Submissions by XiaoLong
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction not a linguist not a literary expert, but simply a passionate person that understands the powers of the mind and how simple words can be used to bring pleasures and happiness..
STORY POEM
Published
6th Jul 2020 10:21pm
6th Jul 2020 10:21pm
Imperial Bengal Tiger
Rows in a forest of birch wood
creating an interesting mood
what I’m seeing is truly a wonder
a beauty beyond the blue yonder
morning sun keeps shining through
a charming dawn, the sky so blue
yet I travel to a world I never knew seeking a slender beauty and that’s just true
just for a short little glimpse
the long miles I’m willing to trek
braving past the trees with limps
then comes the shores of shipwreck
pause just to pleasantly ponder
when there’s rain and thunder
this nature, a beast to surrender ...
creating an interesting mood
what I’m seeing is truly a wonder
a beauty beyond the blue yonder
morning sun keeps shining through
a charming dawn, the sky so blue
yet I travel to a world I never knew seeking a slender beauty and that’s just true
just for a short little glimpse
the long miles I’m willing to trek
braving past the trees with limps
then comes the shores of shipwreck
pause just to pleasantly ponder
when there’s rain and thunder
this nature, a beast to surrender ...
#animals
#nature
#mystery #magic
#mystery #magic
13 reads
5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Jul 2020 8:52pm
6th Jul 2020 8:52pm
Queen Bee! A Hot Little Totty!
a hot summer lover with no bikini
an unpredictable bird wild as can be
a dangerous beauty, wait till you see
Irresistible sweetness, she’s a queen bee
the hive of Eden, her garden of heaven
queen honey bee, her lucky number’s eleven
playing with her troopers, buzzing workers, none slackers
regally seated, royally heated, milking honey with them jolly wankers!
She can be mean, as the demon from hell,
When in heaven, she loves ringing the alarm bell
trolling saints that loves to paint, what the heck, it’s only wax
as just to...
an unpredictable bird wild as can be
a dangerous beauty, wait till you see
Irresistible sweetness, she’s a queen bee
the hive of Eden, her garden of heaven
queen honey bee, her lucky number’s eleven
playing with her troopers, buzzing workers, none slackers
regally seated, royally heated, milking honey with them jolly wankers!
She can be mean, as the demon from hell,
When in heaven, she loves ringing the alarm bell
trolling saints that loves to paint, what the heck, it’s only wax
as just to...
#lust
#LGBT
#funny #temptation
#funny #temptation
26 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jul 2020 00:40am
1st Jul 2020 00:40am
Forever I Roam
I was eighteen and I left home
ambitious or rather, all roads will lead to Rome, only if I worked my ass off right to the bone
Life’s always serene and fair
I start off as a stage actor with a flair
Having my strings pulled, there’s never despair
through peaks and troughs, I journey through the valleys
throughout the days and night, the smell of fresh air, had my soul in harmony
sunshines from the East, love greets me with a subtle ease
from dawn to dusk, the lessons I learnt from the West were the best
as I moved...
ambitious or rather, all roads will lead to Rome, only if I worked my ass off right to the bone
Life’s always serene and fair
I start off as a stage actor with a flair
Having my strings pulled, there’s never despair
through peaks and troughs, I journey through the valleys
throughout the days and night, the smell of fresh air, had my soul in harmony
sunshines from the East, love greets me with a subtle ease
from dawn to dusk, the lessons I learnt from the West were the best
as I moved...
