Submissions by drunkenplaywords
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I have no art. I do everything as well as I can.
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
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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
388 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Feb 2017 9:24pm
18th Feb 2017 9:24pm
Only a Mirror
How much is pure will
And how much is impulsive
The sediments of electricity
Feeds the nocturnal desires
Once was a lightning strike
Is now a gaseous moon
And filled with anticipation
Of a self-involved fetish
The weak magnet attracts granules
And pulls nothing of substance
I have prolonged my death long enough.
And how much is impulsive
The sediments of electricity
Feeds the nocturnal desires
Once was a lightning strike
Is now a gaseous moon
And filled with anticipation
Of a self-involved fetish
The weak magnet attracts granules
And pulls nothing of substance
I have prolonged my death long enough.
442 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Aug 2016 10:28pm
13th Aug 2016 10:28pm
Sheesh
There is a she
And there are she’s
My mom used to say sheesh
But for the love of cheese
Without interrupting my chi
In the practice of squeegee
To filter the sense of me
And there are she’s
My mom used to say sheesh
But for the love of cheese
Without interrupting my chi
In the practice of squeegee
To filter the sense of me
421 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Jun 2016 1:18pm
26th Jun 2016 1:18pm
The Sun Is Not For Everyone
I don't care about the stars or the moon
I wait for the sun
To show itself to me in the morning
The symbol of a new day
A new hope
That all can go as you had wanted on this day, finally
The perfect time to go and get your morning coffee
To help wake you up to the rays of warmth
And invigorate your body for the days work
On my way to get my coffee I ran over a squirrel
On my way home I ran over a chipmunk
Maybe I should stay home today
I wait for the sun
To show itself to me in the morning
The symbol of a new day
A new hope
That all can go as you had wanted on this day, finally
The perfect time to go and get your morning coffee
To help wake you up to the rays of warmth
And invigorate your body for the days work
On my way to get my coffee I ran over a squirrel
On my way home I ran over a chipmunk
Maybe I should stay home today
479 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2016 11:07pm
11th Jun 2016 11:07pm
The Cloud
A chance meeting with a few choice words
Connects us
Exploring beyond the immediate relation
Infects us
But there is only a window that divides us
And it's an eternal space between that decides us
I'm not laying fault or pointing any blame
But I find our relationship here
Only reflects my physical life just the same
And so I will love you in my heart as you go
Reconciled with only that I know
You love me in return without ever touching my hand
It was not deemed possible for us to talk again
Connects us
Exploring beyond the immediate relation
Infects us
But there is only a window that divides us
And it's an eternal space between that decides us
I'm not laying fault or pointing any blame
But I find our relationship here
Only reflects my physical life just the same
And so I will love you in my heart as you go
Reconciled with only that I know
You love me in return without ever touching my hand
It was not deemed possible for us to talk again
427 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
21st May 2016 7:09pm
21st May 2016 7:09pm
Illucid Waking
Is work a task
I produce and ask
Not from a flask
But a releasing mask
Upon a pill
Takes the Will
And keeps you still
Ego kill
There is a time
When you rhyme
You will find
There is no chime
In this state of mind
A chance to find
A local bind
Of calming crime
Conscious consent
I am bent
Vagina dreamt
Of time well spent
I wrote this poem
In my home
Though not alone
Cause I have my phone
Where to end
I pretend
To make ammends
In this addend.....um
So...
I produce and ask
Not from a flask
But a releasing mask
Upon a pill
Takes the Will
And keeps you still
Ego kill
There is a time
When you rhyme
You will find
There is no chime
In this state of mind
A chance to find
A local bind
Of calming crime
Conscious consent
I am bent
Vagina dreamt
Of time well spent
I wrote this poem
In my home
Though not alone
Cause I have my phone
Where to end
I pretend
To make ammends
In this addend.....um
So...
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