Submissions by Naajir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just for the joy of pushin that pen..wherever it goes
Mood Swing #6 : Resonance
"the power of imagination makes us infinite"
John Muir
its gestation was noticed
not necessarily in the very beginning
but as time created movements
a field of enigmatic proportions
entered into this [p]lane of existence
enhancing magnetically charged particles
drawing unto its radius
two distinct realms of experience
perhaps it was an experiment of sorts
a collusion of some faraway gods
conspiring out of amusement
or just sheer wonderment
to...
John Muir
its gestation was noticed
not necessarily in the very beginning
but as time created movements
a field of enigmatic proportions
entered into this [p]lane of existence
enhancing magnetically charged particles
drawing unto its radius
two distinct realms of experience
perhaps it was an experiment of sorts
a collusion of some faraway gods
conspiring out of amusement
or just sheer wonderment
to...
#love
#God
#humankind #astronomy
#humankind #astronomy
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Playa Playa
his essence
drifts through deep voice inflections
like carrier waves of intent
teasing beneath her skirt..speaking to
every iota of her body's language..incognito yet flagrantly overt
oozing from his aura like sexual cologne
heightening senses
inducing her oral inclinations
~~~~
got girlie biting her lower lip
diggin how his blue collar mannerisms works the room
moistening velvety invitations
got her attention glued to his structure
as he moves about like a midnight...
drifts through deep voice inflections
like carrier waves of intent
teasing beneath her skirt..speaking to
every iota of her body's language..incognito yet flagrantly overt
oozing from his aura like sexual cologne
heightening senses
inducing her oral inclinations
~~~~
got girlie biting her lower lip
diggin how his blue collar mannerisms works the room
moistening velvety invitations
got her attention glued to his structure
as he moves about like a midnight...
#sports
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5 Comments
A Wake In The Mourne Of...
i awaken your love
caressing you
arresting your heart in
dark confections
flooding your senses
into a state of sensual overload
floating formless and naked
insecurities rattled you
along the journey of your willed exodus
within perennial frigidness
seeking a haven amongst the shadows
as a substitute for loneliness
i'm here to expose the strength
you once thought of as a vulnerability
undressing you while addressing
with touch and tenderness
the nuances of an introverted soul
...
caressing you
arresting your heart in
dark confections
flooding your senses
into a state of sensual overload
floating formless and naked
insecurities rattled you
along the journey of your willed exodus
within perennial frigidness
seeking a haven amongst the shadows
as a substitute for loneliness
i'm here to expose the strength
you once thought of as a vulnerability
undressing you while addressing
with touch and tenderness
the nuances of an introverted soul
...
#regret
#lover
#IMissYou
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Bondage
#dark
#sex
262 reads
6 Comments
Tehthered
***
It filters down...daily
from dreamscapes into reveries
a prophesied resurrection
by the wanton warmth of an ancient tongue
circling the tip of sinful intentions
giving sacred sermons baptized in saliva
...
come to me my salvation
...
open wide your mouth
grip me firm and hold me accountable
to my promise to fill you with the fruit of me
reawaken the vines
running through the root of me
mold and laminate this hardened submission
as the reflection of your aching desires ...
It filters down...daily
from dreamscapes into reveries
a prophesied resurrection
by the wanton warmth of an ancient tongue
circling the tip of sinful intentions
giving sacred sermons baptized in saliva
...
come to me my salvation
...
open wide your mouth
grip me firm and hold me accountable
to my promise to fill you with the fruit of me
reawaken the vines
running through the root of me
mold and laminate this hardened submission
as the reflection of your aching desires ...
#dirty
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4 Comments
A Consensus Of One
some say i'm a wannabe elitist
some might think i'm a lowkey defeatist
the hung jury is right on both ends
lemme break it down
i LIKE elite shit
extravagant type shit..creative shit
out of the box...that off the wall type shit
like 'OH SHIT' type shit
people who put their heart and soul in whatever they do
those who seek to achieve THEIR personal best
who groove in their own lane
while respecting yours
those who roll with
original + devotional + visionary type mindsets
that's like foreplay for the...
some might think i'm a lowkey defeatist
the hung jury is right on both ends
lemme break it down
i LIKE elite shit
extravagant type shit..creative shit
out of the box...that off the wall type shit
like 'OH SHIT' type shit
people who put their heart and soul in whatever they do
those who seek to achieve THEIR personal best
who groove in their own lane
while respecting yours
those who roll with
original + devotional + visionary type mindsets
that's like foreplay for the...
