Submissions by lucidity
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2015 1:49am
4th Oct 2015 1:49am
Devils Plaything
Black tar injected through veins..
You're my devils plaything.
That haze in your eyes.. as you watch me hypnotized.
Take hold of me baby.
Seduce me with your words,
Rationalize your thoughts to get through to me,
I am yours and maybe with time.. you could be true to me- all bullshit aside.
Traditions dance every time we two- step inside one another..
Remarkable souls flutter.
Fornicate and fuck me until your legs shake and your toes curl.
Captivated euphony.
Indulgence of you.
Our rhythms co-in-siding in symphony.
I'm crushing on your...
You're my devils plaything.
That haze in your eyes.. as you watch me hypnotized.
Take hold of me baby.
Seduce me with your words,
Rationalize your thoughts to get through to me,
I am yours and maybe with time.. you could be true to me- all bullshit aside.
Traditions dance every time we two- step inside one another..
Remarkable souls flutter.
Fornicate and fuck me until your legs shake and your toes curl.
Captivated euphony.
Indulgence of you.
Our rhythms co-in-siding in symphony.
I'm crushing on your...
621 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2011 11:59pm
11th Apr 2011 11:59pm
Writers Blocked
well writers block has set itself in.
deep within my soul and i
cant seem to let go,
cant hold a single sentence because my mind has been senseless,
since you left this->
loveless. hate filled emotions took over me:
old poetry cant hold back, empty emotions.
i have to relax. confess my mind is off track..
well dont youremember she had to scatter her hyperactive hallucinations
but the frustrations combined with the temptation to fight the desperation only gave her an obligation. to continue this torture...
deep within my soul and i
cant seem to let go,
cant hold a single sentence because my mind has been senseless,
since you left this->
loveless. hate filled emotions took over me:
old poetry cant hold back, empty emotions.
i have to relax. confess my mind is off track..
well dont youremember she had to scatter her hyperactive hallucinations
but the frustrations combined with the temptation to fight the desperation only gave her an obligation. to continue this torture...
724 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2011 2:43am
25th Mar 2011 2:43am
Deception.
twisted day dreams.. its trying.
spilled all out, hoping it would impact some sort of re-act-shun
caught catacombs, with feelings that unfold
and truth in-lyes beneath where the water lillys grow.
bold moves that your intentions hold.
but i still wish that you were so much closer..
however, you pushed the distance so far apart,
now im performing a balancing act
with razor blades and feathers here in the dark.
are you proud that you left your mark?
i lay here in captivity
with silent screams across empty meadows ...
spilled all out, hoping it would impact some sort of re-act-shun
caught catacombs, with feelings that unfold
and truth in-lyes beneath where the water lillys grow.
bold moves that your intentions hold.
but i still wish that you were so much closer..
however, you pushed the distance so far apart,
now im performing a balancing act
with razor blades and feathers here in the dark.
are you proud that you left your mark?
i lay here in captivity
with silent screams across empty meadows ...
900 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Mar 2011 11:56pm
14th Mar 2011 11:56pm
Mamiidaawendam (she is struggling with feelings)
mister kiss my face.
my heart skips a beat when the word 'like' is thrown in the race.
my body stuck in a box just trying to escape.
must make haste.
paint fumes thrown out the door.
while my head is spinning as im hugging this floor.
dead and gone girls body washes up against theshore.
planets make a shift as the muses instrument-
creates a riff, love knocks on her door.
awake.
the rest of them are clay pigeons.
but her shoulders are heavy from this grave shes digging deep.
he cannot treat this one as a sheep....
my heart skips a beat when the word 'like' is thrown in the race.
my body stuck in a box just trying to escape.
must make haste.
paint fumes thrown out the door.
while my head is spinning as im hugging this floor.
dead and gone girls body washes up against theshore.
planets make a shift as the muses instrument-
creates a riff, love knocks on her door.
awake.
the rest of them are clay pigeons.
but her shoulders are heavy from this grave shes digging deep.
he cannot treat this one as a sheep....
766 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2011 7:07pm
13th Mar 2011 7:07pm
Sleepy Hollow
night owl
my sleepy hollow
swallow the dose of pain whole
as i slowly watch the white snow fall solo.
my world has crumbled below.
and you and i - we both know.
tarnished paint peels and rips from walls,
tattooed stories of her lifetime.
let go of those feelings he put there.
grab hold of the conscience you impaired and dared declared by lust,
or is it love that rests in my grasps in my clutch.
inherited you gave him trust and made the mistakes we must-
but distance is what needs to be between us;
for words whispered through prison...
my sleepy hollow
swallow the dose of pain whole
as i slowly watch the white snow fall solo.
my world has crumbled below.
and you and i - we both know.
tarnished paint peels and rips from walls,
tattooed stories of her lifetime.
let go of those feelings he put there.
grab hold of the conscience you impaired and dared declared by lust,
or is it love that rests in my grasps in my clutch.
inherited you gave him trust and made the mistakes we must-
but distance is what needs to be between us;
for words whispered through prison...
997 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Mar 2011 6:41pm
13th Mar 2011 6:41pm
Ghost Dances.
shes got barricades and bloody arrows across her heart.
hes been tongue tied ever since he recollects the time spent kicking down her pride.
she fights nights confusing tourquoise with bruises.
he does not belong to the personal song of the rain,
who makes love to the earth,
his lies are sung with whiskey upon breath which are hung from the nooses..
and the melodies of manipulation he sings..
will no longer congregate her movement.
her eyes will not become wet due to his inner sorrow-
she remains reclusive.
he, hides behind...
hes been tongue tied ever since he recollects the time spent kicking down her pride.
she fights nights confusing tourquoise with bruises.
he does not belong to the personal song of the rain,
who makes love to the earth,
his lies are sung with whiskey upon breath which are hung from the nooses..
and the melodies of manipulation he sings..
will no longer congregate her movement.
her eyes will not become wet due to his inner sorrow-
she remains reclusive.
he, hides behind...
903 reads
2 Comments
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