Submissions by Styxian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Don't take for granted that Cupid's arrow is a goddamn arrow...
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2023 2:34am
23rd Feb 2023 2:34am
Lion Tub
You're the only one I know
that bathes in swirling darkness.
It's your ebony hair, murking the depths
Coloring the lion-tub water
into something sinister.
Supported by its four paws,
it holds itself up, and open to you.
In this low light,
it absorbs the night, around you.
Its back is broken, widened
into a pool, for the blood of rain
as you languish from its mouth
to its hind quarters.
It had roared, at first
a deep throated metallic growl.
But as it bled, as bathwater for you ...
that bathes in swirling darkness.
It's your ebony hair, murking the depths
Coloring the lion-tub water
into something sinister.
Supported by its four paws,
it holds itself up, and open to you.
In this low light,
it absorbs the night, around you.
Its back is broken, widened
into a pool, for the blood of rain
as you languish from its mouth
to its hind quarters.
It had roared, at first
a deep throated metallic growl.
But as it bled, as bathwater for you ...
#sensual
#temptation
791 reads
26 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Feb 2023 8:54pm
11th Feb 2023 8:54pm
Roulette Wind
You can reheat a heart
only so many times
before it's too dry.
Then it's no more
than a doorstop.
Something to stub someone's toe
when they try to come inside.
-A small remnant of any pain
that you felt yourself
before the numbness took over
and now it's just a rust colored rock.
Lie, tell them it's a meteorite.
How they should have seen it
in it's prime.
During those meantimes
when I sought tornadoes
to jab my fingers into their whirls,
I'd lean into their chaos.
Maybe...
only so many times
before it's too dry.
Then it's no more
than a doorstop.
Something to stub someone's toe
when they try to come inside.
-A small remnant of any pain
that you felt yourself
before the numbness took over
and now it's just a rust colored rock.
Lie, tell them it's a meteorite.
How they should have seen it
in it's prime.
During those meantimes
when I sought tornadoes
to jab my fingers into their whirls,
I'd lean into their chaos.
Maybe...
#gratitude
#redemption
546 reads
31 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2023 10:27pm
4th Feb 2023 10:27pm
Putting You Away
The last tide of the day is going out
I guess it's a good time for our goodbye
even though you left hours ago
I waited, to watch the ocean follow you.
I knew, you had that kind of power
even if you didn't
Because you were looking away.
I walk the bartering line
where the waves recede from the sand
as several grains go with it
Thousands really, but who notices
from the millions left behind
Like my thoughts of you, like the love
that follows you
Maybe it will keep you safe.
I could never wish anything
but the...
I guess it's a good time for our goodbye
even though you left hours ago
I waited, to watch the ocean follow you.
I knew, you had that kind of power
even if you didn't
Because you were looking away.
I walk the bartering line
where the waves recede from the sand
as several grains go with it
Thousands really, but who notices
from the millions left behind
Like my thoughts of you, like the love
that follows you
Maybe it will keep you safe.
I could never wish anything
but the...
#loneliness
#bittersweet
644 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2023 00:24am
29th Jan 2023 00:24am
Grey Woman
She sips ten dollar wine,
orange-red, with it's quiet fire,
from a forty dollar goblet.
One never soaped, just rinsed
and sat over the sink.
Too soon again, cold will force her
to come drink.
Her gown is old.
Frail cotton seams have began
their outward spiral.
There's a rip, over a thigh, where
she caught the corner
of the great oak table.
From running circles
around a mad lover-man.
As she was laughing,
eyes wildly flashing brilliance,
knowing the inner workings of a man,
as her...
orange-red, with it's quiet fire,
from a forty dollar goblet.
One never soaped, just rinsed
and sat over the sink.
Too soon again, cold will force her
to come drink.
Her gown is old.
Frail cotton seams have began
their outward spiral.
There's a rip, over a thigh, where
she caught the corner
of the great oak table.
From running circles
around a mad lover-man.
As she was laughing,
eyes wildly flashing brilliance,
knowing the inner workings of a man,
as her...
#regret
#loneliness
717 reads
23 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jan 2023 00:31am
16th Jan 2023 00:31am
Life During Candles
Our life during the life of a candle;
I never meant for it
to be as a time keeper.
A subtle way of telling us
it's time to go, once it burns low.
Our heroics, as lovers, over
as I melt inside you.
And as the flame pushes itself down,
discarding the wax aside
into the sudden past.
Becoming another hardened memory,
as we soften our stances
of what we are
after these 'what we just were'.
The candles are always intended
the way I've used them.
Each, just as much a doorway
as it was a key.
To the real...
I never meant for it
to be as a time keeper.
A subtle way of telling us
it's time to go, once it burns low.
Our heroics, as lovers, over
as I melt inside you.
And as the flame pushes itself down,
discarding the wax aside
into the sudden past.
Becoming another hardened memory,
as we soften our stances
of what we are
after these 'what we just were'.
The candles are always intended
the way I've used them.
Each, just as much a doorway
as it was a key.
To the real...
#frustration
#bittersweet
878 reads
31 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2023 00:31am
13th Jan 2023 00:31am
About This
So you've picked a poet.
For that, I will lift words
from your skin.
The ones never read,
so thoroughly.
I will place them
upon pages
again and again.
I will call them love poems.
And someday
when we are old
and our eyes fade,
like the memories sometimes do,
you can pull that book down.
Ask me, then, if I remember the words.
I will say how could I have forgotten them.
They are all still standing
in front of me.
Not one word, has ever left.
That book...
