Submissions by Penguinphile (Ab.C.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Stain
They all pretend they're orphans
and their memory's like a train,
you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.
And the things you can't remember
tell the things you can't forget,
that history puts a stain on every dream.
and their memory's like a train,
you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away.
And the things you can't remember
tell the things you can't forget,
that history puts a stain on every dream.
#disappointment
544 reads
4 Comments
My Feast

#erotic
#dirty
#sexy
#passion
#orgasm
895 reads
6 Comments
The Apprentice

#lust
#sex
#erotic
#porn
#dirty
472 reads
7 Comments
Happy Earth Day
Consider staring at the shiny objects in the sky at the night. Chose one of them in particular, and then try to convince yourself that God created this entire universe for only 'one' of the tens of millions of species of life, that inhabit that speck of dust.
Now, take it a step further, imagine everything was made only for a single shade of that species, and in that for a particular gender/ethnic or religious subdivision.
Somehow that shiny object resembles us.
We can recognize here a shortcoming in some circumstances serious in our ability to understand...
Now, take it a step further, imagine everything was made only for a single shade of that species, and in that for a particular gender/ethnic or religious subdivision.
Somehow that shiny object resembles us.
We can recognize here a shortcoming in some circumstances serious in our ability to understand...
#earth
#environment
352 reads
4 Comments
Immortality
My fingers are stone
my veins know
it cannot find comfort in this snow.
As it falls on my head (so quietly),
accumulating with the thoughts (so heavy);
feet submerged in the ground (as my hopes).
The sky is grey above, and
the ground is so pristine underneath,
even no vapours on the grass.
Crystalized thoughts
pumps through the heart,
as the truant’s flesh grows tight.
Eyes come to freeze
at twilight,
leaving within them....
A dream of Sunlight.
—Ab.C.
my veins know
it cannot find comfort in this snow.
As it falls on my head (so quietly),
accumulating with the thoughts (so heavy);
feet submerged in the ground (as my hopes).
The sky is grey above, and
the ground is so pristine underneath,
even no vapours on the grass.
Crystalized thoughts
pumps through the heart,
as the truant’s flesh grows tight.
Eyes come to freeze
at twilight,
leaving within them....
A dream of Sunlight.
—Ab.C.
#metaphor
425 reads
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DEPENDENT
She's finding herself dependent
able to escape from within her own head
because of me & my
extended hardened pleasures
calloused hands began their prowl
over scarred soft curves
belonging to deprived flesh &
although heart raced...startled
& nervous,
she felt a soothing
from this exploration
exhaling in deep relief
she's smiling
as teeth clench to pierce
& mark her,
where growled breaths are cupped...then
float to settle...while a story in braille
begins documenting
this...
able to escape from within her own head
because of me & my
extended hardened pleasures
calloused hands began their prowl
over scarred soft curves
belonging to deprived flesh &
although heart raced...startled
& nervous,
she felt a soothing
from this exploration
exhaling in deep relief
she's smiling
as teeth clench to pierce
& mark her,
where growled breaths are cupped...then
float to settle...while a story in braille
begins documenting
this...
#sex
#erotic
#dirty #sensual
#dirty #sensual
435 reads
2 Comments
Junk Science
I'm a sunny person with a cloudy mind
There's nothing to look at, just know that I'm kind
But you'll find that to be not entirely true
Thinking it through
I'm a cloudy person with some sunny words
And all the pain, all that hurts
Brushed aside when you need some comfort
That's alright, a hug can be felt from both sides
There's nothing to look at, just know that I'm kind
But you'll find that to be not entirely true
Thinking it through
I'm a cloudy person with some sunny words
And all the pain, all that hurts
Brushed aside when you need some comfort
That's alright, a hug can be felt from both sides
#identity
#confessional
#myself #SelfDiscovery
#myself #SelfDiscovery
359 reads
6 Comments
9 Commandments
1. You don’t have to dream
Unlike how Muricans (Americans) cry on their reality TV shows about how it is their dream and sell you sob stories, I would suggest it is okay to not have a dream. And, if your dream is big enough to be a life-long effort it will give you something to do with your time, but by the time you reach it, you’ll be almost dead so it won’t matter.
Rather be micro-ambitious. Put your head down and work with pride on whatever is in front of you… you never know where you might end up. Just be aware that the next worthy pursuit will probably appear in your...
Unlike how Muricans (Americans) cry on their reality TV shows about how it is their dream and sell you sob stories, I would suggest it is okay to not have a dream. And, if your dream is big enough to be a life-long effort it will give you something to do with your time, but by the time you reach it, you’ll be almost dead so it won’t matter.
Rather be micro-ambitious. Put your head down and work with pride on whatever is in front of you… you never know where you might end up. Just be aware that the next worthy pursuit will probably appear in your...
#LifeCycle
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Astronaut
She lay before me bare,
as the moonlight shines in her hair.
and my fingers ballets on her flesh
as she squirms and I infest.
The dots on her space
were a thrill to chase.
From her neck to thighs,
it was a gaping dive.
And I felt like an astronaut
lost in the constellations of her moles.
as the moonlight shines in her hair.
and my fingers ballets on her flesh
as she squirms and I infest.
The dots on her space
were a thrill to chase.
From her neck to thighs,
it was a gaping dive.
And I felt like an astronaut
lost in the constellations of her moles.
#beauty
#lover
694 reads
3 Comments
Sinking
The moments I would never
go back to, would never want to relive,
are quite tragically, the sum
of what is me.
I cannot take back the threads
that have been woven through
the expanse of time, I cannot stop the
clock to look for ways to do it over
No regret is as forlorn as the
one that produces an unease in
the vein of learning, for regret, is
more than just sorrow for
what has been done.
It may conjure repentance, but
the guilt produces stagnation, a
murky quicksand, forcing the mind
to stand...
go back to, would never want to relive,
are quite tragically, the sum
of what is me.
I cannot take back the threads
that have been woven through
the expanse of time, I cannot stop the
clock to look for ways to do it over
No regret is as forlorn as the
one that produces an unease in
the vein of learning, for regret, is
more than just sorrow for
what has been done.
It may conjure repentance, but
the guilt produces stagnation, a
murky quicksand, forcing the mind
to stand...
#grief
574 reads
9 Comments
Come Closer
Come Closer
reach out your fingertips barely touching
Fuck, you look beautiful in this light
you know, I’m fucking you senseless tonight?
Come Closer
I need you close enough to
hear me whisper all the things I want to do to you.
Come closer still..
I n e e d y o u c l o s e r
C L O S E R...
My fingers trail down your skirt
D
O
W
N
Touching the wetness dripping for me.
Come even closer
don’t start squirming, not just yet
I’m sliding this cock between your tits.
Now squeeze those...
reach out your fingertips barely touching
Fuck, you look beautiful in this light
you know, I’m fucking you senseless tonight?
Come Closer
I need you close enough to
hear me whisper all the things I want to do to you.
Come closer still..
I n e e d y o u c l o s e r
C L O S E R...
My fingers trail down your skirt
D
O
W
N
Touching the wetness dripping for me.
Come even closer
don’t start squirming, not just yet
I’m sliding this cock between your tits.
Now squeeze those...
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
#sensual
#passion
1089 reads
2 Comments
Place to be

#sex
#erotic
#porn
750 reads
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