Submissions by dimba8228
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2012 7:18am
3rd Jul 2012 7:18am
seasons
Staring out my window
I cannot help but notice the golden leaves gently falling.
s l o w ly and ever so softly
falling from the arms of the great, sagacious tree.
Indicating the arrival of a new season
and the fading of another.
the wondrous cycle of life..
where the leaf was once green, vibrant with passion. It was alive.
And now, it is but a faded residue of life that once was.
Are we just pawns in a game of a chess?
Just awaiting our demise?
like the dead leaves absorbing the wisdom of the wind as they flutter across the land,
It is only...
I cannot help but notice the golden leaves gently falling.
s l o w ly and ever so softly
falling from the arms of the great, sagacious tree.
Indicating the arrival of a new season
and the fading of another.
the wondrous cycle of life..
where the leaf was once green, vibrant with passion. It was alive.
And now, it is but a faded residue of life that once was.
Are we just pawns in a game of a chess?
Just awaiting our demise?
like the dead leaves absorbing the wisdom of the wind as they flutter across the land,
It is only...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Dec 2010 9:14pm
14th Dec 2010 9:14pm
home.
Is home a place where the heart dwells?
A place where memories linger
and cannot be demolished by time?
Or is home that place that dwells in the heart?
Where the past is the present
and the emotions of the days are permanent and never fade away.
Home.
that place where memories are clearer than the minute that just passed.
where moving forward is an issue.
and putting a foot in the past isnt.
for the whole body is taken aback.
as the sidewalk ends,
keep one foot in the abyss.
keep an eye on reality.
for the past is gone
even though...
A place where memories linger
and cannot be demolished by time?
Or is home that place that dwells in the heart?
Where the past is the present
and the emotions of the days are permanent and never fade away.
Home.
that place where memories are clearer than the minute that just passed.
where moving forward is an issue.
and putting a foot in the past isnt.
for the whole body is taken aback.
as the sidewalk ends,
keep one foot in the abyss.
keep an eye on reality.
for the past is gone
even though...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Dec 2010 9:11pm
14th Dec 2010 9:11pm
ENDLESS flapping ~
The butterflies are flapping their wings endlessly in her stomach, as they desperately try to escape.
The girl can no longer keep the red from taking over her face.
She smiles, because the feeling is too much for her to handle.
The butterflies won't stop,
They continue their flapping..
Only because the boy is still holding her cold hands in his.
She tries to hide it,
But her goosebumps give her away.
The look in her wide eyes gives her away.
At one point, the butterflies realize that they cannot escape
And so they begin to slow down
And...
The girl can no longer keep the red from taking over her face.
She smiles, because the feeling is too much for her to handle.
The butterflies won't stop,
They continue their flapping..
Only because the boy is still holding her cold hands in his.
She tries to hide it,
But her goosebumps give her away.
The look in her wide eyes gives her away.
At one point, the butterflies realize that they cannot escape
And so they begin to slow down
And...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
12th Dec 2010 00:04am
12th Dec 2010 00:04am
Today
Today was a dream
Like non I’ve ever seen.
It was about 12 in the afternoon,
While I walked in my hand was a spoon
And the other a cup of vanilla ice.
Across was a figure walking with life
Every step before her, was dead and unseen,
But every step behind, was colored with green.
On the floor and red on top of the stems
Up bright from the sun with sparks in descend.
The sky seemed low and blue,
And the birds chirped, sung, and flew.
On top of it all, a rainbow
Stood very tall colors in rows.
Right in the middle of all...
Like non I’ve ever seen.
It was about 12 in the afternoon,
While I walked in my hand was a spoon
And the other a cup of vanilla ice.
Across was a figure walking with life
Every step before her, was dead and unseen,
But every step behind, was colored with green.
On the floor and red on top of the stems
Up bright from the sun with sparks in descend.
The sky seemed low and blue,
And the birds chirped, sung, and flew.
On top of it all, a rainbow
Stood very tall colors in rows.
Right in the middle of all...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
19th Aug 2010 1:33am
19th Aug 2010 1:33am
Reflections
A girl looks down at a puddle and sees reflections smiling back at her.
