Submissions by xXJezzzikahDawnXx (Jessica Dawn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Jessica Dawn: Introvert, Melancholic, Metalhead, Nature Lover, Book Worm, Amateur Artist, and Caffeine Addict
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jul 2012 5:22am
18th Jul 2012 5:22am
Forever Is Only the Beginning (Intertwining Spirits)
Softly, the night whispers
Faintly murmuring its secrets
A nightly rain sending the most gentle of showers
Slightly dampening the earth, but not our intertwining spirits
Dazzling stars shine above us in the atmosphere
The glittering moon illuminating the night
All around, fireflies commence to appear
This sweet serenity, we fear, will only last until daylight
We walk, hand in hand, into the shadows of the night
Seeking tranquility together
Our merging souls, as one, ignite
Now that they are intertwined, our...
Faintly murmuring its secrets
A nightly rain sending the most gentle of showers
Slightly dampening the earth, but not our intertwining spirits
Dazzling stars shine above us in the atmosphere
The glittering moon illuminating the night
All around, fireflies commence to appear
This sweet serenity, we fear, will only last until daylight
We walk, hand in hand, into the shadows of the night
Seeking tranquility together
Our merging souls, as one, ignite
Now that they are intertwined, our...
1169 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2012 5:12am
23rd Jun 2012 5:12am
Beauty in the Darkness
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The day evanesces into a gleaming twilight.
Heavenly blue skies transform to various shades of blushing pink and vibrant purple.
Soon will be the arrival of gleaming immaculate moonlight...
At this time I feel the most tranquil.
Daylight finally dwindles into an ethereal darkness.
The moonlight casts shadows down upon the earth beneath my feet.
The radiant glow from the moon can only be described as simply beautiful and wondrous.
I am here, in a place so serene, accompanied by solitude so sweet.
The wind filling the night with...
The day evanesces into a gleaming twilight.
Heavenly blue skies transform to various shades of blushing pink and vibrant purple.
Soon will be the arrival of gleaming immaculate moonlight...
At this time I feel the most tranquil.
Daylight finally dwindles into an ethereal darkness.
The moonlight casts shadows down upon the earth beneath my feet.
The radiant glow from the moon can only be described as simply beautiful and wondrous.
I am here, in a place so serene, accompanied by solitude so sweet.
The wind filling the night with...
1260 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 8:22am
12th Jun 2012 8:22am
A Blossomed Flower
A solitary crimson flower grows among the weeds in a secluded meadow.
Its vivid, intense color standing out amid the surrounding grassland…
Exceptional beauty can lie in the most remarkable places, though.
And I can assure you this blossoming flower is not bland.
Its uniqueness cannot be compared to another,
For it is rare in this world of consistency.
It may deceive you by looking as gentle and soft as a whisper,
But deep within itself, it is solid, strong and far from dainty.
Although to the common eye, it may...
Its vivid, intense color standing out amid the surrounding grassland…
Exceptional beauty can lie in the most remarkable places, though.
And I can assure you this blossoming flower is not bland.
Its uniqueness cannot be compared to another,
For it is rare in this world of consistency.
It may deceive you by looking as gentle and soft as a whisper,
But deep within itself, it is solid, strong and far from dainty.
Although to the common eye, it may...
945 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
1st Jun 2012 11:15pm
1st Jun 2012 11:15pm
A Moonlit Forest
Glittering, resplendent purple skies light up the evening forest.
Streaks of moonlight shine down through the trees,
Lighting some areas, but leaving others at its darkest.
The wind sending a chill filled nightly breeze.
This place feels familiar to you.
You know you have never been here before,
Yet you feel acquainted to this earth coated in a fine layer of evening dew.
The only way to describe this place is to describe what is usually only in folklore
A quiet stream makes its way through the forest; clear enough to see your reflection.
Both...
Streaks of moonlight shine down through the trees,
Lighting some areas, but leaving others at its darkest.
The wind sending a chill filled nightly breeze.
This place feels familiar to you.
