Submissions by Dragonyear
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am not a true student of the art forms I persue, I just bleed my emotions freely which constitutes as self-therapy. Through this process I achieve inner peace
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Mar 2011 00:53am
27th Mar 2011 00:53am
Show me Something
This boy's budget is tight
So I reside indoors on this night
My favorite poets are out living their lives
The devil in me would capture them
Force them to write
I present you with ink, quill and scroll
Fill my empty cup withdrops of the soul
Sothat I may languish each spiraling ripple
Bear everything for me
That I may suckle yoursweet nipple
Spawn something truly exquisite
Save yourselfenslavement ofa most sadistic visit
Whats it...
So I reside indoors on this night
My favorite poets are out living their lives
The devil in me would capture them
Force them to write
I present you with ink, quill and scroll
Fill my empty cup withdrops of the soul
Sothat I may languish each spiraling ripple
Bear everything for me
That I may suckle yoursweet nipple
Spawn something truly exquisite
Save yourselfenslavement ofa most sadistic visit
Whats it...
2074 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Mar 2011 10:48am
26th Mar 2011 10:48am
Reaping
The Devil no longer dwells at the crossroads
There is only a murder ofcrows and the starch scent of corn rows
Asacrificefailstowiden the rift
The moon does not give a fuckwhile the paradigm refuses to shift
Drawing a pentegram just makes you a foolishmancaked with chalk
Standing with a useless bloody offering in a night so cold it shrinks your cock
The spirits have left the tarot, the ouiji no longer sucks marrow
Childrendo notfeara caravan of gypsiesthat are notartful enough to...
There is only a murder ofcrows and the starch scent of corn rows
Asacrificefailstowiden the rift
The moon does not give a fuckwhile the paradigm refuses to shift
Drawing a pentegram just makes you a foolishmancaked with chalk
Standing with a useless bloody offering in a night so cold it shrinks your cock
The spirits have left the tarot, the ouiji no longer sucks marrow
Childrendo notfeara caravan of gypsiesthat are notartful enough to...
#dark
#TruthOfLife
1160 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Mar 2011 11:52pm
25th Mar 2011 11:52pm
Reverse Osmosis
The infamous day that changed everything forever
Onset ofthe cosmic paradox which decimated our perceived laws of reality
Inoneswift impetuoustwitch ofthe Earth,
our planet altered the revolution of its spin
The whole gravity ofthe world instantly reversed
Each being that was within a home was thrown forcefully to the ceiling
Writhing in pinned polarity as the blood soaked brain desperatlyfights to adjust
All the people who where outside
Levitated...
Onset ofthe cosmic paradox which decimated our perceived laws of reality
Inoneswift impetuoustwitch ofthe Earth,
our planet altered the revolution of its spin
The whole gravity ofthe world instantly reversed
Each being that was within a home was thrown forcefully to the ceiling
Writhing in pinned polarity as the blood soaked brain desperatlyfights to adjust
All the people who where outside
Levitated...
932 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2011 5:20am
25th Mar 2011 5:20am
Wholesome Longing
I do not need you
Alone
Just by myself
Life is simple...
I am complete.
My temple has endured the brutal onslaught of a thousand crafty sieges
The essence of fiber has evolved its defense with each attempted assault
This world would have me broken
My sweet Semiramis,
this Babylon does not fall
Defensesbolstered,
White blood...
Alone
Just by myself
Life is simple...
I am complete.
My temple has endured the brutal onslaught of a thousand crafty sieges
The essence of fiber has evolved its defense with each attempted assault
This world would have me broken
My sweet Semiramis,
this Babylon does not fall
Defensesbolstered,
White blood...
1080 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2011 9:49pm
23rd Mar 2011 9:49pm
A Fragile Strength in Question
In the spring of our new found love
Suddenly I feel an unseen weight in my cupped hand
I stretch out my fingers to the purpose of inspection
There in lays,
the power to hurt you
Delicately nestled hatch-ling sparrow
She sleeps here....
In the binding of gentle secrets
Streaming revelations confided of the soul bold enough to bestow
Into my valiant armor empowered with trust
There is a question in your look,
Are you...
Suddenly I feel an unseen weight in my cupped hand
I stretch out my fingers to the purpose of inspection
There in lays,
the power to hurt you
Delicately nestled hatch-ling sparrow
She sleeps here....
In the binding of gentle secrets
Streaming revelations confided of the soul bold enough to bestow
Into my valiant armor empowered with trust
There is a question in your look,
Are you...
903 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2011 8:06am
23rd Mar 2011 8:06am
Comments I leave on DUP
I bite my complimentary forked tongue
You must assume these sensuous licks to be a seduction
ThatI may be a man without substance?
The moisture feels good on the bare skin of your art
As i patiently wedgethe succulence of it'slips apart
Insert it into myself and penetrate deeply into your thoughts
There is no riddle in your passions
All nightI could play dress up in exotic fashion
The truth is...
I see as others do not see
Always...
You must assume these sensuous licks to be a seduction
ThatI may be a man without substance?
The moisture feels good on the bare skin of your art
As i patiently wedgethe succulence of it'slips apart
Insert it into myself and penetrate deeply into your thoughts
There is no riddle in your passions
All nightI could play dress up in exotic fashion
The truth is...
I see as others do not see
Always...
