Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
SELF POEM
Published
9th Mar 2014 5:20pm
9th Mar 2014 5:20pm
Scarred
Inking out wickedness
blocking the beauty
that lies deep within
sunlit cobble stone
lane that leads
to my soul
follow the path
and you will see me
a little girl of three
broken and in a rage
splintered, torn asunder
tapping out a sos
with the silent hush
of an angels breath
I cry tears of pain
left behind by a sick mamma
holding tight to the wounds
I became a twisted woman ...
blocking the beauty
that lies deep within
sunlit cobble stone
lane that leads
to my soul
follow the path
and you will see me
a little girl of three
broken and in a rage
splintered, torn asunder
tapping out a sos
with the silent hush
of an angels breath
I cry tears of pain
left behind by a sick mamma
holding tight to the wounds
I became a twisted woman ...
1040 reads
37 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Mar 2014 10:32pm
6th Mar 2014 10:32pm
Dreaming Of My Passed On Dad
It's been years
since I've shed a single tear
though I cried last night
while dreaming of my family lost
I was estranged from them long ago
a heroin addict they naturally cast me aside
hurt by this though now clean my pride
has kept me from reaching out to them
seeing them in my dreamscape
tears poured down my face
I could hear their voices
as if it were yesterday
asking them why did you treat me that way
saying all the things I long to say ...
since I've shed a single tear
though I cried last night
while dreaming of my family lost
I was estranged from them long ago
a heroin addict they naturally cast me aside
hurt by this though now clean my pride
has kept me from reaching out to them
seeing them in my dreamscape
tears poured down my face
I could hear their voices
as if it were yesterday
asking them why did you treat me that way
saying all the things I long to say ...
#love
#father
#family
#dreams
#FeelingLost
1032 reads
44 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Mar 2014 5:07pm
6th Mar 2014 5:07pm
Wildfire
The blade of my knife
cutting out poetic thought
from pain and pleasure
wicked corridors
of a twisted mind
once a deadly carver
of blood and bone
bondage of sensual
incarnate desire
inking out lust and passion
now a flickering reflection
mirrored in my writing
my deprived, depraved state
hungrily on the prowl
for a man to sate and take command
grab my wild mane
bring me into a state of submission
in this state of rebellion
I run...
cutting out poetic thought
from pain and pleasure
wicked corridors
of a twisted mind
once a deadly carver
of blood and bone
bondage of sensual
incarnate desire
inking out lust and passion
now a flickering reflection
mirrored in my writing
my deprived, depraved state
hungrily on the prowl
for a man to sate and take command
grab my wild mane
bring me into a state of submission
in this state of rebellion
I run...
1087 reads
25 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2014 5:52pm
3rd Mar 2014 5:52pm
Pyro Eyes
Sadness embraces me
I hold him tight
he has blackened the sun
it's perpetual night
gathering all the stars
and placing them in a jar
lighting my dungeon
where I can see my demons
lurking in the shadows
licking at my sanity
pacing, smoking
a cigarette butt graveyard
litters the ground
tracing my steps in the ashes
tears fail to caress my face
hardened soul
refuses to let go
of the pain
that paints my days grey
shadows have voices
they echo...
I hold him tight
he has blackened the sun
it's perpetual night
gathering all the stars
and placing them in a jar
lighting my dungeon
where I can see my demons
lurking in the shadows
licking at my sanity
pacing, smoking
a cigarette butt graveyard
litters the ground
tracing my steps in the ashes
tears fail to caress my face
hardened soul
refuses to let go
of the pain
that paints my days grey
shadows have voices
they echo...
1295 reads
30 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
24th Feb 2014 8:31pm
24th Feb 2014 8:31pm
Telepathic Television
An enchanted place
where your darkest dreams
or most beautiful fantasies
are acted out on screen
connected telepathically directly
to your brain receptors
there would be a cable network
where you were able to view
closest family and friends
their dreamscapes open to you
a voyeur to their most terrifying thoughts
or their most brilliant imaginations
caressing you through the ether net
taking you down portals ...
where your darkest dreams
or most beautiful fantasies
are acted out on screen
connected telepathically directly
to your brain receptors
there would be a cable network
where you were able to view
closest family and friends
their dreamscapes open to you
a voyeur to their most terrifying thoughts
or their most brilliant imaginations
caressing you through the ether net
taking you down portals ...
956 reads
22 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2014 7:45am
20th Feb 2014 7:45am
Bloody Rain
Painting my skies red today
bleeding down upon my face
coloring it crimson
I smear the bloody rain
on my bare breasts
tasting the salty flavor
savoring each drop
cleansing me of the ash
that has been
coloring my skies and thoughts grey
calling to the four corners
summoning the winds
empowered I cast down this shroud
that has been choking me
I stand naked and tall
bare soul for all to see
standing on sacred grounds
I cast for myself
to be strong and brave of heart
walk through the walls ...
bleeding down upon my face
coloring it crimson
I smear the bloody rain
on my bare breasts
tasting the salty flavor
savoring each drop
cleansing me of the ash
that has been
coloring my skies and thoughts grey
calling to the four corners
summoning the winds
empowered I cast down this shroud
that has been choking me
I stand naked and tall
bare soul for all to see
standing on sacred grounds
I cast for myself
to be strong and brave of heart
walk through the walls ...
1109 reads
34 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2014 10:17pm
15th Feb 2014 10:17pm
Where Lucifer Masturbates
As despondent as I am
I stay for you
brooding, funny
cut you in two wit
I'm not reading much lately
though my mind still finds
it's way to your pages
gleaning your intellect
seeking it's essence
I'm lost lately
no desire to write, read
feeling adrift in an ocean
that seeks to drown me
though I'm treading water
trying to stay on the surface of things
lest I sink to the bottom
where the depths of what's bothering me linger
...
I stay for you
brooding, funny
cut you in two wit
I'm not reading much lately
though my mind still finds
it's way to your pages
gleaning your intellect
seeking it's essence
I'm lost lately
no desire to write, read
feeling adrift in an ocean
that seeks to drown me
though I'm treading water
trying to stay on the surface of things
lest I sink to the bottom
where the depths of what's bothering me linger
...
1198 reads
40 Comments
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