Submissions by Starlight_angel
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Crossed woRrOADds
I'm screaming
from inside
the pretty cage you put me in.
And I'm supposed to be grateful
for the lack of choice.
A man who cannot hear me
Cannot care for me.
Should not speak for me.
You had my words
but their meaning
ran like water
through your hands.
Now we're sifting through the sand,
knocked off our feet.
And arguing over what the definition of love
Should LOOK like.
I don't have long enough to breathe, ...
from inside
the pretty cage you put me in.
And I'm supposed to be grateful
for the lack of choice.
A man who cannot hear me
Cannot care for me.
Should not speak for me.
You had my words
but their meaning
ran like water
through your hands.
Now we're sifting through the sand,
knocked off our feet.
And arguing over what the definition of love
Should LOOK like.
I don't have long enough to breathe, ...
#sadness
#anger
#grief
#heartbroken
#success
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Undone
I'm sorry,
Little One.
For my flaws.
For my lack of strength.
That I could not hold together
all the dreams
thread through
with delicate strands
of reality.
Embroidering the future with
colors of love...
That my body failed you.
Failed to see through
to the beauty
and joy
and sadness
of that grand and unifying picture.
For the grey that is left behind,
I'm sorry.
Little One.
For my flaws.
For my lack of strength.
That I could not hold together
all the dreams
thread through
with delicate strands
of reality.
Embroidering the future with
colors of love...
That my body failed you.
Failed to see through
to the beauty
and joy
and sadness
of that grand and unifying picture.
For the grey that is left behind,
I'm sorry.
#sadness
#grief
#emptiness
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Burned
Hunger deeply burning,
No time was wasted with awkwardness.
The first kiss sparked a chain reaction
Of atomic proportions.
The only foreplay was to touch
Just enough
To know we weren't dreaming.
Time
Distance
Formality
Clothing
All obstacles
Peeled away.
Your wonderful thickness
Sliding like velvet
Into its moist new home.
Opening
Molding
THIS
Is where you belong!
We...
No time was wasted with awkwardness.
The first kiss sparked a chain reaction
Of atomic proportions.
The only foreplay was to touch
Just enough
To know we weren't dreaming.
Time
Distance
Formality
Clothing
All obstacles
Peeled away.
Your wonderful thickness
Sliding like velvet
Into its moist new home.
Opening
Molding
THIS
Is where you belong!
We...
#sensual
875 reads
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Turning Tide
I was lost in this sea
of superficial reflections.
Every yes and I love you
you'd ever want to hear
whispering on the wind.
But the tides change,
unless you're strong enough
to stay controversial.
of superficial reflections.
Every yes and I love you
you'd ever want to hear
whispering on the wind.
But the tides change,
unless you're strong enough
to stay controversial.
#betrayal
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#ME TOO
Me too"
moves forward.
We can finally speak our truth and be heard.
Let go of the shame we were made to carry
by guilty phrases
whispered in dirty words
as you shrugged off your responsibility
to be more than just baser instinct,
animalistic...
then said WE couldn't handle the pressure
of better jobs
at higher pay.
Why did we ever BELIEVE you?
We work under more pressure
than you can fathom
just shouldering the weight
of your consequences.
Me too rings true in the young girl...
moves forward.
We can finally speak our truth and be heard.
Let go of the shame we were made to carry
by guilty phrases
whispered in dirty words
as you shrugged off your responsibility
to be more than just baser instinct,
animalistic...
then said WE couldn't handle the pressure
of better jobs
at higher pay.
Why did we ever BELIEVE you?
We work under more pressure
than you can fathom
just shouldering the weight
of your consequences.
Me too rings true in the young girl...
#MeToo
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3 Comments
Playmates
You just happened to be in town.
All the built up tension
from teenage hormones
you'd think would fade
still raged.
Mingled with the pain
they gave
when we walked away.
We needed a friend.
Needed
release.
Speaking of things
that wore our hearts raw,
anger dripped from our mouths
and we found solace in each other.
The idea was thrown out
and quickly accepted.
Because fuck them!
We fell with ease ...
All the built up tension
from teenage hormones
you'd think would fade
still raged.
Mingled with the pain
they gave
when we walked away.
We needed a friend.
Needed
release.
Speaking of things
that wore our hearts raw,
anger dripped from our mouths
and we found solace in each other.
The idea was thrown out
and quickly accepted.
Because fuck them!
We fell with ease ...
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Forever There, Never Forgotten
1329....
The numbers remain,
a constant reminder.
A count up from your last breath.
Your last words
an ever faithful friend
still by my side.
A voice telling me that someone, at least,
at last,
saw me.
You let me speak myself in torrents.
I left a part of my heart in your ear
and took yours poised gracefully from your tongue.
We bore ourselves open so easily,
so comfortably.
