#lair
I thought you were the one....
and now all I can think about is how our love went so wrong
why can't I just leave this all behind?
all those times you told me you loved me
I felt such a passion inside.
something made me week as I talked in my sleep
god, I was falling so deep
when you told me you loved me I believed you
Your lips dripped with such beautiful lies
it will take me the rest of my life to get over this dream.
you told me you felt so complete....
I guess that's why I thought you were the one.
Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
She stays in her sacred lair,
with the miles of skin hidden from the stare,
as her words fill up the void of peace
while they have their timely feast
of the untold tales of despair,
that erupt from tounges with much flair.
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 9:59 AM UTC
are you going to talk to me.
-until you have something to offer
when will i be enough
-once you get exciting.
why wont you leave me.
-because you wont let me
Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 11:23 PM UTC
At Once
by Michael R. Burch
Though she was fair,
though she sent me the epistle of her love at once
and inscribed therein love’s antique prayer,
I did not love her at once.
Though she would dare
pain’s pale, clinging shadows, to approach me at once,
the dark, haggard keeper of the lair,
I did not love her at once.
Though she would share
the all of her being, to heal me at once,
yet more than her touch I was unable bear.
I did not love her at once.
And yet she would care,
and pour out her essence ...
and yet—there was more!
I awoke from long darkness,
and yet—she was there.
I loved her the longer;
I loved her the more
because I did not love her at once.
Published by The Lyric, Romantics Quarterly and Grassroots Poetry. Keywords/Tags: Epistle, love, antique, prayer, pain, shadows, lair, touch, heal, healing, share, sharing, companionship
Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 11:38 PM UTC
Take and use my body
As I ride the wave of your lust
I won’t deny you my pleasure
Even though to you I’m just a rush
I understand you don’t want anything serious
You just want me to be your boy toy
Listen I’m not one to judge
You’re just tired of the frustration
You’ve been a lady for years
Now you want ****** gratification
When you’re done you can tell me to leave
I’m fine with that arrangement
I won’t sit around expecting a phone call
I’m not gonna ruin your boyfriends relation
You can go on with your life
Marry the man give him your heart
He’s the rest of your future
I’m the man of your fantasies
He can fulfill your hopes
But you know I consume your dreams.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 11:43 PM UTC
Caught in the spell of my Vampire Girl
Totally smitten with this one
dangerous kitten
Calls me again to the shadows
Down these familiar backstreets to her
lair
Like some strange compelling music I
must follow
I have no choice but to obey.
Zombie slave to her voodoo woman
Can't escape, can't extricate myself
From this tangled web she's woven,
Her voice in my head, it tolls like a bell
imperious, commanding!
That face in my mind, its dark visage
Her outstretched cup, her sweet sweet
poison.
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
You do not
****** me,
high as hell,
give me a bunk apology,
and six months later
turn around and change the facts.
Cause they're ******* facts!
I was there,
with your unwelcomed touch.
He walked in to my rescue,
while you dry ******
fantasies
on my couch. (burn it)
You
are
dead
to
me.
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
If the man in the mirror wasn't always first, then maybe loving you wouldn't have to hurt.
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 5:44 PM UTC
Trapped behind these lies.
living in my world of deception.
Silence screams, ears bleed
Muffled sobs
Be who you are.
But I hate who I am
I am not good enough.
But you are enough she weeps.
Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 3:00 PM UTC
If you see me in the street, just smile,
Then walk away.
You’ll wonder why I fail to speak,
The reason, I don’t care!
You see, when you, were in my life,
I offered part of me
But you had narcissistic traits
So now, you cease to be!
GGx
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 4:25 AM UTC
It's been too long,
too long since I've felt
a thing
feelings seem to last
forever
so everlong, but fade
like a dream.
It's harsh out here,
summer seems to
never end,
yet snow is all that's in
my mind,
the fading fire -
my only friend.
A rainy sound,
softly - from outside
it came
it's summer, so I ask
myself
why does it always have
to rain?
It's been too long,
the time I've spent in this
lair,
so harsh out here, don't
you know?
So harsh, but you never
cared...
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 8:42 AM UTC
Lust For Life Vampire Love - Poem
(Part 1)
At dusk I heard a meadowlark
then saw you lurking in the dark.
