Submissions by Darkblossom666
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi, i'm Karen. Poet on the good days, writer of dribble on the bad!
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Jan 2016 10:57am
13th Jan 2016 10:57am
Deep till I am silenced.
No one needs to know the secrets to our touch .
I’ve never liked society all that much.
Follow me into darkness leave your soul at the door.
By the end of the night, we’ll both be begging for more.
No one needs to know the desires of the dark.
Sexual experimentation is along this path.
Leave your intimacy at the door,
you wont be needing that no more.
Strip away the pleasantries and polite smiles that lie
fuck away my voice and leave me just with a sigh.
I’ve never liked society all that much.
Follow me into darkness leave your soul at the door.
By the end of the night, we’ll both be begging for more.
No one needs to know the desires of the dark.
Sexual experimentation is along this path.
Leave your intimacy at the door,
you wont be needing that no more.
Strip away the pleasantries and polite smiles that lie
fuck away my voice and leave me just with a sigh.
832 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2016 10:54am
13th Jan 2016 10:54am
The sensuality of a blank canvas.
There’s no space on the page where my words can settle without burning
the sheet to ash. Speckles of ash that are lifted into the breeze, thoughts
carried away into the universe.
There’s no way to spill the calm of chaos into a logical sentence that can
be read and understood, rarely can the light walkers understand the dark.
There’s no way to create form with a desire that walks on the edge of
nothingness, no perfect Haiku to whisper in code, or sonnet to bumpily
rhyme away sinful thoughts.
Perhaps if I had an invisible...
the sheet to ash. Speckles of ash that are lifted into the breeze, thoughts
carried away into the universe.
There’s no way to spill the calm of chaos into a logical sentence that can
be read and understood, rarely can the light walkers understand the dark.
There’s no way to create form with a desire that walks on the edge of
nothingness, no perfect Haiku to whisper in code, or sonnet to bumpily
rhyme away sinful thoughts.
Perhaps if I had an invisible...
599 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jan 2016 10:02am
12th Jan 2016 10:02am
Satan's pleasures.
Your God says I am damned to hell.
It happened the moment my halo fell.
Down on my knees with cum on my face
sinfully tempted by the devils taste.
Your God says passion is sin,
as I lay on my bed and ask if it’s in.
With fingers that touch and awaken the soul,
such a shame these are things that you’ll never know.
Your God says the body is shame.
I wonder does God watch as I touch where you came,
as he damns all of those that blaspheme his name,
a portal for the devil to lift God into fame.
Your God says don’t give into lust,
but the...
It happened the moment my halo fell.
Down on my knees with cum on my face
sinfully tempted by the devils taste.
Your God says passion is sin,
as I lay on my bed and ask if it’s in.
With fingers that touch and awaken the soul,
such a shame these are things that you’ll never know.
Your God says the body is shame.
I wonder does God watch as I touch where you came,
as he damns all of those that blaspheme his name,
a portal for the devil to lift God into fame.
Your God says don’t give into lust,
but the...
1111 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jan 2016 9:33am
12th Jan 2016 9:33am
You merely met my expectations.
I fear you are leaving me behind,
pushing away with the right
the left unsure how to let go.
Where once I was, possibly, something,
I have become nothing, a commodity
when the well runs dry.
You merely fulfilled my expectations.
I am more than nothing, and I accept
I did not open the door to possibility.
I couldn't give, what I believed would
not be valued. I couldn't give based on
flesh alone. I am more than flesh.
You became more than flesh. You merely
fulfilled my...
pushing away with the right
the left unsure how to let go.
Where once I was, possibly, something,
I have become nothing, a commodity
when the well runs dry.
You merely fulfilled my expectations.
I am more than nothing, and I accept
I did not open the door to possibility.
I couldn't give, what I believed would
not be valued. I couldn't give based on
flesh alone. I am more than flesh.
You became more than flesh. You merely
fulfilled my...
658 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Jan 2016 3:58pm
10th Jan 2016 3:58pm
Watch me dance just for you.
Perhaps, a change of game play,
let's maybe do it my way.
I can put on my mask
or perhaps, remove it at last,
I'm no longer sure.
But I ask, please, give me the floor.
Be my audience and i'll act just for you,
but know that my shyness i so very true.
Let me rise like the phoenix from the ashes of old,
whisper your desires, those you've never, ever told.
Take my hand let me dance to the beat of my needs,
be the reason for growth in this delicate seed.
let's maybe do it my way.
I can put on my mask
or perhaps, remove it at last,
I'm no longer sure.
But I ask, please, give me the floor.
Be my audience and i'll act just for you,
but know that my shyness i so very true.
Let me rise like the phoenix from the ashes of old,
whisper your desires, those you've never, ever told.
Take my hand let me dance to the beat of my needs,
be the reason for growth in this delicate seed.
713 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 8:05pm
4th Jan 2016 8:05pm
Games of Old.
I want to play cards. Give me cards.
Old cards with worn out edges and the remnants
of forgotten nights and remembered mornings.
I want to play Black Jack, rummy,
and snap. Yes snap.
Fuck snap.
We’ll play strip snap.
I want to swallow down burning
hits of red aftershock as I shimmy
another Ace from sight.
Play me.
Lay out your cards and
show me your heart(s).
Let the night forget us in shadows
of lust, let the dawning sun be our light.
Wrap me in white cotton...
Old cards with worn out edges and the remnants
of forgotten nights and remembered mornings.
I want to play Black Jack, rummy,
and snap. Yes snap.
Fuck snap.
We’ll play strip snap.
I want to swallow down burning
hits of red aftershock as I shimmy
another Ace from sight.
Play me.
Lay out your cards and
show me your heart(s).
Let the night forget us in shadows
of lust, let the dawning sun be our light.
Wrap me in white cotton...
675 reads
6 Comments
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