Submissions by MosVile
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I seem to only write when inspired. Angry, in love, obsessed, or depressed. When it hits, it hits hard and the words tumble like boulders off a cliff.
The Woman
The counterpart of self, the bond is true love.
A sweet rose pedal in the beak of a dove.
In my dreams, wild, colorful, tasting her lips.
She is a gentle pod, where I take deep sips.
We share desires of an endless caress.
Our bodies are rising, giving no rest.
Higher we climb, dive into the above.
The clouds are behind us, and the stars there of.
Lost in her eyes, where I want to roam forever.
Lost in the skies, flying and landing never.
Hand and hand, we will visit the sun.
On the rings of Saturn we will run.
The beauty I see is...
A sweet rose pedal in the beak of a dove.
In my dreams, wild, colorful, tasting her lips.
She is a gentle pod, where I take deep sips.
We share desires of an endless caress.
Our bodies are rising, giving no rest.
Higher we climb, dive into the above.
The clouds are behind us, and the stars there of.
Lost in her eyes, where I want to roam forever.
Lost in the skies, flying and landing never.
Hand and hand, we will visit the sun.
On the rings of Saturn we will run.
The beauty I see is...
#love
#lover
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I was a small mound
and the sky I did not see.
So how could I have known
what love is suppose to be.
I became the hill
that dreamed of clouds to touch
but rain always fell
and the sun didn't shine so much.
Now I am a mountain
my peak reaches miles high.
I've pierced the clouds to feel the sun
and now you are my sky.
and the sky I did not see.
So how could I have known
what love is suppose to be.
I became the hill
that dreamed of clouds to touch
but rain always fell
and the sun didn't shine so much.
Now I am a mountain
my peak reaches miles high.
I've pierced the clouds to feel the sun
and now you are my sky.
#FallingInLove
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No More Shit
As mad as I am, I'm gonna shit on this page.
Gotta wipe my ass with it, and flush it with rage.
I can't blame nobody but me for all my trouble.
I build skyscrapers, just to fuck it up to ruble.
Sometimes I see my life flash, like it couldv'e been better.
Then I see how it is and I get upsetter.
Got no home, no girl, no damn money in my pants.
I had so many, but I need just one more chance.
I've opened my eyes. Now to get off my knees.
And clean my mind until my brain bleeds.
I'm tired as hell, and I'm sick of my shit.
This world won't...
Gotta wipe my ass with it, and flush it with rage.
I can't blame nobody but me for all my trouble.
I build skyscrapers, just to fuck it up to ruble.
Sometimes I see my life flash, like it couldv'e been better.
Then I see how it is and I get upsetter.
Got no home, no girl, no damn money in my pants.
I had so many, but I need just one more chance.
I've opened my eyes. Now to get off my knees.
And clean my mind until my brain bleeds.
I'm tired as hell, and I'm sick of my shit.
This world won't...
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A Night's Terror
You have awaken again in this place.
a reason to run
but no place to hide
Fear is a glimpse of my face.
you've seen it before
and begged as you cried
When will you learn not to sleep?
daydreams where i roam
nightmares when I feed
The hole that I drag you is deep.
to find your way out,
trail when you bleed
Your screaming sounds like a song.
together...
a reason to run
but no place to hide
Fear is a glimpse of my face.
you've seen it before
and begged as you cried
When will you learn not to sleep?
daydreams where i roam
nightmares when I feed
The hole that I drag you is deep.
to find your way out,
trail when you bleed
Your screaming sounds like a song.
together...
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best of both
Desperate I hopelessly am
to satisfy a forbidden sin.
A carnal desire for silky flesh
that feels so soft and taste so fresh.
I dive into my curious mind
and it's sexual imagination hoping to find,
the epitome of what my carvings are.
Nothing is ignored, nothing is too far.
The soft and quivering female form
is always the foundation when my fantasy's born.
Such debased delights and perversions take shape
anxious to fill this quivering gape.
Becoming doubly utilized to further excite,
my greedy demonic sexual appetite.
Two purposes to...
to satisfy a forbidden sin.
A carnal desire for silky flesh
that feels so soft and taste so fresh.
I dive into my curious mind
and it's sexual imagination hoping to find,
the epitome of what my carvings are.
Nothing is ignored, nothing is too far.
The soft and quivering female form
is always the foundation when my fantasy's born.
Such debased delights and perversions take shape
anxious to fill this quivering gape.
Becoming doubly utilized to further excite,
my greedy demonic sexual appetite.
Two purposes to...
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A thirst to quench
So soft a caress from my hands, I will explore a land of honeyed mounds and milky valleys. The long warm exhale escaping my stirring soul will prove the burning deep in my loins. The unending pit of my stomach that seeks to be filled with a sweet viscus flood flutters in anticipation. My lips graze the landscape with a hundred kisses and my tongue bathes the countryside as a gentle storm would a prairie. Every inhale drinks an intoxicating elixir of the erotic aroma of warm smooth flesh.
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Awaken
The sleeping giant has awakened, his head slowly rising to a sound of the rushing of red rivers that force the body to stretch and stand tall. The pounding of his heart thumps and jumps at the vision of walking through the damp fields that invitingly lead to the cozy cave of blissful joy. With a dewy smile the giant enjoys the graceful embrace from pillowed clouds with an electric touch that anticipates and responds to every move. With a life of its own, this pillowed cloud surrounds the giant’s body with an electric grasp that repeatedly travels from the ground to his head and back again.
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