These words
Are such a limp expression
Of the rage
You’ve evoked
Within me
You cannot fathom
The pain I could induce
Were I to yield
The full weight of my mind
Upon the sole task
Of destroying yours
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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If I could just
Monetize my pain
I’d be able
To exist
In this world
As myself
Until then
All I can offer you
Are these
Few
Words
Of myself
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Those few words
Gave voice
To the silence
I always knew
Was there
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Erotica, R-18+
my muse likes you it seems
she wants to fuck you
with her words
wants to pull from you
all
you have to give
and more
wants to share you
all of you
and watch the world
fall to their knees
with desire
for the woman
that evoked
such raw expression
of ink
across paper
that not one
could put you down
until they were done
and the paper those words were written on
was spoiled by their expressed excitement
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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Erotica, R-18+
I’ll use my words
to prompt and to please,
to play with people
on their knees.
To show
to suggest,
to encourage
to request.
I’ll use my words
to help you see,
what it would mean
to truly play free.
To open
to ask,
to command
to bask.
I’ll use my words,
then I use everything else.
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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Erotica, R-18+
I want to trap you
in the spell
of my words.
Entice you.
Intoxicate you.
Immerse you.
Curse you,
into the excess consumption
of my mind.
Just words on a page?
No.
Not at all.
Not by half.
Visions of an alternate universe.
Glimpses of possibility,
of chance,
of potential.
A window into the shadow
And heaven
And everything in between.
Each word
a spell.
Each poem
a promise.
Each book
a new life.
Yes,
I want to trap you.
Transform you.
Take you places
even your imagination
doesn’t dare venture.
Into the depths of darkness.
Into the heights of heaven.
Mesmerize you
in the moment.
Transfix you
in the turning
of the page.
Please,
take a moment.
Read my words
and tell me,
if I have succeeded?
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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Erotica, R-18+
your words
hold the key
to all
of me
This poem is from the book, Kink, Volume 3.
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I close my eyes.
Where once there was vividness
There is now a vague blur.
Stories and visions intermingle
A kaleidoscope of confusion.
Words and non-words alike
Are spoken and responded to.
The allure of reality is lost,
Replaced by the bliss of the abyss.
The joy of not knowing
Is ever more tempting.
Closing my eyes to avoid it all,
To get to where release was once felt.
But no more.
The avalanche of memory greets me.
I cannot escape the pain inside.
I long to let it go.
To let it all go.
This poem is from the book, ‘Words On A Page’
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Erotica, R-18+
Veiled insults
Read as compliments
Read as flirtation
Arousal
Your words
Degrading me
Beating me down
Picking at my insecurities
Revealing my darkest truths
But
Because they come from you
Because I know your intention
Because of the connection we share
They feel like love
Filling me up
Making me feel safe
Embracing my depravity
Living out my animalistic lust
Encouraging
Allowing
Freeing me
Totally
This poem is from the book, ‘Kink, Volume 2’
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I’m not feeling good today,
All good feelings gone away,
I don’t think I’ve the energy to play,
All I can do is sit and say:
That,
Words flow through my mind in verses, like curses that highlight the evidence for the nurses writing obituaries for those travelling in hearses. The words disperse paragraphs of mental inverses that coerces when it traverses then immerses. It changes and corrupts into mental cutpurses taking it all as it reimburses. The words are a game, a versus, life and death on the field of internal universes.
The worst is, that this verse is, my only respite from the inner curses. When the pen traverses the page it disperses my universes and reimburses, but only while it immerses.
I can feel it ending now,
The brief respite is gone somehow.
What can I do but allow?
Cause the curse has trapped me in this vow.
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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Some days it’s hard to make the words go goodly.
Other days,
The words just flow,
I find ways,
To make them go.
Go goodly,
As they should be,
A verb key,
To eternity.
Deep lines,
Writing to be heard,
Poetry shines,
With perfect words.
Self expression,
Of a self broke
Digging deep,
Truth spoken.
This poem is inspired by the book, ‘How To Write Evocative Poetry’.
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