Submissions by Atropabelladonna (Atro)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I used to be a good writer in my own mind I guess. Something died inside me when I lost my whole family and I tried to commit suicide. If you can love, love hard.
LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2012 11:02pm
12th May 2012 11:02pm
Not guilty
Innocent exchange of innocent confessions:
I'll gently touch your hand,
and you'll give me a look
that could enslave the wildest dream.
I'll raise your lips to be kissed in vain,
and enchant your mouth
with the caress of an eager tongue.
And if you're angered,
I no farther meant than to please you,
release you,
and receive your innocence.
On your electric breasts
I'll lay my hands and create light impressions
to match and twin the marks of submission
which earlier you left on my back.
And your breasts, with a kind warm...
I'll gently touch your hand,
and you'll give me a look
that could enslave the wildest dream.
I'll raise your lips to be kissed in vain,
and enchant your mouth
with the caress of an eager tongue.
And if you're angered,
I no farther meant than to please you,
release you,
and receive your innocence.
On your electric breasts
I'll lay my hands and create light impressions
to match and twin the marks of submission
which earlier you left on my back.
And your breasts, with a kind warm...
1127 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th May 2012 10:59pm
12th May 2012 10:59pm
The scar tissue
A new relationship can develop.
But the cicatrix of the old one remains.
And nothing grows on a cicatrix.
Nothing grows through it.
But the cicatrix of the old one remains.
And nothing grows on a cicatrix.
Nothing grows through it.
921 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2012 9:09am
30th Apr 2012 9:09am
You...
In the mirror looking at what I can't see;
Feeling of full knowing you have never left me.
A place that I can always see you when I need;
The memory of you in my heart is how I bleed.
Every minute scratched into my vein;
It's the reason I have gone insane.
I can't replace you even if I tried;
Many times I have drained you as I cried.
I lay awake at night and think of the past;
Now knowing why we couldn't last.
I was in love; just as much now;
You never felt the same no matter how...
My memories of you will stay the same;...
Feeling of full knowing you have never left me.
A place that I can always see you when I need;
The memory of you in my heart is how I bleed.
Every minute scratched into my vein;
It's the reason I have gone insane.
I can't replace you even if I tried;
Many times I have drained you as I cried.
I lay awake at night and think of the past;
Now knowing why we couldn't last.
I was in love; just as much now;
You never felt the same no matter how...
My memories of you will stay the same;...
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6 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
28th Apr 2012 00:38am
28th Apr 2012 00:38am
Error
Error is a supposition that pleasure and pain, that intelligence, substance, life, are existent in matter. Error is neither Mind nor one of Mind's faculties. Error is the contradiction of Truth. Error is a belief without understanding. Error is unreal because untrue. It is that which stemma to be and is not. If error were true, its truth would be error, and we should have a self-evident absurdity --namely, erroneous truth. Thus we should continue to lose the standard of Truth.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2012 1:41pm
22nd Apr 2012 1:41pm
The event
Staring into the event horizon;
Anticipation slowly rising.
Getting lost is not hard to do;
The path it travels: having no clue.
The medium is never to be seen;
If you had my eyes you would know what I mean.
Twisted colors only to make one;
This is how it all begun.
Gazing at the reflection of this abyss;
Once you've seen it: you too would miss.
Deep, cloudy, and captivating skies;
This is what it's like to get lost in her eyes.
Anticipation slowly rising.
Getting lost is not hard to do;
The path it travels: having no clue.
The medium is never to be seen;
If you had my eyes you would know what I mean.
Twisted colors only to make one;
This is how it all begun.
Gazing at the reflection of this abyss;
Once you've seen it: you too would miss.
Deep, cloudy, and captivating skies;
This is what it's like to get lost in her eyes.
869 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2012 6:36pm
21st Apr 2012 6:36pm
Daydream and a nighttime wish
She put a smile upon my face;
Just because she filled me with her grace.
Never did I know if her mind would acknowledge me;
The next step is...can she still see me?
Too many memories to calculate;
Too many passions that were great.
Hours that we played our part;
Lips in pucker like something tart.
Even though words were on page;
A lot of feelings was uncaged.
No words were ever said;
I could still hear her voice inside my head.
A smile filled my heart of lost;
It came to me without any cost.
Once again I see sun thru the...
Just because she filled me with her grace.
Never did I know if her mind would acknowledge me;
The next step is...can she still see me?
Too many memories to calculate;
Too many passions that were great.
Hours that we played our part;
Lips in pucker like something tart.
Even though words were on page;
A lot of feelings was uncaged.
No words were ever said;
I could still hear her voice inside my head.
A smile filled my heart of lost;
It came to me without any cost.
Once again I see sun thru the...
761 reads
8 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2012 00:01am
11th Apr 2012 00:01am
Just sad
This pill now;
This pill next;
Two pills as breakfast.
This one with food;
This one without;
This one calms you down;
This one so you don't shout.
Numb this feeling of despair;
This one is for anger;
This one is for when you care.
This has a side effect; do take this one too!
If you sleep to much...it's not for you.
It might make you twitch and even shake;
Don't worry about being half baked.
