Submissions by EternalEarth (Abyss Phoenix)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I do my best to be anything but one note. I've been writing poems for years now. I go through phases. I wonder what i'll be after this phase?
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Oct 2016 9:26pm
21st Oct 2016 9:26pm
Eyes
Oooo, i see you
Making gains getting thick
Making me hard o' lord
You getting big
I want you to bounce on it
Dance on me like i am your stage
Sing into the mic please
A little louder and you'll hear the roar of your biggest fan
Body so soft my fingers sink into it
Ass so fat it eats the whole dick
Dick so thick it stretches you like a good yoga session
Fuck me like you miss me
Work your tongue like you want to eat me.
Strip for me like you and me are forbidden
And the taboo is rocking you to your core
I'll...
Making gains getting thick
Making me hard o' lord
You getting big
I want you to bounce on it
Dance on me like i am your stage
Sing into the mic please
A little louder and you'll hear the roar of your biggest fan
Body so soft my fingers sink into it
Ass so fat it eats the whole dick
Dick so thick it stretches you like a good yoga session
Fuck me like you miss me
Work your tongue like you want to eat me.
Strip for me like you and me are forbidden
And the taboo is rocking you to your core
I'll...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Oct 2016 1:50am
17th Oct 2016 1:50am
Pornogrghpy
i love
the blending sounds of smacking and moaning
how in complete false bliss they seem
my heart does not pound as my blood circulates to a new path
my mind does not drift
i won;t miss a moment
how they thrust
i attempt to learn
i practice but only in spirit
i thought i found my pornography
but i am the only star
but let us be real
sex is mental
what excites you?
is it the bouncing tits or ass?
is it throbbing cocks or tight muscles?
maybe you are in to something more devious?
or let's not go there ...
the blending sounds of smacking and moaning
how in complete false bliss they seem
my heart does not pound as my blood circulates to a new path
my mind does not drift
i won;t miss a moment
how they thrust
i attempt to learn
i practice but only in spirit
i thought i found my pornography
but i am the only star
but let us be real
sex is mental
what excites you?
is it the bouncing tits or ass?
is it throbbing cocks or tight muscles?
maybe you are in to something more devious?
or let's not go there ...
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Sep 2016 2:32pm
28th Sep 2016 2:32pm
Wanted
Killing me it's killing me
You bastard
Where are you
You called out to me in the darkness
I told you where to find me
I'm not hiding
So why'd you run away
You're clearly afraid of these hands knees and elbows
I only wanted to show you a good time
I wanted you all to myself
But you had other plans
Just another creature running away
From the pleasure of pain
The stress of no release
The brightness of blood
I wanted you want you will have you
Muscles veins and bones
Your world your heart your mind
All mine...
You bastard
Where are you
You called out to me in the darkness
I told you where to find me
I'm not hiding
So why'd you run away
You're clearly afraid of these hands knees and elbows
I only wanted to show you a good time
I wanted you all to myself
But you had other plans
Just another creature running away
From the pleasure of pain
The stress of no release
The brightness of blood
I wanted you want you will have you
Muscles veins and bones
Your world your heart your mind
All mine...
542 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2016 10:00am
23rd Aug 2016 10:00am
She says it's love
She says it's love.
But I have never heard of such a thing.
I mean people say the word often.
we have it in books by "definition"
But is it this vague definition
Or philosophy an unexplainable feeling.
She says it's love.
But when she kicked me to the curb I didn't hesitate to keep it moving.
I never have any problems letting any one go.
and it shows, drinking and fucking only to be hurt
then I passed that hurt around and guess what
I'm still hurt.
She said it was love
But four years ago it was a failed threesome
it...
But I have never heard of such a thing.
I mean people say the word often.
we have it in books by "definition"
But is it this vague definition
Or philosophy an unexplainable feeling.
She says it's love.
But when she kicked me to the curb I didn't hesitate to keep it moving.
