Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Love poems
the erotic love letters
sighs of desires
dreams and wishes
intangible love making
the pinnacle of desires
rubbing of skins
the moans under sheets
fragrance of love sweats
the dive into pleasure
immeasurable ecstasy
desires in entwined bodies
in absolute surrender
words rendered by creativity
written with the subject in mind
inspired by nature's muses
mirrored in collaborative writes
not for a game of chase
not even a game of chess
it's all creative poetic licence
fruits of...
sighs of desires
dreams and wishes
intangible love making
the pinnacle of desires
rubbing of skins
the moans under sheets
fragrance of love sweats
the dive into pleasure
immeasurable ecstasy
desires in entwined bodies
in absolute surrender
words rendered by creativity
written with the subject in mind
inspired by nature's muses
mirrored in collaborative writes
not for a game of chase
not even a game of chess
it's all creative poetic licence
fruits of...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
82 reads
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Towards the Sun
entwined in love engulfed passion
in their own worlds desires meet
finding themselves in slow burn
speak conversations of hearts
fire ignited by touches of skin
the soaring tide of pumping blood
deafening in their ears within
where they hear songs of needs
towards the zenith of the sun
hooded horde in ecstacy soar
in their own worlds desires meet
finding themselves in slow burn
speak conversations of hearts
fire ignited by touches of skin
the soaring tide of pumping blood
deafening in their ears within
where they hear songs of needs
towards the zenith of the sun
hooded horde in ecstacy soar
#erotic
#WritingPoetry
146 reads
11 Comments
Proudly Proud
armoured with hot pride
holding banner, waves of self, ride
head held high eyes forward
march the proud brigade
self-righteousness holding scales
judge and jury to the common mass
the word 'I' emblazoned on puffed chests
gloved hands in salute raised to self
They are the hooded horde
who think they're chosens of God
holding banner, waves of self, ride
head held high eyes forward
march the proud brigade
self-righteousness holding scales
judge and jury to the common mass
the word 'I' emblazoned on puffed chests
gloved hands in salute raised to self
They are the hooded horde
who think they're chosens of God
#vanity
#WritingPoetry
81 reads
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Passion Fire
passion's fire and desire's flames
rage on in silent a force of allure
whispers of silk falling on floor
once more passion play
gentle whispers companion play
smoldering gaze in seduction
fragrance of rose attar stay
on pillows with the motions
sensual sway a symphony
hands on curves tempts
transcending time and space
two hearts and soul in harmony
muted screams towards the skies
folded in each other fly
their essence becoming one
and flutter down still entwined
rage on in silent a force of allure
whispers of silk falling on floor
once more passion play
gentle whispers companion play
smoldering gaze in seduction
fragrance of rose attar stay
on pillows with the motions
sensual sway a symphony
hands on curves tempts
transcending time and space
two hearts and soul in harmony
muted screams towards the skies
folded in each other fly
their essence becoming one
and flutter down still entwined
#lover
#sensual
161 reads
13 Comments
Safety in Conformity
within the box conformity resides
safely within my limit I confine
never to follow uncharted highways
or to stumble on unfamiliar terrain
I know my dreams remain unseen
left forever in my peripheral sight
but not hurt with disappointment
never to embark on any daring feat
I am safe here you see
living in conformity
doing the circle game for eternity
thinking within the box safely
within the box ideas may go stale
the same inspiration will prevail
but time is unwasted in ideas uncharted
slow and steady...
safely within my limit I confine
never to follow uncharted highways
or to stumble on unfamiliar terrain
I know my dreams remain unseen
left forever in my peripheral sight
but not hurt with disappointment
never to embark on any daring feat
I am safe here you see
living in conformity
doing the circle game for eternity
thinking within the box safely
within the box ideas may go stale
the same inspiration will prevail
but time is unwasted in ideas uncharted
slow and steady...
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
117 reads
14 Comments
Caerulean Warmth
paint I the words instead
when sight eludes a treasure trove
of the many wonders that reside
in boundless fields high up above
there high above dreams may take flight
with puffy clouds as hopes and fears
collide and embrace so tight
above the canvas wide imagination soars
vast and grand the skies above
it is the honey warmth on your skin
the coolness of a breeze in puffs of breath
that evoke that gentle touch felt within
with your mortal eyes you may not see
your spirit's sight will always be free
when sight eludes a treasure trove
of the many wonders that reside
in boundless fields high up above
there high above dreams may take flight
with puffy clouds as hopes and fears
collide and embrace so tight
above the canvas wide imagination soars
vast and grand the skies above
it is the honey warmth on your skin
the coolness of a breeze in puffs of breath
that evoke that gentle touch felt within
with your mortal eyes you may not see
your spirit's sight will always be free
#sky
#WritingPoetry
65 reads
4 Comments
As Desired
I am bathed with the rain
under the sickle moon I stand
between my toes grains of sand
reminding me of being human
I am a captive of the moon
its enchanting glow borrowed of the sun
reminding me that a long time ago
he resigned his soul to the stars
my heart yearns for laughter
the gentleness of friendship's banter
each turn of a page a new adventure
tho' I hit a curve in every turn
I desire not passionate love
or play the game of conquest or chase
just friendship in perfect grace
in a tranquil...
under the sickle moon I stand
between my toes grains of sand
reminding me of being human
I am a captive of the moon
its enchanting glow borrowed of the sun
reminding me that a long time ago
he resigned his soul to the stars
my heart yearns for laughter
the gentleness of friendship's banter
each turn of a page a new adventure
tho' I hit a curve in every turn
I desire not passionate love
or play the game of conquest or chase
just friendship in perfect grace
in a tranquil...
