Submissions by tdguand (Diana Morada)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am trying to grow as a poet and express myself in my own words. And quench this thirst I have to experience all the things this beautifully tragic life has to offer.
Seasons of love
The twilight of fall
Reminds me of first love
Driving around in his truck
Laying next to him
In the bed of it
Staring up at the sky
And talking about out life
And where we'll go
And who we'll be
Gloomy winter mornings
Remind me of you
Laying in my bed
Watching the news
Making jokes of fluff stories
Talking about conspiracies
Sunny spring afternoons
Reminds me of him
Going to the park
And just talking
Smoking a blunt and laughing
Being able to stay in that moment forever
Wanting to...
Reminds me of first love
Driving around in his truck
Laying next to him
In the bed of it
Staring up at the sky
And talking about out life
And where we'll go
And who we'll be
Gloomy winter mornings
Remind me of you
Laying in my bed
Watching the news
Making jokes of fluff stories
Talking about conspiracies
Sunny spring afternoons
Reminds me of him
Going to the park
And just talking
Smoking a blunt and laughing
Being able to stay in that moment forever
Wanting to...
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A Game of Chess
And here we are again.
Face to face
In the same exact place
Playing a game
But we're at stalemate
Because I can look in your eyes
And I know what you're feeling
Just as I know what you see
We're you're looking into me
Eyes never lie.
They can't hide
That is if you know how to read
The doorway to the soul
The way I know.
You don't have to say it.
I won't be the first so here we go
Still playing games
Going head to head
Nose to nose
Every single calculated move
Leaves here at...
Face to face
In the same exact place
Playing a game
But we're at stalemate
Because I can look in your eyes
And I know what you're feeling
Just as I know what you see
We're you're looking into me
Eyes never lie.
They can't hide
That is if you know how to read
The doorway to the soul
The way I know.
You don't have to say it.
I won't be the first so here we go
Still playing games
Going head to head
Nose to nose
Every single calculated move
Leaves here at...
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Sappy Love Poem (Pt. 3203254523)
The thought of you still brings a smile to my face
I guess I never really got over you anyway.
I guess I must have not loved anyone else,
Because a text from you can still make my day.
It's been years now hasn't it?
maybe going on three
but still I smile
At the thought of you and me.
I guess I never really moved on
I just loved everyone else superficially
I guess I never really got over you anyway.
I guess I must have not loved anyone else,
Because a text from you can still make my day.
It's been years now hasn't it?
maybe going on three
but still I smile
At the thought of you and me.
I guess I never really moved on
I just loved everyone else superficially
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Funny isn't it? (Ranting)
It's so hilarious
How much you still care about my opinion of you
As if I have one.
It makes me laugh
How obvious it is that you still think of me
When you don't cross my mind.
It's just kind of ironic
How you don't want to be with me
Yet I was the one playing games.
How I can mention something small
Something vague
And automatically you assume it's you
Let me make this clear.
I don't want a friend like you
The friendship we had was an illusion
It wasn't there you used that friendship
To...
How much you still care about my opinion of you
As if I have one.
It makes me laugh
How obvious it is that you still think of me
When you don't cross my mind.
It's just kind of ironic
How you don't want to be with me
Yet I was the one playing games.
How I can mention something small
Something vague
And automatically you assume it's you
Let me make this clear.
I don't want a friend like you
The friendship we had was an illusion
It wasn't there you used that friendship
To...
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Last night
I fell in love with you last night
this is probably the 7th time
But you were with her
and I was with him
But I fell in love with you
all over again
I remembered the first time I felt you lips
I can still feel yours on my finger tips
the passion behind
that small little kiss.
nothing else happened
except for that passion kiss.
I saw you looking at me
with your hand around her waist
I know he saw me staring
because he strengthened his grip
I didn't know what to do
I didn't know what to say
...
this is probably the 7th time
But you were with her
and I was with him
But I fell in love with you
all over again
I remembered the first time I felt you lips
I can still feel yours on my finger tips
the passion behind
that small little kiss.
nothing else happened
except for that passion kiss.
I saw you looking at me
with your hand around her waist
I know he saw me staring
because he strengthened his grip
I didn't know what to do
I didn't know what to say
...
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Societal Disillusions
Lately I hear
all these problems
that have just recently appeared
10 year olds smoking that dope
11 year olds losing all hope
12 year olds skipping dinner
just hoping it makes them thinner
13 year olds with anxiety
14 year olds popping E
15 year olds with depression
all drugged out and lacking expressions
16 year olds sniffing that snow
17 year olds with 3 year olds
18 years old with no home
and feeling so alone
19 years and ready to quit
20 year old with no hope
21 year old addicted to alcohol
and...
all these problems
that have just recently appeared
10 year olds smoking that dope
11 year olds losing all hope
12 year olds skipping dinner
just hoping it makes them thinner
13 year olds with anxiety
14 year olds popping E
15 year olds with depression
all drugged out and lacking expressions
16 year olds sniffing that snow
17 year olds with 3 year olds
18 years old with no home
and feeling so alone
19 years and ready to quit
20 year old with no hope
21 year old addicted to alcohol
and...
