Submissions by suzzieb
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2018 3:39pm
8th Mar 2018 3:39pm
THIS IS ME
International Women’s Day March 8th 2018!!
It’s supposed to be the day we celebrate
Been a woman !
For me it's a day to think, to look back on times gone by
For all over the world we have done
To turn this day into the charming color pink
WHAT'S A WOMAN'S WORTH
the supposedly weaker sex ( erm no)
We give life. some are wives
I am a mother and a friend.
I am a survivor to the end.
Some have tried to block off my way
They've giving me nightmares,
that I still have to this very day.
I chase the demons away ...
It’s supposed to be the day we celebrate
Been a woman !
For me it's a day to think, to look back on times gone by
For all over the world we have done
To turn this day into the charming color pink
WHAT'S A WOMAN'S WORTH
the supposedly weaker sex ( erm no)
We give life. some are wives
I am a mother and a friend.
I am a survivor to the end.
Some have tried to block off my way
They've giving me nightmares,
that I still have to this very day.
I chase the demons away ...
#confessional
#feminism
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jan 2018 1:38am
7th Jan 2018 1:38am
WINTER OF DISCONTENT
In this dark season of winter,
life had completely lost reason for me,
For which or against to decide.do I live
or do I die
I am lost in a savage and endless,
rolling bleak tide
In my sadness and within my kindness
my light was switched off and in darkness.
I was left to mourn, with no thought of hope
In a winding hurricane, I was left with lies
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There was a pain in my heart, and an endless,
and colossal spear,
Piercing, slashing through my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending...
life had completely lost reason for me,
For which or against to decide.do I live
or do I die
I am lost in a savage and endless,
rolling bleak tide
In my sadness and within my kindness
my light was switched off and in darkness.
I was left to mourn, with no thought of hope
In a winding hurricane, I was left with lies
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There was a pain in my heart, and an endless,
and colossal spear,
Piercing, slashing through my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending...
#PopCulture
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2018 9:02pm
3rd Jan 2018 9:02pm
NEW YEAR, NEW YOU, NEW ME.
Happy New Year
As the world has just celebrated
With fireworks and cakes
are you standing there alone
maybe far away from home
With nothing but your suitcase and memories
or sitting on the sofa, with a whisky in your hand
As the stars above,glimmer and shine.
raise your hands in full prayer
To God.
thanking him for what has passed,
and what is to come.
For me this year is far from ordinary
I've on a road of learning, who I am
meeting People, going places and seeing things
Amazing human beings, we all are ...
As the world has just celebrated
With fireworks and cakes
are you standing there alone
maybe far away from home
With nothing but your suitcase and memories
or sitting on the sofa, with a whisky in your hand
As the stars above,glimmer and shine.
raise your hands in full prayer
To God.
thanking him for what has passed,
and what is to come.
For me this year is far from ordinary
I've on a road of learning, who I am
meeting People, going places and seeing things
Amazing human beings, we all are ...
#courage
#inspirational
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2018 9:55pm
2nd Jan 2018 9:55pm
DEEP UNDERGROUNDERS
Let us try to be good and content,
Kind to each other,
Healthy and gentle and brave,
For of such were our ancestors of old
Patient in their learning,
Seldom rude, seldom cross, sometimes cruel,
but never without good cause.
From my stereo A low, quiet tune is playing
distorted trumpet, torn bass line,
starting to bring in the Happy New Year
two speakers the size
of pool-hall coasters.
I lay them on the dark table
for you to hear.
while the moaners
wail the doubters glum,
“The worst is yet to come:”...
Kind to each other,
Healthy and gentle and brave,
For of such were our ancestors of old
Patient in their learning,
Seldom rude, seldom cross, sometimes cruel,
but never without good cause.
From my stereo A low, quiet tune is playing
distorted trumpet, torn bass line,
starting to bring in the Happy New Year
two speakers the size
of pool-hall coasters.
I lay them on the dark table
for you to hear.
while the moaners
wail the doubters glum,
“The worst is yet to come:”...
