Submissions by Eccentric
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I mangle the fence of finding self or simple letting those sleeping dogs rest...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2023 7:05am
20th Jun 2023 7:05am
Father
I remember the first time I wrote of you.
I left the broken child you created on all poetry streets. Mourned my innocents for the world to see.
I found forgiveness at 22. Loved you dearly and wholeheartedly. Still saw you as my hero. Still hung onto your every word. Used you as my bank of wisdom and grace.
I found growth as your daughter at 35..
Allowed your correction when I was in the wrong
Swallow my pride, bitterness, and resentment.
Realize you were flawed and so was I.
There's times I wish to truly replay those last...
I left the broken child you created on all poetry streets. Mourned my innocents for the world to see.
I found forgiveness at 22. Loved you dearly and wholeheartedly. Still saw you as my hero. Still hung onto your every word. Used you as my bank of wisdom and grace.
I found growth as your daughter at 35..
Allowed your correction when I was in the wrong
Swallow my pride, bitterness, and resentment.
Realize you were flawed and so was I.
There's times I wish to truly replay those last...
#grief
208 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Dec 2022 6:17am
14th Dec 2022 6:17am
Hello Old Friend
It's been years since we connected.
I got lost in some offshore land
Looking for peace in different prospective
Finding only small incentive indicatives of self.
How we parted ways in a rush, me lost in a maze
Of my own creation, I abandoned you.
Breaking my want for you, thinking...
I could do life without you.
Silly girls with silly dreams do grown up
To be foolish women.
I rest my ink on the hood of pride
Too shallow to believe I needed to be humble
Too broken and tore to think I was unbreakable
Too dumb...
I got lost in some offshore land
Looking for peace in different prospective
Finding only small incentive indicatives of self.
How we parted ways in a rush, me lost in a maze
Of my own creation, I abandoned you.
Breaking my want for you, thinking...
I could do life without you.
Silly girls with silly dreams do grown up
To be foolish women.
I rest my ink on the hood of pride
Too shallow to believe I needed to be humble
Too broken and tore to think I was unbreakable
Too dumb...
#LifeCycle
184 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 7:09am
24th Oct 2013 7:09am
Rewriting a Dream
Rewriting a dream
You see this won’t recap the ins and outs of the point
Of your entrances, maybe it should but it won’t. More like
Spreading the tale of how standoffish legs were to the word closed.
And for a second thoughts about the feel
of your warm breath singing to the space between
Southern lips crossed that threshold from dreams to reality
Causing chills to flow up nerve column, reawakening
Ungoverned aches… you see
This won’t tell the tale of how many soft sighs and
Yearning moans slipped passed lips as we dipped and dived
Within the...
You see this won’t recap the ins and outs of the point
Of your entrances, maybe it should but it won’t. More like
Spreading the tale of how standoffish legs were to the word closed.
And for a second thoughts about the feel
of your warm breath singing to the space between
Southern lips crossed that threshold from dreams to reality
Causing chills to flow up nerve column, reawakening
Ungoverned aches… you see
This won’t tell the tale of how many soft sighs and
Yearning moans slipped passed lips as we dipped and dived
Within the...
1098 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2013 4:18pm
22nd Sep 2013 4:18pm
Ode to sweet pink
i]If I could, she I would bathe in
drown my sorrows in her coolness
drink my feel of her until my tongue
laps at the residue of her left on lips .
if I could, she I would cradle close
bask in her aroma as I slow sip the
sweet taste from her over flowing cup.
she I would, keep all to self
holding all those special component of her concoction
my prisoner until my taste for her was quenched
she I would, swallow then regurgitate to welcome
the feel of her going down my throat once again
Washing away the sweat that gather...
drown my sorrows in her coolness
drink my feel of her until my tongue
laps at the residue of her left on lips .
if I could, she I would cradle close
bask in her aroma as I slow sip the
sweet taste from her over flowing cup.
she I would, keep all to self
holding all those special component of her concoction
my prisoner until my taste for her was quenched
she I would, swallow then regurgitate to welcome
the feel of her going down my throat once again
Washing away the sweat that gather...
783 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2013 4:02pm
22nd Sep 2013 4:02pm
Savage Love
savaged:To assault and maul by biting, rending, goring,etc;tear at or
mutilate.
How were we to know love would bleed out in
second what taken years to build.
when screaming was nothing but silent goodbyes
yelling incoherence words that resemble love.
shallow hello’s and I love you’s allowed hate to fester
as fights became nothing but one sided conversations
with hypothetical. Tongues became mingle, biting back
words aimed to pierced through the heart.
rendering love helpless against the cutting.
how were we to know...that each day wasted...
mutilate.
