Submissions by Devilish
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I release my demons through writing. I am shameless, raw and uncut! Every letter to word is my own, good or bad... AND MY SHIT IS HIGHLY FUCKING OFFENSIVE!!! SO enter at your OWN risk.. PARENTAL supervision is required!!!
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2013 10:16pm
13th Mar 2013 10:16pm
"shhh baby" ... Be still ...
it was
the middle of the night
that i
slid inside
then whispered
to my
tied up bride
"shhhhh baby
be still"
let me pacify
as you're crucified
in a
beautified postition
while i
finger a feel
of fixation
a vane violation
with
motivation
led by lust
dust
to
dust
ravaged in rough
cuffed
have you
had enough
n
e
v
e
r
.
.
.
and
them eyes stay
open wide
as you...
the middle of the night
that i
slid inside
then whispered
to my
tied up bride
"shhhhh baby
be still"
let me pacify
as you're crucified
in a
beautified postition
while i
finger a feel
of fixation
a vane violation
with
motivation
led by lust
dust
to
dust
ravaged in rough
cuffed
have you
had enough
n
e
v
e
r
.
.
.
and
them eyes stay
open wide
as you...
1439 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Feb 2013 8:04pm
28th Feb 2013 8:04pm
Momma will draw them a ...
1808 reads
20 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Jan 2013 3:07am
19th Jan 2013 3:07am
well yes Sam. i am..
my momma said
"there's too many
evil spirits in her house"
really? .. WoW! ..
wonder where they
came from
couldn't of been
from all the men
you let
tuck me in at night..
so you could
stay high.
forgiveness is a sickness
that won't heal
so i
chase that drug
to feel the love
you felt
day after day
night into nights
that chemical bite..
hasn't hit me yet
not hard enough
to trade my child for
at four
"my daughter is a...
"there's too many
evil spirits in her house"
really? .. WoW! ..
wonder where they
came from
couldn't of been
from all the men
you let
tuck me in at night..
so you could
stay high.
forgiveness is a sickness
that won't heal
so i
chase that drug
to feel the love
you felt
day after day
night into nights
that chemical bite..
hasn't hit me yet
not hard enough
to trade my child for
at four
"my daughter is a...
959 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Jan 2013 10:22pm
12th Jan 2013 10:22pm
whisper my worth...
How sweet
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed ...
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed ...
1015 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Jan 2013 10:33pm
1st Jan 2013 10:33pm
She's a cold habit..
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
1254 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2012 10:33am
2nd Dec 2012 10:33am
Covered love..less.
Shhhh..
take a minute
to listen
it's faint
sorta like
a whisper
can you hear it
there's a child
crying
in the distance
just out of reach
a
futile existence
without the assistance
of its mother
Covered.. love.less
born to perform
in the chior
of
quiet angels
humming in hope
choked
by fairytales
I
wish I could
read her a story
calmly
comb her hair back
gently...
take a minute
to listen
it's faint
sorta like
a whisper
can you hear it
there's a child
crying
in the distance
just out of reach
a
futile existence
without the assistance
of its mother
Covered.. love.less
born to perform
in the chior
of
quiet angels
humming in hope
choked
by fairytales
I
wish I could
read her a story
calmly
comb her hair back
gently...
1162 reads
22 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Nov 2012 11:09pm
14th Nov 2012 11:09pm
The Opera of iNfantry
Ghosts..
lyrical hosts
floating
in a
chaotic coast
most
of them in need
bleeding breath
from death
dying of hunger
a starvation
even god can't feed..
Satan starts
to seem
appealing
through healing
while
stealing
their tongues...
But I
can still hear them
humming
looney lullabies
and
soft cries
in notes
of paramount
pleasure
A courts gesture
"immeasurable beats"
as we all
take a seat
and...
lyrical hosts
floating
in a
chaotic coast
most
of them in need
bleeding breath
from death
dying of hunger
a starvation
even god can't feed..
Satan starts
to seem
appealing
through healing
while
stealing
their tongues...
But I
can still hear them
humming
looney lullabies
and
soft cries
in notes
of paramount
pleasure
A courts gesture
"immeasurable beats"
as we all
take a seat
and...
1056 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 8:04pm
1st Nov 2012 8:04pm
Cleanse my sins.. Through you..
1834 reads
15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2012 2:14am
15th Oct 2012 2:14am
the dirtiest DeMoN. Dining,,,
It's
a hunger
that thrives
on
momentary lapses
of reason
a
split second starvation..
sound
stealing
stimulant
I
finally have possession
of you..
So I
sit here and
watch you sleep
while
Satan softly serinades
the air..
So
you can dream
as I scheme
on
how to keep you
Another shot of
comfortably numb
sung by the bottle
humming a hostle lullaby..
I'm
out of my mind
Moaning the
sweetest...
a hunger
that thrives
on
momentary lapses
of reason
a
split second starvation..
sound
stealing
stimulant
I
finally have possession
of you..
So I
sit here and
watch you sleep
while
Satan softly serinades
the air..
So
you can dream
as I scheme
on
how to keep you
Another shot of
comfortably numb
sung by the bottle
humming a hostle lullaby..
I'm
out of my mind
Moaning the
sweetest...
1160 reads
11 Comments
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