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Poetry about Dreams, Fantasy and Fiction
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Evan_De_la_Vinia
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 12:04pm
26th Sep 2020 12:04pm
Pillow
Skinny bones, fat pay checks
We had too much of that stuff
You said you were under stress
So I offered you a pillow
Pillow baby make me go
Make me leave this house
Still I'd love a good show
Wouldn't want to miss a second
Rest now, let it fall
Look down my aim and see
I'll be taken, I'll be yours
If you show up in my dream
Safe house, right here
We went up the floors
Drink tray always near
Everything is crystal clear
Slow kissing, pillow beauty
I've been feeling like a...
We had too much of that stuff
You said you were under stress
So I offered you a pillow
Pillow baby make me go
Make me leave this house
Still I'd love a good show
Wouldn't want to miss a second
Rest now, let it fall
Look down my aim and see
I'll be taken, I'll be yours
If you show up in my dream
Safe house, right here
We went up the floors
Drink tray always near
Everything is crystal clear
Slow kissing, pillow beauty
I've been feeling like a...
#death
#alcohol
#drugs
#passion
#emotions
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LeoGag80
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 9:46am
26th Sep 2020 9:46am
Even If You Asked Me To
#Even If You Asked Me To#
Even if you asked me to… ‘not to write another poem,’ it wouldn’t stop the flow of my sentiments tied! And even if I tried, beloved, I wouldn’t be able to stop the pen from penning her beloved passions! Her sounding attractions, just ask the kiss you laid upon me! And underneath a sunset of all places? How could she resist that? Lips tainted in the passion of rose petals soft/tender, luscious embers! Shimmering nectar of summer cherries, gushing berries that bleed boisterous showers! Bathing bounties of the hour! Affection devouring me, reflections...
Even if you asked me to… ‘not to write another poem,’ it wouldn’t stop the flow of my sentiments tied! And even if I tried, beloved, I wouldn’t be able to stop the pen from penning her beloved passions! Her sounding attractions, just ask the kiss you laid upon me! And underneath a sunset of all places? How could she resist that? Lips tainted in the passion of rose petals soft/tender, luscious embers! Shimmering nectar of summer cherries, gushing berries that bleed boisterous showers! Bathing bounties of the hour! Affection devouring me, reflections...
#love
#romantic
#erotic
#sensual
#crush
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HoneyLove
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 1:18pm
25th Sep 2020 1:18pm
My Elavator Story
If you only knew
I waited outside
Hoping I'd see you
And we'd share a ride
But the cab was in a hurry
He said, Lady I need to go!
This dude ain't coming
I'm sorry he's a no show
I said, please just wait
I think he's just slow
I wrote my number down
Gave it to the Taco man
Look out for a Redskins cap
Well that was our plan
I guess he never saw you
But I should have known
Instead I got a call
From a Willy on my phone
That bloody Taco man
He rocked up at my home
...
I waited outside
Hoping I'd see you
And we'd share a ride
But the cab was in a hurry
He said, Lady I need to go!
This dude ain't coming
I'm sorry he's a no show
I said, please just wait
I think he's just slow
I wrote my number down
Gave it to the Taco man
Look out for a Redskins cap
Well that was our plan
I guess he never saw you
But I should have known
Instead I got a call
From a Willy on my phone
That bloody Taco man
He rocked up at my home
...
#rhyming
#FallingInLove
#bittersweet
43 reads
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 9:20pm
23rd Sep 2020 9:20pm
The Stranger At The Train Station
The woman with silver hair wore a cream cardigan and sunglasses.
Pushing a small suitcase along the ground, she approached the ticket office.
Dawn thought there was something familiar about the woman, but she couldn’t identify what.
The voice.
West Country.
The accent reminded her of wild flowers and of an afternoon in a garden many years ago.
An untidy garden in Devon with autumn leaves and a pond and clumps of damp earth.
Pushing a small suitcase along the ground, she approached the ticket office.
