Submissions by Hyacinth
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I feel when I feel it. It may not be a masterpiece,but it's in black and white. That's all that matters.
DARK POEM
Published
25th Oct 2013 3:20pm
25th Oct 2013 3:20pm
I just wonder if . . .
(Entered in the "4 trophies or less" competition)
I just wonder if . . .
I knocked you out cold
And took you some place seccluded
And roughed you up a bit
And taught you a lesson
Would you feel the pain that I felt
When you betrayed me?
I just wonder if . . .
I tied you up on a table
And skinned you alive
Making you feel each cut
Each peel
And the agony
While waiting for your body to shut the pain out
And beheading you when that happens
And having your head on a pyke
Would you feel the...
I just wonder if . . .
I knocked you out cold
And took you some place seccluded
And roughed you up a bit
And taught you a lesson
Would you feel the pain that I felt
When you betrayed me?
I just wonder if . . .
I tied you up on a table
And skinned you alive
Making you feel each cut
Each peel
And the agony
While waiting for your body to shut the pain out
And beheading you when that happens
And having your head on a pyke
Would you feel the...
131 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2013 5:33pm
22nd Oct 2013 5:33pm
Freaky stories: Home alone
weird day
late night
thoughts scattered
almost running over a little girl
who disappeared into thin air
gosh, she needed to relax
all she wanted to do was to take a long, hot bath
and sleep
since her husband was out of town -
on "business" -
she didn't have to cook
so she filled her bathtub to the brim (something she would wish she hadn't done) ,
threw her clothes on the floor
and slowly sunk into the water
relaxation had now consumed her
until she heard the bathroom door
gently opening
she sat up...
late night
thoughts scattered
almost running over a little girl
who disappeared into thin air
gosh, she needed to relax
all she wanted to do was to take a long, hot bath
and sleep
since her husband was out of town -
on "business" -
she didn't have to cook
so she filled her bathtub to the brim (something she would wish she hadn't done) ,
threw her clothes on the floor
and slowly sunk into the water
relaxation had now consumed her
until she heard the bathroom door
gently opening
she sat up...
114 reads
12 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2013 12:20pm
18th Oct 2013 12:20pm
Freaky stories: Just a dream?
(My dear friend Charmaine helped me with the ending)
Stumbling down the street
Vision blurred
Speech slurred
He felt incomplete
He made his way to his motel room
Uncontrollable feet
Slow heartbeat
While thinking about his possible doom
Throwing himself on his cold bed
Flooding memories
Never ending reveries
Surrounded him with an atmosphere of dread
He heard a voice outside his door
Beautifully singing
Sweetly ringing
In his ear; he couldn't help but want to hear more
He slowly...
Stumbling down the street
Vision blurred
Speech slurred
He felt incomplete
He made his way to his motel room
Uncontrollable feet
Slow heartbeat
While thinking about his possible doom
Throwing himself on his cold bed
Flooding memories
Never ending reveries
Surrounded him with an atmosphere of dread
He heard a voice outside his door
Beautifully singing
Sweetly ringing
In his ear; he couldn't help but want to hear more
He slowly...
91 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Oct 2013 6:13am
16th Oct 2013 6:13am
Betrayal
. . a bitch on heels that I've been
in close contact with one too many times
I remember that one encounter
when she came at me like a tornado of hellish fire
It seems like it was only yesterday when the one I thought was my closest friend revealed her true demonic form to me
It seems like it was only yesterday when she sliced and diced my heart
It seems like it was only yesterday when she smiled at me fully knowing that she was fucking my boyfriend behind my back
I thought I knew pain until that day
I thought I was bitter, but never like that
I...
in close contact with one too many times
I remember that one encounter
when she came at me like a tornado of hellish fire
It seems like it was only yesterday when the one I thought was my closest friend revealed her true demonic form to me
It seems like it was only yesterday when she sliced and diced my heart
It seems like it was only yesterday when she smiled at me fully knowing that she was fucking my boyfriend behind my back
I thought I knew pain until that day
I thought I was bitter, but never like that
I...
