Submissions by wearefools350 (Gun Powder)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love to write strange and beautiful things.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2014 5:58am
3rd Jul 2014 5:58am
Thought at the Moment
I've made those monsters
under my bed my friends.
Since it seems you've got
no time to spare.
And I just want you to know.
Those nights of screaming always
kept me awake.
Make no mistake.
And those nightmares that
used to make me cry.
Have become my greatest alibi.
To those angels buried beneath
the bedroom sheets.
So cold and lack of heat.
Making it so hard to breathe.
My thoughts now taste like sewer
and too much to bear.
...
under my bed my friends.
Since it seems you've got
no time to spare.
And I just want you to know.
Those nights of screaming always
kept me awake.
Make no mistake.
And those nightmares that
used to make me cry.
Have become my greatest alibi.
To those angels buried beneath
the bedroom sheets.
So cold and lack of heat.
Making it so hard to breathe.
My thoughts now taste like sewer
and too much to bear.
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2014 9:01pm
28th May 2014 9:01pm
Demeaning the Daughter
Even to this day, girls are
being called all sorts of names.
Don't demean your daughters
like your father did to you.
Let them feel loved like the
mother that looked after you.
Treat them like the doctor
who treated your open wound.
A superficial lover that kissed
every tear away.
Like the sun that warmed your face.
Don't let others cackle if there isn't
a space between her legs.
A splotch and scar here and there.
Protect and prepare your baby girl from
the world that says she can't do it....
being called all sorts of names.
Don't demean your daughters
like your father did to you.
Let them feel loved like the
mother that looked after you.
Treat them like the doctor
who treated your open wound.
A superficial lover that kissed
every tear away.
Like the sun that warmed your face.
Don't let others cackle if there isn't
a space between her legs.
A splotch and scar here and there.
Protect and prepare your baby girl from
the world that says she can't do it....
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3 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd May 2014 2:41am
22nd May 2014 2:41am
Mother O Mother
When my mother tells me her problems.
I start to get solemn.
Or literally annoyed.
I'm only a child.
I should make life worth a while.
Yet I'm still listening to treason.
Mother O mother.
When will you stop.
I won't stay young
forever and neither will you.
So why talk about the past when
all it will do is bite you in the ass.
I know you're mad at father
for leaving you a loner.
But that's not my fault.
The star are getting brighter.
But mother O mother.
...
I start to get solemn.
Or literally annoyed.
I'm only a child.
I should make life worth a while.
Yet I'm still listening to treason.
Mother O mother.
When will you stop.
I won't stay young
forever and neither will you.
So why talk about the past when
all it will do is bite you in the ass.
I know you're mad at father
for leaving you a loner.
But that's not my fault.
The star are getting brighter.
But mother O mother.
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd May 2014 2:29am
22nd May 2014 2:29am
Here Lies My Friend
He was seventeen with a strong head on his shoulders.
A boy becoming a man too early.
Childhood stolen by sin.
He was hanging on by a single thread.
Raised by a family of tragedy.
He sought for a better strategy.
Looking for solace in the arms of many.
A prince not ready to take the throne.
His kingdom fell before his eyes.
My dear friend, where is your fire?
The longing and desperate desire.
Now all I see is agony.
But hush now child, it's my turn to help.
In return for the...
A boy becoming a man too early.
Childhood stolen by sin.
He was hanging on by a single thread.
Raised by a family of tragedy.
He sought for a better strategy.
Looking for solace in the arms of many.
A prince not ready to take the throne.
His kingdom fell before his eyes.
My dear friend, where is your fire?
The longing and desperate desire.
Now all I see is agony.
But hush now child, it's my turn to help.
In return for the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2013 1:26am
23rd Dec 2013 1:26am
Everyone Lies
Time and time again.
I thought they would go.
The people who I thought I could trust again.
But it seems god has other plans.
Not knowing what to believe.
Why this happens when life starts sparking in my eyes.
When my white skin starts to feel again.
All I've found in this life is that everyone lies.
And I know that I am not any better.
But when things start to shatter.
I try my best not to cry.
Because I know that everyone lies.
I thought they would go.
The people who I thought I could trust again.
But it seems god has other plans.
Not knowing what to believe.
Why this happens when life starts sparking in my eyes.
When my white skin starts to feel again.
All I've found in this life is that everyone lies.
And I know that I am not any better.
But when things start to shatter.
I try my best not to cry.
Because I know that everyone lies.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2013 1:59am
22nd Dec 2013 1:59am
Slumber Again
Falling in my bed as deep slumber tries to take place.
Keeping toes from going too close to the edge.
Because I'm still scared of the monsters under my bed.
They creep.
They crawl into my head.
Grab my ankles and drag me under again.
Clawing my skin.
Sometimes the visions seem so real.
Call it schizophrenia and laugh instead.
But when night comes, I'll be the one you dread.
Waiting for you to slumber again.
Keeping toes from going too close to the edge.
Because I'm still scared of the monsters under my bed.
They creep.
They crawl into my head.
Grab my ankles and drag me under again.
Clawing my skin.
Sometimes the visions seem so real.
Call it schizophrenia and laugh instead.
But when night comes, I'll be the one you dread.
Waiting for you to slumber again.
55 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Oct 2013 6:33pm
14th Oct 2013 6:33pm
Motor Oil
The roaring.
