Submissions by LustoftheLost (Searching Stars)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a varied poet. I write whatever I think about. It just comes out of me. I'm open to ideas and if anyone has a topic they would like me to write about just ask. I need lots of opinions on my poetry so comment if you have the time!
Renew
The snow swirling down from clouds overhead
Free and spirited and determined
Like a flower that dies and grows renewed
I will sprout and grow to begin again
Even as the snow covers me
Rain falling down overhead from clouds that roll in
Angry and rejected and alone
Like a phoenix eaten, taken in its flame
I will rise from the ashes to begin again
Even as the rain falls down upon me
Free and spirited and determined
Like a flower that dies and grows renewed
I will sprout and grow to begin again
Even as the snow covers me
Rain falling down overhead from clouds that roll in
Angry and rejected and alone
Like a phoenix eaten, taken in its flame
I will rise from the ashes to begin again
Even as the rain falls down upon me
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Towards the Sky
So many times I've fallen apart, I'm not sure I can count the scars.
What is there left to hang onto? I'm not so sure anymore...
Betrayal in its finest, colliding with my mindset.
We're subjected to no rule of our own...
My dreams have altered, nightmare take their place...why?
True, lies strip humanity of itself...turns it all into abyss
But open your eyes and listen, the night calls us
Toward the glistening sky.
There are the prisons with their bars, they hold us back with their laws.
What is there left to hang onto? I'm not so sure anymore....
What is there left to hang onto? I'm not so sure anymore...
Betrayal in its finest, colliding with my mindset.
We're subjected to no rule of our own...
My dreams have altered, nightmare take their place...why?
True, lies strip humanity of itself...turns it all into abyss
But open your eyes and listen, the night calls us
Toward the glistening sky.
There are the prisons with their bars, they hold us back with their laws.
What is there left to hang onto? I'm not so sure anymore....
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Killer Love
Death won't hold you as tight as she will.
Blood won't cling to you as close as she will.
Your heart won't beat as hers does for you.
Your life will mean nothing without her.
She's your everything, your partner in crime, your sweet one.
Who kills for you, who drinks blood for your love.
A sick and twisted love, these two killers...
But in their own world it is a love beyond even happily-ever-after.
Even in making love they are safe and content.
Vile and sick though their lives lead, it is good.
Held tightly in their arms together, clutching at...
Blood won't cling to you as close as she will.
Your heart won't beat as hers does for you.
Your life will mean nothing without her.
She's your everything, your partner in crime, your sweet one.
Who kills for you, who drinks blood for your love.
A sick and twisted love, these two killers...
But in their own world it is a love beyond even happily-ever-after.
Even in making love they are safe and content.
Vile and sick though their lives lead, it is good.
Held tightly in their arms together, clutching at...
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Regret
Please don't leave this lonely house of mine.
It is yours as you are mine, we belong together.
I know it is a cliché but it's completely true.
These pictures hold all that's dear and you, my love...
Our wedding day was amazing.
Do you remember the long white dress, the grey vintage tux?
The cupcake setup instead of the traditional wedding cake?
The dancing and the lights, where you claim you came alive?
I do. I always have.
But now there's no love from you anymore.
I can only regret that there is none left.
As you walk out the door.
It is yours as you are mine, we belong together.
I know it is a cliché but it's completely true.
These pictures hold all that's dear and you, my love...
Our wedding day was amazing.
Do you remember the long white dress, the grey vintage tux?
The cupcake setup instead of the traditional wedding cake?
The dancing and the lights, where you claim you came alive?
I do. I always have.
But now there's no love from you anymore.
I can only regret that there is none left.
As you walk out the door.
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Adrenaline
You got your head filled with lies, too close to me.
The sky will rain tears, wet and cold, here we go.
You wanna break me so badly, but you can't help what controls you.
The ruse floats inside your head, so inconclusive.
You can't escape the monster you've become, oh, the desperation.
Wall throned in blood, the jagged edge takes away the lust.
Take more than you give, forsaken until the bliss...of adrenaline under your skin.
The open wounds have left you exposed, too close to me.
The ground will split apart, dark and gaping, run and run.
A habit...
The sky will rain tears, wet and cold, here we go.
You wanna break me so badly, but you can't help what controls you.
The ruse floats inside your head, so inconclusive.
You can't escape the monster you've become, oh, the desperation.
Wall throned in blood, the jagged edge takes away the lust.
Take more than you give, forsaken until the bliss...of adrenaline under your skin.
The open wounds have left you exposed, too close to me.
The ground will split apart, dark and gaping, run and run.
A habit...
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Color
I stood naked before an easel, merely a blank slate before me.
Looking for paint and color to fill in my being.
My skin was pale white and began to fill with color.
First a tan then lighter, bright like the sun.
My eyes became the sky before a storm, a swarm of blues and greys.
My hair the dirt of the earth, warm and luscious and soft.
A long flowing blue dress turned to choppy water that covered me.
This water swept over the dirt and green grew inside the blue.
Slowly the colors expanded into the black shades of space.
(Just so everyone knows this...
Looking for paint and color to fill in my being.
My skin was pale white and began to fill with color.
First a tan then lighter, bright like the sun.
My eyes became the sky before a storm, a swarm of blues and greys.
My hair the dirt of the earth, warm and luscious and soft.
A long flowing blue dress turned to choppy water that covered me.
