Submissions by Styxian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't take for granted that Cupid's arrow is a goddamn arrow...
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2023 2:18am
11th Jun 2023 2:18am
Another Arrow
(Shooting Arrows At Future Ghosts)
I wanted desperately to call this love,
yet knew it was circumstance.
I wanted to hold you more
than in between the risings of the moon.
But days split us in halves;
Part wonder and part doubts.
Though when together,
I wanted to open a window
that faced the world, and shout
See! Be jealous of this!
And let everyone look on,
as you and I struck a deal.
To poke ourselves over and over
with Cupid's arrow.
We'd take turns brandishing it ...
I wanted desperately to call this love,
yet knew it was circumstance.
I wanted to hold you more
than in between the risings of the moon.
But days split us in halves;
Part wonder and part doubts.
Though when together,
I wanted to open a window
that faced the world, and shout
See! Be jealous of this!
And let everyone look on,
as you and I struck a deal.
To poke ourselves over and over
with Cupid's arrow.
We'd take turns brandishing it ...
#disappointment
#emptiness
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22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jun 2023 4:47pm
4th Jun 2023 4:47pm
Sun Goddess
Grey, it's a poor man's blue
It's my eyes, without you.
~
A window pane, revealing
through the frost of the glass
A light unknown; be known
A sun, unsurpassed
Winter held and winter chilled
as my eyes bled away all vision
But a ray of light, now in sight
touched within my prison
She laid her flower down to ground
with the moisture of my kiss
And this said sun, known but to one;
I blessed it with my tenderness
Her softest light, a touch of gold
to value all that she may handle ...
It's my eyes, without you.
~
A window pane, revealing
through the frost of the glass
A light unknown; be known
A sun, unsurpassed
Winter held and winter chilled
as my eyes bled away all vision
But a ray of light, now in sight
touched within my prison
She laid her flower down to ground
with the moisture of my kiss
And this said sun, known but to one;
I blessed it with my tenderness
Her softest light, a touch of gold
to value all that she may handle ...
#uplifting
#metaphor
535 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st May 2023 2:58pm
21st May 2023 2:58pm
Shadows Idle, Underfoot
My shadow, idle, waits for you
under my feet; It's shy at noon.
I am bare foot, feeling the squirming
-The restlessness of that manmade shade
wanting escape.
It can't stand the waiting,
to see you.
Yours will peek, soon,
when you arch into a tiptoe
when greeting me.
Now your shadow, barely touching open air,
like the nose of a shy mouse;
Cautious and curious.
Nervous, but still definite,
as it's stepping out.
How long our shadows stretch, comfortable, ...
under my feet; It's shy at noon.
I am bare foot, feeling the squirming
-The restlessness of that manmade shade
wanting escape.
It can't stand the waiting,
to see you.
Yours will peek, soon,
when you arch into a tiptoe
when greeting me.
Now your shadow, barely touching open air,
like the nose of a shy mouse;
Cautious and curious.
Nervous, but still definite,
as it's stepping out.
How long our shadows stretch, comfortable, ...
#happiness
#love
568 reads
25 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th May 2023 1:11am
19th May 2023 1:11am
The Letting Go
Some sort of piracy,
the way you stole
my days away from me.
God, how they went
so willingly.
There are those we seek,
and those that find us.
Some set free,
and some that bind us.
All I'm left with,
you're only gift,
when you wore my shirt
those couple of days;
Like feathered wings,
so uplifted, I carried you
sometimes, against the wall.
I still haven't picked up the mirror.
Conceded, it leans against the wall.
I close my eyes, to shut you out,
yet haven't washed the shirt. ...
the way you stole
my days away from me.
God, how they went
so willingly.
There are those we seek,
and those that find us.
Some set free,
and some that bind us.
All I'm left with,
you're only gift,
when you wore my shirt
those couple of days;
Like feathered wings,
so uplifted, I carried you
sometimes, against the wall.
I still haven't picked up the mirror.
Conceded, it leans against the wall.
I close my eyes, to shut you out,
yet haven't washed the shirt. ...
#bittersweet
731 reads
19 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Apr 2023 4:37pm
29th Apr 2023 4:37pm
Turning Night
Negligence, in the way
you wear that gown
As if heavy, you let it slide
cascading, like a pink-shadowed pool
gathering in ripples, at your feet
This beginning commotion
to our mighty evening
Sunlight holds, trying to mold
its embrace around your sides
But I step between
stealing its reflection
Causing it to leave with nothing
but it's own embarrassed blushing
You're mine
Day can never reach
the scattered evening like I
When I cause the stars to ignite ...
you wear that gown
As if heavy, you let it slide
cascading, like a pink-shadowed pool
gathering in ripples, at your feet
This beginning commotion
to our mighty evening
Sunlight holds, trying to mold
its embrace around your sides
But I step between
stealing its reflection
Causing it to leave with nothing
but it's own embarrassed blushing
You're mine
Day can never reach
the scattered evening like I
When I cause the stars to ignite ...
#happiness
799 reads
19 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2023 10:31pm
22nd Apr 2023 10:31pm
Reassembly Required
It's not that I don't have the ingredients
to be a proper man.
A curious-worthy man.
It's that so much is scattered.
How much time do you have...
At the dining table,
forking around with our
April thanksgiving.
Our third date;
No more napkins
covering our laps.
Seems more like the twentieth,
as our disclosures are shared,
consumed with of course's.
