Submissions by DiscipleofLife (Fenom)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Being self-centered is where balance is lost and you with it... -ed
SELF POEM
Published
19th Dec 2013 1:54am
19th Dec 2013 1:54am
Anything but Me
Left in the lurch by
lifes most important loves
no memories of ethereal
scented flowers,rainbows,
truth,or butterfly dreams
Drowning in a lake
formed by endless dolor rain
though I'm mesmerized
by the moonshine sway
of lightining cracking
through ashen cloud
The chaos is where
I feel most safe
as I walk once again
into the doom shade ...
lifes most important loves
no memories of ethereal
scented flowers,rainbows,
truth,or butterfly dreams
Drowning in a lake
formed by endless dolor rain
though I'm mesmerized
by the moonshine sway
of lightining cracking
through ashen cloud
The chaos is where
I feel most safe
as I walk once again
into the doom shade ...
825 reads
13 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 5:42pm
27th Nov 2013 5:42pm
tu me manques [collaboration with katja(_shadoe_)
beguiled by forbidden
emerald eyes and
gulp-worthy buxom lips
what would gravity, or
want know of your alluring
pale silken tug
soft concupiscent kisses
I long to savor sips of your affection
testing your fervor
with the occasional dance of
fleeting butterfly tongues
aching to pounce
like a frenzied tiger
taunted by that lamb
to the slaughter look ...
emerald eyes and
gulp-worthy buxom lips
what would gravity, or
want know of your alluring
pale silken tug
soft concupiscent kisses
I long to savor sips of your affection
testing your fervor
with the occasional dance of
fleeting butterfly tongues
aching to pounce
like a frenzied tiger
taunted by that lamb
to the slaughter look ...
990 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Aug 2013 1:22am
26th Aug 2013 1:22am
When You're Angry I Have You
I may not know
a lot of things
it doesn't make
me stupid
I'm really good
at not feeling
does that mean
I'm numb
Some days it's hard
seeing clearly
it doesn't mean
I'm blind
The negativity
pulls you in
faster than
the love
When I'm at
my meanist
is when I need
you most
Sometimes I just ...
a lot of things
it doesn't make
me stupid
I'm really good
at not feeling
does that mean
I'm numb
Some days it's hard
seeing clearly
it doesn't mean
I'm blind
The negativity
pulls you in
faster than
the love
When I'm at
my meanist
is when I need
you most
Sometimes I just ...
1035 reads
20 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 11:24pm
12th Aug 2013 11:24pm
-without Love
we're just shadows
in the
dark
in the
dark
800 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 8:41pm
12th Aug 2013 8:41pm
Hear me Purr
When we're
alone
it's like getting
lost
in a forest
burning from
passion
ignited by
the sparks
when we
touch
If you hear me purr
a lions breath in the wind
when you hear me purr
I'm vulnerable within
Take hold of
you
with a firm
hand
that's right
come here
let me
taste
your affection ...
alone
it's like getting
lost
in a forest
burning from
passion
ignited by
the sparks
when we
touch
If you hear me purr
a lions breath in the wind
when you hear me purr
I'm vulnerable within
Take hold of
you
with a firm
hand
that's right
come here
let me
taste
your affection ...
827 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Aug 2013 9:20pm
10th Aug 2013 9:20pm
Loves Bite
The empty ache when they're gone
sometimes we stare at the moon
wondering if they are too
hoping the light it reflects
will deliver loving thoughts
through ebon sky
Anticipating that smile
meant only for you
the heartbeat that's skipped
with every first glimpse
embracing feels so good ...
sometimes we stare at the moon
wondering if they are too
hoping the light it reflects
will deliver loving thoughts
through ebon sky
Anticipating that smile
meant only for you
the heartbeat that's skipped
with every first glimpse
embracing feels so good ...
786 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2013 3:03pm
23rd Jul 2013 3:03pm
-whispers
Insatiably
tongues revel behind the lips
as they search for acceptance
soon finding the ear, and neck
mixed with the residual breath
like warm ghostly whispers
inducing bite-lip, eye-roll
Entwined
our bodies writhe in tempo
gliding lusts dew
broken...
tongues revel behind the lips
as they search for acceptance
soon finding the ear, and neck
mixed with the residual breath
like warm ghostly whispers
inducing bite-lip, eye-roll
Entwined
our bodies writhe in tempo
gliding lusts dew
broken...
