Submissions by BoFantastic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry for fun. It is one of my many graces. I like poetry because it is a great way to express emotions and ideas. Thank you.
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Aug 2014 6:54am
24th Aug 2014 6:54am
Black Unicorns
When pain is present
So is fear.
Pain lingers
But fear disappears.
What you touch with your words,
You bruise.
You touched my heart,
It's black and blue.
Together we complete
Each other's sentences.
Apart we complete
Each other's thoughts.
Hiding in our dreams,
White horses sleeping in the snow.
Present in our lives,
Black unicorns standing on our shadows.
So is fear.
Pain lingers
But fear disappears.
What you touch with your words,
You bruise.
You touched my heart,
It's black and blue.
Together we complete
Each other's sentences.
Apart we complete
Each other's thoughts.
Hiding in our dreams,
White horses sleeping in the snow.
Present in our lives,
Black unicorns standing on our shadows.
782 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Aug 2014 4:50am
20th Aug 2014 4:50am
The Writer's Craft
Talent with discipline
Will have ravens
Landing on your shoulders.
Guided by their wisdom
Gray Cloud gathers
To tell you stories.
Journal Her tears
In your note book
To drink when you are weary.
Wash the stars
From your dreaming eyes
So that you can see clearly--
The hidden wind
Of the fury within
Wishing you well on your journey.
The path that promises glory
Has assigned an angel
To watch the demon that persuades you.
Will have ravens
Landing on your shoulders.
Guided by their wisdom
Gray Cloud gathers
To tell you stories.
Journal Her tears
In your note book
To drink when you are weary.
Wash the stars
From your dreaming eyes
So that you can see clearly--
The hidden wind
Of the fury within
Wishing you well on your journey.
The path that promises glory
Has assigned an angel
To watch the demon that persuades you.
619 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Aug 2014 7:49pm
19th Aug 2014 7:49pm
Vampire Love Letter
What could one bite do?
What could it hurt?
There are greater transgressions to bear,
Such as the pain and suffering of mediocrity.
Living a life limp without passion,
Without satisfaction.
Trade in your melancholy for one inoculating kiss,
There is nothing in the world more salvaging.
Sacrifice your muted misery and hollow hallucinations
For this sobering panacea of unheralded ecstasy.
Allow me to augment you,
Let your blood burn!
Give me your hand,
Let me quell the hopelessness
And quench the unforgiving maladies
That...
What could it hurt?
There are greater transgressions to bear,
Such as the pain and suffering of mediocrity.
Living a life limp without passion,
Without satisfaction.
Trade in your melancholy for one inoculating kiss,
There is nothing in the world more salvaging.
Sacrifice your muted misery and hollow hallucinations
For this sobering panacea of unheralded ecstasy.
Allow me to augment you,
Let your blood burn!
Give me your hand,
Let me quell the hopelessness
And quench the unforgiving maladies
That...
801 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 00:42am
18th Aug 2014 00:42am
Her Vagina Is Not For Sale
Her vagina is not for sale.
It does not go to the highest bidder.
Her vagina has a story to tell.
A tale that is sweet, sour, and bitter.
Her vagina is vegetarian.
Men are not allowed.
She has a high culinary preference.
Her vagina is feminine and proud.
Her vagina rarely smiles.
There is nothing that brings it delight.
Her vagina is an unruly child.
Always putting up a fight.
Her vagina is fervently fresh.
A vanilla lavender potpourri.
Her vagina is never a mess.
As clean-shaven as can be.
Her vagina does not...
It does not go to the highest bidder.
Her vagina has a story to tell.
A tale that is sweet, sour, and bitter.
Her vagina is vegetarian.
Men are not allowed.
She has a high culinary preference.
Her vagina is feminine and proud.
Her vagina rarely smiles.
There is nothing that brings it delight.
Her vagina is an unruly child.
Always putting up a fight.
Her vagina is fervently fresh.
