Submissions by Ravenheart-Tanika (Nika)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My style is usually freestyle.. It's the best way I can describe my view fully.. Every poem that I write is special to me, and I mean what I write!
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 6:54am
13th Jun 2012 6:54am
Knowing
To who we are
And what we are
Wisdom comes
and wisdom goes
A fiery angst for knowing
Rises and flourishes
In our mortal bloody veins
Whether it be about love
The mystifying afterlife
Or the secret to fame
A crack of a whip
Sets all things straight
yet will keep us bent
Forever
Until we break
The unwritten law
Of doubtlessly knowing
And what we are
Wisdom comes
and wisdom goes
A fiery angst for knowing
Rises and flourishes
In our mortal bloody veins
Whether it be about love
The mystifying afterlife
Or the secret to fame
A crack of a whip
Sets all things straight
yet will keep us bent
Forever
Until we break
The unwritten law
Of doubtlessly knowing
652 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 6:25am
22nd Mar 2012 6:25am
Man and his world
A glance
A flash
A world advance
To whom do we owe
This yielded oppose
For his conscious-es know
They all blabber
The end is near!
And man throws a dagger
STOP!
He says
Like a crimson robot top
I have no power over this...
A flash
A world advance
To whom do we owe
This yielded oppose
For his conscious-es know
They all blabber
The end is near!
And man throws a dagger
STOP!
He says
Like a crimson robot top
I have no power over this...
740 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 12:05pm
6th Mar 2012 12:05pm
Toska: A Field of Dreams
In a field where my dreams lead me to
A field of golden strands of grass
Flow and wave like yellow silk
In a soft, warm breeze
Bundles of grass dipped into velvet blue paint
Brushed and contrasted against a blue heaven
Leaps forward and lashes backwards
Without a flaw and is perfection
Beauty in such simplicity
As the wind howls and runs and weaves
Through these bodies of grain and grass
It waves and pushes to a new beginning
Of blue moons and rivers of sap
Where the sky has no color
And logic is mystery
Clouds of...
A field of golden strands of grass
Flow and wave like yellow silk
In a soft, warm breeze
Bundles of grass dipped into velvet blue paint
Brushed and contrasted against a blue heaven
Leaps forward and lashes backwards
Without a flaw and is perfection
Beauty in such simplicity
As the wind howls and runs and weaves
Through these bodies of grain and grass
It waves and pushes to a new beginning
Of blue moons and rivers of sap
Where the sky has no color
And logic is mystery
Clouds of...
867 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Mar 2012 1:50pm
4th Mar 2012 1:50pm
Mourn
Born..
Alive..
Dead.
At this end
We cry
We weep
We mourn
For them
Why?
No need
...
They are still alive
(The last sentence you can incorporate in your own way...)
Alive..
Dead.
At this end
We cry
We weep
We mourn
For them
Why?
No need
...
They are still alive
(The last sentence you can incorporate in your own way...)
742 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Feb 2012 3:37pm
16th Feb 2012 3:37pm
And Time Goes by...
A few days ago I was a child
I had no troubles, no strife
Fun and games was the life
I got endless care
and not a moment dull
A few days ago I was growing up
Puberty and knowledge started to invade
Minor traumas, simple sadness
I only wanted my kind
Young and stupid, like they say
A few days ago I grew up
Troubles, worries, stress and hope
Clogging my scattered mind
My job and money was the life
No more silly, little games
A few days ago I grew old and grey
All that's left are memories
Outside it's raining...
I had no troubles, no strife
Fun and games was the life
I got endless care
and not a moment dull
A few days ago I was growing up
Puberty and knowledge started to invade
Minor traumas, simple sadness
I only wanted my kind
Young and stupid, like they say
A few days ago I grew up
Troubles, worries, stress and hope
Clogging my scattered mind
My job and money was the life
No more silly, little games
A few days ago I grew old and grey
All that's left are memories
Outside it's raining...
873 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Feb 2012 10:43am
16th Feb 2012 10:43am
Rhododendron
So soft and pink
Blushed and blossomed
Cradled in the wind
And carried by a stem
Mother nature
Took care of you
Sweet Azaela
And a precious beauty
Was molded and painted
This is what
Reminds me of you
Blushed and blossomed
Cradled in the wind
And carried by a stem
Mother nature
Took care of you
Sweet Azaela
And a precious beauty
Was molded and painted
This is what
Reminds me of you
1238 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Feb 2012 12:27pm
12th Feb 2012 12:27pm
Valentine's Every Day
My dear love
One mere day
Is but a small gift
To express my love for you
Every day
Is my Valentine's day
When I'm with you
Because I love you
Every day
And
Every night
My heart beats for you
twenty-four seven
And not only
On Valentine's day
Love is spontaneous
So pure and heart throbbing
I don't need to be
Showered with gifts
Or bathed in rose petals
To fall in love with you
I am already yours forever
One mere day
Is but a small gift
To express my love for you
Every day
Is my Valentine's day
When I'm with you
Because I love you
Every day
And
Every night
My heart beats for you
twenty-four seven
And not only
On Valentine's day
Love is spontaneous
So pure and heart throbbing
I don't need to be
Showered with gifts
Or bathed in rose petals
To fall in love with you
I am already yours forever
1574 reads
9 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
12th Feb 2012 10:44am
12th Feb 2012 10:44am
Last Moment
So silent
Not even
A ticking clock
Nor a sound of hope
The air is still
What now?
