Submissions by thepositivelydark
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Touched with fire.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2019 11:39am
29th Jan 2019 11:39am
borrowed lights
Laid down in the comfort of darkness,
I hold on to a spark, to a flicker -
Not knowing -
That someone will see its light.
My days, his night,
And the sun-drenched place
Meets freezing cold and snow -
In this little space -
Somewhere -
On the internet.
And warmth settles with every letter signed -
And smiles inspired along with sighs.
And a heart lightens.
And a day brightens.
And in the soft rush of
The distance between here and there,
We meet -
We settle down in borrowed...
I hold on to a spark, to a flicker -
Not knowing -
That someone will see its light.
My days, his night,
And the sun-drenched place
Meets freezing cold and snow -
In this little space -
Somewhere -
On the internet.
And warmth settles with every letter signed -
And smiles inspired along with sighs.
And a heart lightens.
And a day brightens.
And in the soft rush of
The distance between here and there,
We meet -
We settle down in borrowed...
#love
#friendship
#uplifting #separation
#uplifting #separation
868 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jan 2019 1:21pm
13th Jan 2019 1:21pm
displaced (laid bare)
I seldom walk the streets in the rain anymore.
Now I
Stand in front of a window -
The glass keeping me from the pelting rain and
Reflecting me, reflecting tears as if I
And the weather are the same.
(I blink and blink and the
View changes -
Between smoke streets and the present)
You see, I
Read the last poems I wrote about you -
And I am struck by the rhymes
So familiar, and yet I
Barely recognize.
There is beauty there, you see.
Of course, you were one of the first to see -
My...
Now I
Stand in front of a window -
The glass keeping me from the pelting rain and
Reflecting me, reflecting tears as if I
And the weather are the same.
(I blink and blink and the
View changes -
Between smoke streets and the present)
You see, I
Read the last poems I wrote about you -
And I am struck by the rhymes
So familiar, and yet I
Barely recognize.
There is beauty there, you see.
Of course, you were one of the first to see -
My...
#love
#grief
#heartbroken
911 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2018 6:38am
4th Nov 2018 6:38am
Rockin'
Thrumming
Guitar strumming
Heart
Beats
Pounding
I'd like to crash
In the rush
Of your melody,
Singing
Haunting me.
And your riffs
Rip me apart -
Raise me to ecstasy -
You're killing me,
Little deaths with me.
And you screech the yous
In your script -
Baby, kiss me with notes
And falsettos slithering.
Neon light inhales -
Black and white exhales -
Loose shirt and tight jeans,
Fingers magic on strings.
Shut these...
Guitar strumming
Heart
Beats
Pounding
I'd like to crash
In the rush
Of your melody,
Singing
Haunting me.
And your riffs
Rip me apart -
Raise me to ecstasy -
You're killing me,
Little deaths with me.
And you screech the yous
In your script -
Baby, kiss me with notes
And falsettos slithering.
Neon light inhales -
Black and white exhales -
Loose shirt and tight jeans,
Fingers magic on strings.
Shut these...
#lust
#music
#NaPoWriMo2018
954 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jun 2018 2:05am
18th Jun 2018 2:05am
Hazy
She sat at that diner, alone -
Staring at reflections and bouncing lights,
Before her blank stare.
The heavy heat of the summer night
Had her dizzy and feeling strange -
Like an anchor pulling her downward to dreamland.
There was an open door and a balcony,
There was a full moon that stares.
And she,
On unsteady legs,
Confront her voyeur.
Ask what it wanted.
Later, she'd have her pen on paper,
And ink for each sequence of her dream.
She's a doll alive.
She'd echo the world
That normally let her...
Staring at reflections and bouncing lights,
Before her blank stare.
The heavy heat of the summer night
Had her dizzy and feeling strange -
Like an anchor pulling her downward to dreamland.
There was an open door and a balcony,
There was a full moon that stares.
And she,
On unsteady legs,
Confront her voyeur.
Ask what it wanted.
Later, she'd have her pen on paper,
And ink for each sequence of her dream.
She's a doll alive.
She'd echo the world
That normally let her...
#loneliness
#NaPoWriMo2018
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
924 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jun 2018 5:43pm
17th Jun 2018 5:43pm
Surrender
I don't think I would ever run out of questions.
