Submissions by voiceofnowords
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am nothing but a amateur writing what I believe makes sense. Not for anyone am I writing for, only for myself.
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Jul 2014 4:38am
13th Jul 2014 4:38am
IRMA
Its been seven years- I just found you- Finally.
But I still feel like you can hurt me- making me feel so fragile inside.
You never said I'm Sorry, you never tried- then again I never fully forgave you.
Because I always wanted you to die.
But I still feel like you can hurt me- making me feel so fragile inside.
You never said I'm Sorry, you never tried- then again I never fully forgave you.
Because I always wanted you to die.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
4th Jul 2014 4:57am
4th Jul 2014 4:57am
Eight.
I was eight.
You looked me straight into my eyes-- saying the words that would stick with me forever.
"I don't Love you Anymore."
I was eight--it hit me down to the core
of what brought my happiness--
After that-- I wasn't that princess I thought you praised,
with pink and glitter everywhere.
I was a nobody-- I felt you nowhere.
I was a way from you- Taken.
I thought you were mistaken.
But that wasn't the truth you hid from me--
The truth was that you meant it.
I was 11...
You looked me straight into my eyes-- saying the words that would stick with me forever.
"I don't Love you Anymore."
I was eight--it hit me down to the core
of what brought my happiness--
After that-- I wasn't that princess I thought you praised,
with pink and glitter everywhere.
I was a nobody-- I felt you nowhere.
I was a way from you- Taken.
I thought you were mistaken.
But that wasn't the truth you hid from me--
The truth was that you meant it.
I was 11...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jun 2014 5:38am
19th Jun 2014 5:38am
Right between You and I
We were both a last chance for romance.
Both amateurs with no experience of keeping someone from first glance.
We were both unexpected, carrying passions, weird fetishes and demeaning traits we kept to ourselves.
But we said "Hi," we kept conversations flowing, expecting only a friendship only discovering we were lost books on a dusty book shelves-----
fluttering with words like no other and a story untold.
Without knowing, we were giving each other, each our soul.
We were trusting, which wasn't a trait we give others from...
Both amateurs with no experience of keeping someone from first glance.
We were both unexpected, carrying passions, weird fetishes and demeaning traits we kept to ourselves.
But we said "Hi," we kept conversations flowing, expecting only a friendship only discovering we were lost books on a dusty book shelves-----
fluttering with words like no other and a story untold.
Without knowing, we were giving each other, each our soul.
We were trusting, which wasn't a trait we give others from...
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Mar 2014 4:22am
17th Mar 2014 4:22am
Fallin'
Look at this state where I lie
Trying to wake up, from falling so high
I am asleep from falling through the stars in the sky
I wake up from the brink of death from the lights
Minutes away from catching my breath
I've never been so sure wanting my death
Reaching the ground with a fatal blow
Crossing my heart with a desire to know
Why the pain crosses paths with you
The only thing in my life that
I thought was true...
Trying to wake up, from falling so high
I am asleep from falling through the stars in the sky
I wake up from the brink of death from the lights
Minutes away from catching my breath
I've never been so sure wanting my death
Reaching the ground with a fatal blow
Crossing my heart with a desire to know
Why the pain crosses paths with you
The only thing in my life that
I thought was true...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2014 10:06pm
19th Jan 2014 10:06pm
Breath of Life
I thought so many things.
I felt the life falling through my
fingers, a breath a way shunning
my soul within me.
Death was the only solution.
Until I felt a hand touch my neck
and pull my face to his. His Eyes
Pulled the faith inside of me again.
His breath became mine
and my life became his.
Because of those Eyes...
...I wanted to live again.
I felt the life falling through my
fingers, a breath a way shunning
my soul within me.
Death was the only solution.
Until I felt a hand touch my neck
and pull my face to his. His Eyes
Pulled the faith inside of me again.
His breath became mine
and my life became his.
Because of those Eyes...
...I wanted to live again.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Nov 2013 11:30pm
3rd Nov 2013 11:30pm
Young & Beautiful
I never knew that being in a typical class was to bring the most precious moments of my life.
I sat there and listened to the teacher as she explained things that we would probably forget later in life.
I heard something come out from what I thought was the air.
A lyric, a message, a note of some kind...
"What kind of music are you listening too?", I asked to a boy in white headphones.
"Japanese Rock." He said, I though he said Spanish but he still struck as a interest.
He was studying Japanese, writing and speaking it. Words in fragments,...
I sat there and listened to the teacher as she explained things that we would probably forget later in life.
I heard something come out from what I thought was the air.
A lyric, a message, a note of some kind...
"What kind of music are you listening too?", I asked to a boy in white headphones.
"Japanese Rock." He said, I though he said Spanish but he still struck as a interest.
He was studying Japanese, writing and speaking it. Words in fragments,...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Oct 2013 2:02am
30th Oct 2013 2:02am
mine
Feel me inside and out.
As your lips,so soft touch me with a spark everywhere all around.
Your voice burns me from the fire we make.
So dangerous yet exciting.
We are to young to know that this will be the last time we will ever be together.
The feeling of dying makes this night even so better.
