Submissions by Riotgirl (Slytly)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2025 3:00pm
19th Jan 2025 3:00pm
Just Us
Chillin' in the park, talking after dark.
Lights start to fade, not a second I would trade.
Saturday night vibes, sweet talks till sunrise.
World fades away, with a little sway.
Just being us, ain't no rush.
Together’s all we need, feelin' free.
When you're not here, can't breathe, my dear.
Heart skips a beat, you make it feel complete.
Seeing what they miss in your eyes, pure bliss.
Caught in love's sweet trance, lost in our dance.
Just being us, ain't no rush.
Together’s all we need, feelin' free.
Seeing...
Lights start to fade, not a second I would trade.
Saturday night vibes, sweet talks till sunrise.
World fades away, with a little sway.
Just being us, ain't no rush.
Together’s all we need, feelin' free.
When you're not here, can't breathe, my dear.
Heart skips a beat, you make it feel complete.
Seeing what they miss in your eyes, pure bliss.
Caught in love's sweet trance, lost in our dance.
Just being us, ain't no rush.
Together’s all we need, feelin' free.
Seeing...
#dating
#FallingInLove
#ILoveYou
#love
#romantic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Jan 2025 2:44pm
19th Jan 2025 2:44pm
Hush
My heart misses a beat
One infinitely long second of silence
The world falls away and I'm lost in a daze
Then... Heat
Sound crashes back with the roar of
My pulse racing, blood rushing
My thighs clench tight
I bite my lip to cage my sigh
If I can just keep quiet
No one will see my
Blush
One infinitely long second of silence
The world falls away and I'm lost in a daze
Then... Heat
Sound crashes back with the roar of
My pulse racing, blood rushing
My thighs clench tight
I bite my lip to cage my sigh
If I can just keep quiet
No one will see my
Blush
#love
#lust
#sensual #temptation
#sensual #temptation
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Dec 2024 5:45pm
29th Dec 2024 5:45pm
Neglected
Oh, sleep, your mistress, I see she’s won,
While I sit here, the NEGLECTED one.
Drooling on pillows, what a display—
Is this your idea of foreplay?
You pick your bed, so soft, so still,
While I bring fire, excitement, and thrill.
But no, you snore like a lumbering beast,
Ignoring the fact I’m the real feast.
Dream on, genius, enjoy your rest,
Because clearly, effort’s not your best.
I could’ve been laughing, dazzling, divine,
But no—your loyalty dies with bedtime.
Next time I call, and you...
While I sit here, the NEGLECTED one.
Drooling on pillows, what a display—
Is this your idea of foreplay?
You pick your bed, so soft, so still,
While I bring fire, excitement, and thrill.
But no, you snore like a lumbering beast,
Ignoring the fact I’m the real feast.
Dream on, genius, enjoy your rest,
Because clearly, effort’s not your best.
I could’ve been laughing, dazzling, divine,
But no—your loyalty dies with bedtime.
Next time I call, and you...
#boyfriend
#dating
#obsession
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
9th Sep 2024 5:25pm
9th Sep 2024 5:25pm
The Study of Devotion
Chapter 2
Evangeline's unease grew as, over the next few days, she continued to see the man in the hoodie. He was often near Cindy's, but never interacted with her or anyone else in a notable way. She noticed that he seemed to appear in the strangest places: around the coffee shop, or when she was walking down certain streets. Each time she glanced up, there he was, blending seamlessly into the background of her daily life. It was as though he had become a part of her routine, an unsettling fixture she couldn’t ignore. Had he always been there? Was she just noticing him now?
...
Evangeline's unease grew as, over the next few days, she continued to see the man in the hoodie. He was often near Cindy's, but never interacted with her or anyone else in a notable way. She noticed that he seemed to appear in the strangest places: around the coffee shop, or when she was walking down certain streets. Each time she glanced up, there he was, blending seamlessly into the background of her daily life. It was as though he had become a part of her routine, an unsettling fixture she couldn’t ignore. Had he always been there? Was she just noticing him now?
...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
9th Sep 2024 4:12pm
9th Sep 2024 4:12pm
The Study of Devotion
Chapter 1
The soft glow of dawn filtered through the dorm room window, and the jarring buzz of the alarm clock snapped Evangeline from her dream. She let out a groan that morphed into a yawn, then stretched. Rolling over, she stared at her ceiling for a good 15 minutes before her stomach growled, urging her into action. She got up, set her coffee pot to brew, and hurried off to shower. After dressing, she settled down with a bowl of cereal and a cup of hot coffee in her favorite mug, running her fingers through her cascading waves of brown hair and tucking a few stubborn strands...
The soft glow of dawn filtered through the dorm room window, and the jarring buzz of the alarm clock snapped Evangeline from her dream. She let out a groan that morphed into a yawn, then stretched. Rolling over, she stared at her ceiling for a good 15 minutes before her stomach growled, urging her into action. She got up, set her coffee pot to brew, and hurried off to shower. After dressing, she settled down with a bowl of cereal and a cup of hot coffee in her favorite mug, running her fingers through her cascading waves of brown hair and tucking a few stubborn strands...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Feb 2024 3:04pm
1st Feb 2024 3:04pm
Undertow
life's like a bleak winter wasteland
so i paint myself an ocean
with crimson splashes of pooling blood
its Silent here in this place
the darkness of night beats back memory
of hope on horizon rising
i used to dance through daydreams
of joy and beauty and peace
now all i do is sleepwalk through nightmares
the Silence screams ruthless condemnation
Death's demands blessedly whispered
for all my imagined sins, atone
so i paint myself an ocean
with crimson splashes of cooling blood
and i...
so i paint myself an ocean
with crimson splashes of pooling blood
its Silent here in this place
the darkness of night beats back memory
of hope on horizon rising
i used to dance through daydreams
of joy and beauty and peace
now all i do is sleepwalk through nightmares
the Silence screams ruthless condemnation
Death's demands blessedly whispered
for all my imagined sins, atone
so i paint myself an ocean
with crimson splashes of cooling blood
and i...
