Submissions by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Dance of the Maenad
Milk from the soil
coiled like a snake
on the swaying arms
of a lady in the fray
Maenad on display
in the madness
in the rain
In the blood
I can taste
in the race
of my heart
Dancing with the malice
of a bitch with murder in her eyes,
and the wine in her hands-
So she'll dance
so she'll laugh until
the life leaves her eyes
A rebel in the revel
of the drums on the land
barefoot in the sand
and naked in the night
Sing...
coiled like a snake
on the swaying arms
of a lady in the fray
Maenad on display
in the madness
in the rain
In the blood
I can taste
in the race
of my heart
Dancing with the malice
of a bitch with murder in her eyes,
and the wine in her hands-
So she'll dance
so she'll laugh until
the life leaves her eyes
A rebel in the revel
of the drums on the land
barefoot in the sand
and naked in the night
Sing...
#women
#oppression
#monsters
#HumanRights
#inequality
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the Last Tree on Earth
In my world, there's one last tree
somewhere the desert
meets the sea
and I wish it could comfort me,
keep me safe like company
I'm gazing at the swaying fruit
with a tongue that's parched
and a mouth that's mute..
and all I want
is to lay near it's roots
under that blasted sky of blue
So somewhere several feet away
I'm sitting just outside it's shade
comfort there beyond my reach
unfulfilled and incomplete
hands reaching, eyes praying
hunger won't get the best of me
For this is the one...
somewhere the desert
meets the sea
and I wish it could comfort me,
keep me safe like company
I'm gazing at the swaying fruit
with a tongue that's parched
and a mouth that's mute..
and all I want
is to lay near it's roots
under that blasted sky of blue
So somewhere several feet away
I'm sitting just outside it's shade
comfort there beyond my reach
unfulfilled and incomplete
hands reaching, eyes praying
hunger won't get the best of me
For this is the one...
#sadness
#loneliness
#despair
#separation
#fear
620 reads
4 Comments
Within His Eyes
I learned to Scry
in the eyes of a witch
whose colors could shift
with the rising tide
and in those depths
I saw fractals of Time
the gods tried to weave
into something...
Something
Tangible or... manageable?
Laughable was what it became
for the days were named
and the nights, they came
and the stars were engraved
with unintelligible script
and no translation
to relieve the vacant eyes
which sat upon their
dying frames
The gods did not invent
the words...
in the eyes of a witch
whose colors could shift
with the rising tide
and in those depths
I saw fractals of Time
the gods tried to weave
into something...
Something
Tangible or... manageable?
Laughable was what it became
for the days were named
and the nights, they came
and the stars were engraved
with unintelligible script
and no translation
to relieve the vacant eyes
which sat upon their
dying frames
The gods did not invent
the words...
#universe
#stars
#spiritual
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Why Are They All the Same?
I fell for the men
who could use their hands
who could use their words
who promised to take
the chance
I'm so easily swayed
easy to please-
So appease me
with a lovely flower
on a rainy day
Use your hands to love
let me watch you play,
let your fingers strum
the song that keeps
my tears away
Use your words to charm
lead me where you may
I'll think you mean no harm
so take me anywhere,
and make me think
you'll stay
once more,
please promise me...
...
who could use their hands
who could use their words
who promised to take
the chance
I'm so easily swayed
easy to please-
So appease me
with a lovely flower
on a rainy day
Use your hands to love
let me watch you play,
let your fingers strum
the song that keeps
my tears away
Use your words to charm
lead me where you may
I'll think you mean no harm
so take me anywhere,
and make me think
you'll stay
once more,
please promise me...
...
#grief
#lies
#despair
#manipulation
#deception
371 reads
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I Won't Sing Again
An instrument's lost
to wind resistance
in this storm
and melodies are wasted
on an audience
that cannot hear past
their own ghosts
My voice is only nice
for the first few minutes
and then it's not
and even when you listen
it's like all you hear
are my flaws
I wrote for you my heart
on pretty paper I got
from an artist's shop;
measured every beat
describing everything
you meant to me
writing out my dreams
for you and all...
to wind resistance
in this storm
and melodies are wasted
on an audience
that cannot hear past
their own ghosts
My voice is only nice
for the first few minutes
and then it's not
and even when you listen
it's like all you hear
are my flaws
I wrote for you my heart
on pretty paper I got
from an artist's shop;
measured every beat
describing everything
you meant to me
writing out my dreams
for you and all...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#abuse
#misunderstood
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Within You Lies the Sun
Creature in the cave, come out
morning's bright and fresh
and you are loved
Suckle on the nectar
oh, the sweet lavender...