Not one, but two.
She recognizes one.
The dark, soft curls. The dimpled smile. That look of hope etched in her wide hazel eyes. It was all too familiar.
The other, was a blur.
and just like that, both vanished as drops of rain began tumbling down, erasing the reflections from the waters once placid complexion.
The girl stood in the rain gazing into the broken reflections.
She allowed the water to pour over her.
Until her beautiful curls surrendered to the heaviness, until her smile...
Not one, but two.
She recognizes one.
The dark, soft curls. The dimpled smile. That look of hope etched in her wide hazel eyes. It was all too familiar.
The other, was a blur.
and just like that, both vanished as drops of rain began tumbling down, erasing the reflections from the waters once placid complexion.
The girl stood in the rain gazing into the broken reflections.
She allowed the water to pour over her.
Until her beautiful curls surrendered to the heaviness, until her smile...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jul 2010 4:34am
7th Jul 2010 4:34am
BreathLESS.
Wait. Will you let me catch my breath?
For I can no longer run , I can no longer feel my beating heart.
HeartLESS.
I am mindLESS.
Am I soulLESS?
For I cannot telll
Your words, these lines can send me off to an unknown place all on their own.
To a place of peace in a time of war. To a place where the endlessness has reached its end.
For the heart is the house built of paper,
The house built of cards.
For one gust of wind can tear it down, one spark is all it takes to set its passions into flames.
Love does exist, but I don't show it. ...
For I can no longer run , I can no longer feel my beating heart.
HeartLESS.
I am mindLESS.
Am I soulLESS?
For I cannot telll
Your words, these lines can send me off to an unknown place all on their own.
To a place of peace in a time of war. To a place where the endlessness has reached its end.
For the heart is the house built of paper,
The house built of cards.
For one gust of wind can tear it down, one spark is all it takes to set its passions into flames.
Love does exist, but I don't show it. ...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
7th Jul 2010 4:32am
7th Jul 2010 4:32am
BROKEN ROAD~
The journey home may be tough.
The road won't always be smooth, it might at times be rough.
So hold on to your hat.
Although the wind cannot blow away these thoughts, for in the mind they permanently sat.
The road may be broken
And the love may seem lost and stolen.
But it will always be here.
Your almost there, don't shed that tear.
for the journey is long.
And don't you worry the direction your walking isn't wrong.
For the stars above will guide you.
And to your heart the path will stay true.
So if you ever lose your way. ...
The road won't always be smooth, it might at times be rough.
So hold on to your hat.
Although the wind cannot blow away these thoughts, for in the mind they permanently sat.
The road may be broken
And the love may seem lost and stolen.
But it will always be here.
Your almost there, don't shed that tear.
for the journey is long.
And don't you worry the direction your walking isn't wrong.
For the stars above will guide you.
And to your heart the path will stay true.
So if you ever lose your way. ...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th Apr 2010 3:44am
28th Apr 2010 3:44am
The Placid Lake.
The lake.
The calmness of the water.
Its stillness falls upon the heart of the r e s t l e s s girl.
the restless s o u l.
Those empty spaces,
That unnquenchable void
are suspended in the cold waters, as she notices her
b r o k e n reflection staring back at her.
The emptiness seems endless as the tranquility of the lake is everlasting.
The silence, the calm of the empty spaces are suddenly disrupted as the boy
across the lake throws pebbles in the water.
The once placid lake is bombarded with ripples that echo endlessly throughout the clearness....
The calmness of the water.
Its stillness falls upon the heart of the r e s t l e s s girl.
the restless s o u l.
Those empty spaces,
That unnquenchable void
are suspended in the cold waters, as she notices her
b r o k e n reflection staring back at her.
The emptiness seems endless as the tranquility of the lake is everlasting.
The silence, the calm of the empty spaces are suddenly disrupted as the boy
across the lake throws pebbles in the water.
The once placid lake is bombarded with ripples that echo endlessly throughout the clearness....
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Apr 2010 4:52am
11th Apr 2010 4:52am
Set sail.
The time has finally arrived for her to set sail.
To leave that island that had imprisoned her in false hope.
