Green_Arrow
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 11:27am
29th Jan 2025 11:27am
She's Not A Baby Girl Anymore
As far back as even
I could remember,
Molly was just a baby
girl and Dad would
do nothing bad to her.
But that was before
she got older and Dad
took one look at her
naked which made him
want to hump her hard.
I could remember,
Molly was just a baby
girl and Dad would
do nothing bad to her.
But that was before
she got older and Dad
took one look at her
naked which made him
want to hump her hard.
#dialogue
#family
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sex
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 1:58pm
26th Jan 2025 1:58pm
Shocked At The Sight Of Her Mother
Holly became shocked
at the sight of her mother
naked and getting
probed from behind by her kid
brother Toby and his rod.
at the sight of her mother
naked and getting
probed from behind by her kid
brother Toby and his rod.
#family
#fiction
#home
#sex
#tanka
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 11:37am
25th Jan 2025 11:37am
Honest. I Really Didn't Know Who He Was.
Jill's miracle to
find the one man
to lose her virginity
changed into sheer
embarrassment for
she chose her dad.
find the one man
to lose her virginity
changed into sheer
embarrassment for
she chose her dad.
#family
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#ignorance
#sex
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 2:38pm
24th Jan 2025 2:38pm
~the syneresis moon
his eyes are in a fixated
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
long stare at mine..
in a unbearably delicate
holding of so much
tears and words
he wants to
cry out
& say..
yet he’s here
in a determined
stagnant stare
shines his
the ever iron clad
pitch black coal
eyes.. only that
now the syneresing
irises are in a separating…
… as pulpy famine greys
with the inner broken
yet the somehow running
& holding patterns
of a crinkly petallous
sepia blooms..
fading out
to a distant ...
#family
#illness
#love
#moon
#support
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 2:29pm
24th Jan 2025 2:29pm
Yes! That's It! Do It Now!
Quick!
You got
to shoot that
rod off and get
it out of me! Mom
and Dad would be home soon
and I know that they would not
be pleased to see me naked and
letting my stepbrother hump me hard
on their own bed! Yes! That's it! Do it now!
You got
to shoot that
rod off and get
it out of me! Mom
and Dad would be home soon
and I know that they would not
be pleased to see me naked and
letting my stepbrother hump me hard
on their own bed! Yes! That's it! Do it now!
#dialogue
#family
#fiction
#home
#sex
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Nvmb
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 3:21am
19th Jan 2025 3:21am
Echoes of You
You’ve gone somewhere I can’t follow,
A hollow path, a silent sorrow.
Your eyes don’t meet mine anymore,
You’ve locked the light behind a door.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
A phantom caught in empty air.
Where did you go?
What did you see?
We’re left with shadows
Where you should be.
You’re slipping through,
We’re losing the fight—
A ghost in the day,
A wisp in the night.
What have you found, so far, so deep?
What takes your soul while we can’t sleep?
Your silence screams, your shadow...
A hollow path, a silent sorrow.
Your eyes don’t meet mine anymore,
You’ve locked the light behind a door.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
A phantom caught in empty air.
Where did you go?
What did you see?
We’re left with shadows
Where you should be.
You’re slipping through,
We’re losing the fight—
A ghost in the day,
A wisp in the night.
What have you found, so far, so deep?
What takes your soul while we can’t sleep?
Your silence screams, your shadow...
#dark
#disappointment
#family
#memories
#son
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 12:32pm
18th Jan 2025 12:32pm
It will drive you insane
My sister & I are chained to a steel bedpost
Every few hours my mother comes in and beats me with a fire poker
She then sends one of her boyfriends to kiss my sister and hit her with his belt
They've often told my sister & I that they love us
Once we get out of here, we'll get our revenge
I'll wait until there sleeping
I'll use that same poker and beat their brains in until there unconscious
Nothing smells like human brains
A thick, sweet smell
It will drive you insane
Every few hours my mother comes in and beats me with a fire poker
She then sends one of her boyfriends to kiss my sister and hit her with his belt
They've often told my sister & I that they love us
Once we get out of here, we'll get our revenge
I'll wait until there sleeping
I'll use that same poker and beat their brains in until there unconscious
Nothing smells like human brains
A thick, sweet smell
It will drive you insane
#dark
#family
#horror
#revenge
#violence
72 reads
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Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Bumped 15th Jan 2025 1:40am
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
4th Jan 2025 8:15pm
A Lullaby in January or A Portrait of Sisterhood
I’m in first grade and the bus drops me off at the bottom of our steep driveway. Jamie waits for me at the top. She has forgotten her house key in her locker at school.
