Submissions by Necrophilia (Songs of necrophilia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2018 6:50pm
25th Jun 2018 6:50pm
Following
Following you, I’ve come to these desert plains,
Following you, I’ve come to these cosmic plains,
And saw sorcery erupt from the hills and ranges around,
Of hills, of desert, of lost travelers passed through time.
Of void, of tears frozen into lake, of nothingness that lasts between us.
Following sleep, I’ve chased these arms,
Following dreams, I’ve chased these stars,
And saw the colossal wreck of god covering the ochre sky,
Of forests, of seas, of dreamers wasted to live.
Of spaces of celestial bodies, of paradise, of the depths of...
Following you, I’ve come to these cosmic plains,
And saw sorcery erupt from the hills and ranges around,
Of hills, of desert, of lost travelers passed through time.
Of void, of tears frozen into lake, of nothingness that lasts between us.
Following sleep, I’ve chased these arms,
Following dreams, I’ve chased these stars,
And saw the colossal wreck of god covering the ochre sky,
Of forests, of seas, of dreamers wasted to live.
Of spaces of celestial bodies, of paradise, of the depths of...
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jun 2018 6:25pm
24th Jun 2018 6:25pm
Daddy
Hands tied by lust,
“Daddy,” she pleaded,
“Please be gentle,” she begged.
Mouth filled with seeds,
Her eyes wet, with lust or remorse, she never said.
“Daddy,” she begged,
“Please be manly,” she pleaded.
Throat bound with desires,
A smile crept, across her lips smeared with red lipstick,
Her sex moistened, semen across her tiny breasts,
Froth foamed from her lips,
Her body shamed, broken.
“Daddy,” she moaned,
“Please be merciless,” she pressed.
Her kohl smudged, her eyes twinkled.
She saw him, saw me, her...
“Daddy,” she pleaded,
“Please be gentle,” she begged.
Mouth filled with seeds,
Her eyes wet, with lust or remorse, she never said.
“Daddy,” she begged,
“Please be manly,” she pleaded.
Throat bound with desires,
A smile crept, across her lips smeared with red lipstick,
Her sex moistened, semen across her tiny breasts,
Froth foamed from her lips,
Her body shamed, broken.
“Daddy,” she moaned,
“Please be merciless,” she pressed.
Her kohl smudged, her eyes twinkled.
She saw him, saw me, her...
#lust
#father
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
1943 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
21st Jun 2018 5:34pm
21st Jun 2018 5:34pm
She was my Whore
She was ever mine. She was ever mine. Mine to abuse; mine to please, as she was always complaisant. I liked that. I wanted a harlot, my harlot, she was much more than that, and I liked her even more.
She wanted to be my slut; I wanted her to be more. She always wore those clothes, which made her look like cheap, one who begged to be used. Have you used her ever? I don’t think you have, I don’t want you to use her as well — because she’s mine now, she’s mine to do whatever I want. And she’ll probably want that, like that, who knows?
She makes me self ejaculate when she’s stripping...
She wanted to be my slut; I wanted her to be more. She always wore those clothes, which made her look like cheap, one who begged to be used. Have you used her ever? I don’t think you have, I don’t want you to use her as well — because she’s mine now, she’s mine to do whatever I want. And she’ll probably want that, like that, who knows?
She makes me self ejaculate when she’s stripping...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#abuse
#dirty
723 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2018 4:37pm
19th Jun 2018 4:37pm
Untitled
The lonely streets darkened, no lightning they held
Crowded, yet abandoned, lost voyage of memories
Changed: names, faces, stories heard in the wind
And people pass by, unnoticed.
Tell me, did you ever dance in the naked rain?
Tell me, of the deepest scars that you held
And pass through the sands of thoughts
Thoughts: lost, lost and buried deep under time
This is the falling of night
This is the time for strangers in dreams, lunatics, and lost soul merged
Crowded, yet abandoned, lost voyage of memories
Changed: names, faces, stories heard in the wind
And people pass by, unnoticed.
Tell me, did you ever dance in the naked rain?
Tell me, of the deepest scars that you held
And pass through the sands of thoughts
Thoughts: lost, lost and buried deep under time
This is the falling of night
This is the time for strangers in dreams, lunatics, and lost soul merged
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
559 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jun 2018 5:27pm
18th Jun 2018 5:27pm
Oneday, You will teach Me to let go of You. . .
