Submissions by LivePassion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't consider myself a poet. But when I write, my heart speaks and for me that is enough.
LOVE POEM
Published
11th May 2014 6:59pm
11th May 2014 6:59pm
Three Words
They linger in my throat
trying to escape.
Important words
I'm afraid to say.
Haunted by fear
of you not being sincere.
These words I'm keeping
And simultaneously seeking.
Too soon
Too late
Plagued by what's at stake.
Will affectionate admission
affirm our position.
I ache to tell you
what is real.
And how simply amazing
you make me feel.
Fuck the fear,
the timing,
the rules.
No more of my strings
are getting pulled.
So no more dancing around
my three word admission....
trying to escape.
Important words
I'm afraid to say.
Haunted by fear
of you not being sincere.
These words I'm keeping
And simultaneously seeking.
Too soon
Too late
Plagued by what's at stake.
Will affectionate admission
affirm our position.
I ache to tell you
what is real.
And how simply amazing
you make me feel.
Fuck the fear,
the timing,
the rules.
No more of my strings
are getting pulled.
So no more dancing around
my three word admission....
722 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th May 2014 3:43am
9th May 2014 3:43am
The Journey
I have come to know myself
by way of the Journey.
The Journey over the mountain of
jagged friends and icy words.
The Journey through the valley of
dream killers and illness.
The Journey between skyscrapers and
country dirt roads.
The Journey moving from under
someone's thumb.
The Journey past the fake loves
and to the real one.
The Journey around myself until
I soul dived.
The Journey into my selfish mind and came out
my selfless heart.
The Journey that still continues.
The...
by way of the Journey.
The Journey over the mountain of
jagged friends and icy words.
The Journey through the valley of
dream killers and illness.
The Journey between skyscrapers and
country dirt roads.
The Journey moving from under
someone's thumb.
The Journey past the fake loves
and to the real one.
The Journey around myself until
I soul dived.
The Journey into my selfish mind and came out
my selfless heart.
The Journey that still continues.
The...
659 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th May 2014 4:58am
7th May 2014 4:58am
Alive is the Night
The night is alive in this
new season of wet heat.
It soothes the dryness of my skin,
prepares my body for your passion.
The night is no longer quiet.
Animals too feel this invisible awareness.
The night symphony; cricket strings accompanied by
croaking toads and owls woes light the night.
Natures passion.
In darkness blooms pleasure.
Moving into me like lock and key
Oh God, it was meant to be.
These night memories make my fountain
flow free.
Separate by day but it's the
Night that lets our fantasies play.
The...
new season of wet heat.
It soothes the dryness of my skin,
prepares my body for your passion.
The night is no longer quiet.
Animals too feel this invisible awareness.
The night symphony; cricket strings accompanied by
croaking toads and owls woes light the night.
Natures passion.
In darkness blooms pleasure.
Moving into me like lock and key
Oh God, it was meant to be.
These night memories make my fountain
flow free.
Separate by day but it's the
Night that lets our fantasies play.
The...
750 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2014 00:46am
21st Apr 2014 00:46am
He's My Remedy
Steady heart beats and easy breaths
come when he enters.
His nearness soothes the yearning,
quenches the dryness.
My wishes are empty.
He is all.
Not just a piece of my world,
He is the peace in it.
come when he enters.
His nearness soothes the yearning,
quenches the dryness.
My wishes are empty.
He is all.
Not just a piece of my world,
He is the peace in it.
614 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Mar 2014 5:50am
6th Mar 2014 5:50am
I'd rather have a Dragon
Shining armor
handsome smile,
were just a few
of his wiles.
Promises of love
riches that last,
oh how it all
faded so fast.
His large spacious manor
now a dungeon to me,
Tears drench the pillow
even as I sleep.
The day brings comfort
while he is away,
Give me the courage
just to escape.
Seduced by false charm
and a handsome face,
has lead me here
to this despairing place.
The fairytale is wrong
the Knight an imposter,
Id quickly trade this Knight
for a dragon or a monster. ...
handsome smile,
were just a few
of his wiles.
Promises of love
riches that last,
oh how it all
faded so fast.
His large spacious manor
now a dungeon to me,
Tears drench the pillow
even as I sleep.
The day brings comfort
while he is away,
Give me the courage
just to escape.
Seduced by false charm
and a handsome face,
has lead me here
to this despairing place.
