Submissions by rainyday03
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I lived. I died. I wrote. I'm alive.
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Oct 2016 5:57pm
15th Oct 2016 5:57pm
Imaginary Touch
It was the dead of night when she
Felt his warm hand upon her knee.
His touch was hot. Her skin was cold.
His hand went up, a move so bold.
She bit her lip, no words to say,
That hand, it moved up all the way.
She closed her eyes, so she could see
Those parting lips which sets her free.
That hand, the lips, the strokes, the touch,
Unleashed her inner beasts and such.
There was a plunge, there was a gasp,
Yet none to hug, no one to grasp.
No arm embraced her arching back,
No eyes to watch her solo act.
Undressed, she panted in her bed,...
Felt his warm hand upon her knee.
His touch was hot. Her skin was cold.
His hand went up, a move so bold.
She bit her lip, no words to say,
That hand, it moved up all the way.
She closed her eyes, so she could see
Those parting lips which sets her free.
That hand, the lips, the strokes, the touch,
Unleashed her inner beasts and such.
There was a plunge, there was a gasp,
Yet none to hug, no one to grasp.
No arm embraced her arching back,
No eyes to watch her solo act.
Undressed, she panted in her bed,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2016 12:19pm
15th Oct 2016 12:19pm
Shut Out
Please show me your heart
and show me your mind.
Let me take a look inside.
I want to see, I want to feel
what once was there,
What once seemed real.
Don't shut me out,
Do let me know
the things you feel
But do not show.
The love, the hate,
The grief, the joy...
The things you built
The things destroyed.
Just open up yourself to me...
Just give me leave to look, to see...
and show me your mind.
Let me take a look inside.
I want to see, I want to feel
what once was there,
What once seemed real.
Don't shut me out,
Do let me know
the things you feel
But do not show.
The love, the hate,
The grief, the joy...
The things you built
The things destroyed.
Just open up yourself to me...
Just give me leave to look, to see...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Dec 2014 1:54pm
26th Dec 2014 1:54pm
baffled writer
Don't ask me what I'm thinking,
Don't ask me how I feel.
I feel it and I write it down,
My words my heart reveals.
Don't ask me to explain it,
Can't understand it well
And all I know is that I feel
What mind tries to repel.
Don't try to analyze it.
It's baffling and unclear.
I try to understand it,
Mind seems to disappear.
And when I cannot say it,
When somehow it feels wrong,
That's when I just take up my pen
And write it in a song.
Don't ask me how I feel.
I feel it and I write it down,
My words my heart reveals.
Don't ask me to explain it,
Can't understand it well
And all I know is that I feel
What mind tries to repel.
Don't try to analyze it.
It's baffling and unclear.
I try to understand it,
Mind seems to disappear.
And when I cannot say it,
When somehow it feels wrong,
That's when I just take up my pen
And write it in a song.
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Dec 2014 12:45pm
25th Dec 2014 12:45pm
Willing Captive
Caged in a cell
that has no bars
My weakness, it
constrains me.
Held by these chains
That have no parts,
I break not though
I am free...
These shackles bind
My hands yet I
am holding on
To the key.
Imprisoned, jailed,
Restricted, bound,
I stay, ev'n though
I should flee.
that has no bars
My weakness, it
constrains me.
Held by these chains
That have no parts,
I break not though
I am free...
These shackles bind
My hands yet I
am holding on
To the key.
Imprisoned, jailed,
Restricted, bound,
I stay, ev'n though
I should flee.
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Dec 2014 11:26am
25th Dec 2014 11:26am
Dying Innocence
I look at myself in the mirror,
They say I haven't aged at all.
Yet I know in my heart,
I had aged from the start
of those things that had made me fall.
Depressed in the rain that had soaked me,
Brought wrinkles and years to my skin...
The darkness and pain
in this awful grey rain,
Sucked ten years of youth from within.
Great passion for things of this earth
Add decades of years from our birth.
It's like pining for sun
When the nights just begun
Or it's death for things that have no worth.
They say I haven't aged at all.
Yet I know in my heart,
I had aged from the start
of those things that had made me fall.
Depressed in the rain that had soaked me,
Brought wrinkles and years to my skin...
The darkness and pain
in this awful grey rain,
Sucked ten years of youth from within.
Great passion for things of this earth
Add decades of years from our birth.
It's like pining for sun
When the nights just begun
Or it's death for things that have no worth.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2014 6:18pm
22nd Dec 2014 6:18pm
A Dirge
Dear Lord, I come before You,
Indebted in Your grace.
I cannot see myself as good
Can't look up to your face.
My heart o'reflows with blackness
My mind it, it plots vain things.
My hands and feet move me to sin
And so much pain it brings.
I long to stop, but weakness
Prevents me, I can't go.
I loathe my heart but I can't stop
the darts come blow by blow.
O Lord, on me have mercy.
I long to do thy will.
I long to love, obey your law,
And bid my heart, be still.
Ten thousand times, I fail you.
Ten thousand...
Indebted in Your grace.
I cannot see myself as good
Can't look up to your face.
My heart o'reflows with blackness
My mind it, it plots vain things.
My hands and feet move me to sin
And so much pain it brings.
I long to stop, but weakness
Prevents me, I can't go.
I loathe my heart but I can't stop
the darts come blow by blow.
O Lord, on me have mercy.
I long to do thy will.
I long to love, obey your law,
And bid my heart, be still.
Ten thousand times, I fail you.
Ten thousand...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2014 5:36pm
22nd Dec 2014 5:36pm
8 cups of coffee and a gallon of tears
My heart hurts.
