Submissions by EmmalineMilady
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If I have been given any gift in life, it is my words. I have been writing since I can remember and probably even before then. Written expression is how I keep my sanity in an insane world.
Red Flag Conflictions
I hear a sad song and burst into tears.
You’re not gone but something’s ignited my fears.
Are you buying time when you’re holding me?
Am I holding you back when you want to be free?
Searching for solace on the internet. Wondering, am I’m alone?
Or is this my imagination, active and overgrown?
Red flags of experience push and pull me back.
Pinpointing the deviations that put us off track.
Communication. Verbalizing what I can’t put into words.
It’s like singing a song in all the wrong chords.
I am crying out in anguish, and you...
You’re not gone but something’s ignited my fears.
Are you buying time when you’re holding me?
Am I holding you back when you want to be free?
Searching for solace on the internet. Wondering, am I’m alone?
Or is this my imagination, active and overgrown?
Red flags of experience push and pull me back.
Pinpointing the deviations that put us off track.
Communication. Verbalizing what I can’t put into words.
It’s like singing a song in all the wrong chords.
I am crying out in anguish, and you...
#oppression
#sadness
#suffering
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This.Was.Love.
Inhale. Slowly. I hold my breath.
Exhale. Sadness. Til there’s nothing left.
I’m broken. Shattered. A black hole of misery.
Depression. Regret. A bad case of vulnerability.
I am flawed. Imperfect. A beautiful mess.
Too much and yet not enough, I confess.
But I’m honest. I said this. I told you these things.
And you said you saw magic instead of scrapes and dings.
Though experience had taught lessons in leaving.
My heart wanted to experience believing.
My head analyzed every word, every touch and action
Until determining with...
Exhale. Sadness. Til there’s nothing left.
I’m broken. Shattered. A black hole of misery.
Depression. Regret. A bad case of vulnerability.
I am flawed. Imperfect. A beautiful mess.
Too much and yet not enough, I confess.
But I’m honest. I said this. I told you these things.
And you said you saw magic instead of scrapes and dings.
Though experience had taught lessons in leaving.
My heart wanted to experience believing.
My head analyzed every word, every touch and action
Until determining with...
#depression
#love
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5 Comments
Wildflowers and Trees
She was like a wildflower dancing in the breeze,
Beckoning you to come dance with her.
And you would have
if your feet weren’t rooted in the ground.
Like leaves rustling from your limbs,
You waved from the distance.
Watching as the sun illuminated her beauty.
Watching as she bent and swayed in the gentle wind
Like she was dancing to music you could not hear.
What else could you do but wait for her?
Feel her. Need her. Protect her.
“Come back!” You shouted. “Come back!”
She drifted off in the distance, still dancing.
But the...
Beckoning you to come dance with her.
And you would have
if your feet weren’t rooted in the ground.
Like leaves rustling from your limbs,
You waved from the distance.
Watching as the sun illuminated her beauty.
Watching as she bent and swayed in the gentle wind
Like she was dancing to music you could not hear.
What else could you do but wait for her?
Feel her. Need her. Protect her.
“Come back!” You shouted. “Come back!”
She drifted off in the distance, still dancing.
But the...
#love
#relationships
275 reads
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Magical Illusion
I was scared to pen him.
Afraid that documenting the magic
Would somehow make it fade away.
But magic is only an illusion
for those able to be deceived.
And even magicians make mistakes.
Now, watch me bleed through my ink.
Afraid that documenting the magic
Would somehow make it fade away.
But magic is only an illusion
for those able to be deceived.
And even magicians make mistakes.
Now, watch me bleed through my ink.
#sadness
#magic
#deception
500 reads
2 Comments
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I’m no stranger to heartbreak
I know what it feels like to have my heart ache.
I’ve only been blind a few times before
But baby, you’ve blinded me once more.
Maybe it’s all my fault.
I couldn’t love you like you need.
Maybe it’s all your fault.
Your love couldn’t be guaranteed.
I’ve fallen short of the finish line.
My knees all scraped and bruised.
But I could never keep up anyway
Hope fades after being used.
And I thought I was the lucky one.
Told myself I didn’t deserve your love.
Too good to be true...
I know what it feels like to have my heart ache.
I’ve only been blind a few times before
But baby, you’ve blinded me once more.
Maybe it’s all my fault.
I couldn’t love you like you need.
Maybe it’s all your fault.
Your love couldn’t be guaranteed.
I’ve fallen short of the finish line.
My knees all scraped and bruised.
But I could never keep up anyway
Hope fades after being used.
And I thought I was the lucky one.
Told myself I didn’t deserve your love.
Too good to be true...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
540 reads
1 Comment
Cheers, Darlin'.
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#lust
#erotic
772 reads
12 Comments
Over Dinner
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#erotic
816 reads
12 Comments
Flashback/Flash Forward
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#sex
#memories
#dirty
716 reads
16 Comments
Subservient
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#erotic
769 reads
8 Comments
Afflictions Between Head & Heart
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#betrayal
#lover
564 reads
7 Comments
Sanctuary
In the darkness of the night
Velvet fingertips grazed my skin
Butterflies danced in my stomach
As he pulled me closer to him
I’m lost in a perceptual reality
In a world where he is all mine
A place where I can finally believe in love
And the stars are perfectly aligned
He looks straight into my heart
Every time he looks into my eyes
I am defenseless and unguarded
My colors showing like a prismatic sunrise
I have never felt more comfortable
When exposing all of my vulnerability
It feels like I was made for him ...
Velvet fingertips grazed my skin
Butterflies danced in my stomach
As he pulled me closer to him
I’m lost in a perceptual reality
In a world where he is all mine
A place where I can finally believe in love
And the stars are perfectly aligned
He looks straight into my heart
Every time he looks into my eyes
I am defenseless and unguarded
My colors showing like a prismatic sunrise
I have never felt more comfortable
When exposing all of my vulnerability
It feels like I was made for him ...
#love
#hope
#secrets
592 reads
10 Comments
It's like that when you're a mom.
She felt like crying. Big alligator tears and ugly sobs crying.
She could feel the tears building like a wave just before it crashes.
It’s like that sometimes when you’re a mom.
When you work full-time, juggling between your career, family, and friends.
When your brain doesn’t shut off and nights are sleepless.
You get tired. You get downright exhausted.
And whether you are or not, you feel alone.
There aren’t any sick days or PTO when you’re a mom.
So sometimes, you just feel like crying. Crying until
every tear of self-doubt, worry,...
She could feel the tears building like a wave just before it crashes.
It’s like that sometimes when you’re a mom.
When you work full-time, juggling between your career, family, and friends.
When your brain doesn’t shut off and nights are sleepless.
You get tired. You get downright exhausted.
And whether you are or not, you feel alone.
There aren’t any sick days or PTO when you’re a mom.
So sometimes, you just feel like crying. Crying until
every tear of self-doubt, worry,...
#mother
#motherhood
#TruthOfLife
580 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by EmmalineMilady