Submissions by mistyfied (Dezeri)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i still have a lot to learn and iam learning and my love for writing is that it frees me to express myself in away that i can't when speaking.
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Sep 2010 9:28am
20th Sep 2010 9:28am
mind games
steadily i play
you for what
you are worth,
i get inside
your mind
and body
to see how they
both work.
who cares
if you get hurt?
iam who iam
and you already
knew that first.
i find you in a place
of being weak
and i say the
very things
to
you so yourthoughts
don't quite reach.
it's hard to let
go when your
in too deep,
just to bad
that you
really don't know
i'm not for keeps.
you for what
you are worth,
i get inside
your mind
and body
to see how they
both work.
who cares
if you get hurt?
iam who iam
and you already
knew that first.
i find you in a place
of being weak
and i say the
very things
to
you so yourthoughts
don't quite reach.
it's hard to let
go when your
in too deep,
just to bad
that you
really don't know
i'm not for keeps.
1345 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Sep 2010 3:47am
17th Sep 2010 3:47am
thrill seeker
as the rain
comes down
emotions
arise,
passion
that brought two
souls to life.
moisture in
the air,
a scent of our
chemistry
all here,
we just don't care
the screams, the moans,
and the stare's.
the exhibitionist
in me,
addicted to
the fantasy
outside with your body
against me,
turned on by
who's watching me.
the ultimate
high nothing
can stop me.
comes down
emotions
arise,
passion
that brought two
souls to life.
moisture in
the air,
a scent of our
chemistry
all here,
we just don't care
the screams, the moans,
and the stare's.
the exhibitionist
in me,
addicted to
the fantasy
outside with your body
against me,
turned on by
who's watching me.
the ultimate
high nothing
can stop me.
1026 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Sep 2010 8:17am
16th Sep 2010 8:17am
new again!
like being given
a fresh drink of water
after a long thirst,
my life is full of
new beginnings
like a re-birth.
like the innocence
of a child with
open eye's
experiencing the
world
for the
very first time.
my fears are down
and my mind mature
i won't let those
things hurt
me anymore.
onto life's
new scene
an unpredictable course
iam ready
for whatever
ithas in store.
a fresh drink of water
after a long thirst,
my life is full of
new beginnings
like a re-birth.
like the innocence
of a child with
open eye's
experiencing the
world
for the
very first time.
my fears are down
and my mind mature
i won't let those
things hurt
me anymore.
onto life's
new scene
an unpredictable course
iam ready
for whatever
ithas in store.
895 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Sep 2010 4:21am
15th Sep 2010 4:21am
the vixen
i'm a woman with
instinct,
i know how to survive.
i use my good looks
to thrive,
thick hips,
bought hair,
and a wardrobe
to debate.
going for a night
out on the town
no time to waste,
if you ain't got the
money get outta my face.
if your checking for me
in my tight jeans walk'in
make sure you have it
going on before you start
strong call'in.
i fear no competition
in my place,
because for now
iam it, truly
believing my
own shit.
my status for now
is don't stop til ya get,...
instinct,
i know how to survive.
i use my good looks
to thrive,
thick hips,
bought hair,
and a wardrobe
to debate.
going for a night
out on the town
no time to waste,
if you ain't got the
money get outta my face.
if your checking for me
in my tight jeans walk'in
make sure you have it
going on before you start
strong call'in.
i fear no competition
in my place,
because for now
iam it, truly
believing my
own shit.
my status for now
is don't stop til ya get,...
873 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2010 11:20pm
11th Sep 2010 11:20pm
boobs hang low
does your boobs
hang low?
do they drop down to the floor?
do they bump down
to your knees?
can you tie'em
in a bow?
does your boobs
hang low?
hang low?
do they drop down to the floor?
do they bump down
to your knees?
can you tie'em
in a bow?
does your boobs
hang low?
1554 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Sep 2010 4:34am
9th Sep 2010 4:34am
(if i were once more)
if i was the
woman i use to be.
would you stay here
and always be right beside
me?
would it matter my race?
or if i was just another
pretty
face?
somewhere down the line
you gave up the chase.
the hollowness
is there and it's never been
fullfilled,
maybe nothing or
no one ever truly will?
woman i use to be.
would you stay here
and always be right beside
me?
would it matter my race?
or if i was just another
pretty
face?
somewhere down the line
you gave up the chase.
the hollowness
is there and it's never been
fullfilled,
maybe nothing or
no one ever truly will?
