Submissions by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Just a girl with a passion for writing all types of poetry I write dark erotica poetry under the pseudonym Soara BloodRayne which can be found here on DU
Shadows of Dahlia
please don't make promises
they are foul lies
seek validity in shades of pastel
bringing life to a stale breeze
**
Race with me to the top
of the purple mountain
where vibrant green
alluvial patches look like us
only happy
***
Voices spill platinum tears
dusting my path,
I watch them rise as stars
touching the night with
soft cradled peace
#love
#forgiveness
#nature
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2 Comments
The Bottom of The L.A River
Injustice fed by piecemeal ground
to a fine powder mixed with flouride
and water from the bottom
of the LA river
Like scavengers we feed
on subsistence,
nurse the toddy
Labeled a degenerate wet back
Our culture dejected, pattern,
thrown into preformed Anglo shapes
You don't know,
who I am
Laying ourselves down
on sheets of mica, honor kept
in books no longer used
stacked high as a nightstand
beside our multidimensional
dream filled mattress.
We sink, the sleeper...
to a fine powder mixed with flouride
and water from the bottom
of the LA river
Like scavengers we feed
on subsistence,
nurse the toddy
Labeled a degenerate wet back
Our culture dejected, pattern,
thrown into preformed Anglo shapes
You don't know,
who I am
Laying ourselves down
on sheets of mica, honor kept
in books no longer used
stacked high as a nightstand
beside our multidimensional
dream filled mattress.
We sink, the sleeper...
#culture
43 reads
3 Comments
Lone Spinster
Proud
enthusiastic wind
sweeps
white feather
a lone spinster,
of downey fluff
avoids debris
resisted
Sail on
the eddy, spiral
motion, soars
to heights
out of reach
out of
sight
Laconic, carefree
sinks, slowly
horizontal
wave
vagrant amongst
leaves, that fall
Catch, froward
torrent menacious
ill regard
to the pacing
of the east wind
Rest now,
soothing descent,
gathers
freely with spent
petals ...
enthusiastic wind
sweeps
white feather
a lone spinster,
of downey fluff
avoids debris
resisted
Sail on
the eddy, spiral
motion, soars
to heights
out of reach
out of
sight
Laconic, carefree
sinks, slowly
horizontal
wave
vagrant amongst
leaves, that fall
Catch, froward
torrent menacious
ill regard
to the pacing
of the east wind
Rest now,
soothing descent,
gathers
freely with spent
petals ...
#nature
#music
48 reads
3 Comments
Thinking Bout You
Verse 1
Thinkin bout you
thinkin bout us
Drivin the back roads kickin up some dust
They're ain't nothin
I wouldn't do to make
you mine to keep
you mine
I'm just thinkin bout you
Chorus
Oh baby, you know what I like loving
on you on a hot summer night
What do I do, what
can I say I can't stop thinking bout you
Verse 2
Dirt roads, hot rod Chevy, Oh baby my heart gets heavy
The more I try the less
I do, I can't stop thinking bout you
Chorus...
...
Thinkin bout you
thinkin bout us
Drivin the back roads kickin up some dust
They're ain't nothin
I wouldn't do to make
you mine to keep
you mine
I'm just thinkin bout you
Chorus
Oh baby, you know what I like loving
on you on a hot summer night
What do I do, what
can I say I can't stop thinking bout you
Verse 2
Dirt roads, hot rod Chevy, Oh baby my heart gets heavy
The more I try the less
I do, I can't stop thinking bout you
Chorus...
...
#love
#funny
61 reads
8 Comments
Oh, Oh That Woman
Oh, oh that woman
Can't get her outta
my head
Oh, oh that woman
It must of been something she said
That fire in her eyes
makes me forget
her secrets and lies
Watch that woman
She'll burn your
life like she did mine
Oh, oh, that woman
Breaking down
every part of me
Oh, oh, that woman
Tearing down
and destroying me
Oh, oh, that woman
She's breaking
me down, taking
me down
Oh, oh, that woman
Oh, oh, that woman
Can't get her
outta my...
Can't get her outta
my head
Oh, oh that woman
It must of been something she said
That fire in her eyes
makes me forget
her secrets and lies
Watch that woman
She'll burn your
life like she did mine
Oh, oh, that woman
Breaking down
every part of me
Oh, oh, that woman
Tearing down
and destroying me
Oh, oh, that woman
She's breaking
me down, taking
me down
Oh, oh, that woman
Oh, oh, that woman
Can't get her
outta my...
#love
#lyrics
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1 Comment
Be Love
DUP
where virtual friends meet, become family
or colleagues.
Where people like you, like me, are willing
to lend an ear, or offer
others a shoulder to lean on.
Together we share in life's triumphs and it's hardships through
seriousness or sillyness
we are willing to listen or offer advice to help guide others in their career as a writer or if you choose an honest critique of your work.
A recent spiritual change at DUP has created a renewed interest in the things
of the heart and
of the soul
Where the...
where virtual friends meet, become family
or colleagues.
Where people like you, like me, are willing
to lend an ear, or offer
others a shoulder to lean on.
Together we share in life's triumphs and it's hardships through
seriousness or sillyness
we are willing to listen or offer advice to help guide others in their career as a writer or if you choose an honest critique of your work.
A recent spiritual change at DUP has created a renewed interest in the things
of the heart and
of the soul
Where the...
