Submissions by kmaaay (KM Mae.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2013 8:57am
24th May 2013 8:57am
rinse and repeat
we traded air between our lungs
and the warmth beneath our skin
as you exhaled three words
that had never been directed my way
and as you left that day
leaving me with your taste
I picked up your shirt
of bright patterns
and crinkles displaying the previous night
and washed it, so it was just like new
but with each return
your colours started to fade
until that night you said you were staying in
so I went out
and noticed you at the back of the club
in a bright new shirt
holding another girl
I froze as...
and the warmth beneath our skin
as you exhaled three words
that had never been directed my way
and as you left that day
leaving me with your taste
I picked up your shirt
of bright patterns
and crinkles displaying the previous night
and washed it, so it was just like new
but with each return
your colours started to fade
until that night you said you were staying in
so I went out
and noticed you at the back of the club
in a bright new shirt
holding another girl
I froze as...
100 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2013 7:05am
15th Apr 2013 7:05am
Summing up every morning with you.
When it comes to the point of my life where I die,
And my life is flashing before my eyes.
I hope God has screen shots saved over time,
Of every morning where we woke intertwined.
And my life is flashing before my eyes.
I hope God has screen shots saved over time,
Of every morning where we woke intertwined.
119 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Apr 2013 1:23pm
11th Apr 2013 1:23pm
On a hill with an old friend.
She said it hurt to smile,
But I never really knew how that felt
And she begged for someone get her out of her house
I guess I was looking for a friend too
So I invited her to my favourite hill
And it just happened to be hers too
I pondered about our lives
The distance and connection
The crossovers
Weighing up the odds of the circumstance
We were both here today, together
Amongst the view we rolled herbs
So eloquently
So it could persuade us
Things weren't so bad
We sat on that hill for...
But I never really knew how that felt
And she begged for someone get her out of her house
I guess I was looking for a friend too
So I invited her to my favourite hill
And it just happened to be hers too
I pondered about our lives
The distance and connection
The crossovers
Weighing up the odds of the circumstance
We were both here today, together
Amongst the view we rolled herbs
So eloquently
So it could persuade us
Things weren't so bad
We sat on that hill for...
112 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Apr 2013 6:22am
7th Apr 2013 6:22am
take it all back.
when did it begin,
the dying of our wanted sins
the moment where our shadows crossed
more frequently than our bodies touched
where our shining eyes that stared into longevity
became searchers and locators of infidelities
and the freckles on my face
that drew dot-to-dot hearts predicting our fate
shattered in the summer
as my skin burned
and healed into your return
we knew nonetheless nothing was there
but I tried again and covered my face bare
with the make up you bought me one time
to hide the broken hearts to keep...
the dying of our wanted sins
the moment where our shadows crossed
more frequently than our bodies touched
where our shining eyes that stared into longevity
became searchers and locators of infidelities
and the freckles on my face
that drew dot-to-dot hearts predicting our fate
shattered in the summer
as my skin burned
and healed into your return
we knew nonetheless nothing was there
but I tried again and covered my face bare
with the make up you bought me one time
to hide the broken hearts to keep...
126 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
5th Apr 2013 4:12am
5th Apr 2013 4:12am
Not a poem but just some ramblings
I hate the place in which I reside
I'm lost as to why
The people I live with are lovely
But I hate them too
The fact that they're so "organic" and for the world
But lack the process of placing the right items in the recycle
Maybe it's because they're messy
Or the fact their music drowns out mine
Maybe it's T.V that's so loud at night
So their fucks make no obvious sound
The room I have is huge
I hate that it's biggest I'v ever had
It's right next to the bathroom
That keeps me so endlessly awake
I can hear every...
I'm lost as to why
The people I live with are lovely
But I hate them too
The fact that they're so "organic" and for the world
But lack the process of placing the right items in the recycle
Maybe it's because they're messy
Or the fact their music drowns out mine
Maybe it's T.V that's so loud at night
So their fucks make no obvious sound
The room I have is huge
I hate that it's biggest I'v ever had
It's right next to the bathroom
That keeps me so endlessly awake
I can hear every...
89 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 10:22am
29th Mar 2013 10:22am
Poetry.
We're all just writing poetry
To hide subliminal messages
For that one person
We want to sit and decipher
But they never do
Because we're all so closed
To let any human of real importance
Read what we desperately want to admit
The words you so perfectly allow
To ooze from the chronicles
And chapters
Of the book shelved essays
Once trapped in your mind
So keep jotting down those flowing sentences
Reread and revise
But nothing of the content
Will ever impact the one you want
Unless you sign your name...
To hide subliminal messages
For that one person
We want to sit and decipher
But they never do
Because we're all so closed
To let any human of real importance
Read what we desperately want to admit
The words you so perfectly allow
To ooze from the chronicles
And chapters
Of the book shelved essays
Once trapped in your mind
So keep jotting down those flowing sentences
Reread and revise
But nothing of the content
Will ever impact the one you want
Unless you sign your name...
104 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2013 7:48am
23rd Mar 2013 7:48am
Art Students.
I walked into an arts school
And noticed a flock of sheep
Although they we're "individual"
They were all the same
The same vintage clothing
Found in a little shop
You wouldn't have heard of
Worn the same awkwardly way
The same fringes and coloured lips
The same boots, like a river of rocks
Stuck in the raging water
The recycled conversations on Salvador Dali
And student lectures in the history of pop culture
Finding deeper meanings into art
Which clearly has no intentions
The glorification of...
