Submissions by justindeankidson
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write.exactly what i feel at times. it's a sudden escape of great emotions.i do enjoy the darker poem.i love to see emotion and not just see.yet feel.all poets are amazing.just due to the fact that they sit down and write.to me it's a beauty to do so.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 7:24pm
15th Nov 2012 7:24pm
R.I.P
violin and cello..
play me a symphony..
depressed emotion..
help these tears fall..
silver lined clouds..
purple glare..
slight breeze..
as i walk on this white pebbled pathway..
violin and cello..
help these tears fall..
yet another spirit taken from this world..
{justin dean kidson poemz}
play me a symphony..
depressed emotion..
help these tears fall..
silver lined clouds..
purple glare..
slight breeze..
as i walk on this white pebbled pathway..
violin and cello..
help these tears fall..
yet another spirit taken from this world..
{justin dean kidson poemz}
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 7:14pm
15th Nov 2012 7:14pm
DEVIL
my bloodshot veins..
of this anger so tame..
what is it to you that I'm not the same..
hold your opinions within your mouth cavity..
or let me sew your cheeks together..
you're more wicked than me..
dear person..
burn in the velt of hell..
you self~righteous devil..
{by the way velt means a vast field of grass.. dried grass.. it's afrikaans ..}
{justin dean kidson poemz}
of this anger so tame..
what is it to you that I'm not the same..
hold your opinions within your mouth cavity..
or let me sew your cheeks together..
you're more wicked than me..
dear person..
burn in the velt of hell..
you self~righteous devil..
{by the way velt means a vast field of grass.. dried grass.. it's afrikaans ..}
{justin dean kidson poemz}
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Oct 2012 2:50pm
28th Oct 2012 2:50pm
SPEAK DEAR FRIEND
run,jump and then dive into the blue blue sea..
frankly just a way to get away from it all..
all the pain that I am willing to listen to..
few ever listened and in the end actually understood..
so now I shall stand and hear you out..
no one listened therefore I shall do so..
I shall listen..
speak it out.. speak to me my friend..
I refuse to judge you on your perspective..
yet honest opinion shall be shared..
yes there are differences in such..
speak your words and i promise i will try my best to understand you..
i care you see..
I refuse to...
frankly just a way to get away from it all..
all the pain that I am willing to listen to..
few ever listened and in the end actually understood..
so now I shall stand and hear you out..
no one listened therefore I shall do so..
I shall listen..
speak it out.. speak to me my friend..
I refuse to judge you on your perspective..
yet honest opinion shall be shared..
yes there are differences in such..
speak your words and i promise i will try my best to understand you..
i care you see..
I refuse to...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Oct 2012 2:37pm
28th Oct 2012 2:37pm
SUN I WANT RAIN
sun please don't shine oh dear..
bring us the crystal rain drops from above..
why are some so ungrateful of such?..
why can some not accept the rain?..
and the calm droplets crashing so deathly..
sun please don't shine..
yes i love you..
yet my eyes long for crystal light shimmers..
across the sky and dew drops upon the soft yet sharp grass..
rain please fall and show us your beauty..
[justin dean kidson poemz]
bring us the crystal rain drops from above..
why are some so ungrateful of such?..
why can some not accept the rain?..
and the calm droplets crashing so deathly..
sun please don't shine..
yes i love you..
yet my eyes long for crystal light shimmers..
across the sky and dew drops upon the soft yet sharp grass..
rain please fall and show us your beauty..
[justin dean kidson poemz]
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Oct 2012 4:03pm
26th Oct 2012 4:03pm
ANGELS OF THE HAUNTED SEA..
I am sitting on a cloud..
It rains for days..
I fall for a thousand days..
I fall for a thousand nights..
Into the crystal blue sea..
I'm sinking deeper and deeper..
It becomes darker and darker..
I see angles surround me..
Tears are falling from the angels eyes..
They circle me ,they surround me..
They have pure black eyes..
Pure white faces..
Black streamed hair floating..
Floating under a thousand seas..
They move close towards me..
The one angel speaks..
"You have fallen"..
Another angel then speaks.....
It rains for days..
I fall for a thousand days..
I fall for a thousand nights..
Into the crystal blue sea..
I'm sinking deeper and deeper..
It becomes darker and darker..
I see angles surround me..
Tears are falling from the angels eyes..
They circle me ,they surround me..
They have pure black eyes..
Pure white faces..
Black streamed hair floating..
Floating under a thousand seas..
They move close towards me..
The one angel speaks..
"You have fallen"..
Another angel then speaks.....
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Oct 2012 2:27pm
26th Oct 2012 2:27pm
EVIL NIGHT
Wolves cry..
I can see their eyes surround us..
An evil night spent with you..