#love
#family
106 reads
Vermillion Fields
Bathed,
in the essence
of renewal
Light, piercing shadows
of a still moon
drape gently over
my skin
Shades of ivory
hum
in muted contrast
to the sound
of heaviness, desperate
to remain alive
Hardened edges
of a silent heart
softened by
dust particles
that dance through
sun beams that enter my soul
i am infinite, luminous
like the suns apricity
against my darkest finite
electrified
with the frangrance
of hyacinth
in the evening ...
in the essence
of renewal
Light, piercing shadows
of a still moon
drape gently over
my skin
Shades of ivory
hum
in muted contrast
to the sound
of heaviness, desperate
to remain alive
Hardened edges
of a silent heart
softened by
dust particles
that dance through
sun beams that enter my soul
i am infinite, luminous
like the suns apricity
against my darkest finite
electrified
with the frangrance
of hyacinth
in the evening ...
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
78 reads
13 Comments
Decaying Persona
Cheap cigarettes generic ink, wasted
away on such a dreary
farce.
You, are your own creation, a grab bag
of lies and turmoil
churning out adulterated joy.
A decaying persona
unkept. unswept
debris spills
the ink pot onto
a vintage neon sign.
Your image
arcing from the
excitement of its own
reflection.
On cue, in walks
pretty pink panties
with matching
lipstick and fishnets
in white.
She polishes her vanity
while making her...
away on such a dreary
farce.
You, are your own creation, a grab bag
of lies and turmoil
churning out adulterated joy.
A decaying persona
unkept. unswept
debris spills
the ink pot onto
a vintage neon sign.
Your image
arcing from the
excitement of its own
reflection.
On cue, in walks
pretty pink panties
with matching
lipstick and fishnets
in white.
She polishes her vanity
while making her...
#identity
#MentalHealth
49 reads
2 Comments
COVID-19 Repost
Come,
let me enter
and breed with the most intimate parts
of you
Your disorganization thrills me
creates more of me
Let me touch each cell
as your fear fuels
my desire
Charge me
with your trembling
and uncertainty
Your body
is my beautiful
habitat
I claim it as my own
Let me explode
inside you, my impulse
will come alive
within you.
Burning you
inside
to the levels you
have not known
Die with me ...
let me enter
and breed with the most intimate parts
of you
Your disorganization thrills me
creates more of me
Let me touch each cell
as your fear fuels
my desire
Charge me
with your trembling
and uncertainty
Your body
is my beautiful
habitat
I claim it as my own
Let me explode
inside you, my impulse
will come alive
within you.
Burning you
inside
to the levels you
have not known
Die with me ...
#strength
#spiritual
#illness #CallToAction
#illness #CallToAction
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1 Comment
Unhinge The Rivoted Brass Handle
Tell of your world where fowers grow
without fragrance
and words are spoken without color
The life you've made with the stirring
of ants who have made your mind their home
Creating a masterpiece they beg you to navigate some lost horizon where they wear the crowns
of kings.
Drops of champagne tear from your sleepy eyes then dried into crystal dust
stored in your pockets as keepsakes
with various fake gems
On the brink
of insanity where
consciousness is safe behind a tarnished ...
without fragrance
and words are spoken without color
The life you've made with the stirring
of ants who have made your mind their home
Creating a masterpiece they beg you to navigate some lost horizon where they wear the crowns
of kings.
Drops of champagne tear from your sleepy eyes then dried into crystal dust
stored in your pockets as keepsakes
with various fake gems
On the brink
of insanity where
consciousness is safe behind a tarnished ...
#bipolar
#manipulation
58 reads
2 Comments
Colly Blue Rain
Pitted glass
colly blue rain
suffocates
thick, viscous
matter
The stain
of yesterday's sorrow
imperfectly learned
reinstates itself
behind your windowless
fortress
Eyepiece fits
snug into your socket
black enameled kaleidoscope
photographs turn
in a fixed cyclic
order
Someone
who once looked like you smiles
out of place
Hope
stolen, sullen barricaded below
the slanted horizon
stalled
behind pitted...
colly blue rain
suffocates
thick, viscous
matter
The stain
of yesterday's sorrow
imperfectly learned
reinstates itself
behind your windowless
fortress
Eyepiece fits
snug into your socket
black enameled kaleidoscope
photographs turn
in a fixed cyclic
order
Someone
who once looked like you smiles
out of place
Hope
stolen, sullen barricaded below
the slanted horizon
stalled
behind pitted...
#identity
#MentalHealth
55 reads
3 Comments
Awaken The Moon
Deadwood
has fallen
Hope of a better you, stretched thin
skin shredding,
wrinkled with guilt and shame.
Awaken the moon, water child
You are heirloom blossoms
free, pale yellow petals.
Breakaway
Muted gray deception
Rancid oils puddled on the landscape
of your perceived horizon
Etui lined
in printed silk
holds fabricated images
of hearts beating,
bleeding into effervescence
A metronome
boxed, in...
has fallen
Hope of a better you, stretched thin
skin shredding,
wrinkled with guilt and shame.
Awaken the moon, water child
You are heirloom blossoms
free, pale yellow petals.
Breakaway
Muted gray deception
Rancid oils puddled on the landscape
of your perceived horizon
Etui lined
in printed silk
holds fabricated images
of hearts beating,
bleeding into effervescence
A metronome
boxed, in...
#love
#MentalHealth
#deception
77 reads
13 Comments
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