Submissions by domore2014
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Ashes
A tiny spark in my tinder box of ashes,
bringing warmth to desolate lands.
A honest smile, a look, a gentle touch to my soul;
enables me to somehow just let go.
The past has gone black and white,
no longer holding color and life.
The Past, once holding me captive and enslaved.
Now, the Hope of tomorrow enabling me to be brave.
And like the roulette wheel of love, forever spinning,
Life is a gamble some losing and some winning.
I am not addicted to this game,
Losing in Love, I’ll never be the same…
My mind may play role of shark and dealer...
bringing warmth to desolate lands.
A honest smile, a look, a gentle touch to my soul;
enables me to somehow just let go.
The past has gone black and white,
no longer holding color and life.
The Past, once holding me captive and enslaved.
Now, the Hope of tomorrow enabling me to be brave.
And like the roulette wheel of love, forever spinning,
Life is a gamble some losing and some winning.
I am not addicted to this game,
Losing in Love, I’ll never be the same…
My mind may play role of shark and dealer...
843 reads
6 Comments
Memories Tears
My heart weeps with memories tears
Thinking of times when you were still here
Neither moving on nor standing still
Doing what I must, but this hole inside won’t heal
The overwhelming pressure hurt and pain
Feelings of contentment I cannot gain
Spring comes around with a mental fall
I wonder if you think of me or care at all…
Anniversary of the first time we met
Now you’ve hid yourself away from me, untruths, deception, regret..
So, like a child I discipline myself; for loving you
Telling myself to "stop, listen, he wasn’t true”
But the...
Thinking of times when you were still here
Neither moving on nor standing still
Doing what I must, but this hole inside won’t heal
The overwhelming pressure hurt and pain
Feelings of contentment I cannot gain
Spring comes around with a mental fall
I wonder if you think of me or care at all…
Anniversary of the first time we met
Now you’ve hid yourself away from me, untruths, deception, regret..
So, like a child I discipline myself; for loving you
Telling myself to "stop, listen, he wasn’t true”
But the...
821 reads
10 Comments
Body Bliss
Sight…
The look in your eyes, as you lean in close;
Gentle, warm, loving and kind.
Your dark hair falling in your face, the turn of your nose,
The little scar below your chin, your smile
A perfect picture forever imprinted in my mind.
Hearing….
The sound of my name whispering off your lips
Blood pumping, drumming, rushing to my ears
Your breath and mine combined, fumbling, moving
The odd song playing on the radio
An effortless charm, ease that calms my fears.
Smell……
The way your cologne lightly clings the air
Minty breath, hormones,...
The look in your eyes, as you lean in close;
Gentle, warm, loving and kind.
Your dark hair falling in your face, the turn of your nose,
The little scar below your chin, your smile
A perfect picture forever imprinted in my mind.
Hearing….
The sound of my name whispering off your lips
Blood pumping, drumming, rushing to my ears
Your breath and mine combined, fumbling, moving
The odd song playing on the radio
An effortless charm, ease that calms my fears.
Smell……
The way your cologne lightly clings the air
Minty breath, hormones,...
957 reads
10 Comments
In the pleasure, I forget you.. not.
You open your door and see me in
Your needs I am here to meet, to spark that fire
You don’t really know me but I.. know.. you
Simple exchange, no need for feelings just physical desire
You don’t see me for who I really am
I’m your fantasy.. play thing.. whipping post…
In the pain I find release; hiding my nature from the world
But in the darkness, lust…duality plays host
It drives me crazy, wants and needs
By day, I go about my life smiling.. while dying inside
By night you call and want me to come
I hate the way a part of me always seems to hide...
Your needs I am here to meet, to spark that fire
You don’t really know me but I.. know.. you
Simple exchange, no need for feelings just physical desire
You don’t see me for who I really am
I’m your fantasy.. play thing.. whipping post…
In the pain I find release; hiding my nature from the world
But in the darkness, lust…duality plays host
It drives me crazy, wants and needs
By day, I go about my life smiling.. while dying inside
By night you call and want me to come
I hate the way a part of me always seems to hide...
866 reads
13 Comments
So far from where we were from...
How did we get so far from where we were from
How did things turn so cold when it was warm.....
How did the light in your eyes go from light to dim
How did this go from loving goodness to despondent harm
I miss your embrace.. the feeling of my heart race,
Your smile, your talk, your laughter, your charm
I miss you daily as I wait for you to return
The steady pouring of fuel to fire, the self-doubt you wear upon your arms
Marks of pain, depression and grief
You drink to hide, you use to abuse, you retreat in defeat
While I wait to give you sweet...
How did things turn so cold when it was warm.....
How did the light in your eyes go from light to dim
How did this go from loving goodness to despondent harm
I miss your embrace.. the feeling of my heart race,
Your smile, your talk, your laughter, your charm
I miss you daily as I wait for you to return
The steady pouring of fuel to fire, the self-doubt you wear upon your arms
Marks of pain, depression and grief
You drink to hide, you use to abuse, you retreat in defeat
While I wait to give you sweet...
715 reads
6 Comments
Her Eyes
Her eyes, though wrinkled and weak
have been the tools she has used all her life
to reach out to those she loves,
to care for, to cry for, to say a million things.. even tho not speak.
Her eyes, though tired and old
have closed in prayer for those she holds dear,
for those she has never met,
to bless, to console, to wish for peace and love instead of gold.
Her eyes, though swollen and raw
Have shined brightly with life, and joy, and tears
Gentle and caring when seeing her newborn child,
Hard as steal, cold and stern when laying down...
have been the tools she has used all her life
to reach out to those she loves,
to care for, to cry for, to say a million things.. even tho not speak.
Her eyes, though tired and old
have closed in prayer for those she holds dear,
for those she has never met,
to bless, to console, to wish for peace and love instead of gold.
Her eyes, though swollen and raw
Have shined brightly with life, and joy, and tears
Gentle and caring when seeing her newborn child,
Hard as steal, cold and stern when laying down...
868 reads
8 Comments
Watching for Rain
In this world I see dark clouds of
greed, depravity, lack of accountability,
raining down laziness, deceit, and lies.
Capable of drowning everything and everyone
no one wants to open up their eyes..
Whether you are sinking in this flood,
play hand in the devastation brought,
or have become indifferent to all the blood;
The effect is still the same.
lost is youthful optimism, not all people are good,
and not all people deserve to be let back into the game…
Cautious, leery, and less inclined to give of self…
However, a spark of...
greed, depravity, lack of accountability,
raining down laziness, deceit, and lies.
Capable of drowning everything and everyone
no one wants to open up their eyes..
Whether you are sinking in this flood,
play hand in the devastation brought,
or have become indifferent to all the blood;
The effect is still the same.
lost is youthful optimism, not all people are good,
and not all people deserve to be let back into the game…
Cautious, leery, and less inclined to give of self…
However, a spark of...
855 reads
14 Comments
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