Yet one, covered, stainless domed lid;
Do you know I fell in love with you
during...
to be a proper man.
A curious-worthy man.
It's that so much is scattered.
How much time do you have...
At the dining table,
forking around with our
April thanksgiving.
Our third date;
No more napkins
covering our laps.
Seems more like the twentieth,
as our disclosures are shared,
consumed with of course's.
Yet one, covered, stainless domed lid;
Do you know I fell in love with you
during...
#honesty
#dating
600 reads
19 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
cave man
(sensory overload)
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
#misunderstood
677 reads
22 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2023 2:42pm
15th Apr 2023 2:42pm
Speckled Sky
As you are, now; All the stars
in my evening sky, before they wane.
One day, when that of you is gone,
so too, will leave my sight.
Time will temper our losses, together,
two granules of sand a day.
And staring through the opaque
of the emptying hourglass,
it will be with benefit
of more light upon us.
The abrasives of sand
will leave us be.
We won't be as smooth, perhaps,
yet neither will our hands.
Thus I will find you
by our movements.
Needing no eyes, to see you.
I will...
in my evening sky, before they wane.
One day, when that of you is gone,
so too, will leave my sight.
Time will temper our losses, together,
two granules of sand a day.
And staring through the opaque
of the emptying hourglass,
it will be with benefit
of more light upon us.
The abrasives of sand
will leave us be.
We won't be as smooth, perhaps,
yet neither will our hands.
Thus I will find you
by our movements.
Needing no eyes, to see you.
I will...
#happiness
#emotions
549 reads
21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2023 1:37pm
8th Apr 2023 1:37pm
God Doesn't Take The Bones
Of course Lele would do her suicide cleanly.
That was the German in her taking over.
Not the Irish' destruction; Break as much
as possible and get blood on everything.
They'll remember that!
No, she took a tiny army of little pills
and swallowed them as she walked out
on the rainiest day, across the wow-
greenest field she'd ever seen.
She took a nap, smiling as she fell asleep,
waiting for God to do that god-thing.
Where the ugly clouds part and a soft golden hand
lowers from a white cloud-door, ...
That was the German in her taking over.
Not the Irish' destruction; Break as much
as possible and get blood on everything.
They'll remember that!
No, she took a tiny army of little pills
and swallowed them as she walked out
on the rainiest day, across the wow-
greenest field she'd ever seen.
She took a nap, smiling as she fell asleep,
waiting for God to do that god-thing.
Where the ugly clouds part and a soft golden hand
lowers from a white cloud-door, ...
#bittersweet
714 reads
42 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2023 2:21pm
2nd Apr 2023 2:21pm
Palm Full Of Jade
Our goodbye will be as a bending stem
Your body, your flower, will close
The aftershocks will be down
to the trembling of wind chimes
No matter how lightly
I walk off my departure
The wooden porch, floor worn
by the scuffling of my old boots
The stain removed by the bleaching
in a path, of my many exits
And by our times greeting each other
at the steps, rushing the entrance
When our eagerness
would split your thighs
...
Your body, your flower, will close
The aftershocks will be down
to the trembling of wind chimes
No matter how lightly
I walk off my departure
The wooden porch, floor worn
by the scuffling of my old boots
The stain removed by the bleaching
in a path, of my many exits
And by our times greeting each other
at the steps, rushing the entrance
When our eagerness
would split your thighs
...
#bittersweet
728 reads
35 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Mar 2023 2:30pm
26th Mar 2023 2:30pm
Just The Edges
I thought I heard you say
I love you.
Startled me, like a minor car crash.
Enough to alter time, for a long moment.
Changing the parameters
of this evening.
I'm pretty sure I heard you.
So my sticks and stones alerted,
to build up the guard around me.
I thought we had agreed
that word was off limits.
Maybe we hadn't made a pact
not to say it.
But that night, months ago
when we were trading rules,
it was one of them brought up.
Heads nodded, and we got past it,
to the next agreement of ...
I love you.
Startled me, like a minor car crash.
Enough to alter time, for a long moment.
Changing the parameters
of this evening.
I'm pretty sure I heard you.
So my sticks and stones alerted,
to build up the guard around me.
I thought we had agreed
that word was off limits.
Maybe we hadn't made a pact
not to say it.
But that night, months ago
when we were trading rules,
it was one of them brought up.
Heads nodded, and we got past it,
to the next agreement of ...
#disappointment
#denial
597 reads
24 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2023 00:01am
24th Mar 2023 00:01am
Good As Gold
What's good;
The contours of your face,
curving into the palm of my hand.
How my hands have never been so steady.
How your hands, fanned out,
taking my body into them.
How your eyes; The comfort
of a dusky jungle in Autumn.
As a resting lioness, sated,
but never powerless.
Those eyes that welcome me,
into your wild.
How your voice; That whispered rasp,
lulling me inside you.
Undressing the cautions from me.
Guiding me towards bravery.
How, after our naked rapture, we lay,
letting the...
The contours of your face,
curving into the palm of my hand.
How my hands have never been so steady.
How your hands, fanned out,
taking my body into them.
How your eyes; The comfort
of a dusky jungle in Autumn.
As a resting lioness, sated,
but never powerless.
Those eyes that welcome me,
into your wild.
How your voice; That whispered rasp,
lulling me inside you.
Undressing the cautions from me.
Guiding me towards bravery.
How, after our naked rapture, we lay,
letting the...
#happiness
569 reads
18 Comments
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