Submissions by Panda-Paw (UrbanPoe)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An amateur by the very meaning. My words are simple and used, but I like to pretend that I am able to put them into a context which appeals to the reader anyhow.
SELF POEM
Published
29th Oct 2013 8:00pm
29th Oct 2013 8:00pm
Where?
Seven dreams.
Seven streams.
Seven paths to walk.
I feel like I am standing still in my mind. With my seven choices, I am overwhelmed. I am frightened. I look for you in my frantic panic, because you are so much more sensible. Finding you is finding me. But you are no where to be found. I have my own responsibility. I have my own response.
So I'm closing my eyes to find ease, and dreams of falling - because the falling are free. In a free fall, the thoughts will not have control. Everything is so monotone and without lively rhythm. How am I supposed...
Seven streams.
Seven paths to walk.
I feel like I am standing still in my mind. With my seven choices, I am overwhelmed. I am frightened. I look for you in my frantic panic, because you are so much more sensible. Finding you is finding me. But you are no where to be found. I have my own responsibility. I have my own response.
So I'm closing my eyes to find ease, and dreams of falling - because the falling are free. In a free fall, the thoughts will not have control. Everything is so monotone and without lively rhythm. How am I supposed...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Oct 2013 8:27pm
28th Oct 2013 8:27pm
Trouble Will Find Me
I tried to get a hold,
tried to get a grip.
Tried to find my place,
to not let it slip.
But it all crashed,
it came tumbling down.
Removed my happy face,
and replaced it with a frown
There are so many battles that I've fought.
Some that I've won,
many that I've lost
I look the mirror,
hating what I see
Very disappointed that the one I see is me.
tried to get a grip.
Tried to find my place,
to not let it slip.
But it all crashed,
it came tumbling down.
Removed my happy face,
and replaced it with a frown
There are so many battles that I've fought.
Some that I've won,
many that I've lost
I look the mirror,
hating what I see
Very disappointed that the one I see is me.
49 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
9th Oct 2012 1:35am
9th Oct 2012 1:35am
Underground
It's a crowded, smoke filled place,
With loud sounds crashing over me like a wave.
Hectic lights blind my eyes, and I stumble with shaking legs.
I feel like my soul and body tries to renege.
Some says this is life, others says this is death,
But there's something about this place that I cannot forget.
Its a place full of stress and it weights me down,
But these neon lights feels like the goldest crown.
People here are full of lust, its hidden in their smiles,
Want to let go of all control, but myself I must compile,
Accept a flatter, smile...
With loud sounds crashing over me like a wave.
Hectic lights blind my eyes, and I stumble with shaking legs.
I feel like my soul and body tries to renege.
Some says this is life, others says this is death,
But there's something about this place that I cannot forget.
Its a place full of stress and it weights me down,
But these neon lights feels like the goldest crown.
People here are full of lust, its hidden in their smiles,
Want to let go of all control, but myself I must compile,
Accept a flatter, smile...
118 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2012 1:02am
9th Oct 2012 1:02am
When Enough
Wrap my body up in bubblewrath, so I'll have no more bruises.
Wrap my heart in iron, so you cannot lift and use it.
Wrap my mind in arrogance, so I won't be left all sore
Wrap my tears in cotton white, so it'll hide the pain I endure.
Wrap my heart in iron, so you cannot lift and use it.
Wrap my mind in arrogance, so I won't be left all sore
Wrap my tears in cotton white, so it'll hide the pain I endure.
84 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
7th May 2012 12:54pm
7th May 2012 12:54pm
Free
Have you ever wanted to be something so unimpressing as a plasticbag?
Yeah, of course I realize that this isn't exactly the greatest compliment; to be compared to something made entirely of plastic, used to contain other people's crap... Its not like I want to be artificial. But really... Have you never envied the object for it's ability to simply drift away, carried by just a light wave of a breeze?
Have you never envied it for lingering in the rays of the sun, lazily and contently?
I want to feel nature. I want to get carried away and dance with the wind, I want to bathe in...
Yeah, of course I realize that this isn't exactly the greatest compliment; to be compared to something made entirely of plastic, used to contain other people's crap... Its not like I want to be artificial. But really... Have you never envied the object for it's ability to simply drift away, carried by just a light wave of a breeze?
Have you never envied it for lingering in the rays of the sun, lazily and contently?
I want to feel nature. I want to get carried away and dance with the wind, I want to bathe in...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jan 2012 8:13am
6th Jan 2012 8:13am
Find Me
Baby, come a little closer,
Oh, oh, oh.
I saw a glint in your eyes, just a moment ago,
A beautiful colour; a wonderful glow.
Wrap your arms around me, let me feel your frame,
'Cause without you this world feels so strange.
Your voice is soft, like talking to a child,
Your heartbeat in my ears; a music so mild.
So, baby, come closer - please be mine.
Oh, oh, oh.
I saw a glint in your eyes, just a moment ago,
A beautiful colour; a wonderful glow.
Wrap your arms around me, let me feel your frame,
'Cause without you this world feels so strange.
Your voice is soft, like talking to a child,
Your heartbeat in my ears; a music so mild.
