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!
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
8th Feb 2012 3:20pm
8th Feb 2012 3:20pm
Rhys' Most Prized Possession
The moon was shining as they walked through the field and the tall, dry grass was brushing against Claudia's dress. Rhys held her right hand and she tried to push the grass reeves out of the way with the other.
In the distance she saw a flashing light and wondered what it could be. It was dark and she could barely see far ahead, even with the flashlight's help.
Soon she felt the sand settle underneath her dainty feet and she realized they were walking along the shoreline.
Rhys would constantly look back at her with his gleaming eyes in the moonlight and give her a...
In the distance she saw a flashing light and wondered what it could be. It was dark and she could barely see far ahead, even with the flashlight's help.
Soon she felt the sand settle underneath her dainty feet and she realized they were walking along the shoreline.
Rhys would constantly look back at her with his gleaming eyes in the moonlight and give her a...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 4:29am
8th Feb 2012 4:29am
S.I.N.: Sex Is Natural
It's what we do
You can't hide from it
That's the ugly truth
We all try to hide
It's a scandal
It's immature
It's immoral
Oh, when will you see
That it's
Only natural
It's kinky sometimes
And it's pure at times
But hey, we are what we are
Embrace it
Religions and cultures
Some say it's bad
Before marriage
Others say it's a
Do it ALL you want- Buffet
I'm not telling you
what to do
You be the judge
And do as
YOU please
If you feel it's right
Then goddammit it's right!
You can't hide from it
That's the ugly truth
We all try to hide
It's a scandal
It's immature
It's immoral
Oh, when will you see
That it's
Only natural
It's kinky sometimes
And it's pure at times
But hey, we are what we are
Embrace it
Religions and cultures
Some say it's bad
Before marriage
Others say it's a
Do it ALL you want- Buffet
I'm not telling you
what to do
You be the judge
And do as
YOU please
If you feel it's right
Then goddammit it's right!
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Feb 2012 12:41pm
7th Feb 2012 12:41pm
Self Righteous Words
Alas, sweet soul
Mumbled words cure less an ear
Than uttered from the heart
It satisfy the wind
As a lust for mutiny
Gather your swords and crossbows
Burn them down to Hades
And let this poor creature speak
Like a triumphant chariot rise
All should be heard
Right to the end
A pillar stands strong
In a dense, angry crowd
Mumbled words cure less an ear
Than uttered from the heart
It satisfy the wind
As a lust for mutiny
Gather your swords and crossbows
Burn them down to Hades
And let this poor creature speak
Like a triumphant chariot rise
All should be heard
Right to the end
A pillar stands strong
In a dense, angry crowd
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EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Feb 2012 9:25am
7th Feb 2012 9:25am
Erratic
A misconception
Stop this erratic
behavior
Stop being so erotic
Won't you unzip my tight jeans?
I'm not being erratic
Just kiss me on the forehead
Now that's not erotic
Don't you like the corset I'm wearing?
It's life, not erratic
Untie the red lace ribbon
Oh wait... Red is erotic
But
You want it
You like it
So take it
It's yours
My waist is slender
Not wide and erratic
My breasts are round
Not large and erotic
It's all au naturel
Perfect for you
Only for you
Because...
Stop this erratic
behavior
Stop being so erotic
Won't you unzip my tight jeans?
I'm not being erratic
Just kiss me on the forehead
Now that's not erotic
Don't you like the corset I'm wearing?
It's life, not erratic
Untie the red lace ribbon
Oh wait... Red is erotic
But
You want it
You like it
So take it
It's yours
My waist is slender
Not wide and erratic
My breasts are round
Not large and erotic
It's all au naturel
Perfect for you
Only for you
Because...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Feb 2012 9:28am
6th Feb 2012 9:28am
Blou Skoenlapper
Helder blou vlerke
Klap en waai
Soos dit deur die wind
Endloos sweef-
Deur jou oë
Is lewe maar net daar
In jou begryping
Om te benut en te verdwyn
Wanneer die einde kom
Raak helder vlerke dof
En klap en waai nie weer
Nog ‘n droom
Weg geval
Klap en waai
Soos dit deur die wind
Endloos sweef-
Deur jou oë
Is lewe maar net daar
In jou begryping
Om te benut en te verdwyn
Wanneer die einde kom
Raak helder vlerke dof
En klap en waai nie weer
Nog ‘n droom
Weg geval
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2012 9:27am
6th Feb 2012 9:27am
Bitter Sweet
When you held me in your arms
I used to fall asleep
But now all I feel is the cold air
Breathing over my curved spine
You with your warm smile
You with your delicate hands
When you touched me
A thousand stars would fall
When you whispered to me
A silence would drift through the night
You with your soft heart
You with your love
A ring you gave undoubtedly
For years it stayed without a fade
Time has great power
Something that we think of everyday
You with your silenced tears
You with...
I used to fall asleep
But now all I feel is the cold air
Breathing over my curved spine
You with your warm smile
You with your delicate hands
When you touched me
A thousand stars would fall
When you whispered to me
A silence would drift through the night
You with your soft heart
You with your love
A ring you gave undoubtedly
For years it stayed without a fade
Time has great power
Something that we think of everyday
You with your silenced tears
You with...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jan 2012 11:37am
27th Jan 2012 11:37am
This Despair
When, when I saw you
My lips began to ramble
Shiver
Wanting to scream your name
I, I couldn't have you
My skin began to linger
Waiting
For your warm, caressing touch
Why? Why did I see you?
