Submissions by brazzoli
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just hoping to bring some amusement to anyone brave enough to peer into my creepy little world...
Letting you go..
In the twilight of our secret dreams we stand,
A love that once bloomed in a distant land
Whispers of goodbye linger in the air,
A farewell and a burden hard to bear
Silent echoes of I love you’s now softly weep,
Promise unkept and a perilous leap
Through tear stained memories, we gracefully wade,
A love story ending, a serenade
I think back to the passion we shared and the things we have done
As our journey concludes in the setting sun
Saying goodbye is hard to do
That you would choose this one day, I always knew
But I can sleep...
A love that once bloomed in a distant land
Whispers of goodbye linger in the air,
A farewell and a burden hard to bear
Silent echoes of I love you’s now softly weep,
Promise unkept and a perilous leap
Through tear stained memories, we gracefully wade,
A love story ending, a serenade
I think back to the passion we shared and the things we have done
As our journey concludes in the setting sun
Saying goodbye is hard to do
That you would choose this one day, I always knew
But I can sleep...
#disappointment
235 reads
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Naked
#ForbiddenLove
#obsession
258 reads
1 Comment
Xochiquetzal
She appears in my dreams.
Her face is familiar to me.
She has long raven hair
and is dressed in white.
She exuberates eroticism.
We do not speak,
but there’s a deep,
intuitive awareness between our souls.
It is my pain that she feels.. and I in hers
It is in my blood that she swims, and I in hers
A scorching passion exists.
Love engulfs us until morning.
I awaken to find she’s vanished.
Brazzoli 5-17-22
Her face is familiar to me.
She has long raven hair
and is dressed in white.
She exuberates eroticism.
We do not speak,
but there’s a deep,
intuitive awareness between our souls.
It is my pain that she feels.. and I in hers
It is in my blood that she swims, and I in hers
A scorching passion exists.
Love engulfs us until morning.
I awaken to find she’s vanished.
Brazzoli 5-17-22
#dreams
#utopia
400 reads
1 Comment
My Disease
#sex
538 reads
2 Comments
PUSSY PRISON
#addiction
739 reads
2 Comments
I am me
I am me
I am good
and I am bad
I’ll make you happy
and I’ll make you sad
I’ll make you laugh
and I’ll make you mad
But in the end
I’ll cause you pain
I’ll make it rain
I’ll let you down
and I won’t stick around
brazzoli 6/20/10
I am good
and I am bad
I’ll make you happy
and I’ll make you sad
I’ll make you laugh
and I’ll make you mad
But in the end
I’ll cause you pain
I’ll make it rain
I’ll let you down
and I won’t stick around
brazzoli 6/20/10
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Enshroud
Enshroud
I am but a shell..
I'm not really here
You may see me,
but I'm hollow.
I am just like you..
but you`re missing something
that’s in me
and me in you..
Whatever is on my mind,
I write it as I feel it
I will tell you a lie
but I write the truth..
I`m truthful to myself
but I lie to you..
I am better than most people I know..
but Im also the worst..
Im better and worse than anybody I know
brazzoli 2-13-14
I am but a shell..
I'm not really here
You may see me,
but I'm hollow.
I am just like you..
but you`re missing something
that’s in me
and me in you..
Whatever is on my mind,
I write it as I feel it
I will tell you a lie
but I write the truth..
I`m truthful to myself
but I lie to you..
I am better than most people I know..
but Im also the worst..
Im better and worse than anybody I know
brazzoli 2-13-14
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The Serenity of the Mazada
The Serenity of the Mazada
The serenity of the Mazada
The bliss of seclusion
The absence of chaos
A sequestered peace
Alone in my thoughts
The silence buzzing in my ear
A disposition of solitude
Isolated, I am satisfied with myself
In the presence of others,
I`m painfully aware of my failings
brazzoli 1/26/10
The serenity of the Mazada
The bliss of seclusion
The absence of chaos
A sequestered peace
Alone in my thoughts
The silence buzzing in my ear
A disposition of solitude
Isolated, I am satisfied with myself
In the presence of others,
I`m painfully aware of my failings
brazzoli 1/26/10
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I HATE MONEY
I HATE MONEY
I hate how some people
are born into poverty
and struggle their whole life,
yet some are born on 3rd base
and go through life
thinking they`ve hit a triple
Yeah, and these are the same people
who as adults are still on their momma`s nipple!
I hate how the lack of money makes you feel
And how people with money
Think the rest of us should just bow and kneel
How it makes otherwise honest people
rob and steal
I hate how money decides who`s important
And who`s not
How respect can be bought
How...
I hate how some people
are born into poverty
and struggle their whole life,
yet some are born on 3rd base
and go through life
thinking they`ve hit a triple
Yeah, and these are the same people
who as adults are still on their momma`s nipple!
I hate how the lack of money makes you feel
And how people with money
Think the rest of us should just bow and kneel
How it makes otherwise honest people
rob and steal
I hate how money decides who`s important
And who`s not
How respect can be bought
How...
861 reads
1 Comment
AVOCATION
AVOCATION
Women without faces
The hunt for the perfect illusion
A risk of shame
The war between the flesh and soul
Being held captive by the allurement
A strict code of secrecy
The enticement of forbidden fruit
A stranger behind the door
The exhilaration of the endeavor
A descending wake
and reiterating the madness
brazzoli 12/20/09
Women without faces
The hunt for the perfect illusion
A risk of shame
The war between the flesh and soul
Being held captive by the allurement
A strict code of secrecy
The enticement of forbidden fruit
A stranger behind the door
The exhilaration of the endeavor
A descending wake
and reiterating the madness
brazzoli 12/20/09
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Rue the Day
Rue The Day
The smoldering ashes of betrayal
An unloved woman
Stained glass windows in an old church
A sullen day
Blackbirds on a telephone wire
And the sound of a train in the distance
brazzoli 3/2/11
The smoldering ashes of betrayal
An unloved woman
Stained glass windows in an old church
A sullen day
Blackbirds on a telephone wire
And the sound of a train in the distance
brazzoli 3/2/11
606 reads
2 Comments
Broken People
Broken People
The winds of despair
people who don’t care
promises un kept
a child that wept
a life of pain
watching the rain
broken people
a fallen steeple
a shameful veil
and a soulful wail
brazzoli 10/20/10
The winds of despair
people who don’t care
promises un kept
a child that wept
a life of pain
watching the rain
broken people
a fallen steeple
a shameful veil
and a soulful wail
brazzoli 10/20/10
635 reads
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