Submissions by BLLTPROOFHEART
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"The King of Wishful Thinking......"
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Feb 2018 2:02am
14th Feb 2018 2:02am
The Prize
Her smile echoes in my thoughts.
I’m at a loss for words when she looks at me,
so I just sit back and observe what the Lord has brought.
Softly does she speak,
but her impact is always thunderous.
Her words feel like an invisible touch,
so when I’m in her presence, I’m never rushed.
Our conversations last for days,
recalling memories that have shaped our years,
we dance the night away,
and laugh until we’re brought to tears.
Even silence brings us closer, for we still maintain unspoken bonds,
we are the living embodiment of nearly...
I’m at a loss for words when she looks at me,
so I just sit back and observe what the Lord has brought.
Softly does she speak,
but her impact is always thunderous.
Her words feel like an invisible touch,
so when I’m in her presence, I’m never rushed.
Our conversations last for days,
recalling memories that have shaped our years,
we dance the night away,
and laugh until we’re brought to tears.
Even silence brings us closer, for we still maintain unspoken bonds,
we are the living embodiment of nearly...
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2018 9:21pm
2nd Feb 2018 9:21pm
Searching
Convicted by a purpose that I never grew to know,
now conflicted by the uncertainty of the bumpy roads my future holds.
Struggling to grip reality,
and wondering if I’m the only one,
searching far and wide for answers,
praying I never find a gun.
If only I could rewind the clock,
and awaken from this nagging dream,
but alas, the torment never stops,
and is lengthened by my screams.
Now I see why some will never fly,
and why many long for wintertime,
for the chill that fills the season is good reason to be confined. ...
now conflicted by the uncertainty of the bumpy roads my future holds.
Struggling to grip reality,
and wondering if I’m the only one,
searching far and wide for answers,
praying I never find a gun.
If only I could rewind the clock,
and awaken from this nagging dream,
but alas, the torment never stops,
and is lengthened by my screams.
Now I see why some will never fly,
and why many long for wintertime,
for the chill that fills the season is good reason to be confined. ...
#prison
#regret
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ANGER POEM
Published
27th Jan 2016 6:58pm
27th Jan 2016 6:58pm
SMH
Here we go with all the chocolates, and bears, and stupid balloons,
still licking my wounds from Christmas,
and soon,
every damn slut at my job will parade around as the most beloved, egotistical, narcissistic bitch in the
room!
Why can’t I be the one she loves?
Why can’t I be the one she fucks?
Why can’t I be the lucky guy she calls after a night out with her friends and she’s horny and drunk?
Why can’t she accept me for who I am?
Why can’t she be my number one fan?
Why can’t she let me piss on her face when I get off of work,...
still licking my wounds from Christmas,
and soon,
every damn slut at my job will parade around as the most beloved, egotistical, narcissistic bitch in the
room!
Why can’t I be the one she loves?
Why can’t I be the one she fucks?
Why can’t I be the lucky guy she calls after a night out with her friends and she’s horny and drunk?
Why can’t she accept me for who I am?
Why can’t she be my number one fan?
Why can’t she let me piss on her face when I get off of work,...
519 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2014 1:19am
16th May 2014 1:19am
Beautiful Struggle
She tortures me,
with her gorgeous face,
for, she knows,
she knows,
it pains me so;
my wounds of misplaced yesterdays,
are made fresh with every notes she plays.
My convenient smile,
hides my deep regrets,
and keeps my wondering mind at ease;
for, I know,
I know,
behind her eyes,
are dreams of our blissful possibilities.
We see the future in each other’s soul,
but our pasts won’t let our present grow;
But, we know,
we know,
in every love story told,
is an ending that’s worth the struggle.
with her gorgeous face,
for, she knows,
she knows,
it pains me so;
my wounds of misplaced yesterdays,
are made fresh with every notes she plays.
My convenient smile,
hides my deep regrets,
and keeps my wondering mind at ease;
for, I know,
I know,
behind her eyes,
are dreams of our blissful possibilities.
We see the future in each other’s soul,
but our pasts won’t let our present grow;
But, we know,
we know,
in every love story told,
is an ending that’s worth the struggle.
751 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jan 2014 7:13am
10th Jan 2014 7:13am
In My Dreams
She dwells in my dreams,
to my delight,
for she occupies my fantasies;
and every night I close my eyes,
I hope to find her waiting.
Her unexpected visits bring my heart relief,
and ease my sleep;
she fills the air with memories,
of innocent love and understanding.
She pleases me,
in every way,
our wonder years fly by like days;
and every hour that we're apart,
makes me dread being awake.
to my delight,
for she occupies my fantasies;
and every night I close my eyes,
I hope to find her waiting.
Her unexpected visits bring my heart relief,
and ease my sleep;
she fills the air with memories,
of innocent love and understanding.
She pleases me,
in every way,
our wonder years fly by like days;
and every hour that we're apart,
makes me dread being awake.
641 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 7:56pm
2nd Oct 2013 7:56pm
Penchant To Please
She graces my thoughts like a succulent breeze,
and her touch is extremely addicting;
turning my shaft to stone when she falls to her knees,
never taking her eyes from upon me.
She grips my ass,
while she kisses my thighs;
and I reach for the sky,
when she gags till she cries.
She shows limitless favor,
and I try to stay calm;
but her tongue is the death of my pride.
Ripping off my clothes,
then exposing her robe-less shape to me;
she then pushes me to the floor,
and sits on my face,
then she spanks my dick...
and her touch is extremely addicting;
turning my shaft to stone when she falls to her knees,
never taking her eyes from upon me.
She grips my ass,
while she kisses my thighs;
and I reach for the sky,
when she gags till she cries.
