Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Today 10:58am
Today 10:58am
Sacrifice Or Gift?
The difference between a sacrifice and a gift.
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
#dark
#hope
#uplifting
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Deadsorrow78
Poem Published
Today 2:50am
Today 2:50am
Forty Eight White Roses
Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ears. With her sparkly eyes and that ravenous smile upon her ravishing face.
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her lips...
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her lips...
#dark
#lover
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:02am
Yesterday 3:02am
filler up
my loneliness echoes inside me
cruelly deceptive within my hollows I fill the empty space with you
but you are not mine to have
and I wonder, would you fill these places if things were different
seeking ever seeking for a way to cope
Holding my breath underwater is my life
I know I can't hold it long
I'm on razor blade tight rope walking
Anxiety is getting worse by the day
my hold is tenuous at best
The worst has me wondering how long I can do this
Will every day be torture
hold my breath sobriety
take a...
cruelly deceptive within my hollows I fill the empty space with you
but you are not mine to have
and I wonder, would you fill these places if things were different
seeking ever seeking for a way to cope
Holding my breath underwater is my life
I know I can't hold it long
I'm on razor blade tight rope walking
Anxiety is getting worse by the day
my hold is tenuous at best
The worst has me wondering how long I can do this
Will every day be torture
hold my breath sobriety
take a...
#anxiety
#dark
#LifeStruggles
66 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:13pm
6th Apr 2025 11:13pm
Lost At Sea
My arms grew tired, I couldn't swim anymore
No one around to help me
A sharp pain within my core
I was drifting further & further out
The more I fought the current
I began to panic, I began to shout
The distant coastline was my last vision
Rip currents tired me out
I made my final decision
I stayed afloat until I had nothing else left
Neptune dragged me down
Drowning was the cause of death
No one around to help me
A sharp pain within my core
I was drifting further & further out
The more I fought the current
I began to panic, I began to shout
The distant coastline was my last vision
Rip currents tired me out
I made my final decision
I stayed afloat until I had nothing else left
Neptune dragged me down
Drowning was the cause of death
#dark
#rhyming
#sea #water
#sea #water
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 6:53pm
6th Apr 2025 6:53pm
The Dark
my thoughts wander to my darkness as they often do
Where it comes from, I know not
never to see the light of day
the things that creep inside my psyche
to harm another not in keeping with my gentle nature
My soul blanches at the thought of another's downfall
still, to keep it all in my anxiety grows
and the words tumble out of my mouth
Where they go later, I don't know
It troubles me even still
celebrated darkness from the pit
My mind wasn't always so inclined
with studious study of the bible I did toil
Then...
Where it comes from, I know not
never to see the light of day
the things that creep inside my psyche
to harm another not in keeping with my gentle nature
My soul blanches at the thought of another's downfall
still, to keep it all in my anxiety grows
and the words tumble out of my mouth
Where they go later, I don't know
It troubles me even still
celebrated darkness from the pit
My mind wasn't always so inclined
with studious study of the bible I did toil
Then...
#dark
#spiritual
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 2:20pm
6th Apr 2025 2:20pm
Venomous Lies
Crooked spine
And hobbled feet
Corrupted mind
Thoughts incomplete
Blood red eyes
And a forked tongue
Venomous lies
Told to the young
Evil hatred spread
Wicked and twisted
Army of the dead
In shadows existed
Coming for our souls
Coming for our lives
Absolute control
Hate sharpened knives
With hearts unopened
And minds closed down
Consumed by smoke and
Mirrors we drown
Promised a future
Promised a life
Instead we're sutured
Concealing our strife
No chance to heal
We're...
And hobbled feet
Corrupted mind
Thoughts incomplete
Blood red eyes
And a forked tongue
Venomous lies
Told to the young
Evil hatred spread
Wicked and twisted
Army of the dead
In shadows existed
Coming for our souls
Coming for our lives
Absolute control
Hate sharpened knives
With hearts unopened
And minds closed down
Consumed by smoke and
Mirrors we drown
Promised a future
Promised a life
Instead we're sutured
Concealing our strife
No chance to heal
We're...
#dark
#emptiness
61 reads
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 3:43pm
5th Apr 2025 3:43pm
Stop Smiling
I
Am
A
Wreck
Bruised and discarded like those old ships
You found me and now what?
Why do you smile?
Everyone passes me by and not give a damn
Not …A…Damn!
You smiled at me
You reached for me and…and
What am I supposed to do?
You don’t understand
I’m a wreck
Your light hurts me
Stop! Smiling!
“Beautiful”
Me?
Beautiful?
Does he not see the bruises I carry?
