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.
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 00:36am
8th Jun 2013 00:36am
If You smell it, I'm smoking it
cloudy haze
Smokey daze
m
o
k
e
Dreams...
in blown glass.
Calm
h
i
l
Listening
to
life float by.
Welcoming numb
i
t
h
Open heArt
Open Arms
High
o
p
e
f
u
l
Loving
life
Cloudy daze
Smokey haze
m
o
k
i
n
g
Dreams in blown glass
r
i
Forever
Into
n
g
nothingness.
Soft lips
Gentle kiss
t...
Smokey daze
m
o
k
e
Dreams...
in blown glass.
Calm
h
i
l
Listening
to
life float by.
Welcoming numb
i
t
h
Open heArt
Open Arms
High
o
p
e
f
u
l
Loving
life
Cloudy daze
Smokey haze
m
o
k
i
n
g
Dreams in blown glass
r
i
Forever
Into
n
g
nothingness.
Soft lips
Gentle kiss
t...
920 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jun 2013 1:35pm
7th Jun 2013 1:35pm
Sadness Sets In The East
The Days and evenings
become
Boiling
clammy
Smothering
Leaving a sticky glaze
To lay against
Bare skin.
The sun
Reminds
Me of
The lonely
Night wishes
I cast out upon stars…
The sun and I
Have never been much of friends
Smiling mouth
Of yellow
Heat
Leaves me dizzy
Light
And drained.
So...
We rest in bed
Making love
Lazily blowing ribbons of smoke
To dance...
become
Boiling
clammy
Smothering
Leaving a sticky glaze
To lay against
Bare skin.
The sun
Reminds
Me of
The lonely
Night wishes
I cast out upon stars…
The sun and I
Have never been much of friends
Smiling mouth
Of yellow
Heat
Leaves me dizzy
Light
And drained.
So...
We rest in bed
Making love
Lazily blowing ribbons of smoke
To dance...
695 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jun 2013 1:33pm
7th Jun 2013 1:33pm
Heat Sick
I've grown tiered of the sun
It's golden
glowing warmth
shimmering
shinning
Leaving traces of freckles
to decorate my shoulders.
It's burning heat
caramelizing porcelain.
It's golden
glowing warmth
shimmering
shinning
Leaving traces of freckles
to decorate my shoulders.
It's burning heat
caramelizing porcelain.
651 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2013 1:56am
7th Jun 2013 1:56am
Dreams Lay Cold At The Bottom Of Forgotten DustBins
The start...
mellow
a cool
gentle
pitter patter
of
falling
raindrops..
lullaby
soothed
calmed
and contented
enveloped
stone roses
in warmth...
and light..
nurtured.
my soul painted in water color
placed on display.
Tripping on
storm clouds.
...
mellow
a cool
gentle
pitter patter
of
falling
raindrops..
lullaby
soothed
calmed
and contented
enveloped
stone roses
in warmth...
and light..
nurtured.
my soul painted in water color
placed on display.
Tripping on
storm clouds.
...
610 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2013 00:11am
7th Jun 2013 00:11am
Apocryphal Love
If I had deluded you
would it have been more preferable?
Would we carry forward
persevere
with the weight
of deception
hanging heavy upon our hearts..
apocryphal love
is fool's paradise
painted upon pages,
a selfish spewing of words
created to capture
something
that has never been there.
How far can you're delusions carry you?
Would you have contentedly stumbled
in the arms of that which did not
want you?
I'd kiss your soul,
buzzing saccharine deceit..
only to cast you...
would it have been more preferable?
Would we carry forward
persevere
with the weight
of deception
hanging heavy upon our hearts..
apocryphal love
is fool's paradise
painted upon pages,
a selfish spewing of words
created to capture
something
that has never been there.
How far can you're delusions carry you?
Would you have contentedly stumbled
in the arms of that which did not
want you?
I'd kiss your soul,
buzzing saccharine deceit..
only to cast you...
904 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jun 2013 5:56pm
5th Jun 2013 5:56pm
Ocean Depths
The sun fades to pink,
the last light of day streams through windows
painting the walls Rose dust golden
The tree's sigh
crickets sing
The hour is none
I listen to the endless tic-toc of the clock
the wind
and
his breathing
A burnt orange sky crumples
the moon lazily sleeps
above the horizon
it teases the shadows
and
leaves his tumbled hair
in silver tendrils
Casts oceans in the depths of his eyes
I repress a shiver
trail fingers down the length of his torso
and leave...
the last light of day streams through windows
painting the walls Rose dust golden
The tree's sigh
crickets sing
The hour is none
I listen to the endless tic-toc of the clock
the wind
and
his breathing
A burnt orange sky crumples
the moon lazily sleeps
above the horizon
it teases the shadows
and
leaves his tumbled hair
in silver tendrils
Casts oceans in the depths of his eyes
I repress a shiver
trail fingers down the length of his torso
and leave...