So, baby, come closer - please be mine.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Dec 2011 12:41pm
16th Dec 2011 12:41pm
I Still Remember...
Remember when we met down by the water in the middle of the night? How we talked for hours about space, earth and everything in between? You would always wear a wry smile, glancing at the shimmering stars. A thoughtful, but content look would grace your face as you parted plumb lips to speak.
"Heaven must be an awfully dull place if your best friends end up elsewhere. Say, if you were to die before me, ask if you could bring a friend!"
You would say just that with the wry smile of yours and the amused spark in your eyes. Just then silence would fall upon us. It is still a...
"Heaven must be an awfully dull place if your best friends end up elsewhere. Say, if you were to die before me, ask if you could bring a friend!"
You would say just that with the wry smile of yours and the amused spark in your eyes. Just then silence would fall upon us. It is still a...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2011 11:12pm
11th Dec 2011 11:12pm
Never Trust A Telltale
Hey hey hey… I have a secret!
If I tell you… Will you keep it safe?
Locked away with your own secrets, down in the basement of your heart? Will you treasure it for me, just like I treasure you?
Or will you spill it out, like a wild river going abroad its bays? Like an avalanche on a devilish mountain, fooling everybody with it's white innocence and beauty?
In the end… Would you be the very one I should have kept this secret from?
If I tell you… Will you keep it safe?
Locked away with your own secrets, down in the basement of your heart? Will you treasure it for me, just like I treasure you?
Or will you spill it out, like a wild river going abroad its bays? Like an avalanche on a devilish mountain, fooling everybody with it's white innocence and beauty?
In the end… Would you be the very one I should have kept this secret from?
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2011 1:29pm
2nd Aug 2011 1:29pm
Powerful Words
The silence is noisy, roaring between you and I. It is almost unbearable. So frightening noisy, it scares the hell out of me, making my body tremble unwillingly.
But then your lips part to mumble some of the most powerful words in the world. The words of an apology. They cut through all the noise, like a sharpened knife cutting through melting butter. Your voice is like the sound of a thousand waves, fighting against a small boat in a storm.
Is that little boat me? Your voice splash over me - I can't feel my heartbeat anymore.
For a moment, there is only the numb...
But then your lips part to mumble some of the most powerful words in the world. The words of an apology. They cut through all the noise, like a sharpened knife cutting through melting butter. Your voice is like the sound of a thousand waves, fighting against a small boat in a storm.
Is that little boat me? Your voice splash over me - I can't feel my heartbeat anymore.
For a moment, there is only the numb...
205 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Apr 2011 7:24am
26th Apr 2011 7:24am
Useful
Please awake me from this nightmare.
Please, say that you care.
That you feel my pain, my tears, my sorrow.
That you’ll still be here tomorrow.
To hold my hand, my heart, my comfort,
To make sure that I stay unhurt?
I know I'm selfish for keeping you close,
I know it hurts you the most.
I thought it would change along the road,
But our love is still a complicated code.
My dear, I know you can't say no,
When my pleading words come in a row.
I just can't seem to stop my lips,
As they are fighting to be near his.
Please, say that you care.
That you feel my pain, my tears, my sorrow.
That you’ll still be here tomorrow.
To hold my hand, my heart, my comfort,
To make sure that I stay unhurt?
I know I'm selfish for keeping you close,
I know it hurts you the most.
I thought it would change along the road,
But our love is still a complicated code.
My dear, I know you can't say no,
When my pleading words come in a row.
I just can't seem to stop my lips,
As they are fighting to be near his.
180 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Apr 2011 6:16pm
25th Apr 2011 6:16pm
The Lost Soul That Is Me
When colorfull souls die in the end,
Where will they rest?
When high-class people loose their mind,
Who of us is best?
Seen from a demon's perspective,
None is as good as I.
But when I look myself in the mirror,
I wish that I could cry.
Where will they rest?
When high-class people loose their mind,
Who of us is best?
Seen from a demon's perspective,
None is as good as I.
But when I look myself in the mirror,
I wish that I could cry.
184 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2011 7:50pm
20th Mar 2011 7:50pm
The Rolling Stone
I once stepped on a rolling stone,
Being far away from the safety of home.
I once got lost in the deep, dark woods,
But found a meadow filled with monkshoods.
I laid among these fresh, purple flowers,
Uncaring about all the passing hours.
I watched the sunrays disappear,
Turning the meadow to a landscape so austere.
I stood up and wanted to run away,
I had to flee and somehow make my escape.
I stumbled my path over rocks and stones,
And ripped my clothes on wild growing thorns.
I fled from trees, plants and their wild...
Being far away from the safety of home.
I once got lost in the deep, dark woods,
But found a meadow filled with monkshoods.
I laid among these fresh, purple flowers,
Uncaring about all the passing hours.
I watched the sunrays disappear,
Turning the meadow to a landscape so austere.
I stood up and wanted to run away,
I had to flee and somehow make my escape.
I stumbled my path over rocks and stones,
And ripped my clothes on wild growing thorns.
I fled from trees, plants and their wild...
187 reads
6 Comments
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