Submissions by Deadsorrow78
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing for as long as I can remember I have two books of poetry published and have many single poems published. Words are a great release for me.
Portal to a park bench
One simply cannot travel back in time to change the future outcome. But one may travel in to the void beyond, that has not yet been seen, only to lay a trail of crumbs for one to find. Hints and clues a mystery if you will of things that only one will understand. Like a warm June evening with the wind blowing through the leaves, causing the midday sun to pass through them, and shine upon a hill top, with the sound of the lake at the bottom splashing against the rocks.
The future is but a string length away and every event and every moment can be added like beads in specific locations...
The future is but a string length away and every event and every moment can be added like beads in specific locations...
#TimeHeals
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Bad Taste
Candle light phone conversation with soft words of nothing being spoken. Filling ones mind with hopeless waste.
Just remember all those words spoken from the other end for one day there will be a end. And all you will be left with is a Bad Taste.
Take it all in let it rot away at your thought process, let it cleanse you of all the unnecessary things that have made you and wipe everything clean for a new game to play, but just remember one day you will be left with only a Bad Taste of what you have done.
The changing of the the season is coming near and what wasn't good enough...
Just remember all those words spoken from the other end for one day there will be a end. And all you will be left with is a Bad Taste.
Take it all in let it rot away at your thought process, let it cleanse you of all the unnecessary things that have made you and wipe everything clean for a new game to play, but just remember one day you will be left with only a Bad Taste of what you have done.
The changing of the the season is coming near and what wasn't good enough...
#betrayal
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Bluebird on a fence post
#anger
#hate
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Twisted Madness: Bloodline
As Ann stood on her front porch drinking her cup of morning milk as the wind started to blow. She closes her eyes as the cool breeze flows over her body. The clouds begin to roll in as lightening streams across the the sky followed up with ground shaking thunder as lightening bolts strike the hillside across the way. Ann takes a drink of her milk and the rain starts pouring. She sticks her hand out so she can feel the rain upon her skin as she hears her name being called from inside the house.
Ann, Ann.
As she turns to see who's calling for her. She walks towards the door and she...
Ann, Ann.
As she turns to see who's calling for her. She walks towards the door and she...
#dark
#erotic
#death
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I am Deadsorrow
Between here and there, there is a alternate universe. A place I often drift. Where the land is burnt and sky is scorched and the river's run of blood. Broken bones of those before crunch beneath my feet, the smell of death fills the air. Mountains of rotten decaying flesh stand tall all across this land.
As the wind blows it carries whispering screams of pain and suffering to fill my ears of all those that came searching for forgiveness and redemption.
All they found was pleasure in pain or just pain whatever they desired.
I search not for neither, for I know I'll never get...
As the wind blows it carries whispering screams of pain and suffering to fill my ears of all those that came searching for forgiveness and redemption.
All they found was pleasure in pain or just pain whatever they desired.
I search not for neither, for I know I'll never get...
#dark
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Served My Purpose
Nothing more than wasted time.
I see this now as I look into your eyes. Your hand is in my hand I grabbed it as you lost your footing on this loose rock trail. I hear them coming that staggering walk they have, but in my mind plays out the life that we have lived. Yet it's only been a few seconds and you can see it in my eyes all the bullshit you put me through has finally cought up with me as you plead with me to pull you up. The smell of death rolls in as the horde has stopped below you reaching and screaming for the flesh that hangs above them and I just hold you there like a sweet...
I see this now as I look into your eyes. Your hand is in my hand I grabbed it as you lost your footing on this loose rock trail. I hear them coming that staggering walk they have, but in my mind plays out the life that we have lived. Yet it's only been a few seconds and you can see it in my eyes all the bullshit you put me through has finally cought up with me as you plead with me to pull you up. The smell of death rolls in as the horde has stopped below you reaching and screaming for the flesh that hangs above them and I just hold you there like a sweet...
#death
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Mystical Eyes
A passionate disposition, feeling her heart beating upon my chest.
The erotic placement of her body pressed upon mine.
Her back to my chest, my hand on her side.
My lips upon her shoulder tasting her sweet skin.
Seeing her in the mirror that hangs by the bed.
Her mystical eyes filled with sexual fantasies of forbidden desires.
Chanting incantations of lust.
I allow myself to fall under her spell and conform to her every desire.
Giving her the pleasure she seeks.
The erotic placement of her body pressed upon mine.
Her back to my chest, my hand on her side.
My lips upon her shoulder tasting her sweet skin.
Seeing her in the mirror that hangs by the bed.
Her mystical eyes filled with sexual fantasies of forbidden desires.
Chanting incantations of lust.
I allow myself to fall under her spell and conform to her every desire.
Giving her the pleasure she seeks.
#dark
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As You Are
That space between Heaven and Hell is now filled. We call it earth. But it is looked at as purgatory and now the ancient tyrants have been reborn. Standing over us all trying to control all that we do. Feeding their greedy bellies and wanting more. Till there is no more. And that time will come when there is no more. Then we die and stand in line till we are planted back in the womb to be reborn into purgatory and live it all again. Time, space, and death, we all keep living over and over again till we get it right then we will pass onward into the hallway to judgment.
#PopCulture
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Ravenous Hunter
Lost soul seeking time and placement. Sharing unread thoughts of another dimension. Sadistic actions of a pleasurable nature. Tips of toes just barely touching the floor the noose pulled tightly around her long hair keeping her suspended from the rafters. As she stretches her toes to release the pressure from her scalp. Barb wire binds her wrists and elbows together, blood drips from her finger tips and puddles upon the floor at the tips of her toes. Her body glows of sweat and her legs are shaking. He fingers her wet sweaty pussy as he pulls the nooses rope just a tiny bit. She screams out...
#monsters
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When She Guided Me
I've always focused on giving pleasure. Taking mental notes on all the right spots to go. Always learning always listening to the sound in her voice. The tone of her moaning the desire to fulfil her fantasy. To guide and allow her to guide me to the pleasure she seeks. As I lay behind her and the lite scent of her musk perfume fills the air I run my hand around her waist as I kiss her neck. Her dark hair lays upon the pillow as I rub her clit. She then takes hold of my cock and guides it. As she places the head of it slowly into her ass and slowly brings me closer and deeper in.
Her...
Her...
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I Don't Have to Say Your Name
Every moment of sexual exploration we had, from the first kiss to you riding me in the front seat of my car. Came from every moment we spent talking and getting to know each other. Deep passionate talks that lead to lust and then to action that changed who we was, our exploration into each other's minds took us deeper than we ever thought we would go. And still to this day I have no regrets of us. As I stand here watching the storm run ramped I close my eyes and think of you. You know who you are so your name I need not say. I enjoy entering your dreams on random nights so I can see your...
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Would You Mind
The house was dark and music sounded out from the computer room. As I enter she takes the last puff of her cigarette and snuffs it out. She stands as the next song starts to play as our lips meet and tongues touch. The erotic beat and sex poetry of the song matches up with our loving lust of each other as I open your house coat and your hard nipples press against my chest. That look in your eyes as you run your soft hands down my side's.
Pushing down my boxers and taking hold of the hardness that's presenting its self to you as you strock it with your soft hand your lips are kissing down...
Pushing down my boxers and taking hold of the hardness that's presenting its self to you as you strock it with your soft hand your lips are kissing down...
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