Submissions by GMendoza (Gabriel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
All my poems are MY original works from MY life.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 12:44pm
4th Apr 2014 12:44pm
Alone
Alone I lay here, sleeping with my eyes open
Nothing can comfort my stillness
The pillow under my head
Nor the blanket on top of me
The moon casting its rays upon me
Like some prowler in the night looking at me
Shining its flashlight at a person
A person so desperately trying to stay asleep
I am shivering and cold
The bed creaks at every heartbeat
My body aches as my legs twitch
I cannot move, I cannot get up
Lights come in from outside
Making spirits or demons dancing on the walls
They are laughing at me
I cannot close my eyes, I...
Nothing can comfort my stillness
The pillow under my head
Nor the blanket on top of me
The moon casting its rays upon me
Like some prowler in the night looking at me
Shining its flashlight at a person
A person so desperately trying to stay asleep
I am shivering and cold
The bed creaks at every heartbeat
My body aches as my legs twitch
I cannot move, I cannot get up
Lights come in from outside
Making spirits or demons dancing on the walls
They are laughing at me
I cannot close my eyes, I...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Mar 2014 11:45am
18th Mar 2014 11:45am
Torments
Torments of oceans flowed with me
all of my life
I have been blessed with calm seas
and cursed with its gales
and victim to its undertows
A body is made of mostly water
then there is reason
we resemble the seas
we have our ups and down
are high and low tides
our storms, our glassy looks
We have helped a lot of people
by floating them along their path
to see them disappear on the horizon
as well as we have drowned a few
those deserving bunch
that get entangled in our seaweed
or in our riptide and pass on
We...
all of my life
I have been blessed with calm seas
and cursed with its gales
and victim to its undertows
A body is made of mostly water
then there is reason
we resemble the seas
we have our ups and down
are high and low tides
our storms, our glassy looks
We have helped a lot of people
by floating them along their path
to see them disappear on the horizon
as well as we have drowned a few
those deserving bunch
that get entangled in our seaweed
or in our riptide and pass on
We...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Mar 2014 11:42am
18th Mar 2014 11:42am
Not Yet Existed
I’m unsure of the ones not yet existed
who are they, what will they do
Will they be able to stop evil?
Or by prenatal impulses, join it
And a third possibility, not to care at all
what will the world do with them?
Would it nurture them like the mother cow
giving suck to its young till the teat runs dry
Will it reject them and give them vipers
And rocks to eat, to conclude their
days with vomitousness
And a third possibility, not to care at all
What shall I do with them?
Will I give them my experiences from out of the womb?
Till...
who are they, what will they do
Will they be able to stop evil?
Or by prenatal impulses, join it
And a third possibility, not to care at all
what will the world do with them?
Would it nurture them like the mother cow
giving suck to its young till the teat runs dry
Will it reject them and give them vipers
And rocks to eat, to conclude their
days with vomitousness
And a third possibility, not to care at all
What shall I do with them?
Will I give them my experiences from out of the womb?
Till...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 5:06pm
14th Mar 2014 5:06pm
Still
Mindless robots we are
riding the metal coffin to our destinies
with empty faces
that lack communication
how can life be so still
Inside of us there are fountains
these fountains are meant to flow
let it flow with thought
of imaginable places and adventures
then why are we so still
I sat down across from a lady
in darkness she was, in darkness she dressed
engrossed in the tome
clutched in her hands
when I bumped her foot, she looked so still
This is my morning ritual
like a hotdog that has gone stale
never...
riding the metal coffin to our destinies
with empty faces
that lack communication
how can life be so still
Inside of us there are fountains
these fountains are meant to flow
let it flow with thought
of imaginable places and adventures
then why are we so still
I sat down across from a lady
in darkness she was, in darkness she dressed
engrossed in the tome
clutched in her hands
when I bumped her foot, she looked so still
This is my morning ritual
like a hotdog that has gone stale
never...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 5:03pm
14th Mar 2014 5:03pm
Dream Alive
I remember once walking,
Thru a town I once known
Seeing people and talking,
In a place I once grown
Am I awake or just dreaming?
