BDSM Poetry
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A Desert Rose
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Where do you go when your heart breaks,
And there's no one to wipe your tears,
No ones arms to curl up in,
No ones sweet words or comforting silence?
Where do you go to lay your head down,
And there's no chest to rest your weariness on,
No ones fingers to stroke your hair,
No ones heart beating in your ear to reassure?
Where do you go when the words are gone,
And there's no one to say I love you,
No one to tell you, you are his alone,
No one to whisper gentle commands in your ear?
Where do you go when your heart breaks,
And there is no one to comfort you,
And all the words are left unsaid?
Where do you go when you are completely alone?
There's no one to tell me.
And there's no one to wipe your tears,
No ones arms to curl up in,
No ones sweet words or comforting silence?
Where do you go to lay your head down,
And there's no chest to rest your weariness on,
No ones fingers to stroke your hair,
No ones heart beating in your ear to reassure?
Where do you go when the words are gone,
And there's no one to say I love you,
No one to tell you, you are his alone,
No one to whisper gentle commands in your ear?
Where do you go when your heart breaks,
And there is no one to comfort you,
And all the words are left unsaid?
Where do you go when you are completely alone?
There's no one to tell me.
rosco rathbone
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Artina Heartflash
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Where have all the BDSM poets gone? ANYone know what's become of my fav, WriterDom?
D's mariposa
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okay.. don't laugh y'all..
I live day by day in this body.
This soft body, short and small and gently rounded.
Fair northern European skin that burns in the sun
but glows 'neath the moon.
Long reddish brown hair floats about my waist,
and shadows my face, hiding me from prying eyes.
And freckles. Oh the freckles!
( "I dig freckles." I hear Him say in my memory and I smile.)
Oh the night! Night changes everything!
My hair is braided out of His way,
reminiscent of ropes, or handles or something.
My skin pales to alabaster by candle or moonlight.
He dresses me often in black, for contrast, He says.
Or nothing at all, for vulnerability.
In the night His hands are gentle,
but the leather is hard and soft in turns.
My muscles harden and lengthen, obscuring the softness.
My skin glows from his attentions,
sheened with sweat in the candlelight.
i catch a glimpse of self in the mirror and I do not recognise it.
All i am is the music and the pain,
the lust, the fear, the joy, the beauty and the pain.
I am the Phoenix, burning for Him in the night.
I live day by day in this body.
This soft body, short and small and gently rounded.
Fair northern European skin that burns in the sun
but glows 'neath the moon.
Long reddish brown hair floats about my waist,
and shadows my face, hiding me from prying eyes.
And freckles. Oh the freckles!
( "I dig freckles." I hear Him say in my memory and I smile.)
Oh the night! Night changes everything!
My hair is braided out of His way,
reminiscent of ropes, or handles or something.
My skin pales to alabaster by candle or moonlight.
He dresses me often in black, for contrast, He says.
Or nothing at all, for vulnerability.
In the night His hands are gentle,
but the leather is hard and soft in turns.
My muscles harden and lengthen, obscuring the softness.
My skin glows from his attentions,
sheened with sweat in the candlelight.
i catch a glimpse of self in the mirror and I do not recognise it.
All i am is the music and the pain,
the lust, the fear, the joy, the beauty and the pain.
I am the Phoenix, burning for Him in the night.
AnelizeDarkEyes
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In My Room
In My Room
Half-moon high
in the cold black night
light shining across my skin
and You watch
silhouetted
in the doorway of my room
silent.
What plans are You making
as You enter that space
and pace 'round my room
eyes like coals
smouldering.
From under half-lidded eyes
i watch You
in all Your darkness
cloaked in power
whip in hand
standing there
at the foot of my bed
burning.
Black segues to gray
the half-moon long set
and mind flying
i curl in upon myself
muscles aching
body languid, nerves singing
awake.
Your presence strong
still....
~anelize
In My Room
Half-moon high
in the cold black night
light shining across my skin
and You watch
silhouetted
in the doorway of my room
silent.
What plans are You making
as You enter that space
and pace 'round my room
eyes like coals
smouldering.
From under half-lidded eyes
i watch You
in all Your darkness
cloaked in power
whip in hand
standing there
at the foot of my bed
burning.
Black segues to gray
the half-moon long set
and mind flying
i curl in upon myself
muscles aching
body languid, nerves singing
awake.
