Submissions by KaylaZmey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I think and express what I need to. I have no defined "style." Everything I write is what flows out of my hand and nothing else.
The Devil Would Know
I'm afraid of the anger
And the wrath within your heart
Too scared to linger
In the starless dark
Your eyes are pale
And your skin is snow
Your heart isn't for sale
The Devil would know
I strive to see
Through dark waters
Do you see me?
I see your slaughters
Young hearts abandoned
Awake, and alone
They're lost in your canyon
Will they ever find home?
Tell me what you think
Of my persistent stance
I am on the brink
Of learning your dance
So kiss my eyes
And lay me to sleep
I'll...
And the wrath within your heart
Too scared to linger
In the starless dark
Your eyes are pale
And your skin is snow
Your heart isn't for sale
The Devil would know
I strive to see
Through dark waters
Do you see me?
I see your slaughters
Young hearts abandoned
Awake, and alone
They're lost in your canyon
Will they ever find home?
Tell me what you think
Of my persistent stance
I am on the brink
Of learning your dance
So kiss my eyes
And lay me to sleep
I'll...
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Tooth and Nail
Born as the flesh of man
One primal desire reigns
Every pair of us has a plan
It has us bound by chains
Skin and flesh mesh together
You and I have this night
So, bind me by tether
And set my writhing body alight
Follow my aching with your tongue
And tear into me, tooth and nail
My throat must be tightly wrung
Choke me out on each inhale
Release unto me your malcontent
Punish me with bites and binds
My movement you will prevent
Tease me with each of your finds
Dig into me like a miner
Digs into the earth...
One primal desire reigns
Every pair of us has a plan
It has us bound by chains
Skin and flesh mesh together
You and I have this night
So, bind me by tether
And set my writhing body alight
Follow my aching with your tongue
And tear into me, tooth and nail
My throat must be tightly wrung
Choke me out on each inhale
Release unto me your malcontent
Punish me with bites and binds
My movement you will prevent
Tease me with each of your finds
Dig into me like a miner
Digs into the earth...
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Wings of Ashes
I'll scream at your shoulder blades
Until you turn yourself back,
And look me in my black eyes.
Fucking face me like a man,
Then I'll show you the heaven
That God does not even see.
Let me trace those ugly scars,
And draw you wings from ashes,
Before you leave me here, alone.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I hope you die when I fall
From the heaven I showed you.
And I'll craft your very own wings
From the ashes of my own.
Until you turn yourself back,
And look me in my black eyes.
Fucking face me like a man,
Then I'll show you the heaven
That God does not even see.
Let me trace those ugly scars,
And draw you wings from ashes,
Before you leave me here, alone.
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I hope you die when I fall
From the heaven I showed you.
And I'll craft your very own wings
From the ashes of my own.
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