Submissions by unique_lass322
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Overall, my poetry is very dynamic.Some are optimistic, some are dark, some are intended to warm your heart. I'll respect your opinion, whatever it may be. Feel free to take a look at my poetry and let me know what you think. Thanks!
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2012 11:38pm
19th May 2012 11:38pm
I think we can all relate
I found it admirable when you said you wanted to change.
You wanted to return to your traditional values.
You wanted to return to being a gentleman.
Noble.
Here’s the funny part.
A few days later, you asked me in such a “classy” and of course “chivalrous” manner to see me.
Without clothes on, that is.
And I even called you out on it.
I reminded you what you had promised to everyone, being the internet population.
But I went along with it because I too, was horny and I was also trying to convince myself it was nothing more than just sex.
And I will...
You wanted to return to your traditional values.
You wanted to return to being a gentleman.
Noble.
Here’s the funny part.
A few days later, you asked me in such a “classy” and of course “chivalrous” manner to see me.
Without clothes on, that is.
And I even called you out on it.
I reminded you what you had promised to everyone, being the internet population.
But I went along with it because I too, was horny and I was also trying to convince myself it was nothing more than just sex.
And I will...
835 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th May 2012 3:56am
19th May 2012 3:56am
Beauty (revised)
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Beauty can be defined through a pair of rocking legs.
Or a pair of deep colored eyes.
Or silky, flowing hair.
Or a “perfect” facial structure.
But there is so much more to it.
As cliché as it may sound, there is so much missing to such a definition.
You do not have to be a human encyclopedia to be intelligent.
You do not have to give gifts to be kind.
And you sure as hell do not have to turn heads to be beautiful.
Beauty comes from passion.
It comes from the impact you leave.
It is defined from the way you...
Beauty can be defined through a pair of rocking legs.
Or a pair of deep colored eyes.
Or silky, flowing hair.
Or a “perfect” facial structure.
But there is so much more to it.
As cliché as it may sound, there is so much missing to such a definition.
You do not have to be a human encyclopedia to be intelligent.
You do not have to give gifts to be kind.
And you sure as hell do not have to turn heads to be beautiful.
Beauty comes from passion.
It comes from the impact you leave.
It is defined from the way you...
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3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th May 2012 8:25pm
8th May 2012 8:25pm
The resentful demon
The Resentful Demon
I’m experiencing a rage.
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I’ve never been through such a phase.
I’m out of control.
I am so furious.
I can get very dangerous.
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I lost my comprehension.
My compassion has been thrown out the window.
I’ve come to the realization, I’m beyond help.
I’ve lost myself.
How do I bring me back?
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I’ve become my paranoia.
I’ve changed for the better, but in many ways for the worse.
My anger craves thirst....
I’m experiencing a rage.
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I’ve never been through such a phase.
I’m out of control.
I am so furious.
I can get very dangerous.
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I lost my comprehension.
My compassion has been thrown out the window.
I’ve come to the realization, I’m beyond help.
I’ve lost myself.
How do I bring me back?
The resentful demon wants to come out.
I’ve become my paranoia.
I’ve changed for the better, but in many ways for the worse.
My anger craves thirst....
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Apr 2012 3:06am
17th Apr 2012 3:06am
Beauty
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Beauty can be defined through a pair of rocking legs.
Or a pair of deep colored eyes.
Or silky, flowing hair.
Or a “perfect” facial structure.
But there is so much more to it.
As cliché as it may sound, there is so much missing to such a definition.
You do not have to be a human encyclopedia to be intelligent.
You do not have to be sugar and spice to be nice.
And you sure as hell do not have to turn heads to be beautiful.
Beauty comes from passion.
It comes from the impact you leave.
It is defined from the...
Beauty can be defined through a pair of rocking legs.
Or a pair of deep colored eyes.
Or silky, flowing hair.
Or a “perfect” facial structure.
But there is so much more to it.
As cliché as it may sound, there is so much missing to such a definition.
You do not have to be a human encyclopedia to be intelligent.
