Submissions by HerWildFlower
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Romantic writer, distributes honest words of an unhappy heart and unconditional heart. The trials of positive and negative circumstances all written from words by the soul.
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Mar 2020 00:57am
12th Mar 2020 00:57am
"Gold"
Many times I envision the apricot painted sky
His tongue between my thighs
Stroking and caressing in between the lines
Oh, and how his mouth is no longer dry
How he is fed as a lion and the taste of chicken noodle soup is present
As he comes back up for a kiss or two
And how my hunger is no more
His hands gentle and stern.
If my hair is feathered , he will surely tuck it safely behind my ear.
His warm breath everywhere
As he goes deeper, I sigh.
I love him
It may make me cry
And when he groans
...
His tongue between my thighs
Stroking and caressing in between the lines
Oh, and how his mouth is no longer dry
How he is fed as a lion and the taste of chicken noodle soup is present
As he comes back up for a kiss or two
And how my hunger is no more
His hands gentle and stern.
If my hair is feathered , he will surely tuck it safely behind my ear.
His warm breath everywhere
As he goes deeper, I sigh.
I love him
It may make me cry
And when he groans
...
#sex
#erotic
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Mar 2020 2:04am
11th Mar 2020 2:04am
A Dream Ended
He was a road. A road that traveled and kicked up gravel from underneath the tires.
He kept moving. The sound of his engine never stalling.
Like stars, he had a knack for wanting to shine bright , a knack for someone looking at him in "awe".
And yes, she did. She looked at him this way so many times , there wasn't enough stars to block her view of him.
Until the car started and he drove off
Never to start again .
He kept moving. The sound of his engine never stalling.
Like stars, he had a knack for wanting to shine bright , a knack for someone looking at him in "awe".
And yes, she did. She looked at him this way so many times , there wasn't enough stars to block her view of him.
Until the car started and he drove off
Never to start again .
#relationships
#support
#admiration
#FirstLove
#ForbiddenLove
407 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2020 1:45am
11th Mar 2020 1:45am
"If Leaving Is All"
#sex
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#disappointment
#emptiness
339 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Feb 2020 11:00am
17th Feb 2020 11:00am
Inside My Head
My eyes are sunken
Bags under them.
I'm tired, torn and anxious
But on the far side of advancement.
My heart grieves so tenderly
A wisp , a star, and then substantially
A tear for a broken, painfully healing heart
And I reach for the moon
The sun, the stars, to find the light
Once here before the dark
My knees are shaking
They give way
And here I lay
Eyes now bloodshot
Fear gives in
And I remain in dismay.
All my soul, all my heart
Each day IS on replay
I told everyone that I am no okay
And...
Bags under them.
I'm tired, torn and anxious
But on the far side of advancement.
My heart grieves so tenderly
A wisp , a star, and then substantially
A tear for a broken, painfully healing heart
And I reach for the moon
The sun, the stars, to find the light
Once here before the dark
My knees are shaking
They give way
And here I lay
Eyes now bloodshot
Fear gives in
And I remain in dismay.
All my soul, all my heart
Each day IS on replay
I told everyone that I am no okay
And...
#anxiety
#grief
#PowerOfWords
#boredom
#passion
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2020 5:46am
2nd Jan 2020 5:46am
"Still"
He would bring my feet upon the couch and cover me with a blanket. For this time I am drunk off the alcohol, yet, mostly off his care of me.
He would stand before me and be taken to his knees, wondering, worried, concerned...making sure I was truly okay.
He would talk, as if, a little boy inspired by dinosaurs.
I would listen.
I'm still drunk.
He would offer me a comfortable place between his arms as I rested my head upon his chest.
He would take a risk, take a chance and plant his lips upon mine, quickly as if he were already...
He would stand before me and be taken to his knees, wondering, worried, concerned...making sure I was truly okay.
He would talk, as if, a little boy inspired by dinosaurs.
I would listen.
I'm still drunk.
He would offer me a comfortable place between his arms as I rested my head upon his chest.
He would take a risk, take a chance and plant his lips upon mine, quickly as if he were already...
#love
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
29th Sep 2019 11:58pm
29th Sep 2019 11:58pm
A promise
It was last summer. I don't remember much of it, aside from the drama and domestic violence surrounding my life.
I remember going to God , all last year for my trials and errors. Praying for his saving grace, his redemption, promtly admitting my sins and asking for his forgiveness. Doing my best to have made ammends to those I may have hurt. Praying. Sobbing. Holding on to something I couldn't see but still doing my best.
I met a man that year. Dark-hair, blue eyed, great body. Didn't ever have the courage to say anything to him. My family had known him for years,...
I remember going to God , all last year for my trials and errors. Praying for his saving grace, his redemption, promtly admitting my sins and asking for his forgiveness. Doing my best to have made ammends to those I may have hurt. Praying. Sobbing. Holding on to something I couldn't see but still doing my best.
I met a man that year. Dark-hair, blue eyed, great body. Didn't ever have the courage to say anything to him. My family had known him for years,...
#kindness
#hope
#courage
#gratitude
#admiration
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
22nd Aug 2019 6:45am
22nd Aug 2019 6:45am
"To Be Someone's Angel And Saving Grace"
She would come into my life and change it forever.
When my heart would break, she wouldn't tell me to suck it in or suck it up, she would cry with me.
She would tell me "crying isn't weaknesses", that it's "okay to have emotions". With that I would grow, being strong in my emotions and being able to empathize with my friends enough to do the same for them and my future children.