How were we to know love would bleed out in
second what taken years to build.
when screaming was nothing but silent goodbyes
yelling incoherence words that resemble love.
shallow hello’s and I love you’s allowed hate to fester
as fights became nothing but one sided conversations
with hypothetical. Tongues became mingle, biting back
words aimed to pierced through the heart.
rendering love helpless against the cutting.
how were we to know...that each day wasted...
892 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 4:21am
12th Aug 2013 4:21am
Slut ... Am I
He branded me this when we were young
engraved his initials on the inside of a scar
his left hand kissed with hangnails and promises
of the best doll any little girl could have...
how the years moved on and he still hover
somewhere in the peripheral of my mind
like this dark shadow forming out of nothing
only to vanish moments later as if he would
always be this ghost haunting me... or her...
yeah ,her more than me because I enjoyed
being his slut , the dark that shamed her
covered me and I swam in it … took a comfort
in knowing that...
engraved his initials on the inside of a scar
his left hand kissed with hangnails and promises
of the best doll any little girl could have...
how the years moved on and he still hover
somewhere in the peripheral of my mind
like this dark shadow forming out of nothing
only to vanish moments later as if he would
always be this ghost haunting me... or her...
yeah ,her more than me because I enjoyed
being his slut , the dark that shamed her
covered me and I swam in it … took a comfort
in knowing that...
1037 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Aug 2013 4:19am
12th Aug 2013 4:19am
Lie to me(strings of Haiku)
Beneath the covers
buried deep within the night
let love kiss me with...
lips that hide secrets
tongues that speak grand illusions
as hope touched me with
hands that felt nothing
bodies cold with numbness
watched forever die with
lying orgasms
dividing love soaked sheets with
lies, so lie to me...
in the dark so your
face can fade to black and match
love blackened banner...
buried deep within the night
let love kiss me with...
lips that hide secrets
tongues that speak grand illusions
as hope touched me with
hands that felt nothing
bodies cold with numbness
watched forever die with
lying orgasms
dividing love soaked sheets with
lies, so lie to me...
in the dark so your
face can fade to black and match
love blackened banner...
855 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Aug 2013 4:13am
9th Aug 2013 4:13am
Exorcism
Upon my darkest intent I plan to waste away at your
altar, overindulging on you ...
while drowning my mouth in the hidden palace of you
until I...
become covered in a fifth of your musk
tearing at flesh until nothing but the inner workings
of you channel ancient curses, damning my
soul with each ungoverned thrust.
willingly ...
let me lay way to the waste pouring from
the flood gates betwixt coarse
strings at the apex of the sweetest
abyss.where my soul
linger...
anointing mine tongue in the
sap seeping from the
the folds of your...
altar, overindulging on you ...
while drowning my mouth in the hidden palace of you
until I...
become covered in a fifth of your musk
tearing at flesh until nothing but the inner workings
of you channel ancient curses, damning my
soul with each ungoverned thrust.
willingly ...
let me lay way to the waste pouring from
the flood gates betwixt coarse
strings at the apex of the sweetest
abyss.where my soul
linger...
anointing mine tongue in the
sap seeping from the
the folds of your...
949 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2013 9:49pm
5th Aug 2013 9:49pm
When..
.. mumble makes more sense than the mind
the soul of the pen tend to sit in the midst of the jumble
rearranging words until they form thoughts that no longer
resemble backward letters or upside down numbers.
...the seconds no longer feel like hours and the purpose
of the pad become clear to the pen as ink stains fill pages with
heavy thoughts that needed an outlet before the brain exploded sending
partials of madness in the atomsphere...
...life unfolds before the eyes and words purified the soul
paints pictures that moves the essence of the...
the soul of the pen tend to sit in the midst of the jumble
rearranging words until they form thoughts that no longer
resemble backward letters or upside down numbers.
...the seconds no longer feel like hours and the purpose
of the pad become clear to the pen as ink stains fill pages with
heavy thoughts that needed an outlet before the brain exploded sending
partials of madness in the atomsphere...
...life unfolds before the eyes and words purified the soul
paints pictures that moves the essence of the...
823 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jul 2013 2:54pm
16th Jul 2013 2:54pm
Only a sip(string of haiku )
Burns when going down
Our minds and hearts bled out
The lies love fed us..
Took two many sips
From love forbidden potions
We lost ourselves there...
Where bitterness lives.
Drinking regret for numbness
Thinking one more sip...
Will erase love and
do away with the pain it
left lingering there...
Our minds and hearts bled out
The lies love fed us..
Took two many sips
From love forbidden potions
We lost ourselves there...
Where bitterness lives.
Drinking regret for numbness
Thinking one more sip...
Will erase love and
do away with the pain it
left lingering there...
759 reads
2 Comments
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