The purring.
My baby's got me going.
Thousands miles an hour.
Oh honey, it don't matter.
Speeding past cop cars.
Darling, you are the only o
Berlin far behind.
America we may find.
With rushing wind and crashing in.
We sped until the midnight end.
The purring.
My baby's got me going.
Thousands miles an hour.
Oh honey, it don't matter.
Speeding past cop cars.
Darling, you are the only o
Berlin far behind.
America we may find.
With rushing wind and crashing in.
We sped until the midnight end.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Aug 2013 2:49am
31st Aug 2013 2:49am
Little Stalker Boy
I await a proper answer.
Not a twist of words.
Not a cheshire smile.
Not a smirk behind the scenes.
You evil boy.
What have you done to me?
I never said hello or waved a hand goodbye.
Why do you stalk me?
Why oh why.
The intensity makes me breathe heavily.
I'm on my last word.
Leave alone boy.
Don't say another simple word.
I know where you are and I know what you do.
Dear god, oh help me.
This boy is driving me crazy.
Little stalker boy.
...
Not a twist of words.
Not a cheshire smile.
Not a smirk behind the scenes.
You evil boy.
What have you done to me?
I never said hello or waved a hand goodbye.
Why do you stalk me?
Why oh why.
The intensity makes me breathe heavily.
I'm on my last word.
Leave alone boy.
Don't say another simple word.
I know where you are and I know what you do.
Dear god, oh help me.
This boy is driving me crazy.
Little stalker boy.
...
55 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2013 10:50am
30th Jun 2013 10:50am
My Secrets have Secrets
As time went on, I found myself fading away and then gone.
Melting onto the pavement in cold degrees.
Sinking to a level where I've never been.
Drowning in utter sin.
My dear god, what have I done?
Too scared to confess the murders and rum.
Smoke inhaling lungs.
The cancer in my head, feeding the monster residing in.
Trembling fingers and shivering bones.
Quivering lips that feel no warmth.
My face is filled with outer laughter because I'm too scared to cry.
Only sleep and violence will ease...
Melting onto the pavement in cold degrees.
Sinking to a level where I've never been.
Drowning in utter sin.
My dear god, what have I done?
Too scared to confess the murders and rum.
Smoke inhaling lungs.
The cancer in my head, feeding the monster residing in.
Trembling fingers and shivering bones.
Quivering lips that feel no warmth.
My face is filled with outer laughter because I'm too scared to cry.
Only sleep and violence will ease...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Jun 2013 6:49am
28th Jun 2013 6:49am
Wallowing in Gray
I've seen my world in different shades.
Every color becoming my own personal parade.
I've seen flowers wilt in spring.
The sun turning black, making it so hard to see.
Ignorance was my bliss before you taught me this.
You taught me things that I shouldn't know.
I walk the street with a plastic mask.
Contemplating the present and past.
With every tear shed, hidden behind a wall of skin.
Every scar sewn with needle and thread.
All their imperfections are flawless instead.
Wallowing in gray is...
Every color becoming my own personal parade.
I've seen flowers wilt in spring.
The sun turning black, making it so hard to see.
Ignorance was my bliss before you taught me this.
You taught me things that I shouldn't know.
I walk the street with a plastic mask.
Contemplating the present and past.
With every tear shed, hidden behind a wall of skin.
Every scar sewn with needle and thread.
All their imperfections are flawless instead.
Wallowing in gray is...
128 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Jun 2013 1:28am
26th Jun 2013 1:28am
I Wish for Silence
Broken spirit and iron bones.
Heart caged in solid stone.
Eyes with a shield of blue.
Behind lies gray from memories of who knows who.
Voices screaming down the halls.
Dark places that I call home.
Faces with many expressions but not a single word.
Honey voice that left me no choice.
I wish for silence day and night.
Sew velvet lips together that soon turn cold.
Ignorant girls saying how it ought to be.
Stupid boys who think they're king.
Numbers falling from the sky.
Out my...
Heart caged in solid stone.
Eyes with a shield of blue.
Behind lies gray from memories of who knows who.
Voices screaming down the halls.
Dark places that I call home.
Faces with many expressions but not a single word.
Honey voice that left me no choice.
I wish for silence day and night.
Sew velvet lips together that soon turn cold.
Ignorant girls saying how it ought to be.
Stupid boys who think they're king.
Numbers falling from the sky.
Out my...
87 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 6:23am
21st Jun 2013 6:23am
Beneath the Shower Spray
Beneath the shower spray, I go through my whole day.
What I did and what I didn't.
Pass regrets and forgiveness.
Drops of water thunder like a fall.
Soaking in my skin before rolling down the bottom drain.
Sitting down helps me think.
Cold porcelain chilling skin heat.
Soaking up memories and how I could've made it right.
Thoughts coming in my head that I usually have at night.
Closing eyes and breathing in.
Under the shower spray where everything hits.
What I did and what I didn't.
Pass regrets and forgiveness.
Drops of water thunder like a fall.
Soaking in my skin before rolling down the bottom drain.
Sitting down helps me think.
Cold porcelain chilling skin heat.
Soaking up memories and how I could've made it right.
Thoughts coming in my head that I usually have at night.
Closing eyes and breathing in.
Under the shower spray where everything hits.
125 reads
2 Comments
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