Submissions by PhilipWardlow (Ravenprince)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I want to show aspects of myself and observations of others and life that I hope entertains you whether sexually,intellectually,or artistically
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Sep 2020 10:57pm
6th Sep 2020 10:57pm
Been there Done that
I hear your emotions
feel them rolling over me
and this scene seems
familiar.
The last one was like you a bit
Scarred, bent, broken,
I realized too late
perhaps.
The first,
I picked up her pieces
but I missed a few
I unbent her,
just
not enough.
It all seems to be
being replayed,
this scene.
My life on
a loop
Let me off
this Merry Go Round
I didn't buy a
ticket for the same
ride I was on.
Let me off
before I
throw up.
feel them rolling over me
and this scene seems
familiar.
The last one was like you a bit
Scarred, bent, broken,
I realized too late
perhaps.
The first,
I picked up her pieces
but I missed a few
I unbent her,
just
not enough.
It all seems to be
being replayed,
this scene.
My life on
a loop
Let me off
this Merry Go Round
I didn't buy a
ticket for the same
ride I was on.
Let me off
before I
throw up.
#relationships
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2020 8:11pm
3rd Sep 2020 8:11pm
Knowing you
Strange, what a first meeting
is between two
future lovers.
Primal,
at it’s inception
Eyes wide with that
of
the big bad wolf
looking upon
Miss Riding Hood
while all the while
Red is looking over her
shoulder with the same
intensity
The same thirst to dry
up a thousand oceans.
No matter how instant
of a glance, it was there
in both of them,
each knowing
the other
in that captured
moment.
One secret not hidden
amongst all the rest
not known.
Hopefully more to ...
is between two
future lovers.
Primal,
at it’s inception
Eyes wide with that
of
the big bad wolf
looking upon
Miss Riding Hood
while all the while
Red is looking over her
shoulder with the same
intensity
The same thirst to dry
up a thousand oceans.
No matter how instant
of a glance, it was there
in both of them,
each knowing
the other
in that captured
moment.
One secret not hidden
amongst all the rest
not known.
Hopefully more to ...
#lust
#erotic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2020 8:06pm
3rd Sep 2020 8:06pm
You Evil Nipples
#erotic
#sexy
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Dec 2019 1:27pm
26th Dec 2019 1:27pm
Trip to the Store
Mind always seeking,
drinking in the sights.
Even when out and about
performing the mundane task
of grocery shopping.
Suddenly, my vision is grabbed
as it always is
A tight little butt
in too thin leggings
With every line defined
divinely.
as I see her reach for the
Cheerios
upon the top most shelf
on tip toes,
I could help her but I like to
see her body reaching,
So I continue pushing
my cart down the aisle.
The next girl
Is in full squat
In the vegetable section ...
drinking in the sights.
Even when out and about
performing the mundane task
of grocery shopping.
Suddenly, my vision is grabbed
as it always is
A tight little butt
in too thin leggings
With every line defined
divinely.
as I see her reach for the
Cheerios
upon the top most shelf
on tip toes,
I could help her but I like to
see her body reaching,
So I continue pushing
my cart down the aisle.
The next girl
Is in full squat
In the vegetable section ...
#lust
#women
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
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ANGER POEM
Published
26th Nov 2019 9:54pm
26th Nov 2019 9:54pm
Thrown Away
I don't want to be angry
but I am.
I don't want to punch a wall
so I resist the urge and
my fists shake with the
restraint.
I don't want to scream
at the top of my lungs
so I stifle and muffle
the sounds.
Like you did long ago.
Similar to tying up a bag of
crying kittens to
throw off a bridge
(And I hate that analogy
But it fits.)
I wanted to be everything
to you.
Simple enough, right?
Your rock
Your lover
Your friend
But you tied that bag
tight with lies and
deceit and...
but I am.
I don't want to punch a wall
so I resist the urge and
my fists shake with the
restraint.
I don't want to scream
at the top of my lungs
so I stifle and muffle
the sounds.
Like you did long ago.
Similar to tying up a bag of
crying kittens to
throw off a bridge
(And I hate that analogy
But it fits.)