You know you have never been here before,
Yet you feel acquainted to this earth coated in a fine layer of evening dew.
The only way to describe this place is to describe what is usually only in folklore
A quiet stream makes its way through the forest; clear enough to see your reflection.
Both...
1110 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th May 2012 2:45am
30th May 2012 2:45am
The Deterioration of the Imagination
Imagination is gradually deteriorating
Vision is diminishing.
Inspiration is dwindling.
Motivation is slowly disappearing.
Technology is now the “lovely” substitute.
Paper and pen are now scarce and minute.
Society has found a replacement.
Imagination is absent.
Computers have taken the place of parchment.
Writing with pen on paper is now an act considered ancient.
Why is the human imagination fading?
Why are we so dependent on technological things and not on what is evanescing?
Will it come to the point of deterioration…...
Vision is diminishing.
Inspiration is dwindling.
Motivation is slowly disappearing.
Technology is now the “lovely” substitute.
Paper and pen are now scarce and minute.
Society has found a replacement.
Imagination is absent.
Computers have taken the place of parchment.
Writing with pen on paper is now an act considered ancient.
Why is the human imagination fading?
Why are we so dependent on technological things and not on what is evanescing?
Will it come to the point of deterioration…...
1079 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Apr 2012 4:47am
29th Apr 2012 4:47am
The Storm
A storm is approaching.
You are watching as it begins to arise…
You watch out the window as the sun fades and disappears behind the darkest clouds.
The thunder cracks, a noise so loud.
You visualize the upcoming downpour just before it begins to fall.
Raindrops fall upon the ground beneath your feet, so small.
… The storm continues to rage on.
You wonder if this will last until dawn.
The thunder rolls across the hills as lightning strikes the ground.
Lying in your bed, you look out the window, listening to the wondrous (thunderous) sound.
...
You are watching as it begins to arise…
You watch out the window as the sun fades and disappears behind the darkest clouds.
The thunder cracks, a noise so loud.
You visualize the upcoming downpour just before it begins to fall.
Raindrops fall upon the ground beneath your feet, so small.
… The storm continues to rage on.
You wonder if this will last until dawn.
The thunder rolls across the hills as lightning strikes the ground.
Lying in your bed, you look out the window, listening to the wondrous (thunderous) sound.
...
763 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 1:51am
6th Mar 2012 1:51am
The Beauty of Winter
I wander through the winter snow
And watch as the wind continues to blow.
The river water has ceased flow…
This frozen realm has countless things to show.
Light shines on ground, causing it to glisten.
Winter birds still chirp fervently, if you listen.
Flourished flowers have now been frost bitten...
This frozen realm may cause a crude heart to soften.
A chill spreads through the morning air.
Snow sits on soil as you would a chair.
This genuine beauty makes life fair...
Snow and ice blend to make a lovely pair. ...
And watch as the wind continues to blow.
The river water has ceased flow…
This frozen realm has countless things to show.
Light shines on ground, causing it to glisten.
Winter birds still chirp fervently, if you listen.
Flourished flowers have now been frost bitten...
This frozen realm may cause a crude heart to soften.
A chill spreads through the morning air.
Snow sits on soil as you would a chair.
This genuine beauty makes life fair...
Snow and ice blend to make a lovely pair. ...
812 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2012 4:41am
4th Mar 2012 4:41am
Through Others' Eyes
Through one’s eye, I am something,
But through another’s eye, I am something different.
Through a casual observer’s eye, I am nothing, but another person in this world,
But through a friend’s eye, I am one that is loved and well-known.
Through an enemy’s eye, I am one that is loathed, despised, and detested,
But through a lover’s eye, I am treasured, precious, and loved.
Through a loved one’s eye, I am someone that is always there,
But through a despised one’s eye, I am only another person that is never there.
Through a...
But through another’s eye, I am something different.
Through a casual observer’s eye, I am nothing, but another person in this world,
But through a friend’s eye, I am one that is loved and well-known.