Your presence strong
still....
~anelize
D's mariposa
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Re: Re: okay.. don't laugh y'all..
Thanks Richard! Was a bit leary of posting it.
Richard49 said:I would not laugh
I think it is beautiful !!!!
Thanks Richard! Was a bit leary of posting it.
D's mariposa
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New Poem Thingy...
Let me be your lover; let me be your friend.
Let me be your dreamer; give me your heart to tend.
All I wish to do is hold you; and serve you all my days.
All I wish to do is honour you in a thousand different ways.
Let me be your dreamer; let me be your dream.
Let me be your geisha, strange as it may seem.
This thing we have is complicated; sometimes it makes so sense.
Submission can be dangerous and I have no defense.
I do not understand this thing; I don't know how it survives.
I look to you for answers but even you are mystified
By this thing within my psyche that I can't comprehend.
All I can do is cherish it until the bitter end.
So let me live in your dominion; let me dwell within your peace.
Just let me live for you tonight.
Please, just let me be.
Let me be your lover; let me be your friend.
Let me be your dreamer; give me your heart to tend.
All I wish to do is hold you; and serve you all my days.
All I wish to do is honour you in a thousand different ways.
Let me be your dreamer; let me be your dream.
Let me be your geisha, strange as it may seem.
This thing we have is complicated; sometimes it makes so sense.
Submission can be dangerous and I have no defense.
I do not understand this thing; I don't know how it survives.
I look to you for answers but even you are mystified
By this thing within my psyche that I can't comprehend.
All I can do is cherish it until the bitter end.
So let me live in your dominion; let me dwell within your peace.
Just let me live for you tonight.
Please, just let me be.
D's mariposa
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Re: Re: New Poem Thingy...
*blushing* thank you
Richard49 said:WOW !!!!!!!
if only someone (female) would send me something like this
*blushing* thank you
Artina Heartflash
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I am truly enjoying every piece on this thread. My soulsword salute to all who contribute ^^^.
I have a small set of poetry/prose relative to the D/s attitudes, heart and sensuality expressed here....just a sequence of dreams
http://www.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=89083
Keep it going, poets...
I have a small set of poetry/prose relative to the D/s attitudes, heart and sensuality expressed here....just a sequence of dreams
http://www.literotica.com:81/stories/showstory.php?id=89083
Keep it going, poets...
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lassarina
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Mists of Time
Surrounded by the echoes
of Your presence in my life,
i learn the lesson
of stillness so that
i may learn to hear You.
i pause and wait
to once again
do Your bidding.
i strain to see You
moving through the
mists that cover You.
When You move
from the mists
and into the light
You bring with You
the shining light
that surrounds
and comforts
and protects
and makes me,
each day, more
Yours.
Surrounded by the echoes
of Your presence in my life,
i learn the lesson
of stillness so that
i may learn to hear You.
i pause and wait
to once again
do Your bidding.
i strain to see You
moving through the
mists that cover You.
When You move
from the mists
and into the light
You bring with You
the shining light
that surrounds
and comforts
and protects
and makes me,
each day, more
Yours.
lassarina
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my Heart
my heart sings when i hear Your voice
You have taught my soul to soar
above the heights, above the crowd.
To listen in wonder at the power
of Your words to tame me, guide me.
To seek the best in myself
as i offer You my gift.
For to offer less than my best
would belittle both the
gift and the giver.
Your words are my anchor
to peace and submission.
my heart sings, Master.
i gave to You all that i am
and You, in turn, offered me
all the possibilities that exist.
my heart sings when i hear Your voice
You have taught my soul to soar
above the heights, above the crowd.
To listen in wonder at the power
of Your words to tame me, guide me.
To seek the best in myself
as i offer You my gift.
For to offer less than my best
would belittle both the
gift and the giver.
Your words are my anchor
to peace and submission.
my heart sings, Master.
i gave to You all that i am
and You, in turn, offered me
all the possibilities that exist.
lassarina
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Order out of chaos
You moved into my life
and ordered it to Your liking.
You were able to take control
of something that i felt was
so out of control.
You stopped the spin
and put me gently
back on firm ground.
Your arms steadied me
when i felt shaky.
Your words soothed me
and brought me closer
that i ever thought
that possible again
to my true self.