Chaos haunts and chaos begets order
Someday, this chaos will never shatter,
Someday, this mountains will never errupt into volcanic ashes and flares
Someday, the charred remains of earth, the roots of the trees will lie unforgiven
Someday, the ocean will douse the incohorent lands
Destruction leads to art, and salvation leads to death
When the catacombs of humanity lie uncasked
Someday, withered will tbe forests, the birds thus eloped into the peaceful hands of shadow
Someday, these dying world will weep
Oneday, you will teach me to...
Someday, this chaos will never shatter,
Someday, this mountains will never errupt into volcanic ashes and flares
Someday, the charred remains of earth, the roots of the trees will lie unforgiven
Someday, the ocean will douse the incohorent lands
Destruction leads to art, and salvation leads to death
When the catacombs of humanity lie uncasked
Someday, withered will tbe forests, the birds thus eloped into the peaceful hands of shadow
Someday, these dying world will weep
Oneday, you will teach me to...
#sadness
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness #separation
#emptiness #separation
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jun 2018 4:30pm
18th Jun 2018 4:30pm
When We Depart
When we depart, let there be no reflections
When we depart, let there be no snow
When we depart, let there be no windkiss
When we depart, let there be no song
When we depart, let us join hands
The pathway lit by streetlight
Let there be no light, when we depart
Let there be no moon, when we depart
When we depart, let us not meet again
When we depart, let there be no sigh
When we depart, let us meet like strangers
Strangers, prisoners in memories
Prisoners in mountainous paradise
When we depart, let us...
When we depart, let there be no snow
When we depart, let there be no windkiss
When we depart, let there be no song
When we depart, let us join hands
The pathway lit by streetlight
Let there be no light, when we depart
Let there be no moon, when we depart
When we depart, let us not meet again
When we depart, let there be no sigh
When we depart, let us meet like strangers
Strangers, prisoners in memories
Prisoners in mountainous paradise
When we depart, let us...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
572 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Jun 2018 4:28pm
15th Jun 2018 4:28pm
Thus with a Kiss I Die (And no Birds Sang. . .)
The night came, and the moon crept in the sky
And we painted pictures, pictures of different shades
Brush of fingers, crawling of bodies
And nakedness consumed
Like the deep ocean of sapphire were her eyes,
And we grew old, entwined
Thus with a kiss I die,
Thus with a kiss I die.
The morning came, and the sun cracked through the sky
And we caressed our lips, restless our fingers searched
Searched for love-marks, and grasping for breathe
And love consumed
Like the blood red wine were her lips,
And we grew...
And we painted pictures, pictures of different shades
Brush of fingers, crawling of bodies
And nakedness consumed
Like the deep ocean of sapphire were her eyes,
And we grew old, entwined
Thus with a kiss I die,
Thus with a kiss I die.
The morning came, and the sun cracked through the sky
And we caressed our lips, restless our fingers searched
Searched for love-marks, and grasping for breathe
And love consumed
Like the blood red wine were her lips,
And we grew...
#regret
#romantic
#sex
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
839 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2018 6:06pm
14th Jun 2018 6:06pm
The Slumber of Moon
Let the moon sleep awhile,
Let the moon sleep awhile, while the stars waltz by,
Let the moon sleep awhile, while the wolves howl,
Let the moon sleep awhile, while night consumes the world.
Through the nightfall and the dawn, let the moon sleep awhile
The lonely streets whisper sad songs, let the moon sleep awhile
The blind and poets drunk in loneliness, let the moon sleep awhile
When the first light ignites the world, let the moon sleep awhile
The clouds merge with the stars, once the world births anew,
The pillars of our...
Let the moon sleep awhile, while the stars waltz by,
Let the moon sleep awhile, while the wolves howl,
Let the moon sleep awhile, while night consumes the world.
Through the nightfall and the dawn, let the moon sleep awhile
The lonely streets whisper sad songs, let the moon sleep awhile
The blind and poets drunk in loneliness, let the moon sleep awhile
When the first light ignites the world, let the moon sleep awhile
The clouds merge with the stars, once the world births anew,
The pillars of our...
#moon
#night
#sleep #WritingPoetry
#sleep #WritingPoetry
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jun 2018 4:30pm
14th Jun 2018 4:30pm
She
Failed words, hung naked,
Draped in a sheath of smile,
She smiles, she smiles beneath a rain soaked city,
She dances; she dances beneath her senseless ground,
Fragile heart, empty cascade,
Draped in a crimson hue of stars,
She kisses, her hairs hung like ever the darkest ocean,
Her winds, her eyes, her lips. . .
