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?
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2013 6:07am
23rd Nov 2013 6:07am
will you weep?
was i wrong to let my hands
touch the things that hurt?
was i right to give my heart away
knowing i wouldn't get it back?
am i wrong to let my eyes
see the fires that still burn?
am i right to have sold my soul
to be only with you?
and will you shed your tears,
weep as Jesus wept when i am gone?
and will you be there, watching
when i rise for only you?
will you stay to cuddle and watch
when i drift off to sleep?
will you pray, pray for our souls
to reunite once again in another time?
will you shed your tears...
touch the things that hurt?
was i right to give my heart away
knowing i wouldn't get it back?
am i wrong to let my eyes
see the fires that still burn?
am i right to have sold my soul
to be only with you?
and will you shed your tears,
weep as Jesus wept when i am gone?
and will you be there, watching
when i rise for only you?
will you stay to cuddle and watch
when i drift off to sleep?
will you pray, pray for our souls
to reunite once again in another time?
will you shed your tears...
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5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2013 5:11pm
14th Nov 2013 5:11pm
Mairwen's Sorrow (w/ MissAngelic)
Tell me why these brown eyes burn
with a desire no other shall know?
Why was I created, a creature so different
as a black rose in the garden of Eve?
These wounds will never heal
and scars will tell stories never understood.
I have been marked and will never be free
of this worlds perfection in a black mirror reflection.
Such a strong force resides within,
a power well kept beyond spoken promises made.
Whispering voices echo through my ears
telling me that my pain, my demons are here to stay.
How can I ever see myself...
with a desire no other shall know?
Why was I created, a creature so different
as a black rose in the garden of Eve?
These wounds will never heal
and scars will tell stories never understood.
I have been marked and will never be free
of this worlds perfection in a black mirror reflection.
Such a strong force resides within,
a power well kept beyond spoken promises made.
Whispering voices echo through my ears
telling me that my pain, my demons are here to stay.
How can I ever see myself...
754 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Nov 2013 7:11am
13th Nov 2013 7:11am
~~Another Pain~~
Laying myself to rest
conjuring up a pretty picture.
The blueprints and schematics of my life,
but in the end the result... Total Failure!!
I do not know where to begin
to even start to write this down.
Remembering all the scheming lies
walking beside a shadow, seeing through it's eyes.
Embracing this depression
as my life slowly passes by.
Feeling so lost in this reality
of just another never ending nightmare.
No eyes will ever see
the scars that lay beneath the surface.
With an exterior shell made of lies
protecting...
conjuring up a pretty picture.
The blueprints and schematics of my life,
but in the end the result... Total Failure!!
I do not know where to begin
to even start to write this down.
Remembering all the scheming lies
walking beside a shadow, seeing through it's eyes.
Embracing this depression
as my life slowly passes by.
Feeling so lost in this reality
of just another never ending nightmare.
No eyes will ever see
the scars that lay beneath the surface.
With an exterior shell made of lies
protecting...
715 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Nov 2013 10:17pm
11th Nov 2013 10:17pm
infatuated with,
besotted by,
dotting over,
obsessed with
a ghost.
a mirror image,
a magnification
of everything it
was a moment ago.
a gag, suffocating
by asphyxiation
suppressing it's
last breath.
a body bathed,
showered in the
warmth of
coagulating blood.
never a thought,
or thoughtless deliberation
given to the fact
it would keep me warm.
on this deathly,
baleful, invert night
screams heard not of pain
but of pure ecstasy.
white skin illuminated,
somber so...
besotted by,
dotting over,
obsessed with
a ghost.
a mirror image,
a magnification
of everything it
was a moment ago.
a gag, suffocating
by asphyxiation
suppressing it's
last breath.
a body bathed,
showered in the
warmth of
coagulating blood.
never a thought,
or thoughtless deliberation
given to the fact
it would keep me warm.
on this deathly,
baleful, invert night
screams heard not of pain
but of pure ecstasy.
white skin illuminated,
somber so...
767 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
9th Nov 2013 2:53am
9th Nov 2013 2:53am
Persephone's Pomegranate
with surreal pictures
surrounding me
frost bitten dreams
on a crystal clear night
darkness has come to
embrace and cover me
sheltering me in moonlight
with stars twinkling white
touching and caressing
in endless beauty
such a pureness comes
with the love frozen in ice
the coldness has crept in
chilling my reckless pursuit
snowflakes shiver with delight
floating alone on this winter night
crisp air sharpens my mind
with frozen kisses keeping me alive
with summer asleep...
surrounding me
frost bitten dreams
on a crystal clear night
darkness has come to
embrace and cover me
sheltering me in moonlight
with stars twinkling white
touching and caressing
in endless beauty
such a pureness comes
with the love frozen in ice
the coldness has crept in
chilling my reckless pursuit
snowflakes shiver with delight
floating alone on this winter night
crisp air sharpens my mind
with frozen kisses keeping me alive
with summer asleep...
