Submissions by drunkenplaywords
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I have no art. I do everything as well as I can.
DARK POEM
Published
21st Dec 2015 7:01pm
21st Dec 2015 7:01pm
Ride to the Mourning
Let death ride me
The black horse that I have become
Steer me to your garden
Galloping the way
Heavy on my hooves
Absorbing all the colors
Of the day
to a conical light
Shafted from below
Where the shadows
Run on the ceilings
With their long fingers
Pulling the life
As I ride
To the upside down sun
With its rays dripping
Nuclear bombs
The black horse that I have become
Steer me to your garden
Galloping the way
Heavy on my hooves
Absorbing all the colors
Of the day
to a conical light
Shafted from below
Where the shadows
Run on the ceilings
With their long fingers
Pulling the life
As I ride
To the upside down sun
With its rays dripping
Nuclear bombs
520 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Dec 2015 1:46am
18th Dec 2015 1:46am
What Do I Want?
It has been a while since I asked myself
What do I want
Because I have been going on
Only wanting in the moment
Reacting to the world as it comes at me
And it showed, by asking this question
to myself
How dull my senses have become
How ignorant I have kept myself
How blind to my actions
That to consider with intent
What it is I want
Something that would benefit me
in a way that would allow for growth
That the feeling becomes frightening
Daunting
Even ugly
As if my personal Pandora was awoken
Sending chaos in my world...
What do I want
Because I have been going on
Only wanting in the moment
Reacting to the world as it comes at me
And it showed, by asking this question
to myself
How dull my senses have become
How ignorant I have kept myself
How blind to my actions
That to consider with intent
What it is I want
Something that would benefit me
in a way that would allow for growth
That the feeling becomes frightening
Daunting
Even ugly
As if my personal Pandora was awoken
Sending chaos in my world...
557 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Dec 2015 3:26pm
4th Dec 2015 3:26pm
Yes, But, Is Dinner Ready?
coming home from a hard day at work
one of the things I look forward that I like a lot
Is when she greets me a hug and kiss
And at the same time grabs my cock.
one of the things I look forward that I like a lot
Is when she greets me a hug and kiss
And at the same time grabs my cock.
465 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Nov 2015 11:56pm
20th Nov 2015 11:56pm
Umami
sweetness
Everything is always ok.
Pleases my every irritability
Agrees with all my thoughts
Reassures my insecurity
sourness
Cant seem to be satisfied
Offer her massages and gifts
Stress frowns and puckered faces
No thought can offer a lift
bitterness
What have you done for me
And the world owes me
Always getting the short end of the stick
Which is why you are not the payee
saltiness
She is capable and magnifying
The drama is palpable
Brings out each nuance ...
Everything is always ok.
Pleases my every irritability
Agrees with all my thoughts
Reassures my insecurity
sourness
Cant seem to be satisfied
Offer her massages and gifts
Stress frowns and puckered faces
No thought can offer a lift
bitterness
What have you done for me
And the world owes me
Always getting the short end of the stick
Which is why you are not the payee
saltiness
She is capable and magnifying
The drama is palpable
Brings out each nuance ...
581 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Nov 2015 9:23am
18th Nov 2015 9:23am
missing her
knowing a bridge approaches
our time is spent like a drunken slur
she will look at me in sadness
because I have been missing
she came to me like a falling star
in the nighttime strobing blur
i listened to the beats she sang
and in the silence I miss
i discovered my enraptured interest
of mind and words that are sure
as I stroked that flawless body
knowing i would be missing
our tryst was flighty and tangent
that bucked our senses pure
the feeling at the base of my heart
swelling in this poem for
i am afraid to...
our time is spent like a drunken slur
she will look at me in sadness
because I have been missing
she came to me like a falling star
in the nighttime strobing blur
i listened to the beats she sang
and in the silence I miss
i discovered my enraptured interest
of mind and words that are sure
as I stroked that flawless body
knowing i would be missing
our tryst was flighty and tangent
that bucked our senses pure
the feeling at the base of my heart
swelling in this poem for
i am afraid to...
