Submissions by yeahiknow (Des_The_Penguin)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dear You,
Dear you,
Every time you smile it sends shivers up my spine
I wish that you could see me
You would probably laugh
I know how desperate I look staring at you like you are a goddess
You are a goddess
I wish you could hear me
You would probably hate my voice; it would crack because I am nervous
How could I not be nervous
You are the epitome of perfection
They must have spent hours sculpting your features
Every expression is absolutely breathtaking on you
Your happiness makes me rejoice
Your sadness makes me weep
I wish I could reach you...
Every time you smile it sends shivers up my spine
I wish that you could see me
You would probably laugh
I know how desperate I look staring at you like you are a goddess
You are a goddess
I wish you could hear me
You would probably hate my voice; it would crack because I am nervous
How could I not be nervous
You are the epitome of perfection
They must have spent hours sculpting your features
Every expression is absolutely breathtaking on you
Your happiness makes me rejoice
Your sadness makes me weep
I wish I could reach you...
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Dear You,
Dear You,
I had not a time to tell you, dear you,
What was so urgent in my thoughts before I was gone
But alas my body has gone to live on,
Somewhere that is not beside you
I realize as I write, that I have fallen
For someone so out of reach
That I am sure everyone is looking at me with pity and laughter in their eyes
For you, dear you
Are too kind and too lovely
To remind me of my place in this judgmental community
I understand that to fall for you is to let myself be miserable in love
But to have not fallen would have been utterly impossible...
I had not a time to tell you, dear you,
What was so urgent in my thoughts before I was gone
But alas my body has gone to live on,
Somewhere that is not beside you
I realize as I write, that I have fallen
For someone so out of reach
That I am sure everyone is looking at me with pity and laughter in their eyes
For you, dear you
Are too kind and too lovely
To remind me of my place in this judgmental community
I understand that to fall for you is to let myself be miserable in love
But to have not fallen would have been utterly impossible...
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Celeste
My dearest Celeste
Her body is lying limp
Her breath is falling frosty
The slight warmth rising into smoke
The snow falls softly like a blanket
The white flakes sticking to her long lashes
Her full lips are now blue from the winter cold
Her dark brown hair spread like a halo around her head
The dagger with which she took her life dropped by her side
Her wrists are so bloody yet her death has been beautiful
Her soul is retreating to an afterlife
The oasis she expects is not waiting
With her final breath she utters the word ...
Her body is lying limp
Her breath is falling frosty
The slight warmth rising into smoke
The snow falls softly like a blanket
The white flakes sticking to her long lashes
Her full lips are now blue from the winter cold
Her dark brown hair spread like a halo around her head
The dagger with which she took her life dropped by her side
Her wrists are so bloody yet her death has been beautiful
Her soul is retreating to an afterlife
The oasis she expects is not waiting
With her final breath she utters the word ...
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Humanity
I have lost my faith
I am losing my faith in “god”
With each passing day in misery
Each cry for help never answered
Every moment where I have tried to no avail
to reach out for mercy
I am losing my faith in humanity
With each murder being committed
With each war against each other
Every person begging for anything
Only to be passed by
I am losing my faith in myself
With every day that passes me unnoticed
With every line added to my wrist
Every time I could avoid the urges
But jump into my spiral of lies
All...
I am losing my faith in “god”
With each passing day in misery
Each cry for help never answered
Every moment where I have tried to no avail
to reach out for mercy
I am losing my faith in humanity
With each murder being committed
With each war against each other
Every person begging for anything
Only to be passed by
I am losing my faith in myself
With every day that passes me unnoticed
With every line added to my wrist
Every time I could avoid the urges
But jump into my spiral of lies
All...
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razors edge, closer please
knives are sharp
cut and bleed
razors edge
closer please
blood will pour
red and warm
drop the knife
but beg for more
pick it up
to hug my skin
the blade will drink
and cut again
cut and bleed
razors edge
closer please
blood will pour
red and warm
drop the knife
but beg for more
pick it up
to hug my skin
the blade will drink
and cut again
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i will practice flying
the children watch in awe
scared to say a word
im gonna take my life
in case you havent heard
put the razor to my wrist
put the gun up to my head
make a nice rope neckalace
that i'll hang above my bed
today i feel like super man
this life cannot be taken
but i'll try i'll die
do not be mistaken
i'll practice flying from a building
hope to fall into my death
the children see my killing and they think that its the best
i will not see tomorrow
what a lovely day its been
today will be the day
that i'll never see again
scared to say a word
im gonna take my life
in case you havent heard
put the razor to my wrist
put the gun up to my head
make a nice rope neckalace
that i'll hang above my bed
today i feel like super man
this life cannot be taken
but i'll try i'll die
do not be mistaken
i'll practice flying from a building
hope to fall into my death
the children see my killing and they think that its the best
i will not see tomorrow
what a lovely day its been
today will be the day
that i'll never see again
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Master piece
Mouth sewn shut
Eyes wide open
Wrists are bleeding
The beauty of cuts
The art of the picture
Is anything but
The flesh is gone
The cuts still show
No one but the
Blade will know
The Master Piece
Is fighting still
Beautiful is
This next kill
Eyes wide open
Wrists are bleeding
The beauty of cuts
The art of the picture
Is anything but
The flesh is gone
The cuts still show
No one but the
Blade will know
The Master Piece
Is fighting still
Beautiful is
This next kill
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suicides perfect night
tonight will be the night
i'll go get some rope
tie the knot above my bed
hang it 'round my throat
i hear my mother coming
so slowly up the stairs
her heavy footsteps stomping
i know that no one cares
the little things that bother me
before the time i die
the sound of mother's breath
will quicken with my death
she will be angry and
punish my sins
for suicide
cannot be forgivin
i'll go get some rope
tie the knot above my bed
hang it 'round my throat
i hear my mother coming
so slowly up the stairs
her heavy footsteps stomping
i know that no one cares
the little things that bother me
before the time i die
the sound of mother's breath
will quicken with my death
she will be angry and
punish my sins
for suicide
cannot be forgivin
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murder happy
bloody weapons
bloody hands
you killed a man
who killed a man
tomorrow's night
today's tomorrow
forever you will
feel the sorrow
for the guilt of death
it lasts so long
murder helps
but murders wrong
bloody hands
you killed a man
who killed a man
tomorrow's night
today's tomorrow
forever you will
feel the sorrow
for the guilt of death
it lasts so long
murder helps
but murders wrong
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