Submissions by apostatedeath
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I never copyright my work ,I do not feel important enough to even presume to own words ,so enjoy them as you will. I am here for everyone,you will never hear a judgmental statement from me because I believe in freedom complete,
therein lies eternity
font=Times New Roman]such a tiny word,no less impacting like the heat
of an august sun.
release in me please this aching that binds my soul,
the infliction of vast imagination and the
all consuming oceans of desire in vivid fantasies.
taste now these lips that promise ecstasy as I
quench this thirst,drinking from the fountain in your
private garden.
speak my name out loud from the peak of what gives
uncontrollable dance to your body in whole
and brings your breath in uneven gasp,unhindered your
grasp being driven to the height where you ravenously...
of an august sun.
release in me please this aching that binds my soul,
the infliction of vast imagination and the
all consuming oceans of desire in vivid fantasies.
taste now these lips that promise ecstasy as I
quench this thirst,drinking from the fountain in your
private garden.
speak my name out loud from the peak of what gives
uncontrollable dance to your body in whole
and brings your breath in uneven gasp,unhindered your
grasp being driven to the height where you ravenously...
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supernova tongue insertion
Axis cream sonnet/Jocelyn's theme
Feel my breath as it burns with iniquity,
Intimately closer, the smell of your womanhood so intoxicating,
Surely the heat from my face must make you squirm with anticipation
Feeling my all consuming inner need to see the beauty
Of the sensual struggle in your face as I glide
The slopes of your moist valley with lips as thirsty
As the sun,
Seeking pleasantly to make you undone,
Tongue massaging your clitoris until you moan
In spasms releasing oceans of much desperately desired come.
No rest enters my mind...
Feel my breath as it burns with iniquity,
Intimately closer, the smell of your womanhood so intoxicating,
Surely the heat from my face must make you squirm with anticipation
Feeling my all consuming inner need to see the beauty
Of the sensual struggle in your face as I glide
The slopes of your moist valley with lips as thirsty
As the sun,
Seeking pleasantly to make you undone,
Tongue massaging your clitoris until you moan
In spasms releasing oceans of much desperately desired come.
No rest enters my mind...
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13,15,14,9,3,1 forever
bet you wouldn't know of
my stolen glances longingly at you
secretly without permission i must confess,
into the thirsty depths of my sleeping realms and dreams,
to what end however i dare not speak of the intensity,
especially when morning comes all too swiftly.
really i ask,is it truly such a confounding forbidden notion to want
a more intimate stir,especially when the heart broken of bones
bleeds true desire,bursting at it's seams.
my soul screams trying to force it's way through my chest,
looking into your eyes I see the absolute...
my stolen glances longingly at you
secretly without permission i must confess,
into the thirsty depths of my sleeping realms and dreams,
to what end however i dare not speak of the intensity,
especially when morning comes all too swiftly.
really i ask,is it truly such a confounding forbidden notion to want
a more intimate stir,especially when the heart broken of bones
bleeds true desire,bursting at it's seams.
my soul screams trying to force it's way through my chest,
looking into your eyes I see the absolute...
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inner thought file
such a genuine smile in the midst of mass hypocrisy and complacency,mine is merely an upside frown but it is warm just the same when seen,yours comes quickly,freely and energizing and is more precious than the golden rays of the sun. in this sky perhaps i will fly though my wings are frayed I'm thinking somewhere in this beginning that has begun there may be refuge,however one must keep in mind that sanctuary only remains a safe haven if the occupants live in covert secrecy,all else fails for human weakness will always seek to intrude.
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shadowed in cold apathy
Here is I shadowed in cold apathy among the ruins and the stones disfiguring the truth but always the bullets remain in my filtering gun and mind under stains, it's more than minor legacy, the precipice of something even more unauthentic, and should the world know me in truth and less by name still could I never explain the inner combat,these struggles,these wars and priceless bullshit parades,caught in a well of my self-pity,degrading states never self owned,my morbid eye of making.
i belonged to my sorrow as much a part of me as my legs,cast off into private ugly spaces,almost wishful...
i belonged to my sorrow as much a part of me as my legs,cast off into private ugly spaces,almost wishful...
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insatiable obssession
Another night beckons.
again the overwhelming hunger has crept in;
sticking my fingers into my mouth I think of you,
picturing you balanced on the end of my tongue,
lips straddling either side,dripping sweet honey,
a delicious fountain where I greedily drink oceans
and luscious rivers,never in fear of drowning in such
pleasant demise.
scarcely can I stifle the yearning in my frustration,
O such perfect misery amplifying such desire alone,
one seldom does realize though in vain,
the absolute devotion bestowed.
vacant in my shell,in my hell...
again the overwhelming hunger has crept in;
sticking my fingers into my mouth I think of you,
picturing you balanced on the end of my tongue,
lips straddling either side,dripping sweet honey,
a delicious fountain where I greedily drink oceans
and luscious rivers,never in fear of drowning in such
pleasant demise.
scarcely can I stifle the yearning in my frustration,
O such perfect misery amplifying such desire alone,
one seldom does realize though in vain,
the absolute devotion bestowed.
vacant in my shell,in my hell...
