Submissions by samael (Zaroff poetry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"God makes some men poets. Some He makes kings, some beggars.”
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Nov 2017 5:44pm
9th Nov 2017 5:44pm
Practical pallbearer
Clocked out
free for the next 30 minutes
i lean back in my chair
slouch
tilt my head to the right
resting on my hand
i close my eyes and drift
the light
fades
into
focus
pine trees covered
with the whitest snow
dusting every branch
of every tree
for a hundred miles
on partial green mountain tops
with slopes to slide down
treacherous walks
ready to be taken
i hope nature takes back this world
i hope our cities
fall to ruin
and vines grow through ...
free for the next 30 minutes
i lean back in my chair
slouch
tilt my head to the right
resting on my hand
i close my eyes and drift
the light
fades
into
focus
pine trees covered
with the whitest snow
dusting every branch
of every tree
for a hundred miles
on partial green mountain tops
with slopes to slide down
treacherous walks
ready to be taken
i hope nature takes back this world
i hope our cities
fall to ruin
and vines grow through ...
#LifeAsAWriter
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Nov 2017 2:07pm
9th Nov 2017 2:07pm
String me along like an arrow
1.
I called it a long shot
sling shot
turtle on the roof
they all called me a liar
but
the fact stands
that i have no proof
2.
i thought i could save you
from your monsters
so
i couldn't
save you from me
conjuring
with my coven of
warlocks words
3.
these sites and
sounds
shape my
breaking heart
i cannot bring myself
to tell her
tilt
my
world
on a summer sound
4.
these
cold
wet
leaves
breed...
I called it a long shot
sling shot
turtle on the roof
they all called me a liar
but
the fact stands
that i have no proof
2.
i thought i could save you
from your monsters
so
i couldn't
save you from me
conjuring
with my coven of
warlocks words
3.
these sites and
sounds
shape my
breaking heart
i cannot bring myself
to tell her
tilt
my
world
on a summer sound
4.
these
cold
wet
leaves
breed...
#StreamOfConsciousness
589 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Nov 2017 8:59pm
8th Nov 2017 8:59pm
Welcome to the underground
Welcome to the underground
the DU mistress watches over this place
no rhyme or reason because it's up in your face
crawl through the sewer
and slip through the grates
don't forget to bring your words
because it just might seal your fate
theres usually only 30 members on at a time
it's nice and cozy
pull up a chair or lay down a line
Taryn is friendly
but not afraid to critique
crimsin brought the candy
and
now you have no will to speak
AtoMikbomb is steady droppin images inside of you
smackdownraven...
the DU mistress watches over this place
no rhyme or reason because it's up in your face
crawl through the sewer
and slip through the grates
don't forget to bring your words
because it just might seal your fate
theres usually only 30 members on at a time
it's nice and cozy
pull up a chair or lay down a line
Taryn is friendly
but not afraid to critique
crimsin brought the candy
and
now you have no will to speak
AtoMikbomb is steady droppin images inside of you
smackdownraven...
#LifeAsAWriter
751 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Nov 2017 3:27pm
8th Nov 2017 3:27pm
Breathe and be my breath
Sing with me Auld Lang Syne
warm my heart as loud as you can
toast so hard we spill our drinks
raise your glass high as the ceiling
let us not boast
but be humble and proud
own this crazy year
warm our hands on the fire
ripping flames from the air
in the tavern or my mind
as we walk home in the frost covered cityscape
bundled up in thick coats and warm scarves
i'll kiss you
your nose so cold
your cheeks rosy red
take my hand and walk with me
though these streets shall take us anywhere
i'll always be with...
warm my heart as loud as you can
toast so hard we spill our drinks
raise your glass high as the ceiling
let us not boast
but be humble and proud
own this crazy year
warm our hands on the fire
ripping flames from the air
in the tavern or my mind
as we walk home in the frost covered cityscape
bundled up in thick coats and warm scarves
i'll kiss you
your nose so cold
your cheeks rosy red
take my hand and walk with me
though these streets shall take us anywhere
i'll always be with...
