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Damocles Jun 12
The gold in my crown is covered in black
As it drips down over my eyes
In the distance I can hear the sound of their cries
They’re calling for me in impatient patterns
Scattered in feathers,
I’m slathered in shadows
Murky waters up to my knees
As the black is covering me.

Can you hear them?

The black it coats over my skin,
Chocolate over vanilla limbs
Tar painting the ivory of bone
As I sink into the night alone,
Out in the distance I can hear their cries
Impatient as their feathers fly,
Drowning into the sea of shadow

Can you hear them?

Out of the fog,
Into the rain,
Black as the night
Comes clinging to my frame
The ****** cries.

On the sinking night,
I can see their faces
Calling me as we flee
Into the sinking night.

Can you hear them?

Caw-aww
Depression be a mfer
Damocles Jun 11
I hover over this space,
A cliffside from a peak of happy
Knowing the roller coaster tracks led me
And there’s only the drop-down
Facing back with a gradual distaste,
Knowing time can’t turn back
As quickly as it’s spent,

I want to levitate.
Float here forever,
Be as still as Everest
Bury my head in snow-capped weather
Freeze this moment so it doesn’t spoil
Keep it still so I won’t chase it -
As quickly as it’s spent.

Don’t let the wind sigh,
Don’t let the cool fingertips of a breeze
Push upon my shoulders,
I’m clumsy, and easily led Into the fall.

Painted in black as the abyss calls
Running through my light
Choking aura, bludgeoning happy
I want to stay right here,
Hovering, gently spinning
Reliving the feeling left upon my lips,
Silky, soft, sweet and succulent
Taste it again, as quickly as it’s spent.
For all those who have good runs only for something to plummet you back down to the ground. Keep getting up, and keep chasing those moments!
Damocles Jun 11
Purple neon on my shoulders,
Blue catching on my knees,
I’m looking for something to cure my craving
And I know that it cannot be me.

Bend me over,
Tell me that you see me,
Know that when it’s over
I’ll want you even when I’m sober.

Purple haze dancing in my mind
Blue skies over the skyline
I’m high with a need for a taste.

Won’t you come and take it,
Won’t you make me beg for more?
I’m trying to feel the warmth
Of someone who can lift me higher
Then I can touch the ceiling
Push me into a corner
Don’t let me forget this feeling.

Purple neon on my shoulders
Blue catching my knees,
Open mouth begging, please
Won’t you show me heaven,
One sinful act at a time?

Tell me do you see me,
Am I still a man to you,
Is this worth the trouble,
Silent my troubled mind
Bathe me in purple and blue,
Tell me I belong,
Are you mine?

Purple haze dancing in my mind
Blue skies over the skyline,
I’m high with a need for a taste.

Bi like cotton candy,
Sweeter than taffy lace
Harder than jawbreaker,
Alive in me I embrace.
i'm unashamed. i am more than masculine. I am Bi and proud. Happy Pride month loves.
  Jun 11 Damocles
Travis Green
He was sheer cocked-up heaven
Thick, veined, and born
To rock my world to the core
He had the most treasured
Slithering snake I had ever seen

It was impressive poetry
To marvel at for days
I was lost in the orbit
Of his girthy, spectacular rod of pleasure
Forgot my name the more he tamed
My rainbow domain
With his gangbuster treasure

A masterpiece of hypnotic force
That conquered my gayness
That stretched into outer worlds
Further than eternity
Making my mouth water
Leaving me breathless
Obsessed with his mantasticness

I surrendered to his seamless, relentless length
Drowning in awe of his awesome sauce
He was an immeasurable work
Of delectable art made to be worshipped
And stroked forever and a day
I was entranced, deeply taken
By his breathtaking masculinity
Swept away by it all
Damocles Jun 11
The tide relentlessly steals from the shoreline,
Leaving me here, sun-dried with Eden’s vines,
Yearning for a day when I’ll be called into the ether,
Deeper into the abyss of my own death,
A tombstone for my ego.

The tide repeats,
Tearing into the sands and erasing the tracks that led me back to this home,
Destined to collapse like a lung when truth punctured like a spear,
Deflating my dreams in a sigh that echoes across the horizons.
I drown in shallow waters,
Floating face down,
searching for my ego.

Deeper I fall into sacred waters,
Shrouded in darker blues that color me in nothingness,
Allowing me to start over.
Bioluminescent coral leads me to a corridor I’ll spiral into,
Bathing infinitely in my own shadows,
Halting eclipses while redefining my ego.

Love could have been a salve,
A life raft to lift me from this hell,
A distraction if only you knew me well.
But I can’t control myself,
Lost in a night loop,
Playing the same songs,
Caught on this **** raft,
Tied like a martyr until the tide comes and it takes what it wants.

Further down in the depths,
Sacred lullabies sing me off.
I only wanted to save you from yourself,
But as the sleep washes over,
I’ll search forever in my dreams.
Ever feel like you’re drowning?
It's not that I'm needy
Nor is it because I'm bored
It's just the ineffable fact
That life's a little grayer
Without you
  Jun 10 Damocles
Kalliope
I think you're beautiful
From your soul to your toes
And though you don't like it,
I love your big nose
I think you're pretty,
stealing glances at me
My cheeks will get rosy but
I'll pretend I don't see
I think you're handsome,
with the strength that you carry,
a light as bright as yours,
takes a lot of effort to bury
I think you're beautiful when you feel that you are not,
seeing you smile- I loved that alot
I think you're gorgeous,
a compassionate man,
dealt lackluster cards yet
creating the upper hand
I think you're beautiful
In all that you do,
And when I picture future me?
She's sitting right next to future you.
Words unsaid can't haunt me if I say them and stop worrying about the outcome
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