Innocent rapture, painted skin,
Veins tangled like withered roses,
She cries, she cries beneath the winter white snow,
She weaves; she weaves a silhouette of drunken beauty,
A nebula of chalice, a beauty of...
Draped in a sheath of smile,
She smiles, she smiles beneath a rain soaked city,
She dances; she dances beneath her senseless ground,
Fragile heart, empty cascade,
Draped in a crimson hue of stars,
She kisses, her hairs hung like ever the darkest ocean,
Her winds, her eyes, her lips. . .
Innocent rapture, painted skin,
Veins tangled like withered roses,
She cries, she cries beneath the winter white snow,
She weaves; she weaves a silhouette of drunken beauty,
A nebula of chalice, a beauty of...
#love
#regret
#heartbroken #dreams
#heartbroken #dreams
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2018 6:26pm
13th Jun 2018 6:26pm
Death and Birth of Humanity
The last day for humanity, under the fragile boundary of the world,
Shower fell across from a grandeur called sky, last day of mankind it was,
Woven under a sheath of rain, snow, and our hands melted as one,
Last day for us it was.
It rained for entirety, the streets washed new,
The trees danced under the speckles of water— water that wasn’t for us,
Across the sky faded away, the sun burned out, and the stars waltz forever,
Humanity was consumed; there were no songs left for us.
The dreamers died, leaving their dreams behind,
The sleepers...
Shower fell across from a grandeur called sky, last day of mankind it was,
Woven under a sheath of rain, snow, and our hands melted as one,
Last day for us it was.
It rained for entirety, the streets washed new,
The trees danced under the speckles of water— water that wasn’t for us,
Across the sky faded away, the sun burned out, and the stars waltz forever,
Humanity was consumed; there were no songs left for us.
The dreamers died, leaving their dreams behind,
The sleepers...
#identity
#death
#universe
#humankind
#philosophical
480 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2018 4:51pm
13th Jun 2018 4:51pm
Withered Roses
My poetry has washed off, my poetry ceased,
My ink has dried; my hands dried, my mind’s conundrum cease to silence,
Lonely is the night, the moon doesn’t rage anymore, the stars waned,
The makers of love lie in bed, darkness envelopes, and the candles luminous,
Once haunted, I stand my writing’s weeded out, chaos paints my heart, darkness devours.
My songs have turned dour, my heart is morbid,
My veins lie slashed, my skin bared, my hands don’t write,
Lonely is the day, the sun dazzle and blind, the warmth alights,
The makers of love join...
My ink has dried; my hands dried, my mind’s conundrum cease to silence,
Lonely is the night, the moon doesn’t rage anymore, the stars waned,
The makers of love lie in bed, darkness envelopes, and the candles luminous,
Once haunted, I stand my writing’s weeded out, chaos paints my heart, darkness devours.
My songs have turned dour, my heart is morbid,
My veins lie slashed, my skin bared, my hands don’t write,
Lonely is the day, the sun dazzle and blind, the warmth alights,
The makers of love join...
#regret
#heartbroken
#WritersBlock
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
527 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2018 9:20am
13th Jun 2018 9:20am
Of Paths untraveled
Of paths untraveled
Of roads uncovered
The pale looming shadows of sky and clouds
And nothingness that’s left
Left of the earth, the world and me
And so the desert plains
Of moons
Of the darkened, eclipsed sun
Beyond the abyss- and edge of the world (sanity)
And abyss is where I live
Of lost memories
Of roads untraveled
Of paths uncrossed
A deep, fleeting lullaby heard in the sky
The echoes and sounds of nothingness pain and tear
...
Of roads uncovered
The pale looming shadows of sky and clouds
And nothingness that’s left
Left of the earth, the world and me
And so the desert plains
Of moons
Of the darkened, eclipsed sun
Beyond the abyss- and edge of the world (sanity)
And abyss is where I live
Of lost memories
Of roads untraveled
Of paths uncrossed
A deep, fleeting lullaby heard in the sky
The echoes and sounds of nothingness pain and tear
...
#loneliness
#stars
#WritingPoetry
#aging
#SelfDiscovery
475 reads
2 Comments
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