1025 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2011 10:54pm
22nd Mar 2011 10:54pm
Beyond The Apocolypse
My turn to prepair the feast for fools
Descending upon the wild,
with hope for herbs, mushrooms and berries.
Finding only irradiated mash
Sling and stone...
Should i encounter a potential meal of flesh
the only moving targets, violently fading dreams
I do not recognize much of my yield
In this my maiden voyage
Nutritious or deadly?
the knowledge escapes,
Fingers on cutting board
All into the...
Descending upon the wild,
with hope for herbs, mushrooms and berries.
Finding only irradiated mash
Sling and stone...
Should i encounter a potential meal of flesh
the only moving targets, violently fading dreams
I do not recognize much of my yield
In this my maiden voyage
Nutritious or deadly?
the knowledge escapes,
Fingers on cutting board
All into the...
821 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 9:05pm
21st Mar 2011 9:05pm
As it Was
Jackalfaced reptilehas returned tomy left shoulder
Digging back into well worn grooves
Claws clamping down on scars whichdared toinitiate healing
Plump tissuegushing red juice
Victoriously posturing onhis familiar perch,
"How delicious to watch you run around the same circle thinking youcouldgain her love"
The hissing scarabteases,
"How does it feel to see yourselfgrotesque in the perception of her sight?"
the Serpent laughs...
Digging back into well worn grooves
Claws clamping down on scars whichdared toinitiate healing
Plump tissuegushing red juice
Victoriously posturing onhis familiar perch,
"How delicious to watch you run around the same circle thinking youcouldgain her love"
The hissing scarabteases,
"How does it feel to see yourselfgrotesque in the perception of her sight?"
the Serpent laughs...
872 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 8:12pm
21st Mar 2011 8:12pm
Mourning
Caffeinating myself into existance
Trying to drown the static from the televisions of my eyes
The world howlsin pain from open wounds
YetI have the sickening arrogance to feel numb
Woe to all,
growing deaf to infant calls
In the passion of my expression have I learned a single lesson?
No one will carry on my name in birth
Even before I could tell my asshole from a hole in the ground
I was wise enough to give up on my family and this earth
All these yearsi have poured my positive...
Trying to drown the static from the televisions of my eyes
The world howlsin pain from open wounds
YetI have the sickening arrogance to feel numb
Woe to all,
growing deaf to infant calls
In the passion of my expression have I learned a single lesson?
No one will carry on my name in birth
Even before I could tell my asshole from a hole in the ground
I was wise enough to give up on my family and this earth
All these yearsi have poured my positive...
845 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2011 10:20pm
20th Mar 2011 10:20pm
Nothingface
You loom before me
a few inches,
Still...
Noeyes.
No nose.
No lips.
A smooth featureless countenance of stretched human skin
Framed by wavering locks a shade of black that can only be found outside of nature
I know with a few strokes of my finger,
There is potential to instantlyinflate the return of your visage
Spitting vilenessangered by the disruption ofshallow slumber
I adorn a brilliant white comedy mask
Imaginemyself in...
a few inches,
Still...
Noeyes.
No nose.
No lips.
A smooth featureless countenance of stretched human skin
Framed by wavering locks a shade of black that can only be found outside of nature
I know with a few strokes of my finger,
There is potential to instantlyinflate the return of your visage
Spitting vilenessangered by the disruption ofshallow slumber
I adorn a brilliant white comedy mask
Imaginemyself in...
984 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Mar 2011 4:03pm
19th Mar 2011 4:03pm
Tilted Cross
When our miles apart are this vindictive cold
They sweep out into an infernal days untold
You walk in pressing steps of sugar,
Desert of sol, fairuza skies
Yet for methere is only bitter inflectionsin lifeless eyes
I know for a few moments I indulged demon in wetness of tongue
Luringflame to the moth with the damage i havedone
Chaotic swirls as the storm unfurls to grant breath in mystical impute
Without you the secondscurl in cruelty bearing only strange fruit
Thememory shadows me...
They sweep out into an infernal days untold
You walk in pressing steps of sugar,
Desert of sol, fairuza skies
Yet for methere is only bitter inflectionsin lifeless eyes
I know for a few moments I indulged demon in wetness of tongue
Luringflame to the moth with the damage i havedone
Chaotic swirls as the storm unfurls to grant breath in mystical impute
Without you the secondscurl in cruelty bearing only strange fruit
Thememory shadows me...
867 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2011 9:42pm
17th Mar 2011 9:42pm
If my words could write me
My selfish wish
Is to become the healer
Of miraculous tidings
I woulddecantlove intoaching wound
Then seeazure energy on the mend
As your suffering vanishes from spire
I would feel peaceful bliss eclipsed to your own
Bravinga fury of gashes in exchange to have yoursclose
If only I had the wisdom to enlighten with the fallacy
That fits thenarrow of your situation with perfect light
Opening your mind
To theabsolute truth that is thebeauty of you
The...
Is to become the healer
Of miraculous tidings
I woulddecantlove intoaching wound
Then seeazure energy on the mend
As your suffering vanishes from spire
I would feel peaceful bliss eclipsed to your own
Bravinga fury of gashes in exchange to have yoursclose
If only I had the wisdom to enlighten with the fallacy
That fits thenarrow of your situation with perfect light
Opening your mind
To theabsolute truth that is thebeauty of you
The...
957 reads
4 Comments
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