Submissions by smackdownraven
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2018 1:00pm
12th May 2018 1:00pm
Cliche
what do you know about art?
dying for your passion
one word, one feeling at a time
of sleepless nights
reaching to the heavens
for a shining idea
or traveling the back allies
when your mind is in the gutter
and no proper noun will do
a slutty verb
a real trick pleaser
call for a good time
Jenny from round the block
she will suck you
for a shot of the hard stuff
then leave you cold
and you're back to the trenches
to dig out some...
dying for your passion
one word, one feeling at a time
of sleepless nights
reaching to the heavens
for a shining idea
or traveling the back allies
when your mind is in the gutter
and no proper noun will do
a slutty verb
a real trick pleaser
call for a good time
Jenny from round the block
she will suck you
for a shot of the hard stuff
then leave you cold
and you're back to the trenches
to dig out some...
#lust
#WritingPoetry
#art
756 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2018 8:52am
12th May 2018 8:52am
Tattoo'd On The Stars
feed me passion's sweat
I'm in urgent need of its salty flavor
staining the page orgasmic
within my famished halls
poetry the man I'm lost to
I drink his essence
and come undone
inside my womanly chamber
as I peak in crescendos of pleasure
wave upon wave
he enters me
his voice my soul's savior
masculine and strong
he leads the way
in submission
I gladly follow
he takes me down to the rivers edge
to swim in the pools of knowledge
this is where we...
I'm in urgent need of its salty flavor
staining the page orgasmic
within my famished halls
poetry the man I'm lost to
I drink his essence
and come undone
inside my womanly chamber
as I peak in crescendos of pleasure
wave upon wave
he enters me
his voice my soul's savior
masculine and strong
he leads the way
in submission
I gladly follow
he takes me down to the rivers edge
to swim in the pools of knowledge
this is where we...
#love
#universe
#stars #MyInspiration
#stars #MyInspiration
586 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2018 2:40am
12th May 2018 2:40am
In tune within the universe
the hack in me reaches for the hatchet
to attack my words with
until they do as their bid
the poetess I am seeks finesse
and pure inspiration
but my thoughts are buried
under a cloud of doubt
i've started second guessing myself
once upon a time
I was adored for my hatchet work
bloody and beaten feelings
were served raw
then by chance
I became in tune with the universe
my inner child started singing
it was miraculous
revelations occurred
opening my third eye ...
to attack my words with
until they do as their bid
the poetess I am seeks finesse
and pure inspiration
but my thoughts are buried
under a cloud of doubt
i've started second guessing myself
once upon a time
I was adored for my hatchet work
bloody and beaten feelings
were served raw
then by chance
I became in tune with the universe
my inner child started singing
it was miraculous
revelations occurred
opening my third eye ...
#family
#universe
#WritingPoetry
478 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2018 00:39am
12th May 2018 00:39am
dies inside
degrees of pain have my affections
they scale the spectrum of color
between the utter desolation
of charcoal gray
and the auto erotic stunner deviant red
I open myself to these channels
to feel something of significance
the blackout numb of despair
drains me more than any other
you can't cry and feel release
in this blackened void
it stays bottled up
lonely cries of agony die inside
never given voice
they crush your inner poet
until you have nothing left
to reach the world with ...
they scale the spectrum of color
between the utter desolation
of charcoal gray
and the auto erotic stunner deviant red
I open myself to these channels
to feel something of significance
the blackout numb of despair
drains me more than any other
you can't cry and feel release
in this blackened void
it stays bottled up
lonely cries of agony die inside
never given voice
they crush your inner poet
until you have nothing left
to reach the world with ...
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
#love
432 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th May 2018 4:49am
9th May 2018 4:49am
vodka, tear chaser
depression has fangs
it drinks from me
giving nothing back
except deadly black thoughts
of giving in
it makes me believe i'm out of control
"you're already on the ledge
you might as well jump"
it provokes my pain
stirring it up
then leaves me to linger
with no other voice but its own
I would sleep it away
but it's there too
showing his face in my nightmares
a reminder he never left
and never will
when I awaken I take a swig of his venom
vodka on the rocks ...
it drinks from me
giving nothing back
except deadly black thoughts
of giving in
it makes me believe i'm out of control
"you're already on the ledge
you might as well jump"
it provokes my pain
stirring it up
then leaves me to linger
with no other voice but its own
I would sleep it away
but it's there too
showing his face in my nightmares
a reminder he never left
and never will
when I awaken I take a swig of his venom
vodka on the rocks ...
#depression
#dark
531 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th May 2018 11:21pm
8th May 2018 11:21pm
Juicy
#sex
#erotic
#lust #ILoveYou
#lust #ILoveYou
1081 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th May 2018 1:31pm
7th May 2018 1:31pm
misfits
the moon cried
for its misfit children of the night
caught in their odd attire
still running wild at morning's first blush
with all their efforts to stay the morn
they still couldn't outrun the sun
sticking out like macabre bastards
among the bright shining faces
of the many peoples
they hang their heads in shame
to be caught running round haggard
in the clothes they donned the night before
bar hoppers
one night stand takers
revelers in debaucheries own
the day is...
for its misfit children of the night
caught in their odd attire
still running wild at morning's first blush
with all their efforts to stay the morn
they still couldn't outrun the sun
sticking out like macabre bastards
among the bright shining faces
of the many peoples
they hang their heads in shame
to be caught running round haggard
in the clothes they donned the night before
bar hoppers
one night stand takers
revelers in debaucheries own
the day is...
