Submissions by Cayleigh
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write my love between old bookstore classics, and a bare ribcage.
STORY POEM
Published
20th Feb 2010 1:20pm
20th Feb 2010 1:20pm
My Princess
Hello there my Princess,
How are you today?
Come and dine with me,
Like you did last night,
In a forest far away.
I know I'm just a lowly peasant,
Like you tell me every day.
But if I didn't know any better--
I'd say you liked me that way.
You see that crown atop your head?
--A perfect image in the morn,--
However, late at night,
That crown becomes adorned.
So--My Princess,
Come dine with me,
Like you did last night,
And many nights before.
How are you today?
Come and dine with me,
Like you did last night,
In a forest far away.
I know I'm just a lowly peasant,
Like you tell me every day.
But if I didn't know any better--
I'd say you liked me that way.
You see that crown atop your head?
--A perfect image in the morn,--
However, late at night,
That crown becomes adorned.
So--My Princess,
Come dine with me,
Like you did last night,
And many nights before.
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Feb 2010 8:24pm
19th Feb 2010 8:24pm
Through the Eyes of a Psychotic Artist
Your blood is like art to me.
Watching it drip into a puddle on the floor,
Painting a wonderful picture.
-One that only I can see.-
You are my canvas,
And I the creative painter.
As you wither and squirm,
Your screams encourage me,
-To do it just a little bit more.-
Your once innocent blond locks,
Are now coated with red.
You look more beautiful to me now,
Than you ever have before.
But I don’t tell you this,
I only sit and stare.
And carve just a little deeper. ...
Watching it drip into a puddle on the floor,
Painting a wonderful picture.
-One that only I can see.-
You are my canvas,
And I the creative painter.
As you wither and squirm,
Your screams encourage me,
-To do it just a little bit more.-
Your once innocent blond locks,
Are now coated with red.
You look more beautiful to me now,
Than you ever have before.
But I don’t tell you this,
I only sit and stare.
And carve just a little deeper. ...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Feb 2010 8:15pm
19th Feb 2010 8:15pm
Murder Scene
One day I'll find my inner thoughts,
There.--Spread upon my floor,
A scene of macabre for everyone to see.
The stains so deep.
A crime of passion, There,
Upon my floor.
So honey,
You better stay away from me.
There.--Spread upon my floor,
A scene of macabre for everyone to see.
The stains so deep.
A crime of passion, There,
Upon my floor.
So honey,
You better stay away from me.
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Feb 2010 00:27am
19th Feb 2010 00:27am
Behind Closed Doors
Oh, no...
Brace yourself
Here come those blood curdling screams.
They're begging to be set free.
But, I lock them up,
Throw away the key,
And hope they stay inside of me.
My god, my everything
No...
A wolf in sheep's clothing.
Morbid thoughts.
So impure,
And the secrets that they hide.
Turned my world upside down.
My heaven,
Now my hell.
You choked me with my halo,
And pulled me off my cloud.
Free-fall Free-fall,
Ha, no.
I plummeted. ...
Brace yourself
Here come those blood curdling screams.
They're begging to be set free.
But, I lock them up,
Throw away the key,
And hope they stay inside of me.
My god, my everything
No...
A wolf in sheep's clothing.
Morbid thoughts.
So impure,
And the secrets that they hide.
Turned my world upside down.
My heaven,
Now my hell.
You choked me with my halo,
And pulled me off my cloud.
Free-fall Free-fall,
Ha, no.
I plummeted. ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Feb 2010 00:23am
19th Feb 2010 00:23am
Cheaters
I'm so glad I've finally seen,
The cheater that you've come to be.
You're a lying S.O.B!
It doesn't really bother me,
And I don't feel so bad.
And don't worry honey,
You weren't half bad.
But all this time I've been using you,
Because in the end,
I cheated too.
The cheater that you've come to be.
You're a lying S.O.B!
It doesn't really bother me,
And I don't feel so bad.
And don't worry honey,
You weren't half bad.
But all this time I've been using you,
Because in the end,
I cheated too.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Feb 2010 11:29pm
17th Feb 2010 11:29pm
Be My Master--Pull My Strings
You might not know this yet,
But I'm your twisted little marionette.
And you- My almighty puppeteer.
So, please...
Make me dance around on strings.
You are the possessor,
And I am the possessed.
Manipulate me,
Control me,
Use me,
Abuse me.
Please...
Bend me at your will.
I am the willing little slave,
And you- The master of my strings.
But I'm your twisted little marionette.
And you- My almighty puppeteer.
So, please...
Make me dance around on strings.
You are the possessor,
And I am the possessed.
Manipulate me,
Control me,
Use me,
Abuse me.
Please...
Bend me at your will.
I am the willing little slave,
And you- The master of my strings.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Feb 2010 11:28pm
17th Feb 2010 11:28pm
Beauty and the Beast
You; my beautiful fascination.
And if you are the beauty,
By a twist of fate-,
Does that make me the beast?
Your duty;
To worship me.
And scream when I command.
I crave for you,
Like an animalistic, carnal hunger;
One I can't ignore.
I might hold the leash,
But, you hold all the power over me.
And if you are the beauty,
By a twist of fate-,
Does that make me the beast?
Your duty;
To worship me.
And scream when I command.
I crave for you,
Like an animalistic, carnal hunger;
One I can't ignore.
I might hold the leash,
But, you hold all the power over me.
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