happy
even without it
I don't want a boyfriend
but I still miss someone holding me from behind
looking at me like I'm this most beautiful and precious thing in the world
People don't want relationships
doesn't mean they don't want love either
but how can you have latter without having former
love is such a rare and difficult thing
that I'm tired of searching or waiting
Tell me
Tell me how I can stop wanting it
and just be happy
even without it
538 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Sep 2013 7:35pm
24th Sep 2013 7:35pm
get your ass up and get shit done!
577 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Dec 2012 7:33am
26th Dec 2012 7:33am
Farewell
Now that I know
The hardest thing about breakup
is to be no longer used to what you've been used to
Woke up in the morning, looking for an arm to cuddle me from behind
Looking and looking, suddenly realized
only pillow was left in the other end
No more kisses, No more bite
No more you hugging me tight
holding my hand
No more cuddle movie night
No more silly talk, weird noise
I wasn't afaid to be alone
I was happy by myself
But why it is so hard to do this again
Maybe I'm just used to you
Maybe all I need
is to be...
The hardest thing about breakup
is to be no longer used to what you've been used to
Woke up in the morning, looking for an arm to cuddle me from behind
Looking and looking, suddenly realized
only pillow was left in the other end
No more kisses, No more bite
No more you hugging me tight
holding my hand
No more cuddle movie night
No more silly talk, weird noise
I wasn't afaid to be alone
I was happy by myself
But why it is so hard to do this again
Maybe I'm just used to you
Maybe all I need
is to be...
655 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Sep 2012 2:13am
8th Sep 2012 2:13am
Fear
I hate the emptiness of being
The biggest fear of living
At the end of the day
When you feel like you did nothing
Nothing with too much meaning
Overlaying
Overlaying
To the end of life
When you feel like you did nothing
Left everything to regreting
If you never mean to be living
What's the point being afraid of dying
The biggest fear of living
I hate the emptiness of being
It's happening
It's happening
Says who?
The biggest fear of living
At the end of the day
When you feel like you did nothing
Nothing with too much meaning
Overlaying
Overlaying
To the end of life
When you feel like you did nothing
Left everything to regreting
If you never mean to be living
What's the point being afraid of dying
The biggest fear of living
I hate the emptiness of being
It's happening
It's happening
Says who?
508 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Aug 2012 12:35pm
26th Aug 2012 12:35pm
Crazy stupid love
They say love is blind
For once
I wanna walk in the dark
Give me crazy stupid love
Or stomachache
For once
I wanna walk in the dark
Give me crazy stupid love
Or stomachache
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Aug 2012 11:33pm
19th Aug 2012 11:33pm
Live with it
I came all the way over the sea
Like a new born baby with blinking eyes
Curious about everything that would happen to me
Delightful or depressful
I will take them all
I will be living this second life to the fullest
Like I always wanted to
Yet, once in a while
I feel I'm still stuck in that little girl's soul
That stubborn willfulness of a child
That fragile fissure of a heart
I'm struggling like a person drowning in the water
I'm fighting like a convict exiled in the desert
Nothing happened
Nothing ...
Like a new born baby with blinking eyes
Curious about everything that would happen to me
Delightful or depressful
I will take them all
I will be living this second life to the fullest
Like I always wanted to
Yet, once in a while
I feel I'm still stuck in that little girl's soul
That stubborn willfulness of a child
That fragile fissure of a heart
I'm struggling like a person drowning in the water
I'm fighting like a convict exiled in the desert
Nothing happened
Nothing ...
588 reads
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