Submissions by Blake25
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The universe is your canvas
Silent Screams
You sit alone,
reciting your favorite
lullaby, sweet angels tearing
their wings against
a hate-manifested thorn ,
knowing the pain that they
have shall become reborn, in
hopes that others will mourn.
Tensions are flared and you become
scared, watching your
tunnel vision fill with sorrow
and self-hatred, as the
youthful spirit within you
becomes sedated.
Dreaming of your blood trickling
down, hoping you wake up ...
reciting your favorite
lullaby, sweet angels tearing
their wings against
a hate-manifested thorn ,
knowing the pain that they
have shall become reborn, in
hopes that others will mourn.
Tensions are flared and you become
scared, watching your
tunnel vision fill with sorrow
and self-hatred, as the
youthful spirit within you
becomes sedated.
Dreaming of your blood trickling
down, hoping you wake up ...
975 reads
5 Comments
What they don't know about her
Like a princess, she sits
alone in her decadent
castle, with brilliantly
sculpted pillars, and an
enchanting fountain. It's
spout shoots so high it
can touch the sky.
But in a dark solemn silence,
she sits alone,
feeling numb to the
very core.
No emotion, no love,
she is like a dove, stripped
of her wings and forced to eat the
food that is handed to her. Her
angelic eyes say it all, for they seem...
alone in her decadent
castle, with brilliantly
sculpted pillars, and an
enchanting fountain. It's
spout shoots so high it
can touch the sky.
But in a dark solemn silence,
she sits alone,
feeling numb to the
very core.
No emotion, no love,
she is like a dove, stripped
of her wings and forced to eat the
food that is handed to her. Her
angelic eyes say it all, for they seem...
1017 reads
10 Comments
A bad trip and a lost friend
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937 reads
11 Comments
Bound to please
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1778 reads
16 Comments
Like it was your first time (Modified and updated version)
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1329 reads
8 Comments
Like it was your first time
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2 Comments
Rebel Love
Your logic perceives
me as your biggest mistake,
but your heart
speaks differently, for
it craves the chocolate
flavored romance.
Each burning passion
leaves this chocolate smoldering
hot to the very core, melting at the
sight of your burning lust. Two young
hearts with similar intentions,
and what are
feelings, without emotions?
If your Dad heard, he would go in for
kill, but you, my dear, cannot refrain, for
you love the thrill.
Your fear and remorse makes
me want to hold...
me as your biggest mistake,
but your heart
speaks differently, for
it craves the chocolate
flavored romance.
Each burning passion
leaves this chocolate smoldering
hot to the very core, melting at the
sight of your burning lust. Two young
hearts with similar intentions,
and what are
feelings, without emotions?
If your Dad heard, he would go in for
kill, but you, my dear, cannot refrain, for
you love the thrill.
Your fear and remorse makes
me want to hold...
1420 reads
10 Comments
Black Veil Mistress
You touching me with
unyielding passion lingers
in my dreams, but
nothings as it seems.
Our precious times remain
vivid, but here
I lay awake lonely and fucking
livid.
In this bed,
memories continue to run
rampant through my crazy head.
Rough sex, loud cries, soft moans,
leather restraints
whips,
ball gag,
And the rope burns,
lying dormant at the ends of
both wrtists. But, what
I missed the most? YOU and
your fucking MISERY.
So empty and
so unclean,...
unyielding passion lingers
in my dreams, but
nothings as it seems.
Our precious times remain
vivid, but here
I lay awake lonely and fucking
livid.
In this bed,
memories continue to run
rampant through my crazy head.
Rough sex, loud cries, soft moans,
leather restraints
whips,
ball gag,
And the rope burns,
lying dormant at the ends of
both wrtists. But, what
I missed the most? YOU and
your fucking MISERY.
So empty and
so unclean,...
1077 reads
6 Comments
Sweet sensations
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1489 reads
7 Comments
The cry that will never be heard
There she sits in
her solemn silence,
painting a crimson red,
with a knife to her wrist.
Every ounce spilling
onto her paper is another
demon drowned out by
her mist.
Again-and-again,
She falls prey to an overwhelming
slew of unwanted emotions, devouring
every last bit of dignity she has, forcing her to retreat to a place of solitude, her veil. A day in the sun is typically eradicated by a storm filled with rain and hail.
Forever, she's forced to conceal the true inclinations of...
her solemn silence,
painting a crimson red,
with a knife to her wrist.
Every ounce spilling
onto her paper is another
demon drowned out by
her mist.
Again-and-again,
She falls prey to an overwhelming
slew of unwanted emotions, devouring
every last bit of dignity she has, forcing her to retreat to a place of solitude, her veil. A day in the sun is typically eradicated by a storm filled with rain and hail.
Forever, she's forced to conceal the true inclinations of...
789 reads
4 Comments
I let in a stranger who came through my window (Egoist and Blake 25)
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1372 reads
8 Comments
School girl
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0 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Blake25