Submissions by SweetPurgatory (SashaR)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I feel. Right now, I'm struggling to find the words, because I'm feeling everything. A bit overwhelmed, but hoping to find my voice again. Patience, right? Refer my last attempt at writing something...
SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2020 9:46pm
5th Sep 2020 9:46pm
Uninspired,
A looming block,
Oh, what a dismal place to be.
Where is my will and way to write?
Feels I have no more words left in me.
A looming block,
Oh, what a dismal place to be.
Where is my will and way to write?
Feels I have no more words left in me.
#sadness
#confessional
#WritersBlock #SelfReflection
#WritersBlock #SelfReflection
976 reads
30 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Aug 2020 7:11pm
25th Aug 2020 7:11pm
This Part Right Here
#love
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
1944 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2018 8:19pm
25th May 2018 8:19pm
Conversation with my heart
Conversations with my heart.
How are you doing, in the midst of brokenness,
thoughts tumbling through your mind?
How are you feeling as I play back the reels of moments past,
not knowing what we’ll find?
Am I taking care of you? Have I listened enough?
Am I following you, nurturing you,
In good times and in rough?
I am mad at you, too, for being so open and accepting,
when you should stand firm and take care,
when you are stomped on, misunderstood, and treated like shit...
your defences stripped bare.
How are you feeling? ...
How are you doing, in the midst of brokenness,
thoughts tumbling through your mind?
How are you feeling as I play back the reels of moments past,
not knowing what we’ll find?
Am I taking care of you? Have I listened enough?
Am I following you, nurturing you,
In good times and in rough?
I am mad at you, too, for being so open and accepting,
when you should stand firm and take care,
when you are stomped on, misunderstood, and treated like shit...
your defences stripped bare.
How are you feeling? ...
#love
#relationships
#despair #disappointment
#despair #disappointment
1958 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th May 2018 9:07pm
13th May 2018 9:07pm
Once Again
What am I do to about Winter,
who cups my downcast face each year,
breathing bone-chilling air into my soul?
What am I do when
he hugs me with tendrils of iciness?
Crushing all the fragile
parts of me,
that Summer has made whole?
Bared as I am, may I hold onto the
precious knowing within, and see...
eke beauty out of it,
grow through it,
as the purpose of this season
reveals itself to me...
who cups my downcast face each year,
breathing bone-chilling air into my soul?
What am I do when
he hugs me with tendrils of iciness?
Crushing all the fragile
parts of me,
that Summer has made whole?
Bared as I am, may I hold onto the
precious knowing within, and see...
eke beauty out of it,
grow through it,
as the purpose of this season
reveals itself to me...
#winter
626 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th May 2018 8:15pm
6th May 2018 8:15pm
Can You Hear Me?
I’m not a poem,
I’m not found in the plethora of lyrics sung
in your favourite tunes,
Exhausted and broken from trying to be perfect,
I am not...
a symphony,
I‘m unedited, with raspy sounds,
not harmonious,
not anything worth listening to.
I’m detached from my feelings,
because feeling has been too imperfect
and that’s never okay...
I am empty and fatigued trying to be too much,
striving so hard,
loving too much.
Yes, I am not a finished poem,
or lovely song bursting...
I’m not found in the plethora of lyrics sung
in your favourite tunes,
Exhausted and broken from trying to be perfect,
I am not...
a symphony,
I‘m unedited, with raspy sounds,
not harmonious,
not anything worth listening to.
I’m detached from my feelings,
because feeling has been too imperfect
and that’s never okay...
I am empty and fatigued trying to be too much,
striving so hard,
loving too much.
Yes, I am not a finished poem,
or lovely song bursting...
#loneliness
#rejection
#despair
3321 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2018 9:14pm
8th Apr 2018 9:14pm
The Abyss
The Abyss
The poignancy lingering in the air,
suffocates her light and spirit;
she wonders through the exhausting ache
as her deepest fears revisit.
Stationed on a precipice,
holding on in spite of how it feels.
How much more can her heart break?
What will coming days reveal?
All she wants is consoling ease,
for love to wrap itself around her fear;
Sadly there’s no clarity,
No safety in remaining here...
The poignancy lingering in the air,
suffocates her light and spirit;
she wonders through the exhausting ache
as her deepest fears revisit.
Stationed on a precipice,
holding on in spite of how it feels.
How much more can her heart break?
What will coming days reveal?
All she wants is consoling ease,
for love to wrap itself around her fear;
Sadly there’s no clarity,
No safety in remaining here...
#sadness
2903 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Mar 2018 12:29pm
21st Mar 2018 12:29pm
Lunae lumen
In the recesses of my darkest being,
My worst and best stare back at me,
as I suffocate in the certainty of
the undeniable now.
They’re telling me that there is
no you… there is no us,
that all that’s left are moments,
all tinged with empty trust.
Your heart’s not dwelling here,
Unsteady, holding my strength but
it gets harder to believe when it’s
painfully clear...
Memories scattered, like smithereens on the floor;
Tip-toeing around them carefully,
lest stepping on them evokes more
of what I do not...
My worst and best stare back at me,
as I suffocate in the certainty of
the undeniable now.
They’re telling me that there is
no you… there is no us,
that all that’s left are moments,
all tinged with empty trust.