Or in an empty zone
when I wake up in the morning,
Will I be all alone?
I awoke and went to work,
still teaming from the dream
seeing people so berserk,
still living the old scheme
some walk around not knowing how old they are growing
like robots not living the course they've been setting.
Can this be my wanting?
The place where I atone
Or is this my existing,
The place that was shown...
Thru a town I once known
Seeing people and talking,
In a place I once grown
Am I awake or just dreaming?
Or in an empty zone
when I wake up in the morning,
Will I be all alone?
I awoke and went to work,
still teaming from the dream
seeing people so berserk,
still living the old scheme
some walk around not knowing how old they are growing
like robots not living the course they've been setting.
Can this be my wanting?
The place where I atone
Or is this my existing,
The place that was shown...
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Mar 2014 12:07pm
12th Mar 2014 12:07pm
Under The Bridge
I woke up from sleeping under the bridge
Homeless and broken with no one around
Thoughts echoed from weird places
From emptiness
Walking around hungry and shaken
With family gone and almost forgotten faces
Of good times and bad
Images, delusions that I didn’t deserve
And stolen away
There was nothing for me to do
But to go and wait in line
For food at the next bridge
But today no one was there
For this Christmas day
My present was desolation, loneliness, loss
And a moldy sandwich
I was so close to ending it...
Homeless and broken with no one around
Thoughts echoed from weird places
From emptiness
Walking around hungry and shaken
With family gone and almost forgotten faces
Of good times and bad
Images, delusions that I didn’t deserve
And stolen away
There was nothing for me to do
But to go and wait in line
For food at the next bridge
But today no one was there
For this Christmas day
My present was desolation, loneliness, loss
And a moldy sandwich
I was so close to ending it...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Mar 2014 12:02pm
12th Mar 2014 12:02pm
Feeling Free
I didn’t know where I was going
I didn’t know where I was
I didn’t even know who I was now
I just left it all behind
A new me, a new place, a new time
It seemed so futuristic yet presently
Like a long lost friend, a fresh breath
I felt redemption
Like a caged bird trapped by a mean owner
Whom would torment its animal
To say what it wants it to say
To make it obey even the most silly command
And to be seen and not heard
I was finally free, but was freedom like this?
To be sleeping in the bushes next to a parking garage...
I didn’t know where I was
I didn’t even know who I was now
I just left it all behind
A new me, a new place, a new time
It seemed so futuristic yet presently
Like a long lost friend, a fresh breath
I felt redemption
Like a caged bird trapped by a mean owner
Whom would torment its animal
To say what it wants it to say
To make it obey even the most silly command
And to be seen and not heard
I was finally free, but was freedom like this?
To be sleeping in the bushes next to a parking garage...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 12:31pm
10th Mar 2014 12:31pm
I AM THE WEAKEST ONE OF ALL
I am the weakest one of all
I was never picked to be on any team
I was never liked in any sport
I never did good in school
Or for anything that did matter
I never accomplished my goals
I never saw anything thru
I never tried to succeed
I never even tried
What use is there for me?
Where is my place?
What should I do?
Where should I go?
I don’t fit, I don’t belong
So depressed, so upset
To have tried so hard
Only to have failed again
Time after time it always seems
I'm served with failure, with loss
...
I was never picked to be on any team
I was never liked in any sport
I never did good in school
Or for anything that did matter
I never accomplished my goals
I never saw anything thru
I never tried to succeed
I never even tried
What use is there for me?
Where is my place?
What should I do?
Where should I go?
