Submissions by WakeUp11
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't sit down and think 'Ah, I will write today' So don't expect any generic words from me! My words aren't forced! They come crashing into me with no warning, I write what takes me with feeling... I'd appreciate ANY feed back :)
Cannabis!
Huh?
Hello!
..........
Did you know?
Everything tastes so good in here,
To feel that haze, come crushing in.
Said, 'follow me on up'
My legs give way, failing on me,
Smoke me through...
Hmmm...To inhale you
Hi...
Higher!
.............
Did you know?
My temperature alarms me in here,
Take me somewhere, where it spins.
Said, 'Mist will fill your head'
Amplified signals, my fingers sing.
Light me through...
Hmmm...To blaze you
Hi...
Get higher!
...................
Did you know?...
Hello!
..........
Did you know?
Everything tastes so good in here,
To feel that haze, come crushing in.
Said, 'follow me on up'
My legs give way, failing on me,
Smoke me through...
Hmmm...To inhale you
Hi...
Higher!
.............
Did you know?
My temperature alarms me in here,
Take me somewhere, where it spins.
Said, 'Mist will fill your head'
Amplified signals, my fingers sing.
Light me through...
Hmmm...To blaze you
Hi...
Get higher!
...................
Did you know?...
803 reads
3 Comments
Like Silt...
On the surface, lays her water-created body.
Cramped and restless
Undeserving but still moving
Tepid whispers...
Left craving typically
Non-sticky, plastic feels!
The quiet tremble in your sweet voice...
Surrounds and entombs me
Watch, while soil follows down
From your slippery iced-up form
Appear to me from cold black waters
Stay true, still, to my heart line
Soft and rich
Shy away, pretty phantom!
Your blue stained lips shouldn't sing to me...
Pasturised, they make the cuts on my insides
Begging here, why...
Cramped and restless
Undeserving but still moving
Tepid whispers...
Left craving typically
Non-sticky, plastic feels!
The quiet tremble in your sweet voice...
Surrounds and entombs me
Watch, while soil follows down
From your slippery iced-up form
Appear to me from cold black waters
Stay true, still, to my heart line
Soft and rich
Shy away, pretty phantom!
Your blue stained lips shouldn't sing to me...
Pasturised, they make the cuts on my insides
Begging here, why...
598 reads
5 Comments
Sickly: Sweet
Trading obscene,
For hyped up salty dehydration.
Drained out; side way matter!
To substitute my nerve endings...
Replaced with light sugar!
To what you are to me;
Is one fucked up perfection I cannot wait to touch...
Your skin like cream,
Oh, to pour it all over me!
Nothing more bitter and tasteful,
Than you, my sickly sweet.
Trading nights,
For cool, early morning kiss breezes'
Blowing away; my will for dark shadows!
To bondage myself right into you...
Living in beautiful circuitry!
But what it means to be?...
For hyped up salty dehydration.
Drained out; side way matter!
To substitute my nerve endings...
Replaced with light sugar!
To what you are to me;
Is one fucked up perfection I cannot wait to touch...
Your skin like cream,
Oh, to pour it all over me!
Nothing more bitter and tasteful,
Than you, my sickly sweet.
Trading nights,
For cool, early morning kiss breezes'
Blowing away; my will for dark shadows!
To bondage myself right into you...
Living in beautiful circuitry!
But what it means to be?...
666 reads
3 Comments
Come on Mother...
675 reads
5 Comments
I was simply thinking about you; in great detail.
You infect my mind!
With delusional paper thin cuts; sculpting through my cerebral cortex!
Planting silent patient seeds...
That grow to sow the cosmic slides in my shadow self; blows them away.
Like cobwebs laying in water...
Saturation and dissolve!
Soon to be none existent; tethered to irrelevant findings.
Transfixed, bathing in smouldering gazes!
You move me into...
A bliss, of another kind!
Hunger filled!
Carnal bites smother into my soul; where you sleep!
In mist, with light and compassion...
You spin right through! ...
With delusional paper thin cuts; sculpting through my cerebral cortex!
Planting silent patient seeds...
That grow to sow the cosmic slides in my shadow self; blows them away.
Like cobwebs laying in water...
Saturation and dissolve!
Soon to be none existent; tethered to irrelevant findings.
Transfixed, bathing in smouldering gazes!
You move me into...
A bliss, of another kind!
Hunger filled!
Carnal bites smother into my soul; where you sleep!
In mist, with light and compassion...
You spin right through! ...
853 reads
6 Comments
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