Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
A Tender Adieu
poppies poisonous kiss
drips from my nettled lips
poison ivy thoughts choke
were we close or was it an illusion?
could be my going away
for so long left you cold
picking up the broken pieces
of all the conversations we've had
holding them in my hands
dusty with cob webs
staring at them in wonder
just a short infatuation
a lust never to be more
was my choosing
though I still long for your friendship
you never wanted that from me
...
drips from my nettled lips
poison ivy thoughts choke
were we close or was it an illusion?
could be my going away
for so long left you cold
picking up the broken pieces
of all the conversations we've had
holding them in my hands
dusty with cob webs
staring at them in wonder
just a short infatuation
a lust never to be more
was my choosing
though I still long for your friendship
you never wanted that from me
...
1358 reads
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Anxiety And Cocaine Medication

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Lilt
tender notes of amour
lilt on a tempest wind
drown out by distraction
never hearing them
you don't see the beauty
that is before you
kneeling at your feet
submission willingly given
adoring the brute, yet
afraid you will crush
my delicate bloom
that is sweet nectar
with your denial
of my presence
I've become invisible
the more vulnerable I become
you adored the whore
can you not...
lilt on a tempest wind
drown out by distraction
never hearing them
you don't see the beauty
that is before you
kneeling at your feet
submission willingly given
adoring the brute, yet
afraid you will crush
my delicate bloom
that is sweet nectar
with your denial
of my presence
I've become invisible
the more vulnerable I become
you adored the whore
can you not...
1284 reads
40 Comments
Indelible
where did my careless heart go?
hidden amongst the shattered remains
of tea cup femininity and corset restrictions
obscured by the long shadows cast
in an empty room at noon
discarded memories sit amongst the ashes
trinkets of past lusts gone wrong
sitting primly in my glass tower
looking out at the sea at dawn
my aching vessel reaches to you
though you're a phantom
a wisp of smoke
over an untroubled lake
skipping stones...
hidden amongst the shattered remains
of tea cup femininity and corset restrictions
obscured by the long shadows cast
in an empty room at noon
discarded memories sit amongst the ashes
trinkets of past lusts gone wrong
sitting primly in my glass tower
looking out at the sea at dawn
my aching vessel reaches to you
though you're a phantom
a wisp of smoke
over an untroubled lake
skipping stones...
1039 reads
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The Undead Dollies
Piercing me with their glassy eyes
as I pass by following me everywhere I go
these antique dolls containers for the damned
a punishment for the vain of this world
living beauties in life now a mere shadow
encased in glass shelves
a woman's prize, a little girl's nightmare
they walk and talk while mamma's asleep
biting and tearing at flesh with their demonic touch
with cold hands they reach out
while tucked in bed, sheets covering
your beautiful little head
you scream in terror
mamma runs in...
as I pass by following me everywhere I go
these antique dolls containers for the damned
a punishment for the vain of this world
living beauties in life now a mere shadow
encased in glass shelves
a woman's prize, a little girl's nightmare
they walk and talk while mamma's asleep
biting and tearing at flesh with their demonic touch
with cold hands they reach out
while tucked in bed, sheets covering
your beautiful little head
you scream in terror
mamma runs in...
1035 reads
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The Day I Met Steven Spielberg
I was twelve years old
my uncle an exec for Proctor and Gamble
was invited to a luncheon at Spielberg's house
excited to meet a celebrity
with giddy anticipation
I went to his beach front house in Malibu
crest fallen and unimpressed
who was this everyday guy
in shorts and a ball cap?
my sisters and I disinterested with him
were beckoned by the call
of the beautiful sandy beaches we saw outside
while my sisters waded in the surf
me calling them chicken for not...
my uncle an exec for Proctor and Gamble
was invited to a luncheon at Spielberg's house
excited to meet a celebrity
with giddy anticipation
I went to his beach front house in Malibu
crest fallen and unimpressed
who was this everyday guy
in shorts and a ball cap?
my sisters and I disinterested with him
were beckoned by the call
of the beautiful sandy beaches we saw outside
while my sisters waded in the surf
me calling them chicken for not...
948 reads
27 Comments
Beyond The Black Stump~With the lovely blue_angel
Whispers drift
lithely through the trees
inaudible to man and beast.
While wings of silence forebode
her words form fire upon stone.
[Enticed] I encircle 'round about her,
drawing in closer to gaze intently
upon the mystic maiden.
Amidst the black forest's secrecy
her lips glisten in Wicca's intensity.
this nymph of the forest
so intoxicatingly beautiful
dancing around me
my heart heavy she draws me in
with her luscious secrets
whispered in my ear on the wind ...
lithely through the trees
inaudible to man and beast.
While wings of silence forebode
her words form fire upon stone.
[Enticed] I encircle 'round about her,
drawing in closer to gaze intently
upon the mystic maiden.
Amidst the black forest's secrecy
her lips glisten in Wicca's intensity.
this nymph of the forest
so intoxicatingly beautiful
dancing around me
my heart heavy she draws me in
with her luscious secrets
whispered in my ear on the wind ...
1186 reads
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Onyx Drops Of Madness
reigning darkness
is the color of my rain
onyx shadowing a soul
that lies prostrate
in subservience
to the inner demons
that plague my existence
the true nature of my being
hidden away by their visceral faces
melancholy rain drops
pour down on a lonely heart
sheltering in their ferocious pull
the face of madness emerges
darkly beautiful in it's visage
a covering to my reality
fantasy the shade
the waters that I bathe in
cleansing me of all that ails
...
is the color of my rain
onyx shadowing a soul
that lies prostrate
in subservience
to the inner demons
that plague my existence
the true nature of my being
hidden away by their visceral faces
melancholy rain drops
pour down on a lonely heart
sheltering in their ferocious pull
the face of madness emerges
darkly beautiful in it's visage
a covering to my reality
fantasy the shade
the waters that I bathe in
cleansing me of all that ails
...
966 reads
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His Cum Sluts~With The Gorgeous Taryn and The Sexy Sir VegasPoet

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Dominant Presence And The Little Girl In Me
all it took was a moment in your presence
shaking like a little girl running for a stiff drink, a smoke
you still affect me like this after all this time
the masochist in me wants you to brutalize me
beat me into submission it's what I crave
I've played the whore in your absence
the submissive in me wants to crawl to you
on hands and knees suckle at your cock
like the starved cum slut that I am
I'm a grown woman though you bring out the little girl in me
the deviant one that longs to be...
shaking like a little girl running for a stiff drink, a smoke
you still affect me like this after all this time
the masochist in me wants you to brutalize me
beat me into submission it's what I crave
I've played the whore in your absence
the submissive in me wants to crawl to you
on hands and knees suckle at your cock
like the starved cum slut that I am
I'm a grown woman though you bring out the little girl in me
the deviant one that longs to be...
1215 reads
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Ex Coke Whore

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The Melting Of An Ice Queen
retracing my steps
quietly so as not to trouble
or stir the waters
vulnerability my Mistress now
submitting to her
a frightening thing
I love a strong Dominant voice
one that enters with force
skews realities
the Ice Queen is melting
felt invincible while high on coke
now Crimsin has stepped aside
Brenda is emerging
crushed butterfly wings in hand
laid bare...
quietly so as not to trouble
or stir the waters
vulnerability my Mistress now
submitting to her
a frightening thing
I love a strong Dominant voice
one that enters with force
skews realities
the Ice Queen is melting
felt invincible while high on coke
now Crimsin has stepped aside
Brenda is emerging
crushed butterfly wings in hand
laid bare...
1238 reads
35 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)