Hemel Hempstead    1964 -   
Poet and short story writer. My short stories are mainly horror.
I was attacked in 1997 and my left leg badly burnt which led me to begin writing poetry as a means of therapeutic healing.
I am the last person who admits if I am any good, I just write and to me it is the readers who enjoy what I do that make it worth while.
Thank you for all those who come to read my efforts and with so many excellent poets here it makes it all worth while.

Chris

I have also been experimenting with YouTube from 2014. I have a handful of poems on there. Most Popular seems to be Goldfish Dreams (Chris Smith is the name on there but search for Goldfish Dreams and I'm easier to find).

www.facebook.com/welshpoetcs2.

I am also on Twitter as welshpoetcs and on Tumblr as Darkpoetsoul.

I have been using Hello Poetry since 2009.
I also use www.apolloblessed.ning.com.

If you would like a collaboration poem I'm quite happy.
Poet and short story writer. My short stories are mainly horror.
I was attacked in 1997 and my left leg badly burnt which led me to begin writing poetry as a means of therapeutic healing.
I am the last person who admits if I am any good, I just write and to me it is the readers who enjoy what I do that make it worth while.
Thank you for all those who come to read my efforts and with so many excellent poets here it makes it all worth while.

Chris

I have also been experimenting with YouTube from 2014. I have a handful of poems on there. Most Popular seems to be Goldfish Dreams (Chris Smith is the name on there but search for Goldfish Dreams and I'm easier to find).

www.facebook.com/welshpoetcs2.

I am also on Twitter as welshpoetcs and on Tumblr as Darkpoetsoul.

I have been using Hello Poetry since 2009.
I also use www.apolloblessed.ning.com.

If you would like a collaboration poem I'm quite happy.

I was so proud
Following Cupid
The greatest Cherub
Gifting all of mankind
With the power of love

Aiming the arrows
Dipped in that emotion
Where two fall together
Giving their precious hearts
To be with one another

We never leave anyone out
Be it man loving woman
Man in love with man
Woman falling for woman
Need be, even man and sheep

But I tried to stop war once
Shooting arrows at Presidents
Hoping two men of power
Could bring the love of peace
To a world deeply in need

They had to assassinate them
Put two more warmongers in charge
So once again I tried
Once more they were assassinated
So I hung up my bow and arrow

You see, never blame the Presidents
Because they are only puppets
On strings, led by power mad Generals
Using war to make a profit
But also preventing true love

Copyright © Chris Smith 2012
#irony  
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Jun 18      Jun 18

Pink sun sets on a hidden beach
An orange glow just out of reach
Rainbows ending in vibrant tomorrow
As purple birds, flying to follow
Dolphins sing in golden crested seas
Inner being growing higher than trees
So many visions that are coming true
Each one is paradise next to you

Copyright © Chris Smith 2015
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul
Jun 15      Jun 15

I want you, I feel this heat
Craving the surrender of you
Burning up with darkest desire
Your body heat next to mine
The taste of your ruby lips

Giving together, until morning comes
Because this very night belongs to us
I feel your bite, the lust as you drink
Touch of your skin, that cold embrace
This need we feel can never be quenched

I see the glow, burning deep in your eyes
Tasting me now, the very edge of ecstasy
Your body shivers from wanting me
Together, one with the shadows of night
I belong to you for you now belong to me

Copyright © Chris Smith 2009
#lust   #gothic   #vampire  
  Reposted by Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul  ·  Jun 11
Helen
Helen
Jun 11      Jun 11

She whispered to her husband with a little unease
They want to remove these but without them I might no longer be able to please...

Let them take them!
You're not just your breasts,
You're not just your beautiful eyes
I wouldn't care if you'd been plucked blind!
You're not just a pair of luscious legs
that hold up that beautiful peach of an arse
You're the very air that I breathe
and every beat of my heart
I don't care if you don't have a thing on your chest
I only care, that without you near
I would follow you into eternal rest
Please let them take them
I'm not interested in anything
that doesn't have you to support them


His gaze started at her pretty pink toenails and travelled leisurely up her calves, his hands followed his eyes, to her knees and paused halfway up.
His hands skimmed her rounded belly where their three children began their life then traced her tiger scars onto her rib cage but his eyes were on hers, glittering like stars.
He ghosted up her torso and rested a trembling hand on her pulse
He whispered gently, against her lips

This is what I want to feel the most!

Oh, give your body now to me
Blessing it with extreme ecstasy
Setting free what you hold inside
Each desire, each need you hide
Sexual craving to my hard touch
Sensual needing, wanting too much
Inner thoughts of a fetish like mind
Obsession of both, one of a kind
Now uncontrollable bodies together

Copyright © Chris Smith 2015
  Reposted by Chris Smith Dark Poet Soul  ·  Jun 7
Phantom Byron Lorde
Phantom Byron Lorde
Jun 6      Jun 7

I saw your liquid thoughts
The wicked lesson taught
As your cruel mind plays
Inside with wicked ways
As you ignored my pleas
Drowning in a million seas

I listened to your cold voice
Hearing I had no other choice
And I fell from a higher place
Burnt with the memory of your face
As you ignored my pleas
Drowning in a million seas

There are little things
With tremendous importance
Hidden in this world

Copyright © Chris Smith 2015
#575  
 
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