Popular Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
23rd May 2019 1:46pm
23rd May 2019 1:46pm
Lost
If only I found the curve in your smile, then I would've known what I’d been missing.
I was lost then, even more so now, and I’m OK with getting lost all by myself so please don’t rely upon me to reach out to you, particularly if you’re unable to break the ice.
I’m not an icebreaker kind of girl.
Fuck. I’m an introvert that’s only extroverted around people I know, and that reminds me, I need to learn to live again.
Though, my plan is to be debt free and get rid of all my possessions, and gift my gypsy soul to foreign places,...
I was lost then, even more so now, and I’m OK with getting lost all by myself so please don’t rely upon me to reach out to you, particularly if you’re unable to break the ice.
I’m not an icebreaker kind of girl.
Fuck. I’m an introvert that’s only extroverted around people I know, and that reminds me, I need to learn to live again.
Though, my plan is to be debt free and get rid of all my possessions, and gift my gypsy soul to foreign places,...
#myself
83 reads
9 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
17th May 2019 8:50am
17th May 2019 8:50am
Nascent
I memorised the way in which you touched my flesh, tapping away like braille as if you were blind to the way our flesh spoke to one another. Coasting upon the axis of your pole until the pulsations within gripped you - tightly, reflecting the beating of my heart as we clung to one another in the rawness of our own kind of divinity, on the cusp of Winter equinox.
Arched, and morphing into one another as you drill me hard to drive home your point pertaining to my sense of belonging, when the wondering hands of others upon my flesh invaded your sanity, typified by absence as the...
Arched, and morphing into one another as you drill me hard to drive home your point pertaining to my sense of belonging, when the wondering hands of others upon my flesh invaded your sanity, typified by absence as the...
#lover
67 reads
9 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
18th May 2019 1:49am
18th May 2019 1:49am
Apple Pie
I wonder what its like to deep dive within the layers that exist behind those piercing blue eyes, just so I might know the places in which your pain is derived to enable me to seal those wounds, and gently blow kisses upon them to mitigate the escalation of the ache that might exist when something triggers your memory centre.
You invade my waking hours and the hint of anticipation emerges as I entertain myself with you several times a day whilst going about my business, daydreaming about the memory of you and you tiptoe across my heart leaving me undone from the emergence of...
You invade my waking hours and the hint of anticipation emerges as I entertain myself with you several times a day whilst going about my business, daydreaming about the memory of you and you tiptoe across my heart leaving me undone from the emergence of...
#LifeChangingMoment
89 reads
6 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
19th May 2019 3:09pm
19th May 2019 3:09pm
Stalking 101
Gosh. It takes everything within me not to click on that little blue button, and just say...
“hello... how are ?”
I see no photographs of a wife or children, just you and your brothers, and your beloved fur baby.
So. I make myself at home on your landing page, just like an old buddy would, and I gaze upon your gorgeous face framed with glasses, and listen to those snippets of the songs; which tells me you remember.
You’re even better to gaze upon now than what you were 20 years ago; just like timeless aged vintage, and I get...
“hello... how are ?”
I see no photographs of a wife or children, just you and your brothers, and your beloved fur baby.
So. I make myself at home on your landing page, just like an old buddy would, and I gaze upon your gorgeous face framed with glasses, and listen to those snippets of the songs; which tells me you remember.
You’re even better to gaze upon now than what you were 20 years ago; just like timeless aged vintage, and I get...
#love
#crush
94 reads
9 Comments
HowlingWhelms
Noire
Noire
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 5:16am
7th Jun 2019 5:16am
Mental'space
if i undress'd for you,
my decorum will display
tears streaking across skin;
a colour palette of
neuro'aches pulsing beneath
your observance
telling all kept secrets in
which years has shared with
me.. .
my decorum will display
tears streaking across skin;
a colour palette of
neuro'aches pulsing beneath
your observance
telling all kept secrets in
which years has shared with
me.. .
#anxiety
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#sensual
#StreamOfConsciousness
94 reads
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
26th May 2019 7:43pm
26th May 2019 7:43pm
Love, is a verb...
Love, can be found in soft spoken words that speak of the unspoken tenderness that lingers within my heart as they nestle themselves towards your unspoken truths, just waiting for the right time for us share ourselves with one another, in person.
Yes, ritualistic sex is important in a relationship to maintain longevity but it’s not the end all and be all when you seek care, love, companionship, healing, compassion, understanding, truth, support, and commitment.
What will happen to each of us when our bodies no longer support that function in 30 or 40...
Yes, ritualistic sex is important in a relationship to maintain longevity but it’s not the end all and be all when you seek care, love, companionship, healing, compassion, understanding, truth, support, and commitment.
