Submissions by EllaNeftali (Ella.Neftali.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Ella Neftali, Lifes a beautiful struggle.
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2014 3:09am
22nd Jan 2014 3:09am
God Made Back Rubs for the Wise
Jealousy is for the weak hearted,
For the men with possessive personalities.
Who measure their confidence by their need to control.
I wish to never confine anybody
Into parameters that strip them of their free will.
That denies them the right to a life of change and growth
I will never ball closed first to face to get my way.
I am forever a lover of conversations
A smith of words; A demon only in the bed.
I am a man who does not care for pointless dramatics.
Novelties of abuse or fights for...
For the men with possessive personalities.
Who measure their confidence by their need to control.
I wish to never confine anybody
Into parameters that strip them of their free will.
That denies them the right to a life of change and growth
I will never ball closed first to face to get my way.
I am forever a lover of conversations
A smith of words; A demon only in the bed.
I am a man who does not care for pointless dramatics.
Novelties of abuse or fights for...
582 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2014 1:58am
22nd Jan 2014 1:58am
Judus
I would rather continue to just not care.
Than waste my time on friends like you.
Sir Heathen, subversive betrayer of friends.
The judus of my eyes.
Why try to let this friendship survive
When people like yourself
Lack the quality of empathy.
Individuals who will forever be disconnected.
Dig yourself a grave and lay in it.
Let the weight of skeletons in your closet
Rest on your chest.
For every breath you take is one closer
To your next mistake.
Learn from this
Because lessons come in the...
Than waste my time on friends like you.
Sir Heathen, subversive betrayer of friends.
The judus of my eyes.
Why try to let this friendship survive
When people like yourself
Lack the quality of empathy.
Individuals who will forever be disconnected.
Dig yourself a grave and lay in it.
Let the weight of skeletons in your closet
Rest on your chest.
For every breath you take is one closer
To your next mistake.
Learn from this
Because lessons come in the...
582 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jan 2014 1:01am
21st Jan 2014 1:01am
I was never whole with you.
In the distance an owl flies through the silence of the night.
Slicing across skies painted indigo blue, while
constellations stand fixated forever in a trance. Her eyes
beam an abundance of strength, while reflecting the full
moon. She is being caressed by the wind, who speaks to
her soul. He wrestles around her body the way lovers do
while playing lion cubs in bed. They dance in the sky,
swaying side to side making the stars shine jealousy.
The owl seductively falls downward with claws opened,
eyes glazed, feathers...
Slicing across skies painted indigo blue, while
constellations stand fixated forever in a trance. Her eyes
beam an abundance of strength, while reflecting the full
moon. She is being caressed by the wind, who speaks to
her soul. He wrestles around her body the way lovers do
while playing lion cubs in bed. They dance in the sky,
swaying side to side making the stars shine jealousy.
The owl seductively falls downward with claws opened,
eyes glazed, feathers...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jan 2014 7:04pm
17th Jan 2014 7:04pm
All Ears
Most people crave to be understood
To have another simply listen.
Most of the time
People are too caught up
In their everyday lives
That adhering to another's thoughts
Is the last thing on their minds.
Sometimes all it takes
To make another person smile
Is to sincerely listen
Today why don't you ask
Your mom; your dad
Your brother, your sister, your best friend
Significant other, hell even a stranger
How they are doing.
And maybe then
You can help make
Someone's day.
To have another simply listen.
Most of the time
People are too caught up
In their everyday lives
That adhering to another's thoughts
Is the last thing on their minds.
Sometimes all it takes
To make another person smile
Is to sincerely listen
Today why don't you ask
Your mom; your dad
Your brother, your sister, your best friend
Significant other, hell even a stranger
How they are doing.
And maybe then
You can help make
Someone's day.
700 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2014 1:31am
16th Jan 2014 1:31am
To Every Feisty Lady Out There
As a child, as a teen, as an adult
Strong women
Have always inspired me.
Being a son, being a brother, being a man
Lacking privilege and power.
I have been able to comprehend
The effects of social inequalities.
Most people Ignore or accept
The roles they are negated to play.
But then there are those individuals
Who take it upon themselves
To challenge the status quo
From Joan of Arc's French revolt,
To Rosa Parks refusing to stand up,
To Naomi Wolf's "Beauty Myth",
Feminine personalities
Have combatted against ...
Strong women
Have always inspired me.
Being a son, being a brother, being a man
Lacking privilege and power.
I have been able to comprehend
The effects of social inequalities.
Most people Ignore or accept
The roles they are negated to play.
But then there are those individuals
Who take it upon themselves
To challenge the status quo
From Joan of Arc's French revolt,
To Rosa Parks refusing to stand up,
To Naomi Wolf's "Beauty Myth",
Feminine personalities
Have combatted against ...
595 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jan 2014 10:34pm
15th Jan 2014 10:34pm
For the People Filled with Hate
Every saint is a sinner
Every sinner could be a saint.
So why hold spite on your tongue.
When we are all one in the same.