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
There is ice and snow on the ground, and it will be dark soon. She holds my hand to walk through a patch of woods to the neighbor’s house to use their phone to call Papa.
III
It’s brown powder with tap water sitting in a plastic cap. I don’t know what I expected, but I guess not that. I thought poison would look more alchemic, like a simmering cauldron of black ink.
Jamie...
#addiction
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#family
#sister
118 reads
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oldmanG
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 7:04am
12th Jan 2025 7:04am
Great Day
She had a great day
She had a great day
She didn’t have to stay
My sister has a black spot
The thing we wish we ain’t got
Hers is in her head
Ours is what we truly dread
She had a great day
Told her she didn’t have to stay
She had a great day
She didn’t have to stay
The dread of our own span
And she can’t stand strong
It was her party day and
She can’t play…
Even on her Day…Her own Day
She had a great day
Told her she didn’t have to stay
She had a really great day ...
She had a great day
She didn’t have to stay
My sister has a black spot
The thing we wish we ain’t got
Hers is in her head
Ours is what we truly dread
She had a great day
Told her she didn’t have to stay
She had a great day
She didn’t have to stay
The dread of our own span
And she can’t stand strong
It was her party day and
She can’t play…
Even on her Day…Her own Day
She had a great day
Told her she didn’t have to stay
She had a really great day ...
#cancer
#family
#love #sister
#love #sister
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 9:09am
6th Jan 2025 9:09am
Secrets - Disagreement
What's up?' Mel says as I make a start of the supper. 'Is it about that bloke downstairs offering to teach Robert the harmonica?'
She's chosen her moment well. Robert's in the shower. 'Well,' I say. 'You saw how he was with Freddy.'
'He was just intrigued, that's all.'
'Yeah, I know. But I'm his dad.'
'Yes, and you’re a good dad.'
'Really?'
'Course you are.'
'Look, he doesn't speak to me. He blanks me all the time.'
'Me too,' Mel says. 'Listen, I've been thinking about it a lot...
She's chosen her moment well. Robert's in the shower. 'Well,' I say. 'You saw how he was with Freddy.'
'He was just intrigued, that's all.'
'Yeah, I know. But I'm his dad.'
'Yes, and you’re a good dad.'
'Really?'
'Course you are.'
'Look, he doesn't speak to me. He blanks me all the time.'
'Me too,' Mel says. 'Listen, I've been thinking about it a lot...
#childhood
#family
#memories
61 reads
3 Comments
jenny_way
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 3:53pm
5th Jan 2025 3:53pm
I’ve never thought…
I’ve never thought I’d be put in that place
Was laughing at first, but realized then
Even when I cried, I couldn’t believe
I wish this all has been a dim dream
I believed I was wrong
Like the problem is me
But now I know
That it all has been you
You’re the one who blamed others for your mistakes
And don’t you dare to do that again
Who knows what will be further, we’ll see
Splitting up or living the same
But stop , is it plus 1 now
Or minus , in my family ?
Was laughing at first, but realized then
Even when I cried, I couldn’t believe
I wish this all has been a dim dream
I believed I was wrong
Like the problem is me
But now I know
That it all has been you
You’re the one who blamed others for your mistakes
And don’t you dare to do that again
Who knows what will be further, we’ll see
Splitting up or living the same
But stop , is it plus 1 now
Or minus , in my family ?
#family
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QuietlyOutspoken
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:21pm
4th Jan 2025 11:21pm
Unconscious Pleasure
Verse
I’m still not old enough to go inside
And I remember waiting by the door
Smoking a pink lollipop
Every time we drive by
I don’t remember when it changed
From reaching for the clouds
To crying in the rain
Pre-chorus
Everyone thinks you’re a narcissist
A sinkhole straight into the abyss
Chorus
Her head is still bleeding
The doors are still locked
You never know when to stop
It’s just another accident
They’ll never guess what happened
And you’ll never feel anything but sweet satisfaction...
I’m still not old enough to go inside
And I remember waiting by the door
Smoking a pink lollipop
Every time we drive by
I don’t remember when it changed
From reaching for the clouds
To crying in the rain
Pre-chorus
Everyone thinks you’re a narcissist
A sinkhole straight into the abyss
Chorus
Her head is still bleeding
The doors are still locked
You never know when to stop
It’s just another accident
They’ll never guess what happened
And you’ll never feel anything but sweet satisfaction...
#abuse
#family
#fear
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