Submissions by FloralsnShadows
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Whatever that may be
STORY POEM
Published
10th Feb 2017 7:55am
10th Feb 2017 7:55am
The Sickest Sh** Ever
Q. What's the most painful experience, you have had?
A. What's the sickest shit, I've ever felt? Hm, let's see
(a). Losing sight,
(b). feeling
(c), and belief
"Thinking back now, those were the sickest significances in my life"-ME
A. What's the sickest shit, I've ever felt? Hm, let's see
(a). Losing sight,
(b). feeling
(c), and belief
"Thinking back now, those were the sickest significances in my life"-ME
718 reads
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2017 5:04pm
22nd Jan 2017 5:04pm
Innocence Misplaced Her Trust
Right before realizing,
the many characters of
its metal bites.
There she was bent over
and hooked.
Ass up, leaning toward
greying skies
Dipped in the heavy
melodic blues.
Singing, "I just don’t
dream anymore"
That was the moment
her child, went missing,
Wondering where is she
and Is she safe? ...
the many characters of
its metal bites.
There she was bent over
and hooked.
Ass up, leaning toward
greying skies
Dipped in the heavy
melodic blues.
Singing, "I just don’t
dream anymore"
That was the moment
her child, went missing,
Wondering where is she
and Is she safe? ...
786 reads
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2017 8:19am
3rd Jan 2017 8:19am
East of the Sun.West of the Moon
I tore my
flesh
away and
you still
saw nothing
two slits to
my
bounded
wrists, you
muted my
voice
you were
the devil’s
anthem
swelling
inside my
heavenly
bosom
but it's ok,
I wasn't
born to be
protected.
My strength
My Own
flesh
away and
you still
saw nothing
two slits to
my
bounded
wrists, you
muted my
voice
you were
the devil’s
anthem
swelling
inside my
heavenly
bosom
but it's ok,
I wasn't
born to be
protected.
My strength
My Own
713 reads
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Dec 2016 6:13pm
30th Dec 2016 6:13pm
Appraisal
1. How many times have I hurt you?
2. How often am I cruel to you without reason?
3. How many lies have you caught me in?
4. Is it often, I ignore you purposely without a purpose?
5. How many mornings, evenings and nights, have I
not succumbed to you?
6. Am I never here for you?
7. How often am I a bitch, without cause?
8. Am I never willing to forgive,...
2. How often am I cruel to you without reason?
3. How many lies have you caught me in?
4. Is it often, I ignore you purposely without a purpose?
5. How many mornings, evenings and nights, have I
not succumbed to you?
6. Am I never here for you?
7. How often am I a bitch, without cause?
8. Am I never willing to forgive,...
855 reads
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Dec 2016 11:24pm
26th Dec 2016 11:24pm
Even in my tomb,you haunt me
I felt my head tilting back, ciphering devotional
flesh as if a tactile galleria, when becoming a
prisoner walled behind your hurtful gestures,
“Take me out of myself “ lingered as a halo
above, as I told the world my heartbeats had
slept naked on another's lips, for the first time.
In those moments died for you over and over
again.
Frantic, all I could hear repeatedly was you
laughing in my face, at my outcries, that was
torturing, pain. Til, this day your egotistical
jokes echoing throughout my mind and heart, ...
flesh as if a tactile galleria, when becoming a
prisoner walled behind your hurtful gestures,
“Take me out of myself “ lingered as a halo
above, as I told the world my heartbeats had
slept naked on another's lips, for the first time.
In those moments died for you over and over
again.
Frantic, all I could hear repeatedly was you
laughing in my face, at my outcries, that was
torturing, pain. Til, this day your egotistical
jokes echoing throughout my mind and heart, ...
829 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Dec 2016 2:42pm
24th Dec 2016 2:42pm
Never in a thousand years
did I think I would be betrayed by hearing those
words. He said I wasn't white, woman, or
sensuous enough for him. and that I just don't
have what it takes to keep him motivated.
Never in a thousand years did I think that my own
brother would become my most infamous enemy,
a murderer of my soul, heart, and mind, who kept
me distracted with his false enrichment. I'd
forgotten how to smile, how to take care of my
inner prints of peace.
Never in a thousand years did I think that hearing'
those very words would be my...
words. He said I wasn't white, woman, or
sensuous enough for him. and that I just don't
have what it takes to keep him motivated.
Never in a thousand years did I think that my own
brother would become my most infamous enemy,
a murderer of my soul, heart, and mind, who kept
me distracted with his false enrichment. I'd
forgotten how to smile, how to take care of my
inner prints of peace.
Never in a thousand years did I think that hearing'
those very words would be my...
821 reads
DARK POEM
Published
24th Dec 2016 2:42am
24th Dec 2016 2:42am
Metanoia
Crashing just before the third and fourth shattering
sound, growing pale dying an inch away from your
feet; I snorted solipsist lines to feel mystical and not
’mythological in your eyes.
Now, I can't endure sunlight, it only makes me feel
empty, accentuating all that is broken, diseased, and
conditioned. I held so much weight inside my mouth.
You let me die a hollowed soul that was born then
annihilated from yours.
You failed me.
sound, growing pale dying an inch away from your
feet; I snorted solipsist lines to feel mystical and not
’mythological in your eyes.
Now, I can't endure sunlight, it only makes me feel
empty, accentuating all that is broken, diseased, and
conditioned. I held so much weight inside my mouth.
You let me die a hollowed soul that was born then
annihilated from yours.
You failed me.
754 reads
DARK POEM
Published
24th Dec 2016 1:24am
24th Dec 2016 1:24am
I am in
1. In the back of your mind
2. the pits of your stomach
3. the waves of your sluggish soul
4. in the apex of your attacked heart
You know, I've known all this time that it's you by smelling
your deterioration a million miles away.
You never captured me, like you promised.
The only thing, I can't understand is, why did you have to
drag me through hell, treat me like shit, instead of her?
It must've been funny to know that I cried every day and
night, it must've been a turn on to leave me with...
2. the pits of your stomach
3. the waves of your sluggish soul
4. in the apex of your attacked heart
You know, I've known all this time that it's you by smelling
your deterioration a million miles away.
You never captured me, like you promised.
The only thing, I can't understand is, why did you have to
drag me through hell, treat me like shit, instead of her?
It must've been funny to know that I cried every day and
night, it must've been a turn on to leave me with...
770 reads
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