Submissions by trxppy_ja (NXGHTOWL)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Sep 2014 6:02am
7th Sep 2014 6:02am
The love of a mother
They say the love of a mother is,
Like no other.
But what about the lies of a mother?
What about the shitty nights,
Spent wondering why the fuck you have to go through this.
I put the blade to my wrist,
But I know it's not even worth it.
Because she can hurt me,
But what's the point in hurting myself.
To scar my already scarred skin,
Add to the pain,
Add to the ugly.
I will cry my eyes out,
Before bed,
After.
But I will not let her see.
I will not let her know of my pain,
Because it will bring her pain.
And...
Like no other.
But what about the lies of a mother?
What about the shitty nights,
Spent wondering why the fuck you have to go through this.
I put the blade to my wrist,
But I know it's not even worth it.
Because she can hurt me,
But what's the point in hurting myself.
To scar my already scarred skin,
Add to the pain,
Add to the ugly.
I will cry my eyes out,
Before bed,
After.
But I will not let her see.
I will not let her know of my pain,
Because it will bring her pain.
And...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2014 11:52am
5th Sep 2014 11:52am
Indigenous
I cry for a people,
Once forgotten.
My ancestors,
Or maybe even not.
The people found on my land.
A people 'discovered'
And wiped out,
By brutal, inhumane force.
A people only viewed as pawns,
For the wealth of their land.
A people so kind and gentle,
To only give of their crown as gifts,
Of peace.
And to have their trust broken down,
and turned into nothing.
To be forced into a religion so foreign,
To be enslaved on their own land.
A people only spoken about in the classroom,
As if, they aren't important...
Once forgotten.
My ancestors,
Or maybe even not.
The people found on my land.
A people 'discovered'
And wiped out,
By brutal, inhumane force.
A people only viewed as pawns,
For the wealth of their land.
A people so kind and gentle,
To only give of their crown as gifts,
Of peace.
And to have their trust broken down,
and turned into nothing.
To be forced into a religion so foreign,
To be enslaved on their own land.
A people only spoken about in the classroom,
As if, they aren't important...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Aug 2014 6:31am
9th Aug 2014 6:31am
(Not) Guilty
Between the hours of 12 and 4am you claim that I have met the real you,
Even though silence prevailed dominantly during those sacred hours.
The hours that I held on to.
Silence much like a court room,
when the judge is about to give his sentence and everyone holds their breath,
waiting...
That's what they say love is though,
Being comfortable with you,
Even if it's just in silence.
But I would not be accused of such things,
As love.
I would not be charged with such false allegations,
Because I do...
Even though silence prevailed dominantly during those sacred hours.
The hours that I held on to.
Silence much like a court room,
when the judge is about to give his sentence and everyone holds their breath,
waiting...
That's what they say love is though,
Being comfortable with you,
Even if it's just in silence.
But I would not be accused of such things,
As love.
I would not be charged with such false allegations,
Because I do...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Jul 2014 7:08pm
1st Jul 2014 7:08pm
the difference between us
I can see what the weed does to you
You call me at 3am
High as a bird
You want me to be your Mary Jane
But we both know I can never give you that high
All your problems 'gone' from that one spliff
But I'm here listening as you rant on your rooftop
About the shit life you live
And I will never understand because
Swimming pools in our backyards
Are what separate us
You as a ghetto youth, me as a rich kid
Your marijuana dreams are what keep us separated
Because I'm straight edge
But you don't know...
You call me at 3am
High as a bird
You want me to be your Mary Jane
But we both know I can never give you that high
All your problems 'gone' from that one spliff
But I'm here listening as you rant on your rooftop
About the shit life you live
And I will never understand because
Swimming pools in our backyards
Are what separate us
You as a ghetto youth, me as a rich kid
Your marijuana dreams are what keep us separated
Because I'm straight edge
But you don't know...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jul 2014 6:06am
1st Jul 2014 6:06am
unwashable bedsheets
love in these unwashable bed sheets
i try to forget about you
and the nights we spent together
but i can't
and it kills me
i remember how we said forever
but forever ended a long time ago
and i guess i misunderstood your
meaning that was in between the lines
that i would love you forever
even if we weren't together
i guess thats why
i still cry desperately in these bedsheets
as i try to get my heart back
from you
the one that fucked me over
i try to forget about you
and the nights we spent together
but i can't
and it kills me
i remember how we said forever
but forever ended a long time ago
and i guess i misunderstood your
meaning that was in between the lines
that i would love you forever
even if we weren't together
i guess thats why
i still cry desperately in these bedsheets
as i try to get my heart back
from you
the one that fucked me over
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2014 8:53pm
21st Jun 2014 8:53pm
silence
i do not need a pastor nor preacher
to lead me in negro spirituals
or choruses that have lost all meaning
i do not need a teacher to guide me in meditation
to prove that i am thankful for this earth
i just need the silence
the sound of nature and this earth
that is enough for me to know of a higher deity
whether He is called Jah, God or Spirit
whether you worship 10 or 1
religion does not interest me
just the knowing what is right from wrong
and trusting in this higher deity
spirituality is what we need
because...
to lead me in negro spirituals
or choruses that have lost all meaning
i do not need a teacher to guide me in meditation
to prove that i am thankful for this earth
i just need the silence
the sound of nature and this earth
that is enough for me to know of a higher deity
whether He is called Jah, God or Spirit
whether you worship 10 or 1
religion does not interest me
just the knowing what is right from wrong
and trusting in this higher deity
spirituality is what we need
because...
62 reads
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