Submissions by trouble8me
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 5:23pm
7th Feb 2014 5:23pm
unconquered depression
unconquered depression...
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As an unexpected, uninvited, miserable type of guest-
like a mucus pale green and drying outside the nose-
no one bothers knocking first ,
it just comes in when no one's home.
Messing up your brand new sheets,
staining pillows , driving me-
always somewhere new and painful-
always old and much more hateful-
Hallucinating images bleed...
the smell of pine from every need
you ever had or ever grew from
sucking dry the youth and then some. ...
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As an unexpected, uninvited, miserable type of guest-
like a mucus pale green and drying outside the nose-
no one bothers knocking first ,
it just comes in when no one's home.
Messing up your brand new sheets,
staining pillows , driving me-
always somewhere new and painful-
always old and much more hateful-
Hallucinating images bleed...
the smell of pine from every need
you ever had or ever grew from
sucking dry the youth and then some. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 9:29pm
25th Nov 2013 9:29pm
Beckoning
Crawling to the edge of darkness
makes running to the shore a long lost dream.
I danced in summer among the flowers.
You found me somewhere in between.
Linen white as my pearled hair
shaded the windows when I lived there.
Up in that house
with a room at the end,
quietly, sitting, I played pretend.
That was all so long ago.
The future was huge, and in front of me.
The structure that my spirit built on,
was open, unwoven and so naive.
With older eyes,
I see the children now.
They're in such a hurry to run around....
makes running to the shore a long lost dream.
I danced in summer among the flowers.
You found me somewhere in between.
Linen white as my pearled hair
shaded the windows when I lived there.
Up in that house
with a room at the end,
quietly, sitting, I played pretend.
That was all so long ago.
The future was huge, and in front of me.
The structure that my spirit built on,
was open, unwoven and so naive.
With older eyes,
I see the children now.
They're in such a hurry to run around....
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 9:28pm
25th Nov 2013 9:28pm
If
If I could muster up the courage I would hate you.
I would tell it to the world- I don't want you.
Now if I could convince myself to believe that it was true-
* I would be more powerful than any man.
If I could smile despite the feeling of an undertow-
I would be blessed with a talent - that is unknown.
If I could put into words what lies inside-
the crumpled walls of a hurt mind-
You have no idea what it feels like-
But why would you - I'm not your life.
If I possessed the knowledge that would change me-
I would turn into a bird...
I would tell it to the world- I don't want you.
Now if I could convince myself to believe that it was true-
* I would be more powerful than any man.
If I could smile despite the feeling of an undertow-
I would be blessed with a talent - that is unknown.
If I could put into words what lies inside-
the crumpled walls of a hurt mind-
You have no idea what it feels like-
But why would you - I'm not your life.
If I possessed the knowledge that would change me-
I would turn into a bird...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th Nov 2013 8:32am
13th Nov 2013 8:32am
Glowing In The Limelight
Glowing in the limelight,
they all notice you-
Making sure you shine right,
you have all the right moves.
Cycling past the prospects
as young children, yes we were.
You had in mind to find some guy
to give you what you're worth.
He couldnt be a poor man,
but he couldn't work to hard.
He had to look ,oh, just right.
He had to play his part.
Glistening when it suited you-
on the beach, in a bikini blue.
Strangers came to ask your name.
You played a game-
They did pursue-
Even married to a nice young man,...
they all notice you-
Making sure you shine right,
you have all the right moves.
Cycling past the prospects
as young children, yes we were.
You had in mind to find some guy
to give you what you're worth.
He couldnt be a poor man,
but he couldn't work to hard.
He had to look ,oh, just right.
He had to play his part.
Glistening when it suited you-
on the beach, in a bikini blue.
Strangers came to ask your name.
You played a game-
They did pursue-
Even married to a nice young man,...
723 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 10:08am
27th Oct 2013 10:08am
Disease
I'm floating like an airborn cell
clinging to fibers
jumping pockets of denim
flowing voices crack the silence free
I go undetected
I become a disease
Nightfall calms the southern flow
your coughing moves in to let you know
tomorrow you will leave this earth
and I will fly again
clinging to fibers
jumping pockets of denim
flowing voices crack the silence free
I go undetected
I become a disease
Nightfall calms the southern flow
your coughing moves in to let you know
tomorrow you will leave this earth
and I will fly again
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 5:20am
27th Oct 2013 5:20am
Graciously
focus
thinking
fog covering the eyes
panic
drinking
losing our minds
happy to know you
just a little bit less
than whatever is considered
calling us friends
tonight it just works
there's no reason to why
together by chance
tip your glass to the sky
humid
darkness
angel of now
anxious
nervousness
intoxicated , wow!
bring my glass slipper
to me , if someday
you think it will fit me
if it does, you can stay
graciously yours
in the most pleasant way
thinking
fog covering the eyes
panic
drinking
losing our minds
happy to know you
just a little bit less
than whatever is considered
calling us friends
tonight it just works
there's no reason to why
together by chance
tip your glass to the sky
humid
darkness
angel of now
anxious
nervousness
intoxicated , wow!
bring my glass slipper
to me , if someday
you think it will fit me
if it does, you can stay
graciously yours
in the most pleasant way
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2013 12:00pm
11th Oct 2013 12:00pm
FRIEND
A reflection of light....
blue shiny stones.....
