Submissions by lostinmymemories
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Jun 2015 5:04pm
9th Jun 2015 5:04pm
What If?
What if you just taste it?
Send your tongue down
A path of sin
So beautiful, that man is
Willing to go to hell for it
Every day.
A bated whisper
Against a neck
That sends chills
Down the very
Spine that you occupy.
Your flesh becoming
Warm, juxtaposing
The shivers that your
lover is feeling.
Your flesh hardening
Against soft.
Crimson against sable
Your lips becoming more firm
Your hands gripping even harder.
What if, you just surrender?
Send your tongue down
A path of sin
So beautiful, that man is
Willing to go to hell for it
Every day.
A bated whisper
Against a neck
That sends chills
Down the very
Spine that you occupy.
Your flesh becoming
Warm, juxtaposing
The shivers that your
lover is feeling.
Your flesh hardening
Against soft.
Crimson against sable
Your lips becoming more firm
Your hands gripping even harder.
What if, you just surrender?
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2014 9:47pm
11th Dec 2014 9:47pm
Catastrophe
I give you five minutes until you self-destruct.
You are a bomb that has been waiting
To go off
Since the day you first opened your eyes
Into this beautiful big bang
That created this place that we
Call earth.
Your clock started ticking.
You are now on minute four
And you have driven me
Through landmines
And potholes
With no trenches to cover my back.
You believe that you are a sergeant
Fighting this cold war alone
When you have always had
Someone to keep you from making
The rookie mistakes that...
You are a bomb that has been waiting
To go off
Since the day you first opened your eyes
Into this beautiful big bang
That created this place that we
Call earth.
Your clock started ticking.
You are now on minute four
And you have driven me
Through landmines
And potholes
With no trenches to cover my back.
You believe that you are a sergeant
Fighting this cold war alone
When you have always had
Someone to keep you from making
The rookie mistakes that...
665 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2014 7:27pm
3rd Dec 2014 7:27pm
Count
When you get in a relationship,
Your life becomes dictated by numbers.
You start counting the times the sun rises and sets.
You start calculating holidays like they’re geometry equations
And stars become multiplication tables
That you haven’t learned yet.
The date that you reply with “yes”
Becomes a code to unlock a safe of either pleasure or pain.
I’ve never been good at probability
And I hate math.
So what makes you think that I’m ready to be
The formula that solves your equation
When I can’t even remember y=mx+b?
I’m...
Your life becomes dictated by numbers.
You start counting the times the sun rises and sets.
You start calculating holidays like they’re geometry equations
And stars become multiplication tables
That you haven’t learned yet.
The date that you reply with “yes”
Becomes a code to unlock a safe of either pleasure or pain.
I’ve never been good at probability
And I hate math.
So what makes you think that I’m ready to be
The formula that solves your equation
When I can’t even remember y=mx+b?
I’m...
611 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2014 1:05am
2nd Nov 2014 1:05am
Pour
He poured himself into my body
And he flowed like syrup to my lower half.
The day I met him, I walked different.
And then you poured yourself on top of him
And you floated like a cloud to my upper half.
The day I met you, I thought different.
He was water and you were oil,
Both of you settling into my soul until it
Sunk like an anchor
Buried into the red sea.
But then I got a breath of fresh air and my soul begins to float.
I began to smoke you,
And inhale your essence until my soul met my brain.
I thought in living color...
And he flowed like syrup to my lower half.
The day I met him, I walked different.
And then you poured yourself on top of him
And you floated like a cloud to my upper half.
The day I met you, I thought different.
He was water and you were oil,
Both of you settling into my soul until it
Sunk like an anchor
Buried into the red sea.
But then I got a breath of fresh air and my soul begins to float.
I began to smoke you,
And inhale your essence until my soul met my brain.
I thought in living color...
623 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Sep 2014 5:11am
30th Sep 2014 5:11am
T-Shirt
I never thought that you would become another wrinkled t-shirt hidden in my closet.
