Submissions by shadowsfallsoftly
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Shadows fall softly giving way to night. The blood sings in my veins so violently alive. Here in the shadows I find myself revived. Here dreaming in the darkness with all too open eyes.
I shouldn't but...
I shouldn't but it tastes good
Inhale the smoke you blow across my lips
leaning in for a poison kiss
I shoulden't but it feels good
uncurling lovers fingers in my lungs
it whispers just relax and I'll find the spots to touch
I shouldn't but...... I want to
feel your lips fit over mine
inhale your breath your toxin
flow in and out of time
I shouldn't but it's easy
it heals the old regrets
I find myself relaxing
...
Inhale the smoke you blow across my lips
leaning in for a poison kiss
I shoulden't but it feels good
uncurling lovers fingers in my lungs
it whispers just relax and I'll find the spots to touch
I shouldn't but...... I want to
feel your lips fit over mine
inhale your breath your toxin
flow in and out of time
I shouldn't but it's easy
it heals the old regrets
I find myself relaxing
...
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Do you love me
I can't stop myself from asking do you love me
Do you see the beauty underneath my skin
The colors swirling dancing motes of stardust,
They told me I was ugly
and they made me beleive
and every day I fight the battle
to just be me
I can't stop myself from asking do you love me
in a million little ways
reaching for affection
like fruit
I can't help it
I'm sorry that you must sew up my wounds
You've told me a million times you love me
you've held my hands and wiped my tears
but stilll I...
Do you see the beauty underneath my skin
The colors swirling dancing motes of stardust,
They told me I was ugly
and they made me beleive
and every day I fight the battle
to just be me
I can't stop myself from asking do you love me
in a million little ways
reaching for affection
like fruit
I can't help it
I'm sorry that you must sew up my wounds
You've told me a million times you love me
you've held my hands and wiped my tears
but stilll I...
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Blaming the gays
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I miss goodnight
My mom said good night to me through the door.
and she said goodnight to you
she assumed we were on the phone
to say good night
we weren't
what does that say?
and she said goodnight to you
she assumed we were on the phone
to say good night
we weren't
what does that say?
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Just stop!
Slash the lipstick across my lips...
pink blooming blush across my cheeks
if I wear it you say I'm hiding
If I don't then I'm lazy
I could be skinny
I could be fat
really I'm in between
torn between your tiny
and you need to lose a little meat
The higher the hair
the closer to god
but straighten all your curls
they told me that piercings weren't
for pretty girls
speak softly Damnit
ladies don't shout
oh the truth is all these expectations
turn me inside out
we went from she's fat ...
pink blooming blush across my cheeks
if I wear it you say I'm hiding
If I don't then I'm lazy
I could be skinny
I could be fat
really I'm in between
torn between your tiny
and you need to lose a little meat
The higher the hair
the closer to god
but straighten all your curls
they told me that piercings weren't
for pretty girls
speak softly Damnit
ladies don't shout
oh the truth is all these expectations
turn me inside out
we went from she's fat ...
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In the moonlight
I seek him in the moonlight
when the shadows dance across the ground
He who dances to my drumbeat
are you waiting to be found
for he hath whispered in my ear
and called me to his side
not to clip my wings
but so with me he could fly.
He is shadowed
winter
and I am summer light
when the shadows dance across the ground
He who dances to my drumbeat
are you waiting to be found
for he hath whispered in my ear
and called me to his side
not to clip my wings
but so with me he could fly.
He is shadowed
winter
and I am summer light
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I am not beautiful
I am not beautiful
but it's ok
I'm different and wonderful
I'm not ashamed
I am not beautiful
I am always a mess
with my hair out of place
I'm always a mess
I am not beautiful
with paint on my nose
covered in color
from my head to my toes
My blush is just charcoal
I smeared on my cheek
there is ink on my dress
I am not beautiful
but I am art
but it's ok
I'm different and wonderful
I'm not ashamed
I am not beautiful
I am always a mess
with my hair out of place
I'm always a mess
I am not beautiful
with paint on my nose
covered in color
from my head to my toes
My blush is just charcoal
I smeared on my cheek
there is ink on my dress
I am not beautiful
but I am art
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You asked me
You asked me to write you a poem
so I drew the pen across my skin
and dripped ink onto the page
you asked me to write you a poem j
so I unsewed the stitches from my lips
and poured secrets down my chin
so I drew the pen across my skin
and dripped ink onto the page
you asked me to write you a poem j
so I unsewed the stitches from my lips
and poured secrets down my chin
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Doesn't matter
It doesn't matter doesn't
there are tears falling down my face
it doesn't matter that I loved you
or that I asked you please to stay
It doesn't matter does it
that soon you will go away
I never asked you not to go
only aksed that you would wait
Do I matter any
how many times I've kissed your face
but it felt always like you were pulling
wanting to be away
Go then
Go away and I will find somebody esle
someone who cares for me
and wants me only for myself
I won't be here waiting
when you...
there are tears falling down my face
it doesn't matter that I loved you
or that I asked you please to stay
It doesn't matter does it
that soon you will go away
I never asked you not to go
only aksed that you would wait
Do I matter any
how many times I've kissed your face
but it felt always like you were pulling
wanting to be away
Go then
Go away and I will find somebody esle
someone who cares for me
and wants me only for myself
I won't be here waiting
when you...
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relaxing love
Take me
stoic as a stone
until I cling at your fingers
wrap and arch and grow
I can feel it pressing
like walls
unwelcome hands around my waist
lover pull me close and with your whispers make me safe
kiss my skin until it's supple
until I bend like a willow
or a reed
and realax into stillness
until I learn to be at ease
stoic as a stone
until I cling at your fingers
wrap and arch and grow
I can feel it pressing
like walls
unwelcome hands around my waist
lover pull me close and with your whispers make me safe
kiss my skin until it's supple
until I bend like a willow
or a reed
and realax into stillness
until I learn to be at ease
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two hearts
I want your lips falling softly in the hollows of my skin
tasting each imperfection
I want your fingertips carressing
pulling music from my lips
until your name is a note that goes on and on
gaining bravado
with each inhaled breath
I want to listen to your whispered words
reminding me to breath
mixing English
softly whispered French
until each lovely syllable
is a seductive torrent
and our sighs
mingle softly
and we crash into reality
and catch eachother with open arms
and lie quietly listening to...
tasting each imperfection
I want your fingertips carressing
pulling music from my lips
until your name is a note that goes on and on
gaining bravado
with each inhaled breath
I want to listen to your whispered words
reminding me to breath
mixing English
softly whispered French
until each lovely syllable
is a seductive torrent
and our sighs
mingle softly
and we crash into reality
and catch eachother with open arms
and lie quietly listening to...
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random musings
I sit here watching people as they pass. My own insecurities dance like demons in my head attributing everything to some hidden motive. The sorority girls giggling in the corner; they must be talking about me. How my hair is to frizzy, my boots are scuffed my skirt to short.
I am never enough....
For myself
Old scars take awhile to heal
and this one throbs and bleeds
No I am not enough.....
A million flaws come crashing through my mind, I think about the fact that I can't drive. That I talk to much laugh to loud. I think about the fact...
I am never enough....
For myself
Old scars take awhile to heal
and this one throbs and bleeds
No I am not enough.....
A million flaws come crashing through my mind, I think about the fact that I can't drive. That I talk to much laugh to loud. I think about the fact...
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