Submissions by forever-for_real (Tess Stoops)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write. Always.
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jul 2011 4:17am
4th Jul 2011 4:17am
My Rose
I want this to last.
Grow,
like a rose
bloom
and never die.
I want it to keep its color
Pressed between well read pages
saved forever
Brilliance never seeping away
Perfume never fading
Never losing any part
of what it is now.
I want this to last...
Forever.
Grow,
like a rose
bloom
and never die.
I want it to keep its color
Pressed between well read pages
saved forever
Brilliance never seeping away
Perfume never fading
Never losing any part
of what it is now.
I want this to last...
Forever.
847 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Mar 2011 4:56pm
13th Mar 2011 4:56pm
I Love Her.
I want nothing more than you.
Your lips on mine,
hands in my hair.
Your body next to me.
So perfect.
Face to face, breast to breast
bodies entertwined.
Soft lips and strong hands taking me higher.
Quiet gasps I can't control.
So.
Good.
Hair like a curtain.
Smells like summer, I can't wait.
Holding hands in the car like sweethearts,
after sharing everything and leaving it in your room.
I wish.
Your room spins.
Head swimming with love, lust.
Both.
High on your curves.
Your touch.
I hope this feeling never goes...
Your lips on mine,
hands in my hair.
Your body next to me.
So perfect.
Face to face, breast to breast
bodies entertwined.
Soft lips and strong hands taking me higher.
Quiet gasps I can't control.
So.
Good.
Hair like a curtain.
Smells like summer, I can't wait.
Holding hands in the car like sweethearts,
after sharing everything and leaving it in your room.
I wish.
Your room spins.
Head swimming with love, lust.
Both.
High on your curves.
Your touch.
I hope this feeling never goes...
1796 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2011 6:30pm
7th Mar 2011 6:30pm
Closer
Next to me.
So much tension.
Fear and longing battle, and for once
my heart outpaces my mind.
Husky voices and a question,
"What are you thinking about?"
Lips meeting.
No more barriers.
Melting shyness.
This.
Answer without words.
Soft hands and sharp nails,
bitten lips, swelling with lust.
Dizziness.
Drowning in your taste.
Moments flying by,
ending too soon,
yet an eternity.
An action.
Closer, this time
to heaven,
than I ever was to Hell,
for my delicious sins.
So much tension.
Fear and longing battle, and for once
my heart outpaces my mind.
Husky voices and a question,
"What are you thinking about?"
Lips meeting.
No more barriers.
Melting shyness.
This.
Answer without words.
Soft hands and sharp nails,
bitten lips, swelling with lust.
Dizziness.
Drowning in your taste.
Moments flying by,
ending too soon,
yet an eternity.
An action.
Closer, this time
to heaven,
than I ever was to Hell,
for my delicious sins.
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Mar 2011 6:15pm
7th Mar 2011 6:15pm
Sacrifice
It burns like caustic accident.
"You belong in a better world."
Yes.
"One without me."
I've kept the key around my neck
for so long now.
My gateway.
My cell stays locked tight.
Even though the silence deafens me.
And the darkness burns my eyes.
I'll give you the world,
I always wanted.
The one I was never
allowed
to have.
"You belong in a better world."
Yes.
"One without me."
I've kept the key around my neck
for so long now.
My gateway.
My cell stays locked tight.
Even though the silence deafens me.
And the darkness burns my eyes.
I'll give you the world,
I always wanted.
The one I was never
allowed
to have.
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2011 5:33pm
4th Mar 2011 5:33pm
Searching
In silence, fever expands
a world with one purpose
one everything.
This is my fading obsession.
The counting.
The measuring.
The smoke of my bones
grinding against each other.
The smell of fear.
This is the only lie I'd tell you.
My only truth.
Caustic fumes
discs of poison
I don't want any.
I run
pushing my own soul
no physical boundaries.
In the night
sweat pouring, stomach churning,
I find my heart, alone
a world with one purpose
one everything.
This is my fading obsession.
The counting.
The measuring.
The smoke of my bones
grinding against each other.
The smell of fear.
This is the only lie I'd tell you.
My only truth.
Caustic fumes
discs of poison
I don't want any.
I run
pushing my own soul
no physical boundaries.
In the night
sweat pouring, stomach churning,
I find my heart, alone
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Feb 2011 5:46pm
28th Feb 2011 5:46pm
Wednesday
If I was a mystery
who would solve me?
Would anyone seek my clues?
Know where to find
my reasons?
Would anyone try?
Pour through every word I wrote,
searching for the magic one?
Will someone reade my books?
Uncover my secrets?
Will you paint your nails red
until I see you again?
who would solve me?
Would anyone seek my clues?
Know where to find
my reasons?
Would anyone try?
Pour through every word I wrote,
searching for the magic one?
Will someone reade my books?
Uncover my secrets?
Will you paint your nails red
until I see you again?
