Submissions by Nizana
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My mother wrote poems when she was younger, mostly about love. Later she returned to poetry to express thoughts and desires that she'd squelched over time. She passed the torch to me (her daughter) when she entered treatment. We both share here.
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Mar 2023 12:36pm
19th Mar 2023 12:36pm
A Loving Universe
In the half-light of evening I gazed across the solid landscape of his chest. My eyes came to rest on the object of my desire, erect as if with newfound purpose.
We were naked and unashamed.
My legs, once trained as a dancer, moved smoothly over him. I heard his whimper the moment he slid into the syrupy depths that hid the mysteries of my life.
We paused for a moment to feel the heat of this first joining, then we fell easily into rhythms as if directed by others. Could two mammals, tiny specks of life, make love under starry skies without altering some piece of...
We were naked and unashamed.
My legs, once trained as a dancer, moved smoothly over him. I heard his whimper the moment he slid into the syrupy depths that hid the mysteries of my life.
We paused for a moment to feel the heat of this first joining, then we fell easily into rhythms as if directed by others. Could two mammals, tiny specks of life, make love under starry skies without altering some piece of...
#erotic
#universe
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EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2023 1:54pm
13th Mar 2023 1:54pm
Do Animals Sin?
Does he think of her when
my breath brushes over him?
I see her eyes when I kiss the same
flesh her lips have known.
I feel a cold trimmer in my chest as
we cross the lines of fidelity,
certain of tsunamis to follow.
At the moment of his entering,
my eyes drift up to ask,
Do animals sin?
my breath brushes over him?
I see her eyes when I kiss the same
flesh her lips have known.
I feel a cold trimmer in my chest as
we cross the lines of fidelity,
certain of tsunamis to follow.
At the moment of his entering,
my eyes drift up to ask,
Do animals sin?
#lust
#marriage
#sex #betrayal
#sex #betrayal
113 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Mar 2023 12:24pm
12th Mar 2023 12:24pm
Please Come Home
The person you choose to be in this world
Be wholly
What you choose to give of yourself
Give completely
What you choose to hold to yourself
Hold carefully
The ones you choose to love with your life
Love fully
By Nizana, Feb. 2022
I’ve watched you live the words
you gave me as advice
even when facing your addiction.
You've always forgiven me when
I went down a dangerous path.
Please know that you're already forgiven
no matter what.
Please come home.
Be wholly
What you choose to give of yourself
Give completely
What you choose to hold to yourself
Hold carefully
The ones you choose to love with your life
Love fully
By Nizana, Feb. 2022
I’ve watched you live the words
you gave me as advice
even when facing your addiction.
You've always forgiven me when
I went down a dangerous path.
Please know that you're already forgiven
no matter what.
Please come home.
#love
#mother
#daughter
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3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Mar 2023 5:53pm
11th Mar 2023 5:53pm
Surrender
At the break of dawn our bodies rise and fall
with living waters here since the beginning of creation.
What shifting inside the earth causes this
final tsunami to roll over our joining.
If I could choose my dying, it would be
while I’m still beautiful. If I could choose
my place, it would be here in your tangled tendrils
that hold me like a stone being washed into the sea.
I want to die on a dawn like this
with your resolute desires holding fast
within me as ever-cresting waves pour over us.
When it’s time, I’ll...
with living waters here since the beginning of creation.
What shifting inside the earth causes this
final tsunami to roll over our joining.
If I could choose my dying, it would be
while I’m still beautiful. If I could choose
my place, it would be here in your tangled tendrils
that hold me like a stone being washed into the sea.
I want to die on a dawn like this
with your resolute desires holding fast
within me as ever-cresting waves pour over us.
When it’s time, I’ll...
#lust
#sex
#death #LifeCycle
#death #LifeCycle
106 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Mar 2023 1:56pm
10th Mar 2023 1:56pm
Our Days Are Brief
Our days are brief compared to
Earth’s tormented eternity.
To wish for a glimpse of Heaven
seems presumptuous, but I have
visited its edges and felt the
joy of nothingness.
Soon I will lie down and rest there.
But tonight, I will love again to
celebrate Sister Earth's eternity.
Earth’s tormented eternity.
To wish for a glimpse of Heaven
seems presumptuous, but I have
visited its edges and felt the
joy of nothingness.
Soon I will lie down and rest there.
But tonight, I will love again to
celebrate Sister Earth's eternity.
#death
#earth
#LifeCycle
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Mar 2023 12:40pm
6th Mar 2023 12:40pm
Morning Meditation
I pray to the Universe asking that the
members of my body will
fulfill their purposes.
If my purpose is to share pleasure,
let me share with abandon and lose myself
in the sweet joining of flesh.
If, in due time, my purpose is the
creation of life, let me be a
mother who is still the lover of others.
May I be a woman who
continues to bless as long as
this life might last.
When I die, my ashes will nourish the earth
from which I was born.
members of my body will
fulfill their purposes.
If my purpose is to share pleasure,
let me share with abandon and lose myself
in the sweet joining of flesh.
If, in due time, my purpose is the
creation of life, let me be a
mother who is still the lover of others.
May I be a woman who
continues to bless as long as
this life might last.
When I die, my ashes will nourish the earth
from which I was born.
