Submissions by samael (Zaroff poetry)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"God makes some men poets. Some He makes kings, some beggars.”
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2017 3:49pm
31st Aug 2017 3:49pm
I've fallen in Love with every thought of you
You're scent is gone now
gravity kicks me to the floor
far far away from the knocker on my broken burgundy door
you're punk rock image
strings unplayed
black leather jacket and fishnets foraging
you're jagged style stapled to the wall
posters of the preachers with lyrics to preach
swinging switchblades in the mirror
drunk on white pills from blister packs in the mind
image junkie savior shaking
savor the time we had
make me a disciple in the temple that is you
you're eyes blue as the clearest skies
clouds...
gravity kicks me to the floor
far far away from the knocker on my broken burgundy door
you're punk rock image
strings unplayed
black leather jacket and fishnets foraging
you're jagged style stapled to the wall
posters of the preachers with lyrics to preach
swinging switchblades in the mirror
drunk on white pills from blister packs in the mind
image junkie savior shaking
savor the time we had
make me a disciple in the temple that is you
you're eyes blue as the clearest skies
clouds...
#PopCulture
667 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Aug 2017 2:20pm
20th Aug 2017 2:20pm
Scribble my name
I'm lonely for your thoughts and what we could have been
your eyes they haunt me
your eyes they haunt me
i can't catch my breath
i can't catch your trail
dragging these feelings
i walk through hell
so build me a faulty parachute
and throw me from your plane
drown me in your big blue eyes
bury me under grey skies
my judgement's clouded
my thoughts aren't stright
but i need you
if it's not too late
print me up a pretty flower
tore through skin...
your eyes they haunt me
your eyes they haunt me
i can't catch my breath
i can't catch your trail
dragging these feelings
i walk through hell
so build me a faulty parachute
and throw me from your plane
drown me in your big blue eyes
bury me under grey skies
my judgement's clouded
my thoughts aren't stright
but i need you
if it's not too late
print me up a pretty flower
tore through skin...
#PopCulture
618 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2017 3:41pm
15th Aug 2017 3:41pm
Cardigan adoration
wear me like your favorite cardigan sweater
so warm and inviting
stretched in all the right places
loving embrace
familiar; so tight yet fitting
worn and broken in
let me keep you dry
i can catch your tears when your heart breaks
even the sleeve with a single thread starting to unravel
you still love me
straight from the dryer
buttons burning flesh
take me i’m yours
i will nurture your breath as you inhale
sleep in me and i will help you navigate your dreams
i will give you the fabric and everything that is me ...
so warm and inviting
stretched in all the right places
loving embrace
familiar; so tight yet fitting
worn and broken in
let me keep you dry
i can catch your tears when your heart breaks
even the sleeve with a single thread starting to unravel
you still love me
straight from the dryer
buttons burning flesh
take me i’m yours
i will nurture your breath as you inhale
sleep in me and i will help you navigate your dreams
i will give you the fabric and everything that is me ...
#love
#memories
#admiration
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
596 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Aug 2017 3:38pm
15th Aug 2017 3:38pm
Creeps in my sickness
You are the sickness that creeps in my mind
delicacy
hanging from my shoelaces
aglet
wicked on the tarnished road
pressing of a nature
scream me a fertile song
from your burning birch tree
count me a colorful crime
i couldn’t count on you
banging on the bird cage walls
without your water a shade of absolute blue
your perfume smells like postage mail
pay me a parcel with red and black stripes
sinking eyelids roughed up in the alley
sleep on the floor
trash house tease
scalping halos off
chain me a bicycle...
delicacy
hanging from my shoelaces
aglet
wicked on the tarnished road
pressing of a nature
scream me a fertile song
from your burning birch tree
count me a colorful crime
i couldn’t count on you
banging on the bird cage walls
without your water a shade of absolute blue
your perfume smells like postage mail
pay me a parcel with red and black stripes
sinking eyelids roughed up in the alley
sleep on the floor
trash house tease
scalping halos off
chain me a bicycle...
#love
#wife
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
524 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Aug 2017 7:54pm
14th Aug 2017 7:54pm
Stone pillars shooting lights watch over my city
Stone pillars shooting lights watch over my city
now as shooting stars pass by in the blink of an eye,
casting endless dreams and visions of grandeur.
south gay street carries me back to my childhood
to friends now gone and thoughts revisited.
the sandpit in the alley is all covered up with concrete,
the tree house built has rotted away.
a sewer we made into a living room,
the fistfight with bricks about games meant we could not stay.
the dead end alley that transformed into a jungle jail,
Irene street fire took my uncles house that day. ...
now as shooting stars pass by in the blink of an eye,
casting endless dreams and visions of grandeur.
south gay street carries me back to my childhood
to friends now gone and thoughts revisited.
the sandpit in the alley is all covered up with concrete,
the tree house built has rotted away.
a sewer we made into a living room,
the fistfight with bricks about games meant we could not stay.
the dead end alley that transformed into a jungle jail,
Irene street fire took my uncles house that day. ...
#childhood
#home
489 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Aug 2017 7:34pm
14th Aug 2017 7:34pm
Scuff
Black boots scuffed up with a 2 inch heel
kick me down to china town
black stockings climbing legs
my mouth waters broken faucets
don't drink the weather there
green vines popping the wooden siding loose
a goodwill dress frayed at the edges
pink, purple, and blue flowers
blooming all over your slender figure
petticoat peeking blue
black clasp belt with a metal twist lock
purple members only jacket
worn
faded
collar jetting out
jaguar
minx
a dangling metal necklace
crossing over and over again ...
kick me down to china town
black stockings climbing legs
my mouth waters broken faucets
don't drink the weather there
green vines popping the wooden siding loose
a goodwill dress frayed at the edges
pink, purple, and blue flowers
blooming all over your slender figure
petticoat peeking blue
black clasp belt with a metal twist lock
purple members only jacket
worn
faded
collar jetting out
jaguar
minx
a dangling metal necklace
crossing over and over again ...
