Submissions by Thetravelingfairy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Come sail my ocean and we'll drown together
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Nov 2022 7:30pm
8th Nov 2022 7:30pm
The Dust Touch
like polaroids lose their color
i am surely fading, too.
as memories fall from cherished grasp
my friends loom from behind.
they are shadows
and i cry
because the past is savored once..
.. so i wipe my tears
and face my fears
to try my hand at
“moving on”
but how can i, when everything i touch
turns to
dust?
i am surely fading, too.
as memories fall from cherished grasp
my friends loom from behind.
they are shadows
and i cry
because the past is savored once..
.. so i wipe my tears
and face my fears
to try my hand at
“moving on”
but how can i, when everything i touch
turns to
dust?
#sadness
#loneliness
#memories
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Nov 2022 8:20pm
5th Nov 2022 8:20pm
How to Love?
who then could teach me
how to love?
so i can practice on myself
and untie the knots i pulled too tight
hey there! you look like you know
how to love
show me, let me feel this
thing i so desperately miss
and i don’t mean a kiss
there’s more they hide
and that’s the kind we forget to share
who will show me
..how to love?
is anyone left to exhibit
such a treasure??
or are we all just hurt and lonely
under one skin?
how to love?
so i can practice on myself
and untie the knots i pulled too tight
hey there! you look like you know
how to love
show me, let me feel this
thing i so desperately miss
and i don’t mean a kiss
there’s more they hide
and that’s the kind we forget to share
who will show me
..how to love?
is anyone left to exhibit
such a treasure??
or are we all just hurt and lonely
under one skin?
#love
#kindness
#loneliness
#support
#SelfWorth
77 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Sep 2022 6:17pm
30th Sep 2022 6:17pm
Headspace
Tell me why
It never ends
This endless road
That twists, that bends
Thorny stems that pave the way
Hold my thoughts in place, where they will stay
So what’s chasing? What’s behind?
All I know is stopping
Makes me read my mind
I’d rather not, it’s a scary place
When monsters come as memories
That don’t erase
See it now? Slipping from my head?
Purple bruises, drops of red
If turning around is reality
I will be dead
So I’d rather choose to run instead
It never ends
This endless road
That twists, that bends
Thorny stems that pave the way
Hold my thoughts in place, where they will stay
So what’s chasing? What’s behind?
All I know is stopping
Makes me read my mind
I’d rather not, it’s a scary place
When monsters come as memories
That don’t erase
See it now? Slipping from my head?
Purple bruises, drops of red
If turning around is reality
I will be dead
So I’d rather choose to run instead
#depression
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Sep 2022 5:47pm
6th Sep 2022 5:47pm
wet dream
he crept over the windowsill
the moon made sure he knew the way
and with his heart, he found my body
tucked away
holding me as i stirred
his fingers touched beneath the sheets
i groaned, when he traced behind that hot pink lace
where it all erects
then i smiled, but he’d beat me to it
he kissed me, and our tongues began to dance
and then he teased that sensitive little clit
twitching and shaking, heart pounding
sex never felt so good
pinned against the frame
so helpless under him
slender wrists, naked dainty...
the moon made sure he knew the way
and with his heart, he found my body
tucked away
holding me as i stirred
his fingers touched beneath the sheets
i groaned, when he traced behind that hot pink lace
where it all erects
then i smiled, but he’d beat me to it
he kissed me, and our tongues began to dance
and then he teased that sensitive little clit
twitching and shaking, heart pounding
sex never felt so good
pinned against the frame
so helpless under him
slender wrists, naked dainty...
#sex
#erotic
#dreams
#orgasm
#seductive
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Aug 2022 7:53pm
27th Aug 2022 7:53pm
Alter Call
My body is
An alter
Hold what’s been deflowered
To worship
Eat what’s there, devour
To pray
My delicate bosom a cross
Beneath where you kneel
My lips a covenant
Bound by sexual deal
Now is the time
To bow
Go on, open your legs
And I’ll teach you
How to follow my religion.
An alter
Hold what’s been deflowered
To worship
Eat what’s there, devour
To pray
My delicate bosom a cross
Beneath where you kneel
My lips a covenant
Bound by sexual deal
Now is the time
To bow
Go on, open your legs
And I’ll teach you
How to follow my religion.
#sex
#erotic
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th May 2022 9:12pm
25th May 2022 9:12pm
Finger Licking
savory sweet
hair braided and messy
i undress her
and tangle
in egyptian cotton sheets
that is where i
eat her
suck her skin
and leave a mark
tattooing her neck
with kisses
i trace the rib cage
so delicate
housing a heart that
won’t stop pounding
under the love we’re making
and those bones… so sexy
how they call to be held
and devoured
i'm hungry
time to dig in
she slithers into me
i finish it off
with dessert
lapping her vanilla cream
delicious...
hair braided and messy
i undress her
and tangle
in egyptian cotton sheets
that is where i
eat her
suck her skin
and leave a mark
tattooing her neck
with kisses
i trace the rib cage
so delicate
housing a heart that
won’t stop pounding
under the love we’re making
and those bones… so sexy
how they call to be held
and devoured
i'm hungry
time to dig in
she slithers into me
i finish it off
with dessert
lapping her vanilla cream
delicious...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#dirty
#seductive
465 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
1st May 2022 9:29pm
1st May 2022 9:29pm
Like a Tombstone
just when did it turn
black, white, and gray?
did the flowers die? did the grass wither away?
though cobblestone streets look as gloomy as the clouds above me
they can hardly hold the weight of my emptiness
grief has cast its spell
i'm talking to my shadow, and falling into the cracks i used to step over.
in my visions, the colors startle
they’re a disturbing reminder of what life was, with you beside me
they wait there and repeat
so, i dance in these fantasies
but never savor, there’s not enough time
in a blink,...