Love comes in many forms,
all of which can be carried
without diminishing others.
That is the...
The numbers remain,
a constant reminder.
A count up from your last breath.
Your last words
an ever faithful friend
still by my side.
A voice telling me that someone, at least,
at last,
saw me.
You let me speak myself in torrents.
I left a part of my heart in your ear
and took yours poised gracefully from your tongue.
We bore ourselves open so easily,
so comfortably.
Love comes in many forms,
all of which can be carried
without diminishing others.
That is the...
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Aftermeth
You are horrid for the hole you put me into.
Leaving me with only excuses
to use in digging out
when I could have used a hand.
You shot me up again and again with anger.
Another drug in your arsenal of addiction,
and one I never warranted.
My unwilling veins burned
as the hate flowed through,
rendering me useless
and finally
Pounding my heart into silent acceptance.
If I am all you say, why are you still here?
In the haze, I don't know what to believe.
You never knew the taste of my tears,
and while shouldering...
Leaving me with only excuses
to use in digging out
when I could have used a hand.
You shot me up again and again with anger.
Another drug in your arsenal of addiction,
and one I never warranted.
My unwilling veins burned
as the hate flowed through,
rendering me useless
and finally
Pounding my heart into silent acceptance.
If I am all you say, why are you still here?
In the haze, I don't know what to believe.
You never knew the taste of my tears,
and while shouldering...
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5 Comments
Mina
Sunshine and rage
in pigtails.
Her weather moods
ever changing,
like the tides.
Her smiles
worth the tempest.
Her blue eyes are the depth
and anger
of the oceans
and the light of the skies.
She is a most adorable
little
force of nature.
Holding everything
Mother Earth
has to offer.
Little blonde furry,
twirling and giggling.
Exuding joy and love
with every heartfelt hug.
Soak it in
before her temper changes.
Brace the storm
until the next embrace.
...
in pigtails.
Her weather moods
ever changing,
like the tides.
Her smiles
worth the tempest.
Her blue eyes are the depth
and anger
of the oceans
and the light of the skies.
She is a most adorable
little
force of nature.
Holding everything
Mother Earth
has to offer.
Little blonde furry,
twirling and giggling.
Exuding joy and love
with every heartfelt hug.
Soak it in
before her temper changes.
Brace the storm
until the next embrace.
...
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2 Comments
Another Silent Cry
The darkness is knocking again.
I could scream for help,
but no one around me has ears
and the sound will eventually
stick in my throat.
I could drown in the unmet intentions
before anyone noticed.
No one really misses
What they only want to dream of.
A ghost of desires,
a hope of warmth,
I stand invisible before
your lack of belief.
My only words ever heard
are the ones that give comfort.
Such is the burden of those
with strong shoulders.
My curse,
that my cries...
I could scream for help,
but no one around me has ears
and the sound will eventually
stick in my throat.
I could drown in the unmet intentions
before anyone noticed.
No one really misses
What they only want to dream of.
A ghost of desires,
a hope of warmth,
I stand invisible before
your lack of belief.
My only words ever heard
are the ones that give comfort.
Such is the burden of those
with strong shoulders.
My curse,
that my cries...
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Mourning of Despair
Reread every word and sift through the memories
looking for the thing you've missed.
Touch the face in the photo
that now feels so out of reach.
...and there it is.
That rush of pain that tells you
that you've lost,
and you know
that no thought will ever be as warm
as his body next to yours,
and the shadow of his arms around you will remain
to remind you that he's gone.
Despite the forewarning,
there is no preparing for this heartache.
Nothing to say that the tears won't tell.
Gather up...
looking for the thing you've missed.
Touch the face in the photo
that now feels so out of reach.
...and there it is.
That rush of pain that tells you
that you've lost,
and you know
that no thought will ever be as warm
as his body next to yours,
and the shadow of his arms around you will remain
to remind you that he's gone.
Despite the forewarning,
there is no preparing for this heartache.
Nothing to say that the tears won't tell.
Gather up...
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I Confess Our Side of Desire
for the confession competition
I confess...
I want to give him everything he asks for.
His desires rank high
on my to do list
and I love him enough
to bend my world view.
I confess...
I know we are strong enough.
What we have survived,
even thrived through,
gives me the security
of being fearless.
I confess...
I like the idea
of first kisses,
and chemistry
heating two bodies,
building tension
until it breaks
as they meld together.
I confess...
I'll bring the stories back...
I confess...
I want to give him everything he asks for.
His desires rank high
on my to do list
and I love him enough
to bend my world view.
I confess...
I know we are strong enough.
What we have survived,
even thrived through,
gives me the security
of being fearless.
I confess...
I like the idea
of first kisses,
and chemistry
heating two bodies,
building tension
until it breaks
as they meld together.
I confess...
I'll bring the stories back...
1181 reads
4 Comments
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