A vanilla lavender potpourri.
Her vagina is never a mess.
As clean-shaven as can be.
Her vagina does not...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 7:15am
16th Aug 2014 7:15am
Elemental Tongue, The Poet's Stone
words are water
they can make any belief grow
and nourish any child's imagination.
words are fire
they can make your anger rage
bringing your innocence to ashes.
words are earth
they give trust a foundation
for friendship to take root.
words are air
they have no weight
but epiphanies will leave you mute.
water, fire, earth, air
the elemental tongue is the poet's stone.
philosophers have their elixir
poets have their own.
drink your words, breathe out fire, stomp--
and take flight.
when you have...
they can make any belief grow
and nourish any child's imagination.
words are fire
they can make your anger rage
bringing your innocence to ashes.
words are earth
they give trust a foundation
for friendship to take root.
words are air
they have no weight
but epiphanies will leave you mute.
water, fire, earth, air
the elemental tongue is the poet's stone.
philosophers have their elixir
poets have their own.
drink your words, breathe out fire, stomp--
and take flight.
when you have...
890 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Aug 2014 5:33am
9th Aug 2014 5:33am
Don't Walk Into My Shadow
Don't walk into my shadow.
It's a web that devoured souls.
And it's freezing cold.
Don't look in my eyes.
It's a portal to another dimension,
A dark place
I wish to forget.
Don't listen to my footsteps.
They're praying on my behalf,
To escape this skin
That drives me mad.
Don't compliment me on my smile.
It's a burden to my mouth.
And I don't trust it.
I don't like how it sprouts.
If only I could blink reality out
Of my mind.
If only I could lick my watch
And tongue-kiss time.
Then I wouldn't...
It's a web that devoured souls.
And it's freezing cold.
Don't look in my eyes.
It's a portal to another dimension,
A dark place
I wish to forget.
Don't listen to my footsteps.
They're praying on my behalf,
To escape this skin
That drives me mad.
Don't compliment me on my smile.
It's a burden to my mouth.
And I don't trust it.
I don't like how it sprouts.
If only I could blink reality out
Of my mind.
If only I could lick my watch
And tongue-kiss time.
Then I wouldn't...
860 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
4th Aug 2014 9:47pm
4th Aug 2014 9:47pm
Dance Of The Raven Avatar
Birthed in the mirth of cackling crows,
This dark fire brings dark wisdom
To end sorrow and woes.
An instrument of cosmic justice,
From the depths of Ether and despair.
Conjured from the pain of our ancestors,
Beware the angry echoes of her glare.
Tightly gripped, her heart does not beat,
It burns.
Her brain is black rainbow liquid light
Sunshine shadow.
Her thoughts don't repeat themselves,
They learn.
Her eyes don't look,
They listen.
Her ears don't hear,
They envision.
Her silence is telepathic and when she...
This dark fire brings dark wisdom
To end sorrow and woes.
An instrument of cosmic justice,
From the depths of Ether and despair.
Conjured from the pain of our ancestors,
Beware the angry echoes of her glare.
Tightly gripped, her heart does not beat,
It burns.
Her brain is black rainbow liquid light
Sunshine shadow.
Her thoughts don't repeat themselves,
They learn.
Her eyes don't look,
They listen.
Her ears don't hear,
They envision.
Her silence is telepathic and when she...
791 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Aug 2014 3:28am
4th Aug 2014 3:28am
I Know What Kind Of Man I Am
There are two types of men
Those who are protected by the law
And those who are protected by God
You can't go far
If you don't know
Who you are
There are two types of women
Women you cry for
And women you cry over
I'm done crying
I know what kind
Of man I am
Those who are protected by the law
And those who are protected by God
You can't go far
If you don't know
Who you are
There are two types of women
Women you cry for
And women you cry over
I'm done crying
I know what kind
Of man I am
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2014 5:43am
3rd Aug 2014 5:43am
Life's A Snitch
Life ain't easy but it ain't hard
Some get high to get by
Some lie down and cry
And some sadly depart,
Before their dance ends
Some struggle and struggle
And never get big things done
Some recover from failure
And find fortune and funds,
They cannot be broken again
Life ain't sweet but it ain't bitter
Some lose themselves in the internet
Spitting fire on the keyboard with ignorance
Growing their bully balls of glitter,
Not knowing they hurt a sensitive creature
Some win and win
And never seem to slow down
Some...
