Submissions by xtinerev (Christine)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SONG LYRICS
Published
26th Nov 2009 5:30am
26th Nov 2009 5:30am
I Wrote You a Song
I wouldn't mind if my heart flew out of it's cage,
I wouldn't mind if you let it.
I wouldn't mind if my eyes let a tear fall down
As long as you'd catch it.
This isn't goodbye.
This isn't a memory
That will break me apart in time.
This wasn't our song.
I'll write a better one
To bring you back to me.
I hope you read this twice and never forget
the words I speak
I hope you change your distant mind,
it's making me weak.
I hope you hear my silent plea. It hurts my ears
Because I'm wishing hoping hurting for you
I...
I wouldn't mind if you let it.
I wouldn't mind if my eyes let a tear fall down
As long as you'd catch it.
This isn't goodbye.
This isn't a memory
That will break me apart in time.
This wasn't our song.
I'll write a better one
To bring you back to me.
I hope you read this twice and never forget
the words I speak
I hope you change your distant mind,
it's making me weak.
I hope you hear my silent plea. It hurts my ears
Because I'm wishing hoping hurting for you
I...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2009 6:58pm
22nd Nov 2009 6:58pm
Ode To Squarepants
Holes in your sides,
Holes in your head,
Flowers in the sky,
Flowers on your bed.
Blue eyes and square pants
Black ties, I'm in a trance.
Dearest sponge under the sea,
Won't you Won't you sing to me?
A song about fun a song about sweaters,
if it doesn't make sense it doesn't matter.
Christmas Summer Spring, and Autumn,
You're the talk of bakini bottom.
You're friends with stars and astronots
And just like them, I love you lots.
Spongebob, you're the only one for me.
Because your the coolest sponge under the...
Holes in your head,
Flowers in the sky,
Flowers on your bed.
Blue eyes and square pants
Black ties, I'm in a trance.
Dearest sponge under the sea,
Won't you Won't you sing to me?
A song about fun a song about sweaters,
if it doesn't make sense it doesn't matter.
Christmas Summer Spring, and Autumn,
You're the talk of bakini bottom.
You're friends with stars and astronots
And just like them, I love you lots.
Spongebob, you're the only one for me.
Because your the coolest sponge under the...
777 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Nov 2009 10:21pm
21st Nov 2009 10:21pm
Part of Me
Back
When my hands flew and my hair grew.
Back
When my eyes were wide and my heart wider.
When I felt the leaves, the carpet, and the wind.
When I could taste every fiber of air.
When every up and down was significant.
Now
My hands stay in my pockets.
Now
My eyes are lost and my heart disguarded.
My senses are dulled to a distance.
My mind is filled with waste.
My emotions are insignificant.
What happened to me?
Oh, yeah, I changed all right.
But the worst thing of...
When my hands flew and my hair grew.
Back
When my eyes were wide and my heart wider.
When I felt the leaves, the carpet, and the wind.
When I could taste every fiber of air.
When every up and down was significant.
Now
My hands stay in my pockets.
Now
My eyes are lost and my heart disguarded.
My senses are dulled to a distance.
My mind is filled with waste.
My emotions are insignificant.
What happened to me?
Oh, yeah, I changed all right.
But the worst thing of...
770 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
21st Nov 2009 10:20pm
21st Nov 2009 10:20pm
Questions
When did you give me the time of day?
When did you once show me the way?
I don't remember.
I wasn't there.
You weren't there.
Where did you think I'd go?
Where were you when I was breaking?
I am ruined now.
You can't fix me.
You weren't there.
Who looked out for me?
Who would I go to for a smile?
I won't smile.
It's not fair.
You weren't there.
How was I supposed to know?
How far do you need to be?
I couldn't see you,
Your sillouett in the distance.
You weren't there.
Why?
When did you once show me the way?
I don't remember.
I wasn't there.
You weren't there.
Where did you think I'd go?
Where were you when I was breaking?
I am ruined now.
You can't fix me.