Literally. figuratively.
To be misunderstood.
Painful.
The cure?
8 cups of coffee.
A gallon of tears.
Is that...
The flicker of a smile?
The sound of a sigh?
No...
No broken heart
Can be healed so easily
by coffee and tears.
Maybe a hug.
And chocolate will do.
Literally. figuratively.
To be misunderstood.
Painful.
The cure?
8 cups of coffee.
A gallon of tears.
Is that...
The flicker of a smile?
The sound of a sigh?
No...
No broken heart
Can be healed so easily
by coffee and tears.
Maybe a hug.
And chocolate will do.
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2012 5:59pm
16th Nov 2012 5:59pm
Useless
What use have I of rainbows?
If they’re all in black and white,
Of moons and stars and sunsets,
If they shine as black as night?
What use are crowns and dresses
If no ball I can attend?
Of happy ever afters
If beginnings have no end.
What use have I of passion?
If it lies hidden in my breast?
A love, I strive just to conceal,
Yet bursting in my chest.
If they’re all in black and white,
Of moons and stars and sunsets,
If they shine as black as night?
What use are crowns and dresses
If no ball I can attend?
Of happy ever afters
If beginnings have no end.
What use have I of passion?
If it lies hidden in my breast?
A love, I strive just to conceal,
Yet bursting in my chest.
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2012 5:57pm
16th Nov 2012 5:57pm
Foolish
My heart ‘tis frozen ‘neath a wave
Of tears, it’s silent in its grave.
An icy tomb where dead dreams lie
And ghosts of passions weeping , fly.
How fragile was my heart! And yet,
T’was got by him whom I’ve just met.
I knew right then we could not be,
But then, he gave his heart to me!
I held it in my hands in awe,
Blindfolded, dumb, beheld no flaw.
In turn, I gave him what was mine--
My virgin heart, untouched through time.
And like a fool, I offered trust,
Aware not, what I held was lust.
T’was not his precious heart at all!
But...
Of tears, it’s silent in its grave.
An icy tomb where dead dreams lie
And ghosts of passions weeping , fly.
How fragile was my heart! And yet,
T’was got by him whom I’ve just met.
I knew right then we could not be,
But then, he gave his heart to me!
I held it in my hands in awe,
Blindfolded, dumb, beheld no flaw.
In turn, I gave him what was mine--
My virgin heart, untouched through time.
And like a fool, I offered trust,
Aware not, what I held was lust.
T’was not his precious heart at all!
But...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Oct 2012 1:49am
31st Oct 2012 1:49am
Once More
Tis dark and she’s alone once more,
The lights are out, she’s closed the door
Desires she struggles to suppress,
The lust it moves her to undress.
With eyes shut tight, she dare not look
Entire being, trembled, shook.
She fought the urge, her hands were clenched.
This thirst cannot be quickly quenched.
Up north, ‘twas dry, yet south was not
She felt so weak, so sick, so hot.
That burning passion in her breast,
That tingling want inside her chest.
It was this time she would regret,
The lustful stranger she had met
His words...
The lights are out, she’s closed the door
Desires she struggles to suppress,
The lust it moves her to undress.
With eyes shut tight, she dare not look
Entire being, trembled, shook.
She fought the urge, her hands were clenched.
This thirst cannot be quickly quenched.
Up north, ‘twas dry, yet south was not
She felt so weak, so sick, so hot.
That burning passion in her breast,
That tingling want inside her chest.
It was this time she would regret,
The lustful stranger she had met
His words...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Oct 2012 1:46pm
30th Oct 2012 1:46pm
My Love in Her Arms
She lay in her bed
with tears in her eye,
saying "he doesn't
love me anymore."
I shake my head
I don't understand why.
Why he ceased to adore.
"But, lady," I said,
Don't let it die..
Don't give up, 'cause he is yours.
When you love with your heart,
Don't say good bye,
Even though you feel he ignores.
He loves you so much!
Don't believe all the lies
That whisper those doubts
In your heart.
To prove it is such,
He still holds you at night
And kisses your head
In the dark.
Don't...
with tears in her eye,
saying "he doesn't
love me anymore."
I shake my head
I don't understand why.
Why he ceased to adore.
"But, lady," I said,
Don't let it die..
Don't give up, 'cause he is yours.
When you love with your heart,
Don't say good bye,
Even though you feel he ignores.
He loves you so much!
Don't believe all the lies
That whisper those doubts
In your heart.
To prove it is such,
He still holds you at night
And kisses your head
In the dark.
Don't...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Oct 2012 1:40pm
30th Oct 2012 1:40pm
Forbidden
My heart it holds a secret,
Some words I cannot tell
Not to my family and friends,
And all who know me well.
My lips, they want to utter,
Some words you'll never hear.
Suppress, I must; can never say
To blurt them out, I fear.
My mind, it has desires,
Things that I must conceal.
I know that I must die if I
Made errors to reveal.
My hands, they want to hold it!
My feet, they long to go...
To places where I cannot run
To worlds I'll never know.
Had I the right to say it!
If freedom were all...
Some words I cannot tell
Not to my family and friends,
And all who know me well.
My lips, they want to utter,
Some words you'll never hear.
Suppress, I must; can never say
To blurt them out, I fear.
My mind, it has desires,
Things that I must conceal.
I know that I must die if I
Made errors to reveal.
My hands, they want to hold it!
My feet, they long to go...
To places where I cannot run
To worlds I'll never know.
Had I the right to say it!
If freedom were all...
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