Submissions by BlackVelvetRose (Ragdoll Raven)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
You know without You I am lost, You are the temptation, You are my god, I wanna feel You deep inside, can You hold me just for this night?
Where Shadows Fall
never wanted to be recessive
to distance myself from
the rest of the world.
unanswered sequences of words
hanging, lost in cyber space
as my cursor hovers in anxiety.
waiting for words that never come
reading from scraps of imagined life fill
reconstructed pages of this cyber scene.
never wanted to deal with baggage
of the things hidden left unsaid
between the cracks, we have lost ourselves.
with invisible letters kept close
it is how we clothe our lies
together but yet alone.
burning these bridges of...
to distance myself from
the rest of the world.
unanswered sequences of words
hanging, lost in cyber space
as my cursor hovers in anxiety.
waiting for words that never come
reading from scraps of imagined life fill
reconstructed pages of this cyber scene.
never wanted to deal with baggage
of the things hidden left unsaid
between the cracks, we have lost ourselves.
with invisible letters kept close
it is how we clothe our lies
together but yet alone.
burning these bridges of...
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Paradise In Solitude
Cradled by these slipping shadows
in solitude I am dead to this life.
My diminshed saturnine existence
has became a lucid paradise.
Whispered screams escape from the inside
carving a path within my sepulchral state.
Bedeviled by a sedated piteous misery
a concoction of my own maniacal mind.
These evanescent moments spent in solitude
have given me a persistent escape.
A place where I dictate my own dreams
abiding in a kingdom solely for myself.
A place to reside without fear
and no need for those so called gods.
My self...
in solitude I am dead to this life.
My diminshed saturnine existence
has became a lucid paradise.
Whispered screams escape from the inside
carving a path within my sepulchral state.
Bedeviled by a sedated piteous misery
a concoction of my own maniacal mind.
These evanescent moments spent in solitude
have given me a persistent escape.
A place where I dictate my own dreams
abiding in a kingdom solely for myself.
A place to reside without fear
and no need for those so called gods.
My self...
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By the Light of A Pale Fire
i have walked through
a man-made wasteland
of tarnished chiseled words
and dusty promised dreams
looking for the
forgotten ideas of things lost
trying to find the person
that once i used to be.
thoughts i cannot remember
and non-recognizable mistakes
makes me realize in so
many relentless ways
that i have changed
living in the light
while time has stayed
completely the same.
and a knowing fear
a pale fire comes
burning back to me.
the feeling of a dry soul
petting drier, nothing can grow
within the...
a man-made wasteland
of tarnished chiseled words
and dusty promised dreams
looking for the
forgotten ideas of things lost
trying to find the person
that once i used to be.
thoughts i cannot remember
and non-recognizable mistakes
makes me realize in so
many relentless ways
that i have changed
living in the light
while time has stayed
completely the same.
and a knowing fear
a pale fire comes
burning back to me.
the feeling of a dry soul
petting drier, nothing can grow
within the...
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'Firebrande'
i can taste you within the
black flame burning in my mind.
the beast within needs to
feed upon and feel your touch.
your very flesh drives me insane
as darkness whispers life to my soul.
a bittersweet ache is all that remains
turning to wretched pain
your tongue caressing my spine
I know now it is all in vain...
i have crept to you in silence,
baby, i came to you in pain.
all of this to bring the devil closer
adding lightning to the flame.
you know the temptation of my mouth
and how it fits you like a glove.
tasting...
black flame burning in my mind.
the beast within needs to
feed upon and feel your touch.
your very flesh drives me insane
as darkness whispers life to my soul.
a bittersweet ache is all that remains
turning to wretched pain
your tongue caressing my spine
I know now it is all in vain...
i have crept to you in silence,
baby, i came to you in pain.
all of this to bring the devil closer
adding lightning to the flame.
you know the temptation of my mouth
and how it fits you like a glove.
tasting...
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~ HIS ~
a lovely rose came to Him
head bowed, eyes lowered.
every inch of her alabaster flesh
begged to be whatever pleased Him.
she wanted to taste His desire
feel the sin of His lust.
she wanted to feel the sting of His whip
and the intense bite of clamps and clips.
she felt the heat rise flushing her cheeks
thinking of firm bamboo, a cane across her hip.
hands shackled straining against His binds
naked and totally as His disposal.
His voice, a soft whisper, spoke to her soul
calling to His lovely rose, His little one to surrender...
head bowed, eyes lowered.
every inch of her alabaster flesh
begged to be whatever pleased Him.
she wanted to taste His desire
feel the sin of His lust.
she wanted to feel the sting of His whip
and the intense bite of clamps and clips.
she felt the heat rise flushing her cheeks
thinking of firm bamboo, a cane across her hip.
hands shackled straining against His binds
naked and totally as His disposal.
His voice, a soft whisper, spoke to her soul
calling to His lovely rose, His little one to surrender...
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Emotional Flood Pt. 2
a fragile mind, ticking timebomb
frightened of the very soul
that has breathed life to lies.
and what will become of the one
convienced to set the truth aside
to keep living in the bearable precious calm.
these lies have caused much agony
beyond redemption fatal mistakes are revealed
no where to hide, no where to run.
one last miserable chance
trying it all over again,
and for this the mind asks the soul, why?
feels like a rerun of fading emotion,
will it ever be any different,
will it ever changes what is to be?
...
frightened of the very soul
that has breathed life to lies.
and what will become of the one
convienced to set the truth aside
to keep living in the bearable precious calm.
these lies have caused much agony
beyond redemption fatal mistakes are revealed
no where to hide, no where to run.
one last miserable chance
trying it all over again,
and for this the mind asks the soul, why?
feels like a rerun of fading emotion,
will it ever be any different,
will it ever changes what is to be?
