Submissions by red_speck (Shandan Unger)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Informally spewing thoughts through a small keyboard.
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Dec 2014 8:33am
26th Dec 2014 8:33am
Halloween Candy
She had a body like an hourglass
didn't even care if it happened fast
crowded space and thrills of being found
Halloween's torment
Short skirt tinker bell,
screams in the air and glitter on the chair,
she had silk skin, we didn't have a care
love's movement captivating
incapacitated
couldn't help but want it
id been dominated, by a pill
didn't even care if it happened fast
crowded space and thrills of being found
Halloween's torment
Short skirt tinker bell,
screams in the air and glitter on the chair,
she had silk skin, we didn't have a care
love's movement captivating
incapacitated
couldn't help but want it
id been dominated, by a pill
826 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Dec 2014 8:13am
26th Dec 2014 8:13am
Siren's Charm
You've taken my life with sweet crimes
filled my head with siren chimes
you've got your name on my arm like a beautiful charm
just couldn't seem to get away
but the thing is
neither could he
filled my head with siren chimes
you've got your name on my arm like a beautiful charm
just couldn't seem to get away
but the thing is
neither could he
641 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 3:48pm
23rd Dec 2014 3:48pm
A take on Of Mice and Men (desolation's hand)
Why does a man travel?
Oh desolation!
Why does a man travel?
For he has endured like a cold dog or a homeless mouse
But of all things, he had never meant for his endured hand to command the dress, the soft. Silky. Dress.
Oh desolation... why does a man travel surely not for the sake of a dress, but to converge his endured hand with something known all too well
No, not for the sake of a histrionic dress
But for the ambience
Oh desolation...curse this endured hand
I hate it like a bitter rival
It cannot help but decieve me
I swear I didn't mean it...
Oh desolation!
Why does a man travel?
For he has endured like a cold dog or a homeless mouse
But of all things, he had never meant for his endured hand to command the dress, the soft. Silky. Dress.
Oh desolation... why does a man travel surely not for the sake of a dress, but to converge his endured hand with something known all too well
No, not for the sake of a histrionic dress
But for the ambience
Oh desolation...curse this endured hand
I hate it like a bitter rival
It cannot help but decieve me
I swear I didn't mean it...
727 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2014 3:11pm
23rd Dec 2014 3:11pm
beautiful hands
The moment I danced with you
An exchanging of hello and hi
a chance to look into your eyes
Everlasting seconds of hand in hand
From there I knew
I had to be a man
Possibility rains free
Leaving me anxious
With someone so sweet as tea
Flowing beauty, striking me dead
Leaving me craving a taste of something
I couldn't help it you were in my head
An exchanging of hello and hi
a chance to look into your eyes
Everlasting seconds of hand in hand
From there I knew
I had to be a man
Possibility rains free
Leaving me anxious
With someone so sweet as tea
Flowing beauty, striking me dead
Leaving me craving a taste of something
I couldn't help it you were in my head
748 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2014 4:48am
21st Dec 2014 4:48am
One and the Other
Feeling the sadness of two
Divided and confused
One for my father
Living in a city where no one gets any pity
Fighting for the right of the free living
The other for my mother
Shamed by the ones of my lover
For feeling the stress of others
Victims of societies views
Hurting because they can't get the clues.
This is the story of two
Divided and confused
Divided and confused
One for my father
Living in a city where no one gets any pity
Fighting for the right of the free living
The other for my mother
Shamed by the ones of my lover
For feeling the stress of others
Victims of societies views
Hurting because they can't get the clues.
This is the story of two
Divided and confused
583 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Dec 2014 6:31am
19th Dec 2014 6:31am
Feeling years ago
I can't help but wonder and wish for a redo
Say that that was the worst day of my life
I left with you under the moon
Hoping soon that you'd feel it too
You kissed me with my ciggerette breath
And I told you I lived life with no regrets
Every exhale was a drag of evasion
My soul wanted you but my heart thought it wanted her
She had me under the knife
I wish you'd seen it
It's been years
I wanna let you know
I still haven't let go
Say that that was the worst day of my life
I left with you under the moon
Hoping soon that you'd feel it too
You kissed me with my ciggerette breath
And I told you I lived life with no regrets
Every exhale was a drag of evasion
My soul wanted you but my heart thought it wanted her
She had me under the knife
I wish you'd seen it
It's been years
I wanna let you know
I still haven't let go
594 reads
4 Comments
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