Submissions by diablia363 (Alisha Ranstrom)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
diablia363 aka alisha I've been to nowhere and everywhere at same time ,I've felt so lost and silent. Until someone gave me deep underground on which to purge my thoughts spewing them from the depths of my mind..laying them out for others like me to find.
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2011 10:12am
23rd Nov 2011 10:12am
warrior of life
no sound no laughter
music doesnt even soothe me
what has come to be is utter silence
my only solace my own minds torture
id cry but alas for what
my tears are such weakness
one that relieves nothing
believeing in them just to torment myself
i know i can not judge them by my actions
for that is failures course from the start
im not trying to seek out such wastes of life
but my sweet you cant compete
with such mindless drones
thier stupidity is obviously contagious
its an epidemic
so youd have to lessen your iq
just to conversate...
music doesnt even soothe me
what has come to be is utter silence
my only solace my own minds torture
id cry but alas for what
my tears are such weakness
one that relieves nothing
believeing in them just to torment myself
i know i can not judge them by my actions
for that is failures course from the start
im not trying to seek out such wastes of life
but my sweet you cant compete
with such mindless drones
thier stupidity is obviously contagious
its an epidemic
so youd have to lessen your iq
just to conversate...
792 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2011 11:06am
22nd Nov 2011 11:06am
missing you
she
awaits the
there she waits naked her alabaster flesh
tingiling in the cool darkness
she is poetry in motion
she is bound and her eyes shielded
she is serenity.trusting him completely
he grazes her erected nipples
a feathery kind of touch
she has perfect posture
he takes one nipple twisting it
she catches her breath
he tweaks one then the other manipulating
her insides with each caress
they are perfectly suited one requiring...
awaits the
there she waits naked her alabaster flesh
tingiling in the cool darkness
she is poetry in motion
she is bound and her eyes shielded
she is serenity.trusting him completely
he grazes her erected nipples
a feathery kind of touch
she has perfect posture
he takes one nipple twisting it
she catches her breath
he tweaks one then the other manipulating
her insides with each caress
they are perfectly suited one requiring...
891 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2011 4:24am
20th Nov 2011 4:24am
angel darkest one
they know not what pain they cause me
and if they did they wouldnt care,
they leave me cold and in dis
pair
why do you cry,tears of pain
years of no change
they pretend just to draw you in
their webs of lies and cacoons of deceit
you want their love and admiration
but alas dear friend,it is your divine province for which they seek.
do not alllow the tormenting breakdown.
you my sweetest blackened cherry ,
they are the hatred that gets you out of bed each morning.
thje very breath in your lungs ,
the fire that is ever consuming,...
and if they did they wouldnt care,
they leave me cold and in dis
pair
why do you cry,tears of pain
years of no change
they pretend just to draw you in
their webs of lies and cacoons of deceit
you want their love and admiration
but alas dear friend,it is your divine province for which they seek.
do not alllow the tormenting breakdown.
you my sweetest blackened cherry ,
they are the hatred that gets you out of bed each morning.
thje very breath in your lungs ,
the fire that is ever consuming,...
796 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
17th Nov 2011 11:14pm
17th Nov 2011 11:14pm
living the nightmares as well as the dreams
in this dream it is reality
apparently you werent offering literary advice
you were offering me as a sacrifice
to your own carnal desires
you offer me a drink and look there i am
thirtyfive and accepting drink after drink
that i felt comfortable enough not to watch you make
but my trust yes you and every other mutherfucker must
useing some girls dreams to secure their capture
and in turn what does it do for you,you sick fuck.
maybe get an aspiring young person,
fortunately im not so young and the effects on me i
could greatful to god feel...
apparently you werent offering literary advice
you were offering me as a sacrifice
to your own carnal desires
you offer me a drink and look there i am
thirtyfive and accepting drink after drink
that i felt comfortable enough not to watch you make
but my trust yes you and every other mutherfucker must
useing some girls dreams to secure their capture
and in turn what does it do for you,you sick fuck.
maybe get an aspiring young person,
fortunately im not so young and the effects on me i
could greatful to god feel...
