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
9th Jan 2025 2:21pm
9th Jan 2025 2:21pm
Her Sacred Birthright
While her baby is sleeping, she claims her delight,
To declare her raw lusts, a sacred birthright.
Equal to all, in passion's grand scheme,
She longs to awaken the shadows of dreams.
She gives herself freely so beautifully knit.
In the throes of sweet lusts, she opens her slit.
She dances inside of love’s kind embrace,
Learning to express with no hint of disgrace.
With pleasure, she finds she’s no longer shy,
With the lust of an animal, she lets out a cry.
She mounts the man’s cock with a tender, bold grace,
At...
To declare her raw lusts, a sacred birthright.
Equal to all, in passion's grand scheme,
She longs to awaken the shadows of dreams.
She gives herself freely so beautifully knit.
In the throes of sweet lusts, she opens her slit.
She dances inside of love’s kind embrace,
Learning to express with no hint of disgrace.
With pleasure, she finds she’s no longer shy,
With the lust of an animal, she lets out a cry.
She mounts the man’s cock with a tender, bold grace,
At...
#healing
#sex
205 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
7th Jan 2025 1:46pm
Becoming Ash
Cremation is my chosen final act.
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
May I become ash
to nourish the shores
where I was conceived.
In moments of passion,
I envision my flesh ablaze,
a withering torch.
Will my remains still pulse
with unquenched desire?
While I live, my eyes open wide
with longing,
and my arms extend in yearning,
not for rescue
but for embrace.
Yet the flames are too fierce.
My lovers do not hear my cries.
Burning, oh that ultimate,
bittersweet embrace with death.
I will relinquish...
#death
#LifeCycle
#lust
220 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
31st Dec 2024 4:07pm
31st Dec 2024 4:07pm
Journal Entry - The Threat
It's hard to believe how quickly a consensual affair can turn into heartache and regret. I should have known better than to get involved with another married man, but in the moment, it felt right. I was caught up in the rush.
Now I re-read Sally's texts. Her words are like daggers. I never meant to hurt anyone. In the steamy fog of too much wine, I just wanted to feel something, anything, that would heal my own emptiness.
Sally's a cop, and I'm... I'm an addict. I’m nothing now. I can't help but wonder what she might do with her anger and her authority. This is the...
Now I re-read Sally's texts. Her words are like daggers. I never meant to hurt anyone. In the steamy fog of too much wine, I just wanted to feel something, anything, that would heal my own emptiness.
Sally's a cop, and I'm... I'm an addict. I’m nothing now. I can't help but wonder what she might do with her anger and her authority. This is the...
#anger
#betrayal
174 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Dec 2024 12:22pm
28th Dec 2024 12:22pm
I Am Of the Earth
I am of the earth,
nothing beyond.
Being of the earth
has been quite enough.
I began to exist
as the result of the natural urges
of my mother and father.
I was sperm.
I was egg.
And so, I am me for a time.
One among many on this planet,
inconsequential and forgettable.
But for this night,
I’ll surrender to the fleshly concerns
of this short life.
For this night,
I’ll indulge in the sweet pleasure
of physical touch,
tasting the earth
and sharing in its bounty.
This is only...
nothing beyond.
Being of the earth
has been quite enough.
I began to exist
as the result of the natural urges
of my mother and father.
I was sperm.
I was egg.
And so, I am me for a time.
One among many on this planet,
inconsequential and forgettable.
But for this night,
I’ll surrender to the fleshly concerns
of this short life.
For this night,
I’ll indulge in the sweet pleasure
of physical touch,
tasting the earth
and sharing in its bounty.
This is only...
#atheism
#depression
#lust #nature
#lust #nature
307 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Dec 2024 2:01pm
26th Dec 2024 2:01pm
Give Yourself to Love with thanks to Kate Wolf
Give yourself to love
If love is what you're after
Open up your heart
To the tears and laughter” Kate Wolf
Embrace the joys and pain
If growth is what you seek
Let go of all your fears
Just surrender when you’re weak
Give yourself to love
Trust in the journey's turn
We fall within the spell of lust
And let our spirits burn
When my final breath has come,
And my lusting flesh has ceased.
Scatter my ash across the sands
As all memories find release.
If love is what you're after
Open up your heart
To the tears and laughter” Kate Wolf
Embrace the joys and pain
If growth is what you seek
Let go of all your fears
Just surrender when you’re weak
Give yourself to love
Trust in the journey's turn
We fall within the spell of lust
And let our spirits burn
When my final breath has come,
And my lusting flesh has ceased.
Scatter my ash across the sands
As all memories find release.
#death
#LifeCycle
#lust
217 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Dec 2024 1:14pm
24th Dec 2024 1:14pm
May I Never Wither
All beauty is fleeting!
May I never wither with age,
But die while still filled with life
And its sultry desires.
Gazing down at our union,
I gasp with delight,
Grateful that my journey
Has not yet found its end.
There will be ample time
For solitude in the grave.
Time for worms to savor
My promiscuous remains.
This body, so easily surrendered
To the sweetest of pleasures,
Will, in time, return to dust.
Yet, for a season, I’ll live on
In the cherished memories ...