882 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Nov 2013 7:24pm
7th Nov 2013 7:24pm
Suicide Hearts
(written with JohnFeddeler)
tried to find you
at the bottom of this bottle
swirling in lust
and the poison of my sins
cigarettes are getting stale
I exhale
& there you are again
swaying in the smoke
money blown
for powder cut on glass
a high to remove your lies
yet this cocaine cries
hundred dollar hookers
fifteen minutes down the drain
your accusing liquid eyes
floating just above the stain
morphine drips
numbing the heart
condemning love
from hardened lips
...
tried to find you
at the bottom of this bottle
swirling in lust
and the poison of my sins
cigarettes are getting stale
I exhale
& there you are again
swaying in the smoke
money blown
for powder cut on glass
a high to remove your lies
yet this cocaine cries
hundred dollar hookers
fifteen minutes down the drain
your accusing liquid eyes
floating just above the stain
morphine drips
numbing the heart
condemning love
from hardened lips
...
845 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 4:45am
3rd Nov 2013 4:45am
One Side Of A Cyber Love
Can you imagine what it would have been if we had not met? Everything would have been completely different. All night from the moment I read your lustful words, I pictured your handsome face, imagined your voice, wanted only to be with you. If you had remained within that chat room five more minutes I would have been forced to blurt out my feelings for you.
There is something about you, although I am not sure what it is, that makes me want to know you, to know everything about you. To know what makes you tick, what makes you mad, to know your love and your passion. We barely spoke...
There is something about you, although I am not sure what it is, that makes me want to know you, to know everything about you. To know what makes you tick, what makes you mad, to know your love and your passion. We barely spoke...
865 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Oct 2013 6:46am
29th Oct 2013 6:46am
Hazel Eyed Lover
As a small child, I was a doe-eyed raven haired little girl. At a distinctive age before awareness of passion and the lustful dreams of a woman, I would dream of a man. Not any man but one particular man, a hazel eyed man. He was a gentle man with a scarred soul. He was mine, all mine in these fantasy dreams. He was not maternal, nor a brother nor a friend, but none the less i loved him. At the time I did not understand this foreboding fantasy love. It was not something that I sought, rather it sought me. It was strong and forged through all time, it was everlasting. It constantly...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 6:29am
25th Oct 2013 6:29am
Letter To My Lover
To My Dark Lover,
You have kidnapped my heart and soul. While you so graciously hold it hostage,
I cannot concentrate on the tasks in front of me for thinking about you. There
is not one minute of the day you are not on my mind. It is a never ending cycle
as if a broken record is playing the same love song over and over. When I lay
down at night you are on my mind, when I wake you are the first thing I think
of. And, of course, you are always in my dreams.
And, within these I feel you. I feel your touch, taste your lips. Oh... the naughty
things...
You have kidnapped my heart and soul. While you so graciously hold it hostage,
I cannot concentrate on the tasks in front of me for thinking about you. There
is not one minute of the day you are not on my mind. It is a never ending cycle
as if a broken record is playing the same love song over and over. When I lay
down at night you are on my mind, when I wake you are the first thing I think
of. And, of course, you are always in my dreams.
And, within these I feel you. I feel your touch, taste your lips. Oh... the naughty
things...
841 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 1:48am
25th Oct 2013 1:48am
Sylvan Wisdom
refreshing and warm
these raindrops that fall
drifting as faery wings resting
upon a maze of greenery
where pastel flowers bloom and
emerald shoots dance upon the
earth their dance of life
underneath the sodden leaves
where little birds run for cover
while the king watches from his throne
as everything keeps changing
yet remains the same
the old oak tree
has stood through
the test of Gods time...
he knows he stands alone
after the rain has quenched
the thirst of the earth
bees and butterflies flit and...
these raindrops that fall
drifting as faery wings resting
upon a maze of greenery
where pastel flowers bloom and
emerald shoots dance upon the
earth their dance of life
underneath the sodden leaves
where little birds run for cover
while the king watches from his throne
as everything keeps changing
yet remains the same
the old oak tree
has stood through
the test of Gods time...
he knows he stands alone
after the rain has quenched
the thirst of the earth
bees and butterflies flit and...
#forest
#trees
#animals
#rain
#nature
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