Submissions by lonelove
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write dark and depressing, stuff that I enjoy, I'm not all that great to be quite honest
SELF POEM
Published
11th May 2015 4:56am
11th May 2015 4:56am
Every Inch Of Me
My curves are meant for corset laces wrapping around a pale waist and stomach
My thighs are meant to wear garters and stockings pretty lace and bows
My chest leaves my partner to wonder and appreciate what I am made with
My body is to be views as beautiful, every inch of me
My thighs are meant to wear garters and stockings pretty lace and bows
My chest leaves my partner to wonder and appreciate what I am made with
My body is to be views as beautiful, every inch of me
646 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Oct 2014 8:13pm
30th Oct 2014 8:13pm
Coffee Stained Skin
My skin has got coffee stains
Rust with my bone structure
I've been battered and bruised
And I've got scars
Enough to equal stars
My flaws provide me a muse to sing
Type with chipped fingernails
And half blind eyes to see
My definitions of beauty are highly skewed
An outlier on the bell curve of normality
Rust with my bone structure
I've been battered and bruised
And I've got scars
Enough to equal stars
My flaws provide me a muse to sing
Type with chipped fingernails
And half blind eyes to see
My definitions of beauty are highly skewed
An outlier on the bell curve of normality
567 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Sep 2014 3:29am
24th Sep 2014 3:29am
Play Me
Tune me like your instrument
The octaves of my moans and the pitches of my whimpers
And you're the conductor in our symphony
Wet me like your reed
And practice your fingering on me
Your embouchure on my lips
And a melody is born
Tempo, rhythm, and repeat
Play me with passion
A little instrument under the demand of an artist
Willing to obey
Warm me up before our crescendo rises
Make sure to stay in three/four time
Be the accompaniment to the ballad of our bodies
Darling, hips can only thrust so hard
Before we break the...
The octaves of my moans and the pitches of my whimpers
And you're the conductor in our symphony
Wet me like your reed
And practice your fingering on me
Your embouchure on my lips
And a melody is born
Tempo, rhythm, and repeat
Play me with passion
A little instrument under the demand of an artist
Willing to obey
Warm me up before our crescendo rises
Make sure to stay in three/four time
Be the accompaniment to the ballad of our bodies
Darling, hips can only thrust so hard
Before we break the...
1040 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
24th Sep 2014 3:17am
24th Sep 2014 3:17am
Snake Venom
It's a matter of perception
There are wrongs and rights
And snake venom wears holes in my self-esteem
Armor no longer has it's shine
But in the back of my mind I sing 'daddy knows best'
It becomes so loud I can't hear my own thoughts
And that worries me
There is truly no place like home
Because I am never as scared nor as alone than here
Fridays roll into view with dread
Weekends are terrifying
This place is toxic
And I breath in the fumes everyday because I don't know better
I'm tired of snake venom
I'm terrified of the...
There are wrongs and rights
And snake venom wears holes in my self-esteem
Armor no longer has it's shine
But in the back of my mind I sing 'daddy knows best'
It becomes so loud I can't hear my own thoughts
And that worries me
There is truly no place like home
Because I am never as scared nor as alone than here
Fridays roll into view with dread
Weekends are terrifying
This place is toxic
And I breath in the fumes everyday because I don't know better
I'm tired of snake venom
I'm terrified of the...
610 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2014 6:23am
22nd Sep 2014 6:23am
Committing Sins
"Do you love your sin enough to burn in hell forever?"
Well of course
And your eyes tell me the same
With you by my side
Even god knows when to look away
When we lock lips
The protesters don't give me the reaction I want
But the watchful strangers applaud our bravery
I wrap my arm around your hip
Holding you closer to me
"Darling let me tell you,
You're my favorite sin to commit"
Well of course
And your eyes tell me the same
With you by my side
Even god knows when to look away
When we lock lips
The protesters don't give me the reaction I want
But the watchful strangers applaud our bravery
I wrap my arm around your hip
Holding you closer to me
"Darling let me tell you,
You're my favorite sin to commit"
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Sep 2014 6:14am
16th Sep 2014 6:14am
Message From The City
Romanticize my flaws
It seems to be a common recurrence with people
Under the congealing mercury of a crescent moon
Talk of the beauty of the back ally bums
Taking drags from cigarette and pipes
Find a melancholy beauty in the desperate need for addiction
Find my sewers and underground passages playgrounds
For your art and chicken scratches of graffiti
The soundtrack of your evening
Is the cacophonous scrape of shoes on gravel
And the honking of car horns in the distance
My veins run with spilled liquor and car tires
And the man sleeping on the...
It seems to be a common recurrence with people
Under the congealing mercury of a crescent moon
Talk of the beauty of the back ally bums
Taking drags from cigarette and pipes
Find a melancholy beauty in the desperate need for addiction
Find my sewers and underground passages playgrounds
For your art and chicken scratches of graffiti
The soundtrack of your evening
Is the cacophonous scrape of shoes on gravel
And the honking of car horns in the distance
My veins run with spilled liquor and car tires
And the man sleeping on the...