A million what ifs,
A million whys,
Or that who.
My heart had become used to nothing ever lasting.
This too shall pass, with the bad
Most of the good tags along and
Takes another piece of me.
I am a jumbled mess -
Stitched together with words.
Their ink seeped into my skin,
Mixed into my blood -
It is now coursing through me.
I do not know how to live without it.
The full moon hovered as I thought,
Washing the dishes on the sink,
I do not know how...
A million what ifs,
A million whys,
Or that who.
My heart had become used to nothing ever lasting.
This too shall pass, with the bad
Most of the good tags along and
Takes another piece of me.
I am a jumbled mess -
Stitched together with words.
Their ink seeped into my skin,
Mixed into my blood -
It is now coursing through me.
I do not know how to live without it.
The full moon hovered as I thought,
Washing the dishes on the sink,
I do not know how...
#NaPoWriMo2018
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
1062 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th May 2018 6:40am
5th May 2018 6:40am
Nadarang
Darang - exposed to the heat (of the fire)
Sa iyong ngiti lang naman
Ngunit nahulog ang loob
Di naman daw perpekto ang ngipin mo,
Pero tinamaan ako sa ngiti mo.
May kinang sa iyong mga mata
Sa pagbigkas ng wika
Ako'y nabighani
Nakakapanghina.
Ngunit di na
Aasahan pa na makita mo ako.
Nananatili ka sa puwesto mo sa aking likuran,
At sa buong isang oras, akin na namang mararamdamam,
Na ikaw ay nandiyan
At aking iniisip
Ano kaya ang iyong makikita kung sakaling sisilip.
At di pa rin...
Sa iyong ngiti lang naman
Ngunit nahulog ang loob
Di naman daw perpekto ang ngipin mo,
Pero tinamaan ako sa ngiti mo.
May kinang sa iyong mga mata
Sa pagbigkas ng wika
Ako'y nabighani
Nakakapanghina.
Ngunit di na
Aasahan pa na makita mo ako.
Nananatili ka sa puwesto mo sa aking likuran,
At sa buong isang oras, akin na namang mararamdamam,
Na ikaw ay nandiyan
At aking iniisip
Ano kaya ang iyong makikita kung sakaling sisilip.
At di pa rin...
#love
#heartbroken
#fire
#NaPoWriMo2018
#UnrequitedLove
1132 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Apr 2018 3:08pm
25th Apr 2018 3:08pm
Bogie,
The smell of your cigarette smoke lingers in the air.
The sign across the street flickers -
Bathing me in red light -
That bright twenty-four.
I don't know where the hours went.
I hike up my skirt,
Just halfway up my thighs,
Just to feel the cool night wind.
I thought you were going to do that -
Like usual.
But you
Became colder than the air kissing my legs.
Maybe I could pretend it was you.
These sheets were messed up
By writhing
Aloneness
Your writing hovers in every crevice and...
The sign across the street flickers -
Bathing me in red light -
That bright twenty-four.
I don't know where the hours went.
I hike up my skirt,
Just halfway up my thighs,
Just to feel the cool night wind.
I thought you were going to do that -
Like usual.
But you
Became colder than the air kissing my legs.
Maybe I could pretend it was you.
These sheets were messed up
By writhing
Aloneness
Your writing hovers in every crevice and...
#love
#loneliness
#dark
964 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Apr 2018 10:03am
16th Apr 2018 10:03am
R.
Baby, baby, it's late.
Baby, baby, my
Mind wanders
With my melted bones
Unguarded -
'Cause I fucked myself into bliss.
Baby, baby, this
Made me wonder
About pulling you into
The bathroom between
That building and those thick of trees,
Get down on my knees -
Kiss,
Kiss.
You made me wonder
About that desk and that corner,
And when you
Pull -
On that hair of yours,
God, please let me do it
For you.
Hold on to you
With that push - pull, ...
Baby, baby, my
Mind wanders
With my melted bones
Unguarded -
'Cause I fucked myself into bliss.
Baby, baby, this
Made me wonder
About pulling you into
The bathroom between
That building and those thick of trees,
Get down on my knees -
Kiss,
Kiss.