For that, I will lift words
from your skin.
The ones never read,
so thoroughly.
I will place them
upon pages
again and again.
I will call them love poems.
And someday
when we are old
and our eyes fade,
like the memories sometimes do,
you can pull that book down.
Ask me, then, if I remember the words.
I will say how could I have forgotten them.
They are all still standing
in front of me.
Not one word, has ever left.
That book...
#happiness
#inspirational
720 reads
29 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jan 2023 2:56pm
8th Jan 2023 2:56pm
Red Peignoir/ Collab with KristinaX
A red peignoir is a summoning torch
I unweave the petals of the brightest roses
Lace from the passion of scarlet drops
A flowing heart, with it's ripe vines.
I get drunk on you watching me,
as I toast to your presence.
My lips summon the wine glass
and I stare into the weakened blood of it
swarming to my mouth.
The web pangs it's melancholy tune
Haunting desires stalking a troubled mind
Weaving strands of your essence on my lips
Consuming them, playing them...
Like a tune best forgotten, if I could.
But...
I unweave the petals of the brightest roses
Lace from the passion of scarlet drops
A flowing heart, with it's ripe vines.
I get drunk on you watching me,
as I toast to your presence.
My lips summon the wine glass
and I stare into the weakened blood of it
swarming to my mouth.
The web pangs it's melancholy tune
Haunting desires stalking a troubled mind
Weaving strands of your essence on my lips
Consuming them, playing them...
Like a tune best forgotten, if I could.
But...
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
415 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2023 3:28am
4th Jan 2023 3:28am
When You're Small
#dark
#confusion
#denial
522 reads
39 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Dec 2022 11:51pm
31st Dec 2022 11:51pm
Roja
Will daisies do,
to tuck over your ear today?
You don't seem pretentious.
Roses will follow, my love
Deep red ones, like garnets.
I will flick the thorns off
as I wait for you
I will kiss your hand
and then place the flowers
out, in front of me.
Here, here is how
my heart feels now.
All things dark;
I've outlasted them.
They roared, they threatened
until they finally sighed
And I said not one goodbye
to all that unimportance.
You smiled, and a light
I've not seen, shined on me. ...
to tuck over your ear today?
You don't seem pretentious.
Roses will follow, my love
Deep red ones, like garnets.
I will flick the thorns off
as I wait for you
I will kiss your hand
and then place the flowers
out, in front of me.
Here, here is how
my heart feels now.
All things dark;
I've outlasted them.
They roared, they threatened
until they finally sighed
And I said not one goodbye
to all that unimportance.
You smiled, and a light
I've not seen, shined on me. ...
#happiness
#gratitude
#redemption
550 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2022 11:44pm
18th Dec 2022 11:44pm
Wearing Stripes With Coffee
I know it's just a picture.
The part of my brain that does math
tells me so.
Yet, it's a picture with no subtraction.
Nothing from it can be taken away
from me.
That same part, in my head
that does the bills,
reminds me that nothing
can be added to your picture.
I probably won't gain anything
no matter how I stare at it.
But the part of my brain
that controls what I see,
like when I look through the stripes
of night and dawn;
How the moonlight slashes
between grey trees
as...
The part of my brain that does math
tells me so.
Yet, it's a picture with no subtraction.
Nothing from it can be taken away
from me.
That same part, in my head
that does the bills,
reminds me that nothing
can be added to your picture.
I probably won't gain anything
no matter how I stare at it.
But the part of my brain
that controls what I see,
like when I look through the stripes
of night and dawn;
How the moonlight slashes
between grey trees
as...
#happiness
#admiration
#emotions
682 reads
23 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Dec 2022 2:51am
14th Dec 2022 2:51am
Two Sticks
Yesterday, we were two sticks in the mud
separated by a river
of unfortunate circumstance.
Our feet were buried, ankle high
in the typical muck of life
Both had planned to move, anywhere.
Just so happens, here we are
You there, me here
The river splitting our fates
As we both wonder
what it would be like
standing beside each other.
My morning starts early
my shadow begins to reach
It wavers across the current
But it's the one thing
that the river cannot stop
It's pushed by the...
separated by a river
of unfortunate circumstance.
Our feet were buried, ankle high
in the typical muck of life
Both had planned to move, anywhere.
Just so happens, here we are
You there, me here
The river splitting our fates
As we both wonder
what it would be like
standing beside each other.
My morning starts early
my shadow begins to reach
It wavers across the current
But it's the one thing
that the river cannot stop
It's pushed by the...
#strength
#hope
512 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 00:08am
12th Dec 2022 00:08am
Seru (Winter Garden)
How remarkable you are
in astonishing surroundings
How attractive
So much aglow
in a bed of shadows
A velvet blue spread froths
at its crest
Lace waves lap at your neck
You breathe it forth, then away
Teasing yourself fabricly
and me
Your muddy feet,
but it's simply shade
ebbing as you kick away
-making a frilly splash
of the sheets
As you glow like a great pearl
that I'm prying for,
glimmering head to toe
Nothing else is as immense
as your presence alongside me
In no...
in astonishing surroundings
How attractive
So much aglow
in a bed of shadows
A velvet blue spread froths
at its crest
Lace waves lap at your neck
You breathe it forth, then away
Teasing yourself fabricly
and me
Your muddy feet,
but it's simply shade
ebbing as you kick away
-making a frilly splash
of the sheets
As you glow like a great pearl
that I'm prying for,
glimmering head to toe
Nothing else is as immense
as your presence alongside me
In no...
#happiness
#admiration
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