She shows limitless favor,
and I try to stay calm;
but her tongue is the death of my pride.
Ripping off my clothes,
then exposing her robe-less shape to me;
she then pushes me to the floor,
and sits on my face,
then she spanks my dick...
788 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2013 7:51pm
2nd Oct 2013 7:51pm
The Gentlemen's Club
The Gentlemen’s Club…
a place where gentlemen are loved,
revered,
and always met with harmonious cheers;
where the treatment is nothing short of presidential,
for a man just wanting to feel equal.
Love is given for a cost,
yet the word is never spoken;
spending quality time,
with tormented minds,
who are convenient replacements for the permanent.
Dazzling starlets mesmerize the crowd whose eyes are drunken;
for pure hearts are rare within the mob,
while pleasure works for function.
Potential wives living outside the picket...
a place where gentlemen are loved,
revered,
and always met with harmonious cheers;
where the treatment is nothing short of presidential,
for a man just wanting to feel equal.
Love is given for a cost,
yet the word is never spoken;
spending quality time,
with tormented minds,
who are convenient replacements for the permanent.
Dazzling starlets mesmerize the crowd whose eyes are drunken;
for pure hearts are rare within the mob,
while pleasure works for function.
Potential wives living outside the picket...
670 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2013 8:10pm
22nd Aug 2013 8:10pm
Feelings Unearthed
The peace that dwells within her bosom affectionately brings relief to me; appreciating the melody of every song she sings, for I delight in her vulnerability.
There is no sweeter smell than that of her hair laid flat upon my chest; we rest in knowing the morning awaits, living out fates that test our faithfulness.
We cherish each coveted day we live to see as a reward for our belief in opportunity; filling the air we breathe with purpose, and laying a foundation that will grow within our seed.
Never claiming to be the purest, just seeking future...
There is no sweeter smell than that of her hair laid flat upon my chest; we rest in knowing the morning awaits, living out fates that test our faithfulness.
We cherish each coveted day we live to see as a reward for our belief in opportunity; filling the air we breathe with purpose, and laying a foundation that will grow within our seed.
Never claiming to be the purest, just seeking future...
620 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2013 5:43am
29th Jun 2013 5:43am
"Once a Hero"
I once was told how great I was, and how I would change what most could not; yet funny how life brings plots that change the meanings behind our raging thoughts.
Once inspired by those that seek the truth, and motivated by passions that relieve the blind; running from visions of intuition that lead my soul to find some peace of mind.
Humble deeds that fail to see the eyes of those that fear the sun; having won the hearts of faithful souls that feel no need to praise the son.
Every memory that lingers seems to clear the skies where my flights abide; once a hero...
Once inspired by those that seek the truth, and motivated by passions that relieve the blind; running from visions of intuition that lead my soul to find some peace of mind.
Humble deeds that fail to see the eyes of those that fear the sun; having won the hearts of faithful souls that feel no need to praise the son.
Every memory that lingers seems to clear the skies where my flights abide; once a hero...
621 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 00:05am
22nd Jun 2013 00:05am
"Riding To Victory"
The road ahead leads to victory, where she can release all of her deepest fears; not worried about what happens when she accepts a ride with no end in sight.
First she kisses my lips, and then she licks my face all over; preparing for the greatest ride she's ever seen, and ever dreamed.
Claiming her pre-destined place, she makes her way upon my face; straddled on my dimples, while my tongue is working ten-fold.
Grinding on my chin and forehead, and wiggling to her hearts delight; then bouncing up and down, while she drips her love for me to love.
Sucking on...
First she kisses my lips, and then she licks my face all over; preparing for the greatest ride she's ever seen, and ever dreamed.
Claiming her pre-destined place, she makes her way upon my face; straddled on my dimples, while my tongue is working ten-fold.
Grinding on my chin and forehead, and wiggling to her hearts delight; then bouncing up and down, while she drips her love for me to love.
Sucking on...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 11:38pm
21st Jun 2013 11:38pm
Peaceful Confinement
Alone in peaceful solitude, and enjoying a life that’s drama-free; my days are filled with certainties, and the shadows keep me company.
Uneventful days that last for years, shedding tears that seem to comfort me; for every time I dry my eyes, my pride is strengthened mightily.
Past ordeals have made me feel like being safe is the only life for me; for risky interactions never brought much satisfaction.
Secretly wishing for a change of pace, but scared of unknown happenings; hiding feelings that could outshine the sun if I believed the things we see in dreams.
...
Uneventful days that last for years, shedding tears that seem to comfort me; for every time I dry my eyes, my pride is strengthened mightily.
Past ordeals have made me feel like being safe is the only life for me; for risky interactions never brought much satisfaction.
Secretly wishing for a change of pace, but scared of unknown happenings; hiding feelings that could outshine the sun if I believed the things we see in dreams.
...
652 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jun 2013 5:36am
16th Jun 2013 5:36am
Dampened Streets
The streets are filled with broken spirits that harbor fates that can't see their worth; never pouring into the seeds that yearn to know the reason why they cant earn what they deserve.
Dreams that once were bright as day are now dampened by the pouring rain; but the city lights provide temporary release from the endless grief, and abiding pain.
Limitations are common-place, and make society go to war with mediocrity; for no earthy being will choose to believe that their cause is to be ordinary.
Traveling mindsets that have come to be what many accept as...
Dreams that once were bright as day are now dampened by the pouring rain; but the city lights provide temporary release from the endless grief, and abiding pain.
Limitations are common-place, and make society go to war with mediocrity; for no earthy being will choose to believe that their cause is to be ordinary.
Traveling mindsets that have come to be what many accept as...
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