These are up, those are down;
this one you'll fly, the other your on the ground.
I came to...
This pill next;
Two pills as breakfast.
This one with food;
This one without;
This one calms you down;
This one so you don't shout.
Numb this feeling of despair;
This one is for anger;
This one is for when you care.
This has a side effect; do take this one too!
If you sleep to much...it's not for you.
It might make you twitch and even shake;
Don't worry about being half baked.
These are up, those are down;
this one you'll fly, the other your on the ground.
I came to...
1094 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Apr 2012 1:58pm
5th Apr 2012 1:58pm
Will you???
I spend my days going by;
Wondering what if I would die.
Would their be things I left undone?
Would I matter to anyone?
I will write a letter that the one can read;
To understand why I had to bleed.
All of this pain and despair;
That this life was too unfair...
Salutations:
Do not cry over me; this is the way it has to be. I have always told you to live like your last. Try to have fun, and make it a blast. I hope that you don't feel that it is your fault. You helped me find everything I sought. I know that you may miss that; text, that...
Wondering what if I would die.
Would their be things I left undone?
Would I matter to anyone?
I will write a letter that the one can read;
To understand why I had to bleed.
All of this pain and despair;
That this life was too unfair...
Salutations:
Do not cry over me; this is the way it has to be. I have always told you to live like your last. Try to have fun, and make it a blast. I hope that you don't feel that it is your fault. You helped me find everything I sought. I know that you may miss that; text, that...
850 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 2:23am
20th Mar 2012 2:23am
Colored people
Dark is dark: light is light;
Their are many skin tones that are alike.
Some are white and tan;
No matter if your a girl or a man.
Some will turn red when they burn;
Some will turn blue when the winter may return;
They will turn white when we die;
Some will turn grey like you and I.
So before you use the words "colored people" and think it through;
Think about the ones who turn red and blue.
Their is nothing about ones race;
For we both live in GODs place.
To be a racist, is to be the Anti-Christ.
We should...
Their are many skin tones that are alike.
Some are white and tan;
No matter if your a girl or a man.
Some will turn red when they burn;
Some will turn blue when the winter may return;
They will turn white when we die;
Some will turn grey like you and I.
So before you use the words "colored people" and think it through;
Think about the ones who turn red and blue.
Their is nothing about ones race;
For we both live in GODs place.
To be a racist, is to be the Anti-Christ.
We should...
807 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Mar 2012 1:24pm
19th Mar 2012 1:24pm
A test ( Reposted )
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you be true?
Or perhaps ask you name everything you can do?
Maybe would you love me forever?
Or will you hurt me; would it say never?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you break my heart?
Or perhaps could you fix me: or tear me apart?
Maybe if we were in public; would you only see me?
Or if you heart had a lock; would you give me the key?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will I always have a cold hand?
Or perhaps if I fell...
Would it ask you; will you be true?
Or perhaps ask you name everything you can do?
Maybe would you love me forever?
Or will you hurt me; would it say never?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you break my heart?
Or perhaps could you fix me: or tear me apart?
Maybe if we were in public; would you only see me?
Or if you heart had a lock; would you give me the key?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will I always have a cold hand?
Or perhaps if I fell...
836 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2012 7:35pm
18th Mar 2012 7:35pm
HELL ON EARTH
Note to reader. You may have to do some research on this write. For I can not post all of these pictures. Then it will make alot more sense. How far are you willing to know some knowledge?
H E L L O N E A R T H
HIS COMING SHALL BE FORETOLD...
a chemical factory in the Netherlands. It took 150 firefighters to put out the flames, and while the plant burned completely to the ground, no injuries were recorded despite the toxic fumes.
HIS SHADOW SHALL BLOCK THE SKY...
a volcanic eruption at Fimmvorduhals in Iceland.
THE...
H E L L O N E A R T H
HIS COMING SHALL BE FORETOLD...
a chemical factory in the Netherlands. It took 150 firefighters to put out the flames, and while the plant burned completely to the ground, no injuries were recorded despite the toxic fumes.
HIS SHADOW SHALL BLOCK THE SKY...
a volcanic eruption at Fimmvorduhals in Iceland.
THE...
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4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Mar 2012 3:04pm
18th Mar 2012 3:04pm
You, Me, and We ( Reposted )
My pen has bled for many days
Writing to empty myself in many ways
I have said so many things
Some happy; some sad
I think some good things, maybe some bad
I came to you all broken and torn
I had no other place to morn
We write, we read, again we write
Understanding peoples feelings that aren't in sight
We comment, we post, hell we even reply
Some say good, others bad, maybe nice try
We bring our thoughts to this page
From firery sex to extreme rage
I use to think I was all alone
After a few poems I was...
Writing to empty myself in many ways
I have said so many things
Some happy; some sad
I think some good things, maybe some bad
I came to you all broken and torn
I had no other place to morn
We write, we read, again we write
Understanding peoples feelings that aren't in sight
We comment, we post, hell we even reply
Some say good, others bad, maybe nice try
We bring our thoughts to this page
From firery sex to extreme rage
I use to think I was all alone
After a few poems I was...
1002 reads
15 Comments
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