You weren't there.
Who looked out for me?
Who would I go to for a smile?
I won't smile.
It's not fair.
You weren't there.
How was I supposed to know?
How far do you need to be?
I couldn't see you,
Your sillouett in the distance.
You weren't there.
Why?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Nov 2009 2:10am
17th Nov 2009 2:10am
Symphony
Rich melodies run in our veins
Glorious sound and ancient strings
Graceful hymns and soulful notes
Our hearts race and slow and rush and stop
To the music in our heads and ears.
Majestic pianos, sweet acoustic.
Pounding rhythms and hot blooded violin
Heart wrenching pauses and fades
Deaf or blind, innocent or lost.
It's always there.
It's always there.
Glorious sound and ancient strings
Graceful hymns and soulful notes
Our hearts race and slow and rush and stop
To the music in our heads and ears.
Majestic pianos, sweet acoustic.
Pounding rhythms and hot blooded violin
Heart wrenching pauses and fades
Deaf or blind, innocent or lost.
It's always there.
It's always there.
849 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
17th Nov 2009 2:07am
17th Nov 2009 2:07am
Red Rover
Let's take a victory lap that lasts forever
Let's take hold of that word: forever.
Play hopscotch in the streets
Jump rope with everyone we see.
Let's get our flashlights out of our pockets
And spring into the sky like bottle rockets
It's the international day of laughing out loud
So let's make it happen every day now.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Let's not take this life sitting down,...
Let's take hold of that word: forever.
Play hopscotch in the streets
Jump rope with everyone we see.
Let's get our flashlights out of our pockets
And spring into the sky like bottle rockets
It's the international day of laughing out loud
So let's make it happen every day now.
We need to break down into the freaks we were born as
Getting by with the light of our own plans
Because there's no time to waste thinking it over,
I call you over, red rover.
Let's not take this life sitting down,...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Nov 2009 3:04am
13th Nov 2009 3:04am
Try
The gaping hole in my chest feels awkward.
I wonder if people can see it,
throbbing, bleeding. Embarrassing.
After all the fights I put up, after the pain,
I'm not really surprised it's there.
It's a part of me now,
Constantly being ripped back open.
It hurts! It screams.
But who would help me?
That's why it's there in the first place,
there's nothing to heal it.
No remedy could deny it.
Nothing but my own free will.
My own free will?
I have nothing of my own.
I'm done believing the pain will end.
I'm done...
I wonder if people can see it,
throbbing, bleeding. Embarrassing.
After all the fights I put up, after the pain,
I'm not really surprised it's there.
It's a part of me now,
Constantly being ripped back open.
It hurts! It screams.
But who would help me?
That's why it's there in the first place,
there's nothing to heal it.
No remedy could deny it.
Nothing but my own free will.
My own free will?
I have nothing of my own.
I'm done believing the pain will end.
I'm done...
932 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Nov 2009 2:58am
13th Nov 2009 2:58am
The Connection.
The best suit he wears is a law suit.
He's put together, with or without proof.
With his badge as his witness and a cherry wood cane,
He'll make you beg, beg, beg and plead insane.
The only dress she wears is a slip dress.
She's falling apart. A perfect mess.
With her hair in her eyes and a crooked smile,
She'll make you cry, cry, cry, and run for miles.
Fire! Fire!
He runs to his car She Runs away.
He turns on some lights. She screams for help.
Tires screech Shoes squeak
Phones...
He's put together, with or without proof.
With his badge as his witness and a cherry wood cane,
He'll make you beg, beg, beg and plead insane.
The only dress she wears is a slip dress.
She's falling apart. A perfect mess.
With her hair in her eyes and a crooked smile,
She'll make you cry, cry, cry, and run for miles.
Fire! Fire!
He runs to his car She Runs away.
He turns on some lights. She screams for help.
Tires screech Shoes squeak
Phones...