May I never wither with age,
But die while still filled with life
And its sultry desires.
Gazing down at our union,
I gasp with delight,
Grateful that my journey
Has not yet found its end.
There will be ample time
For solitude in the grave.
Time for worms to savor
My promiscuous remains.
This body, so easily surrendered
To the sweetest of pleasures,
Will, in time, return to dust.
Yet, for a season, I’ll live on
In the cherished memories ...
#beauty
#death
#lust
232 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Dec 2024 12:30pm
19th Dec 2024 12:30pm
Journal entry - Please Come Sweet Death
Journal entry for December 17, 2024
The nights bleed into days, a blur of mistakes I can't erase. My veins pulse with the poison I thought was my escape. I've danced with too many shadows, let my body be a temple where many unworthy prayers were whispered.
The faces of my fleeting lovers haunt me. Memories of their entrance at the temple door brought pleasures at such great price. My child, an angel born of my lusts, deserves a life I can no longer give.
I'm staring down the barrel of my mortality as the reaper's whisper grows louder. I've loved fiercely,...
The nights bleed into days, a blur of mistakes I can't erase. My veins pulse with the poison I thought was my escape. I've danced with too many shadows, let my body be a temple where many unworthy prayers were whispered.
The faces of my fleeting lovers haunt me. Memories of their entrance at the temple door brought pleasures at such great price. My child, an angel born of my lusts, deserves a life I can no longer give.
I'm staring down the barrel of my mortality as the reaper's whisper grows louder. I've loved fiercely,...
#death
#lust
#motherhood
270 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Dec 2024 3:36pm
7th Dec 2024 3:36pm
Now, and Not Yet
In the marrow of your bones,
A fire kindles, a yearning grows,
You're young now, with skin that hungers for love,
But you’re still naive of heart.
Now, your flesh asks for the touch of others,
Fingers trace the shadows of a body
Not yet ready to bear the weight of
A man filled with grownup desire for a woman.
Lust unfurls within like a night-blooming flower,
Its scent asks only for a sinless satisfaction,
But you’re not yet the vessel to carry such a storm,
To open yourself to the flood without losing too much. ...
A fire kindles, a yearning grows,
You're young now, with skin that hungers for love,
But you’re still naive of heart.
Now, your flesh asks for the touch of others,
Fingers trace the shadows of a body
Not yet ready to bear the weight of
A man filled with grownup desire for a woman.
Lust unfurls within like a night-blooming flower,
Its scent asks only for a sinless satisfaction,
But you’re not yet the vessel to carry such a storm,
To open yourself to the flood without losing too much. ...
#LifeCycle
#lust
#teens
262 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Dec 2024 3:50pm
6th Dec 2024 3:50pm
Liquid Joy
There once was a girl with a toy.
She loved the taste of her boy.
With a lick and a kiss,
Some velvety bliss,
She swallowed his hot liquid joy.
She loved the taste of her boy.
With a lick and a kiss,
Some velvety bliss,
She swallowed his hot liquid joy.
#lust
#sex
334 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Dec 2024 2:19pm
4th Dec 2024 2:19pm
Make Love Often
Embrace the unknown.
Ride the foamy waves of fate.
Whatever you do, give it your all.
Make love often and with many.
Pray to the Mother of Creation
that your passions will not end until
death slices with its wide blade.
Ride the foamy waves of fate.
Whatever you do, give it your all.
Make love often and with many.
Pray to the Mother of Creation
that your passions will not end until
death slices with its wide blade.
#death
225 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Nov 2024 12:50pm
28th Nov 2024 12:50pm
Journal Entry - In Search of My Soul
Is this the rest of my life? A dark numbness punctuated by moments of pleasure. There's something about sharing my bed with another that fills the void inside me, if only for a short time. The laughter, the warmth, the sheer vitality of their living, breathing bodies is medicine for my spirit.
I crave touch, connection. To feel another's skin against mine, to breathe in a man's scent, to exist in the same space and share our souls! In those moments, I can almost forget the gnawing emptiness that haunts me when I'm alone. It’s the closest to contentment I’ve known.
But...
I crave touch, connection. To feel another's skin against mine, to breathe in a man's scent, to exist in the same space and share our souls! In those moments, I can almost forget the gnawing emptiness that haunts me when I'm alone. It’s the closest to contentment I’ve known.
But...
#addiction
#sex
#spiritual
316 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Nov 2024 4:27pm
19th Nov 2024 4:27pm
Journal Entry: An atheist's prayer
To the nameless entity that shaped my being and breathed life into this form, I come to you (or it) with a heart of longing and fear. Some say we're fearfully and wonderfully made, crafted with intention and care but I think probably not. I'm only clay in the random hands of nature and fate, given life one day and returned to dust the next.
How are we fired with complex threads of life? Through some divine mystery, we have been blessed with existence and have felt the heat of love's embrace. As humans, we cherish vessels of pleasure but continue on or our paths of aging and...
How are we fired with complex threads of life? Through some divine mystery, we have been blessed with existence and have felt the heat of love's embrace. As humans, we cherish vessels of pleasure but continue on or our paths of aging and...
#Buddhist
#death
#erotic #lust
#erotic #lust
231 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by Nizana (Lauryn)