I never have any problems letting any one go.
and it shows, drinking and fucking only to be hurt
then I passed that hurt around and guess what
I'm still hurt.
She said it was love
But four years ago it was a failed threesome
it...
649 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Apr 2016 1:46am
9th Apr 2016 1:46am
Chasing my dreams
It's strange to be close.
Searching for this mystic item.
Fighting killing hiding lying and trying.
Dying and reviving.
I became this phoenix.
Thougt to be this fearless beast.
No one sees how i drop my head and wepons in shame of what i've become.
Not that i didn't enjoy the conflict.
I'm kinda crazy that way.
It's strange, traveling.
Seeing bring and becoming.
I changed, i have done things i can never take back.
Things that make my depression worst, that make the voice scream at me.
I dove head first into the darkness.
Molding...
Searching for this mystic item.
Fighting killing hiding lying and trying.
Dying and reviving.
I became this phoenix.
Thougt to be this fearless beast.
No one sees how i drop my head and wepons in shame of what i've become.
Not that i didn't enjoy the conflict.
I'm kinda crazy that way.
It's strange, traveling.
Seeing bring and becoming.
I changed, i have done things i can never take back.
Things that make my depression worst, that make the voice scream at me.
I dove head first into the darkness.
Molding...
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2016 6:05pm
3rd Apr 2016 6:05pm
Whatever this is.
The world spins
A flame burns
His cries send joy through the room.
They believe in him
Hold him to it
Know he'll do it
The bell rings
Eyes up
Pages turn
Stories written stories read
Etching himself into exsitence
Walking the trench following
They have faith in him
The stars, they see him in it
A bright future they create him in it
Night falls.
In the darkness he sees
Monsters that taunt
He chases unbelieving
A lone light stays on
Flickering away
The sounds that sooth the savage beasts...
A flame burns
His cries send joy through the room.
They believe in him
Hold him to it
Know he'll do it
The bell rings
Eyes up
Pages turn
Stories written stories read
Etching himself into exsitence
Walking the trench following
They have faith in him
The stars, they see him in it
A bright future they create him in it
Night falls.
In the darkness he sees
Monsters that taunt
He chases unbelieving
A lone light stays on
Flickering away
The sounds that sooth the savage beasts...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Feb 2016 3:21pm
15th Feb 2016 3:21pm
Melodrama
I'll return to my post.
And decay minute by minute.
Second by second.
Suffering.
Watching my heart crumble into a red dust.
Blowing away in the wind.
Leaving just a black void...
In truth, i just want the day to end.
Then weeks to stop.
So i can hide my pain for eternity.
Never to be found
And decay minute by minute.
Second by second.
Suffering.
Watching my heart crumble into a red dust.
Blowing away in the wind.
Leaving just a black void...
In truth, i just want the day to end.
Then weeks to stop.
So i can hide my pain for eternity.
Never to be found
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Feb 2016 2:05am
14th Feb 2016 2:05am
Without you(repeat of pain)
a year without you
is like a century with out my nose.
In spite i cut you out.
What was i even so upset about?
I wasn't ready.
These scars run deep,
They have healed.
But i am who i am.
Forgetting and forgiving.
How selfish
then the world reminded me.
i was hurt angry and lost.
I tried to fuck drink and smoke the pain away.
But only pain conceals the pain.
now we repeat.
for me, i won't make the same mistakes.
But that's a lie, because hurt people , hurt people.
see ya next round old friend.
is like a century with out my nose.
In spite i cut you out.
What was i even so upset about?
I wasn't ready.
These scars run deep,
They have healed.
But i am who i am.
Forgetting and forgiving.
How selfish
then the world reminded me.
i was hurt angry and lost.
I tried to fuck drink and smoke the pain away.
But only pain conceals the pain.
now we repeat.
for me, i won't make the same mistakes.
But that's a lie, because hurt people , hurt people.
see ya next round old friend.