Because we embrace ourselves as if we are the sky and the stars.
Making each other beautiful.
SO beautiful and so real.
This isn't a dream
nothing so serene
but a Reality.
I am touching you
You are touching me.
We are under...
As your lips,so soft touch me with a spark everywhere all around.
Your voice burns me from the fire we make.
So dangerous yet exciting.
We are to young to know that this will be the last time we will ever be together.
The feeling of dying makes this night even so better.
Because we embrace ourselves as if we are the sky and the stars.
Making each other beautiful.
SO beautiful and so real.
This isn't a dream
nothing so serene
but a Reality.
I am touching you
You are touching me.
We are under...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Oct 2013 10:34pm
27th Oct 2013 10:34pm
Thorns
This branch of thorns has no roses.
Its full of just green leaves.
Nothing to bloom right on it.
Just plain bugs and fleas.
It is an outcast a freak plant
of some kind.
No one to cherish it.
No one to call it "Mine."
So it withers away heartbroken.
unable to change who it is.
Instead dies away in Its tears soak en.
wet and deprived.
No one noticing this beautiful plant
has died.
Its full of just green leaves.
Nothing to bloom right on it.
Just plain bugs and fleas.
It is an outcast a freak plant
of some kind.
No one to cherish it.
No one to call it "Mine."
So it withers away heartbroken.
unable to change who it is.
Instead dies away in Its tears soak en.
wet and deprived.
No one noticing this beautiful plant
has died.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
29th Sep 2013 7:40am
29th Sep 2013 7:40am
A breven Heart
It wasn't the entirety of it all
it was the acceptance of the speech
that whistled through my heart.
Spoke of it with a thistle that brought a thorn
to the stitches of my heart.
Releasing everything from the stitch to the blood
and to the insides all around.
Snatching away the hatred left.
And putting to rest the demons haunting me.
Capturing the moment of when we first met.
And letting it embrace every sentiment-
from the first kiss to the first words that
"I Love You" was said.
Now capture me some more, and...
it was the acceptance of the speech
that whistled through my heart.
Spoke of it with a thistle that brought a thorn
to the stitches of my heart.
Releasing everything from the stitch to the blood
and to the insides all around.
Snatching away the hatred left.
And putting to rest the demons haunting me.
Capturing the moment of when we first met.
And letting it embrace every sentiment-
from the first kiss to the first words that
"I Love You" was said.
Now capture me some more, and...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2013 3:26am
16th Aug 2013 3:26am
Overwhelming Soul
I hate this feeling that dwells inside of me.
It stays and consumes my soul.
Once I thought this was the only side of me.
Until an everlasting hope spoke a secret I was never told.
I was scared that this hope was full lies.
Something so unreal,so untrue.
The truth is in this feeling, my tears, my cries.
I didn't want to believe in something that could make me such a fool.
So I ignored that 'truth' and we went our separate ways.
But something missing was still there that even this feeling couldn't replace.
So I let go of the pain, the...
It stays and consumes my soul.
Once I thought this was the only side of me.
Until an everlasting hope spoke a secret I was never told.
I was scared that this hope was full lies.
Something so unreal,so untrue.
The truth is in this feeling, my tears, my cries.
I didn't want to believe in something that could make me such a fool.
So I ignored that 'truth' and we went our separate ways.
But something missing was still there that even this feeling couldn't replace.
So I let go of the pain, the...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
27th Jul 2013 2:13am
27th Jul 2013 2:13am
Sleep With Me.
I like the sound of your voice through the phone when we both share a night pretending were right there laying with each other.
I like being able not to be afraid of the dark because your there to wisp the darkness away.
I dream of light or nights with you, when were far, far, far away.
I dream of us just lying there and hoping for the morning not to come.
Because waking up and not being able to see your face, is a cruel way to realize your not there.
So Sleep with me tonight and sleep with me till morning.
So We both know were not far away, they can...
I like being able not to be afraid of the dark because your there to wisp the darkness away.
I dream of light or nights with you, when were far, far, far away.
I dream of us just lying there and hoping for the morning not to come.
Because waking up and not being able to see your face, is a cruel way to realize your not there.
So Sleep with me tonight and sleep with me till morning.
So We both know were not far away, they can...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2013 1:47am
27th Jul 2013 1:47am
I was lost
I hadn't figured out why.
Why you fell in love with me.
But that moment when you spoke to me, this girl of sixteen who only wanted her future to be well.
You took the words from my lips and made them your own.
You said "I Love You" too Me and that said it all.
From that moment on, You were there lost in my thoughts.
I woke up from seeing your face, and held onto your love.
I wasn't worth anything. I was told this everyday.
But You shook those words from my head and made me beautiful for who I am.
I was Lost in you....
Why you fell in love with me.
But that moment when you spoke to me, this girl of sixteen who only wanted her future to be well.
You took the words from my lips and made them your own.
You said "I Love You" too Me and that said it all.
From that moment on, You were there lost in my thoughts.
I woke up from seeing your face, and held onto your love.
I wasn't worth anything. I was told this everyday.
But You shook those words from my head and made me beautiful for who I am.
I was Lost in you....
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