Submissions by HottNess
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Words can be medicine for someone else's soul. We are all pharmacist
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Jul 2015 7:05am
19th Jul 2015 7:05am
Misusing
Do tell
if your love is magic
Capable of sending drips of passion down my thighs
On your knees bitch
Lick away the passion stirred from your edible pen
Ink stained
You murderous bastard
Your mother should be ashamed
Of creating a monster like you
You should not like who you are
Give me more
if your love is magic
Capable of sending drips of passion down my thighs
On your knees bitch
Lick away the passion stirred from your edible pen
Ink stained
You murderous bastard
Your mother should be ashamed
Of creating a monster like you
You should not like who you are
Give me more
1007 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
28th May 2015 4:28am
28th May 2015 4:28am
Let's not ...(files)
He said "Baby let's not write on love,
That would be a tragedy"
At this moment let's focus on lust
Show me you are free
submit to me
Obey my commands and stretch out
Your wings
Show me how submissive you can be
Receive me .
That would be a tragedy"
At this moment let's focus on lust
Show me you are free
submit to me
Obey my commands and stretch out
Your wings
Show me how submissive you can be
Receive me .
1059 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th May 2015 9:14pm
9th May 2015 9:14pm
Coddled
Wrapped in sway
close to my beat
heart stay
injured from life crossways
and holds
you are welcome close
for time will be spent
until your wounds heal
rest upon nature
relax in amber
feel the warmth of forever yesterday's
suckle the nectar
of naer and far lullabies
be restored infancy of
royalty and justice
rest and feed
be awakened
close to my beat
heart stay
injured from life crossways
and holds
you are welcome close
for time will be spent
until your wounds heal
rest upon nature
relax in amber
feel the warmth of forever yesterday's
suckle the nectar
of naer and far lullabies
be restored infancy of
royalty and justice
rest and feed
be awakened
808 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th May 2015 6:51pm
8th May 2015 6:51pm
feed the children
as she sulks from heartache
the children fight
swinging swords
in place of proper nutrition
hungry they swing in
blood lust
she dares to give up
in prostrate position
she looks up
to see her son
sitting quietly watching her
eating crackers
how could she give up
when he wont give up on her
she ask herself
she falls back on her face
In forgiveness for previous thoughts
she's gathers herself
grabs her child's hand and leads him to
the garden to pick food for dinner
the children fight
swinging swords
in place of proper nutrition
hungry they swing in
blood lust
she dares to give up
in prostrate position
she looks up
to see her son
sitting quietly watching her
eating crackers
how could she give up
when he wont give up on her
she ask herself
she falls back on her face
In forgiveness for previous thoughts
she's gathers herself
grabs her child's hand and leads him to
the garden to pick food for dinner
701 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
25th Apr 2015 4:04am
25th Apr 2015 4:04am
diary entry
I am me becoming you
You are becoming me
Stretched out from ions
Brought together by water
You are the sailboat
Swimming thru me
You are becoming me
Stretched out from ions
Brought together by water
You are the sailboat
Swimming thru me
779 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 10:55pm
13th Mar 2015 10:55pm
Black Sabbath(old scribble)
resting upon your flesh
as if its egyptian cotton
after a long night of wine and other so called sin
6 days of pure fucking
1 for loving'
my black sabbath
how i love laying these
curves on you
no repentance
being wrapped inside arms of steel
hands of gentle touch
is what I am today to worship
hearing you speak
is my word of the day
my man my sabbath
whom I occasionally rest on
as if its egyptian cotton
after a long night of wine and other so called sin
6 days of pure fucking
1 for loving'
my black sabbath
how i love laying these
curves on you
no repentance
being wrapped inside arms of steel
hands of gentle touch
is what I am today to worship
hearing you speak
is my word of the day
my man my sabbath
whom I occasionally rest on
895 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Mar 2015 10:50pm
13th Mar 2015 10:50pm
Fragile(old scribble)
I
Am
fragile.
Hide.
searching
for the rest
of Me.
Am
fragile.
Hide.
searching
for the rest
of Me.
716 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 8:54pm
7th Mar 2015 8:54pm
muddy blue waters()
Stepping out
of stilettos
into combat boots.
for you ,I'll go
to war for.
of stilettos
into combat boots.
for you ,I'll go
to war for.
985 reads
13 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Nov 2014 5:37am
1st Nov 2014 5:37am
romance of growing (shitdontmakesense)
Under this big moon
somewhere there you are
rereading lines
scribbling love letters
wasting numerous trees
because none of it feels right
no nouns can capture
that which is sealed deep within
wadded up useless thoughts
tossed yonder to that steel
waste basket
pause
wait for it
feel it
inhaled Indian tobacco
sinking lower into
that leather cushion
mind drift
search for her
through many miles
find her
see her
watch and wonder
knowing the time is soon
but not quite right to
have &...
somewhere there you are
rereading lines
scribbling love letters
wasting numerous trees
because none of it feels right
no nouns can capture
that which is sealed deep within
wadded up useless thoughts
tossed yonder to that steel
waste basket
pause
wait for it
feel it
inhaled Indian tobacco
sinking lower into
that leather cushion
mind drift
search for her
through many miles
find her
see her
watch and wonder
knowing the time is soon
but not quite right to
have &...
929 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Oct 2014 2:14am
12th Oct 2014 2:14am
Help Wanted
No words to verse
No connection with anything
Inspiration where are you
Even this is shit
Muse needed
Apply within
Me......
Please
No connection with anything
Inspiration where are you
Even this is shit
Muse needed
Apply within
Me......
Please
817 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2014 3:39pm
2nd Sep 2014 3:39pm
universes hallway
Every drip is like magic
words pulled from deep within
universal
rhythm
that gives one freedom
perfect place for a broken heart
and a torn soul
to slide on heels
release hair
and dance
to every beat your soul
Is strumming
words pulled from deep within
universal
rhythm
that gives one freedom
perfect place for a broken heart
and a torn soul
to slide on heels
release hair
and dance
to every beat your soul
Is strumming
756 reads
13 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Aug 2014 1:28pm
16th Aug 2014 1:28pm
like a ghost(august)
in a crowded ocean
your eyes call me
guidance from raging waters
fear of waves overtaking me
cease
peace as others flail
to shore around me
eyes locked in heavenly embrace
leading me away to safety
your eyes call me
guidance from raging waters
fear of waves overtaking me
cease
peace as others flail
to shore around me
eyes locked in heavenly embrace
leading me away to safety
787 reads
6 Comments
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