CONFESSIONS, LIES, SECRETS

Everybody has lies
Everybody has secrets
Everybody has something to confess

Write a short poem - 200 words approximately
APPROXIMATELY 200 words...I do not penalize for less or more
just no long poems that are falling off the approximate 200 word mark......

incorporating those ideas ( all three )

Be as creative as you want....just do not be too long....

Will be 1 month long....

I will clarify every question that comes along.

2 submissions per person

my new year confession

it was my little secret at a young age.
now i am losing my grip.
lying to you about that funky smell;
its next door, you know.
marijuana in the air its all you could inhale;
six years since you forgot about me,
blown to the dome,
disconnected from your reality.
now your acting like you care about me,
because you found my pipa in my home.
i just wanna come out clean.
i am marijuano,
smoking ganja
burning away all that green.
you wouldn't have understand me;
my first hit swept me of my feet.
is like this...
smoking weed is like my religion;
feelings from afar,
i know you do not see,
nor understand.
let me put it like this
meditating, conscience.
message from above,
his creation...natural roots that grow from the ground
if you don't like it am going to give you the boot
because i don't give a hoot
this is my confession

"This Is My Confession"

The things i secret,
Hiding from you.
I try to make you hate me,
Secrets that control you.

My way didnt work,
You broke it down.

I tried to lie to you,
Save myself from your kindness.

Could you please,
Open less to me.
Never the less you,
Figured it out.
Emotions i tried to control,
Secrets i tried to keep,
Secrets that destroyed me.
I am weak,
On the brink of madness.
Never believe my lies.

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i dont know the word count
my laptop doesnt have word
and im not counting them
and if you notice
it says "this is my confession"
down the side
hope you enjoy

ph8t - thank you for your submission
duckling - it is ok...I can tell just be looking....thank you for your submission

THIS SECRET
 
There is a secret 
a secret that I have 
that is waiting to be cracked 
like a nut, in an iron grasp 
I’m sitting here and waiting 
for you to figure it out. 
This poem is not just ink
On plain white paper
but a riddle disguised 
and written by my hands 
with his mind 
and without spoken words. 
I’ve left clues everywhere 
for you, 
but hurry there is a time limit 
and its ticking, ticking, ticking away. 
One last clue, a hint for you 
to help you with a secret 
hidden by ripped melodies 
and smoky glass boxes. 
Hidden from time and 
broken hearts with questions. 
This secret I've kept so long 
in a cage full of rage,
trapped inside of me. 
You have ‘till morning 
to find my secret and
break my spell and set me free
or else you can’t escape from me.
 

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Thank you to all who submitted or will submit to this competition.

Little mo girl - thank you for submitting

Secret Garden
__________________

Such a colorful place
Skin
Hair
Eyes
Blue
Cold and dead corpses
My garden
Her long vines, creep through my veins
Taking in every precious piece I have left
Dripping blood, on my very soul
Dead Memories
I killed them
All of them
Forget to let go
Even when it counts
I tried to hide my face
I'm sorry
I lied
The distance potrays a smile
The map burns with the ashes
Of the things I told you
But it was too late...

Crazy kitty....thank you for your submission.

Confessions

Bless me father for I have sinned
its been two weeks now
from my last confession
Don't wonder though its you
the cause of my return
to this cubicle

Do you remember Priest
when everything was ecstasy
with your hands on my breasts
your lips hungry on mine
your hardness pressed
on my belly

Do you remember you who recite words
From the holy book without prompts
the ecstasy of communion
of bread and wine partaken
in your sanctum Santorum
echoing ecstatic screams

Padre man of God
absolve me of my sin
grant me absolution
I recite the act of contrition
I forgot my pills
now I am pregnant.

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Thank you for your poem Grace....

Nice topic (and no 200 words is not a problem for me). I'll see what I can pull together. Of course you already know what I plan to write about ... stay tuned.

I always keep my promises ...

The Sadistic Truth

Truth be known, Vanilla, I see you as so pathetic                        
Peeking at Fifty Shades on your nervous little kindle                        
                       
Giggling, blushing when the fuzzy handcuffs appear onscreen                        
Titillated and tantalized by this kinky naughty world                        
                       
But so afraid to step off, take the exhilarating, icy-hot plunge                        
Living vicariously that which cannot be so lived                        
                       
As for me, I took the leap, been on both ends of the riding crop, nipple clamps, and scalding wax  
Sex, life, death, danger, trust, fear and love all swirled together like a tie-dye of fluorescent paint  
 
Steeped in deep tradition, costume, and ritual as much emotional as it is physical                        
But once you taste, smell, hear, see, and feel BDSM you’ll know                        
                       
That HOLY SHIT I CAN’T GET LOOSE AND FUCK DOES THAT HURT feeling                        
To truly be able to say “I would do anything for you”                        
                       
Dangling by a worn gossamer thread, a safety line that is but a single, fragile word                        
Galvanized by a deep trust that few lovers ever have                        
                       
Brutal, elegant, raw, sophisticated, and animalistic                      
A kaleidoscope of feelings, thoughts, and sensations                        
                       
Being truly understood and accepted by your lover                      
But I know you, you’ll just wait for the next book …