#travel
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
37 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Jun 2020 6:32pm
30th Jun 2020 6:32pm
Symphony of Moans
It’s always the wet Wednesday
glasses of tequilas by the balcony
reminiscing moments of play by play
games adults play when they’re horny
such excitement comes with words
playful retracing of the leather cords
actionable act of lightening the moods
an intimacy with a lover that broods
with the face hiding glittering mask
the alluring calloused red fingertips
tracing the black straps was a task
smooth contrasting sighs below the hips
soft skin ruffled by the rough hand
the gentleness of a pair was...
glasses of tequilas by the balcony
reminiscing moments of play by play
games adults play when they’re horny
such excitement comes with words
playful retracing of the leather cords
actionable act of lightening the moods
an intimacy with a lover that broods
with the face hiding glittering mask
the alluring calloused red fingertips
tracing the black straps was a task
smooth contrasting sighs below the hips
soft skin ruffled by the rough hand
the gentleness of a pair was...
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#threesome
#sensual
135 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Jun 2020 5:14am
30th Jun 2020 5:14am
Alack!
The darkness provokes me crazed morbidity enters my soul,
There is nothing that will please thee, till the blood that you seek is in that bowl!
A charming demon’s romance, pleasantries of words that you whispered into my ears,
Can’t you see, what has it brought to me, nothing to see and nothing feel only pain and tears
tiny sweats trickling down my temple, the feeling of wrath making me tremble with fear
like a vengeance laid upon me wanting me to stray from whom I truly hold dear!
I see that you want me to suffocate
planting upon me...
There is nothing that will please thee, till the blood that you seek is in that bowl!
A charming demon’s romance, pleasantries of words that you whispered into my ears,
Can’t you see, what has it brought to me, nothing to see and nothing feel only pain and tears
tiny sweats trickling down my temple, the feeling of wrath making me tremble with fear
like a vengeance laid upon me wanting me to stray from whom I truly hold dear!
I see that you want me to suffocate
planting upon me...
#sadness
#anger
#hate
#dark
#death
47 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2020 4:56pm
18th Jun 2020 4:56pm
Will there be Peace
The cobbled streets in the city of spires,
a mundane morning yet the charm inspires
the high streets of glory, stories of rivendale
It’s just a fantasy, of a young man and his fairy tale
On a grayish day, the perched goblin has its eyes stray
and the crazy faces on the walls hiding away, not to become a prey
they young man walks, cherishing that gloomy day
as he meets a women that was sweeping his feet away
an ordinary folk would imagine that it’s the poetry of bard
cryptic writings upon the Turl is not taking their worlds...
a mundane morning yet the charm inspires
the high streets of glory, stories of rivendale
It’s just a fantasy, of a young man and his fairy tale
On a grayish day, the perched goblin has its eyes stray
and the crazy faces on the walls hiding away, not to become a prey
they young man walks, cherishing that gloomy day
as he meets a women that was sweeping his feet away
an ordinary folk would imagine that it’s the poetry of bard
cryptic writings upon the Turl is not taking their worlds...
#TimeHeals
#pandemic
45 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jun 2020 1:10am
15th Jun 2020 1:10am
Bright
In the break of dawn, you lie awake
Never shy of awkwardness, just love to laze
a light grunt and growl, no bed to break
only troubled by the morning mist mixed with haze
depth of your droopy eyes, the window into your soul
locked steadily at me, I feel a bond taking hold
it has been really long yet I’m happy not to be in control
a feeling so unconditional, stories that aren’t just told
I run my fingers through your soft little ears,
I straighten your curly golden locks, your shyness...
Never shy of awkwardness, just love to laze
a light grunt and growl, no bed to break
only troubled by the morning mist mixed with haze
depth of your droopy eyes, the window into your soul
locked steadily at me, I feel a bond taking hold
it has been really long yet I’m happy not to be in control
a feeling so unconditional, stories that aren’t just told
I run my fingers through your soft little ears,
I straighten your curly golden locks, your shyness...
#love
#spiritual
#freedom
66 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
26th May 2020 1:33pm
26th May 2020 1:33pm
Livin' On A Prayer
A zillion shining stars, it was a clear night
A sense the dampness, like in an old fortress
the rain has kept it cool, the breeze then got light
having some juicy fruits, I waited for my seductress
the ambient was becoming cold, it felt like I’m on a mountain
the soothing scent the breath of air was intoxicating that night
calming sounds of water, beautifully played by the fountain
a peaceful night, it was perfect for an insane carnal delight
resting on my bed, filled with desire, I waited in all anticipation
she was my enchanting...