The fairytale is wrong
the Knight an imposter,
Id quickly trade this Knight
for a dragon or a monster. ...
590 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2014 7:46am
22nd Feb 2014 7:46am
The mind will trick the heart
Thoughts of his touch spurred
Torrential currents of my longing.
I was swept away by his easy smiles
And provocative words.
Promises of pleasure and oh
His flesh and heat proving his truth.
To be beyond his flesh,
Delving to deeper avenues.
Oh to be intoxicated by his spirit and mind,
Made me blind to what was real.
This man I claim to love,
I don't know Him.
I'm in love with the idea of his love.
And it hurts
Torrential currents of my longing.
I was swept away by his easy smiles
And provocative words.
Promises of pleasure and oh
His flesh and heat proving his truth.
To be beyond his flesh,
Delving to deeper avenues.
Oh to be intoxicated by his spirit and mind,
Made me blind to what was real.
This man I claim to love,
I don't know Him.
I'm in love with the idea of his love.
And it hurts
810 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Dec 2013 4:40pm
28th Dec 2013 4:40pm
My Garden
My garden is secret.
She is enclosed in a brick wall
I built to hide her.
Everyday I tend to pink peonies,
White daffodils, lady banks rose bushes that
Grow up the trellis, and my weeping willow
That sways over gerber daisies and yellow tulips.
I've watched the sun rays and water drops
Aid my tending, helping my garden thrive, grow
And become beautiful.
The wall around my garden has kept her safe.
She has survived the storms
that have tried to ravage and destroy her.
The ill-doers have attempted to break in and pick
Through her...
She is enclosed in a brick wall
I built to hide her.
Everyday I tend to pink peonies,
White daffodils, lady banks rose bushes that
Grow up the trellis, and my weeping willow
That sways over gerber daisies and yellow tulips.
I've watched the sun rays and water drops
Aid my tending, helping my garden thrive, grow
And become beautiful.
The wall around my garden has kept her safe.
She has survived the storms
that have tried to ravage and destroy her.
The ill-doers have attempted to break in and pick
Through her...
770 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Dec 2013 5:28am
28th Dec 2013 5:28am
Two against the world
The world is against us.
But we can win,
If we fight
Together.
But we can win,
If we fight
Together.
654 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2013 5:05pm
13th Dec 2013 5:05pm
Cycle
Swollen, Bloody, Tired.
She glances at her face.
My own fault, I incite his rage
She thinks.
She grabs the peroxide, cotton balls and bandaids.
Dabbing the cut above her eye,
She winces in pain.
Her daughter watches the weekly routine.
More trash filled with blood stained puff balls and
Empty bandage wrappers.
Life is hard for everyone.
Some have it worse than others.
Daughter looks in the mirror ten years later
Swollen, Bloody, Tired.
The mirror holds her mothers eyes. ...
She glances at her face.
My own fault, I incite his rage
She thinks.
She grabs the peroxide, cotton balls and bandaids.
Dabbing the cut above her eye,
She winces in pain.
Her daughter watches the weekly routine.
More trash filled with blood stained puff balls and
Empty bandage wrappers.
Life is hard for everyone.
Some have it worse than others.
Daughter looks in the mirror ten years later
Swollen, Bloody, Tired.
The mirror holds her mothers eyes. ...
614 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2013 6:40pm
7th Dec 2013 6:40pm
Dream Real
Night time is hard
More Lonely than the day.
This bed and sheet never warm
With Only my body's splay.
But dreams provide a companion,
So real to my closed eyes.
My hands touch air in slumber, but
Filled with you is this dreams disguise.
I feel heat and warmth pulling
Me away from sleeping bliss.
I'll open my eyes if it's you,
My love surely I won't dismiss.
Just the Sun's rising I feel
Beckoning of journeys to make.
One will lead to my dream becoming real,
To love you this time awake.
More Lonely than the day.
This bed and sheet never warm
With Only my body's splay.
But dreams provide a companion,
So real to my closed eyes.
My hands touch air in slumber, but
Filled with you is this dreams disguise.
I feel heat and warmth pulling
Me away from sleeping bliss.
I'll open my eyes if it's you,
My love surely I won't dismiss.
Just the Sun's rising I feel
Beckoning of journeys to make.
One will lead to my dream becoming real,
To love you this time awake.
706 reads
10 Comments
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