Through an enemy’s eye, I am one that is loathed, despised, and detested,
But through a lover’s eye, I am treasured, precious, and loved.
Through a loved one’s eye, I am someone that is always there,
But through a despised one’s eye, I am only another person that is never there.
Through a...
894 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2012 1:32am
24th Feb 2012 1:32am
A Beautiful Memory
An old photo upon the wall,
Sitting neatly in its frame as the years have gone by,
Was a photo I never truly looked at…
How could I have been so blind as not to see what it truly contained?
In my complex convoluted mind, these memories are forever stained.
A beautiful memory, that was almost forgotten,
But now flows through my mind like a fountain.
As I look at the ancient photo, the memories of that day begin to flood back.
A lovely spring afternoon fills the air with the scent of lilac.
It takes your breath as you look...
Sitting neatly in its frame as the years have gone by,
Was a photo I never truly looked at…
How could I have been so blind as not to see what it truly contained?
In my complex convoluted mind, these memories are forever stained.
A beautiful memory, that was almost forgotten,
But now flows through my mind like a fountain.
As I look at the ancient photo, the memories of that day begin to flood back.
A lovely spring afternoon fills the air with the scent of lilac.
It takes your breath as you look...
779 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2012 00:34am
25th Jan 2012 00:34am
A Warm and Sweet Escape
The words “I love you” mean so much
Those words definitely do not carry a simple meaning…
Before you came into my life and captured my heart and my soul
I believed that love was a fixation only the foolish dreamt about
I never believed that “true love” existed and could possibly make a person whole
My opinion on love was nothing but pure doubt
Sure I had my share of hopes and dreams about finding my one and only love
My other half… My soul mate…
The one that was sent for me from up above…
The person that was destined to...
Those words definitely do not carry a simple meaning…
Before you came into my life and captured my heart and my soul
I believed that love was a fixation only the foolish dreamt about
I never believed that “true love” existed and could possibly make a person whole
My opinion on love was nothing but pure doubt
Sure I had my share of hopes and dreams about finding my one and only love
My other half… My soul mate…
The one that was sent for me from up above…
The person that was destined to...
1078 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2012 3:57am
16th Jan 2012 3:57am
Finding Your Place in This World
Everyone tries to find their place in this world, but no one really has a certain place.
Life isn’t about finding your place amongst humanity.
Life is about creating yourself.
Trying to fit in, with what the world has created, is insanity.
There has to be room for creativity in one’s own self.
Without one’s imagination, life would be monotonous.
The world would just be plain black and white.
The lack of “color” would be the world’s weakness.
Do not give up this fight!
The fight for individuality.
The world would be dull and dreary...
Life isn’t about finding your place amongst humanity.
Life is about creating yourself.
Trying to fit in, with what the world has created, is insanity.
There has to be room for creativity in one’s own self.
Without one’s imagination, life would be monotonous.
The world would just be plain black and white.
The lack of “color” would be the world’s weakness.
Do not give up this fight!
The fight for individuality.
The world would be dull and dreary...
4869 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2012 4:06am
2nd Jan 2012 4:06am
A Best Friend Lost
She walks down the narrow road and into a small graveyard at twilight.
She knows it is getting late, but she is drawn to the grave of her best friend, and cannot leave…
She was her best friend.
The only one she trusted enough to tell all her secrets to.
Together, everywhere, they would attend.
She kneels in front of the headstone and begins to weep.
“How could this have happened?! Why couldn’t it have been me instead,” she cried.
The memories of her friend, she will forever keep.
The most depressing memory, though, shall always be the day...
She knows it is getting late, but she is drawn to the grave of her best friend, and cannot leave…
She was her best friend.
The only one she trusted enough to tell all her secrets to.
Together, everywhere, they would attend.
She kneels in front of the headstone and begins to weep.
“How could this have happened?! Why couldn’t it have been me instead,” she cried.
The memories of her friend, she will forever keep.
The most depressing memory, though, shall always be the day...
839 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by xXJezzzikahDawnXx (Jessica Dawn)