530 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
10th Feb 2016 4:26pm
10th Feb 2016 4:26pm
Simple perceptions
Her worst fear were the monsters that go bump in the night.
While she hardly slept tight.
Gun cocked and loaded.
She prayed for the suns warm release.
A safe haven.
But nothing is ever as it seems.
A simple misstep.
A normal lack of understanding
Signs are necessary, but are no where to be found.
Her biggest mistske was upsetting a monster that roamed in the daylight.
Now she has her release.
A freedom into a hell she hated...
While she hardly slept tight.
Gun cocked and loaded.
She prayed for the suns warm release.
A safe haven.
But nothing is ever as it seems.
A simple misstep.
A normal lack of understanding
Signs are necessary, but are no where to be found.
Her biggest mistske was upsetting a monster that roamed in the daylight.
Now she has her release.
A freedom into a hell she hated...
636 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Feb 2016 11:45pm
6th Feb 2016 11:45pm
Letters
A small message we send into the abyss
Kneeling down heads bowed, faith wavers...
Flames in the rain.
But once again we kneel.
A small message to saviour that we don't visit.
Only he knows what he is doing.
Or why your message may or may not have been recieved.
And still, you call.
Not knowing the echos of the abyss atrract many.
Some that write back with venomous pens.
Where your saviour is, you can't tell.
Eventually all eyes are on you.
Different vibes that may push you off track.
Down a slippery road.
Into a pit of...
Kneeling down heads bowed, faith wavers...
Flames in the rain.
But once again we kneel.
A small message to saviour that we don't visit.
Only he knows what he is doing.
Or why your message may or may not have been recieved.
And still, you call.
Not knowing the echos of the abyss atrract many.
Some that write back with venomous pens.
Where your saviour is, you can't tell.
Eventually all eyes are on you.
Different vibes that may push you off track.
Down a slippery road.
Into a pit of...
816 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Jan 2016 7:58pm
18th Jan 2016 7:58pm
Simple wishes
i wanna feel you squeeze tight.
See your eyes light up.
Hear the pitch in your voice change.
Tasting your love and affections on my tongue.
rolling and stroking, teasing and pleasing.
making the ocean rise and crash, big waves like a fierce storm
I like it slow, with raw power.
Having you quivering and vulnerable beneath me.
Being sheltered from the harshness of the world in my embrace.
i can be intense, take a break.
But no sleeping, failure to satisfy is punishable.
And hot wax is one hell of an alarm clock.
See your eyes light up.
Hear the pitch in your voice change.
Tasting your love and affections on my tongue.
rolling and stroking, teasing and pleasing.
making the ocean rise and crash, big waves like a fierce storm
I like it slow, with raw power.
Having you quivering and vulnerable beneath me.
Being sheltered from the harshness of the world in my embrace.
i can be intense, take a break.
But no sleeping, failure to satisfy is punishable.
And hot wax is one hell of an alarm clock.
957 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jan 2016 7:33pm
18th Jan 2016 7:33pm
Suicide monster
I hug myself and hold my own fingers.
See through my darkness with the light of my heart.
All the terror i have put myself through is pushing out.
and i cannot pray for the world.
For i am it's greatest nightmare
i am it's only savior.
They are my greatest goals.
And my flesh tears
it breaks.
Flakes of me hit the ground and disappear.
Forgotten memories, become archived.
But i'll see them when i close my eyes.
Once again blood is own my hands.
This fire burns so intensely
that i just find myself
lashing...
See through my darkness with the light of my heart.
All the terror i have put myself through is pushing out.
and i cannot pray for the world.
For i am it's greatest nightmare
i am it's only savior.
They are my greatest goals.
And my flesh tears
it breaks.
Flakes of me hit the ground and disappear.
Forgotten memories, become archived.
But i'll see them when i close my eyes.
Once again blood is own my hands.
This fire burns so intensely
that i just find myself
lashing...
716 reads
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