Submissions by NANCY_RDZ_STORIES (WRITER LYRICIST ARTIST)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love writing stories and poetry also, quotes prose and prompts at times. I usually write long poetry and I write with lots feeling and detail. I sometimes write lyrics and add my own voice tune to them. I hope all like thanks. writer/lyricist/artist
AS I WRITE MY PUSSY GETS TIGHT
As I sit down to write,
My mind begins to ignite,
Words flowing from my fingertips,
Creating magic in the midst.
The blank page stares back at me,
Waiting for my creativity,
My thoughts unravel with each stroke,
My emotions becoming unyoked.
I feel my pussy tighten, (ohhh.... Mmmm)
As my words begin to heighten,
The desire to express,
Becomes overwhelming, I confess.
The ink flows freely,
As I write sincerely....
As I write oh nice .... (Yeaaaa...ohhh yes...)
My cookie gets tight ...
My mind begins to ignite,
Words flowing from my fingertips,
Creating magic in the midst.
The blank page stares back at me,
Waiting for my creativity,
My thoughts unravel with each stroke,
My emotions becoming unyoked.
I feel my pussy tighten, (ohhh.... Mmmm)
As my words begin to heighten,
The desire to express,
Becomes overwhelming, I confess.
The ink flows freely,
As I write sincerely....
As I write oh nice .... (Yeaaaa...ohhh yes...)
My cookie gets tight ...
#erotic
#orgasm
#sensual
#sexy
#temptation
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DARK_WINBERGE_TROUSSEAU
In the shadowed vineyard of Dark Trousseau,
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Dark Winberige Trousseau
(Please take me there)…..
Where I can be (apart of it too)…
Let the berries vines…. Captivate me bare….
Ahhhhhh……ohhhhh…..
Whispering sounds...
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Dark Winberige Trousseau
(Please take me there)…..
Where I can be (apart of it too)…
Let the berries vines…. Captivate me bare….
Ahhhhhh……ohhhhh…..
Whispering sounds...
#dark
#forest
#hell #lyrics
#hell #lyrics
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MEXICO'S ROSES AND SKULLS
A beautiful tradition
That makes a day so colorful
Candy skulls and flowers
A great day to celebrate it's huge reason.
Many dressed as the dead
To honor their loved ones
A parade with a gigantic deathbed
Wow so original as all creativity comes
Many children join to help and adorn
The way love shows
Bringing all together to spread and transform
The wisdom of the Day of the Dead grows
Roses and beauty everywhere to see
Mexico is so Preciosa
Showing the real meaning of family...
That makes a day so colorful
Candy skulls and flowers
A great day to celebrate it's huge reason.
Many dressed as the dead
To honor their loved ones
A parade with a gigantic deathbed
Wow so original as all creativity comes
Many children join to help and adorn
The way love shows
Bringing all together to spread and transform
The wisdom of the Day of the Dead grows
Roses and beauty everywhere to see
Mexico is so Preciosa
Showing the real meaning of family...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#tradition
#TruthOfLife
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PUMPKIN INTO A CAT FOR A NIGHT
In the moonlit night, a pumpkin did lay,
Carved into a cat in a mischievous way.
With eyes that gleamed in the eerie glow,
It meowed softly to the creatures below.
The pumpkin cat felt quite perplexed,
"Why am I a feline?" it quietly vexed.
But as the night wore on, it started to see,
The fun and fright of what it could be.
It pranced and danced, causing a scare,
For a pumpkin cat was quite a rare flair.
With each pounce and playful swipe,
The pumpkin cat filled the night with hype.
But...
Carved into a cat in a mischievous way.
With eyes that gleamed in the eerie glow,
It meowed softly to the creatures below.
The pumpkin cat felt quite perplexed,
"Why am I a feline?" it quietly vexed.
But as the night wore on, it started to see,
The fun and fright of what it could be.
It pranced and danced, causing a scare,
For a pumpkin cat was quite a rare flair.
With each pounce and playful swipe,
The pumpkin cat filled the night with hype.
But...
#Halloween
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DARK WINBERIGE TROUSSEAU
In the shadowed vineyard of Dark Trousseau,
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Whispering sounds that no one hears
Vultures standby to watch something die
Waiting for a human to eat its deadly tears
Pain of cries that troubles one's flesh inside
At full...
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Whispering sounds that no one hears
Vultures standby to watch something die
Waiting for a human to eat its deadly tears
Pain of cries that troubles one's flesh inside
At full...
#dark
#nature
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DARK WINBERIGE OF TROUSSEAU
In the shadowed vineyard of Dark Trousseau,
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Whispering sounds that no one hears
Vultures standby to watch something die
Waiting for a human to eat its deadly tears
Pain of cries that troubles one's flesh inside
...
