Submissions by RainC_Tara (rain1courtel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My disrobed pen,... reflects my nude emotions...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2016 4:19pm
8th Oct 2016 4:19pm
SILENCE~
I used to misplace my sanity with him.
Embrace time, lounging in the seraphic delight of his flow
drenching me like rains of intimate history.
I used to allow it to signify something profound
just to impress my thighs each time I granted him in.
I’d let my mind drift and gaze as he kissed away
the fragile folds of secrets remaining in the passion we once knew.
It was jovial plagiarizing the beauty of the nights
with the same silk sins during the day..
But, the bond strengthened…
Yet,
while air impregnated our lungs with ...
Embrace time, lounging in the seraphic delight of his flow
drenching me like rains of intimate history.
I used to allow it to signify something profound
just to impress my thighs each time I granted him in.
I’d let my mind drift and gaze as he kissed away
the fragile folds of secrets remaining in the passion we once knew.
It was jovial plagiarizing the beauty of the nights
with the same silk sins during the day..
But, the bond strengthened…
Yet,
while air impregnated our lungs with ...
2194 reads
44 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Oct 2016 7:05pm
5th Oct 2016 7:05pm
Be Encouraged~
I know color spectrums in the lining
of your lunar heart won’t always shine
in ethereal radiance...
Won’t always embrace the warmth
of salaam,
but I pray…
I really do,
that you comprehend and see that even nightfall
is created with predominant vibrancy,
those snowy silvers, heroic hues, brutal days
of unyielding fortitude.
I pray the same extremities that
interlace pledges and promises within mine
discover space and measured time to
misplace it’s inhale moving aimlessly ...
of your lunar heart won’t always shine
in ethereal radiance...
Won’t always embrace the warmth
of salaam,
but I pray…
I really do,
that you comprehend and see that even nightfall
is created with predominant vibrancy,
those snowy silvers, heroic hues, brutal days
of unyielding fortitude.
I pray the same extremities that
interlace pledges and promises within mine
discover space and measured time to
misplace it’s inhale moving aimlessly ...
1771 reads
24 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Sep 2016 00:13am
27th Sep 2016 00:13am
Released~
Scattered between cursed dreams
and fragments of reality
my skin is on fire
craves for a wet douse of chilled facts
to slap truth in the face.
Position my thoughts back in a zone
where hungry eyes and thirsty lines
surrender to the lust of ink
and verbs slowly drip
like diaphoresis
on a southern summer’s eve.
Hidden sentiments and exposed inspirations
rooted deep beneath skin
flows from my pores
until adjectives develop into whores
determined to open their legs
in parchment-paper motels ...
and fragments of reality
my skin is on fire
craves for a wet douse of chilled facts
to slap truth in the face.
Position my thoughts back in a zone
where hungry eyes and thirsty lines
surrender to the lust of ink
and verbs slowly drip
like diaphoresis
on a southern summer’s eve.
Hidden sentiments and exposed inspirations
rooted deep beneath skin
flows from my pores
until adjectives develop into whores
determined to open their legs
in parchment-paper motels ...
1899 reads
54 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Sep 2016 4:56am
17th Sep 2016 4:56am
* Mental Climax *
I...
never dreamt I’d be in this exalted position.
Missionary style that soothe the optics and bore
the exhale before awakening the neighbors heedful nests.
Surrender came within me and coerced my limbs to
measure a split while my wet rift glistened and purred
at your merciless nexus.
I misjudged that primitive aggression and ingested
a carnal rush gently...
just to allow you to press your richness against my royalty
because I’m always down for a King pampering his Queen
but...
I couldn’t let you tactically re-align my spine into...
never dreamt I’d be in this exalted position.
Missionary style that soothe the optics and bore
the exhale before awakening the neighbors heedful nests.
Surrender came within me and coerced my limbs to
measure a split while my wet rift glistened and purred
at your merciless nexus.
I misjudged that primitive aggression and ingested
a carnal rush gently...
just to allow you to press your richness against my royalty
because I’m always down for a King pampering his Queen
but...
I couldn’t let you tactically re-align my spine into...
4411 reads
52 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Aug 2016 00:58am
18th Aug 2016 00:58am
Stars Harmonizing~
Sunset always arrives
within the blushing wind,
like twilight’s curtain closing the view
of a sandy horizon.
The salmon sepals of a celestial sphere rise
sparkle and glisten,
I stand to my exhausted feet to
breathe in inherent words basal....
Not the kind that ephemerally diminish
into vapors of whispers,
but those that soak into pillows like
frost in hot cappuccino when it melts into
joyful moments.
Summoned by constellations
Preordained to covet and shelter.
I discover…
Eclipses of inspiration...
within the blushing wind,
like twilight’s curtain closing the view
of a sandy horizon.
The salmon sepals of a celestial sphere rise
sparkle and glisten,
I stand to my exhausted feet to
breathe in inherent words basal....
Not the kind that ephemerally diminish
into vapors of whispers,
but those that soak into pillows like
frost in hot cappuccino when it melts into
joyful moments.
Summoned by constellations
Preordained to covet and shelter.
I discover…
Eclipses of inspiration...
1734 reads
52 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Aug 2016 5:58pm
3rd Aug 2016 5:58pm
I Iove Sucking Her Metaphoric Phallus
1560 reads
49 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2016 4:28am
2nd Aug 2016 4:28am
Pure Absolution-Flowing Freely
Frustration merged with irritation.
The kind that persist within a quiver of exhilaration,
when my own intimate touch burns a lucid memory
across pinnacles.
Meekly pulling to be satiated, sifted and teased.
I left my arrogance scattered between
the exhales of surrender and a graceless whore
howling for unsanctioned pleasure.
I’m…..still smiling.
Still smell the scent of your creed green Irish tweed
harmonizing with my cashmere mist…
sinking inside my skin.
I no longer have a voice because…. ...
The kind that persist within a quiver of exhilaration,
when my own intimate touch burns a lucid memory
across pinnacles.
Meekly pulling to be satiated, sifted and teased.
I left my arrogance scattered between
the exhales of surrender and a graceless whore
howling for unsanctioned pleasure.
I’m…..still smiling.
Still smell the scent of your creed green Irish tweed
harmonizing with my cashmere mist…
sinking inside my skin.
I no longer have a voice because…. ...
1854 reads
29 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jul 2016 00:18am
29th Jul 2016 00:18am
Your vibe has got me drunker than the vodka i've been sippin'
Summer….nights…
Ambience is anticipatory.
Psyche churning on distant and present interlaced,
Vodka slips across the reflections of my lips and marinate there...
like joyful goodbyes.
Like last attempts and first tries of caramel kisses
that stay trapped in relevance.
Eccentric sentiments pulled into seas of
intoxicating lust.
We muse as if the moon’s fingertip dreams couldn’t even
measure the spark conceived after…our thrusting,
after our arching, bucking, cuddling,
and arching again.
Replenished martini… more...
Ambience is anticipatory.
Psyche churning on distant and present interlaced,
Vodka slips across the reflections of my lips and marinate there...
like joyful goodbyes.
Like last attempts and first tries of caramel kisses
that stay trapped in relevance.
Eccentric sentiments pulled into seas of
intoxicating lust.
We muse as if the moon’s fingertip dreams couldn’t even
measure the spark conceived after…our thrusting,
after our arching, bucking, cuddling,
and arching again.
Replenished martini… more...
1603 reads
36 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2016 3:59pm
11th Jul 2016 3:59pm
Still In Love
2741 reads
49 Comments
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