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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poison oak
This isn't a poem, just something i wanted to share that I just finished embroidering😊
The lyric is from the song poison oak by bright eyes
The lyric is from the song poison oak by bright eyes
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I Wish
Watching Amelie makes me wish you were here
And we were here together
And I could speak french just like you
And I could feel a little less empty-
I hate these monotone poetic scraps
Where I can barely express my sorrow
For the world
And so much confusion
I want to explode in the washing machine
Or fall from a building delicatetly fast like alice would
Without the teenage naivity blocking my everything;
Watching Amelie makes me wish I could finally find what I am missing so catastrophically
When will I stop feeling like...
And we were here together
And I could speak french just like you
And I could feel a little less empty-
I hate these monotone poetic scraps
Where I can barely express my sorrow
For the world
And so much confusion
I want to explode in the washing machine
Or fall from a building delicatetly fast like alice would
Without the teenage naivity blocking my everything;
Watching Amelie makes me wish I could finally find what I am missing so catastrophically
When will I stop feeling like...
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For What It's Worth
This poem was written July 3rd, 2016 at 10:38 on a beach
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The ocean seemed to suck me in before even skimming past the heels of my feet-
It seemed to to take me away like I knew you never would
like I knew no one could make me feel
I feel like I am on another spectrum
starring at the world enveloped in darkness,
Like everything is whole,
and I am not
like the waves could steal my bones at any moment and I would let them;
Fire works are going off..
and I think about...
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The ocean seemed to suck me in before even skimming past the heels of my feet-
It seemed to to take me away like I knew you never would
like I knew no one could make me feel
I feel like I am on another spectrum
starring at the world enveloped in darkness,
Like everything is whole,
and I am not
like the waves could steal my bones at any moment and I would let them;
Fire works are going off..
and I think about...
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Transparent Fruit
Chewing obscure thoughts
masticating the pulps of philosophy like orange juice
the smell always sinks into my skin
I am now part fruit part philosopher
not to be mistaken for a philosopher of fruit
It's all apples and oranges
planets and stars
ripping apart napkins of questions
and blowing them into space
Black holes of forgotten stories
and adventures
why do I always forget
I wish I could remember
it all
Conjure lost thoughts
summon them from their graves;
opaque problems become transparent
what if...
masticating the pulps of philosophy like orange juice
the smell always sinks into my skin
I am now part fruit part philosopher
not to be mistaken for a philosopher of fruit
It's all apples and oranges
planets and stars
ripping apart napkins of questions
and blowing them into space
Black holes of forgotten stories
and adventures
why do I always forget
I wish I could remember
it all
Conjure lost thoughts
summon them from their graves;
opaque problems become transparent
what if...
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Oh so Sweet
Sickening kisses,
what I want to call them
when We suddenly intertwine in a rapture of satisfaction too consuming for my brain;
But not matter my denial
you are oh so sweet.
We walk to lake
Kick our shoes off even though it's cold
And i'm starting to think
Maybe love does exist
And it is oh so sweet
Yes you are oh so sweet
what I want to call them
when We suddenly intertwine in a rapture of satisfaction too consuming for my brain;
But not matter my denial
you are oh so sweet.
We walk to lake
Kick our shoes off even though it's cold
And i'm starting to think
Maybe love does exist
And it is oh so sweet
Yes you are oh so sweet
#love
#FallingInLove
#romantic
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January Breezes
I hate getting in cars in the winter because I'm probably cold
But it's worse when I get out because I'm greeted with more cold
And maybe it's not about getting in our out of those automobiles
but the fact that this pit in my stomach is on edge when my nose starts to go numb
when the earth falls silent without insect hum-
From December 24 to January 1st the cold is acceptable
only afterwards I wish it was spring
and yesterday it was 65 degrees
what a tease
Screw you, January
written January 23rd, 2017
But it's worse when I get out because I'm greeted with more cold
And maybe it's not about getting in our out of those automobiles
but the fact that this pit in my stomach is on edge when my nose starts to go numb
when the earth falls silent without insect hum-
From December 24 to January 1st the cold is acceptable
only afterwards I wish it was spring
and yesterday it was 65 degrees
what a tease
Screw you, January
written January 23rd, 2017
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Choking
Choking on solitude
savored sweetness of isolation
suck the juice out of my loneliness on a Sunday afternoon before the sun sets
Empty detachments of phrases and thoughts
Leave your shoes at the door
put the napkin on your lap when you're out to dinner
dunes of segregated suggestions
I'm too bitter to follow
what would you think of me if I didn't?
