Submissions by Beautiful_Enigma
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Though I'm still finding my voice, I'm confident that it will grow from a whisper to a scream...
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jan 2016 7:17pm
27th Jan 2016 7:17pm
Fire & Ashes
I struck a match and threw it
to see if I could ignite your hunger
and release the pent up passion trailing from your fingertips
singeing everything you touch
Your moans
from deep within the throes
fill the room with a vapor thick with lust
and desire
Where there's smoke, there's fire
I kneel before your altar
between these lips your wonderland
I take you into my wetness
and my goal is to lick these flames into a frenzy
In, out
Strong and powerful
I tend to you with all of my might
feeling the blaze...
to see if I could ignite your hunger
and release the pent up passion trailing from your fingertips
singeing everything you touch
Your moans
from deep within the throes
fill the room with a vapor thick with lust
and desire
Where there's smoke, there's fire
I kneel before your altar
between these lips your wonderland
I take you into my wetness
and my goal is to lick these flames into a frenzy
In, out
Strong and powerful
I tend to you with all of my might
feeling the blaze...
1177 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2016 3:10am
27th Jan 2016 3:10am
Never Mind Me, I'm Just Venting
From time to time you cross my mind
I'd like to say it's less frequently these days
But we both know that's a lie
I'd like to say it doesn't hurt
realizing moments are just memories
But that'd be a lie too
I tried to pretend as if it didn't happen
that it didn't matter
a temporary thing to be erased as soon as it got so... messed up
But I was just fooling myself
When it comes to love
it's always written in ink
worn across the heart like a tattoo
even if it's brief
even if it's unspoken
So I can't...
I'd like to say it's less frequently these days
But we both know that's a lie
I'd like to say it doesn't hurt
realizing moments are just memories
But that'd be a lie too
I tried to pretend as if it didn't happen
that it didn't matter
a temporary thing to be erased as soon as it got so... messed up
But I was just fooling myself
When it comes to love
it's always written in ink
worn across the heart like a tattoo
even if it's brief
even if it's unspoken
So I can't...
974 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2016 6:00am
23rd Jan 2016 6:00am
to be continued...
synapses sizzle with potential
anticipating creations of ink stained fingers
while my corner of the world slumbers
beneath tucked blankets of driven snow
anticipating creations of ink stained fingers
while my corner of the world slumbers
beneath tucked blankets of driven snow
625 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jan 2016 5:05am
19th Jan 2016 5:05am
Rapunzel Syndrome
Trapped inside this tower, many a lonely hour
The same way it's always been
Waiting for Charming to come do his thing
Sipping on a little gin
Damsel in distress, man fix the mess
That's how princesses are programmed
But his ass is taking a little too long
All of this stress be damned
The dragons came raging, in full glory blazing
And he was no where to be found
So I did the only thing that I knew how
One by one I took them down
I examine hair strands inside of my hands
And it doesn't matter if my prince ever comes
My...
The same way it's always been
Waiting for Charming to come do his thing
Sipping on a little gin
Damsel in distress, man fix the mess
That's how princesses are programmed
But his ass is taking a little too long
All of this stress be damned
The dragons came raging, in full glory blazing
And he was no where to be found
So I did the only thing that I knew how
One by one I took them down
I examine hair strands inside of my hands
And it doesn't matter if my prince ever comes
My...
759 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jan 2016 3:15am
18th Jan 2016 3:15am
Hindsight is 20/20
I wanted it too much
desperately
but I wasn't ready
so I rushed it
overcompensating due to temporary opinions and underestimating my own value
I suppose it's my fear of being alone
or all this love I've saved up to give to someone else
saving so little for myself
running frenzied on the hamster wheel of
"see me" "pick me" "love me"
forgetting that I am enough
just me
regardless of the scars and flaws
I am enough
I remembered it
but I'm afraid it's already too late
So it's okay if you leave me...
desperately
but I wasn't ready
so I rushed it
overcompensating due to temporary opinions and underestimating my own value
I suppose it's my fear of being alone
or all this love I've saved up to give to someone else
saving so little for myself
running frenzied on the hamster wheel of
"see me" "pick me" "love me"
forgetting that I am enough
just me
regardless of the scars and flaws
I am enough
I remembered it
but I'm afraid it's already too late
So it's okay if you leave me...
868 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 8:36pm
16th Jan 2016 8:36pm
At Least He Thinks I'm Funny...
Four in the morning
My kid is in fits of giggles at the funny faces mommy makes
Too young to realize I'm drunk off my ass
And his squeals make my eyeballs rattle like maracas at carnivale
I'm too old for this shit
I say that every time, don't I?