#gothic
#moon
#night
676 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th May 2018 9:22am
7th May 2018 9:22am
sorrow's ocean
the desert searched and was parched
it sought the rain inside my spirit
where storm clouds brew
with every painful feeling
tears that are trapped
in the sea of the hopeless
would flood the dry Earth
if I were but willing to free them
I fear the blooms that would spring
from these feelings
flowers of pain
forlorn in their fragrance
what type of birds would be drawn
to ones such as these?
my grief my armor
where I stay hidden
no one can swim this great ocean ...
it sought the rain inside my spirit
where storm clouds brew
with every painful feeling
tears that are trapped
in the sea of the hopeless
would flood the dry Earth
if I were but willing to free them
I fear the blooms that would spring
from these feelings
flowers of pain
forlorn in their fragrance
what type of birds would be drawn
to ones such as these?
my grief my armor
where I stay hidden
no one can swim this great ocean ...
#grief
#heartbroken
664 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th May 2018 4:48am
6th May 2018 4:48am
The Cur
the resounding silence cradled me
it echoed my despair
and inside it I found understanding
two like minds the darkness and I
its features unclear
I saw my reflection there
in its marred visage
I was mirrored
so many faces beset me
one of the faithful
so beautifully shining
another of the cur
feral and needy
I claw at the truth of it
steady and true
deceitful and ugly
all crashing into each other
who am I?
what am I?
the darkness stirs
it whispers secrets in...
it echoed my despair
and inside it I found understanding
two like minds the darkness and I
its features unclear
I saw my reflection there
in its marred visage
I was mirrored
so many faces beset me
one of the faithful
so beautifully shining
another of the cur
feral and needy
I claw at the truth of it
steady and true
deceitful and ugly
all crashing into each other
who am I?
what am I?
the darkness stirs
it whispers secrets in...
#depression
#despair
651 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th May 2018 2:57am
6th May 2018 2:57am
Poetry Quilt
I die little deaths
one lost word at a time
they linger on my periphery
just out of reach
in the shadows where my vision can't be fulfilled
to land in the mind of other poets
who shape it, claim it and make it their own
lovely creatures to behold
in their new skin
birthed into the world to become ideas
poetry lives and breathes
is alive with hope
it carries the souls of its creators
whispering to our intellect
see me, hear me
mingle with my poetic blood
and create something profound ...
one lost word at a time
they linger on my periphery
just out of reach
in the shadows where my vision can't be fulfilled
to land in the mind of other poets
who shape it, claim it and make it their own
lovely creatures to behold
in their new skin
birthed into the world to become ideas
poetry lives and breathes
is alive with hope
it carries the souls of its creators
whispering to our intellect
see me, hear me
mingle with my poetic blood
and create something profound ...
#humankind
#uplifting
#WritingPoetry
598 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
5th May 2018 5:05pm
5th May 2018 5:05pm
Seer
take me to the stars
I've lost my way
the colors of my soul collapse
vision within vision
until I lose sight of she
the woman I am
inter-dimensional travel
has left me in the void
neither here nor there
I touched the ether
just to fall flat
for a time the veil ripped from my face
forced to see the things hidden to mortals
frightened I shut my eyes tight
and with a mantra I chanted I will not see
now left without flavor and voice
I will that I would see again
the...
I've lost my way
the colors of my soul collapse
vision within vision
until I lose sight of she
the woman I am
inter-dimensional travel
has left me in the void
neither here nor there
I touched the ether
just to fall flat
for a time the veil ripped from my face
forced to see the things hidden to mortals
frightened I shut my eyes tight
and with a mantra I chanted I will not see
now left without flavor and voice
I will that I would see again
the...
#universe
#evolution
559 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th May 2018 6:28pm
4th May 2018 6:28pm
the quest
the soul of a writer
is inside her creation
little pieces of her reflection, flavor and feel
taste me in my endless search
for the right inflection and expression of my pain
so ripe it appeals to the senses
of those whose plight is similar
tears prismatic in color
they are little fractures of hurt
they paint me beautiful
I've long denied them the open spaces
where they can greet the sun
endlessly standing in the shadows of shame
they are named and captured
lonely, frightened feelings ...
is inside her creation
little pieces of her reflection, flavor and feel
taste me in my endless search
for the right inflection and expression of my pain
so ripe it appeals to the senses
of those whose plight is similar
tears prismatic in color
they are little fractures of hurt
they paint me beautiful
I've long denied them the open spaces
where they can greet the sun
endlessly standing in the shadows of shame
they are named and captured
lonely, frightened feelings ...
#sadness
#WritingPoetry
776 reads
18 Comments
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