Submissions by shadow_starzzz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
GPO Box 2636, Canberra. ACT. 2601. Australia
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2014 1:21pm
23rd Nov 2014 1:21pm
Lips
She often wondered what exactly he seen within her, aside from the usual curves across her long and lean frame, her lips pushed him over the edge, yet he knew he wasn't going to just slip into them as easily as he thought he could.
He watched those lips carefully, almost eminent in his silence, waiting for something wrong to unfold, and she unfolded, just as she expected, in honor and disgrace, yet he couldn't distinguish what exactly he witnessed.
The moistness of them parted gracefully, yet forcefully as if thunder and lightning had gripped him, whilst her lips still...
He watched those lips carefully, almost eminent in his silence, waiting for something wrong to unfold, and she unfolded, just as she expected, in honor and disgrace, yet he couldn't distinguish what exactly he witnessed.
The moistness of them parted gracefully, yet forcefully as if thunder and lightning had gripped him, whilst her lips still...
1442 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2014 1:04pm
23rd Nov 2014 1:04pm
Veiled
I tread
illustriously
upon his
liquidity
until I found
the beauty of his
eyes.
In them I saw
my heart & soul
personified as a
cleansing and healing
was he
for me
as we're both
battle scarred
and wounded.
I was delicately
bound
upon his wondrous
sweet mess
unable to move
sideways
whilst he penetrated
my every thought.
Triggering moments
sublime
in the depths
of all his divine
suspended in heightened
levitation
amongst the debris
and deliberation....
illustriously
upon his
liquidity
until I found
the beauty of his
eyes.
In them I saw
my heart & soul
personified as a
cleansing and healing
was he
for me
as we're both
battle scarred
and wounded.
I was delicately
bound
upon his wondrous
sweet mess
unable to move
sideways
whilst he penetrated
my every thought.
Triggering moments
sublime
in the depths
of all his divine
suspended in heightened
levitation
amongst the debris
and deliberation....
1115 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
22nd Nov 2014 6:03am
22nd Nov 2014 6:03am
Little Istanbul
He kissed her with such intensity that she was certain he tried to climb inside her heart as his walls fell around beneath the both of them.
Literally, he took her breath away as she felt her heartbeat racing, wondering, about the lovely creature that held her head in his hands.
Who knew that a kiss could ever be soul searing in the heat of an early December morning as the early morning rays of the sun blazed upon us.
That kiss would be their last as she bid him farewell on a journey that changed their lives, forever. The summer rain masked her tears as they...
Literally, he took her breath away as she felt her heartbeat racing, wondering, about the lovely creature that held her head in his hands.
Who knew that a kiss could ever be soul searing in the heat of an early December morning as the early morning rays of the sun blazed upon us.
That kiss would be their last as she bid him farewell on a journey that changed their lives, forever. The summer rain masked her tears as they...
973 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Nov 2014 9:44am
20th Nov 2014 9:44am
His Love
His soul
is spiritually twined
upon my auric field
whilst his mind
is telepathically
attuned
to my psyche.
He's the mirror
which reflects
the state
of my heart.
My curses
are his
blessings.
His blessings
upon me
are like panacea
to the wounds
unseen but felt.
He dissolves my pain
and invades me
collectively
with the purity
of his love.
Together we're bound
to each other
suspended in a moment
of time
where time
has no meaning.
is spiritually twined
upon my auric field
whilst his mind
is telepathically
attuned
to my psyche.
He's the mirror
which reflects
the state
of my heart.
My curses
are his
blessings.
His blessings
upon me
are like panacea
to the wounds
unseen but felt.
He dissolves my pain
and invades me
collectively
with the purity
of his love.
Together we're bound
to each other
suspended in a moment
of time
where time
has no meaning.
1055 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Nov 2014 8:31am
19th Nov 2014 8:31am
She Waits
She waits patiently
for him to kiss her gently
and fill her entirely
with his entire
width and length
until she's dripping
all over him
and gasping for air
as he feels her soft
but gentle swell grace him
violently whilst the scent
of their love drifts
aromatically in the air.
