Submissions by BlackedSoul (Daniella Dravinski)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Let the hatred and darkness in my words surround you...
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Sep 2013 7:09am
21st Sep 2013 7:09am
A Rose By The Same Name shall Never Be As Sweet as You
Like roses, I want
us to grow together.
Laugh together, bleed
together. Even if
only for a short
while so I can
say with a warm
smile "Yeah, she
was my girl"
us to grow together.
Laugh together, bleed
together. Even if
only for a short
while so I can
say with a warm
smile "Yeah, she
was my girl"
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2013 11:15am
23rd Aug 2013 11:15am
You Act Like I Can Turn It Off...
I will not comfort the ignorance of
others. I raise my voice and scream
"I will not go quietly" Because I'm
strong enough to take the hits and
fight back. Fight my way into a world
that's rainbow friendly. Where I can
live as you do. But with my head held
high and my freak flag waving proudly.
Beat me, break my body, what does
it prove? Do you think I'll stop being
myself because of you? You may break
my body, but you will never break my
spirit or my pride.
others. I raise my voice and scream
"I will not go quietly" Because I'm
strong enough to take the hits and
fight back. Fight my way into a world
that's rainbow friendly. Where I can
live as you do. But with my head held
high and my freak flag waving proudly.
Beat me, break my body, what does
it prove? Do you think I'll stop being
myself because of you? You may break
my body, but you will never break my
spirit or my pride.
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ANGER POEM
Published
21st Aug 2013 9:42pm
21st Aug 2013 9:42pm
I Hate You, Baby
"I'm not in the mood"
You'd say.
"She means nothing"
You'd say.
"I've only fucked her
a few times"
You'd say.
"I'm not bored"
Silly me.
I believed you. But you're just a
typical, deceiving, manipulating
bastard.
No, I don't care that you were
fucking her. No, I don't care that
you thought she was good. What
bothers me? All those times I
suggested something naughty, but
you always said "No, I'm happy with
this". I was bored, damn it! But then
you have the...
You'd say.
"She means nothing"
You'd say.
"I've only fucked her
a few times"
You'd say.
"I'm not bored"
Silly me.
I believed you. But you're just a
typical, deceiving, manipulating
bastard.
No, I don't care that you were
fucking her. No, I don't care that
you thought she was good. What
bothers me? All those times I
suggested something naughty, but
you always said "No, I'm happy with
this". I was bored, damn it! But then
you have the...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Aug 2013 8:36am
16th Aug 2013 8:36am
When We First Went Out.
He scared me. He would never dare hurt me, but still. He scared me. He could scare me into submission. I'd seen his temper flare and it was terrifying. But I knew he would never raise a hand to me unless I asked. But there was only one time where he almost scared me to death. He kissed me. I know, not too frightening for an ex-hooker, but it was the way he kissed me that had my heart stalling, my blood freezing.
We were walking through a darkened ginnel. I was just kidding and asked if this was the part where he took advantage of me. Then he said the five magic words, "Do you want...
We were walking through a darkened ginnel. I was just kidding and asked if this was the part where he took advantage of me. Then he said the five magic words, "Do you want...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Aug 2013 12:44pm
14th Aug 2013 12:44pm
Furries and f**king Part 1 (Collab. With Shinyman)
Ah good, you're awake"
I purr from the shadows. His face, oh believe me, I'll never forget that look. The look of anguish. Common amongst my victims. I strutted across the cold, damp floor with confidence. My stiletto boots clacking on the floor. Off in the distance, I could hear dripping water and rats squeaking. Delightful setting.
I looked up as I heard her. She appeared from the darkness. Like a beautiful nightmare. Long shiny boots. Long shiny coat. And deathly white skin. Her white thighs showing as her coat moved with her walk. She was holding something. Something shiny...
I purr from the shadows. His face, oh believe me, I'll never forget that look. The look of anguish. Common amongst my victims. I strutted across the cold, damp floor with confidence. My stiletto boots clacking on the floor. Off in the distance, I could hear dripping water and rats squeaking. Delightful setting.
I looked up as I heard her. She appeared from the darkness. Like a beautiful nightmare. Long shiny boots. Long shiny coat. And deathly white skin. Her white thighs showing as her coat moved with her walk. She was holding something. Something shiny...
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 10:05am
12th Aug 2013 10:05am
f**k My Reflection
I've learned to hate my reflection.
Fear it. Like a beast that people
point and whisper at. "How
disgusting!" They mutter. I'm just
a bitch losing her mind. Nothing
more, a whole lot less.
I hate myself for everything.
Blame myself for everything.
I hate myself, I'm terrified of
myself, what I'll see when I
look in the mirror. I don't
want to see the scared,
lonely, scarred child I embody.
Fear it. Like a beast that people
point and whisper at. "How
disgusting!" They mutter. I'm just
a bitch losing her mind. Nothing
more, a whole lot less.
I hate myself for everything.
Blame myself for everything.
I hate myself, I'm terrified of
myself, what I'll see when I
look in the mirror. I don't
want to see the scared,
lonely, scarred child I embody.
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Aug 2013 11:46am
11th Aug 2013 11:46am
She's My Cougar, I'm Her Kitty
Written when I was 18*
Like Christina Hendricks, she aged gracefully.