This water swept over the dirt and green grew inside the blue.
Slowly the colors expanded into the black shades of space.
(Just so everyone knows this...
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Silence
I'd rather sleep in silence than with another man.
The bruises mean nothing. My pain means nothing.
I just wish to be left alone.
But he hunts me, yearns for me and my giving touch.
Hell bent on returning me to him, my master, my dominant.
I won't be treated like that any further.
And yet he takes me from my home and leaves me in a cell.
Alone again, yet in a much darker atmosphere.
Raping me and taking from me the one thing that is mine.
I hate him, and yet I love him.
How can the two be so close to each other?
Both in the end breed...
The bruises mean nothing. My pain means nothing.
I just wish to be left alone.
But he hunts me, yearns for me and my giving touch.
Hell bent on returning me to him, my master, my dominant.
I won't be treated like that any further.
And yet he takes me from my home and leaves me in a cell.
Alone again, yet in a much darker atmosphere.
Raping me and taking from me the one thing that is mine.
I hate him, and yet I love him.
How can the two be so close to each other?
Both in the end breed...
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Blood
The warmness and softness.
It spreads over my skin like satin sheets.
Lovingly, caressingly, it massages me.
A sweet pumping sickness and pleasure.
A pressure that builds blindingly.
Until it explodes and leaves me with nothing.
Nothing to my aloneness.
And my silence in the dark.
It spreads over my skin like satin sheets.
Lovingly, caressingly, it massages me.
A sweet pumping sickness and pleasure.
A pressure that builds blindingly.
Until it explodes and leaves me with nothing.
Nothing to my aloneness.
And my silence in the dark.
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Him & Her
He laid there in his bed, remembering her...
Her soft skin, the feeling of her hair in his fingers, the hot moist wetness pressed over his manhood.
He couldn't get her deep blue eyes out of his mind.
He wanted more of her...he couldn't wait to get her.
She laid there in her bed, remembering him...
The callused skin of his palms, his course rough stubble rubbing against her neck, his pulsing manhood pressed deep inside her.
She wanted to feel him laying next to her right now.
But she would wait...until tomorrow.
Soon they were in bed together once...
Her soft skin, the feeling of her hair in his fingers, the hot moist wetness pressed over his manhood.
He couldn't get her deep blue eyes out of his mind.
He wanted more of her...he couldn't wait to get her.
She laid there in her bed, remembering him...
The callused skin of his palms, his course rough stubble rubbing against her neck, his pulsing manhood pressed deep inside her.
She wanted to feel him laying next to her right now.
But she would wait...until tomorrow.
Soon they were in bed together once...
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Murderer
Evil darkness that slips to twisted minds in the night.
Where they ponder their next move, their next action.
They picture the blood spilled from their weapon of choice.
Their helpless victims becoming the next lead of the show.
She'll never know it was coming, the rope wrapping around her neck.
Snug and tight like a warm embrace as her face slowly turns red.
She kicks and squirms but to no avail; she's beautiful.
It's wonderful to watch the life leave her eyes; it's all-powerful.
He never knew it was coming either, but he was in for a more brutal...
Where they ponder their next move, their next action.
They picture the blood spilled from their weapon of choice.
Their helpless victims becoming the next lead of the show.
She'll never know it was coming, the rope wrapping around her neck.
Snug and tight like a warm embrace as her face slowly turns red.
She kicks and squirms but to no avail; she's beautiful.
It's wonderful to watch the life leave her eyes; it's all-powerful.
He never knew it was coming either, but he was in for a more brutal...
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My Monster
This monster, my monster, is on a rampage.
It roars, its muzzle covered in fresh red blood, fur matted and stained.
It kills everyone in its path, they scream and cry but it does them no good.
They're soon corpses lying on the cold hard floor.
There's no calming the beast that has taken over.
Merely a shadow in the doorway, eyes glowing a black-red.
Those orbs...they call to even the nastiest of humanity.
No light in its eyes; merely shadow and insanity.
I hover over your bed, searching for your weakness and fears.
As long as your eyes are closed...
It roars, its muzzle covered in fresh red blood, fur matted and stained.
It kills everyone in its path, they scream and cry but it does them no good.
They're soon corpses lying on the cold hard floor.
There's no calming the beast that has taken over.
Merely a shadow in the doorway, eyes glowing a black-red.
Those orbs...they call to even the nastiest of humanity.
No light in its eyes; merely shadow and insanity.
I hover over your bed, searching for your weakness and fears.
As long as your eyes are closed...
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Beat & Cheat
I can't wait to tear out my eyes out so I cannot see you.
Times are grim and your help is not appreciated.
Pieces of your puzzle fall apart and won't fit together.
I miss the good old days when you loved me well like you always did.
God, why did you put me with this mad man?
I understand your reasons before but now they do not make sense.
Before, when he was a responsible loving person who, when I asked...
He would hug me and lift me up and twirl me around in the way I loved.
These bruises are the only proof I have of your treachery.
When I walked...
Times are grim and your help is not appreciated.
Pieces of your puzzle fall apart and won't fit together.
I miss the good old days when you loved me well like you always did.
God, why did you put me with this mad man?
I understand your reasons before but now they do not make sense.
Before, when he was a responsible loving person who, when I asked...
He would hug me and lift me up and twirl me around in the way I loved.
These bruises are the only proof I have of your treachery.
When I walked...
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