Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
Sirens Rose
A beautiful rose
Stood alone in a garden
Her song was sweet but her thorns were poison.
She longed for a being of value
To smell her sweet fragrance
Though when push came to shove,
They all ran from her fierceness
Cowardice men
She could see through.
Spiked, dangerous thorns
Adorn this beautiful rose,
Come to close you will be impaled,
Never touching the beauty
That dwells in her petals
So lovely, so graceful,
All were enamored by her siren's call
Under her spell, they...
Stood alone in a garden
Her song was sweet but her thorns were poison.
She longed for a being of value
To smell her sweet fragrance
Though when push came to shove,
They all ran from her fierceness
Cowardice men
She could see through.
Spiked, dangerous thorns
Adorn this beautiful rose,
Come to close you will be impaled,
Never touching the beauty
That dwells in her petals
So lovely, so graceful,
All were enamored by her siren's call
Under her spell, they...
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Invisible Eyes
Invisible eyes watch me
Disect me, talk to me
With muted mouths
Barely heard above
A whisper.
I don't wish any evil to linger but it does
Like a cloud over my head
Pushing and prodding
Until I connect with them.
Invisible eyes so greedily feasting
Always want a show
Love it when i'm grieving.
Invisible ears always listening
Know when i'm afraid
On the inside trembling.
Invisible tongues
Cut me like...
Disect me, talk to me
With muted mouths
Barely heard above
A whisper.
I don't wish any evil to linger but it does
Like a cloud over my head
Pushing and prodding
Until I connect with them.
Invisible eyes so greedily feasting
Always want a show
Love it when i'm grieving.
Invisible ears always listening
Know when i'm afraid
On the inside trembling.
Invisible tongues
Cut me like...
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Razor's Edge
Razor's edge pressed to my throat
A thin line of crimson
Words bleeding onto the page.
Feelings swirled in blood
Making an abstract poem
One born of pain.
Razor slashes deep at my heart
Anger makes it gush
Bleeding out my rage.
Red takes center stage
Filling my days, my nights
With fantasies I can't control.
Part of me so evil
Wanting to let go
I stand tottering on the razor's edge.
Soon will come sweet death
I will swim in the abyss
With my lover, who knows me...
A thin line of crimson
Words bleeding onto the page.
Feelings swirled in blood
Making an abstract poem
One born of pain.
Razor slashes deep at my heart
Anger makes it gush
Bleeding out my rage.
Red takes center stage
Filling my days, my nights
With fantasies I can't control.
Part of me so evil
Wanting to let go
I stand tottering on the razor's edge.
Soon will come sweet death
I will swim in the abyss
With my lover, who knows me...
1815 reads
27 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)