black, white, and gray?
did the flowers die? did the grass wither away?
though cobblestone streets look as gloomy as the clouds above me
they can hardly hold the weight of my emptiness
grief has cast its spell
i'm talking to my shadow, and falling into the cracks i used to step over.
in my visions, the colors startle
they’re a disturbing reminder of what life was, with you beside me
they wait there and repeat
so, i dance in these fantasies
but never savor, there’s not enough time
in a blink,...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#NaPoWriMo2022
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2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Apr 2022 10:17pm
29th Apr 2022 10:17pm
Monologue to the Moon
i climbed the tree once more
to catch a glimpse of moonlight
for a moment, i stood in midnight spotlight
amongst an audience of stars
i read my monologue to the moon
because people dismiss my thoughts too soon
planets listen
i cry, i scream, i laugh
performing, but not entirely acting
no.. i save those skills for morning
embracing a character not my own
friends and family never catch me
out of costume
but they sit in the front row
so i carry on, to the heavens
as dialogue progresses
scripts slide...
to catch a glimpse of moonlight
for a moment, i stood in midnight spotlight
amongst an audience of stars
i read my monologue to the moon
because people dismiss my thoughts too soon
planets listen
i cry, i scream, i laugh
performing, but not entirely acting
no.. i save those skills for morning
embracing a character not my own
friends and family never catch me
out of costume
but they sit in the front row
so i carry on, to the heavens
as dialogue progresses
scripts slide...
#moon
#night
#PowerOfWords
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2022
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Apr 2022 4:53pm
27th Apr 2022 4:53pm
Butterfly Tights
i wish i knew how to tell you what’s wrong with me..
your eyes are windows, i can see the questions inside
and they like to stay there, don’t they?
having said that, i am misunderstood
people circle my waking hours like moths to a street lamp
they are attracted
am i selfish for arousing it?
trying to catch me is all the fun
some call it playing “hard to get”
but i just love a good game
and boredom is my enemy.
i scare myself with this brain of mine
trapped in a doll-like body, so
unassuming
so i...
your eyes are windows, i can see the questions inside
and they like to stay there, don’t they?
having said that, i am misunderstood
people circle my waking hours like moths to a street lamp
they are attracted
am i selfish for arousing it?
trying to catch me is all the fun
some call it playing “hard to get”
but i just love a good game
and boredom is my enemy.
i scare myself with this brain of mine
trapped in a doll-like body, so
unassuming
so i...
#dark
#butterfly
#misunderstood
#confusion
#NaPoWriMo2022
198 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2022 2:21pm
26th Apr 2022 2:21pm
erased
i might tear these sheets before the end of this.
another crunched up outpouring of unspoken emotions.
just words, really.
what meanings do they hold? i forget them.
so, they never unfold.
yes, they abandon me, leaving a simple shell of a mentally disturbed woman.
but “she’s already skeletal,” much like my diaries. bare bones slathered in ink.
but oh? some quondam memories, i do recall.
if i zoom in with serpent eyes, and feel the crevices of margin lines..
a faintness of graphite, perfectly sketched.
...
another crunched up outpouring of unspoken emotions.
just words, really.
what meanings do they hold? i forget them.
so, they never unfold.
yes, they abandon me, leaving a simple shell of a mentally disturbed woman.
but “she’s already skeletal,” much like my diaries. bare bones slathered in ink.
but oh? some quondam memories, i do recall.
if i zoom in with serpent eyes, and feel the crevices of margin lines..
a faintness of graphite, perfectly sketched.
...
#memories
#MentalHealth
#WritingPoetry
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2022
174 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Apr 2022 6:55pm
24th Apr 2022 6:55pm
mosaic
let’s just pause, and
stop to breathe, you know those techniques they taught you
it’s time to
bottle our ashes of the past
and scatter them into the sea
why don’t we
kiss the cuts beneath our sleeves?
they deserve it, for they cry out in blood
and to the ones that scarred
let them be a testimony, because you didn’t go the “right” direction for results
stop
take his photos off the wall
delete her number
and block the callers
it’s done, you are worth more than that
i don’t need to elaborate, you know...
stop to breathe, you know those techniques they taught you
it’s time to
bottle our ashes of the past
and scatter them into the sea
why don’t we
kiss the cuts beneath our sleeves?
they deserve it, for they cry out in blood
and to the ones that scarred
let them be a testimony, because you didn’t go the “right” direction for results
stop
take his photos off the wall
delete her number
and block the callers
it’s done, you are worth more than that
i don’t need to elaborate, you know...
#hope
#motivational
#PTSD
#healing
#NaPoWriMo2022
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2022 00:36am
22nd Apr 2022 00:36am
indigo
tied ribbon, stained indigo
on a figure, shadow black
flesh hungry, blood thirsty, wendigo
gaze on you, and sure to attack
hunting season, only winter game
beware, indigo tricks the wandering eye
hide or run, outcome the same
dragged in snow, to den below, where you'll die
this soul-stirring blue, irresistible.. tempts you
if you do, the devil will grin
that's when canines pierce through, fur and claws too
commit the cannibal sin
now, the indigo stained ribbon is tied
born is the insatiable demon...
on a figure, shadow black
flesh hungry, blood thirsty, wendigo
gaze on you, and sure to attack
hunting season, only winter game
beware, indigo tricks the wandering eye
hide or run, outcome the same
dragged in snow, to den below, where you'll die
this soul-stirring blue, irresistible.. tempts you
if you do, the devil will grin
that's when canines pierce through, fur and claws too
commit the cannibal sin
now, the indigo stained ribbon is tied
born is the insatiable demon...
#dark
#evil
#monsters
#mythology
#NaPoWriMo2022
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