1114 reads
20 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jul 2013 11:38am
12th Jul 2013 11:38am
Whimsical Wind
whimsical wind
your element intangible
yet you touch us all
showing off your true colors
while invisible
Perpetually artistic
shaping the clouds
like faces and animals
parading through town
Flags slapping in tune
reanimating dead leaves
briefly taming the sun
a bit of relief
with a cool summer breeze
Spreading our arms
closing the eyes
facing into your gusts
to dream we...
your element intangible
yet you touch us all
showing off your true colors
while invisible
Perpetually artistic
shaping the clouds
like faces and animals
parading through town
Flags slapping in tune
reanimating dead leaves
briefly taming the sun
a bit of relief
with a cool summer breeze
Spreading our arms
closing the eyes
facing into your gusts
to dream we...
866 reads
10 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
12th Jul 2013 6:42am
12th Jul 2013 6:42am
-free from me
she smelt like gum and cigarettes
in the corner she sat
you feel the lost in her eyes
lost, but hardened
like that of a war veteran
the stare, an emptiness
which permeates the room
you can see the story
of the many no ones
unable to fill the void
when she talks
underlying whispers
cry out for the help
of the many no ones
unwilling to hear her plight
I could see it, so I asked
when did you decide
you wanted to die:
A better question would be
when did I ever want to live
she...
in the corner she sat
you feel the lost in her eyes
lost, but hardened
like that of a war veteran
the stare, an emptiness
which permeates the room
you can see the story
of the many no ones
unable to fill the void
when she talks
underlying whispers
cry out for the help
of the many no ones
unwilling to hear her plight
I could see it, so I asked
when did you decide
you wanted to die:
A better question would be
when did I ever want to live
she...
912 reads
13 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Jul 2013 8:04pm
10th Jul 2013 8:04pm
The Scene
I feel bad
for killing a spider
it was juicy brown
at the scene
It came at me
I dodged
like a bitch
squeal and all
no mommy though
Stumbling to find a weapon
bashed my fuck'n toe
on the coffee table
squealing like a bitch again
Now I'm Bruce Banner
ripping the green
it's getting away
a hulking smash
It was juicy brown
at the scene
for killing a spider
it was juicy brown
at the scene
It came at me
I dodged
like a bitch
squeal and all
no mommy though
Stumbling to find a weapon
bashed my fuck'n toe
on the coffee table
squealing like a bitch again
Now I'm Bruce Banner
ripping the green
it's getting away
a hulking smash
It was juicy brown
at the scene
665 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Jul 2013 2:35am
6th Jul 2013 2:35am
Death Art
The moon is my witness
as I weave the shade
I adore how the blood
shines black in its gaze
The victim of no consequence
a canvas for my blade
stealing life with my art
influenced by deep-seated rage
Warm stained hands,lifeless eyes
the mouths empty gape
Their last breath forever mine
a primal euphoric state
Sealed inside my...
as I weave the shade
I adore how the blood
shines black in its gaze
The victim of no consequence
a canvas for my blade
stealing life with my art
influenced by deep-seated rage
Warm stained hands,lifeless eyes
the mouths empty gape
Their last breath forever mine
a primal euphoric state
Sealed inside my...
936 reads
21 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2013 4:46am
3rd Jun 2013 4:46am
Forlorn Escape
A shy demeanor exposes every weakness
seemingly locked in an intangible prison
your heart toiled,unable to cope with the acute feelings
pushing them down again and again
Writhing inside from the silent slaughter
anxiety,depression,confusion,betrayal
eviscerate the last of lifes will
Gradually,you gaze at death with a permanent smile
as it calls from the depths,like songs of the Siren
Chanting,Luring,Seducing
Waiting for that moment
when the pain negates...
seemingly locked in an intangible prison
your heart toiled,unable to cope with the acute feelings
pushing them down again and again
Writhing inside from the silent slaughter
anxiety,depression,confusion,betrayal
eviscerate the last of lifes will
Gradually,you gaze at death with a permanent smile
as it calls from the depths,like songs of the Siren
Chanting,Luring,Seducing
Waiting for that moment
when the pain negates...
793 reads
5 Comments
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