Your heart’s not dwelling here,
Unsteady, holding my strength but
it gets harder to believe when it’s
painfully clear...
Memories scattered, like smithereens on the floor;
Tip-toeing around them carefully,
lest stepping on them evokes more
of what I do not...
#sadness
#love
#loneliness
#relationships
#heartbroken
825 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2018 5:31pm
20th Jan 2018 5:31pm
The Other Us
Whole, broken, healing;
The changing seasons of us.
Our pain so intimate, at times
or as distant as the miles between us,
Elation during times of ease,
Interspersed with occasional awkward togetherness,
Tipsy afternoons and a perfect kiss.
Whole, broken and healing,
prying each other open without permission,
Whilst loving away shame,
and releasing that which others told us were ugly.
Or, the moments that were not the way we dreamed it,
not what we had hoped for,
or asked for.
Parts we want to skip, ...
The changing seasons of us.
Our pain so intimate, at times
or as distant as the miles between us,
Elation during times of ease,
Interspersed with occasional awkward togetherness,
Tipsy afternoons and a perfect kiss.
Whole, broken and healing,
prying each other open without permission,
Whilst loving away shame,
and releasing that which others told us were ugly.
Or, the moments that were not the way we dreamed it,
not what we had hoped for,
or asked for.
Parts we want to skip, ...
#love
#relationships
#lover #healing
#lover #healing
4300 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jan 2018 10:14pm
7th Jan 2018 10:14pm
Nothing
And she sits drenched in her yearning,
longing for him who is her flaw;
Cloaked in the serenity of Shiraz,
and stray thoughts of a blissful past…
Enthralled by candle-light;
illumination touching her soul
Still, at the same time,
plagued with thoughts of pain,
tinged with pleasure,
as she ponders hope,
wondering if hope will clothe her,
and protect her,
the way this moment does.
longing for him who is her flaw;
Cloaked in the serenity of Shiraz,
and stray thoughts of a blissful past…
Enthralled by candle-light;
illumination touching her soul
Still, at the same time,
plagued with thoughts of pain,
tinged with pleasure,
as she ponders hope,
wondering if hope will clothe her,
and protect her,
the way this moment does.
#love
#hope
#romantic #lover
#romantic #lover
665 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Dec 2017 4:52pm
28th Dec 2017 4:52pm
Ethereal
Venturing…
stepping beyond Eros,
Trembling, yet, embracing love in all its forms;
allaying ones that merely
caress the unfathomable yearning:
on those days you feel all things;
on those you feel bare and forlorn,
and in so doing,
paying attention to the gentle nudge from within,
a call to probe deeper into your being.
How sweet to embrace the
freeing epiphany as you pause
for a moment to tell yourself, too:
I see you. I value you.
You too deserve the adoration
you so freely give away.
Standing on...
stepping beyond Eros,
Trembling, yet, embracing love in all its forms;
allaying ones that merely
caress the unfathomable yearning:
on those days you feel all things;
on those you feel bare and forlorn,
and in so doing,
paying attention to the gentle nudge from within,
a call to probe deeper into your being.
How sweet to embrace the
freeing epiphany as you pause
for a moment to tell yourself, too:
I see you. I value you.
You too deserve the adoration
you so freely give away.
Standing on...
2611 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Dec 2017 1:54pm
17th Dec 2017 1:54pm
Deep calls to Deep
Deep calls to deep
It's quite disconcerting having a lot in us, and not a lot of room outside of us to express it –
or so our chastising thoughts would have us think.
In reality, we are avoiding the ocean inside of us;
thus, petrified of stepping into the world of ocean, on the outside.
This begs the question:
Why are we so tempted to stay away from deep water, living sheltered lives…?
Evading things that test our resolve and causes us to lose our equilibrium?
Why are we so tempted to hide and gloss over our misery,
instead of...
It's quite disconcerting having a lot in us, and not a lot of room outside of us to express it –
or so our chastising thoughts would have us think.
In reality, we are avoiding the ocean inside of us;
thus, petrified of stepping into the world of ocean, on the outside.
This begs the question:
Why are we so tempted to stay away from deep water, living sheltered lives…?
Evading things that test our resolve and causes us to lose our equilibrium?
Why are we so tempted to hide and gloss over our misery,
instead of...
#hope
#courage
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
1329 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2017 6:01pm
11th Dec 2017 6:01pm
Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat
What if we view love as an adventure,
as seeking thrills, unplanned
and encountering new things?
As a road that winds and dips,
is pot-holed
and fraught with uncertainty?
Where the heart and mind knows that being with another is a
leap of faith,
an embrace of the rush and risk in
falling in love,
being in love,
and therein boldly experiencing
all the seasons
of an escapade _in love_?
More importantly,
what if love is an exciting profound adventure *within*,...
as seeking thrills, unplanned
and encountering new things?
As a road that winds and dips,
is pot-holed
and fraught with uncertainty?
Where the heart and mind knows that being with another is a
leap of faith,
an embrace of the rush and risk in
falling in love,
being in love,
and therein boldly experiencing
all the seasons
of an escapade _in love_?
More importantly,
what if love is an exciting profound adventure *within*,...
#love
#identity
#inspirational
#TruthOfLife
#uplifting
2486 reads
4 Comments
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