Dawn thought there was something familiar about the woman, but she couldn’t identify what.
The voice.
West Country.
The accent reminded her of wild flowers and of an afternoon in a garden many years ago.
An untidy garden in Devon with autumn leaves and a pond and clumps of damp earth.
#memories
#mystery
40 reads
8 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 3:50am
15th Sep 2020 3:50am
Boney Cage ~True Loves Decay
confined within
their boney cage
True Love's
hearts
slowly rage
betrothed
and curse'd
ravaged
and undead
lovers
caught
in time's
own crawl
forever
lost
a dark cabal
slowly wilted
decrepit
skin
firstly slips
unspoken moans
sans
boney
lips
rotting
slowly
bones
remaining
pain filled
flesh
never
retaining
lasting
horror
through
love's
pure sorrow
these two
will ...
their boney cage
True Love's
hearts
slowly rage
betrothed
and curse'd
ravaged
and undead
lovers
caught
in time's
own crawl
forever
lost
a dark cabal
slowly wilted
decrepit
skin
firstly slips
unspoken moans
sans
boney
lips
rotting
slowly
bones
remaining
pain filled
flesh
never
retaining
lasting
horror
through
love's
pure sorrow
these two
will ...
#Halloween
#ghosts
#lover
78 reads
12 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:07am
21st Sep 2020 5:07am
Gave At The Office
I'm the only motherfucker you know that's worse than Action Jackson
Shaft standing between fucking two atoms smashing
Compared to me the big bang explosion was simply an explosive fraction
I'm Chernobyl on crack, I'm several fucking nuclear reactions
Somebody got mad because several fucking dealers got robbed
Bitches patroling the hood ready to squad and mob
Are they forgetting what the fuck these bitches do for a living
Have they forgotten how many innocent babies are no longer among the living
Fucking bandwagon bitches ready to fucking...
Shaft standing between fucking two atoms smashing
Compared to me the big bang explosion was simply an explosive fraction
I'm Chernobyl on crack, I'm several fucking nuclear reactions
Somebody got mad because several fucking dealers got robbed
Bitches patroling the hood ready to squad and mob
Are they forgetting what the fuck these bitches do for a living
Have they forgotten how many innocent babies are no longer among the living
Fucking bandwagon bitches ready to fucking...
#anger
#violence
#narrative
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 5:01am
21st Sep 2020 5:01am
Give It Up
Haha hold up Double L let me control this flow
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
Let me dissect this shit and then put it back where it goes
My boys B-Money and Wavey has the back and the front
Double L is my young rebel in the corner with a sawed off pump
Finger fucking the trigger, dam he wants shit to jump off
You better give up the flow motherfucker, before his patience is lost
Before he bust you in the chest exiting the back with that sawed off
Haha fucking shattering the backdoor taking the fucking hinges off
If you don't know this young one, he's as rowdy as hell ...
#violence
#narrative
29 reads
2 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 9:42pm
20th Sep 2020 9:42pm
Ghoul
I appear
When fear is near
Clinging to shadowed walls
You know I'm there
I'm bloated
Thin skin slime coated
Many limbs sprawled
Sensing fear emotive
Blindly creeping
Terror weeping
I feed through jaggard maul
A nightmare never sleeping
Everywhere
Silent vibrations in the air
Of horror and deathfall
Led me here
Now I stare
At all of you with a glare
Evil eye of the ghoul
Who will eat your fear
When fear is near
Clinging to shadowed walls
You know I'm there
I'm bloated
Thin skin slime coated
Many limbs sprawled
Sensing fear emotive
Blindly creeping
Terror weeping
I feed through jaggard maul
A nightmare never sleeping
Everywhere
Silent vibrations in the air
Of horror and deathfall
Led me here
Now I stare
At all of you with a glare
Evil eye of the ghoul
Who will eat your fear
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#nightmares
#fear
40 reads
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oskar
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 8:21am
18th Sep 2020 8:21am
the illusion
The Illusion
I met a group of people I vaguely thought familiar
after a while it came to me and said, you are
the same people I met 15 years ago, glad laughter
we wondered if you had forgotten us.
