Submissions by Inkstitution
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
New at this, raw and uncut. Mixes emotion in short phrases, hopefully leaving enough room for you to read between the lines
RELEASE ME
No more holding back
Not one second longer
Silent and hidden inside
The gasp of your desire
Flows from your lips
You feed on my passion
While I grow on your lust
Submit to this, open up to me
And let me feast on your longing
I’ll take all the time you need
Promise you
The fire is burning
It will be blasphemous
Not one second longer
Silent and hidden inside
The gasp of your desire
Flows from your lips
You feed on my passion
While I grow on your lust
Submit to this, open up to me
And let me feast on your longing
I’ll take all the time you need
Promise you
The fire is burning
It will be blasphemous
909 reads
2 Comments
NOSTALGIA
inside these connected rooms
filled with almond eyes
and black hair on albast skin
time appears to be liquid
they all reside there still
sometimes change rooms
wander around my veins
but always return to this
while they rise to the surface
each at their own will
I smile or endure them quietly
remember all these moments
filled with almond eyes
and black hair on albast skin
time appears to be liquid
they all reside there still
sometimes change rooms
wander around my veins
but always return to this
while they rise to the surface
each at their own will
I smile or endure them quietly
remember all these moments
701 reads
7 Comments
THE STREET
Pale light shines on the grey concrete
In the night the mind wanders
off with the wind
The distance offers no answers
Not the path to
a so desired insight
In the night the mind wanders
off with the wind
The distance offers no answers
Not the path to
a so desired insight
572 reads
4 Comments
CARPATHIAN TWILIGHT
Nervous breaths of foamy mouths
rushing through the forest trees
As the twilight tries to keep
the howling pack of wolves behind
The sound of violins ascents
propel the twirling of the dress
as salty pearls find their way
along curved panting breasts
The hunger rises with the flames
of fires that suggest salvation
In this night where full circle
clouds the judgement of the mind
Opening the window to uncertainty
Seduced by hungry sighs and glances
the flee is nothing but a pale attempt
to eagerly surrender to her...
rushing through the forest trees
As the twilight tries to keep
the howling pack of wolves behind
The sound of violins ascents
propel the twirling of the dress
as salty pearls find their way
along curved panting breasts
The hunger rises with the flames
of fires that suggest salvation
In this night where full circle
clouds the judgement of the mind
Opening the window to uncertainty
Seduced by hungry sighs and glances
the flee is nothing but a pale attempt
to eagerly surrender to her...
835 reads
10 Comments
FORGIVE ME
Sometimes
To forget
Is harder than
To love
Cambodia
(Khmer Rouge 1975 - ?)
To forget
Is harder than
To love
Cambodia
(Khmer Rouge 1975 - ?)
716 reads
5 Comments
HARVESTED TEARS
Grey wooden bench in the corner
Underneath the weeping tree
In silence overlooks the park
The old man sitting there
Seems part of the scenery
His breathing follows
The movement of the branches
Walking inside his own world
Reminiscing his past years
Where light and laughter
Were in his fortunate hands
But all he was left with now
Were harvested tears
Underneath the weeping tree
In silence overlooks the park
The old man sitting there
Seems part of the scenery
His breathing follows
The movement of the branches
Walking inside his own world
Reminiscing his past years
Where light and laughter
Were in his fortunate hands
But all he was left with now
Were harvested tears
609 reads
10 Comments
GASPS FOR THOUGHT
(visual poem)
Drawn from the mirrored surface
To the dark blue depth below
Her silence's calling out
Simply too appealing
Eventually losing all reality
And drowned in gasps for thought
Drawn from the mirrored surface
To the dark blue depth below
Her silence's calling out
Simply too appealing
Eventually losing all reality
And drowned in gasps for thought
#dreams
#water
#silence
631 reads
4 Comments
f**k off
I wish my loss got lost
608 reads
3 Comments
MIRROR
I dare you, look at me
Tell me what is seen
Thin reflection of what?
Scratch my surface,
Hell, scatter it: now
Bloody fingers, searching
Through numerous pieces
Discover what's behind
Tell me what is seen
Thin reflection of what?
Scratch my surface,
Hell, scatter it: now
Bloody fingers, searching
Through numerous pieces
Discover what's behind
559 reads
6 Comments
FIVE COURSE MENU
one - entree of a set of full lips, glazed
a slow and tasty exploration of affirmation of the senses, the permission for continuance found in the playful but firm bite in the under lip
two - an ensemble of shoulder and neck
when experienced right on the carotid artery this mythical place simultaneously feeds both the mind and the heart, creating the preferred mist to appreciate all following courses
three - two hills of sensitive temptation, topped with a peak of ecstasy
gluttony will ruin the flavor, so - like all...
a slow and tasty exploration of affirmation of the senses, the permission for continuance found in the playful but firm bite in the under lip
two - an ensemble of shoulder and neck
when experienced right on the carotid artery this mythical place simultaneously feeds both the mind and the heart, creating the preferred mist to appreciate all following courses
three - two hills of sensitive temptation, topped with a peak of ecstasy
gluttony will ruin the flavor, so - like all...
952 reads
10 Comments
YOU LEAVE ME...
(visual poem)
The thought of you
a bitter sweet chance
The sight of you
a restless mind
The touch of you
A delicate dance
The love of you
endlessly blind
The thought of you
a bitter sweet chance
The sight of you
a restless mind
The touch of you
A delicate dance
The love of you
endlessly blind
#love
#romantic
628 reads
3 Comments
SENSUALITY
A glimpse of vulnerable beauty
Displayed in subtile
But irresistible
Femininity
A natural form
Of passionate awareness
That only few possess
And leaves you helpless
In the weakness
Of the moment
Displayed in subtile
But irresistible
Femininity
A natural form
Of passionate awareness
That only few possess
And leaves you helpless
In the weakness
Of the moment
653 reads
12 Comments
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