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2010 7:58am
6th Sep 2010 7:58am
getting old
it's cold out there
being single
and not a pair.
the older
i get the
more invisable
i've become.
i feel like
a dried up
raisin in the sun,
it's no fun to
see grown men
come and hit
on your baby sister
i'm shunned.
looking back on yesterday
i feel stunned,
my time has really passed
and i still have no one.
being single
and not a pair.
the older
i get the
more invisable
i've become.
i feel like
a dried up
raisin in the sun,
it's no fun to
see grown men
come and hit
on your baby sister
i'm shunned.
looking back on yesterday
i feel stunned,
my time has really passed
and i still have no one.
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0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2010 4:30am
5th Sep 2010 4:30am
death will become you
into this world
we are born
and another way we will
leave.
how,when,where and why?
won't always have
anunderstandable meaning.
the saying goes
live for today
don't think about tomorrow,
there won't be any doubt
that we will all experience
some sorrows.
let's use the given borrowed
to let go
of past pain
because there is no promise,
that we will see another sunny day.
we are born
and another way we will
leave.
how,when,where and why?
won't always have
anunderstandable meaning.
the saying goes
live for today
don't think about tomorrow,
there won't be any doubt
that we will all experience
some sorrows.
let's use the given borrowed
to let go
of past pain
because there is no promise,
that we will see another sunny day.
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2010 7:07am
4th Sep 2010 7:07am
humiliated
you unwrapped my dignity
like a cheap paper bag,
you exposed things to
shame me and purposely
made other people
laugh.
now they look at me
like i'm just sad,
go back to living in your shoe
you ol'hag.
my views of the world
crumbled really fast.
now the innocence
iswashed and a hard
edge has been born.
this is what it feels
like to be a woman scarred
with her own sensibilty
gone.
like a cheap paper bag,
you exposed things to
shame me and purposely
made other people
laugh.
now they look at me
like i'm just sad,
go back to living in your shoe
you ol'hag.
my views of the world
crumbled really fast.
now the innocence
iswashed and a hard
edge has been born.
this is what it feels
like to be a woman scarred
with her own sensibilty
gone.
1391 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2010 11:57pm
2nd Sep 2010 11:57pm
SHOUT!!!!!!
I shout at the world,
so they can hear me.
there is no other way
that they feel my
intensity,
my passion and drive
is all inside me.
but when i shout
all the people
look to see,
what have i got to say?
or if i'm just crazy?
whatever maybe,
when words befall me
i just want them
to listen when i speak.
so they can hear me.
there is no other way
that they feel my
intensity,
my passion and drive
is all inside me.
but when i shout
all the people
look to see,
what have i got to say?
or if i'm just crazy?
whatever maybe,
when words befall me
i just want them
to listen when i speak.
981 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2010 7:46am
2nd Sep 2010 7:46am
what?
makes me wonder,
why iam so deprived.
feeding off of promises,
trying to belive god
but i sigh.
my inner cries
with
groanings
undescribed.
prospects dimlike ablight city
with no hope.
where's the rope?
how do i hang on?
wish i can spare myself
another sad song.
why iam so deprived.
feeding off of promises,
trying to belive god
but i sigh.
my inner cries
with
groanings
undescribed.
prospects dimlike ablight city
with no hope.
where's the rope?
how do i hang on?
wish i can spare myself
another sad song.
776 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2010 00:51am
31st Aug 2010 00:51am
nothing left
there's nothing against you,
could be all me?
maybe it took time
too see
that you were'nt
correct for me.
the conclusion may
have seemed too late,
but now i have no time
to waste.
won't string you along cause i could,
no more hurting your heart
anymore then i should of.
could be all me?
maybe it took time
too see
that you were'nt
correct for me.
the conclusion may
have seemed too late,
but now i have no time
to waste.
won't string you along cause i could,
no more hurting your heart
anymore then i should of.
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