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I lean towards the evening sun My body feels beloved and warm My arms hold tight the wind's embrace In leaves and blossoms I have raised When flowers dance to breeze's chime In golden dark and crimson shine And night creeps over land and sea As happiness and sunshine flee My petals leave this bloom of me And waltz to my last elegy.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 10:31 AM UTC
Evening Flower
I feel her on my skin Her eyes piercing my walls Her talons scratching my wrists Her lips caressing my neck Her arm is wrapped around me Her hair strangles me Her fangs dig into my soul Her desire engulfing me Her urges rising inside me I am hulled in her sweet bliss Her scent fills my nostrils As I taste my blood And embrace the void I created. And she Leaves me alone. Only to return Tomorrow
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 6:23 AM UTC
Temptress
On a lonely pier at night Thousand lights dance in the distance Me, I'm dimly lit by nothing But a lantern near my side. Bathing in its warmth and glory, I look up to thank my giver- rotten. eyes. stare. back. at. me. dead flames piercing i. freeze i run run run. I feel my body fall off the pier w a t e r I sink into the lake I eyed as my soul flees from my flesh the lantern suffocates its spark and i hear the screaming noises of a thousand burning flames endless choir of countless voices singing 'long the sounds of death And I Remained quiet.
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Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
Lake
Warm waters ripple underneath my feet, Mist softly caresses my surroundings like a fuzzy blanket, Nothing but a warm wrap on a deathbed. I'm flying. The sea beneath my feet freezes as I descend upon it. A catwalk to my judging headsman. I refuse to walk. I fly. Without destination. Without meaning. Until you touched my hand and I turned around.
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 5:21 PM UTC
Ghost
I once had a great friend in my childhood years Back when my world was two blocks wide A wise owl, hulled in a cloak of gray feathers Tainted innocence that once shone like snow. One day, she called me to meet her again, But all that I could find was a dying bird, A being closer to death than life itself. A friend that had only one last wish. To share her conscience. To preserve her knowledge. I foolishly accepted her humble request, Fully aware of the consequences it brought, Foolishly waiting to carry her learnings in me, But shocked to received far more than knowledge. Realization. Realization is a funny thing. For some, it is power or fulfillment. But if ignorance is bliss, Then I have been cursed. I never played much before, Until I was given a blade, Playing the knife game every day, To feel the cool edge inside my skin. It was Exhilarating. Like the sound of breaking bones, Noise that invades my mind, Like a broken record, Screaming out its elegy. I have been smothered. Between the weight of living And the weight of realization. Realization is not a destination. Realization is the end. And beyond that There's no beginning.
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Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 6:18 AM UTC
Wisdom
But my heart is in shards.
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Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 4:53 AM UTC
I am whole
I used to have a puppy, I rang a bell once before I fed him, every day, I knew he loved me even if he bit me every night, Until I couldn't raise him any longer. The puppy grew larger and larger and ate more. More. I rang the bell two times. More. More. Three times. More. More. More. I never rang the bell again. I lost everything and couldn't afford any more food. Then one night I abandoned him. Years later he came back home. A bony old stray dog. He looked at me with puppy eyes and I, I couldn't resist and fed him once more. Just one time before sending him out into the cold again. I held out my hand and he bit off my fingers. A starving animal will always feed. And I had nothing. He ate parts of me. I didn't let him leave. I cut the dog apart. And ate him. I felt alive.
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 8:18 PM UTC
Stray Dog
The moment I saw your face I knew Nothing could ever satisfy my lust for you And fate shall be my guardian angel to never leave your side I knew that every part of me would crave your skin to touch just mine And every inner part of me jealous of those very parts I want to lick, to taste your skin Want everything between my lips I want to feel all of your skin With more than just my fingertips And I know that inside of you will never even please desires I built up over all this time And I know that each part of you on me will never meet my greed To have it all just for myself I want to cut your skin apart and find a shelter in your hull I want to be close to your soul And not just things that carry flesh I want to have you in my blood To flow within in my cramping veins I need to have you in my blood And feel you pump inside my heart I need you to be one with me Not *** not bride, but one dead hull That shelters both our souls within That's all I'll ever ask of you To stay with me forevermore.
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 2:54 PM UTC
Love
Grab a feather                                             Open your soul. Grab some paper                                          Make it your own. And a small feather                                              Shall be a brush, And a small paper                                         Your poems' canvas.
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 5:33 AM UTC
How to be a good poet
As I glare into the sky, Thousand lights shine down on me, Thousand eyes to pierce my veil, Thousand minds to know my tale. I crave your eyes to look at me, The eyes you placed on sun and moon, To fear my deeds, to fear my hunt, To **** all children you have shunned. I want you, God, to watch me close, Through wafts of mist, through wafts of blood, To memorize the blade that cut Through skins and organs of your loves. Before you come, before you close in on me the one who cursed all of your sheep all of their hope i want to see your face once more the mask you wear in minds of priests shatter the lies show me the beast you truly are. i want you to KNEEL come show me god the FEAR you feel come show the god that LIED to us the one who neglects war and LUST WHERE ARE YOU TODAY COME HERE AND PLAY with   ME and TRY TO STOP ME stop me! or i will end this child that prays to. a. false. god. WHO ONLY SWAYS BUT DOES NOTHING BUT WATCH ME WAIL IN PAIN AS I BREAK DOWN AND FAIL i'll carve my name into his back and shove the blade into his head he'll scream and call me monster till. he. bleeds. out. but i know the only monster is Y O U die
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
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