One day I'll believe it
Damn boy go to bed
But how long will I be awake at 4 in the morning because he actually wants to play with me
It's not fair to him
Mommy lost control of her days so she drinks away her nights
He wants me to play
I just want to pass out
One more hour and I'll be responsible and...
My kid is in fits of giggles at the funny faces mommy makes
Too young to realize I'm drunk off my ass
And his squeals make my eyeballs rattle like maracas at carnivale
I'm too old for this shit
I say that every time, don't I?
One day I'll believe it
Damn boy go to bed
But how long will I be awake at 4 in the morning because he actually wants to play with me
It's not fair to him
Mommy lost control of her days so she drinks away her nights
He wants me to play
I just want to pass out
One more hour and I'll be responsible and...
778 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 2:52pm
16th Jan 2016 2:52pm
And The Band Played On...
I can't dance anymore
my feet can't keep up with this tempo
my soul has fallen out of sync with this tune
I'm tired of trying so hard
You guys go on ahead without me...
I just want to rest a while
knowing honestly they won't even notice that I've gone
my feet can't keep up with this tempo
my soul has fallen out of sync with this tune
I'm tired of trying so hard
You guys go on ahead without me...
I just want to rest a while
knowing honestly they won't even notice that I've gone
937 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jan 2016 3:13am
13th Jan 2016 3:13am
Life Lessons From a Walking Target
don't waste time dodging bullets
that which doesn't kill you
has a hell of a ricochet
that which doesn't kill you
has a hell of a ricochet
835 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Jan 2016 1:28am
8th Jan 2016 1:28am
Sugar & Honey
In darkness I have thrived to breakthrough light
understandings of beauty in such might
being the sugar to the shit of plight
in spite of
the doubt of
the fight
I can't be bothered with square pegs and round holes
forcing, chipping at my soul
to fit into someone else's mold
I don't break
oh no
I don't fold
For far too long it was just too rough
putting on fronts, trying to be tough
wondering when would enough be enough
because tender hearts
can only take
so much
But now I don't care for dodging blows...
understandings of beauty in such might
being the sugar to the shit of plight
in spite of
the doubt of
the fight
I can't be bothered with square pegs and round holes
forcing, chipping at my soul
to fit into someone else's mold
I don't break
oh no
I don't fold
For far too long it was just too rough
putting on fronts, trying to be tough
wondering when would enough be enough
because tender hearts
can only take
so much
But now I don't care for dodging blows...
907 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Dec 2015 7:25pm
30th Dec 2015 7:25pm
Clean Slates
In a world where nothing is promised, I would be a fool to rush time away
But 2015 has worn out its welcome with me
And while I appreciate all it has taught me
I have had my fill
This has been a year of question marks and periods
Fires extinguished and reignited
I have been betrayed and back stabbed
And learned that no one is really a liar in a land of smoke and mirrors
I have walked a fine line between self discovery and self destruction
I have lost myself and found who I used to be
Or at least who I wanted to be
I have...
But 2015 has worn out its welcome with me
And while I appreciate all it has taught me
I have had my fill
This has been a year of question marks and periods
Fires extinguished and reignited
I have been betrayed and back stabbed
And learned that no one is really a liar in a land of smoke and mirrors
I have walked a fine line between self discovery and self destruction
I have lost myself and found who I used to be
Or at least who I wanted to be
I have...
833 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Dec 2015 4:43am
29th Dec 2015 4:43am
Faintly, I Hear...
the pain of heartache resonates the sorrowful melody of a thousand burning violins
in time the flames will die in the shadow of resurrected hope
leaving the memory of music swirling in the ashes
in time the flames will die in the shadow of resurrected hope
leaving the memory of music swirling in the ashes
967 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Dec 2015 5:38am
20th Dec 2015 5:38am
Confessions From a Shot Glass
It must be transparent
My useless attempts to disguise my true feelings as lighthearted lust
a harmless flirt
my habitual pattern of settling for less than opening up my trust and speaking a pure, unadulterated truth
I want you
But I want to no longer... just want
to have the courage to speak the words my mouth dare not yet divulge
That I long to try, and maybe fail
and carry a gentle blanket of nostalgia
to reminisce of a time when love was gentle and true
and even though the fire burned out
the memory of the heat...
My useless attempts to disguise my true feelings as lighthearted lust
a harmless flirt
my habitual pattern of settling for less than opening up my trust and speaking a pure, unadulterated truth
I want you
But I want to no longer... just want
to have the courage to speak the words my mouth dare not yet divulge
That I long to try, and maybe fail
and carry a gentle blanket of nostalgia
to reminisce of a time when love was gentle and true
and even though the fire burned out
the memory of the heat...
1259 reads
14 Comments
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