What will happen to each of us when our bodies no longer support that function in 30 or 40...
#love
95 reads
5 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
22nd May 2019 6:14pm
22nd May 2019 6:14pm
Bound
He felt like forever, and depicted heaven as he made me chase him to hell and back as he carved his nodated sexuality in the depths of me whilst I kissed his pride, and unseen wounds, whilst blowing kisses to him upon a gentle breeze, hoping they’d find his fractured heart & soul.
Nurturing and nourishing our beings, and there’s no time to wallow in regret for things that cannot be changed or undone, and the lessons lie in acknowledging those things that happened, and not making the same mistakes again.
His words compel me, and I can’t help but cherish...
Nurturing and nourishing our beings, and there’s no time to wallow in regret for things that cannot be changed or undone, and the lessons lie in acknowledging those things that happened, and not making the same mistakes again.
His words compel me, and I can’t help but cherish...
#lover
76 reads
6 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 5:23am
14th Jun 2019 5:23am
He has a heart that can’t be PM’d upon a template of divergence...
We're both a little less tolerant of the blatant head fuckery but we persevere with one another because we're fond of the way we starve one another, particularly at times when we need to nourish and nurture our being, upon one another.
These days are not for wasting unless I'm wasting away in the monogamous cellar of your fermented polyamory hatred, and you grin painfully yet devilishly at the thought of watching another man fuck me; not gently and lovingly, but brutally.
A well hung man that leaves me split wide, and squirting gushingly as he ravishes me...
These days are not for wasting unless I'm wasting away in the monogamous cellar of your fermented polyamory hatred, and you grin painfully yet devilishly at the thought of watching another man fuck me; not gently and lovingly, but brutally.
A well hung man that leaves me split wide, and squirting gushingly as he ravishes me...
#love
67 reads
6 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
8th Jun 2019 6:30pm
8th Jun 2019 6:30pm
You can’t love abusive men that treat you like shit because they’re incompetent at steering a ship !
The city never sleeps; particularly as I ponder the way my mind races when I should be tucked away in bed instead of indulging in chocolate & apple crumble ice cream with a flat white at 3am on a Sunday morning.
I feel awkward staying home alone, particularly at night, and my thoughts gravitate to distant dry & desolate places with ochre hues as I sit here savouring my ice cream & coffee whilst listening to music, and watching people come and go; because I’m a bit of a weirdo like that.
Sighs.
I don’t know why I continue...
I feel awkward staying home alone, particularly at night, and my thoughts gravitate to distant dry & desolate places with ochre hues as I sit here savouring my ice cream & coffee whilst listening to music, and watching people come and go; because I’m a bit of a weirdo like that.
Sighs.
I don’t know why I continue...
#SelfReflection
69 reads
7 Comments
SkyeCebh
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
Not anymore.
I Think my Time is Broken, Wingless.
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#abuse
#hurt
58 reads
11 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
20th May 2019 5:57am
20th May 2019 5:57am
Lunchbox Ponderings
I wonder if we'll find ourselves in the slow dance of love as we shift towards orchestrating and choreographing our own brand whilst navigating our way through negotiating the perimeters in which our bond will be built upon for it is foolish to make the same mistake again when neither of us spoke up about those things, once upon a time as we both played with fire & ice, melting into one another for a brief moment in time.
I’m capable of discerning that we’ll need to consider how this actually unfolds, and how strategic we'll have to be to deter us from facing a severance, and...
I’m capable of discerning that we’ll need to consider how this actually unfolds, and how strategic we'll have to be to deter us from facing a severance, and...
#love
#identity
#dreams
57 reads
5 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 11:24am
2nd Jun 2019 11:24am
Actions, speak louder than words...
If you have no intention with me, then please, sit the fuck down because you’re blocking the traffic that’s queued up behind you !
I don’t want words on a screen. I want you in my bed, and in my head after you have to go home. I want your soft whispers of reassurance after we’ve spent hours pleasuring one another, perhaps for days on end as we move beyond the clandestine.
Sighs.
If you wanted me, it wasn’t ever evident when reflecting upon the lack of opportunity to say “hello... how are you ?” or “hello... do you remember me ?”
or
...
I don’t want words on a screen. I want you in my bed, and in my head after you have to go home. I want your soft whispers of reassurance after we’ve spent hours pleasuring one another, perhaps for days on end as we move beyond the clandestine.
Sighs.
If you wanted me, it wasn’t ever evident when reflecting upon the lack of opportunity to say “hello... how are you ?” or “hello... do you remember me ?”
or
...
#anxiety
#love
#regret
#conflict
#disappointment
67 reads
4 Comments
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