Submissions by Xino
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing ever since I got one of those kiddy laptops with the tiny dot matrix screens back in the early 90s. A combination of fantasy and dark romance with a few angsty ones here or there. I always destroy what I write because I'm self-defeating.
Push and Pull
Within eyes of Ice and Thunder,
binding chains torn asunder.
Anger, sadness, pain, woe,
you're here my love so they must go.
Alas for when you must depart,
darkness seeks to shroud my heart.
For when I cease to hear your breath,
a husk I am so much bereft.
Oh the ache is bittersweet,
for joy doth flourish next we meet.
Akin to flames so warm and bright,
which drive cruel demons from the night.
binding chains torn asunder.
Anger, sadness, pain, woe,
you're here my love so they must go.
Alas for when you must depart,
darkness seeks to shroud my heart.
For when I cease to hear your breath,
a husk I am so much bereft.
Oh the ache is bittersweet,
for joy doth flourish next we meet.
Akin to flames so warm and bright,
which drive cruel demons from the night.
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Longing
For what you ask,
Doth this man pine?
Be it water flesh or wine?
"No!" keen I,
Voice but a wisp,
Darling's heartfelt tender kiss.
Doth this man pine?
Be it water flesh or wine?
"No!" keen I,
Voice but a wisp,
Darling's heartfelt tender kiss.
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"Let me fix it Alone"
I'm held from fighting by your side,
this task is yours and yours alone.
My only action please postpone,
I will not turn my heart to stone.
Sitting here beyond your reach,
vitality begins to leech.
It seems my heart must surely burst,
for I yearn for you so much it hurts.
But know my love this pain is mine,
fear not the fact that my eyes shine.
The tears mourn not for me and you,
their simply all that I can do.
Imagine what will happen next,
when you hold me against your breast.
"I'm here, my dear. The deed is done,...
this task is yours and yours alone.
My only action please postpone,
I will not turn my heart to stone.
Sitting here beyond your reach,
vitality begins to leech.
It seems my heart must surely burst,
for I yearn for you so much it hurts.
But know my love this pain is mine,
fear not the fact that my eyes shine.
The tears mourn not for me and you,
their simply all that I can do.
Imagine what will happen next,
when you hold me against your breast.
"I'm here, my dear. The deed is done,...
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