You made me wonder
About that desk and that corner,
And when you
Pull -
On that hair of yours,
God, please let me do it
For you.
Hold on to you
With that push - pull, ...
#lust
#sex
#frustration #NaPoWriMo2018
#frustration #NaPoWriMo2018
852 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Apr 2018 3:58am
14th Apr 2018 3:58am
Wishes of Girl Infatuated
He noticed the phoenix I drew for homework.
He spoke, and the butterflies were in riot.
Then I was standing in front,
Blabbering in Spanish,
Introducing history -
Slightly shaking,
Sweating from summer.
Then a moment.
He and his friends surprised,
Pointing -
To this wrist,
These scars,
These healing wounds.
And I felt myself
Drop.
I wish I didn't remember
The look in his eyes
When he saw these scars,
These wrists.
I wish I didn't remember,
The way his...
He spoke, and the butterflies were in riot.
Then I was standing in front,
Blabbering in Spanish,
Introducing history -
Slightly shaking,
Sweating from summer.
Then a moment.
He and his friends surprised,
Pointing -
To this wrist,
These scars,
These healing wounds.
And I felt myself
Drop.
I wish I didn't remember
The look in his eyes
When he saw these scars,
These wrists.
I wish I didn't remember,
The way his...
#love
#heartbroken
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#NaPoWriMo2018
887 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Feb 2018 5:47pm
18th Feb 2018 5:47pm
I Dare You
I stay
Under the shade of night,
Awake -
Sink
On an empty mattress
With a heart, with a body -
That aches and craves and undulates,
Beating
To the symphonies
Only I
Can hear.
I am chasing breaths and little deaths
In little nights that crash around me -
The little lights are yet to find me -
And these hands are bare dreaming
Of you and yours.
Lips whisper pleas to the hollow air
Hoping you will hear, hoping
That you'll speak -
This time
Hoping that you'll steal...
Under the shade of night,
Awake -
Sink
On an empty mattress
With a heart, with a body -
That aches and craves and undulates,
Beating
To the symphonies
Only I
Can hear.
I am chasing breaths and little deaths
In little nights that crash around me -
The little lights are yet to find me -
And these hands are bare dreaming
Of you and yours.
Lips whisper pleas to the hollow air
Hoping you will hear, hoping
That you'll speak -
This time
Hoping that you'll steal...
828 reads
7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Jan 2018 9:33am
28th Jan 2018 9:33am
Body Electric
I sing the body electric,
The armies of those I love engirth me and I
engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them,
respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full
with the charge of the soul."
- I Sing the Body Electric, Walt Whitman
I am missing the body electric -
The way we'd sigh
to these
Age old verses -
You and I
So little compared to the universes -
In our minds and
these words that shock...
The armies of those I love engirth me and I
engirth them,
They will not let me off till I go with them,
respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full
with the charge of the soul."
- I Sing the Body Electric, Walt Whitman
I am missing the body electric -
The way we'd sigh
to these
Age old verses -
You and I
So little compared to the universes -
In our minds and
these words that shock...
#dark
895 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th Jan 2018 6:24am
19th Jan 2018 6:24am
Home
I guess words should have been
The easiest thing
Like the fancy-schmancy words,
Cliche -
As easy as breathing,
As constant as sunrises and sunsets,
As life and death...
Yet I
Stayed frozen.
Where are you, my voice?
As thunderous as it is slithering
Sweet
Spicy
Where are you, my ink?
It flowed steady...
To more viscous, more viscous.
The black.
The blood.
I want to find you home.
I want to go home.
To you
And your
Magic.
Ever.
Ever.
I cannot take...
The easiest thing
Like the fancy-schmancy words,
Cliche -
As easy as breathing,
As constant as sunrises and sunsets,
As life and death...
Yet I
Stayed frozen.
Where are you, my voice?
As thunderous as it is slithering
Sweet
Spicy
Where are you, my ink?
It flowed steady...
To more viscous, more viscous.
The black.
The blood.
I want to find you home.
I want to go home.
To you
And your
Magic.
Ever.
Ever.
I cannot take...
#anger
#dark
#home
#confessional
#SelfDiscovery
827 reads
7 Comments
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