#love
547 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Nov 2017 1:51pm
7th Nov 2017 1:51pm
Q is for Queen quietly waiting
I don't remember what i was dreaming about
when i started to wake and come to
it was pitch black
your hand was running back and fourth
on the top of my black and grey trim boxers
the only thing i was wearing
slowly
working your way down over my bulge
you could feel i was getting more and more aroused
i started to get hard
erect
you felt it and started rubbing more
faster
harder
realized i was waking up
started to pull down my boxers
i reached down my right hand to help
you...
when i started to wake and come to
it was pitch black
your hand was running back and fourth
on the top of my black and grey trim boxers
the only thing i was wearing
slowly
working your way down over my bulge
you could feel i was getting more and more aroused
i started to get hard
erect
you felt it and started rubbing more
faster
harder
realized i was waking up
started to pull down my boxers
i reached down my right hand to help
you...
#lust
#erotic
#dreams
#lover
#sensual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Nov 2017 12:55pm
6th Nov 2017 12:55pm
Smoke screen Guillotine
There is no safety when you poop
you are defenseless from the KublaI Kahn
your x-ray spex are tight
but you've gone and left the fish tank on
my jet pack is still broken
super hero has no way to save
if i eat the mushrooms
i will tightrope to an early grave
pick me up a porno mag
and fuck me like i'm Frankenstein
i'll eat your skin and steal your hat
i'll peel you like a clementine
your turtles have transformed
now they carry nunchuck stick gernades
the little cute one Elvis
like a carney
sleeps on...
you are defenseless from the KublaI Kahn
your x-ray spex are tight
but you've gone and left the fish tank on
my jet pack is still broken
super hero has no way to save
if i eat the mushrooms
i will tightrope to an early grave
pick me up a porno mag
and fuck me like i'm Frankenstein
i'll eat your skin and steal your hat
i'll peel you like a clementine
your turtles have transformed
now they carry nunchuck stick gernades
the little cute one Elvis
like a carney
sleeps on...
#LifeCycle
503 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2017 7:02pm
5th Nov 2017 7:02pm
La luz de luna
We are strangers playing lovers
in a dream house built for 2
scooch on over barbie
or i'll tear apart your plastic glue
ping
ping
ping
hail hits the roof
now you can't get to sleep
the bugs are crawling through the holes
the landlord man is very cheap
slide those shoes
off
dance barefoot on the wooden floor
don't mind the full moons fingernails
this horror movies filled with gore
gracious is the host
we'll throw a party in the house
i'd hope that you would be the cat ...
in a dream house built for 2
scooch on over barbie
or i'll tear apart your plastic glue
ping
ping
ping
hail hits the roof
now you can't get to sleep
the bugs are crawling through the holes
the landlord man is very cheap
slide those shoes
off
dance barefoot on the wooden floor
don't mind the full moons fingernails
this horror movies filled with gore
gracious is the host
we'll throw a party in the house
i'd hope that you would be the cat ...
#LifeAsAWriter
581 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2017 2:30pm
5th Nov 2017 2:30pm
I'll bite your lip to bring the blood
Whisper to me anything
place your hand upon my chest
brush your love across my face
a vision in the fog that stands outside
whisper to me anything
your name is sweeter than the rain
the way you hold that camera pose
i’d be your jacket just to keep you warm
whisper to me anything
i imagine how you read my words
your voice it puts the gods to shame
i find religion when i speak with you
what your wearing when you smile
do you loathe the thought of me
who do you...
place your hand upon my chest
brush your love across my face
a vision in the fog that stands outside
whisper to me anything
your name is sweeter than the rain
the way you hold that camera pose
i’d be your jacket just to keep you warm
whisper to me anything
i imagine how you read my words
your voice it puts the gods to shame
i find religion when i speak with you
what your wearing when you smile
do you loathe the thought of me
who do you...