After the rain
Creature, creature
the night tore your paws
and shook your soul
you were made in daylight
for the world to rejoice
you weren't meant
to know the tremble
of weary, worn in bones
Your home knew no pity
so you ran into the dark
creature, creature...
You were made for the light
So come softly to my hand
let me hold you in the sun ...
morning's bright and fresh
and you are loved
Suckle on the nectar
oh, the sweet lavender...
After the rain
Creature, creature
the night tore your paws
and shook your soul
you were made in daylight
for the world to rejoice
you weren't meant
to know the tremble
of weary, worn in bones
Your home knew no pity
so you ran into the dark
creature, creature...
You were made for the light
So come softly to my hand
let me hold you in the sun ...
#hope
#abuse
#sun
#TimeHeals
#dawn
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White Rabbit: An Ode to Hypocrisy
You love the sound
of your own voice
echoing in your holy chamber
ritualize, visualize
getting only your own way
on your pious altar
Speak like a priestess
in the way you televise
your perfect little lies
gaining followers who only taste
the fabrication of your perfect side
No one can expect apologies, but you
No one can get away with crimes
but you
You wish to speak of double standard
Well, what's the matter?
don't like the truth
when it comes around
that it's been done by you?
...
of your own voice
echoing in your holy chamber
ritualize, visualize
getting only your own way
on your pious altar
Speak like a priestess
in the way you televise
your perfect little lies
gaining followers who only taste
the fabrication of your perfect side
No one can expect apologies, but you
No one can get away with crimes
but you
You wish to speak of double standard
Well, what's the matter?
don't like the truth
when it comes around
that it's been done by you?
...
#betrayal
#ignorance
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#deception
529 reads
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Snakes Vs Guns
There's a certainty to chaos
in the wake of distrust
can't expect the bitten
to extend a loving hand,
can't expect the venom
to not cause certain death
You won't ask me my mind
because you've already made up yours
you dug my grave before I could die
and you still embraced something worse
You won't share your wine
despite all the ways
you have asked for mine
I feel like i've heard all the lies
so don't expect anything less
than a final goodbye
Because there's a certainty
here in my own...
in the wake of distrust
can't expect the bitten
to extend a loving hand,
can't expect the venom
to not cause certain death
You won't ask me my mind
because you've already made up yours
you dug my grave before I could die
and you still embraced something worse
You won't share your wine
despite all the ways
you have asked for mine
I feel like i've heard all the lies
so don't expect anything less
than a final goodbye
Because there's a certainty
here in my own...
#friendship
#betrayal
#frustration
#hypocrisy
#deception
442 reads
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This World Has No Place For Dreamers
And here I am
arms open,
I beg
Told myself
I'd never kneel again
never crawl on broken glass
for a kiss, a touch of skin
but at last..
And I've given up once more
told myself I wouldn't
let a bottle take control
Here I am..
Yes, me
My greatest liar
arms open,
I beg
Told myself
I'd never kneel again
never crawl on broken glass
for a kiss, a touch of skin
but at last..
And I've given up once more
told myself I wouldn't
let a bottle take control
Here I am..
Yes, me
My greatest liar
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#loneliness
#despair
794 reads
2 Comments
the Problem With a Good Erotica
#lust
#loneliness
#women
#BDSM
#reading
414 reads
5 Comments
Crying on the Shitter
#grief
#suicide
#despair
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
460 reads
2 Comments
If I Had $10 Right Now....
Gods, I'd pay some good money
for a slap across my face
a silvertongue like honey
to get my heart to fucking race
Oh how I'd kill for just a taste...
take my heart, pretend to break it
then laugh as you remind me
I have a pretty face
What's the price?
I have quarters and some pennies
would you take me for a five?
I know this isn't much but
what do I owe for just a minute
of your precious time?
I'm running out of rhymes
to say that something
made me feel this way
like I wish I had the...
for a slap across my face
a silvertongue like honey
to get my heart to fucking race
Oh how I'd kill for just a taste...
take my heart, pretend to break it
then laugh as you remind me
I have a pretty face
What's the price?
I have quarters and some pennies
would you take me for a five?
I know this isn't much but
what do I owe for just a minute
of your precious time?
I'm running out of rhymes
to say that something
made me feel this way
like I wish I had the...
#depression
#loneliness
#BDSM
#money
#FeelingLost
475 reads
8 Comments
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