You do not have to be sugar and spice to be nice.
And you sure as hell do not have to turn heads to be beautiful.
Beauty comes from passion.
It comes from the impact you leave.
It is defined from the...
725 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Mar 2012 1:50am
15th Mar 2012 1:50am
Dear Self (Something I dug up from 3 years ago)
Dear Self
If I could just go back in time, I’d tell my past self everything would be fine.
The worries then are only what made the memories that occasionally reelect in my mind.
As it seems most anything from way back when seems so far away, good and bad days.
Dear self as a child, this feels like a long, painful mile.
One fine day, the feeling of guilt will fade away.
You may feel like a burden on the world for now, but soon enough your confidence will be found.
Dear self as a beginning adolescent, the problems occurring now soon won’t even be worth two...
If I could just go back in time, I’d tell my past self everything would be fine.
The worries then are only what made the memories that occasionally reelect in my mind.
As it seems most anything from way back when seems so far away, good and bad days.
Dear self as a child, this feels like a long, painful mile.
One fine day, the feeling of guilt will fade away.
You may feel like a burden on the world for now, but soon enough your confidence will be found.
Dear self as a beginning adolescent, the problems occurring now soon won’t even be worth two...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
21st Feb 2012 5:34am
21st Feb 2012 5:34am
Pain (It is still in the process of being written but here is what I have)
I didn’t know it would hurt this much. I’m still feeling pain. It hurts so much to see. I’m watching them all cry to each other. I see some hugging everyone around them. I hear the ones who are able to hold it together share their personal stories about me. Some choose to crack jokes to lighten the mood. My brother, Eric, chose his favorite picture of me for my eulogy card. It’s my senior picture. My hair is in a messy bun. I’m wearing black trousers and a white tank top. I’m standing there with my arms folded across my chest with a closed smile across my face. Everyone is saying that...
985 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2012 6:13pm
2nd Feb 2012 6:13pm
A new kind of weapon is in
A new kind of weapon is in.
It is killing our youth one by one.
It’s quite deceiving.
You see, it has this screen which has a wide spread eye.
One clicks shoots into one’s heart.
It’s this new era’s idea of a machete.
A new kind of weapon is in.
The thing is, the weapon is intended to come in peace.
It becomes your best friend.
It helps you with your work.
It helps you get a job.
It will even seek anything you need it to.
A new kind of weapon is in.
The sound of killing is subtle.
The weapon doesn’t kill with a shot or a stab in the back...
It is killing our youth one by one.
It’s quite deceiving.
You see, it has this screen which has a wide spread eye.
One clicks shoots into one’s heart.
It’s this new era’s idea of a machete.
A new kind of weapon is in.
The thing is, the weapon is intended to come in peace.
It becomes your best friend.
It helps you with your work.
It helps you get a job.
It will even seek anything you need it to.
A new kind of weapon is in.
The sound of killing is subtle.
The weapon doesn’t kill with a shot or a stab in the back...
709 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2011 11:51pm
25th Nov 2011 11:51pm
Big Blue Book
It’s been so long since I’ve seen or touched it.
There it is, lounging on the dining room table.
I feel like chicken shit, every time I open it.
The first page has smiles drawn on everyone’s face.
Somewhere in the last few pages, I am in the background of some overlapped picture, appearing out of place.
My self image instantly reverts back to how it was.
My mind becomes such a mess.
Who would ever think a big blue book could leave such an effect?
The book is meant to share commemorations, bittersweet moments, and celebrations for everyone who leaves.
It’s a...
There it is, lounging on the dining room table.
I feel like chicken shit, every time I open it.
The first page has smiles drawn on everyone’s face.
Somewhere in the last few pages, I am in the background of some overlapped picture, appearing out of place.
My self image instantly reverts back to how it was.
My mind becomes such a mess.
Who would ever think a big blue book could leave such an effect?
The book is meant to share commemorations, bittersweet moments, and celebrations for everyone who leaves.
It’s a...
844 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 7:02pm
24th Nov 2011 7:02pm
f**k you
I walk over and you go off in a huff.