...
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Emotional Flood
idling through consciousness
teetering on the edge
subconscious state of mind.
aware of moments lost,
of moments that will never be
will i ever see the light again?
even if i will it, dream it
could it ever be the me
like so many years ago...
never saw it coming,
these fleeting memories
are they lost forever?
do i remember, or do i deny
thoughts of light
bring me to my knees.
so many signs, couldn't believe
neglecting all that was real
will i ever dream again?
with persistent fear chasing...
teetering on the edge
subconscious state of mind.
aware of moments lost,
of moments that will never be
will i ever see the light again?
even if i will it, dream it
could it ever be the me
like so many years ago...
never saw it coming,
these fleeting memories
are they lost forever?
do i remember, or do i deny
thoughts of light
bring me to my knees.
so many signs, couldn't believe
neglecting all that was real
will i ever dream again?
with persistent fear chasing...
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Utopia Of Darkness
i have spent fleeting time
painting up the wondrous illusion
of what my Utopia should be...
creating my own paradise
with each stroke of
this stiff bristled brush...
this is the one place
the only place i need to be
to feel utterly complete...
overly manipulated and forgotten
remembered only by shadows
reborn, my safe haven...
never shall i wake
never shall i sleep
lost within darkness, so deep...
in this gray kaleidoscope
i am the messenger
the server of this silence...
living in this world...
painting up the wondrous illusion
of what my Utopia should be...
creating my own paradise
with each stroke of
this stiff bristled brush...
this is the one place
the only place i need to be
to feel utterly complete...
overly manipulated and forgotten
remembered only by shadows
reborn, my safe haven...
never shall i wake
never shall i sleep
lost within darkness, so deep...
in this gray kaleidoscope
i am the messenger
the server of this silence...
living in this world...
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Dreaming in Purgatory
last night upon a dreary dusk
feverishly i awoke from a catnap so deep.
a cold sweat glazed over my lackluster skin
retreating to my crystal of gazing dreams.
this is where you have become my nightmare
fearful now of resting slumber
and the torment it has given.
careening my skull and mind
pleading to purgatory to erase these memories,
a framework built for housing my insanity.
to dream no longer i vow
as the voices repeat my ancient plea.
my call goes unanswered as he forms before me
a phoenix rising from the ashes
burning...
feverishly i awoke from a catnap so deep.
a cold sweat glazed over my lackluster skin
retreating to my crystal of gazing dreams.
this is where you have become my nightmare
fearful now of resting slumber
and the torment it has given.
careening my skull and mind
pleading to purgatory to erase these memories,
a framework built for housing my insanity.
to dream no longer i vow
as the voices repeat my ancient plea.
my call goes unanswered as he forms before me
a phoenix rising from the ashes
burning...
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The Devil and The Rose
such a meticulous task
these two years of fornication
glued together with nothing
but the lust in the others voice
yearning for the others
eager admiration
sinfully adorned within darkness.
upon the eve of devils night
we joined our minds, hearts, and souls
bound tightly within hell sinew
sewn together with our evil ways
devoured by the blackened embers
of our ever carnal ways
now its time to pay
across the path we have strayed.
the devil has now claimed his new mistress
leaving you bitter and breathless.
these two years of fornication
glued together with nothing
but the lust in the others voice
yearning for the others
eager admiration
sinfully adorned within darkness.
upon the eve of devils night
we joined our minds, hearts, and souls
bound tightly within hell sinew
sewn together with our evil ways
devoured by the blackened embers
of our ever carnal ways
now its time to pay
across the path we have strayed.
the devil has now claimed his new mistress
leaving you bitter and breathless.
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to all of those
who have heard
the thunder sound,
to all of those
who have felt
my burning eyes...
i am what
you would call
a misty dream,
a mere apparition
and to all
i draw the line
of deathly sanity.
upon the furthest mountain
i long for my sea
of tears to fall
until my lonely soul
departs this poignant
blighted world.
i long to be
one with the night
to be the soft
caressing breeze
upon the graveyard
of extinguished memories.
to all of those
that have seen
the...
who have heard
the thunder sound,
to all of those
who have felt
my burning eyes...
i am what
you would call
a misty dream,
a mere apparition
and to all
i draw the line
of deathly sanity.
upon the furthest mountain
i long for my sea
of tears to fall
until my lonely soul
departs this poignant
blighted world.
i long to be
one with the night
to be the soft
caressing breeze
upon the graveyard
of extinguished memories.
to all of those
that have seen
the...
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~Samsara~
you are the
Lord of Destruction
immersed in a drowning
sea of placid opium.
dancing to the beat
of rhythmic drums
oblivious to the
love of this heart.
poisoned elixir
of your demon seed
overflowed, trickling
down my throat.
a destructive nectar
sweet as honey
bearing the mark
of your deepest
darkest notes.
dissolving to create
the death of this
heart and soul.
wearing a silver chain
witness to the fact
a slaves heart
bears the mark
of your amusing death.
your samsara turns...
Lord of Destruction
immersed in a drowning
sea of placid opium.
dancing to the beat
of rhythmic drums
oblivious to the
love of this heart.
poisoned elixir
of your demon seed
overflowed, trickling
down my throat.
a destructive nectar
sweet as honey
bearing the mark
of your deepest
darkest notes.
dissolving to create
the death of this
heart and soul.
wearing a silver chain
witness to the fact
a slaves heart
bears the mark
of your amusing death.
your samsara turns...
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