Submissions by Nizana (Lauryn)
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.
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2024 1:28pm
4th Nov 2024 1:28pm
Prom Night Orgasm - Amplified
Vivian placed her hand over Tim, and he blushed at the heat he felt rushing up his spine.
She whispered, “I love feeling you get hard.”
Tim touched the top of her hand. “Your hand…it’s beautiful.” He hadn’t seen fake nails at school before. These were creamy white. They made her thin fingers seem even longer.
Rubbing the top of her hand, he said, “Your hand’s so smooth.”
Vivian smiled, then bent forward and kissed him. “It tastes so good,” she whispered, her lips still pursed at the edge of him.
Vivian’s mind...
She whispered, “I love feeling you get hard.”
Tim touched the top of her hand. “Your hand…it’s beautiful.” He hadn’t seen fake nails at school before. These were creamy white. They made her thin fingers seem even longer.
Rubbing the top of her hand, he said, “Your hand’s so smooth.”
Vivian smiled, then bent forward and kissed him. “It tastes so good,” she whispered, her lips still pursed at the edge of him.
Vivian’s mind...
#sex
#teens
229 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2024 11:34am
3rd Nov 2024 11:34am
How Do We Love?
In a shadowed life, my secrets keep,
I spread and show my darkness deep.
A source of laughter, a bed of cheer,
And from within, new life appears.
A healing touch for the scars we bore,
Or marred by greed, a prize some score.
With gentle hands and tender sight,
This spirit I share, in love's pure light.
These gifts we give, from a place within,
As our souls unfold to the grace of sin.
I spread and show my darkness deep.
A source of laughter, a bed of cheer,
And from within, new life appears.
A healing touch for the scars we bore,
Or marred by greed, a prize some score.
With gentle hands and tender sight,
This spirit I share, in love's pure light.
These gifts we give, from a place within,
As our souls unfold to the grace of sin.
#LifeStruggles
#love
#sex
161 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2024 11:54am
2nd Nov 2024 11:54am
1977 in Dallas
In the heart of Dallas, Texas, during the sweltering summer of 1977, Amanda Hodges, known to all as Mandy, was coming of age. She was the youngest of three children all born in Jackson, Mississippi. Seeking work, her father had brought the family to Dallas. With the trauma of the move and loss of friendships, she felt alone, easily overlooked by parents who were consumed with the daily struggle to make ends meet in the tumultuous city. At 17, Mandy was a striking contrast to her family's modest existence; a good student with a yearning to be seen and acknowledged, to find her place in the...
#family
#FirstLove
#historical #sex
#historical #sex
230 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Oct 2024 3:17pm
31st Oct 2024 3:17pm
Staying High
Let’s pull down those jeans, boy, and let me have a look
Just a little salty kiss and maybe then we’ll fuck
I used to look for love, but love showed me the door
So now I’m staying high and I’m fucking like a whore
Just a little salty kiss and maybe then we’ll fuck
I used to look for love, but love showed me the door
So now I’m staying high and I’m fucking like a whore
#addiction
#drugs
#sex
259 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Oct 2024 1:40pm
30th Oct 2024 1:40pm
The Demons I Have Welcomed
I stand alone, a mother,
with a heart torn since my youth.
My child, my flesh, was swept away by demons
That I have welcomed.
I have passed through nights
Filled with lust and its satisfaction.
I have sought comfort in arms
Not mine to keep.
My child is now in another's care
While I dance with shadows.
My choices, like thorns,
Fill me for the moment
But leave emptiness after piercing.
True love must be like stars
That prick the sky,
Distant and untamed,
While I rush to a fleeting night's flame ...
with a heart torn since my youth.
My child, my flesh, was swept away by demons
That I have welcomed.
I have passed through nights
Filled with lust and its satisfaction.
I have sought comfort in arms
Not mine to keep.
My child is now in another's care
While I dance with shadows.
My choices, like thorns,
Fill me for the moment
But leave emptiness after piercing.
True love must be like stars
That prick the sky,
Distant and untamed,
While I rush to a fleeting night's flame ...
#morality
#motherhood
#sex
207 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th Oct 2024 12:41pm
30th Oct 2024 12:41pm
Marriage of Elders
Here before us stand two souls, their hair glistening like threads of moonlight, each strand a testament to the knowledge and serenity earned through the years. Their voices, rich with the timbre of experience, echo the depths of life's embrace—joys and struggles of life formed into beautiful people still able to dance.
With love's fire yet untamed, as they join hands, we are reminded that the fire of love knows no age—it dances in the hearts of the young and the old with equal fervor. Their wisdom, a beacon of light, guides them in their journey together.
Tonight,...
With love's fire yet untamed, as they join hands, we are reminded that the fire of love knows no age—it dances in the hearts of the young and the old with equal fervor. Their wisdom, a beacon of light, guides them in their journey together.
Tonight,...
#aging
#love
#marriage
149 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Oct 2024 12:43pm
25th Oct 2024 12:43pm
A Doll's Wish
The empty of my life found a
fullness in the mystery of a boy's touch.
While helping me with math, I noticed Jason
smiling at the doll on my bed.
I’d slept with Julie as a child and my favorite doll
still acted as the sentinel of my bedroom
sixteen years after my birth.