Whistling through the tree limbs,
the gentle breeze flows.
An amber sunset
never comforts you
but at the rivers edge
the air feels cool.
When your feet step in-
the water rushes by
fresh from a spring
clear as the sky.
Goodnight dear friend
you're always on my mind
from the moment I wake
until I close my eyes.
We will see each other again
under a starry -moon sky.
We will dance like angels -
just you and I...
blue shiny stones.....
Whistling through the tree limbs,
the gentle breeze flows.
An amber sunset
never comforts you
but at the rivers edge
the air feels cool.
When your feet step in-
the water rushes by
fresh from a spring
clear as the sky.
Goodnight dear friend
you're always on my mind
from the moment I wake
until I close my eyes.
We will see each other again
under a starry -moon sky.
We will dance like angels -
just you and I...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 9:33am
2nd Oct 2013 9:33am
Them
The people in the shadows-
that don't get any fame;
they do all the work-
for someone else to claim.
that don't get any fame;
they do all the work-
for someone else to claim.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 9:30am
2nd Oct 2013 9:30am
Prison
If once you had a pocket of hope
now,turning rather heavy-
fear not for what you're going to lose-
but for what you've lost already.
Don't let the danger in your head
consume you towards complete dismay.
Your "pretend" friends are salivating.
They will , ever longer stay.
Protect yourself, and plan ahead.
Your vacation will require faith.
The evil that haunts you here today.
will, in time, some day, recede.
I only see from the outside in.
You never touched the surface ,in me.
That's o.k. , I'll be your friend...
now,turning rather heavy-
fear not for what you're going to lose-
but for what you've lost already.
Don't let the danger in your head
consume you towards complete dismay.
Your "pretend" friends are salivating.
They will , ever longer stay.
Protect yourself, and plan ahead.
Your vacation will require faith.
The evil that haunts you here today.
will, in time, some day, recede.
I only see from the outside in.
You never touched the surface ,in me.
That's o.k. , I'll be your friend...
614 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Sep 2013 5:10am
28th Sep 2013 5:10am
The Escort
Sweetly she can mezmerize you
until your eyes can see no more.
Whispering those sweet nothings
just like the one's you've heard before.
Driven by a special need
you just don't know about quite yet,
your favorite color is all about her
when you watch her dance in bed.
She wants from you a deep devotion;
a promise that your wallet pays.
You're in lust and have to show it.
You do whatever it is she says
Pretty lover in the moonlight,
this angel only plays pretend.
You are the fool when you discover ...
until your eyes can see no more.
Whispering those sweet nothings
just like the one's you've heard before.
Driven by a special need
you just don't know about quite yet,
your favorite color is all about her
when you watch her dance in bed.
She wants from you a deep devotion;
a promise that your wallet pays.
You're in lust and have to show it.
You do whatever it is she says
Pretty lover in the moonlight,
this angel only plays pretend.
You are the fool when you discover ...
598 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Sep 2013 11:35am
20th Sep 2013 11:35am
Chopper
Chopper:
My friend , you were the sun inside my life,
glowing every day and still at night.
Because your innocence was true I loved you more;
more than any friend that I have ever had before.
You always let me know if anyone was near.
In my sleep and at my feet, you were the eyes and ears.
Your day was just as happy as each last.
You genuinely loved me so much more than one could ask.
Today my heart sank low to say goodbye.
I could tell you must have known the reason why.
If all the pain was on every...
My friend , you were the sun inside my life,
glowing every day and still at night.
Because your innocence was true I loved you more;
more than any friend that I have ever had before.
You always let me know if anyone was near.
In my sleep and at my feet, you were the eyes and ears.
Your day was just as happy as each last.
You genuinely loved me so much more than one could ask.
Today my heart sank low to say goodbye.
I could tell you must have known the reason why.
If all the pain was on every...
704 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 00:57am
13th Jun 2013 00:57am
She
A disaster,
he asked her,
to negotiate.
A silent pause before the answer,
then, she started to say:
"I don't own you.
If you found me in an incident of change,
it doesn't matter-
because what's after
will always be the same.
If you blink, I'm always gone.
Your questions go unheard.
You may feel that this is wrong,
but I stand by every word.
I will be that someone-
you'll never know about."
Its nothing more than here and now,
surrounded by your endless doubt.
Clear your mind of the war you...
he asked her,
to negotiate.
A silent pause before the answer,
then, she started to say:
"I don't own you.
If you found me in an incident of change,
it doesn't matter-
because what's after
will always be the same.
If you blink, I'm always gone.
Your questions go unheard.
You may feel that this is wrong,
but I stand by every word.
I will be that someone-
you'll never know about."
Its nothing more than here and now,
surrounded by your endless doubt.
Clear your mind of the war you...
774 reads
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