savored sweetness of isolation
suck the juice out of my loneliness on a Sunday afternoon before the sun sets
Empty detachments of phrases and thoughts
Leave your shoes at the door
put the napkin on your lap when you're out to dinner
dunes of segregated suggestions
I'm too bitter to follow
what would you think of me if I didn't?
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Bangs are Apparently Not well Liked
Stop asking me if I cut my hair
Or why I did it
I just did;
Just like you just blink
And I don't have time for you're ignorant intolerable reactions towards change
Or why I did it
I just did;
Just like you just blink
And I don't have time for you're ignorant intolerable reactions towards change
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Alienation
I am so alone
And the worlds continuity drags my heels into something I never thought it would;
where are you now?
And the worlds continuity drags my heels into something I never thought it would;
where are you now?
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Late Night Roof Top Thoughts
Is it bad to wish on shooting stars you haven't seen
If you worship a god and believe
Isn't that the same thing
The plane fuel made an x in the sky
The moon made the night bright
I had a whole conversation up there
Staring at what might be a constellation if you asked someone with a telescope
Staring at the planes blinking
And babbling on acting like someone was listening
maybe they were
I'm not really sure
All I know is that I've been walking intoxicatingly silently acting like ive been in a cliche indie film all day
And now I wish I...
If you worship a god and believe
Isn't that the same thing
The plane fuel made an x in the sky
The moon made the night bright
I had a whole conversation up there
Staring at what might be a constellation if you asked someone with a telescope
Staring at the planes blinking
And babbling on acting like someone was listening
maybe they were
I'm not really sure
All I know is that I've been walking intoxicatingly silently acting like ive been in a cliche indie film all day
And now I wish I...
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Mosquitos
Mosquitos
biting my arms
and ankles
and lips
steel puddles of reflections
chrome oceans of forgotten swims
When will I stop lying to myself
when will I know answers
remember the time
we were driving home from the pool
and the sky looked unreal
the sky was opening for us
and maybe only us
I think of that time
and other times
just time in general
and I want to share with you but will you listen
will anyone listen
I hear a vacuum cleaner running
imagine if you were reincarnated as a vaccum
that would...
biting my arms
and ankles
and lips
steel puddles of reflections
chrome oceans of forgotten swims
When will I stop lying to myself
when will I know answers
remember the time
we were driving home from the pool
and the sky looked unreal
the sky was opening for us
and maybe only us
I think of that time
and other times
just time in general
and I want to share with you but will you listen
will anyone listen
I hear a vacuum cleaner running
imagine if you were reincarnated as a vaccum
that would...
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The Ground Is More Than Dirt
Bury me in school assignments I wasn't prepared for and forgotten promises;
maybe then I'll be so submerged in failure that I'll sink farther in the soil
farther than the worms
and treasure
into dormant volcanoes
through boiling pools of my injustices of youth
and traveling
traveling traveling traveling
through what you never thought to be,
if hell is beneath the ground why do we bury things important to us there?
I'm spiraling into a post death delerium
I need a breath of air to remind myself
I'm still here
yes I'm still here
...
maybe then I'll be so submerged in failure that I'll sink farther in the soil
farther than the worms
and treasure
into dormant volcanoes
through boiling pools of my injustices of youth
and traveling
traveling traveling traveling
through what you never thought to be,
if hell is beneath the ground why do we bury things important to us there?
I'm spiraling into a post death delerium
I need a breath of air to remind myself
I'm still here
yes I'm still here
...
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