Every sinner could be a saint.
So why hold spite on your tongue.
When we are all one in the same.
719 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jan 2014 2:19pm
15th Jan 2014 2:19pm
Mama Always Said
The ugliest people
Come in the nicest
And neatest
Little packages.
Come in the nicest
And neatest
Little packages.
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2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Jan 2014 4:19am
15th Jan 2014 4:19am
Bar Talk
There was a time I was in a bar
And a woman
Caused my phallus
To become erect.
No, she did not touch me
Nor did she wear anything revealing.
She simply talked in ways
That stimulated my mind.
With her eyes illuminating
With intellectual conversation
She caused my brown body
To react...
We discussed topics few appreciate.
To converse about sex, religion
And the status of women
Brought to me a sense of disbelief.
It is not every day you stand in a...
And a woman
Caused my phallus
To become erect.
No, she did not touch me
Nor did she wear anything revealing.
She simply talked in ways
That stimulated my mind.
With her eyes illuminating
With intellectual conversation
She caused my brown body
To react...
We discussed topics few appreciate.
To converse about sex, religion
And the status of women
Brought to me a sense of disbelief.
It is not every day you stand in a...
1017 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jan 2014 11:09pm
14th Jan 2014 11:09pm
Cat People
I hear the cat calls at 2am.
I hear the cat calls at 2am.
And I think to myself:
That some of us are a lot like cats.
Seeking affection
while gnawing at another's neck.
Walking with seductions.
Then Gracefully running away.
We, and I say "we" Because I am no different.
We lay in bed most nights
Wanting to be held
But not for too long.
Because then the neediness sets in.
And cats are hardly ever needy.
They are detached.
They are creatures who express independence.
The sad truth is they...
I hear the cat calls at 2am.
And I think to myself:
That some of us are a lot like cats.
Seeking affection
while gnawing at another's neck.
Walking with seductions.
Then Gracefully running away.
We, and I say "we" Because I am no different.
We lay in bed most nights
Wanting to be held
But not for too long.
Because then the neediness sets in.
And cats are hardly ever needy.
They are detached.
They are creatures who express independence.
The sad truth is they...
675 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Jan 2014 4:24am
14th Jan 2014 4:24am
Oh So You Read?
Most men are in love with a woman's
Ass, breast and thighs.
Which is reasonable
Next to adoring
A laugh, a smile or a set of eyes.
But what I find utterly intoxicating
Is not an object of sex,
But instead a woman's mind.
Walk in my room wearing nothing
But the words from your favorite
Pieces of literature.
And I will write you into sunsets.
Carry meaning and sustenance in your voice
And I will show you a man
Who is concerned with more than just
Pillow talk.
Ass, breast and thighs.
Which is reasonable
Next to adoring
A laugh, a smile or a set of eyes.
But what I find utterly intoxicating
Is not an object of sex,
But instead a woman's mind.
Walk in my room wearing nothing
But the words from your favorite
Pieces of literature.
And I will write you into sunsets.
Carry meaning and sustenance in your voice
And I will show you a man
Who is concerned with more than just
Pillow talk.
1052 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Jan 2014 2:08am
14th Jan 2014 2:08am
Do You Crave Me Yet?
I have been told
That my love is as seductive
As it is charming.
With warm fingertips
Tracing the contour of your hips
I will ensure that I will leave
Your vivacious body quivering.
Let the heaviness of my breath
Against your ear
Melt away all your insecurities.
Rest your head on my chest
And caress the back of my neck
As I rub your body into blanket origami
As we lay there,
Naked, in the dark.
Still panting.
I will forever remind you
That the sexiest parts about you
Are not your...
That my love is as seductive
As it is charming.
With warm fingertips
Tracing the contour of your hips
I will ensure that I will leave
Your vivacious body quivering.
Let the heaviness of my breath
Against your ear
Melt away all your insecurities.
Rest your head on my chest
And caress the back of my neck
As I rub your body into blanket origami
As we lay there,
Naked, in the dark.
Still panting.
I will forever remind you
That the sexiest parts about you
Are not your...
1216 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2014 6:52am
13th Jan 2014 6:52am
To Say You Own Her Is To Admit Defeat
You can never own another person,
Yet almost every man treats his lover
As his property,
As his rib,
As a gift for his own selfish needs.
You can never own another’s love.
It is for them to offer
And for you to earn,
For you to sacrifice,
For you to invest time and attention.
You can never own another’s body,
It is a privilege for the worthy.
A chase for those with a taste of adventure.
A game for the cats
That seductively chase their own tails.
Most men kill themselves over another’s affection.
...
Yet almost every man treats his lover
As his property,
As his rib,
As a gift for his own selfish needs.
You can never own another’s love.
It is for them to offer
And for you to earn,
For you to sacrifice,
For you to invest time and attention.
You can never own another’s body,
It is a privilege for the worthy.
A chase for those with a taste of adventure.
A game for the cats
That seductively chase their own tails.
Most men kill themselves over another’s affection.
...
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