#friendship
#WritingPoetry
72 reads
6 Comments
Deep Underground Community
(without fear or favour)
written in shared ink-stained dreams
shared where words dance in creative
woven tapestry of ethereal canvas
the unions of souls can be found
the whispered promises of love
entanglement in earthy passions
shared transcend the physical
as they are puffs of smoke
creative and heartfelt it may sound
they are born of mere words
for in deep underground
nothing is what they seem
surrender to the realm where poems reign
let us weave our tale verses entwine
creating...
written in shared ink-stained dreams
shared where words dance in creative
woven tapestry of ethereal canvas
the unions of souls can be found
the whispered promises of love
entanglement in earthy passions
shared transcend the physical
as they are puffs of smoke
creative and heartfelt it may sound
they are born of mere words
for in deep underground
nothing is what they seem
surrender to the realm where poems reign
let us weave our tale verses entwine
creating...
#funny
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
117 reads
14 Comments
Golden Laughter
Bring me the cups of golden wine
from Persephone 's tended vineyard
trampled by beautiful celestial virgins
to fill the barrels of god's
let us drink and make merry
for life is short and fleeting
no whispers of malicious envy
or of things that hurt or sting
friendship forged on golden air
glitters of dusts anointing hearts
it's all well and fine here
for none go beyond the deep
let's dance around the table
to music and songs performed
by bards around the room
spout poems brilliant and...
from Persephone 's tended vineyard
trampled by beautiful celestial virgins
to fill the barrels of god's
let us drink and make merry
for life is short and fleeting
no whispers of malicious envy
or of things that hurt or sting
friendship forged on golden air
glitters of dusts anointing hearts
it's all well and fine here
for none go beyond the deep
let's dance around the table
to music and songs performed
by bards around the room
spout poems brilliant and...
#myself
#WritingPoetry
58 reads
6 Comments
Totumolong, the Little People
when our world was young
and spirits dance and play
and nature's essence holds sway
we lived around its prismatic light
hand in hand existing
waterfalls thundered
and rainbows were born
among its sprays
Totumolong a pretty sight
slim girth a foot in height
they lived where the moss were
where ferns wrapped rocks
harmony with the spirits
breathing in air invigorating
sipping spring water, pure and clear
we lived with understanding of nature
mountaintops where the water flows
to the...
and spirits dance and play
and nature's essence holds sway
we lived around its prismatic light
hand in hand existing
waterfalls thundered
and rainbows were born
among its sprays
Totumolong a pretty sight
slim girth a foot in height
they lived where the moss were
where ferns wrapped rocks
harmony with the spirits
breathing in air invigorating
sipping spring water, pure and clear
we lived with understanding of nature
mountaintops where the water flows
to the...
#religion
#fairies
#WritingPoetry
128 reads
10 Comments
Thin Path between Realms
Rising from broken bones
a phoenix rising from dusts
no glorious fire burns
for body born of thirsts
the damned's elixir of life
the succulent liquid of pumping hearts
and the scents of decadence
fill... nay, bloat me with life
I walk under weaves of moonlight
treading on deep dappled shadows
entice the vessel of blood
contained in bodies to be discarded
Memories of then accompany me
cleared canvas of a human life
I cry no more for he who turned me
the undead, Nosferatu left me without...
a phoenix rising from dusts
no glorious fire burns
for body born of thirsts
the damned's elixir of life
the succulent liquid of pumping hearts
and the scents of decadence
fill... nay, bloat me with life
I walk under weaves of moonlight
treading on deep dappled shadows
entice the vessel of blood
contained in bodies to be discarded
Memories of then accompany me
cleared canvas of a human life
I cry no more for he who turned me
the undead, Nosferatu left me without...
#vampires
#WritingPoetry
91 reads
6 Comments
Your Poem made me Cry
the blood from your broken heart
ink to the poem of lost love
your heartache tattooed in verses
sent dusts into my eyes
lost in time etched in memories
of a love that once embraced
your spirit, your soul, your mortality
only for him to leave
before you kissed the dawn
My tears fell for your pain
for your memories that ended
with a rose on a grave stone
and you stepping back alone
you are strong, indeed stronger
the pain like a forge to your spirit
screaming and crying to God
"Why did you...
ink to the poem of lost love
your heartache tattooed in verses
sent dusts into my eyes
lost in time etched in memories
of a love that once embraced
your spirit, your soul, your mortality
only for him to leave
before you kissed the dawn
My tears fell for your pain
for your memories that ended
with a rose on a grave stone
and you stepping back alone
you are strong, indeed stronger
the pain like a forge to your spirit
screaming and crying to God
"Why did you...
#WritingPoetry
#reading
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