Submissions by KristinaX
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If I seem crazy sometimes, reached my limit of pretending to be normal. Sometimes I don't have a filter so that is my disclaimer if I say something strange or too much. But if we can't have a little fun what's the point? I am not a poet but I try anyway.
SELF POEM
Published
23rd May 2023 9:00pm
23rd May 2023 9:00pm
Ultraviolet Dreams (Sunburn)
Ultraviolet dreams...
Some want to embrace me
Others want to damage me
Not really sure which is which
Grew up way too fast
Vulnerable, naïve at times
But I am not sunscreen
You can’t smother me one day
Try to save me the next
I see through you
Do you see me too
Just take it slow
And let me know the real you
Same with me
We’ve only just met
A lifetime to burn
Stop your pre-conceived notions
Written on my pale skin
No lotions
No homilies
Just be you
That’s all I want
I’ll handle the...
Some want to embrace me
Others want to damage me
Not really sure which is which
Grew up way too fast
Vulnerable, naïve at times
But I am not sunscreen
You can’t smother me one day
Try to save me the next
I see through you
Do you see me too
Just take it slow
And let me know the real you
Same with me
We’ve only just met
A lifetime to burn
Stop your pre-conceived notions
Written on my pale skin
No lotions
No homilies
Just be you
That’s all I want
I’ll handle the...
#relationships
#identity
#dreams
#SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth
715 reads
55 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th May 2023 9:00pm
8th May 2023 9:00pm
Tunnels
Having sunk to the bottom, to the trains,
you manage to get into the last car,
and stand against the window;
starts dancing overboard.
But it’s not the seams of the tunnel that flash,
but it’s not the networks of wires that run,
take a closer look - this is how time passes,
take a closer look - this is how the years fly.
And already in the dark reflection,
a larger-sized silhouette stands,
it’s good that you can’t see how
painful it is.
It's good that flickering
behind dark glass erases...
you manage to get into the last car,
and stand against the window;
starts dancing overboard.
But it’s not the seams of the tunnel that flash,
but it’s not the networks of wires that run,
take a closer look - this is how time passes,
take a closer look - this is how the years fly.
And already in the dark reflection,
a larger-sized silhouette stands,
it’s good that you can’t see how
painful it is.
It's good that flickering
behind dark glass erases...
#depression
#apathy
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
#trains
632 reads
32 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Apr 2023 9:00pm
19th Apr 2023 9:00pm
You
You torment me day by day,
I can’t understand this connection
Sometimes I just write to me
Other times I write for you
And maybe my poems are weird
I just remind you every time,
That you are not indifferent to me
And I can always feel your words
But the main thing is about love,
I don’t know why you love me
But you will not deceive,
And therefore I trust you
You meet me in the ether
And there are those cherished times
When you and I are left alone,
And so that this goes on
I wrote to you a lot and I will write, ...
I can’t understand this connection
Sometimes I just write to me
Other times I write for you
And maybe my poems are weird
I just remind you every time,
That you are not indifferent to me
And I can always feel your words
But the main thing is about love,
I don’t know why you love me
But you will not deceive,
And therefore I trust you
You meet me in the ether
And there are those cherished times
When you and I are left alone,
And so that this goes on
I wrote to you a lot and I will write, ...
#love
#identity
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
866 reads
48 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Apr 2023 9:00pm
5th Apr 2023 9:00pm
Edge of a knife
We balance on the edge of a knife.
Our flirting is already on the verge...
Games of blind excitement or fate itself,
intends to push us to the cliff?
Add evil and the program will immediately burn,
It's so difficult not to force events
I'm practically sick of you,
But it's impossible to overcome passions.
In your eyes, I also see the gleam of sin,
In them I've been naked for a long time.
Not a rumor, but your chest caresses your words,
Your touch blows my mind.
Blissful sleep with you forgotten in the morning, ...
Our flirting is already on the verge...
Games of blind excitement or fate itself,
intends to push us to the cliff?
Add evil and the program will immediately burn,
It's so difficult not to force events
I'm practically sick of you,
But it's impossible to overcome passions.
In your eyes, I also see the gleam of sin,
In them I've been naked for a long time.
Not a rumor, but your chest caresses your words,
Your touch blows my mind.
Blissful sleep with you forgotten in the morning, ...
#identity
#confessional
#crush
#temptation
#seductive
754 reads
26 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Mar 2023 6:30pm
30th Mar 2023 6:30pm
Dark Prism
The plume of a rainbow of my senses
is so multifaceted...
So infinite....
The rains are blurred...
The crystal dew
on a thin glass of
expensive wine trembles...
There's a taste of sadness
in it...
Sensuality...
Tenderness...
Passion...
There are notes of last
spring...
And there's a carefree
cute freshness...
And the bitterness of pain...
There's a slightly perceptible
smell of hope in it...
And the brightness of love
...
