Submissions by TheWayItIs (PerilousKid)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jul 2014 7:43pm
26th Jul 2014 7:43pm
Shorty
Red stains on my neck,
Hair Tousled.
Chilled breeze running along my bare chest,
On the floor clothes lay rumpled.
..
(Criticism Wanted)
Hair Tousled.
Chilled breeze running along my bare chest,
On the floor clothes lay rumpled.
..
(Criticism Wanted)
778 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jul 2014 5:08am
26th Jul 2014 5:08am
Jest
Moans,
Your dick is boned.
My lips cover it,
Only because i am stoned.
Get it?
Your dick is boned.
My lips cover it,
Only because i am stoned.
Get it?
706 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Jul 2014 4:19am
26th Jul 2014 4:19am
Kisses
Don't trust me.
I will implant my demonic seeds..
Into your pure being.
Your happy,
Your innocence,
Will now be demolished.
Your eyes,
My self,
Your soul
Is my wealth.
Your blood,
My drink,
Your screams,
My salvation...
Cut..
Cut..
Cut
Away..
My little minions.
I'm watching.
I will implant my demonic seeds..
Into your pure being.
Your happy,
Your innocence,
Will now be demolished.
Your eyes,
My self,
Your soul
Is my wealth.
Your blood,
My drink,
Your screams,
My salvation...
Cut..
Cut..
Cut
Away..
My little minions.
I'm watching.
655 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Jul 2014 7:24pm
25th Jul 2014 7:24pm
Tease
Sliding my warm hands into her silk shirt..
Gliding up her flat tanned stomach..
Reaching her satin colored bra.
Goosebumps~
Gently, Sliding her top undergarment upwards..
My dark chocolate eyes devouring the sight..
Full breasts await for me to make their night.
Flesh~
..Tease~
Gliding up her flat tanned stomach..
Reaching her satin colored bra.
Goosebumps~
Gently, Sliding her top undergarment upwards..
My dark chocolate eyes devouring the sight..
Full breasts await for me to make their night.
Flesh~
..Tease~
710 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 10:40pm
24th Jul 2014 10:40pm
Waste
In my eyes
We're dying.
And this force is unstopable.
-Beer bottles, Ashes, Food wrappers..rest on the earth's ground.
Waste. Lumberjacks. Cruel Humans. Violence..Greed. Walk Among.
Minor beings giving their body away. Covered up in make-up and 'style'.
Wanting to be accepted and liked, boys taking them in with not a thought.
People lay in waste, a shell of their former self. Trapping them self in the darkness, eyes closed. No one helping...some may not know.
Self centered beings trapped in their own world, shutting reality out. Buying...
We're dying.
And this force is unstopable.
-Beer bottles, Ashes, Food wrappers..rest on the earth's ground.
Waste. Lumberjacks. Cruel Humans. Violence..Greed. Walk Among.
Minor beings giving their body away. Covered up in make-up and 'style'.
Wanting to be accepted and liked, boys taking them in with not a thought.
People lay in waste, a shell of their former self. Trapping them self in the darkness, eyes closed. No one helping...some may not know.
Self centered beings trapped in their own world, shutting reality out. Buying...
597 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 5:33pm
24th Jul 2014 5:33pm
Her
Her ass!
Her Mexican ass!
So round and firm,
I yearn
To hold her ass.
The nudes,
Oh my eyes!
Her body sets them off like..
Dynomite.
Her breasts!
Oh..
Her sweet,
Sweet,
Breats.
Oh how i would cup them..
And suck.
Oh!
Her Mexican Ass.
Her Mexican ass!
So round and firm,
I yearn
To hold her ass.
The nudes,
Oh my eyes!
Her body sets them off like..
Dynomite.
Her breasts!
Oh..
Her sweet,
Sweet,
Breats.
Oh how i would cup them..
And suck.
Oh!
Her Mexican Ass.
856 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 7:32am
24th Jul 2014 7:32am
Anxiety
Brain..Oh Dear God Brain..
Look What You Have Done To Me.
I can not fit in,
I can not ever be in..
Nor be seen as one of them.
You seem to not understand..
You write on a basic minor level,
While others achieve in..digging up your grave with a shovel.
Thoughts come and go..
I've made you my foe..
I will not allow you..
But it's just how it does..
Oh brain..
Oh..Dear brain.
We are below,
The slaves trapped in a box..
Wanting to be let out but others yell at us with rants and shouts...
We will...
Look What You Have Done To Me.
I can not fit in,
I can not ever be in..
Nor be seen as one of them.
You seem to not understand..
You write on a basic minor level,
While others achieve in..digging up your grave with a shovel.
Thoughts come and go..
I've made you my foe..
I will not allow you..
But it's just how it does..
Oh brain..
Oh..Dear brain.
We are below,
The slaves trapped in a box..
Wanting to be let out but others yell at us with rants and shouts...
We will...
777 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Jul 2014 7:17am
24th Jul 2014 7:17am
1:16 Feeling
Overwhelmed, The Surge Of Emptiness Is Overpowering.
All Emotions Known Joins As One And Bursts..Into...Nothing...
- Chocolate Eyes Stare Straight Ahead,
Nothing Is In View, Except the Aroma Of Forsaken Dread..
Beheaded Is You..
You've Bled Until You Were Brain Dead..
Eyes Red You've Sped At Least Three Times..
Things Should Be Left Unsaid..
Said Fred..King Of The Nonliving Heads..
He's Always Whispering Things..
Because He Knows..You're Dead.
Telling Him To Drop Dead You Fled..
But Came Back..Realization..Telling Your Self...
All Emotions Known Joins As One And Bursts..Into...Nothing...
- Chocolate Eyes Stare Straight Ahead,
Nothing Is In View, Except the Aroma Of Forsaken Dread..
Beheaded Is You..
You've Bled Until You Were Brain Dead..
Eyes Red You've Sped At Least Three Times..
Things Should Be Left Unsaid..
Said Fred..King Of The Nonliving Heads..
He's Always Whispering Things..
Because He Knows..You're Dead.
Telling Him To Drop Dead You Fled..
But Came Back..Realization..Telling Your Self...
660 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 6:15am
21st Jul 2014 6:15am
S.a.d. ((No Rhymes))
Emotion so raw..where you curl yourself into a ball and clutch your chest in agony. Eyes shut tight attempting to hide from yourself. Fresh blood trailing down your tender skin slowly, reaching your elbow,knife still in hand. Withered breaths, twitching fingers. Raw eyes..throat dry..from wailing five hours straight. Hearing the clock, telling you to hurry your shit up before someone busts in. You're dying. Frosty air hitting your bare body. You still don't move..dread filing the air. Bringing your chilled to the boned wrist you kiss it, blood staining your lips.
573 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 5:48am
21st Jul 2014 5:48am
Thoughts (2) ((Not rhyming+Short))
599 reads
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