Submissions by Devilish
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I release my demons through writing. I am shameless, raw and uncut! Every letter to word is my own, good or bad... AND MY SHIT IS HIGHLY FUCKING OFFENSIVE!!! SO enter at your OWN risk.. PARENTAL supervision is required!!!
Cum .. Sit oN my face. .
now..
what can i rhyme
with ass
cause
that IS
what i ate last night
i mean
there was
no hesitation
as he
fed his starvation
using my tongue
tell me
how deep is your love..
i feel violated
while you're
captivated
in
assaulting my senses
and
here i thought
kiddy porn was offensive
damn..
come sit on my face
takes
last place
in the distaste department..
now you wanna kiss
swap spit
too
...
what can i rhyme
with ass
cause
that IS
what i ate last night
i mean
there was
no hesitation
as he
fed his starvation
using my tongue
tell me
how deep is your love..
i feel violated
while you're
captivated
in
assaulting my senses
and
here i thought
kiddy porn was offensive
damn..
come sit on my face
takes
last place
in the distaste department..
now you wanna kiss
swap spit
too
...
280 reads
8 Comments
a starvation fit.. for a sick Queen
stay the night
let
me
confess
can i?
will you
take my fixation
to
feed me
salvation
a starvation fit
for a sick
queen..
shall i
set the scene...
late night
dim light
prepare yourself
i tend to bite
then pretend
i wanna fight
blind fold
choke hold
keeps me
from screaming "No"
wet lips
death grip
blood drips
for
a pleasure trip
perfect fit
...
let
me
confess
can i?
will you
take my fixation
to
feed me
salvation
a starvation fit
for a sick
queen..
shall i
set the scene...
late night
dim light
prepare yourself
i tend to bite
then pretend
i wanna fight
blind fold
choke hold
keeps me
from screaming "No"
wet lips
death grip
blood drips
for
a pleasure trip
perfect fit
...
247 reads
5 Comments
My ruBber Jacket.. reads...
176 reads
4 Comments
"shhh baby" ... Be still ...
it was
the middle of the night
that i
slid inside
then whispered
to my
tied up bride
"shhhhh baby
be still"
let me pacify
as you're crucified
in a
beautified postition
while i
finger a feel
of fixation
a vane violation
with
motivation
led by lust
dust
to
dust
ravaged in rough
cuffed
have you
had enough
n
e
v
e
r
.
.
.
and
them eyes stay
open wide
as you...
the middle of the night
that i
slid inside
then whispered
to my
tied up bride
"shhhhh baby
be still"
let me pacify
as you're crucified
in a
beautified postition
while i
finger a feel
of fixation
a vane violation
with
motivation
led by lust
dust
to
dust
ravaged in rough
cuffed
have you
had enough
n
e
v
e
r
.
.
.
and
them eyes stay
open wide
as you...
542 reads
8 Comments
Momma will draw them a ...
698 reads
19 Comments
ASs .. to Mouth ..
688 reads
7 Comments
well yes Sam. i am..
my momma said
"there's too many
evil spirits in her house"
really? .. WoW! ..
wonder where they
came from
couldn't of been
from all the men
you let
tuck me in at night..
so you could
stay high.
forgiveness is a sickness
that won't heal
so i
chase that drug
to feel the love
you felt
day after day
night into nights
that chemical bite..
hasn't hit me yet
not hard enough
to trade my child for
at four
"my daughter is a...
"there's too many
evil spirits in her house"
really? .. WoW! ..
wonder where they
came from
couldn't of been
from all the men
you let
tuck me in at night..
so you could
stay high.
forgiveness is a sickness
that won't heal
so i
chase that drug
to feel the love
you felt
day after day
night into nights
that chemical bite..
hasn't hit me yet
not hard enough
to trade my child for
at four
"my daughter is a...
167 reads
8 Comments
whisper my worth...
How sweet
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed ...
the scent
of your
spell.
heavenly
contempt
my
hell
Why
are you nervous
I'm here
at your service
.
.
.
.
.
so
just
breathe..
while I
grieve
my label
relieve
your unstable
disabled
dinner for two
it's the
younger
you hunger
my
torment
in slumber
outnumbers
the fault
in need
So I
gift your greed ...
211 reads
4 Comments
She's a cold habit..
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
375 reads
16 Comments
"pieces" .. for the wolVes
There's a taste
in betrayal
that
holds desire hostage
cleaning the clinical MonSter...
only to release
the rest of
what's left
in pieces..
for the wolves
yet
they find them foul
and
would rather go hungry
then pretend me a paradise
fit
for
flowers
in
a
pretty crematory castle
watching
and
while the wind blows
you can
hear the windows
cry in
iron 'n' ill clad
"let's promise we'd never ...
in betrayal
that
holds desire hostage
cleaning the clinical MonSter...
only to release
the rest of
what's left
in pieces..
for the wolves
yet
they find them foul
and
would rather go hungry
then pretend me a paradise
fit
for
flowers
in
a
pretty crematory castle
watching
and
while the wind blows
you can
hear the windows
cry in
iron 'n' ill clad
"let's promise we'd never ...
202 reads
9 Comments
"your such a good girl"
435 reads
8 Comments
Covered love..less.
Shhhh..
take a minute
to listen
it's faint
sorta like
a whisper
can you hear it
there's a child
crying
in the distance
just out of reach
a
futile existence
without the assistance
of its mother
Covered.. love.less
born to perform
in the chior
of
quiet angels
humming in hope
choked
by fairytales
I
wish I could
read her a story
calmly
comb her hair back
gently...
take a minute
to listen
it's faint
sorta like
a whisper
can you hear it
there's a child
crying
in the distance
just out of reach
a
futile existence
without the assistance
of its mother
Covered.. love.less
born to perform
in the chior
of
quiet angels
humming in hope
choked
by fairytales
I
wish I could
read her a story
calmly
comb her hair back
gently...
274 reads
22 Comments
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