#grief
#alcohol
#memories
#addiction
#UnrequitedLove
638 reads
4 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
4th Nov 2017 6:50pm
4th Nov 2017 6:50pm
Sway or stay
You use to stay up late with me
now you don’t have the time
you use to be my criminal
but this punishment don’t fit the crime
i can’t hear you anymore
your words have fallen silent
hit the lights before you hit the door
jump up on the table
let them all know who you love
if my name falls from your lips
it’s you who i was thinking of
it’s you, it’s you
it’s you who i was thinking of
You use to stay up late with me
now you don’t have the time
you use to be my criminal
but this punishment...
now you don’t have the time
you use to be my criminal
but this punishment don’t fit the crime
i can’t hear you anymore
your words have fallen silent
hit the lights before you hit the door
jump up on the table
let them all know who you love
if my name falls from your lips
it’s you who i was thinking of
it’s you, it’s you
it’s you who i was thinking of
You use to stay up late with me
now you don’t have the time
you use to be my criminal
but this punishment...
#PopCulture
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2017 6:32pm
4th Nov 2017 6:32pm
Genetically engineered caffeine
I just want you to know who i am
blue memo book
with words scribbled on the drive home
in between red lights
and people not paying attention to the road
dangerous definitions
cross out the bingo board with lines slashed
up and to the right
tunnel at the end of light
my latest yellow sun is sinking
desert sands call my name from the desperate dunes
poncho primavera
pinch me cause i must be dreaming of daisies
drank me like a leftover beer stuffed with tissue in the top
just like grandma use to do
tilted in an office...
blue memo book
with words scribbled on the drive home
in between red lights
and people not paying attention to the road
dangerous definitions
cross out the bingo board with lines slashed
up and to the right
tunnel at the end of light
my latest yellow sun is sinking
desert sands call my name from the desperate dunes
poncho primavera
pinch me cause i must be dreaming of daisies
drank me like a leftover beer stuffed with tissue in the top
just like grandma use to do
tilted in an office...
#politics
538 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
31st Oct 2017 2:28pm
31st Oct 2017 2:28pm
Carve it in my skin
Girl it tastes like sin
i’ll sink my teeth into you
you drip your blood on me
so close your eyes
surrender
just like the zombies play
i’ll lay you in the crypts
puncture
i feed off you
if the house is quiet
hear the floor boards squeak
pass the alcohol
slip into everything you
spread
those apples for bobbing
slip those seeds right in
we know your hills have eyes
take that knife
and chase me down the street
be my nightmares
and make them you
let the hair...
i’ll sink my teeth into you
you drip your blood on me
so close your eyes
surrender
just like the zombies play
i’ll lay you in the crypts
puncture
i feed off you
if the house is quiet
hear the floor boards squeak
pass the alcohol
slip into everything you
spread
those apples for bobbing
slip those seeds right in
we know your hills have eyes
take that knife
and chase me down the street
be my nightmares
and make them you
let the hair...
#corruption
#politics
#cars
#travel
#CarolAnnDuffy
725 reads
6 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
30th Oct 2017 5:23pm
30th Oct 2017 5:23pm
Flying on autopilot
These exit wounds
are not big enough
to reflect what i feel
burn the cash
make me trash
break that goddamned steering wheel
feed the demon
show no control
fight me if you feel alive
don’t be fussy
i’m your junkie
i’ll count you down from 25
slap me
make my skin blush red
crush my medication dead
feel the words course through your veins
slam
the door
scrub out the stains
can you not fly to Mexico
California
daydream
gold
meet the one
who haunts your dreams
this...
are not big enough
to reflect what i feel
burn the cash
make me trash
break that goddamned steering wheel
feed the demon
show no control
fight me if you feel alive
don’t be fussy
i’m your junkie
i’ll count you down from 25
slap me
make my skin blush red
crush my medication dead
feel the words course through your veins
slam
the door
scrub out the stains
can you not fly to Mexico
California
daydream
gold
meet the one
who haunts your dreams
this...
#PopCulture
571 reads
2 Comments
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