Erotica, R-18+
You be the sinner
and I’ll be the sin,
your shadow will reveal
the darkness hiding within.
Together we’ll explore
every inch of your skin,
just say the word
and let us begin.
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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something innocuous
i’m triggered again
i know
it’s not your fault
despite how it feels
there’s nothing to be done
but leave
alone again
triggered by memory
unwarranted actions
taken against you
in a moment of passion
there was nothing for you to do
but leave
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Take away a man’s hope
and lace him up with dope.
Abuse him as a child
and expose him to the wild.
Show him that God does not exist
and remove all reasons to persist.
Put him under significant pressure
and reveal the joys of cardinal pleasure.
Add to that some mental illness
as fractured minds increase in willingness.
Explain that societal rules are collective fiction
that everyone follows with utmost conviction.
Tell him to observe and play the game
to patiently wait until it’s time to take aim.
Indoctrinate him into an extreme ideology
Explain all injustice through the lens of this philosophy.
Teach him that bad people only get punished in stories
and that in reality they die old, basking in glories.
Finally, give him the ability to read and learn.
Now there’s nothing left to do, but watch the world burn.
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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Looks can be deceiving,
Behind a smile lies darkness,
An illness invisible.
Laughing through sorrow,
Acting through pain,
Lying to survive.
Learning to pretend,
Saying the right words,
Diverting attention.
I’m fine.
I’m just tired.
It’s nothing.
Don’t worry.
I’ve got this.
It’ll pass.
Self imposed exile,
Hiding from the world,
Hiding from myself.
Time to think,
Time to regret.
Time to practice my smile.
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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Bong hit
smoke eyes.
See life
fathers’ eyes.
Different pain
new disguise.
Hot take
fresh lies.
Core aspects
I despise.
Diverted focus
Stoned highs.
Scrying thoughts
child cries.
Look close
perpetual demise.
Broken dreams
sharp knives.
Self-worth
clichéd rhymes.
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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The battle lines are drawn
I turn inwards
They snarl
Bearing teeth
All too big for their mouths
They curse
They cajole
They threaten
They remind me of their brethren
The victors of the last war
The darkness fuels them
My fear fuels them
They surround me
Attacking from behind
Infiltrating my defences
I fall
My mind closes in
All seems lost
But then I remember
I have been here before
I know their tactics
I know their weaknesses
I know their game
Just deception
Just intimidation
I turn and face them
Staring them down
My gaze is illuminating
Golden rays of light
Shatter their advance
I begin the hunt
Snarls turns into shrieks
Shrieks turns into bargaining
Bargaining turns into pleading
Pleading turns into silence
I seek out their dens
I destroy their spawning grounds
I cleanse myself
Total victory
Unconditional surrender
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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