And noticed a flock of sheep
Although they we're "individual"
They were all the same
The same vintage clothing
Found in a little shop
You wouldn't have heard of
Worn the same awkwardly way
The same fringes and coloured lips
The same boots, like a river of rocks
Stuck in the raging water
The recycled conversations on Salvador Dali
And student lectures in the history of pop culture
Finding deeper meanings into art
Which clearly has no intentions
The glorification of...
103 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
12th Mar 2013 12:36pm
12th Mar 2013 12:36pm
I'll never be popular
I often sit, and it's sad to think
That people prefer a suggestive hint
That emotes their sexual drive
Even if it lacks to provide
Any real sense
Or suspense
A genuine thought
Or anything to be taught
Erotica sells to the horny teens
Old men with their hands in between
Their thighs, just like the women
And everyone else who'd rather condemn
Themselves in lust, in sex
What happened to the art of innocence
You're poems aren't worthy, till you write about cum
And the movements of his lowering tongue
The...
That people prefer a suggestive hint
That emotes their sexual drive
Even if it lacks to provide
Any real sense
Or suspense
A genuine thought
Or anything to be taught
Erotica sells to the horny teens
Old men with their hands in between
Their thighs, just like the women
And everyone else who'd rather condemn
Themselves in lust, in sex
What happened to the art of innocence
You're poems aren't worthy, till you write about cum
And the movements of his lowering tongue
The...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Mar 2013 7:05am
1st Mar 2013 7:05am
CPW
He knows what's happening next
By they way I softly kiss his neck
Add how my body demurely descends
past his collapsing chest
My gentle hands are usually a
frailty of innocence
As timidness offers the illuminate
of a greater suspense
There's always that one glance
That begets a true romance
Of eyes shining like fireflies
And stars twinkling against dark skies
As we rise to seal a kiss
In synced thoughts of wanting this
I fall past hips like hills
And dwell in the shivers of thrill
The leaves that hang...
By they way I softly kiss his neck
Add how my body demurely descends
past his collapsing chest
My gentle hands are usually a
frailty of innocence
As timidness offers the illuminate
of a greater suspense
There's always that one glance
That begets a true romance
Of eyes shining like fireflies
And stars twinkling against dark skies
As we rise to seal a kiss
In synced thoughts of wanting this
I fall past hips like hills
And dwell in the shivers of thrill
The leaves that hang...
382 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 7:15am
27th Feb 2013 7:15am
Most Butterflies.
Most butterflies use their beauty to attract a mate
While prettily sending panic
through the hierarchy of nature
All to survive another day; Acquire the next date
They use their wings
Patterned of colours from spring
To create a lovers spark
As fleeting moments pass
Ensuring the next generation
To carry on fake temptation
Of ornate eyes sprawled to protect
The birds and lizards abnormal neglect
A picturesque approach
To really boast
God crated them lucky
But not all...
While prettily sending panic
through the hierarchy of nature
All to survive another day; Acquire the next date
They use their wings
Patterned of colours from spring
To create a lovers spark
As fleeting moments pass
Ensuring the next generation
To carry on fake temptation
Of ornate eyes sprawled to protect
The birds and lizards abnormal neglect
A picturesque approach
To really boast
God crated them lucky
But not all...
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1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 1:56am
13th Feb 2013 1:56am
It was to early to apologise.
The lorikeets
around my school
would flock in numbers
to feed on discarded fruit
most of them were drunk by 7 o’clock
as they gorged on fermented produce
their flight was a little shaky
and vision not to clear
as they crashed into classroom windows
with a thump of unconsciousness
I was the only one bothered to save the drunken birds
and nurse them back to health
so they could return home
I guess I was like the lorikeets
although I wasn’t a rainbow bird
and I didn’t like to drink
so smoked...
around my school
would flock in numbers
to feed on discarded fruit
most of them were drunk by 7 o’clock
as they gorged on fermented produce
their flight was a little shaky
and vision not to clear
as they crashed into classroom windows
with a thump of unconsciousness
I was the only one bothered to save the drunken birds
and nurse them back to health
so they could return home
I guess I was like the lorikeets
although I wasn’t a rainbow bird
and I didn’t like to drink
so smoked...
122 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2013 8:44am
11th Feb 2013 8:44am
Jacaranda Trees
blooms of purples in the late spring
early summer
which was the time he had originally planned
to die
the bougainvilleas flourished in a
welcoming manner
as he held my hand
as loose as he did
we walked as a condescending pair
not really wanting to fight
but he argued his date
that was to be his death
and was expecting me to be left
with the waste scattered within my chest
stubbornly
I held his hand tight
tighter than I had before
you’re not leaving
the words flew up in the air
as I cast an innocent curse
I...
early summer
which was the time he had originally planned
to die
the bougainvilleas flourished in a
welcoming manner
as he held my hand
as loose as he did
we walked as a condescending pair
not really wanting to fight
but he argued his date
that was to be his death
and was expecting me to be left
with the waste scattered within my chest
stubbornly
I held his hand tight
tighter than I had before
you’re not leaving
the words flew up in the air
as I cast an innocent curse
I...
143 reads
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