#PopCulture
561 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Aug 2017 12:15pm
8th Aug 2017 12:15pm
à tout à l’heure
Well burn down all the houses but save the ivory salt shakers! you can tip, tip, tippy toe all you want but your darling adopted cousin tied to the rusty radiator in the basement is not going to go away.paddling down the mashed potato and brown gravy mountain steps of teenage years into endless video games only gets you so far with being the cool kid.vodka in mason jars catch up quick.
you hit your head at the top of the crappy stairs again didn’t you? our septic line broke in the neighbors yard, so use the bathroom before we hit the road with that welding pedophile again to the...
you hit your head at the top of the crappy stairs again didn’t you? our septic line broke in the neighbors yard, so use the bathroom before we hit the road with that welding pedophile again to the...
#cars
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#SelfDiscovery
#apathy
668 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Aug 2017 12:12pm
8th Aug 2017 12:12pm
Lets burn water
Let's burn water and turn out the lights
we can light up the candles
enjoy nibbles and bites
let's burn water as others may say
your skin is so soft lets not waste the day
if your nervous don’t be i’ve done this before
a demand and a whip i can be your whore
let's burn water i’ll try not to faint
for the pleasures so good and your touch so quaint
the way that you hurt me and put me on fours
though the neighbors hear screams
keep going i implore
we can light up the candles
enjoy nibbles and bites
let's burn water as others may say
your skin is so soft lets not waste the day
if your nervous don’t be i’ve done this before
a demand and a whip i can be your whore
let's burn water i’ll try not to faint
for the pleasures so good and your touch so quaint
the way that you hurt me and put me on fours
though the neighbors hear screams
keep going i implore
#LifeGoals
837 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Aug 2017 12:26pm
7th Aug 2017 12:26pm
Love is just for the heart
love is just for the heart
then i take it i am for your eyes, with words to read and fill you up?
let me be your song to which i serenade you
for the sound of love is sweet as are your lips
the smell of spring and cool of October fills me in your presence
your hair a golden red burning like the sun
and your eyes as blue as the deepest oceans
the stars dance around your fingertips
and my mind crumbles when you are near
in thought
in feeling
in words
to hold you is delight
i feed you with my words in hopes to win your heart ...
then i take it i am for your eyes, with words to read and fill you up?
let me be your song to which i serenade you
for the sound of love is sweet as are your lips
the smell of spring and cool of October fills me in your presence
your hair a golden red burning like the sun
and your eyes as blue as the deepest oceans
the stars dance around your fingertips
and my mind crumbles when you are near
in thought
in feeling
in words
to hold you is delight
i feed you with my words in hopes to win your heart ...
#Romanticism
565 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Aug 2017 12:21pm
7th Aug 2017 12:21pm
Let me be your cursive
Messy
swing me along those pen strokes
jumbled
pour your fingers and words over
water on the fire
smolder
shoot straight through me
revolver smoking
drip
black ink rummaging
swing me for a wide loop
long cross those T’s
touched in all the right crossroads
hinges
dot those i’s high
irresistible
let me feel your pressure
join my letters together
italic
don’t break away
bleed me off the left hand margin if you need
slant to the right with your fair pale hands ...
swing me along those pen strokes
jumbled
pour your fingers and words over
water on the fire
smolder
shoot straight through me
revolver smoking
drip
black ink rummaging
swing me for a wide loop
long cross those T’s
touched in all the right crossroads
hinges
dot those i’s high
irresistible
let me feel your pressure
join my letters together
italic
don’t break away
bleed me off the left hand margin if you need
slant to the right with your fair pale hands ...
#WritingPoetry
609 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Aug 2017 8:26pm
6th Aug 2017 8:26pm
Am i still me?
Am i still me?
make me a believer
cut me up and throw me to the stars
drown me in a wishing well and leave me to the flies
lay across my broad chest and cut me with your nails for coffins
thirsty for a dreamer…
meet me with eyes the same
black lace never bought with cold dirt on top
dancing on white pills through digital code
recycle the used plastic and throw me in
bleeding product just to take a step back
creating monsters, welding tears in place
strangled with torment and disease they call past
losing no matter...
make me a believer
cut me up and throw me to the stars
drown me in a wishing well and leave me to the flies
lay across my broad chest and cut me with your nails for coffins
thirsty for a dreamer…
meet me with eyes the same
black lace never bought with cold dirt on top
dancing on white pills through digital code
recycle the used plastic and throw me in
bleeding product just to take a step back
creating monsters, welding tears in place
strangled with torment and disease they call past
losing no matter...
#sadness
#love
#emotional #emotions
#emotional #emotions
657 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Aug 2017 8:23pm
6th Aug 2017 8:23pm
This Sparrow they no longer fly
Sing me atop a warm wooden fence post
from a bleak blue wayward sky
cradle me on dying wings
this sparrow they no longer fly
carry me through swaying grass
brushy pastures I used to know
let me see my wife once more
my lover let her know
tell my father I forgive him
console my mother when she cries
even though I’ve crossed the plains
this sparrow they no longer fly
sail me back to Heiskell
where my childhood was lost
my...
from a bleak blue wayward sky
cradle me on dying wings
this sparrow they no longer fly
carry me through swaying grass
brushy pastures I used to know
let me see my wife once more
my lover let her know
tell my father I forgive him
console my mother when she cries
even though I’ve crossed the plains
this sparrow they no longer fly
sail me back to Heiskell
where my childhood was lost
my...
#dark
#childhood
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
899 reads
6 Comments
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