681 reads
13 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2015 7:22pm
12th Nov 2015 7:22pm
Days of smoke and mirrors
day 1
Clean air sucks
Im going this way and that
Zig-zagging as I bounce
All I need is a soft puff
And this staccato breathing will go away
But I took the oath
I am honoring my better senses
Bringing into accord some idealistic persona
All around is the jitters
That buzz my brain as it withers
But no one knows
Cause I keep it close
While beneath the desk my foot is twittering
Not making a face while jittering
day 2
Curled in a ball in my brain
To escape the non-existent pain
In a roundabout of swaying...
Clean air sucks
Im going this way and that
Zig-zagging as I bounce
All I need is a soft puff
And this staccato breathing will go away
But I took the oath
I am honoring my better senses
Bringing into accord some idealistic persona
All around is the jitters
That buzz my brain as it withers
But no one knows
Cause I keep it close
While beneath the desk my foot is twittering
Not making a face while jittering
day 2
Curled in a ball in my brain
To escape the non-existent pain
In a roundabout of swaying...
535 reads
13 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Nov 2015 1:31pm
8th Nov 2015 1:31pm
Praying for Mantis
The clutter of voices
Surrounding me in alien tongue
Gazing at the praying mantis'
In search of a midnight snack
Only to get their heads ripped off by morning
What am I doing.
I don't feel like being around people
But home was too lonely.
A blowjob would be nice right now
And get my head pulled off
To take the edge off of this steam
It's too much work to talk nice
So I hold onto my beer like it was my dick
Gripping it hoping someone sees the obvious phallic gesture
They won't. And I don't care.
Surrounding me in alien tongue
Gazing at the praying mantis'
In search of a midnight snack
Only to get their heads ripped off by morning
What am I doing.
I don't feel like being around people
But home was too lonely.
A blowjob would be nice right now
And get my head pulled off
To take the edge off of this steam
It's too much work to talk nice
So I hold onto my beer like it was my dick
Gripping it hoping someone sees the obvious phallic gesture
They won't. And I don't care.
470 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2015 7:27pm
3rd Nov 2015 7:27pm
Tie-dye
Your days are long
And your nights are bright
I wrote you this song
To bring you light
For your gentle kiss
Touched by your soul
Sometimes I miss
When you play your role
Fold me in your arms
And scratch my back
Its there we do no harm
As we set our course on track
Your long black hair
Drapes my earth
In my valiant stare
To show you your worth
Today is always the day
And the blue sky above
Its hard for me to say
That its you I love
You do what you need
In your retort
To find your...
And your nights are bright
I wrote you this song
To bring you light
For your gentle kiss
Touched by your soul
Sometimes I miss
When you play your role
Fold me in your arms
And scratch my back
Its there we do no harm
As we set our course on track
Your long black hair
Drapes my earth
In my valiant stare
To show you your worth
Today is always the day
And the blue sky above
Its hard for me to say
That its you I love
You do what you need
In your retort
To find your...
701 reads
15 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2015 7:08pm
3rd Nov 2015 7:08pm
Opaque Rocket
Show me how
The moon is bright
When nothing in front of me has seen the light
When I open my eyes there is darkness in sight
This vision’s plight
Many years from now
As my days grow long
The music does not play my favorite song
The world has forgotten to remember my song
What is that song
The future is vaguely clear
It fails to show me why I am here
When my friends are no longer near
Have they heard of me
With the rising sun
Or am I destined to become a lonely one
Content with my vices in the shadowy fun
Before...
The moon is bright
When nothing in front of me has seen the light
When I open my eyes there is darkness in sight
This vision’s plight
Many years from now
As my days grow long
The music does not play my favorite song
The world has forgotten to remember my song
What is that song
The future is vaguely clear
It fails to show me why I am here
When my friends are no longer near
Have they heard of me
With the rising sun
Or am I destined to become a lonely one
Content with my vices in the shadowy fun
Before...
492 reads
19 Comments
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