Submissions by drunkenplaywords
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have no art. I do everything as well as I can.
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Mar 2020 2:36pm
10th Mar 2020 2:36pm
The Wheel is Silently Spinning
The words scribed with light
Sent to you
It notes you have read it
With no response
Dialing your number
The repetitious chiming of a bell
Keeps going
With no option to express my voice
Promises from the past
Are an unkept bed without a maid
Backed by wandering attention
Distance of time and space
Only travels in small circles
Far out of reach for your touch
The hamster runs with no apparent goal
Sent to you
It notes you have read it
With no response
Dialing your number
The repetitious chiming of a bell
Keeps going
With no option to express my voice
Promises from the past
Are an unkept bed without a maid
Backed by wandering attention
Distance of time and space
Only travels in small circles
Far out of reach for your touch
The hamster runs with no apparent goal
#conflict
#lies
#obsession
363 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Feb 2020 10:42pm
29th Feb 2020 10:42pm
Persistence
#sex
#erotic
#lover
#dirty
#temptation
887 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2020 5:24pm
26th Feb 2020 5:24pm
My Velvet Virus
There is no eloquence in your smile,
Or sensuality in your design...
While your words are cups who already finished their last sips.
There is the depth of a hill to your heart,
And an iron coat for your warmth.
Will you deflate if I try to penetrate with my cock?
There is no morning for you to wake up,
Only the evening to pull the tides of your desires.
When you speak of love, it only causes confusion.
As delusion comforts me like a blanket of razors
And yet, as much as I have these open scabs from your touch
From a long time ago... ...
Or sensuality in your design...
While your words are cups who already finished their last sips.
There is the depth of a hill to your heart,
And an iron coat for your warmth.
Will you deflate if I try to penetrate with my cock?
There is no morning for you to wake up,
Only the evening to pull the tides of your desires.
When you speak of love, it only causes confusion.
As delusion comforts me like a blanket of razors
And yet, as much as I have these open scabs from your touch
From a long time ago... ...
#lust
#sex
#erotic #lover
#erotic #lover
596 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2020 3:19pm
26th Feb 2020 3:19pm
Cupido de Arrows
Arrows of desire and lust
Put aside your love and trust
Smother me in your breast and bust
Break the barriers of dirt and rust
Slip off the garments you said you said you would
Tell me the truth about where I stood
The man in me reveals my hood
Grab hold of my length so we can brood
In lace and Latin lures your face
Your pillars spread to show me grace
Your entrance longs for my trace
Fawning and anxious in utter haste
Hard to distinguish heart from cunt
From which the arrows penetrate in front
The feeling...
Put aside your love and trust
Smother me in your breast and bust
Break the barriers of dirt and rust
Slip off the garments you said you said you would
Tell me the truth about where I stood
The man in me reveals my hood
Grab hold of my length so we can brood
In lace and Latin lures your face
Your pillars spread to show me grace
Your entrance longs for my trace
Fawning and anxious in utter haste
Hard to distinguish heart from cunt
From which the arrows penetrate in front
The feeling...
#lust
#temptation
#passion
372 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2019 3:38am
26th Apr 2019 3:38am
The Bloom
I am content
A book to be opened
That has no answers
No wisdom to provide
No plot to develop
Just questions. Pondering questions.
Does my Will conform to my personality
or has my personality conformed to my Will?
Do I want to fight complacency or just hope for the best?
How much do I care about my health?
Can I stand the pain when I only seek pleasure pleasure pleasure?
Will I end with no summation of accomplishments?
Where did the time go?
Its challenging
Every day to work on some kind of discipline
And...
A book to be opened
That has no answers
No wisdom to provide
No plot to develop
Just questions. Pondering questions.
Does my Will conform to my personality
or has my personality conformed to my Will?
Do I want to fight complacency or just hope for the best?
How much do I care about my health?
Can I stand the pain when I only seek pleasure pleasure pleasure?
Will I end with no summation of accomplishments?
Where did the time go?
Its challenging
Every day to work on some kind of discipline
And...