Cemetery at sun down..
We lay and kiss each others blood lips..
Oh demonic angel sacrifice me..
Cut me with your rusted blades..
That sit in your broken chest..
With your dried blood upon each groove of the blade..
Cut my wrists with abundant slits..
Carve your name into my flesh dear..
Lick the blood from me demonic angel..
Die with me.. Let's die together..
While our blood seeps out to the outside world..
(Justin dean Kidson poemz)
I can see their eyes surround us..
An evil night spent with you..
Cemetery at sun down..
We lay and kiss each others blood lips..
Oh demonic angel sacrifice me..
Cut me with your rusted blades..
That sit in your broken chest..
With your dried blood upon each groove of the blade..
Cut my wrists with abundant slits..
Carve your name into my flesh dear..
Lick the blood from me demonic angel..
Die with me.. Let's die together..
While our blood seeps out to the outside world..
(Justin dean Kidson poemz)
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2012 7:02pm
25th Oct 2012 7:02pm
MISS YOU..
hands collide.. creating a sphere..
picture perfect moments..
I will be there for you to hold..
just hold me as tight as I am holding you..
feelings that cannot be denied..
tears that fall from a single thought of living without you..
each moment.. my heart is deprived..
if my presence does not encounter your embrace..
the heart hurts all so much..
I'll walk all the way just to see your face..
i miss you..
I honestly do..
[Justin Dean kidson poemz]
picture perfect moments..
I will be there for you to hold..
just hold me as tight as I am holding you..
feelings that cannot be denied..
tears that fall from a single thought of living without you..
each moment.. my heart is deprived..
if my presence does not encounter your embrace..
the heart hurts all so much..
I'll walk all the way just to see your face..
i miss you..
I honestly do..
[Justin Dean kidson poemz]
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2012 6:45pm
25th Oct 2012 6:45pm
PLACES
this is where it ends..
the beginning has passed..
no time for blaming anyone..
it's up to me now..
I have to get it together..
and I will find a way..
one step at a time..
and I'll be just fine..
you don't have to worry..
I'll make it out alive..
this is where it starts..
beginning of a new way..
a world full of parts..
pieces that are made..
and I will run and run to the horizon..
just to see the light..
and if you are there just to smile..
that's all I could ask for..
i can't refuse to copy your way..
simple stage...
the beginning has passed..
no time for blaming anyone..
it's up to me now..
I have to get it together..
and I will find a way..
one step at a time..
and I'll be just fine..
you don't have to worry..
I'll make it out alive..
this is where it starts..
beginning of a new way..
a world full of parts..
pieces that are made..
and I will run and run to the horizon..
just to see the light..
and if you are there just to smile..
that's all I could ask for..
i can't refuse to copy your way..
simple stage...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Oct 2012 8:10pm
24th Oct 2012 8:10pm
LOW BATTERY
I am low battery..
feel as if there is nothing i can do..
feel as if my electrons have run dry..
I am low battery..
and for everyday I get through..
the following days i find even harder..
I am low battery..
at times i don't in the end understand why..
and at times I know what the weights are..
I am low battery..
if only I had a station to recharge me..
recharge my heart sore being..
everyday,everyday more and more weight..
pressure,pressure that i have endured..
I am low battery.. oh dear oh dear.. recharge me..
recharge my low...
feel as if there is nothing i can do..
feel as if my electrons have run dry..
I am low battery..
and for everyday I get through..
the following days i find even harder..
I am low battery..
at times i don't in the end understand why..
and at times I know what the weights are..
I am low battery..
if only I had a station to recharge me..
recharge my heart sore being..
everyday,everyday more and more weight..
pressure,pressure that i have endured..
I am low battery.. oh dear oh dear.. recharge me..
recharge my low...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Oct 2012 7:59pm
24th Oct 2012 7:59pm
THE SILENCED ONE
yes I am that one in the corner of the class..
watching my fellow rivals..
and their actions towards others..
some hiding how they feel by smiling..
and others overwhelmed in the glory of music..
sweet symphonies to the ears..
and others simply silenced and in doubt..
who would you walk up to?..
the one who needs you?..
or the one who doesn't really care at all..
you don't want to be seen by those who judge the down..
you don;t want them to see you with the down..
i know i would walk up to myself and say hello..
yet i can't..
if only...
watching my fellow rivals..
and their actions towards others..
some hiding how they feel by smiling..
and others overwhelmed in the glory of music..
sweet symphonies to the ears..
and others simply silenced and in doubt..
who would you walk up to?..
the one who needs you?..
or the one who doesn't really care at all..
you don't want to be seen by those who judge the down..
you don;t want them to see you with the down..
i know i would walk up to myself and say hello..
yet i can't..
if only...
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