Submissions by mithun (thevoidwithin)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry comes from an empty space in me.
Perverts and Poets
Only perverts and poets
See women as walking objects
Me being both see them as pieces
Of beauty and perfection walking
I only need a piece to fall in love with
A pair of dark eyes or her painted toe nails
Is all I need to obsess salivate and write
Her flat tummy and arching back
Can take away my appetite for a week
The smooth skin of her upper arm
Can fill all the dents in my imagination
Her smile showing that cute crooked teeth
Can Hold me captive in the middle of the road
To make These pieces of beauty with ...
See women as walking objects
Me being both see them as pieces
Of beauty and perfection walking
I only need a piece to fall in love with
A pair of dark eyes or her painted toe nails
Is all I need to obsess salivate and write
Her flat tummy and arching back
Can take away my appetite for a week
The smooth skin of her upper arm
Can fill all the dents in my imagination
Her smile showing that cute crooked teeth
Can Hold me captive in the middle of the road
To make These pieces of beauty with ...
478 reads
1 Comment
Mr. Bukowski
I read Mr. Bukowski
And I go
Wtf am I doing?
Is this even poetry?
Or am I bullshitting myself?
With lines one below the other
And I go
Wtf am I doing?
Is this even poetry?
Or am I bullshitting myself?
With lines one below the other
441 reads
1 Comment
The bonfire
We should make a bonfire
And throw everything we ever had
Into the mighty bonfire
Our precious moments
The promises we made
Memories of our secret places
The scents the words and the touches
throw them all into the mighty bonfire
Our clothes, we’ll throw them in the fire now
Our shame our respect and our guilt
we’ll feed it to the growing fire
Come dear, let’s make love on the sands
with nothing in between us
No respect no guilt no morals
Just two bodies mating and moaning
And throw everything we ever had
Into the mighty bonfire
Our precious moments
The promises we made
Memories of our secret places
The scents the words and the touches
throw them all into the mighty bonfire
Our clothes, we’ll throw them in the fire now
Our shame our respect and our guilt
we’ll feed it to the growing fire
Come dear, let’s make love on the sands
with nothing in between us
No respect no guilt no morals
Just two bodies mating and moaning
459 reads
0 Comments
The image in my head
There’s this image in my head
Of you sitting on my hard dick
and riding it like a cowgirl
Not caring a hoot about me
Just wanting to ride all the way
I try to shake this image off
But I don’t
Instead I keep it safe
In a dark dusty corner of my mind
To replay it when I am dying
So nobody will ever know
what I was grinning about
Of you sitting on my hard dick
and riding it like a cowgirl
Not caring a hoot about me
Just wanting to ride all the way
I try to shake this image off
But I don’t
Instead I keep it safe
In a dark dusty corner of my mind
To replay it when I am dying
So nobody will ever know
what I was grinning about
807 reads
1 Comment
The Field
There are these fields of energy I see
Between loved ones walking in the park
I know this magic substance around people
Is what life and the beyond are made off
Around the lovers looking in each other’s eyes
I see a field of deep purple pink
About the mother and son walking hand in hand
I see a bright yellow and orange glow
Among the friends smiling and laughing
I see a field of light lush green
Between the dad and daughter walking
I see A field of pale comforting yellow
I pray this magic substance stretches
To engulf...
Between loved ones walking in the park
I know this magic substance around people
Is what life and the beyond are made off
Around the lovers looking in each other’s eyes
I see a field of deep purple pink
About the mother and son walking hand in hand
I see a bright yellow and orange glow
Among the friends smiling and laughing
I see a field of light lush green
Between the dad and daughter walking
I see A field of pale comforting yellow
I pray this magic substance stretches
To engulf...
449 reads
0 Comments
All things fleeting
A Rainbow on the clouds
A wildflower in my backyard
My love for someone who
can never ever be mine
All things fleeting and eluding
Is what keeps my heart beating
A wildflower in my backyard
My love for someone who
can never ever be mine
All things fleeting and eluding
Is what keeps my heart beating
518 reads
0 Comments
Poet's Muse
My muse, she's gone
Leaving me in a dry place
Words they still come to me
But so empty and sharp
They hurt like barbed wire
being pulled out of my mouth
I pray she comes back
And my words flow again
like a forest spring
Leaving me in a dry place
Words they still come to me
But so empty and sharp
They hurt like barbed wire
being pulled out of my mouth
I pray she comes back
And my words flow again
like a forest spring
412 reads
2 Comments
The Twisted Ones
I like the broken ones
With Shattered insides
And exposed hearts
I like them weak
With shaky legs
For I am one of them
Twisted like the roots
In a rain forest
With Shattered insides
And exposed hearts
I like them weak
With shaky legs
For I am one of them
Twisted like the roots
In a rain forest
479 reads
0 Comments
I am You
Me, I am spineless
No self or esteem
No character whatsoever
I crawl I slither
Like a worm in filth
I am a naked nobody
I am the dust under your feet
The very earth
The scents and the sounds of it
The nectar of the flowers and
the bee that sucks on it
The stars and the dust in between
The breath that keeps you alive
And the fire that engulfs, is all me
I am the good and bad of all
I am life and light, I am you
~ mithun
No self or esteem
No character whatsoever
I crawl I slither
Like a worm in filth
I am a naked nobody
I am the dust under your feet
The very earth
The scents and the sounds of it
The nectar of the flowers and
the bee that sucks on it
The stars and the dust in between
The breath that keeps you alive
And the fire that engulfs, is all me
I am the good and bad of all
I am life and light, I am you
~ mithun
458 reads
2 Comments
Pain
There’s pain in being half alive
In breathing
In seeing another sunrise
In carrying on
This pain is deep
Than the aches of birth and death
I wish you can feel this
But you are too far
Engrossed in what’s near
Oh dear! you should feel this
It’s more real than our petty lives
It liberates
From all that’s part alive
Be with this pain
You will be born again, alive
In breathing
In seeing another sunrise
In carrying on
This pain is deep
Than the aches of birth and death
I wish you can feel this
But you are too far
Engrossed in what’s near
Oh dear! you should feel this
It’s more real than our petty lives
It liberates
From all that’s part alive
Be with this pain
You will be born again, alive
546 reads
6 Comments
The End
When life ebbs
And the body numbs
When senses fail
And the world ceases
When the act closes
And the curtain falls
I will look for You!
And the body numbs
When senses fail
And the world ceases
When the act closes
And the curtain falls
I will look for You!
524 reads
1 Comment
A Night of Pleasure
Baby it’s past midnight
I can feel the desire radiate
You are all mine tonight
To fondle to flick to fuck
To touch every crevice untouched
As the night unfolds
Juices of love will dribble down your things
I will drink them like the sweet nectar
You will squirm in pain and pleasure indescribable
Our scents entwined will dance in the air
The sweet venomous intoxication
Will unite us in sweet death
Resting on each other the night shall pass
I can feel the desire radiate
You are all mine tonight
To fondle to flick to fuck
To touch every crevice untouched
As the night unfolds
Juices of love will dribble down your things
I will drink them like the sweet nectar
You will squirm in pain and pleasure indescribable
Our scents entwined will dance in the air
The sweet venomous intoxication
Will unite us in sweet death
Resting on each other the night shall pass
765 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by mithun (thevoidwithin)