752 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Nov 2011 3:53am
16th Nov 2011 3:53am
we her and me
this woman i see
in the mirror looking back at me
isnt me is she
woman from a child woman again
i long to shake my hand
instead of these shakey hands
she smiles back at me but
she knows not why she smiles
a curiosity,a coy undertone
this world this room i can condone
thoughts from pen to paper
to keyboard and screen
alive the fire in her eyes
bring me to life she screams from within
this mental cage i keep her in
she cries but alas she is in servitude
to right thinking nothing outside your box
a nightingale...
in the mirror looking back at me
isnt me is she
woman from a child woman again
i long to shake my hand
instead of these shakey hands
she smiles back at me but
she knows not why she smiles
a curiosity,a coy undertone
this world this room i can condone
thoughts from pen to paper
to keyboard and screen
alive the fire in her eyes
bring me to life she screams from within
this mental cage i keep her in
she cries but alas she is in servitude
to right thinking nothing outside your box
a nightingale...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 4:02am
15th Nov 2011 4:02am
for them
none of my work is ever titled putting a name to a feeling that i am unaccustomed to explaining atleast with few words.
and as i say this my thoughts ever jumbled do run together
but this is a poem not a letter
i guess tonight i let one of them down again ,
but if he only knew how much im hurting
how bad i felt when i heard the dissapointment in his voice
i could hear in the octave that tells me ,
when i disapoint one of them,
they dont understand anything
but they shouldnt have to ,
theyre kids mine.
it their fault you got an addiction,...
and as i say this my thoughts ever jumbled do run together
but this is a poem not a letter
i guess tonight i let one of them down again ,
but if he only knew how much im hurting
how bad i felt when i heard the dissapointment in his voice
i could hear in the octave that tells me ,
when i disapoint one of them,
they dont understand anything
but they shouldnt have to ,
theyre kids mine.
it their fault you got an addiction,...
687 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2011 1:57am
14th Nov 2011 1:57am
THE ROSES
I've been sitting here trying to find myself,
At times i get beside myself, Living life
like a flash in and out, Burning loveing eyes.
Words of trust turning to only lies.I leave
them they leave me crying. The sensation of
hell,the desperation of loves blind devotion.
CANT UNDERSTAND CANT HAVE DEVOTED MYSELF TO
SOMEONE SO EMOTIONALLY OUTMODED,
I TRIED I CRIED I BEG I PLEAD
FOR DELIVERANCE,BUT ALAS I FIND ONLY MORE PERSECUTION.
I WANT LOVES KISS BUT SCRATCH OUT THE EYES OF LOVES FACE.
YOU LEAVE A SOUR...
At times i get beside myself, Living life
like a flash in and out, Burning loveing eyes.
Words of trust turning to only lies.I leave
them they leave me crying. The sensation of
hell,the desperation of loves blind devotion.
CANT UNDERSTAND CANT HAVE DEVOTED MYSELF TO
SOMEONE SO EMOTIONALLY OUTMODED,
I TRIED I CRIED I BEG I PLEAD
FOR DELIVERANCE,BUT ALAS I FIND ONLY MORE PERSECUTION.
I WANT LOVES KISS BUT SCRATCH OUT THE EYES OF LOVES FACE.
YOU LEAVE A SOUR...
659 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Nov 2011 4:14am
13th Nov 2011 4:14am
untitled/yet down right dirty
ive been wanton in my desire for your body to be meshed with mine pressing grinding .i can feel the outline of your sex i moan writhing in your strong embrace. im crazy for it now oh please yes now i must have it all this insanity my head rolling your hot mouth covers my wet cunt lapping at my cum like your eating icecream biting sucking at my clit just when im sure ican take no more you insert a finger and my resolve is shattered and you wait your eyes searching mine cum for me yeah fuck yeslittle whore mm your little whore yes theres that hungary burning in your stare, pleading what do you...
1217 reads
3 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
13th Nov 2011 3:33am
13th Nov 2011 3:33am
father,a prayer
i guess you are wondering just what brings me to my knees ?well im weak again i need your warmth father i need for your powerful arms i cannot see but i feel to be around me ,for on a day like today i require help to stand and not falter i require you father when the wieght of the world is bearing down on me, the whole exsistence sucks the air from my lungs leaving me gulping for air , all that i loved watch me whither and die without a care ,i realized then father that this weight father is my cross to bare. how is it father that the mere mention of you brings a reverent strength from...
768 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Nov 2011 9:41pm
11th Nov 2011 9:41pm
judas me
she looks off into the distance a vacant stare, shed cry if she had tears but those watery shows are for someone who still cares, and she is too strong for such a weak reply , all the promises made in the dark of night left her standing here with nowhere i trusted her she fed on me as a wolf does a fresh disregaurded kill, oh what a jagged little pill so sharp alas you my love of me did make an ass i beleived you hook line and sinker, i am done with tears rivers of them flowed from mine eyes destruction and disrepair you left me in a crumpled heap i cant beleive it was you that i loved you...
773 reads
4 Comments
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