Submissions by Zazzles (Broomie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Among The Leaves
That day I saw her body
laying dead among some leaves
so weird to see this woman
who looks a lot like me.
I closed my eyes and rubbed them
I was sure this wasn't real
I then reached out to touch her
her pain has never healed.
I saw into...
laying dead among some leaves
so weird to see this woman
who looks a lot like me.
I closed my eyes and rubbed them
I was sure this wasn't real
I then reached out to touch her
her pain has never healed.
I saw into...
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Murder She Wrote
Blood red all around
no murder weapon
no body found.
Crimson splats
left on the walls
broken glass
you saw it all.
You were told
to stay outside
I told you twice
to run and hide.
Things got crazy
we had a fight
I stabbed that fucker
with my knife
I stabbed him twice
right in his face
then burned his ...
no murder weapon
no body found.
Crimson splats
left on the walls
broken glass
you saw it all.
You were told
to stay outside
I told you twice
to run and hide.
Things got crazy
we had a fight
I stabbed that fucker
with my knife
I stabbed him twice
right in his face
then burned his ...
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I know his secret
Her hand is placed tightly upon his weary
shoulder, the other upon his supple thigh
she can feel the power given to her
such an unrealistic high
wickedly she grins then laughs
as her sex-slave walks through the door
on your knees and beg for it
you kinky little whore—
the other man is waiting
as his pants fall to the floor
she tells...
shoulder, the other upon his supple thigh
she can feel the power given to her
such an unrealistic high
wickedly she grins then laughs
as her sex-slave walks through the door
on your knees and beg for it
you kinky little whore—
the other man is waiting
as his pants fall to the floor
she tells...
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Tiny Box
Inside a tiny box
lays a tiny key
to my tiny heart
A toxic shock
that really hurt,
Pandora's Box
I was left to rot,
I'm vacant.
No feelings spared
no one here to care,
left alone soon became
my home I'm fragile.
Tucked away ...
lays a tiny key
to my tiny heart
A toxic shock
that really hurt,
Pandora's Box
I was left to rot,
I'm vacant.
No feelings spared
no one here to care,
left alone soon became
my home I'm fragile.
Tucked away ...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Zazzles (Broomie)