Where winberige's hang heavy with a glum allure,
Each fruit ripe with blood that starts to flow,
As full moon rises, their essence pure.
The vines writhe as if in agony,
Their tendrils dark and twisted with despair,
Blood red grapes a sight so grim to see,
Their taste a poison that none can bear.
Whispering sounds that no one hears
Vultures standby to watch something die
Waiting for a human to eat its deadly tears
Pain of cries that troubles one's flesh inside
...
#countryside
#nature
158 reads
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GOLDEN TEARS TRAILS
To understand what is" Golden Tears"
You must emerge from the past
Engage in the truth of darkness and all fears.
Starting from the first to the last
Every pain is acknowledged by its own story
Their purpose and reason
The weight and capacity make it all blurry
Clouds that abide to us by a different season
Every tear is a testament
Our souls' tormenting laments
The sadness of one's Clements
The Hell on earth that happens
The devil roams harder on earth
With scattered teams of demons to...
You must emerge from the past
Engage in the truth of darkness and all fears.
Starting from the first to the last
Every pain is acknowledged by its own story
Their purpose and reason
The weight and capacity make it all blurry
Clouds that abide to us by a different season
Every tear is a testament
Our souls' tormenting laments
The sadness of one's Clements
The Hell on earth that happens
The devil roams harder on earth
With scattered teams of demons to...
#bittersweet
#frustration
#sadness #shame
#sadness #shame
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A TINY TRAVEL
Riding on an insect cause I'm tiny Mrs May
A black ant as sugar rages it's hyper way
Passing through the woods I hear some voice say.....
I'm a better ride as I can fly you away
To my surprise, why it's a bumble bee
As I utter back, ok then please take me to see the raw honey...
The bee speaks as it flails and speeds its wings
As you wish, yet do you mind in the journey that I can sing?
A black ant as sugar rages it's hyper way
Passing through the woods I hear some voice say.....
I'm a better ride as I can fly you away
To my surprise, why it's a bumble bee
As I utter back, ok then please take me to see the raw honey...
The bee speaks as it flails and speeds its wings
As you wish, yet do you mind in the journey that I can sing?
#dystopian
#fate
#luck
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BLACK THALASSIC
Lost in its black widow's dark eyes
That storm inches of black tears
Back and forth, where it just lies
Threatening anything that nears
From a distance, I can hear unknown cries
Tell me, what's there to sincerely fear?
I've gone so far into the demons' belly rug
I accept my dreadful, dead-end, fate
Going further, I emerge into its sweet fog
Encountering the dangers of its weight
"I may not waive this place, for I don't belong"
Dismaying my boat, no control, solely, pure hate...
Trapped in a vessel that...
That storm inches of black tears
Back and forth, where it just lies
Threatening anything that nears
From a distance, I can hear unknown cries
Tell me, what's there to sincerely fear?
I've gone so far into the demons' belly rug
I accept my dreadful, dead-end, fate
Going further, I emerge into its sweet fog
Encountering the dangers of its weight
"I may not waive this place, for I don't belong"
Dismaying my boat, no control, solely, pure hate...
Trapped in a vessel that...
#bittersweet
#despair
#fear
#FeelingTrapped
#loneliness
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MYSTERY UNDER ROCKS DEEP ERRIE ROADS
Too many deaths
It's hard now the count
It keeps growing more than sex
It's a rebel without a cause no doubt
The sad way it is, found even lost skeletons
Murders more than before, what God think's of it now?
It's hard now the count
It keeps growing more than sex
It's a rebel without a cause no doubt
The sad way it is, found even lost skeletons
Murders more than before, what God think's of it now?
#dark
#murder
#death
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
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MY DEAR BLIND FRIEND
The sun is so immense
You can feel its greeting
As you look up to the warmth sense
That you feel on your face, so pretty...
The world is grateful for its presence
The sun also known as a star
Imagine it, as what shape or color?
The way it solely sits on the sky
It's amazing its existence, more during summer
Looking down on you to just say hi.
"That's right", just wave at it and smile like never.
Many shapes happening up there
Do you feel that breeze?
"Ah"... So heavenly, sniff its...
You can feel its greeting
As you look up to the warmth sense
That you feel on your face, so pretty...
The world is grateful for its presence
The sun also known as a star
Imagine it, as what shape or color?
The way it solely sits on the sky
It's amazing its existence, more during summer
Looking down on you to just say hi.
"That's right", just wave at it and smile like never.
Many shapes happening up there
Do you feel that breeze?
"Ah"... So heavenly, sniff its...
#strength
#inspirational
#uplifting
#learning
#escape
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