Only there is also deep despair
in this bouquet...
is so multifaceted...
So infinite....
The rains are blurred...
The crystal dew
on a thin glass of
expensive wine trembles...
There's a taste of sadness
in it...
Sensuality...
Tenderness...
Passion...
There are notes of last
spring...
And there's a carefree
cute freshness...
And the bitterness of pain...
There's a slightly perceptible
smell of hope in it...
And the brightness of love
...
Only there is also deep despair
in this bouquet...
#love
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#passion
784 reads
43 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2023 10:00pm
23rd Mar 2023 10:00pm
On my desk...
You love the smell of me
Prowl and fancy
Bring me presents
Leave on my desk, no note
What are you afraid of?
You're my type
Make a move
I know I bite
But when I do
You know I am excited
Then you're really into me
And you are not getting out
Until I'm done with you
Come around
Take a chance
Wanting me is never enough
Bring a collar
You'll need some help
Show me who you are
Bring treats...
Prowl and fancy
Bring me presents
Leave on my desk, no note
What are you afraid of?
You're my type
Make a move
I know I bite
But when I do
You know I am excited
Then you're really into me
And you are not getting out
Until I'm done with you
Come around
Take a chance
Wanting me is never enough
Bring a collar
You'll need some help
Show me who you are
Bring treats...
#lust
#crush
#temptation
#job
#seductive
712 reads
45 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Mar 2023 9:00pm
8th Mar 2023 9:00pm
The Magic of a Woman...
The magic of lines,
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
Cascade in the rays of the sun
Beckons to be touched by the hand,
Flowing, alive.
Slim, graceful wrists,
Temptation that promises happiness.
Nature is a delicately feeling artist,
And the assessment of passers-by is not needed.
The golden ratio is the flow of lines...
Where necessary - wide, where necessary - narrow,
Where necessary - a hollow, where necessary - tears the blouse.
Part of the universal puzzle - Woman,
It seems so difficult to solve at times, so simple at others..
It's for a man,
What am I...
#love
#women
#inspirational
#holiday
#passion
1035 reads
50 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Mar 2023 11:30pm
6th Mar 2023 11:30pm
Standing at the gates of Hell
Your house sits on Mount Hermon.
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
#lust
#dark
#angels
#hell
#witches
618 reads
23 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Feb 2023 7:30pm
21st Feb 2023 7:30pm
Just f**k me...
#lust
#sex
#sensual
#temptation
#passion
1074 reads
74 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Feb 2023 11:30pm
7th Feb 2023 11:30pm
Eighth Element
Paint me with wax on my skin,
mirror the sweet pain
melt the candle and shed her tears,
capture me, love me, involuntarily
under my shoulder blades, a hard floor,
in the lower back, in the knees, fear
pass your sentence of love,
leave the cuts on the canvas sheets
in a glass bowl, ice cubes,
next to a hot aromatic wax.
you are waiting for me to exclaim "Yes!"
and silently ask the same question
the wrists are tied with red ribbons,
the pulse tends to untie them
you burst into the eight elements, ...
mirror the sweet pain
melt the candle and shed her tears,
capture me, love me, involuntarily
under my shoulder blades, a hard floor,
in the lower back, in the knees, fear
pass your sentence of love,
leave the cuts on the canvas sheets
in a glass bowl, ice cubes,
next to a hot aromatic wax.
you are waiting for me to exclaim "Yes!"
and silently ask the same question
the wrists are tied with red ribbons,
the pulse tends to untie them
you burst into the eight elements, ...
#lust
#identity
#BDSM
#SelfDiscovery
#passion
785 reads
48 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Jan 2023 9:00pm
27th Jan 2023 9:00pm
Haunted house in my mind (with Reading)
#sadness
#depression
#death
#despair
#witches
1052 reads
59 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Jan 2023 9:00pm
25th Jan 2023 9:00pm
Wading in the river Styx.
Evil has always found me.
It never let me rest. And under a veil...
of carnality I must always perform.
Licking the sweat from his flesh.
tasting the death of innocence.
choking on the semen of sin.
mixed with the sweat and my blood
it flows on my lips
wading in the river Styx
naked among the rotting corpses
of dead dreams and false hopes
I am not laughing anymore
My cries calling to you
on the wind of despair and desire
I tasted the pain, but it was
the lust which drew you to me
Colliding...
It never let me rest. And under a veil...
of carnality I must always perform.
Licking the sweat from his flesh.
tasting the death of innocence.
choking on the semen of sin.
mixed with the sweat and my blood
it flows on my lips
wading in the river Styx
naked among the rotting corpses
of dead dreams and false hopes
I am not laughing anymore
My cries calling to you
on the wind of despair and desire
I tasted the pain, but it was
the lust which drew you to me
Colliding...
#lust
#gothic
#BDSM
#suffering
#passion
904 reads
35 Comments
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