Evidence of where they'd been
all over one another.
for him to kiss her gently
and fill her entirely
with his entire
width and length
until she's dripping
all over him
and gasping for air
as he feels her soft
but gentle swell grace him
violently whilst the scent
of their love drifts
aromatically in the air.
Evidence of where they'd been
all over one another.
1275 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Nov 2014 12:30pm
18th Nov 2014 12:30pm
Eros Can Be A Killer
970 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Nov 2014 11:53am
18th Nov 2014 11:53am
The Crumbling Wonderwall
He came to me on a sunny afternoon as we shared macchiatos and afternoon tea whilst shooting the breeze, in between drafting our business plans.
We'd often take red eyes together to ensure we could spend the day planning our workloads, aside our daily phone dialogues, video conferences and endless threads of emails.
He was also well dressed and possessed a scent that lingered all over my clothing long after we departed, as we'd often greet each other with a hug, and depart via executing the same gesture. His scent didn't match his persona, however, that was one of his...
We'd often take red eyes together to ensure we could spend the day planning our workloads, aside our daily phone dialogues, video conferences and endless threads of emails.
He was also well dressed and possessed a scent that lingered all over my clothing long after we departed, as we'd often greet each other with a hug, and depart via executing the same gesture. His scent didn't match his persona, however, that was one of his...
855 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2014 12:54pm
13th Nov 2014 12:54pm
Honesty
Honestly.
It consists of being true to yourself, and those whom you love, deeply. There aren't any vacant rooms in one's psyche or heart for those who revel in the creation of illusions.
I never speak of love, if love isn't what I'm feeling.
However, knowing that a heart beats for you, and you alone, is a beautifully gripping but tragic thing, collectively. Loving someone so deeply that a certain fear emerges, over losing them.
I've bared witness to the unfolding that occurred within the heart of the one that captured my very heart & soul.
I...
It consists of being true to yourself, and those whom you love, deeply. There aren't any vacant rooms in one's psyche or heart for those who revel in the creation of illusions.
I never speak of love, if love isn't what I'm feeling.
However, knowing that a heart beats for you, and you alone, is a beautifully gripping but tragic thing, collectively. Loving someone so deeply that a certain fear emerges, over losing them.
I've bared witness to the unfolding that occurred within the heart of the one that captured my very heart & soul.
I...
852 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Nov 2014 00:19am
11th Nov 2014 00:19am
Nature
She frolics in nature as she honors the earth, basking in the serenity that seeps into her soul.
Choosing not to worship the intangibles, or people who aren't capable of tapping into the spring that exists within themselves.
He was like the breeze that invaded her senses and flowed across every inch of her flesh, yet he couldn't find his way through the maze within her mind to penetrate her heart.
Ever present within the tangible, infecting her heart with his subtle ways as she drifted upon his subtle but evident lies.
Sometimes, you...
Choosing not to worship the intangibles, or people who aren't capable of tapping into the spring that exists within themselves.
He was like the breeze that invaded her senses and flowed across every inch of her flesh, yet he couldn't find his way through the maze within her mind to penetrate her heart.
Ever present within the tangible, infecting her heart with his subtle ways as she drifted upon his subtle but evident lies.
Sometimes, you...
927 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 2:50pm
4th Nov 2014 2:50pm
Shhh
The earth whispers
to me of truths
I wish were unspoken
as I channel my energy
towards the creation
of my heart & soul.
Mother earth tells me
to climb inside his
beating heart
as I won't get a beating
on his watch.
However
he's the king
of beating bleeding hearts
until they're
pulverized to a pulp.
One day
I'll learn
to listen
but I have no fear
as I run through the darkest
places of his heart
with a candle.
Until he sees
the light
and comes out ...
to me of truths
I wish were unspoken
as I channel my energy
towards the creation
of my heart & soul.
Mother earth tells me
to climb inside his
beating heart
as I won't get a beating
on his watch.
However
he's the king
of beating bleeding hearts
until they're
pulverized to a pulp.
One day
I'll learn
to listen
but I have no fear
as I run through the darkest
places of his heart
with a candle.
Until he sees
the light
and comes out ...
791 reads
3 Comments
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