I was baffled an old dream had produced a new one
or was there no past it all happens now.
Or did our lives had two levels one that is conscious
has a sunrise, and one we only see by accident like
someone had forgotten to lock the door.
Got up from the table and bid farewell, have to go
take the train to the valley where I once was a...
I met a group of people I vaguely thought familiar
after a while it came to me and said, you are
the same people I met 15 years ago, glad laughter
we wondered if you had forgotten us.
I was baffled an old dream had produced a new one
or was there no past it all happens now.
Or did our lives had two levels one that is conscious
has a sunrise, and one we only see by accident like
someone had forgotten to lock the door.
Got up from the table and bid farewell, have to go
take the train to the valley where I once was a...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#nightmares
#steampunk
36 reads
1 Comment
HoneyLove
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 9:24pm
17th Sep 2020 9:24pm
In Bed with the Devil
Let me pen you something naughty
Because that's what you like to read
Yes, you keep yourself so haughty
But deep down you like to plead
Are you aching for a new story
Something scandalous and dark
I could spin you something gory
Light your blood thirsty spark
Oh my Love it's dirty and seedy
It'll bring a broad smile to your lips
And those ears are mighty greedy
You are wrapped round my tongue's tip
For I know the day has you bored
What's that's saying idle hands...
But with me you've really...
Because that's what you like to read
Yes, you keep yourself so haughty
But deep down you like to plead
Are you aching for a new story
Something scandalous and dark
I could spin you something gory
Light your blood thirsty spark
Oh my Love it's dirty and seedy
It'll bring a broad smile to your lips
And those ears are mighty greedy
You are wrapped round my tongue's tip
For I know the day has you bored
What's that's saying idle hands...
But with me you've really...
#lust
#dark
#mirror
#rhyming
#sensual
94 reads
10 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 8:35am
17th Sep 2020 8:35am
tabula rasa
tabula rasa
when a child is born has no memory
one can say clean slates, after a few days it picks up
the basic like crying when hungry
from there on we fill the baby with what we know
a knowledge handed down from our parents, and the child
when it learns to read believes without reflection
what they are told must be the truth.
sometimes the child has a new thought, and it says what if this
is not valid, that is when the memory it didn´t have
is remembered, something that is clean and true about the life
we live an...
when a child is born has no memory
one can say clean slates, after a few days it picks up
the basic like crying when hungry
from there on we fill the baby with what we know
a knowledge handed down from our parents, and the child
when it learns to read believes without reflection
what they are told must be the truth.
sometimes the child has a new thought, and it says what if this
is not valid, that is when the memory it didn´t have
is remembered, something that is clean and true about the life
we live an...
#fate
#mythology
#luck #nightmares
#luck #nightmares
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 6:39pm
15th Sep 2020 6:39pm
Grendel pt. 2
I asked her what his name was, then dropped the silver on the floor screaming it
His mother burst into a hysterical laugh hoping that she was dreaming it
I should had seen the resemblance, I should had been a better parent than my own
His mother is promising death to me and the guilt wont leave me alone
I buried Grendel among my gods, a boy without a father lead wayward
I should had been proud of his many conquest instead of listening to the naysayers
His mom constantly tries to bed me and ask if I want something to eat
And in between her promises to...
His mother burst into a hysterical laugh hoping that she was dreaming it
I should had seen the resemblance, I should had been a better parent than my own
His mother is promising death to me and the guilt wont leave me alone
I buried Grendel among my gods, a boy without a father lead wayward
I should had been proud of his many conquest instead of listening to the naysayers
His mom constantly tries to bed me and ask if I want something to eat
And in between her promises to...
#death
#sea
#monsters #heroic
#monsters #heroic
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