Some get high to get by
Some lie down and cry
And some sadly depart,
Before their dance ends
Some struggle and struggle
And never get big things done
Some recover from failure
And find fortune and funds,
They cannot be broken again
Life ain't sweet but it ain't bitter
Some lose themselves in the internet
Spitting fire on the keyboard with ignorance
Growing their bully balls of glitter,
Not knowing they hurt a sensitive creature
Some win and win
And never seem to slow down
Some...
696 reads
0 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 6:05am
2nd Aug 2014 6:05am
Wouldn't It Be Fun
Wouldn't it be fun if this shirt I'm wearing is magical
Because when I bought it
I said 'wouldn't it be fun if they had this shirt in black'
Next thing I knew
Before I could even refresh the page
They had one in my size
Wouldn't it be fun
If I could talk with mystical beings
And go on mystical adventures
Wouldn't it be delightful
If I could heal people and things instantly
For free and for fun, without them knowing
Wouldn't it be cool
If I could travel in time
Shrink it, slow it down or speed it up
Wouldn't...
Because when I bought it
I said 'wouldn't it be fun if they had this shirt in black'
Next thing I knew
Before I could even refresh the page
They had one in my size
Wouldn't it be fun
If I could talk with mystical beings
And go on mystical adventures
Wouldn't it be delightful
If I could heal people and things instantly
For free and for fun, without them knowing
Wouldn't it be cool
If I could travel in time
Shrink it, slow it down or speed it up
Wouldn't...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Jul 2014 10:08pm
18th Jul 2014 10:08pm
Martial Arts
What happens when a closed fist meets an open hand?
When a closed mind begins to expand?
Fight fire with fire and fire grows.
Let water, on bended knee, propose.
He who controls his thoughts, controls his destiny.
She who controls her anger, controls her chemistry.
You are not being attacked, you are being offered donations.
An arm and a leg to feed your formless charitable foundations.
Take it and bend it to its limits, teach them yoga.
If they do not submit, cancel their membership to your pagoda.
Take it and break it!
...
When a closed mind begins to expand?
Fight fire with fire and fire grows.
Let water, on bended knee, propose.
He who controls his thoughts, controls his destiny.
She who controls her anger, controls her chemistry.
You are not being attacked, you are being offered donations.
An arm and a leg to feed your formless charitable foundations.
Take it and bend it to its limits, teach them yoga.
If they do not submit, cancel their membership to your pagoda.
Take it and break it!
...
757 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2014 3:11am
7th Jul 2014 3:11am
Habits
It's hard to undo
What you have done.
There are more excuses
Than solutions.
You can't beat it,
You can't break it.
You only feed it,
And you're left naked.
Vulnerable
It's hard to walk away
From a good fight.
The pleasure in defeat
Filled with loathsome delight.
Cyclical and intrusive,
It is now attached.
Smaller than you when it started.
But a giant, now that it's hatched.
Monstrous
It is now a problem
You cannot deny.
It orders your steps
And injures...
What you have done.
There are more excuses
Than solutions.
You can't beat it,
You can't break it.
You only feed it,
And you're left naked.
Vulnerable
It's hard to walk away
From a good fight.
The pleasure in defeat
Filled with loathsome delight.
Cyclical and intrusive,
It is now attached.
Smaller than you when it started.
But a giant, now that it's hatched.
Monstrous
It is now a problem
You cannot deny.
It orders your steps
And injures...
810 reads
0 Comments
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