#identity
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2 Comments
Rebirth
death
came overnight
in an estranged package
inertia
a silent purgatory
strangling strands of vibrant vocal chords
existing only inside one's head
stuck to the bed...like skin vs Velcro
next stop
depression
the ethereal blanket
that smothers inspiration's fireflies
air snuffed out
only to inhale
a bunch of
filibustering nothingness
see
the mind/trickster is at it again
luring you down a hollow hall of warped mirrors
further away from the self...
came overnight
in an estranged package
inertia
a silent purgatory
strangling strands of vibrant vocal chords
existing only inside one's head
stuck to the bed...like skin vs Velcro
next stop
depression
the ethereal blanket
that smothers inspiration's fireflies
air snuffed out
only to inhale
a bunch of
filibustering nothingness
see
the mind/trickster is at it again
luring you down a hollow hall of warped mirrors
further away from the self...
#depression
#CallToAction
#apathy
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Mechanical God: The Reprise
The Bureau of Thought Crimes
Caught me slippin
Sippin on some
Bourbon barreled Gin
Free speechin in my 'safespace'
Exercising what I was told
Was my !st amendment
Until I ended up in Facebook jail
Without any hope for bail
Tripped up by
A fuckin Freudian Slip
Seems the Proverbial Cat
Hung my tongue
Out to dry
Strangled
Like an Orwellian poster-child
Mummified in
A dehydrated flag
Sans stars or colours...nothing...
Caught me slippin
Sippin on some
Bourbon barreled Gin
Free speechin in my 'safespace'
Exercising what I was told
Was my !st amendment
Until I ended up in Facebook jail
Without any hope for bail
Tripped up by
A fuckin Freudian Slip
Seems the Proverbial Cat
Hung my tongue
Out to dry
Strangled
Like an Orwellian poster-child
Mummified in
A dehydrated flag
Sans stars or colours...nothing...
#LifeAsAWriter
#humankind
#CallToAction
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2 Comments
Drop...Drip...Drape...Along My Dreamscape
it's been a long week.
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
#sex
#dreams
#night
#sleep
#dirty
450 reads
4 Comments
The Nexus
Maybe if it wasn't just
About poetry
How 'bout us meshing in real Time
Doing pottery
Like Moore and Swayze
With serpentine fingers weaving
A unique thread of
Tapestry
Shaping Love into
The Ways of He
And the Waves of Her
Into a Symbiotic Love affair
Admitted or not
Everyone on this plane{t}
Yearns to give the best version of themselves
To that divined One deserving
Of such a Soulful serving
Mmmm
Maybe like...
About poetry
How 'bout us meshing in real Time
Doing pottery
Like Moore and Swayze
With serpentine fingers weaving
A unique thread of
Tapestry
Shaping Love into
The Ways of He
And the Waves of Her
Into a Symbiotic Love affair
Admitted or not
Everyone on this plane{t}
Yearns to give the best version of themselves
To that divined One deserving
Of such a Soulful serving
Mmmm
Maybe like...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
305 reads
An Enigmatic Gesture
a suggestion box...
is that what you are?...
i am?...
the summation of
subconscious renderings
...
porous we are
indeed..
a chorus of expressions
that expands and contract
liberal here
conservative there
cultivated..
indoctrinated
isolated
...
speak your truth eh?
your experience
is unique..
one of a kind..
...
but who's the...
is that what you are?...
i am?...
the summation of
subconscious renderings
...
porous we are
indeed..
a chorus of expressions
that expands and contract
liberal here
conservative there
cultivated..
indoctrinated
isolated
...
speak your truth eh?
your experience
is unique..
one of a kind..
...
but who's the...
#philosophical
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5 Comments
The Light
paying you nightly visits
Apostles of Infinity
Illuminates across the horizon of your Dreamscape
serenading you in keys of 432hz
as the healing antithesis
to the daily grind of the rat race..
yet once again you wake...
to another mourning
like a human-hamster hybrid
treading the wheel of that Gregorian calendar
dreading a world that wants
to keep you in a dreamless state of being
bogged down in an endless chasm of bureaucracy
and unlimited ad placements
constantly trying to occupying precious ...
Apostles of Infinity
Illuminates across the horizon of your Dreamscape
serenading you in keys of 432hz
as the healing antithesis
to the daily grind of the rat race..
yet once again you wake...
to another mourning
like a human-hamster hybrid
treading the wheel of that Gregorian calendar
dreading a world that wants
to keep you in a dreamless state of being
bogged down in an endless chasm of bureaucracy
and unlimited ad placements
constantly trying to occupying precious ...
#inspirational
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