#love
#death
#LifeCycle
107 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2023 1:10pm
3rd Mar 2023 1:10pm
What We Lose
Her skin
was once
smooth and young,
giving pleasure to
many who shared her journey.
Her daughter would have been
twelve years older than me today.
Why must what's most
precious to our lives
die so soon?
Why can’t
what is beautiful
last forever?
was once
smooth and young,
giving pleasure to
many who shared her journey.
Her daughter would have been
twelve years older than me today.
Why must what's most
precious to our lives
die so soon?
Why can’t
what is beautiful
last forever?
#beauty
#aging
110 reads
9 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2023 12:14pm
2nd Mar 2023 12:14pm
Fearful Notes: Mother & Daughter
Dear Daughter,
Thank you for loving me through my time of treatment. With so much beauty in the world to love, how has a chemical become my destructive obsession? I’ll never understand but know now that I’ll never truly be free of it. It might be a week, month or a year, but I'm certain to fail.
I can’t live with defeat hovering in my future. I can’t know that I will put you through my failure again. I’m living each day now as if it were my last.
I love you. I want to watch more of your life but don’t know how long I can stay. Sometimes the emptiness calls...
Thank you for loving me through my time of treatment. With so much beauty in the world to love, how has a chemical become my destructive obsession? I’ll never understand but know now that I’ll never truly be free of it. It might be a week, month or a year, but I'm certain to fail.
I can’t live with defeat hovering in my future. I can’t know that I will put you through my failure again. I’m living each day now as if it were my last.
I love you. I want to watch more of your life but don’t know how long I can stay. Sometimes the emptiness calls...
#motherhood
#addiction
#daughter
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Feb 2023 2:00pm
28th Feb 2023 2:00pm
Making Music
Her disciplined fingers,
trained in the nuance of
turning a musical phrase,
guided him into the place
she’d known was special
since she was a little girl.
Her mother once told her not to let anyone touch it.
It was a treasure to be shared only when older.
On this appointed night, she carefully
placed his tightened bow against her strings.
There was only silence in their joining,
but it held the sway and flow of music.
Out of that silence, they discovered a
rhythm and motion that would lead
to...
trained in the nuance of
turning a musical phrase,
guided him into the place
she’d known was special
since she was a little girl.
Her mother once told her not to let anyone touch it.
It was a treasure to be shared only when older.
On this appointed night, she carefully
placed his tightened bow against her strings.
There was only silence in their joining,
but it held the sway and flow of music.
Out of that silence, they discovered a
rhythm and motion that would lead
to...
#birth
#erotic
#music
174 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Feb 2023 12:30pm
27th Feb 2023 12:30pm
Her Wedding Night
On the night she gave herself, a misty rain spit from clouds over their newlywed cabin. The windows glistened wet.
Inside, the young piano player who had saved herself as a gift let her terrycloth robe fall away.
A young man filled with hormones didn’t understand the gift but knelt before her licking at the blonde hairs that guarded her life’s portal. She looked down at the dewy sheen and smiled.
When he felt the heat of her fingers run through his hair, he knew the weight of her gift and cried, pressing his face into her as she stood pure and holy like a...
Inside, the young piano player who had saved herself as a gift let her terrycloth robe fall away.
A young man filled with hormones didn’t understand the gift but knelt before her licking at the blonde hairs that guarded her life’s portal. She looked down at the dewy sheen and smiled.
When he felt the heat of her fingers run through his hair, he knew the weight of her gift and cried, pressing his face into her as she stood pure and holy like a...
#love
#lust
#marriage #music
#marriage #music
126 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Feb 2023 4:25pm
26th Feb 2023 4:25pm
The Sum of These Parts
Do we carry a soul on this journey through life or
does human consciousness trick us into thinking
we’re more than we are?
Maybe “the soul” evolved as a strategy of self-preservation?
The humans who believed in the immortality of the soul
lived more carefully, or not.
I think the soul is a mental fabrication.
We’re only the sum of these physical parts,
beautiful though they are.
That the sum of these physical parts evolved to the
point of having conscious thought is a miracle and
something to be thankful for, or...
does human consciousness trick us into thinking
we’re more than we are?
Maybe “the soul” evolved as a strategy of self-preservation?
The humans who believed in the immortality of the soul
lived more carefully, or not.
I think the soul is a mental fabrication.
We’re only the sum of these physical parts,
beautiful though they are.
That the sum of these physical parts evolved to the
point of having conscious thought is a miracle and
something to be thankful for, or...
#love
#death
#spiritual
107 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Feb 2023 1:53pm
25th Feb 2023 1:53pm
Beginnings and Endings
Most love has a definite beginning,
an enticing glance,
a longing stare,
a late-night affair,
or a smile and a yes.
Love often ends with ragged edges,
a disappointed sigh,
a forced cry of pleasure,
a wandering eye,
or simply a quiet no.
I’ve had beginnings and ends
and wish for more of both.
an enticing glance,
a longing stare,
a late-night affair,
or a smile and a yes.
Love often ends with ragged edges,
a disappointed sigh,
a forced cry of pleasure,
a wandering eye,
or simply a quiet no.
I’ve had beginnings and ends
and wish for more of both.
#love
#lust
#crush
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12 Comments
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