I wanted to be everything
to you.
Simple enough, right?
Your rock
Your lover
Your friend
But you tied that bag
tight with lies and
deceit and...
#rejection
#relationships
#breakup
#lies
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2019 3:48pm
26th Nov 2019 3:48pm
Ambivalent about being Ambivalent
Why do I wish to be alone
when love sits along
side me,
cuddling deep?
Perhaps because
my company
is needed
but not wanted,
because in the
wanting there is a desire
in the knowing
of the other.
Skin to skin
Warmth to warmth
feels good, comforting
But a cold ocean
of distance often
separates my world
from hers and I
can't draw her
over to my island
to keep me
company.
I see the magic in her
but she rarely sees
it in me.
She just lets me be ...
when love sits along
side me,
cuddling deep?
Perhaps because
my company
is needed
but not wanted,
because in the
wanting there is a desire
in the knowing
of the other.
Skin to skin
Warmth to warmth
feels good, comforting
But a cold ocean
of distance often
separates my world
from hers and I
can't draw her
over to my island
to keep me
company.
I see the magic in her
but she rarely sees
it in me.
She just lets me be ...
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2017 4:23pm
27th Jul 2017 4:23pm
Stay Awhile
When did life become
how many people you could try to
fuck in a year, a month, a week?
This marathon of seeking scenes
of intimate encounter
Yet never really encountering at all
Perhaps they're friends
Yet sex is the filter that stains
the outcome
Oh, and love, even seeming platonic
is pushed away as if it were a sprinkled
poison on a dinner plate.
I want everything.
Your friendship, your smile,
Your nature shared over
a meal..
The rest will take care of itself
Organically.
...
how many people you could try to
fuck in a year, a month, a week?
This marathon of seeking scenes
of intimate encounter
Yet never really encountering at all
Perhaps they're friends
Yet sex is the filter that stains
the outcome
Oh, and love, even seeming platonic
is pushed away as if it were a sprinkled
poison on a dinner plate.
I want everything.
Your friendship, your smile,
Your nature shared over
a meal..
The rest will take care of itself
Organically.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2017 4:06pm
2nd Jun 2017 4:06pm
Floating
Her world is a private
dream
a myriad complex thing
juxtaposed within
pains that run deep
like a slice with
a wicked knife
into the fruit
of a well worn life
that drips it juices
onto the floor
where others tread
its sticky mess.
Yet she floats.
Always she floats,
above and apart
she floats.
Wrapped in a delightful
viscous vicious
violent delicate
sustaining way.
She floats.
And I, can simply only
wonder when, she will
ask me to join her.
dream
a myriad complex thing
juxtaposed within
pains that run deep
like a slice with
a wicked knife
into the fruit
of a well worn life
that drips it juices
onto the floor
where others tread
its sticky mess.
Yet she floats.
Always she floats,
above and apart
she floats.
Wrapped in a delightful
viscous vicious
violent delicate
sustaining way.
She floats.
And I, can simply only
wonder when, she will
ask me to join her.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2017 4:03pm
2nd Jun 2017 4:03pm
Phrases just for Her
You can only look at her and get tongue tied
as your mind
gets mangled
That girl over there in that short skirt
wearing those black
thigh highs and garters, along
with sharp heels that could most definitely hurt.
Oh, and when she smiles,
simply sexadorable.
A storm walking, dream of a nightmare on the prowl.
The sensuosity
she exudes, the magicalicious
way she crosses the room.
It’s not fair I tell you.
No simple mortal stands a chance.
For they are all in thrall.
Pupils dilated to drink her in. ...
as your mind
gets mangled
That girl over there in that short skirt
wearing those black
thigh highs and garters, along
with sharp heels that could most definitely hurt.
Oh, and when she smiles,
simply sexadorable.
A storm walking, dream of a nightmare on the prowl.
The sensuosity
she exudes, the magicalicious
way she crosses the room.
It’s not fair I tell you.
No simple mortal stands a chance.
For they are all in thrall.
Pupils dilated to drink her in. ...
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