Submissions by Giomarach
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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What If.
I saw her cry
lashed her eyelids
with the dew
of a broken dream
Morning came
sleep never did
turned and tossed
and thought...
What If.
lashed her eyelids
with the dew
of a broken dream
Morning came
sleep never did
turned and tossed
and thought...
What If.
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Memories Won
Scrape the bottom
of the
barrel
turn aside
the useless,
apparel
make a wish
with obsessive,
tongues
falling down...
Your memories,
won.
of the
barrel
turn aside
the useless,
apparel
make a wish
with obsessive,
tongues
falling down...
Your memories,
won.
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After Tiresias
Take them by the hand, devil in white with perfect hair,
turned blind by the light of the setting sun,
waited for the night,but only drunk flies did come
dare them to sing and they shall cry,
let them down softly with your pitted eyes,
grapes fed to the dogs because no king sits still
books trodden on in the road of wisdom
spears solitary and alone
digging into the armpits of memories child.
turned blind by the light of the setting sun,
waited for the night,but only drunk flies did come
dare them to sing and they shall cry,
let them down softly with your pitted eyes,
grapes fed to the dogs because no king sits still
books trodden on in the road of wisdom
spears solitary and alone
digging into the armpits of memories child.
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Kiss It Better
Take your hand
place it,
on my chest,
push down
until you hear
my ribs snap,
tear me open
move aside the,
fragments of bone
now take my heart
and,
kiss it better.
place it,
on my chest,
push down
until you hear
my ribs snap,
tear me open
move aside the,
fragments of bone
now take my heart
and,
kiss it better.
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A Good Pain
My eyes are melting
at your beauty
the sight of you,
dressed in black.
My skin is smoking
at your carefulness
the touch of you,
arms of velvet.
My lips are shaking
at your splender
the taste of you,
electric kisses.
My skin is burning,
my lips are bleeding,
my eyes are melting,
just like my heart.
at your beauty
the sight of you,
dressed in black.
My skin is smoking
at your carefulness
the touch of you,
arms of velvet.
My lips are shaking
at your splender
the taste of you,
electric kisses.
My skin is burning,
my lips are bleeding,
my eyes are melting,
just like my heart.
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Giomarach