Submissions by kittiewoe (Lilly)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not vulgar, I am no sex obsessed. I am people obsessed, I am movement obsesses, I am body obsessed.I like to feel pain, especially from a lover, it makes me human. It makes me feel alive, it makes me remember what I am.I am not a sadist.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st May 2014 5:02pm
31st May 2014 5:02pm
I lost the words you gave me
You inspired me to write something
so here it is
but
I've run out of those thought provoking
words you love so much
you make my ink blush
You make my heart rush
no scratch that last line
it sounded like I have emotion
I do
not you
not for you
rather
I'd like to if you'd like to
so here it is
but
I've run out of those thought provoking
words you love so much
you make my ink blush
You make my heart rush
no scratch that last line
it sounded like I have emotion
I do
not you
not for you
rather
I'd like to if you'd like to
604 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
30th May 2014 2:49pm
30th May 2014 2:49pm
I hope you don't like the words f**k or Shit
497 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th May 2014 2:46pm
30th May 2014 2:46pm
Cyanide and Coffee Mornings
Does she taste like me?
I hope she does
I hope every time
Your tongues touch
You're mind hurtles back to me
so fast it's like a slap to the face
and you're holding her
and you're thinking of me
and you want me
and I'm gone
I hope she does
I hope every time
Your tongues touch
You're mind hurtles back to me
so fast it's like a slap to the face
and you're holding her
and you're thinking of me
and you want me
and I'm gone
509 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
29th May 2014 11:56pm
29th May 2014 11:56pm
Hey Gareth, thanks for the memories
How dare you
How fucking dare you.
you just slept with me,
finished around 5 minutes ago
You looked into m eyes
You smiled and giggled
And whispered my name
You were my first real encounter
My first happy memory
you whispered how good I was
Held me close- my body shook
You too.
Then you got up and went to fucking bed.
Without smiling, saying goodnight, or a kiss.
Silent.
Knowing I couldn't go in your room.
Knowing I had to go down the hall alone to my cold bed.
My big, lonely, daunting bed.
Silently telling me...
How fucking dare you.
you just slept with me,
finished around 5 minutes ago
You looked into m eyes
You smiled and giggled
And whispered my name
You were my first real encounter
My first happy memory
you whispered how good I was
Held me close- my body shook
You too.
Then you got up and went to fucking bed.
Without smiling, saying goodnight, or a kiss.
Silent.
Knowing I couldn't go in your room.
Knowing I had to go down the hall alone to my cold bed.
My big, lonely, daunting bed.
Silently telling me...
487 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
29th May 2014 3:14pm
29th May 2014 3:14pm
I tried to leave again
I can't think of any metaphores
For what I've just done
So I'll just put down the gun.
For what I've just done
So I'll just put down the gun.
494 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th May 2014 3:21pm
27th May 2014 3:21pm
Call it whatever, this bit doesn't even matter
And my pretty little masachist was here
I wandered, calmly, through the door of my life,
And straight into his,
A worn oaken one, brass doornobs,
I stuggled to push,
He helped me opened it, and pushed me through,
Into the dark space,
Where he taught me to twist and turn and writhe and burn,
I'd long forgotten this lost art,
Mixing my blood with his,
Bathing in each others minds,
"What a nice day for a murder"
He sliced my skin open, cut open my mind,
My back arched and my eyes rolled,
He pushed on, not gently, not firm.... but...
I wandered, calmly, through the door of my life,
And straight into his,
A worn oaken one, brass doornobs,
I stuggled to push,
He helped me opened it, and pushed me through,
Into the dark space,
Where he taught me to twist and turn and writhe and burn,
I'd long forgotten this lost art,
Mixing my blood with his,
Bathing in each others minds,
"What a nice day for a murder"
He sliced my skin open, cut open my mind,
My back arched and my eyes rolled,
He pushed on, not gently, not firm.... but...
545 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th May 2014 5:39pm
26th May 2014 5:39pm
Ode to what you made me
I think I want to die today
514 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2013 1:29pm
18th Dec 2013 1:29pm
Cynical Admirtadion- Dedicated to a c**t named Dominic
seconds, minutes, hours, days without you,
Without you to hold me,
To kiss me,
To tell me it's alright,
To make love to me,
To talk to through the night,
And sleep next to in the day,
To have a proper brew with
Seconds, minutes, hours without you,
To fight me,
To tel me "it's over"
To fuck me
To lay in silence next to,
And leave in the morning,
To drink my life away with,
Seconds, minutes, hours without you
You and Your cynical admiration
*I hope she's what you wanted dominic, that...
Without you to hold me,
To kiss me,
To tell me it's alright,
To make love to me,
To talk to through the night,
And sleep next to in the day,
To have a proper brew with
Seconds, minutes, hours without you,
To fight me,
To tel me "it's over"
To fuck me
To lay in silence next to,
And leave in the morning,
To drink my life away with,
Seconds, minutes, hours without you
You and Your cynical admiration
*I hope she's what you wanted dominic, that...
562 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Aug 2013 10:39pm
13th Aug 2013 10:39pm
I'm not your whore anymore...until tomorrow
685 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Aug 2013 10:45pm
7th Aug 2013 10:45pm
continual from my previous poem
597 reads
1 Comment
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