852 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2009 1:04am
12th Nov 2009 1:04am
Flames
Wallpaper peels off the walls
The carpet twists in intricate designs
The TV falls and explodes,
sending beautiful sparks into the open ceiling.
Smoke gathers and spreads,
swirling and breathing all the oxygen there is.
The lampshades make more light than ever,
the blankets are finally warm.
The piano snaps and crumbles,
it's wooden carvings on the floor.
Now we're running, running, running.
Where are we supposed to go,
when it's so cold outside?
Where are we supposed to breathe?
Where else is there?
Back home, where ashes...
The carpet twists in intricate designs
The TV falls and explodes,
sending beautiful sparks into the open ceiling.
Smoke gathers and spreads,
swirling and breathing all the oxygen there is.
The lampshades make more light than ever,
the blankets are finally warm.
The piano snaps and crumbles,
it's wooden carvings on the floor.
Now we're running, running, running.
Where are we supposed to go,
when it's so cold outside?
Where are we supposed to breathe?
Where else is there?
Back home, where ashes...
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ANGER POEM
Published
12th Nov 2009 00:58am
12th Nov 2009 00:58am
Paper Bags & Heavy Items
These are the lies you spit.
Take back your butterflies.
Here are the false hopes you left.
Inside are the fake smiles that led me on.
I was never that girl.
I wasn't even human.
We never touched like the others.
No one saw my blush and wondered.
But we both knew where it was going.
You could have prevented this.
So take back your pocket of dreams.
My faded jeans can't carry them.
These are your dark eyes.
Here are your words.
Here is your disaster.
Take back your butterflies.
Here are the false hopes you left.
Inside are the fake smiles that led me on.
I was never that girl.
I wasn't even human.
We never touched like the others.
No one saw my blush and wondered.
But we both knew where it was going.
You could have prevented this.
So take back your pocket of dreams.
My faded jeans can't carry them.
These are your dark eyes.
Here are your words.
Here is your disaster.
893 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2009 3:41am
10th Nov 2009 3:41am
Best Friends
My hands are tapping on the dashboard
Our arms are flying out the windows
We're screaming out love songs
because tonight, anything goes.
It's time to let our hair fall down and toss it around.
It's time for all the bullshit to leave this town.
So put your eyes to the stars and jump till you fly.
And shout and shout and shout to the sky!
We were always meant to scream,
we were never meant to shut our mouths.
Even when it's held inside,
our eyes tell each other a thousand words.
I miss you, I'm sick of you, I miss you again
like...
Our arms are flying out the windows
We're screaming out love songs
because tonight, anything goes.
It's time to let our hair fall down and toss it around.
It's time for all the bullshit to leave this town.
So put your eyes to the stars and jump till you fly.
And shout and shout and shout to the sky!
We were always meant to scream,
we were never meant to shut our mouths.
Even when it's held inside,
our eyes tell each other a thousand words.
I miss you, I'm sick of you, I miss you again
like...
892 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
10th Nov 2009 3:37am
10th Nov 2009 3:37am
Taken Away.
Held by the last echos of his voice,
I am alone here. Imprisoned by choice.
A new aching wound throbs in my chest,
and my eyes are cracked without rest.
I'm burnt out and alone
A joke. A drone.
I'm selfish, done hoping.
Ruined. Moping.
I try to hold myself together. I can't let it shatter.
But the rest of the world ceases to matter...
I'm tearing at my legs, my chest, my hair.
I'm barely even human. It's not fair!
My head spinning fast, my knees weak on the floor,
I realize
I
won't
hear
his ...
I am alone here. Imprisoned by choice.
A new aching wound throbs in my chest,
and my eyes are cracked without rest.
I'm burnt out and alone
A joke. A drone.
I'm selfish, done hoping.
Ruined. Moping.
I try to hold myself together. I can't let it shatter.
But the rest of the world ceases to matter...
I'm tearing at my legs, my chest, my hair.
I'm barely even human. It's not fair!
My head spinning fast, my knees weak on the floor,
I realize
I
won't
hear
his ...
860 reads
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