I turned to dash and tried to flee
and failed to utter one last plea.
With piercing eyes you mesmerized
transfixed I lay there hypnotized
enraptured by the spell you cast
flashed images of life that passed.
You tasted blood and I outgrew
my need to live the life I knew.
As I lay limp my life force waned
while faint my heart the blood soon drained.
Confined to darkness of the night
I wander without feeling light.
You claim your thirst did justify
your lust for life was reason why
You took my life to be as one
then vanished like the setting sun.
I have no life and feel no pain
without a heart to love again.
What You Did Cannot Be Undone - Poem
(Part 2)
Alone I am now cursed to roam
What you did cannot be undone
I can not hope to have a home
or gaze upon the rising sun
You rashly chose to trade your life
for death not immortality
Still now I see your blood lust rife
as when you took the life from me
You say you cannot ever die
but fail to see you do not live
Your life through death is but a lie
That blinds you to the truth I give
Life is too short to care so much
for one that only hunts to ****
And though my heart you cannot touch
The memories may linger still
You thought that I should be as you
but I will not your folly make
to live your lie and think it true
so through my heart I drive a stake.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 1:34 PM UTC
fire-fire,
lair-lair
can't see
where this heat ends
or where it originally begins
following fashion
but giving up on trends
art is a concept
and there is nothing left of my personality to defend
strictly forbidden
the rules i tend to bend
you impress my heart
i am your friend
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
Pain and sadness
They were best friend
Always like to play with my feelings
Till the time they became inseparable
Happiness was jealous
Cause after sadness came
Pain was her best friend
They always laugh till it hurts
But now happiness is tired of felling alone
So she tells pain how she fell about
She thinks he will care because they use to best friends
And he cares but just a little no the way she would want to
So pain tell sadness about happiness and what happened
So sadness get so mad and so sad
That she became into depression
And need pain to survive
So pain stay with her
Leaving happiness alone
Ones again
So she decided to leave
Even when I told her that I need her
That she can't leave me just with depression and pain
But she just don't care because she was broken, so she did to me the same pain did to her
And she leave me alone
I will never get happiness back
I will never be happy again
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC
Sitting in the aftermath
Of shattered dreams on broken skin
Left to wonder how
Realizing we are all capable of unmentionables
Steeped in regret
Begging forgiveness
Accidents are accidents
Still, there is no forgiveness
Self-affirming the negative
Unintended consequences
Alter perceptions
Who are these people
Who, then, have I become
Though, that who feels more like a what
And the demons laugh
As they frolic in the real world
Let them run free
Let them dance
Who I was
Will hide in their dungeon
For it is safer in there than out here
Yes, it is much safer
And there is no one
To say differently
Punish the guilty
Punish the guilty
Punish the guilty
Who needs proof
What is proof
It was only an accident
Unintentional circumstances
Affirm nightmares
No one will find me in here
Safe in the lair of the beasts who bore me
Alone inside my head
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
Beneath the world of expectation
above the Hells of Satan’s lair
a body lies in mortification
and no one knows that it is there.
A ****** on a frosty evening
of lovely girl with sprightly nature
who’s only sin was of receiving
with evils own collaborator.
Innocence was wholly shattered,
deflowered just for being there,
her body beaten and so battered
and left there dead with just her stare.
Terrified, transfixed, still staring
in that direction from where it came.
A beast so vicious and uncaring,
who treated her with so much shame.
There was no offer of protection,
there was no one to lend a hand.
Just he who caused her such dejection.
Just he who placed her 'neath the land.
This girl of lovely disposition
never had time to say farewell,
was never found by expedition,
just left to rot and left to smell.
She missed a life of exploration
that night he took her life so ill.
Encircled now in forestation
beneath the soil of old land fill.
Her family sought, indeed, still seeking
in hope one day she may be found
and from her grave her soul is speaking
to all who walk above the ground.
One day she may receive response
by someone sensitive to call
someone who walks with such a nuance
that she may indeed perhaps enthral.
But until that time she lies beneath,
between the World and Satan’s lair.
Waiting for that one relief,
that all should know and all might care.
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC