Submissions by sharleea
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st May 2014 6:53am
31st May 2014 6:53am
My generation
Oh us poor baby boomers
All we seem to do is complain
We’ve had it the easiest of all
Other generations wish they had it the same
We’ve taken everything there is
Abused it til it became a law
Others nit picked everthing to death
Now nothing can have even one flaw!
Way back In high school
were some of the best days
Teachers used to party with us
No one went to jail if we were to get laid.
One year we got a Christmas tree
We traded for a lid of pot
It was a total of 4 fingers
Back then is what one got.
Then another time at the...
All we seem to do is complain
We’ve had it the easiest of all
Other generations wish they had it the same
We’ve taken everything there is
Abused it til it became a law
Others nit picked everthing to death
Now nothing can have even one flaw!
Way back In high school
were some of the best days
Teachers used to party with us
No one went to jail if we were to get laid.
One year we got a Christmas tree
We traded for a lid of pot
It was a total of 4 fingers
Back then is what one got.
Then another time at the...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st May 2014 6:38am
31st May 2014 6:38am
Dear God
Please dear God
I really need You in my life
I need You by my side
To end all of this strife.
I found me a job
One that I can do
And they want me to work
It’s one of the very few
But now I have a dark cloud
That is hanging over my head
My past is here to haunt me
it’s something I do dread
You know in Your heart
I am one of Your good sheep
And You know my heart
my love always runs deep.
But I lied to the man
And told him I’ve been good
If I had told him the truth
He might have gotten rude.
So I’m asking for Your...
I really need You in my life
I need You by my side
To end all of this strife.
I found me a job
One that I can do
And they want me to work
It’s one of the very few
But now I have a dark cloud
That is hanging over my head
My past is here to haunt me
it’s something I do dread
You know in Your heart
I am one of Your good sheep
And You know my heart
my love always runs deep.
But I lied to the man
And told him I’ve been good
If I had told him the truth
He might have gotten rude.
So I’m asking for Your...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th May 2014 1:52am
24th May 2014 1:52am
Limp Weenies or Dead Puppies?
Limp weenies and dead puppies
Are just about the same
They don’t do anything but lay there
They are a no win sort of game
When it comes to a dead puppy
They can still look kinda cute
a limp weenie looks like a wrinkled worm
That’s something no one can refute.
A dead puppy can still smell clean
A limp weenie more like a fish
Which one would I rather have
Neither can I make another wish?
Limp dicks also come with a surprise
Attached to it is a man
If he wants his weenie to work
You’re expected to lend him a hand.
Whereas dead...
Are just about the same
They don’t do anything but lay there
They are a no win sort of game
When it comes to a dead puppy
They can still look kinda cute
a limp weenie looks like a wrinkled worm
That’s something no one can refute.
A dead puppy can still smell clean
A limp weenie more like a fish
Which one would I rather have
Neither can I make another wish?
Limp dicks also come with a surprise
Attached to it is a man
If he wants his weenie to work
You’re expected to lend him a hand.
Whereas dead...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2014 1:22am
24th May 2014 1:22am
Friend or Foe
FRIEND OR FOE?
I’m suppose to believe you
you don’t keep your word
how can I trust you
It’s not funny it’s absurd!
I may take my time
I might be a little slow
My words are always true
They don’t come from down below.
You see I don’t have a problem
Even if the truth is ugly and rude
Then I have no right to have one
I’ll change my fucked up attitude.
You got to understand something
When you’re not honest with me
Nothing will ever come from this
How it is now, is the way it will be.
You told me to stop my plans
You promised...
I’m suppose to believe you
you don’t keep your word
how can I trust you
It’s not funny it’s absurd!
I may take my time
I might be a little slow
My words are always true
They don’t come from down below.
You see I don’t have a problem
Even if the truth is ugly and rude
Then I have no right to have one
I’ll change my fucked up attitude.
You got to understand something
When you’re not honest with me
Nothing will ever come from this
How it is now, is the way it will be.
You told me to stop my plans
You promised...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2014 5:00am
19th Feb 2014 5:00am
Liar Liar
You lie about this
You lie about that
You lie to yourself
You got yourself believing that you’re not fat.
Lying shows disrespect
Lying is fucking rude
If you told the truth just once
you could change your fucked up attitude.
Everything is bullshit
Is always a fucking lie
I call it oral diarrhea
Understand? Now you can see why.
When shit comes spewing forth
And you want to talk to me
Why should I talk to you?
You’re a waste of my time you see.
You think no one sees through
All the lies you have told
You lie when you don’t...
You lie about that
You lie to yourself
You got yourself believing that you’re not fat.
Lying shows disrespect
Lying is fucking rude
If you told the truth just once
you could change your fucked up attitude.
Everything is bullshit
Is always a fucking lie
I call it oral diarrhea
Understand? Now you can see why.
When shit comes spewing forth
And you want to talk to me
Why should I talk to you?
You’re a waste of my time you see.
You think no one sees through
All the lies you have told
You lie when you don’t...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 6:26am
3rd Nov 2013 6:26am
Put Your Feet in Your God's Shoes
I can't imagine how sad God must feel
as He watches His children from above.
He made all of us with total love in His heart
to save us He gave up His only son with love.
So here's a little exercise anyone can do -
put your feet in your God's shoes.
Now look down from a bird's eye view
tell me you'd be happy with what we all do!
It would go something like this:
14 yr. old Sally is now pregnant-had unprotected sex
Joe is now smashed drunk and beating up his 4th ex.
Billy is angry and is now brutally hitting his mother
Sam is being real stupid -...
as He watches His children from above.
He made all of us with total love in His heart
to save us He gave up His only son with love.
So here's a little exercise anyone can do -
put your feet in your God's shoes.
Now look down from a bird's eye view
tell me you'd be happy with what we all do!
It would go something like this:
14 yr. old Sally is now pregnant-had unprotected sex
Joe is now smashed drunk and beating up his 4th ex.
Billy is angry and is now brutally hitting his mother
Sam is being real stupid -...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 4:14am
3rd Nov 2013 4:14am
An Eye for an Eye
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
A dog for a dog
And a truth for a truth
A hard concept
For you to understand
It’s really simple
If you ever land.
You’re so high up
Your head in a cloud
I’m hurting inside
I’m crying out loud.
Is it really that hard for you to see
How everyday you are hurting me?
It’s like murder in the first degree.
I know you will never ever agree.
You have gone and broken my heart
I’m building up my walls again
Time for us to go our separate ways
Because you never will be a real friend
A tooth for a tooth
A dog for a dog
And a truth for a truth
A hard concept
For you to understand
It’s really simple
If you ever land.
You’re so high up
Your head in a cloud
I’m hurting inside
I’m crying out loud.
Is it really that hard for you to see
How everyday you are hurting me?
It’s like murder in the first degree.
I know you will never ever agree.
You have gone and broken my heart
I’m building up my walls again
Time for us to go our separate ways
Because you never will be a real friend
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Nov 2013 6:03am
1st Nov 2013 6:03am
Welcome to My World
It happened on a Sunday
I was living in Buena Park
The SSA had taken my son
I wasn’t happy like a lark.
So on that Sunday morning
I picked up a paper and a pen
Started writing a poem
My heart it needed to mend.
It went like this:
"God had His reasons for taking you away.
I don’t know what they are even though I may
He gave me a vision I didn’t understand
It was so far in the future but now He’s taking my hand
He’s showing me things that I was too blind to see
But He’s given me you to love and this has set me free.
During these...
I was living in Buena Park
The SSA had taken my son
I wasn’t happy like a lark.
So on that Sunday morning
I picked up a paper and a pen
Started writing a poem
My heart it needed to mend.
It went like this:
"God had His reasons for taking you away.
I don’t know what they are even though I may
He gave me a vision I didn’t understand
It was so far in the future but now He’s taking my hand
He’s showing me things that I was too blind to see
But He’s given me you to love and this has set me free.
During these...
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