Submissions by 7th_son
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
running like a fugitive..
my gird - senyru
you say its absurd..
that abstinence is preferred..
denials my gird..
that abstinence is preferred..
denials my gird..
609 reads
0 Comments
four suits for the queen
1096 reads
8 Comments
ink laden death- acrostic
702 reads
0 Comments
i will exist - acrostic
i..illuminating insistence..
w..willing persistence..
i..invading resistance..
l..leaving outdistance..
l..living distance..
e..ethereal coexistence..
x..xeric subsistence..
i..invalidating assistance...
s..surreptitious consistence..
t..taking existence..
w..willing persistence..
i..invading resistance..
l..leaving outdistance..
l..living distance..
e..ethereal coexistence..
x..xeric subsistence..
i..invalidating assistance...
s..surreptitious consistence..
t..taking existence..
722 reads
0 Comments
mmmmmm
your taste addictive..
you know i wanna eat you..
lick you like my spoon..
you know i wanna eat you..
lick you like my spoon..
949 reads
9 Comments
draft - senyru
my windows open..
not the draft that got me up..
oh morning glory..
not the draft that got me up..
oh morning glory..
776 reads
3 Comments
out there in the rain unforced version
out there in the rain..
one with the darkness of night..
as she lies there in the shadows..
you can't help but feel her pain..
for it runs deep and true..
like the rain that falls about her..
i look at her..
over and over again..
yet all that i can see..
is the swift movement of rain..
as it soils the ground about her..
i call out to her..
over and over again..
yet she gives no reply..
to my cries..
forsaken with questions..
burdened by images..
her thought so warm..
yet her body so cold..
one with the darkness of night..
as she lies there in the shadows..
you can't help but feel her pain..
for it runs deep and true..
like the rain that falls about her..
i look at her..
over and over again..
yet all that i can see..
is the swift movement of rain..
as it soils the ground about her..
i call out to her..
over and over again..
yet she gives no reply..
to my cries..
forsaken with questions..
burdened by images..
her thought so warm..
yet her body so cold..
679 reads
4 Comments
illusions haunting - nonet
anew.. victim to the illusions..
a journey born from delusion..
searching heuristically..
i find myself here..
lachrymose in fear..
truly haunted..
not wanting..
to breathe..
breath..
a journey born from delusion..
searching heuristically..
i find myself here..
lachrymose in fear..
truly haunted..
not wanting..
to breathe..
breath..
615 reads
2 Comments
out there in the rain
seen her there.. touched her pain
out there.. hidden next to the lane..
on with the darkness.. it's domain..
the coldness of night.. so profane..
i look to her.. yet it's all the same..
i search.. search for things to attain..
i pay homage a stone.. yet in vain..
i call to her.. over and over again..
yet all i can hear.. is swiftly moving rain..
as it soils the about her.. so deign..
washing away dust.. as it maintains..
that granite stone.. marking the slain..
out there.. hidden next to the lane..
on with the darkness.. it's domain..
the coldness of night.. so profane..
i look to her.. yet it's all the same..
i search.. search for things to attain..
i pay homage a stone.. yet in vain..
i call to her.. over and over again..
yet all i can hear.. is swiftly moving rain..
as it soils the about her.. so deign..
washing away dust.. as it maintains..
that granite stone.. marking the slain..
657 reads
2 Comments
silhouette - acrostic
s..stolen by the light..
i..illuminating sight..
l..lucid forms were born..
h..hallucinations grip..
o..opiates addiction..
u..undulating vapors..
e..exhalations caper..
t..tasting ever greater..
t..took my breath away..
e..exposing how i play..
i..illuminating sight..
l..lucid forms were born..
h..hallucinations grip..
o..opiates addiction..
u..undulating vapors..
e..exhalations caper..
t..tasting ever greater..
t..took my breath away..
e..exposing how i play..
961 reads
14 Comments
put me in a box - senyru
if you lick me first
i'll let you use me just once
or i'll be returned
i'll let you use me just once
or i'll be returned
762 reads
2 Comments
contorted - haiku
bound in copper wire
neatly trimmed to my desire
my sweet bonsai tree
neatly trimmed to my desire
my sweet bonsai tree
593 reads
2 Comments
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