765 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2013 11:38pm
2nd Jun 2013 11:38pm
Splinters
Theres heartache in the space between us,
emptiness laying heavier than
your name on my heart.
When your arms encircle me late at night,
who are you holding?
Is it the fractured bits of who I was before
the world crashed around us..
or
is it the ghost of another?
Does the scent of her fill
your senses while you sleep..
while I cry..
Is her sweat painted on your skin..
her love on your heart..
What of me
am I too broken these days
too soiled
...
emptiness laying heavier than
your name on my heart.
When your arms encircle me late at night,
who are you holding?
Is it the fractured bits of who I was before
the world crashed around us..
or
is it the ghost of another?
Does the scent of her fill
your senses while you sleep..
while I cry..
Is her sweat painted on your skin..
her love on your heart..
What of me
am I too broken these days
too soiled
...
721 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th May 2013 1:57am
11th May 2013 1:57am
Penguins,Swans, and Mind Recordings
Brume spreads densely
Ashen angora
Cloaking
Lowlands.
Bare bones rattle
As icy breezes
dance
Throughout
there tops.
Heaven cries the earth wet.
I hug myself in attempt
To contain the warmth.
Situated upon
a plastic chair
I watch through
blinded
Windows as
life moves
Without me.
Penguins with ties
And
Briefcases
buzzing around
Like obliterated animals.
Swans in leggings
Failing to remember
There black beneath
The surface.
I'm...
Ashen angora
Cloaking
Lowlands.
Bare bones rattle
As icy breezes
dance
Throughout
there tops.
Heaven cries the earth wet.
I hug myself in attempt
To contain the warmth.
Situated upon
a plastic chair
I watch through
blinded
Windows as
life moves
Without me.
Penguins with ties
And
Briefcases
buzzing around
Like obliterated animals.
Swans in leggings
Failing to remember
There black beneath
The surface.
I'm...
794 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th May 2013 5:59pm
10th May 2013 5:59pm
Drifting Dreamer
Brokedown dreaming
softy drifting out to sea
Sunlight shifting
gently mocking me
cloud burst diamonds
tears trickle gold
are there any lessons left to learn
or am I just getting old?
Worlds quietly dying
and in here its only me..
Drifting out I close my eyes
and let the sea swallow me.
softy drifting out to sea
Sunlight shifting
gently mocking me
cloud burst diamonds
tears trickle gold
are there any lessons left to learn
or am I just getting old?
Worlds quietly dying
and in here its only me..
Drifting out I close my eyes
and let the sea swallow me.
625 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Apr 2013 9:04pm
20th Apr 2013 9:04pm
Tree Nympth
She's perched
within a tree.
Limbs tangled about
Branches..
hair billowed around
Her face.
Reminding me
of mythical beings
And forest nymphs.
I envision hushed
spring breezes
tickling her face,
Skimming bare legs.
A coy smile
as she smoothes
hair from her eyes.
Soft eyes
I'd imagine
Mossy..
Perhaps fawn.
Bare feet..
Delicate aurelian anklets
adorned with
tinkling charms
Would do her justice ..
They'd probably...
within a tree.
Limbs tangled about
Branches..
hair billowed around
Her face.
Reminding me
of mythical beings
And forest nymphs.
I envision hushed
spring breezes
tickling her face,
Skimming bare legs.
A coy smile
as she smoothes
hair from her eyes.
Soft eyes
I'd imagine
Mossy..
Perhaps fawn.
Bare feet..
Delicate aurelian anklets
adorned with
tinkling charms
Would do her justice ..
They'd probably...
765 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Mar 2013 5:44pm
12th Mar 2013 5:44pm
Golden
Hushed armies
dancing within the
light..
Luminous sunlit
patterns
illuminating
everything
they touch..
In the light we are golden.
Immaculate.
We are free..
to Breathe easy...
No longer
caged within bones.
We have won.
dancing within the
light..
Luminous sunlit
patterns
illuminating
everything
they touch..
In the light we are golden.
Immaculate.
We are free..
to Breathe easy...
No longer
caged within bones.
We have won.
634 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2013 4:27pm
7th Mar 2013 4:27pm
Created For Disaster
We topple off the edge..
crumble at the cliff
break with the weight,
of things heavier than
our hearts..
Dream big
and
cry for the loss..
excel and falter...
fly to fall..
like a ballet in motion
a beautiful tragedy
We are created for disaster.
crumble at the cliff
break with the weight,
of things heavier than
our hearts..
Dream big
and
cry for the loss..
excel and falter...
fly to fall..
like a ballet in motion
a beautiful tragedy
We are created for disaster.
751 reads
6 Comments
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