The dirty looks don’t make you look tough.
That shoulder’s cold; it doesn’t scare me, just makes you look like an asshole.
I’ll respect your point of view if you respect mine.
If you don’t like the way shit works in my life, that’s fine.
It’s a little thing called minding your own damn business.
You may have a shorter fuse then me but I’m the last person you want to get pissed.
You do it your way and I’ll do it mine.
Take your nose out of my personal issues if you’ll be so kind.
Don’t try making this your problem....
The dirty looks don’t make you look tough.
That shoulder’s cold; it doesn’t scare me, just makes you look like an asshole.
I’ll respect your point of view if you respect mine.
If you don’t like the way shit works in my life, that’s fine.
It’s a little thing called minding your own damn business.
You may have a shorter fuse then me but I’m the last person you want to get pissed.
You do it your way and I’ll do it mine.
Take your nose out of my personal issues if you’ll be so kind.
Don’t try making this your problem....
823 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 7:00pm
24th Nov 2011 7:00pm
Time for a change
It’s time for a change.
It’s time for a plan to be made.
This path is never ending.
No matter how far you go, the answers will never show.
Finally it will end the personal recession as you head down a different direction.
Talents, goals, and memories will grow.
Take another road to success.
It will ease the internal stress.
Fate’s pace may be different from yours but one eventually catches up.
You may feel confused now but the lighting volt of ideas will strike.
The new path may be frustrating at first but eventually you can take any end you like....
It’s time for a plan to be made.
This path is never ending.
No matter how far you go, the answers will never show.
Finally it will end the personal recession as you head down a different direction.
Talents, goals, and memories will grow.
Take another road to success.
It will ease the internal stress.
Fate’s pace may be different from yours but one eventually catches up.
You may feel confused now but the lighting volt of ideas will strike.
The new path may be frustrating at first but eventually you can take any end you like....
829 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 2:28am
24th Nov 2011 2:28am
Woman
Woman
It goes beyond a genetic code.
You make who you are.
It doesn’t determine if there are two x’s; to deserve this title, you need to go far.
Woman.
What does it entail?
Let me tell you.
A woman has respect for herself and others.
A woman can get through anything, whether she succeeds or fails.
She will own up to the mistakes she’s made and learn.
She’ll be patient yet firm.
A woman doesn’t take shit, nor does she dish it out.
A real woman can stand on her own two feet.
She’ll take what she has in order to accomplish the challenges she...
It goes beyond a genetic code.
You make who you are.
It doesn’t determine if there are two x’s; to deserve this title, you need to go far.
Woman.
What does it entail?
Let me tell you.
A woman has respect for herself and others.
A woman can get through anything, whether she succeeds or fails.
She will own up to the mistakes she’s made and learn.
She’ll be patient yet firm.
A woman doesn’t take shit, nor does she dish it out.
A real woman can stand on her own two feet.
She’ll take what she has in order to accomplish the challenges she...
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 2:26am
24th Nov 2011 2:26am
Roller Rink
Roller Rink
Life is like a roller rink.
Some are there for the games.
Some sit on the side.
Some may go to the center for fame.
Some need the wall or a buddy so they don’t fall.
Some think they’ll never trip.
Others are too afraid to let go of the wall because they’re afraid they’ll slip.
Some gain the courage to take a risk.
It’s only natural to fall.
One may come along to lend them a hand.
Some may cruise right by.
Some may get knocked down or tripped over as they try to get back up.
You may need a friend or the wall again.
Anything...
Life is like a roller rink.
Some are there for the games.
Some sit on the side.
Some may go to the center for fame.
Some need the wall or a buddy so they don’t fall.
Some think they’ll never trip.
Others are too afraid to let go of the wall because they’re afraid they’ll slip.
Some gain the courage to take a risk.
It’s only natural to fall.
One may come along to lend them a hand.
Some may cruise right by.
Some may get knocked down or tripped over as they try to get back up.
You may need a friend or the wall again.
Anything...
718 reads
1 Comment
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