104 reads
20 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Oct 2013 1:15pm
8th Oct 2013 1:15pm
"Attention whore" they say...
she walks around with her boobies out
short skirt revealing her assets
face hidden behind make-up . . .
she just wants to be worshipped
to be loved - treasured
but she only attracts the wrong crowd
one that only uses her, breaks her
and discards her when she is no longer
desired
all 'cause no one ever took the time
to tell her that she's precious
that she's worth a lot more than
one-night stands and a few seconds
of feeling appreciated by assholes
short skirt revealing her assets
face hidden behind make-up . . .
she just wants to be worshipped
to be loved - treasured
but she only attracts the wrong crowd
one that only uses her, breaks her
and discards her when she is no longer
desired
all 'cause no one ever took the time
to tell her that she's precious
that she's worth a lot more than
one-night stands and a few seconds
of feeling appreciated by assholes
106 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Sep 2013 9:30pm
29th Sep 2013 9:30pm
Siren's Song
if i was a
Siren, i would
lure you in
with the sweetest
of melodies
a melody that
would seduce
your soul
one that would
let your mind
wander off with
blind ambition
i would make
you mine with
a single note
a note that
would make you
hand over the
keys...
Siren, i would
lure you in
with the sweetest
of melodies
a melody that
would seduce
your soul
one that would
let your mind
wander off with
blind ambition
i would make
you mine with
a single note
a note that
would make you
hand over the
keys...
140 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Sep 2013 10:26pm
28th Sep 2013 10:26pm
Daddy's little Monster
You taught me to stand up for myself
To lie
To rebel
...If necessary
You told me that life is a game
To NEVER let ANYONE play it on my behalf
And, like a good little girl that I am,
I paid attention to your teachings
BUT what I fail to understand is
Why you have a problem with me practising
What you preached
To lie
To rebel
...If necessary
You told me that life is a game
To NEVER let ANYONE play it on my behalf
And, like a good little girl that I am,
I paid attention to your teachings
BUT what I fail to understand is
Why you have a problem with me practising
What you preached
146 reads
21 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
26th Sep 2013 8:27pm
26th Sep 2013 8:27pm
K.O.
your words are like
acid gradually corroding
my soul each time you
spit them out
your hissing strikes
my eardrums deafening
me with no delay - not
wasting any time
the poison oozing out
of your mouth paralyzes
me and knocks me out of
my senses
you enjoy seeing me
on the floor laying
next to your feet
with my eyes bleeding
and my heart weeping
begging for your mercy
like a little whore
on crack
I want to super glue
your lips together,
staple them to each
other and stitch them...
acid gradually corroding
my soul each time you
spit them out
your hissing strikes
my eardrums deafening
me with no delay - not
wasting any time
the poison oozing out
of your mouth paralyzes
me and knocks me out of
my senses
you enjoy seeing me
on the floor laying
next to your feet
with my eyes bleeding
and my heart weeping
begging for your mercy
like a little whore
on crack
I want to super glue
your lips together,
staple them to each
other and stitch them...
100 reads
22 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2013 2:08pm
25th Sep 2013 2:08pm
yours forever
Seduce my mind
Undress my conscience
Trail kisses across my heart
Caress my soul
Make love to my spirit
And I will be yours forever
. . .
I pinky promise
Undress my conscience
Trail kisses across my heart
Caress my soul
Make love to my spirit
And I will be yours forever
. . .
I pinky promise
183 reads
27 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Sep 2013 9:26pm
24th Sep 2013 9:26pm
A never ending cycle
I have been
Bludgeoned by circumstance
Butchered by consequence
And slaghtered by incidence
Furthermore
Deflowered by reliance
Betrayed by my tolerance
And tortured by cognizance
Not to mention
Shamed by incompetence
Drained by conformance
And numbed by my blind acceptance
When will this ever end???
Bludgeoned by circumstance
Butchered by consequence
And slaghtered by incidence
Furthermore
Deflowered by reliance
Betrayed by my tolerance
And tortured by cognizance
Not to mention
Shamed by incompetence
Drained by conformance
And numbed by my blind acceptance
When will this ever end???
86 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Sep 2013 7:16pm
24th Sep 2013 7:16pm
More?
you want more?
from me?
what if
what if I don't have MORE to give?
what if
what if I'm not right for you or it's the other way around?
what if
what if you bring more pain than happiness into my life?
or what if
what if things aren't working out 'cause we were never meant to be?
from me?
what if
what if I don't have MORE to give?
what if
what if I'm not right for you or it's the other way around?
what if
what if you bring more pain than happiness into my life?
or what if
what if things aren't working out 'cause we were never meant to be?
80 reads
17 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2013 1:47am
22nd Sep 2013 1:47am
speak to me
the only thing
that I wish
for at this
very moment is
for you to
tell me how
I wronged you
put me out
of my misery;
your
silence
HAUNTS
me
that I wish
for at this
very moment is
for you to
tell me how
I wronged you
put me out
of my misery;
your
silence
HAUNTS
me
82 reads
18 Comments
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