She would lift me up.
She would play songs of inspiration, dance, laugh , be entirely weird with us as we were to her and give me my identity freely, without expecting anything back at all....
When my heart would break, she wouldn't tell me to suck it in or suck it up, she would cry with me.
She would tell me "crying isn't weaknesses", that it's "okay to have emotions". With that I would grow, being strong in my emotions and being able to empathize with my friends enough to do the same for them and my future children.
She would lift me up.
She would play songs of inspiration, dance, laugh , be entirely weird with us as we were to her and give me my identity freely, without expecting anything back at all....
#mother
#childhood
#family
#memories
#nostalgia
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SONG LYRICS
Published
10th Aug 2019 2:58pm
10th Aug 2019 2:58pm
"Rain Down"
Rain down, rain down, rain down on me
Is this the missing?
Or is the mist getting the best of me?
To hide behind such a thing.
Behind the door, behind the window
Born with puppet strings
Always, forever
Completely rearranged.
Rain down, rain down, rain down on me .
I'm kinda sick of life, been searching for the answers way too afraid to come forward
Blade to skin
No. I don't think I will ever live again.
Blood pours my existence
Overthinking comes with a persistence.
Wants love but told I don't...
Is this the missing?
Or is the mist getting the best of me?
To hide behind such a thing.
Behind the door, behind the window
Born with puppet strings
Always, forever
Completely rearranged.
Rain down, rain down, rain down on me .
I'm kinda sick of life, been searching for the answers way too afraid to come forward
Blade to skin
No. I don't think I will ever live again.
Blood pours my existence
Overthinking comes with a persistence.
Wants love but told I don't...
#sadness
#loneliness
#rejection
#heartbroken
#shame
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Aug 2019 2:01am
10th Aug 2019 2:01am
"His Echo"
It has been a year.
Three months.
A year.
Three months.
I could still hear the knock on the door, the beep of his car.
My flattering heart , the anticipation. The longing. The nerves.
They all rolled into the drum of his heart and have an echo that doesn't leave.
It skips a beat. It longs for the knock of the door.
His lips and my mine.
J'adore, j'adore
pourquoi mon amour s'enfuit avec mon coeur, j'aime, je l'aime
vous fuyez, avec des ailes et votre écho reste,...
Three months.
A year.
Three months.
I could still hear the knock on the door, the beep of his car.
My flattering heart , the anticipation. The longing. The nerves.
They all rolled into the drum of his heart and have an echo that doesn't leave.
It skips a beat. It longs for the knock of the door.
His lips and my mine.
J'adore, j'adore
pourquoi mon amour s'enfuit avec mon coeur, j'aime, je l'aime
vous fuyez, avec des ailes et votre écho reste,...
#sadness
#regret
#shame
#frustration
#disappointment
358 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2019 12:08pm
2nd Aug 2019 12:08pm
I just want you
Inside a soul
sensitive, kind, caring and loving.
A deep sadness inside so on the outside I'm abnormal
With reckless abandon
Anger and confusion.
I want You
Only you
For romance came and it left too soon.
I'm so in love with your gentle moves and the way , you kiss.
So in love, love, love with you.
sensitive, kind, caring and loving.
A deep sadness inside so on the outside I'm abnormal
With reckless abandon
Anger and confusion.
I want You
Only you
For romance came and it left too soon.
I'm so in love with your gentle moves and the way , you kiss.
So in love, love, love with you.
#love
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals #admiration
#TimeHeals #admiration
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jul 2019 5:51am
6th Jul 2019 5:51am
"A Forward Movement"
I will never miss a breath with him. Nor be without his sacred Jewel.
For he gave me a part of him and I gave part of me to him in return.
Our love is real.
It's still beneath the stone
Waiting to melt for each other.
But we won't be present in each other's lives anymore.
And it's winter again.
Everything is dead around me.
It's cold.
It's still beautiful.
But it's the distance now that has me taken aback.
It's the stone, that I can no longer enter. Pick at.
It's solid stone. Unwilling to break.
I thought I couldn't...
For he gave me a part of him and I gave part of me to him in return.
Our love is real.
It's still beneath the stone
Waiting to melt for each other.
But we won't be present in each other's lives anymore.
And it's winter again.
Everything is dead around me.
It's cold.
It's still beautiful.
But it's the distance now that has me taken aback.
It's the stone, that I can no longer enter. Pick at.
It's solid stone. Unwilling to break.
I thought I couldn't...
#support
#ForbiddenLove
#crush
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jun 2019 7:56pm
26th Jun 2019 7:56pm
"This is Not Goodbye"
If I say 'Goodbye' , it's not what I mean.
Tears in my eyes... I hope you wouldn't leave.
I used to tell them, like Johnny Q, it's never a goodbye it's see you later.
It's 'here goes' as in Kentucky.
It's 'As you wish' and 'Until we meet again.
It's "I wish you enough"
It's never a goodbye. It's a "Hello" , as we look towards the future.
One day we will meet again.
Until then.
It's see you later.
Tears in my eyes... I hope you wouldn't leave.
I used to tell them, like Johnny Q, it's never a goodbye it's see you later.
It's 'here goes' as in Kentucky.
It's 'As you wish' and 'Until we meet again.
It's "I wish you enough"
It's never a goodbye. It's a "Hello" , as we look towards the future.
One day we will meet again.
Until then.
It's see you later.
#kindness
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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