#identity
#philosophical
454 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th Apr 2019 6:10pm
10th Apr 2019 6:10pm
Since I Quit Smoking
Since I quit smoking
Everybody is prettier
Sexually speaking
That the faces are a blur and their speech is mumbling
I say to her,
If you can only give me a hug
To stop this vibration
Of irritable sensation
And while you are at it
You can told hold of my prediction
We dont need no lubrication
Since I quit smoking
Time has no meaning
There is no beginning or end
Only middle
All day and every day is the middle
No resolve to any activity, only a middle
Being in a constant state of dying, but never dead ...
Everybody is prettier
Sexually speaking
That the faces are a blur and their speech is mumbling
I say to her,
If you can only give me a hug
To stop this vibration
Of irritable sensation
And while you are at it
You can told hold of my prediction
We dont need no lubrication
Since I quit smoking
Time has no meaning
There is no beginning or end
Only middle
All day and every day is the middle
No resolve to any activity, only a middle
Being in a constant state of dying, but never dead ...
#tobacco
#philosophical
513 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2019 11:12pm
1st Apr 2019 11:12pm
Day Won
It was a great idea at the time.
I would clean myself up and quit smoking
Woke up and made the declaration,
Based on feeling mildly unmotivated to have a cigarette
That I would no longer have another.
I was vindicated. Free!
No more out of breath running up the stairs!
I will get off the couch and get myself in shape.
Run a mile or two.
An Hour later
Theres a few left over in the pack
Just one to cut the edge
What point am I trying to improve?
Who am I trying to impress?
I don't feel any better now than I did...
I would clean myself up and quit smoking
Woke up and made the declaration,
Based on feeling mildly unmotivated to have a cigarette
That I would no longer have another.
I was vindicated. Free!
No more out of breath running up the stairs!
I will get off the couch and get myself in shape.
Run a mile or two.
An Hour later
Theres a few left over in the pack
Just one to cut the edge
What point am I trying to improve?
Who am I trying to impress?
I don't feel any better now than I did...
#tobacco
457 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th May 2018 10:35pm
27th May 2018 10:35pm
Snooping in the House M.D.
Are you reading this?
I hope so, cause its for you.
You want to know whats really in my thoughts?
All the little deviant images that go through my head?
There is a piece of me I am trying to repair.
I never said anything explicitly to you because I thought I could get over it.
But it burned me enough where its like having a leg thats constantly in pain and taking Vicodin every 3 hours to numb the pain.
I thought loving you would heal that wounded part.
I was wrong.
So I attempted ways to solve it. I dont know what I was looking for. Where it was...
I hope so, cause its for you.
You want to know whats really in my thoughts?
All the little deviant images that go through my head?
There is a piece of me I am trying to repair.
I never said anything explicitly to you because I thought I could get over it.
But it burned me enough where its like having a leg thats constantly in pain and taking Vicodin every 3 hours to numb the pain.
I thought loving you would heal that wounded part.
I was wrong.
So I attempted ways to solve it. I dont know what I was looking for. Where it was...
#anger
#jealousy
#ImSorry #conflict
#ImSorry #conflict
614 reads
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd May 2018 2:20pm
3rd May 2018 2:20pm
Phantom Limb
My thoughts are naturally drawn to you
In their resting state they gravitate to your image.
Your sexy body
Your fragile smile
As if I will expect to hear from you any minute. Or come home from a long day at work
Greet you with a kiss and dinner I made for you
Looking forward to later when I can undress you and feel you deeply between your excited lips
Hearing your moans as your wrap your long legs around me
Gazing into your green sea
Swimming through your intense desires. Drowning in your lust for me. Losing consciousness from your insatiable...
In their resting state they gravitate to your image.
Your sexy body
Your fragile smile
As if I will expect to hear from you any minute. Or come home from a long day at work
Greet you with a kiss and dinner I made for you
Looking forward to later when I can undress you and feel you deeply between your excited lips
Hearing your moans as your wrap your long legs around me
Gazing into your green sea
Swimming through your intense desires. Drowning in your lust for me. Losing consciousness from your insatiable...
#dreams
630 reads
6 Comments
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