#hope
#dark
#friendship
#shadows
#support
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2018 9:10pm
2nd Jan 2018 9:10pm
HAPPY NEW YEAR
HAPPY NEW YEAR
IMAGINE THE SCENE
if you will,
woman sitting, a train station,
reading these lines,
A moment of stepping back in time,
the morning was yesterday,
but it could have been today,
who knows, who cares, its all the same,
time waits for no one,
no one waits for me,
single tear drop, mixing with the rain
anguish, pain, soul weary,
tired, so very tired.
another day another month another year,
12 o'clock chimed, with New Year cheer.
yet sitting here, a train station platform,
reading these...
IMAGINE THE SCENE
if you will,
woman sitting, a train station,
reading these lines,
A moment of stepping back in time,
the morning was yesterday,
but it could have been today,
who knows, who cares, its all the same,
time waits for no one,
no one waits for me,
single tear drop, mixing with the rain
anguish, pain, soul weary,
tired, so very tired.
another day another month another year,
12 o'clock chimed, with New Year cheer.
yet sitting here, a train station platform,
reading these...
#depression
#dark
#death
#suicide
#despair
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2017 12:06pm
23rd Dec 2017 12:06pm
Skin Deep
What is beauty?
masculine or feminine,
we all look for different things.
Yet miss the ones that sets us apart.
Character, inner goodness, selflessness.
Its not about the muscles, the six pack,
Its not abut the double D's or the tight ass.
Its what you reflect back into society
It's not the lipstick that you wear
nor is it the color of eye shadow you place
or the thickness of your hair and the length of it?
Its not a problem if you're bald, or a full head of hair.
beardless or one to the chest.
what matters is the heart that...
masculine or feminine,
we all look for different things.
Yet miss the ones that sets us apart.
Character, inner goodness, selflessness.
Its not about the muscles, the six pack,
Its not abut the double D's or the tight ass.
Its what you reflect back into society
It's not the lipstick that you wear
nor is it the color of eye shadow you place
or the thickness of your hair and the length of it?
Its not a problem if you're bald, or a full head of hair.
beardless or one to the chest.
what matters is the heart that...
#love
#hope
#beauty
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Dec 2017 1:03pm
21st Dec 2017 1:03pm
I wanted to die
The mind is a curious thing, It can break, just shatter under the onslaught of thoughts, and words of hate like knives to the brain.
Think you are tough, but all can break, I broke, I shattered, my mind, just give up the fight.
All that I have endured in this life and one small thing broke this bitches back.
Never saw it coming, never expected it.
Thought I was made of tougher stuff,
I have had broken bones, covered from head to toe in bruises, internally as well as externally,
Father that stabbed me, raped and assaulted me. all before i reached 10
I have...
Think you are tough, but all can break, I broke, I shattered, my mind, just give up the fight.
All that I have endured in this life and one small thing broke this bitches back.
Never saw it coming, never expected it.
Thought I was made of tougher stuff,
I have had broken bones, covered from head to toe in bruises, internally as well as externally,
Father that stabbed me, raped and assaulted me. all before i reached 10
I have...
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth
#despair
#suffering
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Dec 2017 9:06pm
15th Dec 2017 9:06pm
TAKE ME AWAY
TAKE ME AWAY
Laying in silence, alone
The sorrow weighing me down
Praying for guidance,
In these my darkest hours
dream within dream I travel
In silence my faith of humans unravels
Alone sealed in this tomb of hate
Tears falling
Down I’ve been pushed who's hand did the deed
In silence I cry as if I’m been torn apart
Alone, which gods do I call?
To Protect me in this dire time
Falling , my soul wants to wander
Borne by hate and pain
I fly up high, sheltering this shattered mind
from Calling heaven... TO ...
Laying in silence, alone
The sorrow weighing me down
Praying for guidance,
In these my darkest hours
dream within dream I travel
In silence my faith of humans unravels
Alone sealed in this tomb of hate
Tears falling
Down I’ve been pushed who's hand did the deed
In silence I cry as if I’m been torn apart
Alone, which gods do I call?
To Protect me in this dire time
Falling , my soul wants to wander
Borne by hate and pain
I fly up high, sheltering this shattered mind
from Calling heaven... TO ...