My eyes filled with tears
Filled
With despair and grief
You were everything
I ever wanted
All I needed
But when I lost you...
When you weren't there
To wipe away my tears
Before I could even touch you
I could feel it...
Softly coming
I could hear it...
A warm, blood filled
crystal heart...
My lips began to ramble
Shiver
Wanting to scream your name
I, I couldn't have you
My skin began to linger
Waiting
For your warm, caressing touch
Why? Why did I see you?
My eyes filled with tears
Filled
With despair and grief
You were everything
I ever wanted
All I needed
But when I lost you...
When you weren't there
To wipe away my tears
Before I could even touch you
I could feel it...
Softly coming
I could hear it...
A warm, blood filled
crystal heart...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Jan 2012 6:45pm
15th Jan 2012 6:45pm
Self-Therapy session
When I start to fade from bright to dull
And the flame inside my soul starts to die
I lose control over will-power and hysteria
The tears inside me starts to flow
And those voices in my head
When they say:
"I love you"
Makes it even worse
Why should I try
If in the end
It's all for nothing
Or all for something worthless
And the flame inside my soul starts to die
I lose control over will-power and hysteria
The tears inside me starts to flow
And those voices in my head
When they say:
"I love you"
Makes it even worse
Why should I try
If in the end
It's all for nothing
Or all for something worthless
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Jan 2012 7:45am
12th Jan 2012 7:45am
Why so damn emo?!
Oh my word how much I despise these people! Calling themselves "emo". Emo isn't even a real word. "Emo" is short for emotional.
Where's the time when teenagers just enjoyed living, being rebellious! Nowadays certain teens, if they don't get their way or if life seems so unbearable... they throw a more mature version of a so called tantrum. Threatening to commit suicide.. oh please.
And then why the hell do they cut their arms! "I like the pain." Lol no, no, no.. That's simply a psychological problem you have.
I might seem unreasonable....
Where's the time when teenagers just enjoyed living, being rebellious! Nowadays certain teens, if they don't get their way or if life seems so unbearable... they throw a more mature version of a so called tantrum. Threatening to commit suicide.. oh please.
And then why the hell do they cut their arms! "I like the pain." Lol no, no, no.. That's simply a psychological problem you have.
I might seem unreasonable....
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jan 2012 10:26am
11th Jan 2012 10:26am
Kinky Innocence
The way she giggles
It’s almost offensive... yet so innocent
Oh yes, how seductive
Laughter escaping from her luscious, rosy lips
She tempts me so
Her stilettos sexualizes her long, tanned legs
Skin glowing, lingering with lust
With her warm hands she rubs down from my chest
And the tingling feeling surges through me
Her tiny, curvy waist
Almost surreal
My hands can surround it...
It’s almost offensive... yet so innocent
Oh yes, how seductive
Laughter escaping from her luscious, rosy lips
She tempts me so
Her stilettos sexualizes her long, tanned legs
Skin glowing, lingering with lust
With her warm hands she rubs down from my chest
And the tingling feeling surges through me
Her tiny, curvy waist
Almost surreal
My hands can surround it...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2012 7:34am
11th Jan 2012 7:34am
Sickly Loved
I couldn't stop it
I wanted it more
Come, insanity!
It keeps me calm
It keeps me sane-
Flesh under my nails
I grated off his back
He didn't stop the pain-
He wanted it
So sadistic and eager
He ripped the hair
Out of my skull
Blood running down
my shivering cheeks
Screams stopped now
Pushing me down
on the dirty floor
I don't stop to think
To warn
To whisper
I ripped out his throat
Just like that
With blood spewing
like a fountain of life
Drained...
My tears start to...
I wanted it more
Come, insanity!
It keeps me calm
It keeps me sane-
Flesh under my nails
I grated off his back
He didn't stop the pain-
He wanted it
So sadistic and eager
He ripped the hair
Out of my skull
Blood running down
my shivering cheeks
Screams stopped now
Pushing me down
on the dirty floor
I don't stop to think
To warn
To whisper
I ripped out his throat
Just like that
With blood spewing
like a fountain of life
Drained...
My tears start to...
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2012 4:16pm
10th Jan 2012 4:16pm
Jaded Forest
Where reality blurs with dreams
I find myself distressed
Like a scattered star fallen in the dark
Its glittering pride softly fading
In this jaded forest
With quiet breezes echoing off each leaf
A deafening screech of silence
Indeed I’m lost...
But you see, I was never found
All I do is search
For answers I possibly only know
We differ like yin and yan
Water and earth
Fire and ice
So different
I cannot depend on you for my answers
I shall ponder in my own thoughts
Travel in my realm of what I believe
And...
I find myself distressed
Like a scattered star fallen in the dark
Its glittering pride softly fading
In this jaded forest
With quiet breezes echoing off each leaf
A deafening screech of silence
Indeed I’m lost...
But you see, I was never found
All I do is search
For answers I possibly only know
We differ like yin and yan
Water and earth
Fire and ice
So different
I cannot depend on you for my answers
I shall ponder in my own thoughts
Travel in my realm of what I believe
And...
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