Submissions by SatInUGal (Kumar)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Concision and Paradox are my weapons of choice. I'm a haiku fiend and an imagist.
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Jan 2016 6:15pm
14th Jan 2016 6:15pm
THAT TIME
I wish we had finished
The conversation
We were having
With our bodies
The conversation
We were having
With our bodies
1105 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Jan 2016 00:00am
14th Jan 2016 00:00am
ACCESS
Oh man I wish I had some dirty memories of you to hang on to now
Legal tender
Granting access to
The parts of me
That have felt too clean
Pheromones and smells
Slick and tender
Glistening textures
And urgent urgent feelings
Legal tender
Granting access to
The parts of me
That have felt too clean
Pheromones and smells
Slick and tender
Glistening textures
And urgent urgent feelings
719 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2016 11:05pm
13th Jan 2016 11:05pm
TO BE TAKEN LITERALLY
Seen on today's hike:
Higher level consciousness
Sprouting from bullshit
Higher level consciousness
Sprouting from bullshit
709 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jan 2016 3:30am
11th Jan 2016 3:30am
SHOTGUN BLAST
With the shotgun blast
Of love that came from your tongue,
I was blown away
Of love that came from your tongue,
I was blown away
814 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2016 7:39am
6th Jan 2016 7:39am
DEAR ANNE
Dear downstairs Anne
This fifth of Jan,
The noise you hear of nighttime tromping
Is not a herd of horses clomping,
Just a household walking around
Trying hard to not make a sound.
And when you text us in the morn
It tends to raise in us some scorn
Because we try so hard for you
But feel there's nothing we can do.
For one, the fire must keep going
Or we'll feel like it's been snowing;
For two, we adults need bathroom breaks
That must to you sound like earthquakes;
For three, these floors are not...
This fifth of Jan,
The noise you hear of nighttime tromping
Is not a herd of horses clomping,
Just a household walking around
Trying hard to not make a sound.
And when you text us in the morn
It tends to raise in us some scorn
Because we try so hard for you
But feel there's nothing we can do.
For one, the fire must keep going
Or we'll feel like it's been snowing;
For two, we adults need bathroom breaks
That must to you sound like earthquakes;
For three, these floors are not...
658 reads
0 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Jan 2016 6:09am
6th Jan 2016 6:09am
BY THE MOUTH OF THE WHORE
To those whose words would slaughter me,
Your virtue's broken pottery;
You honor not my sacrifice-
By night your maid, by day a vice
That never sates your appetites;
Know this: my powers I constrain
For if you wish to cause me pain
My teeth may open up that vein
(And stain your pretty porcelain).
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Note: this is a variation on a previous poem published here
Your virtue's broken pottery;
You honor not my sacrifice-
By night your maid, by day a vice
That never sates your appetites;
Know this: my powers I constrain
For if you wish to cause me pain
My teeth may open up that vein
(And stain your pretty porcelain).
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Note: this is a variation on a previous poem published here
698 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 10:37pm
4th Jan 2016 10:37pm
ROCKS OFF
I finally got
Those rocks off me-
Who knew they were
So damn heavy?
Those rocks off me-
Who knew they were
So damn heavy?
623 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 10:34pm
4th Jan 2016 10:34pm
WHORE
To those who take my name in vain
Your virtue's made of porcelain
You honor not my sacrifice
By night your maid, by day your vice
I symbolize your sellout type
Yet you seek out my bosom ripe
I command your full attention
Still you want me in detention
This work is the most honest job
That sanctity is what you rob
Know this: I do constrain my powers
Whilst your appetite devours
And if you wish to cause me pain
"May I engorge your potent vein?"
Your virtue's made of porcelain
You honor not my sacrifice
By night your maid, by day your vice
I symbolize your sellout type
Yet you seek out my bosom ripe
I command your full attention
Still you want me in detention
This work is the most honest job
That sanctity is what you rob
Know this: I do constrain my powers
Whilst your appetite devours
And if you wish to cause me pain
"May I engorge your potent vein?"
791 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 2:33pm
4th Jan 2016 2:33pm
WASTED, PASTED SPACE
I lay
A Milky Way
Across this darkness
Seeds of lust
Life from stardust
My very own Big Bang
A Milky Way
Across this darkness
Seeds of lust
Life from stardust
My very own Big Bang
637 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 2:30pm
4th Jan 2016 2:30pm
SWEET TOOTH
Flossing my teeth
I release
The unmistakable taste
Of you
How this could be
I know not
It's been days since
You were in my mouth
But I am glad
For the reminder
And for your sweet nectar
No longer threatening my gums
I release
The unmistakable taste
Of you
How this could be
I know not
It's been days since
You were in my mouth
But I am glad
For the reminder
And for your sweet nectar
No longer threatening my gums
1133 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jan 2016 6:23am
4th Jan 2016 6:23am
COOLER HEAD
Almost psychotic
With sexual frustration
I pop- then I'm fine
So many damn times
I've almost destroyed my life
For a quick sex fix
I think this is why
I can relate with the
Cuban Missile Crisis
With sexual frustration
I pop- then I'm fine
So many damn times
I've almost destroyed my life
For a quick sex fix
I think this is why
I can relate with the
Cuban Missile Crisis
708 reads
4 Comments
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