Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
Desert Lands
My beautiful lady
why have you deserted me?
all the colors spring from you
now my world is painted black
the clock is ticking backwards
without you in my life
a whirling vortex of pain
sucking me dry
you are my water
lovely one
come rain down on me
take me from the desert lands
I've been wandering in
no power nor punch mouth rusted shut
please open the door
that is now locked for me
take me in your arms
I feel you watching from afar
my soul aching for your touch
end this...
why have you deserted me?
all the colors spring from you
now my world is painted black
the clock is ticking backwards
without you in my life
a whirling vortex of pain
sucking me dry
you are my water
lovely one
come rain down on me
take me from the desert lands
I've been wandering in
no power nor punch mouth rusted shut
please open the door
that is now locked for me
take me in your arms
I feel you watching from afar
my soul aching for your touch
end this...
993 reads
20 Comments
Your Alice Is Lonely
Your Alice
is lost in Wonderland
chasing white rabbits
falling further down the hole
I seek you
on this night
my Cheshire cat
though when
I think I see you
poof you're up in smoke
missing you tonight
I travel further
down the path
thinking you must be
partying with the
Mad Hatter tonight
I want to be
at that tea party
along side you
please pass me
the hookah
(Read by Carpe_Noctem my Cheshire Cat thank you so much I love...
is lost in Wonderland
chasing white rabbits
falling further down the hole
I seek you
on this night
my Cheshire cat
though when
I think I see you
poof you're up in smoke
missing you tonight
I travel further
down the path
thinking you must be
partying with the
Mad Hatter tonight
I want to be
at that tea party
along side you
please pass me
the hookah
(Read by Carpe_Noctem my Cheshire Cat thank you so much I love...
1494 reads
40 Comments
My Plagued Heart
I feel sad today
alone and afraid
terrified of the future
walking in the ashes of my past
circling through my mind
mistakes I've made
like a scratched record
that keeps repeating
the same lyrics
the blues station
all day long every day
I beg the powers that be
play me a new tune
to dance to today
take me from the soot
wash me clean
in the river of contentment
take me to the shores of enlightenment
groaning within myself
I wish to smash that wrecked record
beat it...
alone and afraid
terrified of the future
walking in the ashes of my past
circling through my mind
mistakes I've made
like a scratched record
that keeps repeating
the same lyrics
the blues station
all day long every day
I beg the powers that be
play me a new tune
to dance to today
take me from the soot
wash me clean
in the river of contentment
take me to the shores of enlightenment
groaning within myself
I wish to smash that wrecked record
beat it...
903 reads
19 Comments
Eve's Rotten Apple
I've taken my knife
filleting my skin
bleeding for you on the page
I've exposed myself in public
then searched for a cloak
to cover my nakedness
though once it's out there
there is no covering for my shame
just the ugly truth
like a rotten apple plucked from
the tree full of worms
once eaten they take hold of your belly
make their way to your brain
taking hold like a parasite
wrapping around your cerebellum
enshrouding your every thought
I wish I could cover my raw thoughts
though...
filleting my skin
bleeding for you on the page
I've exposed myself in public
then searched for a cloak
to cover my nakedness
though once it's out there
there is no covering for my shame
just the ugly truth
like a rotten apple plucked from
the tree full of worms
once eaten they take hold of your belly
make their way to your brain
taking hold like a parasite
wrapping around your cerebellum
enshrouding your every thought
I wish I could cover my raw thoughts
though...
1109 reads
16 Comments
Ecstasy (Carpe_Noctem -Crimsin Collab.)
This little white dove
sits on my palm,
ready to give my
serotonin receptors a blast
this warm feeling
passes my spine
feel the empathy
feel the music
pulsating rhythms rift
through my body
as the light show begins
seeing falling stars
streak their way past my vision
feeling so very beautiful
like i'm a goddess
the center of the universe
ahhh between my thighs
I feel you though you haven't touched me
double drop triple drop
my serotonin receptors plead ...
sits on my palm,
ready to give my
serotonin receptors a blast
this warm feeling
passes my spine
feel the empathy
feel the music
pulsating rhythms rift
through my body
as the light show begins
seeing falling stars
streak their way past my vision
feeling so very beautiful
like i'm a goddess
the center of the universe
ahhh between my thighs
I feel you though you haven't touched me
double drop triple drop
my serotonin receptors plead ...
1133 reads
14 Comments
Nothing Compares To You
Why do I love you?
the enigma that alludes me
puzzles my mind
with oddly shaped words
that wrap around my intellect
fitting in all the right places
in life we wouldn't mesh
though I can dream
fantasize about you
slamming me with poetry
opening my inner sanctum
with your rough pen
riding me with angry yet delicate strokes
you will never notice me
I would gladly be the cigarette smoke
that stains your walls
the sheets below you
as you make love to another
tasting you second...
the enigma that alludes me
puzzles my mind
with oddly shaped words
that wrap around my intellect
fitting in all the right places
in life we wouldn't mesh
though I can dream
fantasize about you
slamming me with poetry
opening my inner sanctum
with your rough pen
riding me with angry yet delicate strokes
you will never notice me
I would gladly be the cigarette smoke
that stains your walls
the sheets below you
as you make love to another
tasting you second...
