Submissions by RiverLily
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing for years. A poet is only as good as her inspiration. i'm a member of the dark poetry community.But lately feeling uninspired..looking for positive feedback..or just honesty.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2014 9:11pm
27th Jan 2014 9:11pm
Plummet
perched upon the ledge
a head full of
venomous imperturbation
The subdued coryphee
wails within her head
banging cobwebbed boxes
along the corridors of
her mind...
Futile memories shoved up inside
soot and shadows
prove still destructible
to her
even with time..
daybreak overshadows the sky
eyelids sink shut
arms spread wide
flailing as though
caught under ocean tide..
Wind caught hair
thunderous roar
sky is not the ocean
and pavement...
a head full of
venomous imperturbation
The subdued coryphee
wails within her head
banging cobwebbed boxes
along the corridors of
her mind...
Futile memories shoved up inside
soot and shadows
prove still destructible
to her
even with time..
daybreak overshadows the sky
eyelids sink shut
arms spread wide
flailing as though
caught under ocean tide..
Wind caught hair
thunderous roar
sky is not the ocean
and pavement...
961 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Nov 2013 9:40pm
27th Nov 2013 9:40pm
Moscato
Frosty,
I sit in the mist of winters white
drown myself in crystalline spirits
dance on the shards
of someone not quite myself.
Misplace words
breakdown thoughts
dream of a tomorrow
I have not yet destroyed...
and
try to remember
where I have stored the pieces...
I sit in the mist of winters white
drown myself in crystalline spirits
dance on the shards
of someone not quite myself.
Misplace words
breakdown thoughts
dream of a tomorrow
I have not yet destroyed...
and
try to remember
where I have stored the pieces...
836 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Jul 2013 1:59am
9th Jul 2013 1:59am
Hanged
Paint a smile
with the
softest of brushes..
a blood stained
tragedy
you can call your
very own
masterpiece
Give it clear eyes
encircled in coal
a tear stained texture
Highlight porcelain
shadow in the
broken spaces
Breathe life into
the empty mess
you've created...
Give it nightmares
fractured emotions
fading glimpses of love...
When you tire of it
steal it's breath ...
with the
softest of brushes..
a blood stained
tragedy
you can call your
very own
masterpiece
Give it clear eyes
encircled in coal
a tear stained texture
Highlight porcelain
shadow in the
broken spaces
Breathe life into
the empty mess
you've created...
Give it nightmares
fractured emotions
fading glimpses of love...
When you tire of it
steal it's breath ...
781 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2013 11:00pm
25th Jun 2013 11:00pm
Mercurial shard
There was numbing
all consuming
it clutched like loss..
Encircled by laconism
it
reverberated within
my ears...
Words knotted
behind incarnadine lips
not fighting
to be spoken..
no affliction
just the consciousness
of something beginning
it was received with
Fervent acceptance..
There was no light
just starless obsidian
that settled heavy
upon the expanse
of oblivion.
I was nothing more than
a...
all consuming
it clutched like loss..
Encircled by laconism
it
reverberated within
my ears...
Words knotted
behind incarnadine lips
not fighting
to be spoken..
no affliction
just the consciousness
of something beginning
it was received with
Fervent acceptance..
There was no light
just starless obsidian
that settled heavy
upon the expanse
of oblivion.
I was nothing more than
a...
818 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Jun 2013 1:24am
24th Jun 2013 1:24am
Relapse
The mirror reflects empty
I'm left naked counting bones
The scale becomes a jail
and the bathroom becomes a home
emotions become useless
heart cracks
beneath nothing but stone
When you live your life
by numbers
it's guaranteed you'll die alone.
So many secrets
all must stay unknown
All the pain felt
must continue unshown..
Muscles on fire
body aches and groans
but none of this matters
so long as I can see
bones.
I'm left naked counting bones
The scale becomes a jail
and the bathroom becomes a home
emotions become useless
heart cracks
beneath nothing but stone
When you live your life
by numbers
it's guaranteed you'll die alone.
So many secrets
all must stay unknown
All the pain felt
must continue unshown..
Muscles on fire
body aches and groans
but none of this matters
so long as I can see
bones.
849 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2013 3:35pm
23rd Jun 2013 3:35pm
Helpless Intent (With RSWhitelock)
Savory, the soft flesh
lips part slightly
to release
A sigh, as
The delicious pink bud slips in
hand devours thigh,
Travels to the curve of hip,
Pulled close for a feast,
tucked beneath
The warmth of leg
heated breaths escape
incarnadine lips..
fingers graze
sweat glazed flesh,
boiling over with wanton need
arched back,
the body pleads
Thrust forward,
caress to feed
Turn over top,
tongue caressing tongue,
mingling beneath
a blonde veil,
speaking where
hard meets damp,
A slow...
lips part slightly
to release
A sigh, as
The delicious pink bud slips in
hand devours thigh,
Travels to the curve of hip,
Pulled close for a feast,
tucked beneath
The warmth of leg
heated breaths escape
incarnadine lips..
fingers graze
sweat glazed flesh,
boiling over with wanton need
arched back,
the body pleads
Thrust forward,
caress to feed
Turn over top,
tongue caressing tongue,
mingling beneath
a blonde veil,
speaking where
hard meets damp,
A slow...