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What could have been.
They say we shouldn't dwell on the past
because its done
and it causes decisions that are unrash
but that we should live in the present
because it doesn't last
but instead I fall asleep
and I see us in my dreams.
I see you and I laying in your bed
looking out ahead
with the smoke in our lungs
and love in our hearts
Our love was so innocent
Our love was so pure
never once was it sexual
I just loved you for you.
The first time we kissed
of course I had been drinking
You told me you didn't want it...
because its done
and it causes decisions that are unrash
but that we should live in the present
because it doesn't last
but instead I fall asleep
and I see us in my dreams.
I see you and I laying in your bed
looking out ahead
with the smoke in our lungs
and love in our hearts
Our love was so innocent
Our love was so pure
never once was it sexual
I just loved you for you.
The first time we kissed
of course I had been drinking
You told me you didn't want it...
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2am
What's your loneliest feeling I asked
She told me
Sitting outside my door
At 2 in the morn
Listening to the breeze
Hearing the light, whistle of the wind
Rustling within
Making the tree shake her leaves
I asked my other friend
He said
Outside by the ocean
My feet in the sand
With no one in hand
At 2am
As the waves crash against
The golden bridge
And the water rises
And hits my feet in the sand
They turned and asked what was mine
I said
driving...
She told me
Sitting outside my door
At 2 in the morn
Listening to the breeze
Hearing the light, whistle of the wind
Rustling within
Making the tree shake her leaves
I asked my other friend
He said
Outside by the ocean
My feet in the sand
With no one in hand
At 2am
As the waves crash against
The golden bridge
And the water rises
And hits my feet in the sand
They turned and asked what was mine
I said
driving...
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Dazed and hazed
I woke up this morning
With a very strong yearning
To partake in burning
That ever growing
Herb
Dark and hazy
Awoken by her sobs.
Crying for a girl...no excuse me
A woman
Were her words
I fell back into my slumber
Hoping to be awoken no longer
Only to wake up to a knock
You were standing there
Without a care
As coming to my door
Was something you could do once more
Have you been drinking? I asked
You answered that you had
It's 11 in the morning
What the fuck are you doing
...
With a very strong yearning
To partake in burning
That ever growing
Herb
Dark and hazy
Awoken by her sobs.
Crying for a girl...no excuse me
A woman
Were her words
I fell back into my slumber
Hoping to be awoken no longer
Only to wake up to a knock
You were standing there
Without a care
As coming to my door
Was something you could do once more
Have you been drinking? I asked
You answered that you had
It's 11 in the morning
What the fuck are you doing
...
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short. sweet. to the point.
love is easy
people make it hard.
find someone you love
work at it
don't give up
when life tries to take
that love away.
you slap life in the face.
and say
"Fuck you I'm staying anyway."
simple.
people make it hard.
find someone you love
work at it
don't give up
when life tries to take
that love away.
you slap life in the face.
and say
"Fuck you I'm staying anyway."
simple.
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Ladies and Gentlemen
I do not claim to be a lady
Nor am I a tramp
But I do demand respect
But most can't handle that
Do not come up to me
With empty words and phrases
Spitting game
Pick up lines
Please those things are so generic
I want some originality
Give me creativity
Show me something new
Show me that I'm different to you
Do not lust at my shape
Do not compliment my face
Do not talk about my eyes
Do not try and touch my thighs
Do not tell me that you love me
With lustful breath
I've been here before ...
Nor am I a tramp
But I do demand respect
But most can't handle that
Do not come up to me
With empty words and phrases
Spitting game
Pick up lines
Please those things are so generic
I want some originality
Give me creativity
Show me something new
Show me that I'm different to you
Do not lust at my shape
Do not compliment my face
Do not talk about my eyes
Do not try and touch my thighs
Do not tell me that you love me
With lustful breath
I've been here before ...
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Through the thick haze
As we sit there
Your hands on my waist
My hands on the bowl
Breathing in the smoke
That I'm passing on to you
Laying in bed
Completely taken by this smoke
Under the influence of alcohol and dope
With the crisp air
And the fog rolling in
It's a moment I never wanted to end
Looking at the fog like a blanket covering the city
I look at your eyes
All glossy and shimmering
With a quick movement
Pulling me in
I felt the warmth of your body
And the heat of the sin
The passion it grew
In this thick haze...
Your hands on my waist
My hands on the bowl
Breathing in the smoke
That I'm passing on to you
Laying in bed
Completely taken by this smoke
Under the influence of alcohol and dope
With the crisp air
And the fog rolling in
It's a moment I never wanted to end
Looking at the fog like a blanket covering the city
I look at your eyes
All glossy and shimmering
With a quick movement
Pulling me in
I felt the warmth of your body
And the heat of the sin
The passion it grew
In this thick haze...
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