Submissions by Savaja
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I explore the erotic world, sensuality, and whatever other topics shimmer and dance through my brain. Life is full of passion and we should not fear to be who we are wholly.
Knots
Mayhap
Sometimes
Pain doesn’t leave that easily
It gets
B D
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Sometimes
Pain doesn’t leave that easily
It gets
B D
U E
R I
D
E
E ...
1106 reads
9 Comments
Under siege
Neverending hell
Sisyphus and shit
Madness looms
Incipience
Endless lifecycles
Drosophilidae
Tephritidae
Overrun
Alien invasions
Is that us
Or them?
Carry on with the march
Monomorium minimum
Armies of invaders
Entering through crevasses
Undefended glass structures
Awaiting the marauding hordes
Unprepared for such assiduous assault
Desert driven
Hagar and Ishmael
Kindred spirits
Driven from home and hearth
No shelter here for thee or me ...
Sisyphus and shit
Madness looms
Incipience
Endless lifecycles
Drosophilidae
Tephritidae
Overrun
Alien invasions
Is that us
Or them?
Carry on with the march
Monomorium minimum
Armies of invaders
Entering through crevasses
Undefended glass structures
Awaiting the marauding hordes
Unprepared for such assiduous assault
Desert driven
Hagar and Ishmael
Kindred spirits
Driven from home and hearth
No shelter here for thee or me ...
757 reads
7 Comments
When resignation is acceptance...
Mayhap, some wounds are too deep to heal
The damage done so severe
Naught will mend
Naught will repair
Naught will restore
Mayhap, some wounds remain with one
And, the question becomes how to best live
Despite their seeping life
Despite their recurrent malevolence
Despite their chronic pain
Mayhap, tis simply the way of it, ne c'est pas?
One moves on the best one can
Limping
Struggling betimes
Winning the battle
Losing the skirmish
Waging war within
Sometimes reclaiming terrain
Other times...
The damage done so severe
Naught will mend
Naught will repair
Naught will restore
Mayhap, some wounds remain with one
And, the question becomes how to best live
Despite their seeping life
Despite their recurrent malevolence
Despite their chronic pain
Mayhap, tis simply the way of it, ne c'est pas?
One moves on the best one can
Limping
Struggling betimes
Winning the battle
Losing the skirmish
Waging war within
Sometimes reclaiming terrain
Other times...
884 reads
7 Comments
Hot pink
Hot pink
Is
The
Color
My
Son
Chose
For
His
Latest
Cast
Much to the consternation and surprise (best say shock) of most attending adults
At the doctor's office yesterday
He's been through many other colors in the spectrum.
He began with green, his favorite color, that of life and verdant foliage. My words, not his, of course, he's only five, after all.
Next came red, a choice that may have been influenced by classmates as he sometimes polls to see what others think. Who knows?
My son: he...
Is
The
Color
My
Son
Chose
For
His
Latest
Cast
Much to the consternation and surprise (best say shock) of most attending adults
At the doctor's office yesterday
He's been through many other colors in the spectrum.
He began with green, his favorite color, that of life and verdant foliage. My words, not his, of course, he's only five, after all.
Next came red, a choice that may have been influenced by classmates as he sometimes polls to see what others think. Who knows?
My son: he...
966 reads
13 Comments
Simultaneous
As I lie here naked
thinking of you
Remembering Time
with you In
Moments
Suspended
my mouth
on you
You hard
me drenched
The both of us moaning: you things I no longer remember (whether words or inarticulations) if ever I knew and I, incomprehensible, mouth filled with bliss of you…
As we...
thinking of you
Remembering Time
with you In
Moments
Suspended
my mouth
on you
You hard
me drenched
The both of us moaning: you things I no longer remember (whether words or inarticulations) if ever I knew and I, incomprehensible, mouth filled with bliss of you…
As we...
1712 reads
17 Comments
Transcendence...
I worry
I worry about the world
I worry about us all
I worry
I see
I see a never-ending focus away
I see an unending quest for enlightenment, truth, peace outside this realm
I see the search for solace elsewhere
I see
I comprehend
I comprehend how the weight of this world can smother
I comprehend the blinding need to find surcease somewhere, to transcend this mortal plane
I comprehend the urge to stop all pain and put an end to woe
I comprehend
I believe
I believe here is where we are...
I worry about the world
I worry about us all
I worry
I see
I see a never-ending focus away
I see an unending quest for enlightenment, truth, peace outside this realm
I see the search for solace elsewhere
I see
I comprehend
I comprehend how the weight of this world can smother
I comprehend the blinding need to find surcease somewhere, to transcend this mortal plane
I comprehend the urge to stop all pain and put an end to woe
I comprehend
I believe
I believe here is where we are...
881 reads
9 Comments
Discordant
My poetic soul
is in a place
of malaise
and discontent
Internal discord
a s
j n e
g l
my soul
wreaking hAv0c
thrOughoUt my w0rlD
Still,
even within this space of
Chaos
I write
Inspiration haunts me
Hunts me?
Echoes of my sanity whispering
...
is in a place
of malaise
and discontent
Internal discord
a s
j n e
g l
my soul
wreaking hAv0c
thrOughoUt my w0rlD
Still,
even within this space of
Chaos
I write
Inspiration haunts me
Hunts me?
Echoes of my sanity whispering
...
1284 reads
8 Comments
A p a r t
F
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756 reads
Avowal...
What if I asked you to caress me
gently?
Use all your finesse,
touch me with infinite skill
What if I promised in return
to bestow
Kisses all over your body
From your head To your toes
Thoroughly
Lingering
Forgetting
time
...
gently?
Use all your finesse,
touch me with infinite skill
What if I promised in return
to bestow
Kisses all over your body
From your head To your toes
Thoroughly
Lingering
Forgetting
time
...
1139 reads
Please...
My Kindle, blasted device, completely died as I sought to reply to you earlier
And I engaged in heated verbal warfare with my 7-year old over whose device
Required more urgent charging
I lost the battle...
So, sought solace in a bath vowing to write back when I could only to find you
Gone ere I returned
Please
Come back again, fair, lovely one who I would name friend...
And I engaged in heated verbal warfare with my 7-year old over whose device
Required more urgent charging
I lost the battle...
So, sought solace in a bath vowing to write back when I could only to find you
Gone ere I returned
Please
Come back again, fair, lovely one who I would name friend...
619 reads
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