That beautiful, captivating
yet decieving island.
She had been stranded in the sea of fallen hope for some time now.
Her heart, not strong enought to let go.
It had an unspeakable connection with the island.
Her heart sang the same song as the wind.
But the wind never shared its wings with her.
He acted like he would, but never did.
His unspoken promises, never carried out.
She lookes back
sad to leave its beauty, sad to leave its...
To leave that island that had imprisoned her in false hope.
That beautiful, captivating
yet decieving island.
She had been stranded in the sea of fallen hope for some time now.
Her heart, not strong enought to let go.
It had an unspeakable connection with the island.
Her heart sang the same song as the wind.
But the wind never shared its wings with her.
He acted like he would, but never did.
His unspoken promises, never carried out.
She lookes back
sad to leave its beauty, sad to leave its...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
10th Apr 2010 2:36am
10th Apr 2010 2:36am
Music of the Night,
The clouds on their journey
have left their f o o t p r i n t s
embedded in the stillness above.
They gracefully glide past the sun whose
ostentatious smile slowly begins to fade.
F a d e.
As jealousy of the moon forces its lips shut.
Beautiful, compelling.
the moon captivates the open minds.
The vulnerable hearts.
The mystery enveloped in its beauty calls forth the impending stars.
Stars, in awe, twinkle in contrast to the swallowing darkness of the sky.
The moon leaves behind its dwindling reflectionon the ocean,
as it lures the soul of...
have left their f o o t p r i n t s
embedded in the stillness above.
They gracefully glide past the sun whose
ostentatious smile slowly begins to fade.
F a d e.
As jealousy of the moon forces its lips shut.
Beautiful, compelling.
the moon captivates the open minds.
The vulnerable hearts.
The mystery enveloped in its beauty calls forth the impending stars.
Stars, in awe, twinkle in contrast to the swallowing darkness of the sky.
The moon leaves behind its dwindling reflectionon the ocean,
as it lures the soul of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Apr 2010 2:13am
10th Apr 2010 2:13am
Prisoner of Memories
Breathe in the white of the clouds.
Breathe out black from the foreboding storm.
Thoughts
Plummeting.
Bouncing off the walls of the shallow mind.
Mind spinning.
Spinning from exhaustion, in attempt to restrain the unwanted thoughts.
The dreaded memories.
The sudden weight strains the heavy heart,
As it relives the pain
Again and again
The heaviness taking the shape of words.
The emptiness taking the shape of images.
Together, they tighten a rope around the heart.
They leave as quickly as they came.
Just like that,...
Breathe out black from the foreboding storm.
Thoughts
Plummeting.
Bouncing off the walls of the shallow mind.
Mind spinning.
Spinning from exhaustion, in attempt to restrain the unwanted thoughts.
The dreaded memories.
The sudden weight strains the heavy heart,
As it relives the pain
Again and again
The heaviness taking the shape of words.
The emptiness taking the shape of images.
Together, they tighten a rope around the heart.
They leave as quickly as they came.
Just like that,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Apr 2010 11:51pm
6th Apr 2010 11:51pm
End.
The end has no end.
The end is simply the beginning.
Forever lost in a world where time is an illusion.
An illusion: A trick of the mind.
Can you see me?
Or am i also lost.
Lost, free-falling into a place of uncertainty.
A place of confusion.
Confusion, desire
My new best friends.
Best friends that i just can't seem to let go of.
I try to sing.
i try to dance.
But i am voiceLESS
MotionLESS
FaceLESS??
All i can do is breathe
In Out.
When did i fall into this hole in the universe?
In Out.
When in the world do I get...
The end is simply the beginning.
Forever lost in a world where time is an illusion.
An illusion: A trick of the mind.
Can you see me?
Or am i also lost.
Lost, free-falling into a place of uncertainty.
A place of confusion.
Confusion, desire
My new best friends.
Best friends that i just can't seem to let go of.
I try to sing.
i try to dance.
But i am voiceLESS
MotionLESS
FaceLESS??
All i can do is breathe
In Out.
When did i fall into this hole in the universe?
In Out.
When in the world do I get...
250 reads
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