When math was done, the same lips
that had kissed Julie so many nights
found Jason’s lips warm with life.
I smiled as Julie looked on, wondering if
dolls have dreams for those who love them.
Moments...
fullness in the mystery of a boy's touch.
While helping me with math, I noticed Jason
smiling at the doll on my bed.
I’d slept with Julie as a child and my favorite doll
still acted as the sentinel of my bedroom
sixteen years after my birth.
When math was done, the same lips
that had kissed Julie so many nights
found Jason’s lips warm with life.
I smiled as Julie looked on, wondering if
dolls have dreams for those who love them.
Moments...
#sex
#teens
236 reads
11 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Oct 2024 2:26pm
16th Oct 2024 2:26pm
Parts of the Whole - journal entry for new love
I've found someone truly special. It's a mystery to me, how a man could love me with such depth and sincerity, healing my loss. I suppose we’re all part of Creations grand design—his body, my body, every part of us fits into the whole.
The spark of lust that ignites flames of passion must be given by the divine. It's as if the mystery of the Universe orchestrated our coming together, creating something sweet and full of wonder.
I'm grateful for the love that comes into my life and for the man who has become my partner in this journey. It's a testament to the beauty that...
The spark of lust that ignites flames of passion must be given by the divine. It's as if the mystery of the Universe orchestrated our coming together, creating something sweet and full of wonder.
I'm grateful for the love that comes into my life and for the man who has become my partner in this journey. It's a testament to the beauty that...
#love
#lust
#spiritual
280 reads
6 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Oct 2024 2:58am
15th Oct 2024 2:58am
Moving on After an Abortion - diary entry
I had an abortion. The words don’t seem real but it is done.
I was weak, seeking affection in the arms of those who offered warmth without permanence. In the heat of those moments, precautions were an afterthought, and I was left with a consequence that was mine alone to bear.
A man found refuge in my warmth and left behind a life he’d never know. And I, in a clinic room with a kind nurse whose eyes held sadness, made a choice.
The procedure, a vacuum aspiration, was over in minutes. The nurse said my body would recover quickly, and it did. My womb is empty...
I was weak, seeking affection in the arms of those who offered warmth without permanence. In the heat of those moments, precautions were an afterthought, and I was left with a consequence that was mine alone to bear.
A man found refuge in my warmth and left behind a life he’d never know. And I, in a clinic room with a kind nurse whose eyes held sadness, made a choice.
The procedure, a vacuum aspiration, was over in minutes. The nurse said my body would recover quickly, and it did. My womb is empty...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#sex
178 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Oct 2024 2:35pm
9th Oct 2024 2:35pm
Last Dance
Life’s taught me plenty. I've danced through years with laughter and tears and loved a lot. Men have come and gone, like seasons, each one leaving a mark, a memory, or taking a piece of my heart. But now I’m staring down the end of my road. The doctor's words hit hard. “It’s terminal," he said. “Soon, you’ll grow weak as the cancer grows and you’ll lose control of your body. We can keep you comfortable but you only have weeks left.”
I cried. Fear gripped me. I knew there wasn’t anything after this this life, just a void. I used to believe in heaven but that fell away long...
I cried. Fear gripped me. I knew there wasn’t anything after this this life, just a void. I used to believe in heaven but that fell away long...
#death
#love
241 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Oct 2024 3:48pm
8th Oct 2024 3:48pm
Prom Night Orgasm
Vivian spent hours on hair, makeup, and dressing for the prom. Her mother said, "That dress is too sexy," but Vivian persisted. Her mother thought, The boy is nice, and my girl has a good reputation.
How could her mother know that the prom would lead to a private house party and an available bedroom. When the clock chimed eleven, she thought back to her younger years and mistakes she’d made. I shouldn't have let her wear that dress, she thought.
At that very moment, Vivian’s body arched involuntarily as her first ever orgasm shot through her naïve...
How could her mother know that the prom would lead to a private house party and an available bedroom. When the clock chimed eleven, she thought back to her younger years and mistakes she’d made. I shouldn't have let her wear that dress, she thought.
At that very moment, Vivian’s body arched involuntarily as her first ever orgasm shot through her naïve...
#sex
#teens
305 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Oct 2024 1:01pm
7th Oct 2024 1:01pm
Flames Against the Coming Dark
She looked down to their joining where he ended and she began.
His eyes watered at her kindness, this vessel of beauty
Spilling open without reservation or plea.
And so, he pressed into her heat, eyes wide with knowing,
That this dance of two hearts thrilled by their joining
Would one day fall silent, yielding to the passing of time.
These fleeting caresses and whispered prayers
Would dissolve into the ether of forgetting,
As both suffer the finality of earth's embrace.
Yet, how luminous they were that night!
How...
His eyes watered at her kindness, this vessel of beauty
Spilling open without reservation or plea.
And so, he pressed into her heat, eyes wide with knowing,
That this dance of two hearts thrilled by their joining
Would one day fall silent, yielding to the passing of time.
These fleeting caresses and whispered prayers
Would dissolve into the ether of forgetting,
As both suffer the finality of earth's embrace.
Yet, how luminous they were that night!
How...
#death
#love
#sex
215 reads
1 Comment
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