A sense the dampness, like in an old fortress
the rain has kept it cool, the breeze then got light
having some juicy fruits, I waited for my seductress
the ambient was becoming cold, it felt like I’m on a mountain
the soothing scent the breath of air was intoxicating that night
calming sounds of water, beautifully played by the fountain
a peaceful night, it was perfect for an insane carnal delight
resting on my bed, filled with desire, I waited in all anticipation
she was my enchanting...
#lust
#erotic
#dreams
#temptation
#passion
74 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th May 2020 8:35am
26th May 2020 8:35am
Just Your Beautiful Eyes
I don’t understand this
what is it that I really miss
what exactly I’m feeling
one amazing hour of virtual bliss
that has just left me reeling
I just can’t feel at the end
the deficiency does really matter
insatiable desire that’s godsend
doused with whiskey with water
pink or black, long or short,
the wrapping doesn’t matter
just keep them vibing, and
the feeling keeps getting better
where are you taking me? the smile that you give,
the brow that you raise is simply evil,...
what is it that I really miss
what exactly I’m feeling
one amazing hour of virtual bliss
that has just left me reeling
I just can’t feel at the end
the deficiency does really matter
insatiable desire that’s godsend
doused with whiskey with water
pink or black, long or short,
the wrapping doesn’t matter
just keep them vibing, and
the feeling keeps getting better
where are you taking me? the smile that you give,
the brow that you raise is simply evil,...
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#temptation
#passion
266 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th May 2020 7:47am
25th May 2020 7:47am
The Pounding in Found
It’s a night of June, I found you in Pound
it wasn’t Benfica, but it’s a night for the lovely chicas’
their worlds collide over the green grass on the ground
2018 World Cup between Mexico and South Korea
it’s the night of June, when I saw you dance
something about your physique, being in trance
yes the cup, it was eventually won by France,
except for a special match that was by chance
your pure strength was more than physical,
it was so powerful and definitely emotional
adrenaline spike, the energy uncontrollable
when you’re...
it wasn’t Benfica, but it’s a night for the lovely chicas’
their worlds collide over the green grass on the ground
2018 World Cup between Mexico and South Korea
it’s the night of June, when I saw you dance
something about your physique, being in trance
yes the cup, it was eventually won by France,
except for a special match that was by chance
your pure strength was more than physical,
it was so powerful and definitely emotional
adrenaline spike, the energy uncontrollable
when you’re...
#women
#conflict
#violence
#beauty
#alcohol
59 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th May 2020 6:38am
25th May 2020 6:38am
Daddy is Yours
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#sexy
#passion
274 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
23rd May 2020 6:51pm
23rd May 2020 6:51pm
Whore! My Brain Repeats
Whore! My brain says. I enjoy myself, life in these streets
Wise pennies, Sir is skilful and a master between the sheets.
all these poor young maidens, they are here for the sweets
centuries after centuries, it’s still what men love to eat!
Whore! My brain repeats.
a cast out with a steel blade like myself should not be tested
measured by an ordinary women whose interests are vested
Spasms of love spasms of hate, yet the feelings are the same
out of kindness, out of lust, men and us just ignore the shame
Whore! My brain repeats.
...
Wise pennies, Sir is skilful and a master between the sheets.
all these poor young maidens, they are here for the sweets
centuries after centuries, it’s still what men love to eat!
Whore! My brain repeats.
a cast out with a steel blade like myself should not be tested
measured by an ordinary women whose interests are vested
Spasms of love spasms of hate, yet the feelings are the same
out of kindness, out of lust, men and us just ignore the shame
Whore! My brain repeats.
...
#anxiety
#lust
#loneliness
#inspirational
#FeelingLost
79 reads
4 Comments
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