#sadness
#regret
#dark
#religion
#heaven
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Dec 2017 3:50pm
13th Dec 2017 3:50pm
Monday Blues
Monday Blues
Tossing and turning
Monday has come
Over the weekend.
My roof sprung a leak
Can't stop thinking
expense, expense, expense
DAMN What a start
to another week.
Got out of bed
My feet are freezing
Heating has gone off.
Monday blues hits again
if this is the beginning
I am dreading the end.
At the bus stop
I miss the bus
gonna be late for
my hospital therapy.
Calls for a taxi only,
for it to breakdown
halfway across town.
Walking to the
hospital entrance ...
Tossing and turning
Monday has come
Over the weekend.
My roof sprung a leak
Can't stop thinking
expense, expense, expense
DAMN What a start
to another week.
Got out of bed
My feet are freezing
Heating has gone off.
Monday blues hits again
if this is the beginning
I am dreading the end.
At the bus stop
I miss the bus
gonna be late for
my hospital therapy.
Calls for a taxi only,
for it to breakdown
halfway across town.
Walking to the
hospital entrance ...
#sadness
#depression
#heartbroken
#GunControl
#healing
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 2:54pm
11th Dec 2017 2:54pm
HEART IS A SONG BOOK
Heart Is A Song Book
Your heart is a songbook,
Bound together with time gone by.
The paper is stained with your life
time of experiences
as the sung melodies as pure as a
snowy winter morning.
recollections of a bygone era
But some like me sing to a different tune
Our lyrics are not so clear,
What is it that you sing of?
I am always eager to hear.
If you could, would you read me, Like I do
you, well would you?
But I keep myself hidden and obscure,
With walls and bars of the coldest steel.
What is it that...
Your heart is a songbook,
Bound together with time gone by.
The paper is stained with your life
time of experiences
as the sung melodies as pure as a
snowy winter morning.
recollections of a bygone era
But some like me sing to a different tune
Our lyrics are not so clear,
What is it that you sing of?
I am always eager to hear.
If you could, would you read me, Like I do
you, well would you?
But I keep myself hidden and obscure,
With walls and bars of the coldest steel.
What is it that...
#friendship
#confusion
#disappointment
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Dec 2017 9:28pm
10th Dec 2017 9:28pm
sorry state of my life
I slept my Saturday away.
my body, achy, sore,
cranked and croaked,
laid bare on the operating table
yet again, brought low by a
barrage of pain and misdeeds.
A stitch in my side,
feeling like someone's inside,
punching and kicking through this
rib cage of mine,
feeling like my hearts about to burst
out of my chest,
instead of beating steady like
It should.
my promised poems and bills to pay,
yet again put aside for a more
poetic bill paying day.
awoke once near midday,
an unusual wake up call, ...
my body, achy, sore,
cranked and croaked,
laid bare on the operating table
yet again, brought low by a
barrage of pain and misdeeds.
A stitch in my side,
feeling like someone's inside,
punching and kicking through this
rib cage of mine,
feeling like my hearts about to burst
out of my chest,
instead of beating steady like
It should.
my promised poems and bills to pay,
yet again put aside for a more
poetic bill paying day.
awoke once near midday,
an unusual wake up call, ...
#confessional
#myself
#disappointment
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Dec 2017 10:09am
5th Dec 2017 10:09am
ON LINE FRIENDS
We sit and type, we stare at our screens
We often wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the pages
like in a maze.
Looking for something or someone as we
sit in a daze.
we chat with each other, some type their woe's
small groups we form, gang up on our foes
Face it my friends, it's like been back in school
we wait for somebody to type out our name, or comment
on a picture we've posted,
people want recognition, Just to know somebody has noticed.
We give kisses and hugs, sometimes we flirt, In private, some...
We often wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the pages
like in a maze.
Looking for something or someone as we
sit in a daze.
we chat with each other, some type their woe's
small groups we form, gang up on our foes
Face it my friends, it's like been back in school
we wait for somebody to type out our name, or comment
on a picture we've posted,
people want recognition, Just to know somebody has noticed.
We give kisses and hugs, sometimes we flirt, In private, some...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#technology
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