I wore you like a second skin.
My veins pumped your name
And my voice sang your snores when you slept.
I fell in love with all of you.
Even though I shouldn’t.
I can’t be naïve again.
You, with your kisses like the soft touch of a razor blade
You were sweet pain.
I can’t deny that I’m afraid.
You can look me in my eyes and lie to me right now.
I have no choice but to trust you
And it hurts.
Opening the locked safe that was my heart is taking ...
I wore you like a second skin.
My veins pumped your name
And my voice sang your snores when you slept.
I fell in love with all of you.
Even though I shouldn’t.
I can’t be naïve again.
You, with your kisses like the soft touch of a razor blade
You were sweet pain.
I can’t deny that I’m afraid.
You can look me in my eyes and lie to me right now.
I have no choice but to trust you
And it hurts.
Opening the locked safe that was my heart is taking ...
782 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Sep 2014 8:44pm
6th Sep 2014 8:44pm
Revenge
Out of spite, I should crawl into your lungs.
Bloom flowers and birth sunsets until
You can’t breathe anymore.
Out of spite, I should become your world,
Your oxygen,
Your reason to wake up every day.
Out of spite, I should show you what
Your twisted imagination can make
Love seem.
Out of spite, I should dig my way
Into your psyche,
Your dreams,
Your unconscious mind.
Out of spite, I should pretend to appreciate you,
Tell you all of the things that you want to hear,
And leave.
You feel that?
That...
Bloom flowers and birth sunsets until
You can’t breathe anymore.
Out of spite, I should become your world,
Your oxygen,
Your reason to wake up every day.
Out of spite, I should show you what
Your twisted imagination can make
Love seem.
Out of spite, I should dig my way
Into your psyche,
Your dreams,
Your unconscious mind.
Out of spite, I should pretend to appreciate you,
Tell you all of the things that you want to hear,
And leave.
You feel that?
That...
775 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2014 5:45pm
2nd Sep 2014 5:45pm
Release Therapy
I hate rejection.
I’m willing to give out my heart to so many people but I hate when one piece isn’t returned.
I’m selfish.
Here I am watching this man be happy with another girl and touch her more willingly than he ever would touch me.
But I gave him a piece…and he didn’t return it.
He let it burn and now a piece of my heart feels permanently gone.
My heart is barely mine anymore.
I should be okay with this
I should be happy for my friend but envy seems to consume me more than I’m willing to admit.
He ‘s smiling at her…He never looked at me...
I’m willing to give out my heart to so many people but I hate when one piece isn’t returned.
I’m selfish.
Here I am watching this man be happy with another girl and touch her more willingly than he ever would touch me.
But I gave him a piece…and he didn’t return it.
He let it burn and now a piece of my heart feels permanently gone.
My heart is barely mine anymore.
I should be okay with this
I should be happy for my friend but envy seems to consume me more than I’m willing to admit.
He ‘s smiling at her…He never looked at me...
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Aug 2014 11:42pm
24th Aug 2014 11:42pm
Security
I'm trying to secure the unstable.
I'm trying to change the unchangeable.
I want to turn the bad guy into an angel
I want to shut everyone up.
He is the beginning of my demise
I want to be the padlock that matches his key but he is a Master Key.
He solves many locks, some quicker than others.
When he looks in my eyes, I swear that he thinks that I'm special.
I want to believe that I am the only one..but I know that I'm not.
And every time he kisses me, it feels like burning coals on my body.
His gaze is smoldering.
How could...
I'm trying to change the unchangeable.
I want to turn the bad guy into an angel
I want to shut everyone up.
He is the beginning of my demise
I want to be the padlock that matches his key but he is a Master Key.
He solves many locks, some quicker than others.
When he looks in my eyes, I swear that he thinks that I'm special.
I want to believe that I am the only one..but I know that I'm not.
And every time he kisses me, it feels like burning coals on my body.
His gaze is smoldering.
How could...
