Submissions by xosamv (Gilly v.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2013 8:58am
5th Dec 2013 8:58am
you.
You are..
The first and last thought of my day.
You are..
The reason of my smiles.
You are..
The muse who inspires me to be me.
You are..
My soulmate from another planet.
You are..
The one who listens to my 1am secrets.
You are..
The only being who understands me.
You are..
The one writers and poets write about.
You are..
This strange character that everyone wish they knew because of the sincerity of his mind.
You are..
Just like me; a myth.
The first and last thought of my day.
You are..
The reason of my smiles.
You are..
The muse who inspires me to be me.
You are..
My soulmate from another planet.
You are..
The one who listens to my 1am secrets.
You are..
The only being who understands me.
You are..
The one writers and poets write about.
You are..
This strange character that everyone wish they knew because of the sincerity of his mind.
You are..
Just like me; a myth.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Oct 2013 6:15am
15th Oct 2013 6:15am
A world
I crave a world..
where people would smile at you no matter what.
I crave a world..
where the clouds would speak and tell us the advendures of the sun and the stars.
I crave a world..
where souls would encourage your moves and notice your efforts.
I crave a world..
where beings would stop judging because of the façade.
I crave a world..
where you'd be able to dance in the streets and characters would join you and celebrate beauty.
I simply crave somewhere I would be able to smile every single day.
where people would smile at you no matter what.
I crave a world..
where the clouds would speak and tell us the advendures of the sun and the stars.
I crave a world..
where souls would encourage your moves and notice your efforts.
I crave a world..
where beings would stop judging because of the façade.
I crave a world..
where you'd be able to dance in the streets and characters would join you and celebrate beauty.
I simply crave somewhere I would be able to smile every single day.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Oct 2013 8:32am
9th Oct 2013 8:32am
Broken
The sky is an eternity of blank.
Tears are falling from clouds in pain.
Around me fake smiles.
Around me broken beings.
Beautiful angels become birds with no wings.
Exhaling thoughts inside of your spirit
Exhaling a piece of your happiness.
Tears are falling from clouds in pain.
Around me fake smiles.
Around me broken beings.
Beautiful angels become birds with no wings.
Exhaling thoughts inside of your spirit
Exhaling a piece of your happiness.
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Oct 2013 11:18am
8th Oct 2013 11:18am
Solitude
Am I the reason of my solitude?
Am I the reason of this loner life?
I push people away when they can define my thoughts and emotions.
It's not my fault, I don't like attention.
I would like to remain a mystery.
I would like people to wonder about me..
I want them to dance between my sentences and vibe with every word.
Yes, I want to remain more than a mystery.
I want to be a myth, something people talk about and dream about but can't really describe.
I'm the reason of my solitude..
Am I the reason of this loner life?
I push people away when they can define my thoughts and emotions.
It's not my fault, I don't like attention.
I would like to remain a mystery.
I would like people to wonder about me..
I want them to dance between my sentences and vibe with every word.
Yes, I want to remain more than a mystery.
I want to be a myth, something people talk about and dream about but can't really describe.
I'm the reason of my solitude..
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Oct 2013 10:25am
4th Oct 2013 10:25am
My mind
I think a lot, perhaps too much.
I tend to live inside my mind.
I walk between my thoughts, alone..
Those demons became my only friends.
After midnight they're my enemies.
They scream, cry and hurt my mind.
Tortured memories fly and hurt me like a knife on a fresh skin.
They think I'm too quiet but inside..Inside of me there's a storm of scars.
I can't connect with my own vibe.
I think a lot, perhaps too much.
I tend to live inside my mind but..If you were there to listen to me, I wouldn't think alone.
I tend to live inside my mind.
I walk between my thoughts, alone..
Those demons became my only friends.
After midnight they're my enemies.
They scream, cry and hurt my mind.
Tortured memories fly and hurt me like a knife on a fresh skin.
They think I'm too quiet but inside..Inside of me there's a storm of scars.
I can't connect with my own vibe.
I think a lot, perhaps too much.
I tend to live inside my mind but..If you were there to listen to me, I wouldn't think alone.
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