I don’t fit, I don’t belong
So depressed, so upset
To have tried so hard
Only to have failed again
Time after time it always seems
I'm served with failure, with loss
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 12:10pm
10th Mar 2014 12:10pm
Cheers of Silence
I am a knight in this sunlight
There are no hero's welcome
no chants and songs of glory
no parades of homecoming
but the loud cheers of silence
all the song writers are dead
the singers with the flute, drum and lyre
are gone
no one calling your name out loud
the name caller forgotten
the glory all departed
but the loud cheers of silence
Aye! Where is my battle standard?
Where is my horse to ride triumphantly?
Where my shield with is scrapes and dents
from hundreds of battles?
Or my sword that is stained red?
My...
There are no hero's welcome
no chants and songs of glory
no parades of homecoming
but the loud cheers of silence
all the song writers are dead
the singers with the flute, drum and lyre
are gone
no one calling your name out loud
the name caller forgotten
the glory all departed
but the loud cheers of silence
Aye! Where is my battle standard?
Where is my horse to ride triumphantly?
Where my shield with is scrapes and dents
from hundreds of battles?
Or my sword that is stained red?
My...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Feb 2014 12:47pm
27th Feb 2014 12:47pm
Great Loss
I once sat homeless on a park bench
Feeling the pain of great loss
Knowing what I did right and what I did wrong
And the sadness both have brought
In my hungry mind I kept thinking
Where did I go wrong
I sat again on that same bench another day
Feeling the same pain of great loss
Losing my love and the loves that went with her
Knowing I should have stood up to the wind
And told it to stop
Only to become a victim to its gale
And be blown away
I have recent been back together with my love
And the loves she brought back to my life...
Feeling the pain of great loss
Knowing what I did right and what I did wrong
And the sadness both have brought
In my hungry mind I kept thinking
Where did I go wrong
I sat again on that same bench another day
Feeling the same pain of great loss
Losing my love and the loves that went with her
Knowing I should have stood up to the wind
And told it to stop
Only to become a victim to its gale
And be blown away
I have recent been back together with my love
And the loves she brought back to my life...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
27th Feb 2014 12:41pm
27th Feb 2014 12:41pm
Can You Feel My Heart
Can you feel my heart?
My heart beats loud with the echo of my soul
My soul is crying into the well of my feelings
My feelings are over run with joy
My joy is that I found you again
Can you feel my heart?
My heart pumps my love into the veins
my veins flow wildly with every drop
my drops hold the violent electricity
my electricity loves your every touch
Can you feel my heart?
My heart thumps with great anticipation
My anticipation shakes me down to my bones
My bones rattle with excitement
My excitement is when I see you
...
My heart beats loud with the echo of my soul
My soul is crying into the well of my feelings
My feelings are over run with joy
My joy is that I found you again
Can you feel my heart?
My heart pumps my love into the veins
my veins flow wildly with every drop
my drops hold the violent electricity
my electricity loves your every touch
Can you feel my heart?
My heart thumps with great anticipation
My anticipation shakes me down to my bones
My bones rattle with excitement
My excitement is when I see you
...
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2014 1:39pm
21st Feb 2014 1:39pm
FEET
After I ran
Walking this path set before me
I am now homeless, for the first time
But I felt homeless all my life
My parents did not care where I slept
In the garage or on the couch
Maybe in the laundry room or no room at all
I lived out of a closet and had to wait until everyone left
So I can get to sleep on the couch
Now I ran and am walking a homeless path
I feel free but I am lost
I’m tired and hungry in this northern place
I’m watching my feet as I walk
Listening to In my Darkest Hour
I am in this darkness
I knew no one...
Walking this path set before me
I am now homeless, for the first time
But I felt homeless all my life
My parents did not care where I slept
In the garage or on the couch
Maybe in the laundry room or no room at all
I lived out of a closet and had to wait until everyone left
So I can get to sleep on the couch
Now I ran and am walking a homeless path
I feel free but I am lost
I’m tired and hungry in this northern place
I’m watching my feet as I walk
Listening to In my Darkest Hour
I am in this darkness
I knew no one...
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