892 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Feb 2011 4:19pm
27th Feb 2011 4:19pm
Slurred Thoughts
I want your
love is just a
mask over the
pain in my
heart broken, I feel so
empty is the bottle of
pills are just
silencers so no one can
hear the sirens? hear the
tragedy is bornby
choices we make for the
ends with a
drone on doctors, you
saviors are fake as
life is not the answer, the
solution to the
problem with living is
dying to be
loved not, I make my final
breath of whiskey and
hate the life I've chosen the
path to hell, I've
taken my life, I've
made my choice.
love is just a
mask over the
pain in my
heart broken, I feel so
empty is the bottle of
pills are just
silencers so no one can
hear the sirens? hear the
tragedy is bornby
choices we make for the
ends with a
drone on doctors, you
saviors are fake as
life is not the answer, the
solution to the
problem with living is
dying to be
loved not, I make my final
breath of whiskey and
hate the life I've chosen the
path to hell, I've
taken my life, I've
made my choice.
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Feb 2011 4:03pm
27th Feb 2011 4:03pm
First Taste
She pulled me in
with silver tongue
and ruby lips.
I dived into the depth of love,
and haven't resurfaced.
Infatuation blooms,
flowering passion.
She no longer speaks in riddles,
her slick metal slur,
tarnished.
Love is quiet decay.
with silver tongue
and ruby lips.
I dived into the depth of love,
and haven't resurfaced.
Infatuation blooms,
flowering passion.
She no longer speaks in riddles,
her slick metal slur,
tarnished.
Love is quiet decay.
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Feb 2011 1:39pm
18th Feb 2011 1:39pm
Why Not?
Lilacs, like I showed you, in summer swaying
over our heads in the heady
velvet air,
evolving into something worth remembering.
Miss me?
Even now?
Wonder where I am,
how I survived,
you can't even try.
No more fear, not for me,
only a fathomless emptiness.
Tell me you haven't forgotten
?
Whisper my name, once more,
hinder this veering path
you've set me on.
Never say it wasn't real, wasn't true.
Over everything else,
that was true, right
?
over our heads in the heady
velvet air,
evolving into something worth remembering.
Miss me?
Even now?
Wonder where I am,
how I survived,
you can't even try.
No more fear, not for me,
only a fathomless emptiness.
Tell me you haven't forgotten
?
Whisper my name, once more,
hinder this veering path
you've set me on.
Never say it wasn't real, wasn't true.
Over everything else,
that was true, right
?
824 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Feb 2011 1:32pm
18th Feb 2011 1:32pm
Closed Doors and Endless Nights
She's snoring.
I hear from my vanity,
watching smoke bloom
on my indigo ceiling.
Listen to
the ticking clock
on my armoire.
There's so little time left.
My wooden chair creaks,
my head swims.
Time congeals.
My body, brain
eats away at itself,
gnawing,
gnawing itself to the bone.
She's snoring,
unaware.
A daughter rotting in the night,
flesh boiling,
draining, dripping
through the rug,
the cherrywood floors gorge,
swelling with fatty hate.
I watch my blood spill.
My life pour,
slipping....
I hear from my vanity,
watching smoke bloom
on my indigo ceiling.
Listen to
the ticking clock
on my armoire.
There's so little time left.
My wooden chair creaks,
my head swims.
Time congeals.
My body, brain
eats away at itself,
gnawing,
gnawing itself to the bone.
She's snoring,
unaware.
A daughter rotting in the night,
flesh boiling,
draining, dripping
through the rug,
the cherrywood floors gorge,
swelling with fatty hate.
I watch my blood spill.
My life pour,
slipping....
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Feb 2011 3:46am
7th Feb 2011 3:46am
I Drowned The Kitten
Your plaintive mews
and outstreched claws
are nothing.
You may hiss and snarl all you wish.
Truth is,
I'm bigger than you.
That means I have the control here.
While you starve for milk
and crave attention,
I am alone.
And happy.
I pick you up
by the back of your neck,
and look into your beady eyes,
One last hiss
and a slap from your armed claws,
and I silence you
once and for all.
R.I.P KITTEN.
and outstreched claws
are nothing.
You may hiss and snarl all you wish.
Truth is,
I'm bigger than you.
That means I have the control here.
While you starve for milk
and crave attention,
I am alone.
And happy.
I pick you up
by the back of your neck,
and look into your beady eyes,
One last hiss
and a slap from your armed claws,
and I silence you
once and for all.
R.I.P KITTEN.
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Jan 2011 5:11pm
31st Jan 2011 5:11pm
I Am The Secret
You come home late,
party with the girls,
there's one light burning in your home.
"You little slut. Where have you been"
I'm the silence on your tongue.
No explanation can stop the storm.
"Fucking around with someone else?"
His hand crushes your throat.
I'm the picture on the wall.
Silent smilng witness.
The wall against your back,
his partner in crime.
"You will never leave me."
The smell of smoke, sweat, stale obsession.
I'm the tears in your eyes.
"Say it. Say you love me."...
party with the girls,
there's one light burning in your home.
"You little slut. Where have you been"
I'm the silence on your tongue.
No explanation can stop the storm.
"Fucking around with someone else?"
His hand crushes your throat.
I'm the picture on the wall.
Silent smilng witness.
The wall against your back,
his partner in crime.
"You will never leave me."
The smell of smoke, sweat, stale obsession.
I'm the tears in your eyes.
"Say it. Say you love me."...
897 reads
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