Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me.
Fragments In Shadows
In fragments in the shadows of a wilted rose
lost in the depths of a moonless night
down corridors for a symphony of pleasure
bound by the shards of a broken heart
of the enigma that cloaks the face of night
beyond the embrace of rendezvous's flesh
hanging by a whisper arising a cold September
in fragments in the shadows of a wilted rose
lost in the depths of a moonless night
down corridors for a symphony of pleasure
bound by the shards of a broken heart
of the enigma that cloaks the face of night
beyond the embrace of rendezvous's flesh
hanging by a whisper arising a cold September
in fragments in the shadows of a wilted rose
#lust
#dark
#erotic #vampires
#erotic #vampires
189 reads
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Orbs of Twilight Moon
Seeing the stars of the sun in your eyes
orbs of autumn's twilight moon
as if vagabonds of falling leaves
pastels of silent dreams
in the distant horizons
holding souvenirs warming heart
my sweet Erotica, I breathe
orbs of autumn's twilight moon
orbs of autumn's twilight moon
as if vagabonds of falling leaves
pastels of silent dreams
in the distant horizons
holding souvenirs warming heart
my sweet Erotica, I breathe
orbs of autumn's twilight moon
#lust
#erotic
#passion
188 reads
6 Comments
Shake It Off
Shake it off today don't be lonely
talk to a cloud play Leapfrog
on Monday
treat the winds of March as silk
rub it across your nose
listen to the crickets play croquet
thinking grass as wickets
shake it off today and buy a daydream
put it in your pocket and save
play Leapfrog on Tuesday
talk to a cloud play Leapfrog
on Monday
treat the winds of March as silk
rub it across your nose
listen to the crickets play croquet
thinking grass as wickets
shake it off today and buy a daydream
put it in your pocket and save
play Leapfrog on Tuesday
#happiness
#inspirational
160 reads
6 Comments
Rethreads
..in winter's pall cold sleeves of winter
from the ashes of September
as the pale wind blows
naked and in need of rethreads
silent snow of malignant cold
over the hoarfrost naked and exposed
waiting for the dust to settle
from rethreads on the hearse
bursting forth from the sleeves of a sinner
from the ashes of September
as the pale wind blows
naked and in need of rethreads
silent snow of malignant cold
over the hoarfrost naked and exposed
waiting for the dust to settle
from rethreads on the hearse
bursting forth from the sleeves of a sinner
#dark
#death
148 reads
2 Comments
Bold Seduction-with Grace
Nature showcased desires
from glass screens of decorum
melodious songs of birds and bees
taking their dives soft and sweet
desires and passion meet
when the petals dance and sway
birds with wings caress the softness
of the blossoms worshipping the sky above
they serenade each other with dives
sipping from pools where seduction unfold
the fragrance of crushed roses
permeates the air against the dust of gold
in shades of twilight's shadows of seduction
ignite the naked lust of the malignant fires ...
from glass screens of decorum
melodious songs of birds and bees
taking their dives soft and sweet
desires and passion meet
when the petals dance and sway
birds with wings caress the softness
of the blossoms worshipping the sky above
they serenade each other with dives
sipping from pools where seduction unfold
the fragrance of crushed roses
permeates the air against the dust of gold
in shades of twilight's shadows of seduction
ignite the naked lust of the malignant fires ...
#erotic
204 reads
2 Comments
Naked in Monsoon
Wrapped in a body of naked monsoon
dancing naked in a haunting swoon
rising from the showers in the bamboo
with a lusting breath of soft bassoon
in moments of our bridal Brigadoon
with a scent of misting tea's beaucoup
lifting us over cataracts in shampoo
wrapped in a body of naked monsoon
dancing naked in a haunting swoon
rising from the showers in the bamboo
with a lusting breath of soft bassoon
in moments of our bridal Brigadoon
with a scent of misting tea's beaucoup
lifting us over cataracts in shampoo
wrapped in a body of naked monsoon
#romantic
#erotic
#sensual
215 reads
4 Comments
Eternal Dreams
Letting sleep swallow eternal dreams
sandman sprinkling the laze
soundless dark unsung blue eyes
through the inner ear
with shadows of a flame
touched by a breath of night's enamel
the short wick of the stars ends the day
turned out by the winds of the shades
through the inner ear
sandman sprinkling the laze
soundless dark unsung blue eyes
through the inner ear
with shadows of a flame
touched by a breath of night's enamel
the short wick of the stars ends the day
turned out by the winds of the shades
through the inner ear
#inspirational
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
136 reads
2 Comments
Decaying in Woolsey
Long memories of shadows and melodies
and tides of forgotten in sands of time
ancestors of words on yellowed pages
haunted by nightmares of my lost love
tapping into her soul now buried alone
fragmented bones decaying in woolsey
hungering for a morsel of life's flesh
and the bitter taste of destruction
and tides of forgotten in sands of time
ancestors of words on yellowed pages
haunted by nightmares of my lost love
tapping into her soul now buried alone
fragmented bones decaying in woolsey
hungering for a morsel of life's flesh
and the bitter taste of destruction
#dark
#WritingPoetry
#horror
161 reads
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Breathless Hyperbole
Breathless hyperbole
echoes in shadows I touch
pale as the twilight's oyster
blushing your last kiss blue
upon your sleeping breasts,
realizing, it takes a stiletto
to make a river run red
then swoon you a lullaby
echoes in shadows I touch
pale as the twilight's oyster
blushing your last kiss blue
upon your sleeping breasts,
realizing, it takes a stiletto
to make a river run red
then swoon you a lullaby
#dark
#erotic
176 reads
4 Comments
Mittens are Numb
Mittens are numb, gone are leaves
as winds whisper, trees into totems
the souls of the woods as nature mourns
a single oak where a heart of bark failed
the misting frost rises turning into wings
as a heavy hush in a frozen realm
leaving no footprints to mar the scene
as winds whisper, trees into totems
the souls of the woods as nature mourns
a single oak where a heart of bark failed
the misting frost rises turning into wings
as a heavy hush in a frozen realm
leaving no footprints to mar the scene
#nature
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry #philosophical
#WritingPoetry #philosophical
172 reads
6 Comments
Choda in Wet Toyoda-with Grace
#dark
#erotic
#WritingPoetry
87 reads
0 Comments
Twin Beds-with Grace
In shadows beneath the bed
death among the bangers
listening to the curse
swallowing the dead
in shadows beneath the bed
of a zombie eating my shoes
from heel to tongue
a rigid corpse cold and glum
The whine of eager hunger
echoes in desolate halls
gangrenes light sweep walls
hiding the hordes of darkness
created monsters of the human mind
the safety of beds on both sides
mere desperate imagination
helpless in hopelessness
death among the bangers
listening to the curse
swallowing the dead
in shadows beneath the bed
of a zombie eating my shoes
from heel to tongue
a rigid corpse cold and glum
The whine of eager hunger
echoes in desolate halls
gangrenes light sweep walls
hiding the hordes of darkness
created monsters of the human mind
the safety of beds on both sides
mere desperate imagination
helpless in hopelessness
#dark
#collaboration
#fear
197 reads
8 Comments
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