This eye is black and blue
I did not fall
STOP..SMILING!
It’s starting to rain now
I can feel it...
Am
A
Wreck
Bruised and discarded like those old ships
You found me and now what?
Why do you smile?
Everyone passes me by and not give a damn
Not …A…Damn!
You smiled at me
You reached for me and…and
What am I supposed to do?
You don’t understand
I’m a wreck
Your light hurts me
Stop! Smiling!
“Beautiful”
Me?
Beautiful?
Does he not see the bruises I carry?
This eye is black and blue
I did not fall
STOP..SMILING!
It’s starting to rain now
I can feel it...
#anxiety
#dark
#fear #sadness
#fear #sadness
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 10:58am
5th Apr 2025 10:58am
Power Of Hate
Hate is certainly a strong emotion.
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
It doesn't take much effort,but devotion.
It's like you are going through the motions.
And a black mist blinds you.
It doesn't let you think straight.
And it's easy for it to find you.
Maybe it's like a dark cloud in the sky.
That can spread,no matter how or why.
Maybe a black mask,facade.
To something so much deeper.
Maybe it's our demons.
Dark instead of covered in glitter.
The taste of hate is strong and bitter.
It can be hard to shake it off.
It feels like...
#anger
#dark
#frustration #hate
#frustration #hate
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1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 00:39am
5th Apr 2025 00:39am
sync
sweet surrender racing in my thoughts a place to hide
Succumb to the darkness with me
you'll find a welcoming place to reside
secrecy of feeling, of course
your body and mine
touching at depths not understood by mortals
we will worship each other
tasting the soul within the sacred understanding
luscious focus spitting on your flame to watch it grow
spinning out of control, you might just lose your mind
with an injection of satirical chaos
We will laugh at the sarcastic die
controlling the masses
we...
Succumb to the darkness with me
you'll find a welcoming place to reside
secrecy of feeling, of course
your body and mine
touching at depths not understood by mortals
we will worship each other
tasting the soul within the sacred understanding
luscious focus spitting on your flame to watch it grow
spinning out of control, you might just lose your mind
with an injection of satirical chaos
We will laugh at the sarcastic die
controlling the masses
we...
#dark
#lust
89 reads
1 Comment
Lilliputian
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 00:35am
5th Apr 2025 00:35am
Quieting Void
I’ve let that flicker in my eyes die
with every hour I spent waiting
for someone else’s match to ignite mine,
until it burned me into ashes,
the flame faded,
and the match shriveled
into nothing.
The darkness welcomed me,
each time with no interlude.
Embracing what was left of me,
promising a way out of the matchbox,
a way to the quieting void.
with every hour I spent waiting
for someone else’s match to ignite mine,
until it burned me into ashes,
the flame faded,
and the match shriveled
into nothing.
The darkness welcomed me,
each time with no interlude.
Embracing what was left of me,
promising a way out of the matchbox,
a way to the quieting void.
#dark
#despair
#hurt #SelfWorth
#hurt #SelfWorth
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AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 10:34pm
4th Apr 2025 10:34pm
Simulation
The layers of programming,
Are what I'm seeing.
These pixilated monsters i see,
Crystal clear, are just scheming.
There is nothing to fear,
They're just demons.
Entities that can't understand,
Why my skin is gleaming.
Just people lost,
In the medium.
They're just spiritual leeches,
Always demeaning.
But I'll fight against treason.
Bake a cake and feed them.
Are what I'm seeing.
These pixilated monsters i see,
Crystal clear, are just scheming.
There is nothing to fear,
They're just demons.
Entities that can't understand,
Why my skin is gleaming.
Just people lost,
In the medium.
They're just spiritual leeches,
Always demeaning.
But I'll fight against treason.
Bake a cake and feed them.
#dark
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1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 4:05pm
4th Apr 2025 4:05pm
Needful
within my need is a greediness to be filled
a hunger so great it howls late at night to no one listening
I'm unsure of its depths
but it consumes rapidly, and where the succor goes I don't know
energizing more need
It's feral and unending
It tears at me by day
with thoughts of give me more
My solemn can't take it
my mind will not hunt
It will not encourage
it is chaste of vision
so I starve with this consuming desire
to the point my soul calls out to my God
He is the only one who can touch me there ...
a hunger so great it howls late at night to no one listening
I'm unsure of its depths
but it consumes rapidly, and where the succor goes I don't know
energizing more need
It's feral and unending
It tears at me by day
with thoughts of give me more
My solemn can't take it
my mind will not hunt
It will not encourage
it is chaste of vision
so I starve with this consuming desire
to the point my soul calls out to my God
He is the only one who can touch me there ...
#dark
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