605 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Sep 2014 6:58am
10th Sep 2014 6:58am
Fairy Lights
The fairy lights shine above our heads
And the sidewalk beats
Fall under our feet
And the music in the air reminds me of young love and reckless abandon
Like nothing in the world can scare me
Nothing is a bother
Because you are on my arm and the world spins around
And people come and go
But you are my infinite and my permanent
My reason to be here
Coffee laced kisses
And the shallow speak of the beings around me
You whisper in my ear that you can't wait for the night to end
So that the memories can begin
There's a equilibrium...
And the sidewalk beats
Fall under our feet
And the music in the air reminds me of young love and reckless abandon
Like nothing in the world can scare me
Nothing is a bother
Because you are on my arm and the world spins around
And people come and go
But you are my infinite and my permanent
My reason to be here
Coffee laced kisses
And the shallow speak of the beings around me
You whisper in my ear that you can't wait for the night to end
So that the memories can begin
There's a equilibrium...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Sep 2014 2:42am
1st Sep 2014 2:42am
The World Knows Of Our Romance
The room smells like nail polish
Hooker red just for you
And I've been trying to draw this picture
But the women's hair always end up looking like yours
The anticipation of seeing you brings my legs to a halt
When I imagine how we will intertwined upon our first time being alone
I can imagine how perfect it will be
But imagining will never be a good as reality
So I count down the hours till I jump into my car
And drive down the streets and the stop lights hit colors
Colors that look like my nails
And life seems to make me want to wait even longer...
Hooker red just for you
And I've been trying to draw this picture
But the women's hair always end up looking like yours
The anticipation of seeing you brings my legs to a halt
When I imagine how we will intertwined upon our first time being alone
I can imagine how perfect it will be
But imagining will never be a good as reality
So I count down the hours till I jump into my car
And drive down the streets and the stop lights hit colors
Colors that look like my nails
And life seems to make me want to wait even longer...
621 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 1:33am
28th Aug 2014 1:33am
Rambles About The Woman I Love
Wrapping my arms around her waist
I am reminded of her tapered hips and the way she stands
Tall
Strong
And yet caresses her arms and feet in this frail pose
Hanging onto her neck, like letting go would end our lives
With every kiss, I plant a little reminder of me with her
And with every kiss I crave even more
I crave to see the way her chest rises and falls while she sleeps
The way she gently swings back and forth in her hammock in the backyard
As the wind tosses her auburn hair
Sometimes I dream of her
I dream that we caresses...
I am reminded of her tapered hips and the way she stands
Tall
Strong
And yet caresses her arms and feet in this frail pose
Hanging onto her neck, like letting go would end our lives
With every kiss, I plant a little reminder of me with her
And with every kiss I crave even more
I crave to see the way her chest rises and falls while she sleeps
The way she gently swings back and forth in her hammock in the backyard
As the wind tosses her auburn hair
Sometimes I dream of her
I dream that we caresses...
563 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 1:25am
28th Aug 2014 1:25am
Slam Poetry
The microphone stands tall
And when their words fly through it
They pierce my heart on the other side
and I can feel crimson flow of feeling
pouring from my wound
The cuts sting and my masochistic sensibilities
ask for more
And when they provide I am hooked
Strung out, burnt out
Inject the needle of your words into my veins
and leave me chilled and inspired
For an addict's write leaves them only wanting more
Trek the miles, just a taste
The snaps of fingers and murmurs from people
who nod their...
And when their words fly through it
They pierce my heart on the other side
and I can feel crimson flow of feeling
pouring from my wound
The cuts sting and my masochistic sensibilities
ask for more
And when they provide I am hooked
Strung out, burnt out
Inject the needle of your words into my veins
and leave me chilled and inspired
For an addict's write leaves them only wanting more
Trek the miles, just a taste
The snaps of fingers and murmurs from people
who nod their...
557 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 5:17am
18th Aug 2014 5:17am
Migraines
She is sick
And not the sick to where she's gone a day or two
And when she returns we embrace and the day goes on
But it's also not the type of sick
For where she is lying in a hospital bed
And there is a bittersweet beauty in our relationship
The kind authors write about
She's sick just enough
To where I always worry
Just enough for machines to read her inner thoughts
But not enough to where she wants me to leave her
Needing her sense of independence from it's illness
She's fighting as hard as she can
And what am I to do
When...
And not the sick to where she's gone a day or two
And when she returns we embrace and the day goes on
But it's also not the type of sick
For where she is lying in a hospital bed
And there is a bittersweet beauty in our relationship
The kind authors write about
She's sick just enough
To where I always worry
Just enough for machines to read her inner thoughts
But not enough to where she wants me to leave her
Needing her sense of independence from it's illness
She's fighting as hard as she can
And what am I to do
When...
593 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 6:43am
13th Aug 2014 6:43am
Pillows Don't Make Good Heartbeats
I used to be able to sleep with pillows
Blankets to cover
And I would be calm
Thinking that the plush was you
But now I have held you
Smelled your hair and felt the soft skin of legs
And now these pillows will not suffice
Because a single heartbeat
Will not lull me to sleep anymore
Blankets to cover
And I would be calm
Thinking that the plush was you
But now I have held you
Smelled your hair and felt the soft skin of legs
And now these pillows will not suffice
Because a single heartbeat
Will not lull me to sleep anymore
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