888 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2013 3:07pm
23rd Jun 2013 3:07pm
Aerial Musing
As A adolescent
I cherished
observing my mother
administer her cosmetics..
Doing it so carefully
and
fervent
as though
she were painting
upon a canvas.
She'd assemble her
lengthy apricot hair
within a towel,
situate herself
in front of the
wooden vanity
in my bedroom..
plug the
curling iron in
and
set out
all her items
like an artist
preparing brushes..
Applying each
to her...
I cherished
observing my mother
administer her cosmetics..
Doing it so carefully
and
fervent
as though
she were painting
upon a canvas.
She'd assemble her
lengthy apricot hair
within a towel,
situate herself
in front of the
wooden vanity
in my bedroom..
plug the
curling iron in
and
set out
all her items
like an artist
preparing brushes..
Applying each
to her...
817 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2013 9:35pm
20th Jun 2013 9:35pm
Spring Showers
Storms moved in,
shading empyrean skies ashen.
Thunder cracks in the distance,
Trees dance
in the breeze
tiny tear drops
bathe city streets...
renewing the world
replenshing the earth.
brisk wind wisps through
forgotten windows
fluttering curtains
leaving a chill
within my bones
fog settles
like a soft blanket
birds splash about
singing in harmony
Resting in trees
puddles
and on wires..
Contented
and free.
shading empyrean skies ashen.
Thunder cracks in the distance,
Trees dance
in the breeze
tiny tear drops
bathe city streets...
renewing the world
replenshing the earth.
brisk wind wisps through
forgotten windows
fluttering curtains
leaving a chill
within my bones
fog settles
like a soft blanket
birds splash about
singing in harmony
Resting in trees
puddles
and on wires..
Contented
and free.
811 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jun 2013 9:34pm
20th Jun 2013 9:34pm
I Fought For You
I cared more about you,
than you cared about yourself
decisive love that only
a child could give..
I saw past all you flaws
your fixations
I disregarded you forsaking me
to endure a disconcerted life
I never quite understood...
I held you up on the highest
pedastal and called you father
I searched for you
and accepted what I had discovered
A demoralized man hell bent
on gambling away his life
track mark and crack pipes
I stood by your side...
snuggled into the scent of your leather...
than you cared about yourself
decisive love that only
a child could give..
I saw past all you flaws
your fixations
I disregarded you forsaking me
to endure a disconcerted life
I never quite understood...
I held you up on the highest
pedastal and called you father
I searched for you
and accepted what I had discovered
A demoralized man hell bent
on gambling away his life
track mark and crack pipes
I stood by your side...
snuggled into the scent of your leather...
1245 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Jun 2013 6:55pm
10th Jun 2013 6:55pm
Dream State Scarlet
It's Porcelain
stained sanguinary..
Closing your eyes
the water
rushing over
your face ..
The sound of it
sloshing around
is thunderous
It's like being
in the center of
an ocean
silent
except for the
roar of waves
nothing above except
the solace of never
ending sapphire skies
and
than the portiere of
ebony gradually lowering
Right before
you relinquish...
stained sanguinary..
Closing your eyes
the water
rushing over
your face ..
The sound of it
sloshing around
is thunderous
It's like being
in the center of
an ocean
silent
except for the
roar of waves
nothing above except
the solace of never
ending sapphire skies
and
than the portiere of
ebony gradually lowering
Right before
you relinquish...
849 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 11:22pm
8th Jun 2013 11:22pm
He Reminds Me Of Benzodiazepine
His emotions are lucent
somnolent
I lay across the bed
and listen as he articulates
life
My head concealed in the Solace of pillows
(he drones on....)
Sun casts over his features
highlighting imperfections..
(he reminds me of benzodiazepine.)
I giggle outloud
burrow my head deeper
into the pillows...
and
Conjure up daydreams.
somnolent
I lay across the bed
and listen as he articulates
life
My head concealed in the Solace of pillows
(he drones on....)
Sun casts over his features
highlighting imperfections..
(he reminds me of benzodiazepine.)
I giggle outloud
burrow my head deeper
into the pillows...
and
Conjure up daydreams.
797 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 00:42am
8th Jun 2013 00:42am
Everything is Ephemeral
Fact:
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
Fictitious:
I fell asleep in your arms,
listening to the beat in your chest.
Soft breathing
Gentle whispers
and
the caress of your fingers
dancing the length of my back.
Fact:
You're screaming in my face...
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
Fictitious:
I fell asleep in your arms,
listening to the beat in your chest.
Soft breathing
Gentle whispers
and
the caress of your fingers
dancing the length of my back.
Fact:
You're screaming in my face...
1145 reads
9 Comments
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