Deep red hair like fire against her sexy
pallid, skin. Sure she's got a husband,
he don't mean shit since she found me.
He'll never understand her the way i do.
I know her needs and I'm always there.
Wait for him to leave then pounce. "Did you
kiss him?" We'd joke and play. She treated
me better than she did him. In her eyes, I was
never just a "dirty little secret". We were never
"just lovers". We were bound, made into one.
Sure she loved her...
Like Christina Hendricks, she aged gracefully.
Deep red hair like fire against her sexy
pallid, skin. Sure she's got a husband,
he don't mean shit since she found me.
He'll never understand her the way i do.
I know her needs and I'm always there.
Wait for him to leave then pounce. "Did you
kiss him?" We'd joke and play. She treated
me better than she did him. In her eyes, I was
never just a "dirty little secret". We were never
"just lovers". We were bound, made into one.
Sure she loved her...
629 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
26th Jul 2013 12:02pm
26th Jul 2013 12:02pm
Me, The Chair and The Cop (An erotic work of fiction)
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EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2013 10:08am
23rd Jul 2013 10:08am
Darling Dani
I strutted my way down the sidewalk,
drawing all sorts of wrong attention.
Lurid comments from guys hanging
around doorways. Evil glares from
older women. But I lapped it up,
waiting for my ride. My short skirt
riding up, just below my cheeks.
My heels clacked and echoed along.
Awaiting my prince in his black, sleek
Beemer. My boobs pushed up so far,
I could have balanced a schtine on them.
Awaiting.
He rolled up to the curb. I could hear the
engine purring. A black-tinted window
rolled down and I could see him. His icy...
drawing all sorts of wrong attention.
Lurid comments from guys hanging
around doorways. Evil glares from
older women. But I lapped it up,
waiting for my ride. My short skirt
riding up, just below my cheeks.
My heels clacked and echoed along.
Awaiting my prince in his black, sleek
Beemer. My boobs pushed up so far,
I could have balanced a schtine on them.
Awaiting.
He rolled up to the curb. I could hear the
engine purring. A black-tinted window
rolled down and I could see him. His icy...
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4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2013 6:16am
18th Jul 2013 6:16am
Is It? (Thank You, Mr. Wizard)
You make me feel alive.
Like no one else in this
world. I've been dead for
So long that to feel my
heart beat fast from my
thoughts of you is like
a sense of closure.
Bliss. That this rotting
corpse gets a second chance
at whatever this is.
The feel of your smile
against my lips, the
warmth of your touch.
You've thawed out this
frozen corpse and made
her your own. It's a buzz
being close to you. To
just see your smile is
one of the 7 wonders of
my world.
You picked me up, dusted
me...
Like no one else in this
world. I've been dead for
So long that to feel my
heart beat fast from my
thoughts of you is like
a sense of closure.
Bliss. That this rotting
corpse gets a second chance
at whatever this is.
The feel of your smile
against my lips, the
warmth of your touch.
You've thawed out this
frozen corpse and made
her your own. It's a buzz
being close to you. To
just see your smile is
one of the 7 wonders of
my world.
You picked me up, dusted
me...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jul 2013 9:14am
11th Jul 2013 9:14am
I Told You To Wait...And Now You'll Never Know Why
I asked you, begged you, pleaded you to wait
for me. True it was I who put myself in this position.
I asked you not to love anyone else. I begged you.
My Valhalla, I asked you to wait while I battled my
demons, fought the bloody bastards until they were
all dead. But true, I never told you why you must wait,
but tell me this, my darling dearest, what's easier to
deal with? Your girlfriend supposedly cheating on you?
Or finding out that she was raped and that she was never
the same after that?
How she started wearing long trench coats and...
for me. True it was I who put myself in this position.
I asked you not to love anyone else. I begged you.
My Valhalla, I asked you to wait while I battled my
demons, fought the bloody bastards until they were
all dead. But true, I never told you why you must wait,
but tell me this, my darling dearest, what's easier to
deal with? Your girlfriend supposedly cheating on you?
Or finding out that she was raped and that she was never
the same after that?
How she started wearing long trench coats and...
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Jul 2013 3:39pm
8th Jul 2013 3:39pm
Oh Joker, Why Must You Treat Me Like Harley?
This is old*
Oh Mr. J, I can't stand to
even look my Harley Quinn
suit anymore since you
swung my own hammer at
my heart. Can't stand to look
at all those couples dressed
up as You and I since you left
me crying on the bathroom
floor, bleeding out.
Can't stand to watch us
take on the Bat on TV. My
love for you was of a silly
teenager. Just like Her. Our
TV idols. Just like her. All perky
and bouncy. And you, Mr. J, I know
you loved me. You told me, puddin'.
But if you love me, why do you beat me?
Oh Mr. J, I can't stand to
even look my Harley Quinn
suit anymore since you
swung my own hammer at
my heart. Can't stand to look
at all those couples dressed
up as You and I since you left
me crying on the bathroom
floor, bleeding out.
Can't stand to watch us
take on the Bat on TV. My
love for you was of a silly
teenager. Just like Her. Our
TV idols. Just like her. All perky
and bouncy. And you, Mr. J, I know
you loved me. You told me, puddin'.
But if you love me, why do you beat me?
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