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symptoms of rejection
i]Did you know that your words,especially the ones you don't say,
eat into my unhealed wounds and spirals me into dismay?
flawed inside my facade,
my frozen ocean of regret,
nothing soothes the need
to engage in oral libidinal ravishing.
an impostor i pose,trying to show you view though
somewhat untrue expresses the me i'd like to be,
hell explained in dark shadows where not even the flames
of my obsession illuminates the path leading open the way
from the face of this horror of my life where my love bleeds,
hemorrhaging all that i am in hopes...
eat into my unhealed wounds and spirals me into dismay?
flawed inside my facade,
my frozen ocean of regret,
nothing soothes the need
to engage in oral libidinal ravishing.
an impostor i pose,trying to show you view though
somewhat untrue expresses the me i'd like to be,
hell explained in dark shadows where not even the flames
of my obsession illuminates the path leading open the way
from the face of this horror of my life where my love bleeds,
hemorrhaging all that i am in hopes...
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fulcrum cries under wounded skies
Must be something comforting in the misery,
I've gotten so used to feeling glum,
that any other emotion is cumbersome,
such a pity since I know that of this I am the fulcrum.
I have the ability like all others to control my destiny,
but that pertains to my soul alone,what of the rest of me,
this disfigured body, twisted in ways no man should have to endure,
the chilling indignities of a decrepit form beyond the norm,
the morn I mourn,born of simple cruelty,
alas! surviving life's brutality storm.
sadly it happened that I fell through...
I've gotten so used to feeling glum,
that any other emotion is cumbersome,
such a pity since I know that of this I am the fulcrum.
I have the ability like all others to control my destiny,
but that pertains to my soul alone,what of the rest of me,
this disfigured body, twisted in ways no man should have to endure,
the chilling indignities of a decrepit form beyond the norm,
the morn I mourn,born of simple cruelty,
alas! surviving life's brutality storm.
sadly it happened that I fell through...
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revealing in final embrace
Seems I've lived in this acute dead fall,
of my unfulfilled yearnings for so long,
I reach out but I fear there's nothing to grab onto,
I'm guessing no one's even there?
Out of all the things that should come to me in these hours
of my most desperate needs, only your echo sustains,
please find me, dear beautiful eyes,
I can not fathom a reason to remain for tomorrow
though I've so much of myself to give,
I'm drowning and I can't swim.
I saw you in my sacred garden
where in my dreams I tasted your moans,
I licked...
of my unfulfilled yearnings for so long,
I reach out but I fear there's nothing to grab onto,
I'm guessing no one's even there?
Out of all the things that should come to me in these hours
of my most desperate needs, only your echo sustains,
please find me, dear beautiful eyes,
I can not fathom a reason to remain for tomorrow
though I've so much of myself to give,
I'm drowning and I can't swim.
I saw you in my sacred garden
where in my dreams I tasted your moans,
I licked...
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Passion' kiss / Something of need
Hungry lips brush in a longing caress
As moans of ecstasy from mouth to mouth pass;
Pleasure in the shadows of a summer moon
Is bestowed and retrieved.
Blissful wings of blithe carries the two
Lovers beyond the threshold to erotic
Plateaus of rapture and fulfillment.
So intimate a warmth felt desire complete,
as the taste sensually tongued releases a moan
that buckles your knees and lean you fully
upon me,
O such a beautiful dream.
I often ponder:
Do you even want to know
the way I'm thinking?
Do you even want...
As moans of ecstasy from mouth to mouth pass;
Pleasure in the shadows of a summer moon
Is bestowed and retrieved.
Blissful wings of blithe carries the two
Lovers beyond the threshold to erotic
Plateaus of rapture and fulfillment.
So intimate a warmth felt desire complete,
as the taste sensually tongued releases a moan
that buckles your knees and lean you fully
upon me,
O such a beautiful dream.
I often ponder:
Do you even want to know
the way I'm thinking?
Do you even want...
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Onliness rememberance of woe
vastly misunderstood,
I close my face from the sun, solitude my solace in my den,
secret is my grave iniquity and delicious is my sin.
I've longed to find in you with an uninhibited tongue,
O how I dream of the things you'll say in out of breath
whispers that contains not even a modicum of shame.
low but how you decapitate my feelings like empty promises
of whim-full youth,no reason to confide with a lie
when much greater is the truth,
why not did you cut me loose,
the antithesis of fortune,reverse Midas touch,
albatross where all is...
I close my face from the sun, solitude my solace in my den,
secret is my grave iniquity and delicious is my sin.
I've longed to find in you with an uninhibited tongue,
O how I dream of the things you'll say in out of breath
whispers that contains not even a modicum of shame.
low but how you decapitate my feelings like empty promises
of whim-full youth,no reason to confide with a lie
when much greater is the truth,
why not did you cut me loose,
the antithesis of fortune,reverse Midas touch,
albatross where all is...
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Ancient Night Rendezvous
floating in the soothing darkness,my paradise,
I feel your hand as you caress my shoulder,
short raven hair frames your face in the moonlight,
we kiss and the night grows colder,
you look into me,dark piercing eyes,
saying why did you wait so long my dear,
you know we only have this chance
every 1000 lonely years.
we danced,the dance,that lovers dance,
to this insatiable hunger we become slaves,
savoring sweet tasting ecstasy
as we toss and turn in the grave.
alas I feel the morning beckoning me,
but I could not...
I feel your hand as you caress my shoulder,
short raven hair frames your face in the moonlight,
we kiss and the night grows colder,
you look into me,dark piercing eyes,
saying why did you wait so long my dear,
you know we only have this chance
every 1000 lonely years.
we danced,the dance,that lovers dance,
to this insatiable hunger we become slaves,
savoring sweet tasting ecstasy
as we toss and turn in the grave.
alas I feel the morning beckoning me,
but I could not...
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