Is it over?
Tears rolling
Down her radiant face
A clock
Stood still in time
Leaving him to
Hold his breathe
He wipes off
Her tears
Dripping
Falling
Bursting
Into broken ice
Nothing happens
It's over
Yet they wait
He looks at her
Thinking...
How beautiful a face
A heart of diamonds
Strong and pure
A last embrace
So passionate
A want to...
Not even
A ticking clock
Nor a sound of hope
The air is still
What now?
Is it over?
Tears rolling
Down her radiant face
A clock
Stood still in time
Leaving him to
Hold his breathe
He wipes off
Her tears
Dripping
Falling
Bursting
Into broken ice
Nothing happens
It's over
Yet they wait
He looks at her
Thinking...
How beautiful a face
A heart of diamonds
Strong and pure
A last embrace
So passionate
A want to...
734 reads
9 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
11th Feb 2012 7:03am
11th Feb 2012 7:03am
At Night they Visit the Most...
Just as night fades in
They come to bother me
In my dreams they would appear
And when I wake up
I can barely remember
But I know they are
In my room
At night
Standing right at my bedside
I know
They have questions
But I don't know how to answer them
Once they pushed down on my chest
And played with the door
I didn't want to breathe
Only flashes of remembrance
I don't want to see them
Don't go away
I need to overcome my fear
They come to bother me
In my dreams they would appear
And when I wake up
I can barely remember
But I know they are
In my room
At night
Standing right at my bedside
I know
They have questions
But I don't know how to answer them
Once they pushed down on my chest
And played with the door
I didn't want to breathe
Only flashes of remembrance
I don't want to see them
Don't go away
I need to overcome my fear
705 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2012 3:08pm
10th Feb 2012 3:08pm
Damn..
There's a song playing on the radio
It's reminding me
I have you
Pupils dilated and soft
Your love's
Just like a drug
The perfect moment
When you brush my hair
behind my bare shoulder
When I stare at you-
Not a sound
Yet.. I can hear every word
You say
That's when I noticed..
Damn-
I can't live without you
It's reminding me
I have you
Pupils dilated and soft
Your love's
Just like a drug
The perfect moment
When you brush my hair
behind my bare shoulder
When I stare at you-
Not a sound
Yet.. I can hear every word
You say
That's when I noticed..
Damn-
I can't live without you
777 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Feb 2012 8:43am
9th Feb 2012 8:43am
The Sex of Tongues
It speaks words
Of many a desire
But for now-
That's not important
First
Your lips will touch mine
And our tongues will reach out
Warm and soft
Slip into our mouths
The perfect touch
Lip-to-lip
Orally
You slip down your wet tongue
Down the line of my panting chest
And kiss each hip
Lower and lower-
Like a wet flame
My lips apart
Frozen, paused for that moment-
Finally breathing, panting
Again
Of many a desire
But for now-
That's not important
First
Your lips will touch mine
And our tongues will reach out
Warm and soft
Slip into our mouths
The perfect touch
Lip-to-lip
Orally
You slip down your wet tongue
Down the line of my panting chest
And kiss each hip
Lower and lower-
Like a wet flame
My lips apart
Frozen, paused for that moment-
Finally breathing, panting
Again
1688 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 5:32pm
8th Feb 2012 5:32pm
Luciferian Vampyrism
The true vampiric rite
The children of the dragon
The creators of infernal blizzards
We fear not mere silver
Or simple sun-rays raw
If you believe we do
So be it
But do not whisper..
you were not told
We have fallen
Like the Nephilim
To enjoy with thy
Sexual pleasures
Wooden stakes will stab us
Not cast our death nor beat us
Wooden crosses we will laugh at
What fools you are to believe
We'll feast from this silver goblet
A symbol of your...
Unwilling
Sacrifice
And...
The children of the dragon
The creators of infernal blizzards
We fear not mere silver
Or simple sun-rays raw
If you believe we do
So be it
But do not whisper..
you were not told
We have fallen
Like the Nephilim
To enjoy with thy
Sexual pleasures
Wooden stakes will stab us
Not cast our death nor beat us
Wooden crosses we will laugh at
What fools you are to believe
We'll feast from this silver goblet
A symbol of your...
Unwilling
Sacrifice
And...
1195 reads
4 Comments
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