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No Birthday
On March 22nd i
got a call from the
crematorium with
some protocols
day of cremation
of Ravi, my cat.
On March 23rd i
was called by my
mother she picked
a fight, fuck it why
begged her to stop
she didn't, i cried
no apps cards or
phonecalls for me
no birthday wishes
just a text with the
time of cremation
On March24th i
came home, box
of ashes in hands
on the bottom his
name and the day
i was born ♰ i never
...
got a call from the
crematorium with
some protocols
day of cremation
of Ravi, my cat.
On March 23rd i
was called by my
mother she picked
a fight, fuck it why
begged her to stop
she didn't, i cried
no apps cards or
phonecalls for me
no birthday wishes
just a text with the
time of cremation
On March24th i
came home, box
of ashes in hands
on the bottom his
name and the day
i was born ♰ i never
...
#death
#birthday
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Glass Box
the womb of the
woman who gave
birth to me was
brutally cut open
with a knife scary
hands wrapped
in plastic pulled
me out suddenly
& put me in a box
...made of glass
it's said it feels
like an invasion
creating a sense
of unsafety for the
...harmless baby
reading about it
it all made sense
the nightmares i
had as a child of
being put in a box
and thrown into the
water or left behind
in a burning forest
...in a...
woman who gave
birth to me was
brutally cut open
with a knife scary
hands wrapped
in plastic pulled
me out suddenly
& put me in a box
...made of glass
it's said it feels
like an invasion
creating a sense
of unsafety for the
...harmless baby
reading about it
it all made sense
the nightmares i
had as a child of
being put in a box
and thrown into the
water or left behind
in a burning forest
...in a...
#birth
#identity
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16 Comments
#Prisoner#
i am a prisoner
of my mind who
craves control
over my soul
& my thoughts
Over my belly
i let her in gave
her a home of
which She is
now the owner
it's lonely here
cold & hopeless
She won't let me
listen to my needs
won't give me the
proper nutrients
i'm stuck in this
prison and i can't
seem to break free
am i sentenced to life?
of my mind who
craves control
over my soul
& my thoughts
Over my belly
i let her in gave
her a home of
which She is
now the owner
it's lonely here
cold & hopeless
She won't let me
listen to my needs
won't give me the
proper nutrients
i'm stuck in this
prison and i can't
seem to break free
am i sentenced to life?
#EatingDisorder
#prison
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16 Comments
Sleepless
i can't sleep...
shadows dance
upon my walls
...whispering
sleep disorder
messes me up
destroys me...
the darkness
surrounds me
...chokes me
ghosts from the
past come to life
haunting me...
counting sheep
for 10 years now
insomnia, i am done.
shadows dance
upon my walls
...whispering
sleep disorder
messes me up
destroys me...
the darkness
surrounds me
...chokes me
ghosts from the
past come to life
haunting me...
counting sheep
for 10 years now
insomnia, i am done.
#shadows
#insomnia
93 reads
18 Comments
Butterflies
i am blessed to
have met you
My Lion King
you gorgeous
beautiful being
YOU make the
butterflies in my
belly go crazy
ever since our
very first date
You, yes you
make me feel
like a teenager
at freaking forty 8
have met you
My Lion King
you gorgeous
beautiful being
YOU make the
butterflies in my
belly go crazy
ever since our
very first date
You, yes you
make me feel
like a teenager
at freaking forty 8
#love
#dating
119 reads
7 Comments
Fifty Shades
#dark
#BDSM
195 reads
20 Comments
Mea Culpa
was it my fault?
what did i do?
i was so little
always felt his
anger, tangible
at the surface
as i got older
bits & pieces
were laid bare
on the news
i searched for
clarity, trying to
figure out who
this man is?
the only thing
i know osvaldo
was his name
given name
he's a bottler
a closed book
was he a victim
or a witness or
...an abuser?
my father who
once was a friar
whatever he's ...
what did i do?
i was so little
always felt his
anger, tangible
at the surface
as i got older
bits & pieces
were laid bare
on the news
i searched for
clarity, trying to
figure out who
this man is?
the only thing
i know osvaldo
was his name
given name
he's a bottler
a closed book
was he a victim
or a witness or
...an abuser?
my father who
once was a friar
whatever he's ...
#religion
#confessional
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20 Comments
Fangelus
still in a daze
a blissful haze
subspace
slowly i get
back from the
trance, land
in his hands
my safe place
...Fangelus
gorgeous guy
excellent writer
filthy as fuck
talented poet
very intelligent
yet complex
three mornings
divided over time
he wasn't mine
Fangelus...
thank you for
Seeing me for
pushing my
limits quietly
the memories
thank you for
being Selfless
letting...
a blissful haze
subspace
slowly i get
back from the
trance, land
in his hands
my safe place
...Fangelus
gorgeous guy
excellent writer
filthy as fuck
talented poet
very intelligent
yet complex
three mornings
divided over time
he wasn't mine
Fangelus...
thank you for
Seeing me for
pushing my
limits quietly
the memories
thank you for
being Selfless
letting...
#BDSM
#gratitude
194 reads
14 Comments
Good Girl
#erotic
#BDSM
298 reads
18 Comments
Pinnacle
i know i'm not
the only one
who carries
the weight
of failure
insecurity
shame &
frustrations
to never get
past the edge
of pleasure
to feel the
sensations
contractions
& afterglow
just for once
i want to know
what it feels like
to have the big O
the only one
who carries
the weight
of failure
insecurity
shame &
frustrations
to never get
past the edge
of pleasure
to feel the
sensations
contractions
& afterglow
just for once
i want to know
what it feels like
to have the big O
#confessional
125 reads
14 Comments
She is Me
she didn't leave
or fade away
she stayed
she's not
my identity
yet part of
the package
called Dee
she's my
morphine
cocaine
special k
pain killer
& void filler
the mistress
slowly she
chokes the
life out of me
killing me softly
please, set me free
or fade away
she stayed
she's not
my identity
yet part of
the package
called Dee
she's my
morphine
cocaine
special k
pain killer
& void filler
the mistress
slowly she
chokes the
life out of me
killing me softly
please, set me free
#EatingDisorder
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18 Comments
The Curse
i am cursed
with the urge
\to control/
my frame
is frozen
my brain
a tornado
i can’t let go
it’s too strong
surrender me
breathe life
into these
lonely loins
revive this
svelte frame
strip me bare
until i wear
nothing but
vulnerability
subdue me to
your virile eyes
take me to this
blissful place
enslave me
to your will
entrance me
command me
until i let go
i am tired
of...
with the urge
\to control/
my frame
is frozen
my brain
a tornado
i can’t let go
it’s too strong
surrender me
breathe life
into these
lonely loins
revive this
svelte frame
strip me bare
until i wear
nothing but
vulnerability
subdue me to
your virile eyes
take me to this
blissful place
enslave me
to your will
entrance me
command me
until i let go
i am tired
of...
#BDSM
218 reads
12 Comments
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