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#suicide
#despair
#emptiness
374 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Jan 2024 7:14am
31st Jan 2024 7:14am
simplistically implicit
Velvet tease
Wordless pleas
Fluid embrace
Quicken pace
Merciless take
Desperate ache
Blissful pain
Submission gain
Climax won
She's done
Wordless pleas
Fluid embrace
Quicken pace
Merciless take
Desperate ache
Blissful pain
Submission gain
Climax won
She's done
#erotic
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Nov 2016 11:50pm
27th Nov 2016 11:50pm
Asunder
As you spoke I felt your words
Delving into my core
Grasping, clutching
Freezing my heart
Shatters
As you spoke I felt your words
Like a hurricane
Ripping my soul asunder
the waves crashing over
Dragging me down to darkest depths
As you spoke
the world went silent
Lulling me to dreamless sleep
I felt your words
As I went numb
This is the end.
Delving into my core
Grasping, clutching
Freezing my heart
Shatters
As you spoke I felt your words
Like a hurricane
Ripping my soul asunder
the waves crashing over
Dragging me down to darkest depths
As you spoke
the world went silent
Lulling me to dreamless sleep
I felt your words
As I went numb
This is the end.
1106 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Aug 2016 8:28am
11th Aug 2016 8:28am
You Possess
You
Silken
voice spinning me
round and round
Arousal
quaking world
turn me upside down
Tantalizing
touch stroke deep
bring gasp
Animal
awoke provoked
words like woven web
Need
unleashed urgent
greed for passions you
possess
Silken
voice spinning me
round and round
Arousal
quaking world
turn me upside down
Tantalizing
touch stroke deep
bring gasp
Animal
awoke provoked
words like woven web
Need
unleashed urgent
greed for passions you
possess
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2016 6:41pm
26th Apr 2016 6:41pm
I Can't Sleep
I can't believe what you say, you see.
shimmering splinters litter my house.
Can't stand to see my own reflection,
Desperately trying to get through to you.
I am something worse than nothing,
I am vile and twisted -
Caged within fleshy prison.
Riot - fighting to be free.
I abhor even the sight of me.
I tried to get through to you,
To make you understand -
There's nothing I hate more in this life, than the person that I am.
Hammer wielded with explosive rage -
Shattering mirrors to hide my shame,
Fragmented soul reflecting...
shimmering splinters litter my house.
Can't stand to see my own reflection,
Desperately trying to get through to you.
I am something worse than nothing,
I am vile and twisted -
Caged within fleshy prison.
Riot - fighting to be free.
I abhor even the sight of me.
I tried to get through to you,
To make you understand -
There's nothing I hate more in this life, than the person that I am.
Hammer wielded with explosive rage -
Shattering mirrors to hide my shame,
Fragmented soul reflecting...
939 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Apr 2016 1:04am
4th Apr 2016 1:04am
Instructions for a Slave Part 5: My Lovers in the Womb Collab(Calamitygin, Goldenmyst, and Riotgirl)
Instructions for a Slave Part 5: My Lovers in the Womb
I prepare Dove’s bath with care as Mistress Jen asked, but also in thanks. This Dove brings out a strong desire in me to nurture and care. She is a rare flower, and I have plucked her from the home of her garden. I add soothing scented oils and light candles to relax her. I have not been alone with this lovely creature. I wish to make her as comfortable as possible. She has given me her most precious gift. I want to handle her with delicate care. She walks in..a vision.
“You look delicate, like a sparrow. Tell me...
I prepare Dove’s bath with care as Mistress Jen asked, but also in thanks. This Dove brings out a strong desire in me to nurture and care. She is a rare flower, and I have plucked her from the home of her garden. I add soothing scented oils and light candles to relax her. I have not been alone with this lovely creature. I wish to make her as comfortable as possible. She has given me her most precious gift. I want to handle her with delicate care. She walks in..a vision.
“You look delicate, like a sparrow. Tell me...
1032 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Mar 2016 10:14pm
21st Mar 2016 10:14pm
that blanket
I see you lying there, my precious one.
Wild red hair- fine as silk
Frame you're beautiful face.
slender fingers grip that blanket
Holding it close.
And I remember
Watching that blanket take shape
Waiting in the doctors office
Click, click, click- needles tapping rhythmically
Listening to the nurse tell me
Everything was fine.
And I remember
Draping that blanket
across my tummy each night
Singing, laughing, telling stories
And I remember
Screaming while I held that blanket
Begging for it to stop
Praying for...
Wild red hair- fine as silk
Frame you're beautiful face.
slender fingers grip that blanket
Holding it close.
And I remember
Watching that blanket take shape
Waiting in the doctors office
Click, click, click- needles tapping rhythmically
Listening to the nurse tell me
Everything was fine.
And I remember
Draping that blanket
across my tummy each night
Singing, laughing, telling stories
And I remember
Screaming while I held that blanket
Begging for it to stop
Praying for...
1100 reads
15 Comments
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