876 reads
5 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Aug 2014 6:26pm
6th Aug 2014 6:26pm
Push Through
When you are sitting at home and crying silently in your bed,
Like a whispered lullaby. I want my voice to ring in your head.
Push Through.
When your heart feels like it's breaking from the inside out and
you feel like your only option is to get up and shout.
Push Through.
When you have reached your wit's end
and you are confronted by your dark past again
Push Through.
You are more than letters on a screen, more than someone's idea of a dream.
You are flesh and blood.
Unique creatures of this world.
Your DNA is composed in such...
Like a whispered lullaby. I want my voice to ring in your head.
Push Through.
When your heart feels like it's breaking from the inside out and
you feel like your only option is to get up and shout.
Push Through.
When you have reached your wit's end
and you are confronted by your dark past again
Push Through.
You are more than letters on a screen, more than someone's idea of a dream.
You are flesh and blood.
Unique creatures of this world.
Your DNA is composed in such...
1018 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 10:51pm
2nd Aug 2014 10:51pm
Desert Flowers
We were desert flowers waiting to bloom.
We envied the other flowers near the blissful oasis a mile away.
They seemed so happy on the other side.
But here we were, forced to grow on the driest of sands in the hottest of temperatures.
We lived in heat.
A heat that filled us to where we had to satisfy our thirst in each other.
But we have not yet bloomed.
We have not experienced the feeling of extension in our stems and wetness on our roots.
We have not felt the paradise of the oasis flowers just a mile away.
We were so close yet so far.
...
We envied the other flowers near the blissful oasis a mile away.
They seemed so happy on the other side.
But here we were, forced to grow on the driest of sands in the hottest of temperatures.
We lived in heat.
A heat that filled us to where we had to satisfy our thirst in each other.
But we have not yet bloomed.
We have not experienced the feeling of extension in our stems and wetness on our roots.
We have not felt the paradise of the oasis flowers just a mile away.
We were so close yet so far.
...
700 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2014 2:27pm
23rd Jun 2014 2:27pm
An Introspection of the Broken Heart
It's always about love isn't it?
The hardships that seem to control my adolescent life
involves the strife of a potential lover.
Who doesn't want someone to hold and appreciate?
Who doesn't want to go to bed and feel secure?
I was told I need to ease up last night.
I don't know what I did wrong.
Every time I try to show my appreciation to someone, they tell me to back off.
It's like being lured into the sea by a beautiful light
only to find out that it is the sun and you will never reach it.
Now I am stuck in the middle of this sea of...
The hardships that seem to control my adolescent life
involves the strife of a potential lover.
Who doesn't want someone to hold and appreciate?
Who doesn't want to go to bed and feel secure?
I was told I need to ease up last night.
I don't know what I did wrong.
Every time I try to show my appreciation to someone, they tell me to back off.
It's like being lured into the sea by a beautiful light
only to find out that it is the sun and you will never reach it.
Now I am stuck in the middle of this sea of...
633 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jun 2014 2:44am
14th Jun 2014 2:44am
Fear's Radio
I posses a fear.
A fear that lurks over my heart like
the dark side of a full moon.
A fear that keeps me awake with the ebony blanket of the sky,
Constantly riddled with worry.
Over and over again like a repetitive pop song on the radio.
I have been left behind.
Usually for no reason at all I am submitted to this torture.
But sometimes it is because I succumb
To the dark desires of the human body too soon...
Too quickly
And abandoned with the others who have done the same.
Because really,
Who wants a used doll anyway?
No...
A fear that lurks over my heart like
the dark side of a full moon.
A fear that keeps me awake with the ebony blanket of the sky,
Constantly riddled with worry.
Over and over again like a repetitive pop song on the radio.
I have been left behind.
Usually for no reason at all I am submitted to this torture.
But sometimes it is because I succumb
To the dark desires of the human body too soon...
Too quickly
And abandoned with the others who have done the same.
Because really,
Who wants a used doll anyway?
No...
685 reads
1 Comment
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