Submissions by CherryDEmoKid (IndifferentOutcast)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
every thing leaves you in life even your own soul
STORY POEM
Published
16th Apr 2014 11:33am
16th Apr 2014 11:33am
Rulers
One time
Next time after
Fill me up with joy and laughter
Once more and forever after
Take your time no need for disasters
Wont cut my heart
No need for plasters
Lets rule ower own world
Lets be masters
Imagine all that and what comes after
Next time after
Fill me up with joy and laughter
Once more and forever after
Take your time no need for disasters
Wont cut my heart
No need for plasters
Lets rule ower own world
Lets be masters
Imagine all that and what comes after
58 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2014 1:56am
23rd Feb 2014 1:56am
To
I want to defend but I don't want to loose myself
I want to stay but I can not be choosy
I told the music to help me
Intensively, would you excuse me
Is this amusing to me?
;It could be!
In a way that is lovingly silly
Why do you abuse me, the trickery
You mean so much to me
Its enough to keep me in glee
But I got stolen a bit, now I flee
I want to stay but I can not be choosy
I told the music to help me
Intensively, would you excuse me
Is this amusing to me?
;It could be!
In a way that is lovingly silly
Why do you abuse me, the trickery
You mean so much to me
Its enough to keep me in glee
But I got stolen a bit, now I flee
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
5th Dec 2013 00:15am
5th Dec 2013 00:15am
But That Feeling Though
But that feeling you get that you cant explain though
I know I don't know much
but I cant stop learning though
I'm not on the top
But I'm not on the bottom though
I'll keep climbing till I cant get enough
I know I don't know much
but I cant stop learning though
I'm not on the top
But I'm not on the bottom though
I'll keep climbing till I cant get enough
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
24th Nov 2013 1:33pm
24th Nov 2013 1:33pm
In A Situation
A situation is stressin'
And fessin'
But im guessin'
It turned around with a blessin'
Sometimes its time for confessin'
Now its time for some restin'
And fessin'
But im guessin'
It turned around with a blessin'
Sometimes its time for confessin'
Now its time for some restin'
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jul 2013 8:01am
26th Jul 2013 8:01am
Shayari (Poerty) In A Soul
A secret to be told
Is a secret to be unfold
It could be a lie that was told
To mold around the real truth on the hole
The real secret can not be told
I am alive and you are a soul
One person holds the key to a memory
That could be the last for me
unknow i am bold
untold i want to unfold
The shayari that is gold
(shayari)- meanig; poetry
oragin ; indian word
Is a secret to be unfold
It could be a lie that was told
To mold around the real truth on the hole
The real secret can not be told
I am alive and you are a soul
One person holds the key to a memory
That could be the last for me
unknow i am bold
untold i want to unfold
The shayari that is gold
(shayari)- meanig; poetry
oragin ; indian word
107 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Jul 2013 3:30pm
21st Jul 2013 3:30pm
Party Hard
Its Friday night
I feel alright
Im going out tonight
Feeling tight
I just might
All night
Down In trinidad
On the Avenue
Coco lounge
In Stumbling
Im Bubbling
Free drinks all night
The colours, the lights
If you wining Wine Right
No ID card, just play bad
Till the sun comes up
We non stop
I feel alright
Im going out tonight
Feeling tight
I just might
All night
Down In trinidad
On the Avenue
Coco lounge
In Stumbling
Im Bubbling
Free drinks all night
The colours, the lights
If you wining Wine Right
No ID card, just play bad
Till the sun comes up
We non stop
198 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2013 2:41am
15th Jul 2013 2:41am
A Woman's Cheese
Only one heart
First start
Broken appart
Its simple math
I sat and thaught about that
He was like a rat
He needed
He wanted
The cheese
Cheese please
He wasnt even hungry
He was jus gready
Feed me
Feed me
He was so needy
Believe me
Really
First start
Broken appart
Its simple math
I sat and thaught about that
He was like a rat
He needed
He wanted
The cheese
Cheese please
He wasnt even hungry
He was jus gready
Feed me
Feed me
He was so needy
Believe me
Really
78 reads
1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
15th Jul 2013 2:35am
15th Jul 2013 2:35am
Leo
Black and brown
He poped out on to the grown
So small and cute
My litte boy leo
Growed a little and played arround
I lift him up and put him in my laps
He lay there and looked me in the eyes
Colours that i just cant explain
His eyes held me captive in a gaze
He poped out on to the grown
So small and cute
My litte boy leo
Growed a little and played arround
I lift him up and put him in my laps
He lay there and looked me in the eyes
Colours that i just cant explain
His eyes held me captive in a gaze
74 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2013 6:52am
14th Jul 2013 6:52am
The Monthly
So much water
coming from her
eyes so red
bed so wet
curled up in a ball
Dont move her she's set
the pain unbearable
she wished she was not cursed
with this monthly verse
Over and over each month
why count the day it would come
Just let it happen
have fun befor it makes you cripple
Blood in this form is the worst
coming from her
eyes so red
bed so wet
curled up in a ball
Dont move her she's set
the pain unbearable
she wished she was not cursed
with this monthly verse
Over and over each month
why count the day it would come
Just let it happen
have fun befor it makes you cripple
Blood in this form is the worst
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Jul 2013 1:40pm
13th Jul 2013 1:40pm
Red Painted Glass
The steem was not enough to take
It made the glass door of the shower break
It was such a sight, too good to be true
Little tiny shards of sharp glass sparked as it fell
In the nude she stood there
The barrier from where she stood to the entrence over there
What could she do from here
She took one step as the shards cut her beneath her feet
Leaving red painted broken glass behind
She walked slowly and left a red trail
But she did not fail
She was now bleeding with with sparkling glass stuck inside her feet
Rum in had
gulped some...
It made the glass door of the shower break
It was such a sight, too good to be true
Little tiny shards of sharp glass sparked as it fell
In the nude she stood there
The barrier from where she stood to the entrence over there
What could she do from here
She took one step as the shards cut her beneath her feet
Leaving red painted broken glass behind
She walked slowly and left a red trail
But she did not fail
She was now bleeding with with sparkling glass stuck inside her feet
Rum in had
gulped some...
72 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
13th Jul 2013 2:22am
13th Jul 2013 2:22am
I Miss
Now sean I know you miss the time you ues to have
A time when you had no dad
Its seems really strange but thats what you miss bad
It makes you sad when you think of the time your mom and had some fight
you delth with it all your life
You try to stride
but your passion died
you sighed "why do we love love when love seem to hate us;every thing leaves us"
you watched him leave and go
Now your on your own
A time when you had no dad
Its seems really strange but thats what you miss bad
It makes you sad when you think of the time your mom and had some fight
you delth with it all your life
You try to stride
but your passion died
you sighed "why do we love love when love seem to hate us;every thing leaves us"
you watched him leave and go
Now your on your own
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2013 6:28pm
7th Jul 2013 6:28pm
Its Not Shari Any More
My name is Shari
they call me by Sherry
My new friends dont even remember me
Emo kid is what a pearent called me
Called me out inforunt of every body
mother of Kody
Dam dont Facebook me
Hay its that kid cherry
She even drew me
But other than that they call me scary
Because i dont talk to anybody
Was born Shari
To Sherry
To emo kid
Even that kid Cherry
they call me by Sherry
My new friends dont even remember me
Emo kid is what a pearent called me
Called me out inforunt of every body
mother of Kody
Dam dont Facebook me
Hay its that kid cherry
She even drew me
But other than that they call me scary
Because i dont talk to anybody
Was born Shari
To Sherry
To emo kid
Even that kid Cherry
59 reads
2 Comments
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