1152 reads
18 Comments
Stained Glass
A stained glassed window reflecting
all the facets of my feelings
the grey lead that weaves it all together
is a symbol of my guilt
holding tight to all the colors
and facets of my being
I don't know how to seperate
this collage of glass in need
of it's leaden holdings
i'm afraid without them
I would simply be shards of glass
broken on the floor
a mess to be swept under the carpet
never to be seen again
no longer shining in the sun
all the facets of my feelings
the grey lead that weaves it all together
is a symbol of my guilt
holding tight to all the colors
and facets of my being
I don't know how to seperate
this collage of glass in need
of it's leaden holdings
i'm afraid without them
I would simply be shards of glass
broken on the floor
a mess to be swept under the carpet
never to be seen again
no longer shining in the sun
874 reads
14 Comments
Seal My Lips
I wish I could
seal up all the words
that have so carelessly
tumbled from my lips
gaze upon them in their trapped state
I wonder what they would look like
imagining a whirling black void
with tendrils still seeking to suck life
from the people I uttered them to
longing with all my heart
to take them back
I ask the heavens to
cast them in the sea of forgetfulness
where I no longer play the dark jester
with no laughs to be had
seal up all the words
that have so carelessly
tumbled from my lips
gaze upon them in their trapped state
I wonder what they would look like
imagining a whirling black void
with tendrils still seeking to suck life
from the people I uttered them to
longing with all my heart
to take them back
I ask the heavens to
cast them in the sea of forgetfulness
where I no longer play the dark jester
with no laughs to be had
1246 reads
18 Comments
Sipping From Rainbows
My mind is a blank page
like an eraser has
vanquished my thoughts
leaving behind dirty smudges
where the words used to be
I think a trickster
is at play
stealing the words
my lips wish to utter
sealing them before
they can tumble from my tounge
embracing my muse
making love to her
she has been ill used
i've pursued her as she alludes me
she is the trickster
the one who put blinders
on my mind
she tells me I need to love again
knowing i've been lonely ...
like an eraser has
vanquished my thoughts
leaving behind dirty smudges
where the words used to be
I think a trickster
is at play
stealing the words
my lips wish to utter
sealing them before
they can tumble from my tounge
embracing my muse
making love to her
she has been ill used
i've pursued her as she alludes me
she is the trickster
the one who put blinders
on my mind
she tells me I need to love again
knowing i've been lonely ...
1303 reads
22 Comments
Maniac / Psychotic
I feel
as if i'm
on a chain
insane biting at
the bit
medically restrained
I miss the magic
of my lunacy
being a goddess
one day
talking to
the dead the next
flying in space
at the speed of light
man I miss those planes
planes of existence
I could hardly describe
the thrill of it
writing and painting
like a woman possessed
fuck these medical tethers
I want to hear the t.v
talking to me
the radio singing just for me
the devil...
as if i'm
on a chain
insane biting at
the bit
medically restrained
I miss the magic
of my lunacy
being a goddess
one day
talking to
the dead the next
flying in space
at the speed of light
man I miss those planes
planes of existence
I could hardly describe
the thrill of it
writing and painting
like a woman possessed
fuck these medical tethers
I want to hear the t.v
talking to me
the radio singing just for me
the devil...
1026 reads
10 Comments
Ashes
Do you ever feel your thoughts so dry
that they roll off your tounge like gravel
as if dust motes were stuck in your throat
reaching to your belly which is uneasy and queasy
rolling like the seven seas
reaching for anything to anchor yourself
to bring you back to reality
making some sense to your backwards thinking
to put you topside again
i'm reaching for heaven but only finding hell
my raspy voice cutting edges in the paper
i'm inkinking on
my blood spilling
stomach bile filling pages
I wish I had something...
that they roll off your tounge like gravel
as if dust motes were stuck in your throat
reaching to your belly which is uneasy and queasy
rolling like the seven seas
reaching for anything to anchor yourself
to bring you back to reality
making some sense to your backwards thinking
to put you topside again
i'm reaching for heaven but only finding hell
my raspy voice cutting edges in the paper
i'm inkinking on
my blood spilling
stomach bile filling pages
I wish I had something...
1063 reads
22 Comments
Oceans Of Whiskey
Today the whiskey dried up
fuck I feel so dry inside
drinking beers to fill me
pissing every twenty minutes
without getting off all filler
no climax
it didn't take me to that place of magic
where my brain is turned to mush
forgetting for a moment the death march i'm on
on a good whiskey day I get pissed
three sheets to the wind
crawling to my room
where I fall off the bed in the middle of the night
unlucky I didn't bash my skull and end it all ...
fuck I feel so dry inside
drinking beers to fill me
pissing every twenty minutes
without getting off all filler
no climax
it didn't take me to that place of magic
where my brain is turned to mush
forgetting for a moment the death march i'm on
on a good whiskey day I get pissed
three sheets to the wind
crawling to my room
where I fall off the bed in the middle of the night
unlucky I didn't bash my skull and end it all ...
934 reads
18 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)