In Your desire to
find submission
to suit You
You helped me
find myself again, Master.
You moved into my life
and ordered it to Your liking.
You were able to take control
of something that i felt was
so out of control.
You stopped the spin
and put me gently
back on firm ground.
Your arms steadied me
when i felt shaky.
Your words soothed me
and brought me closer
that i ever thought
that possible again
to my true self.
In Your desire to
find submission
to suit You
You helped me
find myself again, Master.
lassarina
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Light from Darkness
i stood alone in the dark
unable to find my way out.
The doors were closed
and i had no key.
i heard Your words-
they filled an empty space
in my soul.
i felt Your touch
to the depths of my soul.
Your light restored me.
Your kindness undid me.
Your Dominance sustains me.
You handed me a key to myself-
and, in submission,
i handed it back to You, Master
i stood alone in the dark
unable to find my way out.
The doors were closed
and i had no key.
i heard Your words-
they filled an empty space
in my soul.
i felt Your touch
to the depths of my soul.
Your light restored me.
Your kindness undid me.
Your Dominance sustains me.
You handed me a key to myself-
and, in submission,
i handed it back to You, Master
Allusive Dreams
She tip toes across the floor, moving gracefully between shadows unseen, yet he knows she is there. The scent of her body floating through the air, as if caught on a breeze, forever drifting, in-between the corridor's of dreams.
He sleeps still, although she is not truly there, just an illusion, of long lonely night's. Knowing someday he will find her, with the passing of another days light. He waits.......
He Walk with great confidence, across the floor. Moving with a purpose. In and out of shadows, with ease as if stalking his prey. She knows he is there, every breath that he takes, gives her purpose and life, helps her to grow as she also learns to please. the faceless man from in her dreams.
She sleeps still, although he is not truly there, just an illusion, of long lonely night's. Knowing someday she will find him, with the passing of another days light. She waits.......
Two hearts as one, lost in the sea of life. Caught in a dream of which, never unfolds.
One holds the lock, the other the key.
One heart, two souls. Meeting only in dreams.
One is the Master the other his slave........
May i get an opinion, if it is not any trouble please?
She tip toes across the floor, moving gracefully between shadows unseen, yet he knows she is there. The scent of her body floating through the air, as if caught on a breeze, forever drifting, in-between the corridor's of dreams.
He sleeps still, although she is not truly there, just an illusion, of long lonely night's. Knowing someday he will find her, with the passing of another days light. He waits.......
He Walk with great confidence, across the floor. Moving with a purpose. In and out of shadows, with ease as if stalking his prey. She knows he is there, every breath that he takes, gives her purpose and life, helps her to grow as she also learns to please. the faceless man from in her dreams.
She sleeps still, although he is not truly there, just an illusion, of long lonely night's. Knowing someday she will find him, with the passing of another days light. She waits.......
Two hearts as one, lost in the sea of life. Caught in a dream of which, never unfolds.
One holds the lock, the other the key.
One heart, two souls. Meeting only in dreams.
One is the Master the other his slave........
May i get an opinion, if it is not any trouble please?
Richard49
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I did not write this but it brought tears to my eyes
I walked into that garage sale that crisp November day.
Mainly to calm down from a spat with my submissive,
In which both of us had said more than we should say.
I saw the bag tossed forgotten in a corner,
It's leathers were old and frayed.
I almost overlooked it,
Till I saw upon it the D/s Emblem so proudly displayed.
The bag was locked with a padlock,
The contents of it I could but guess.
I asked the woman how much she wanted for it,
My true interest I dared not confess.
"That bag belonged to my brother," she said.
As she softly wiped away a tear.
"We lost him in an auto accident.
It's been just over a year."
"His instructions were not to sell the bag to just anyone.
But only to the one who could give the proper answer unto me."
Confused, I asked her what the question was.
She said, "S...S...," and I answered, "c."
She smiled, nodded and I wrote a check.
And so the bag became mine.
I had no idea what the contents might be.
But the Emblem alone, I thought to be a good sign.
At home a moment with my power tools,
And the lock lay broken upon the floor.
I poured the contents out at my feet,
And felt my spirits and soul began to soar.
Canes, floggers, whips and chains.
Toys of every shape and size,
Dozens of tools of the Master's craft.
Lay in heaps before my eyes.
I gave the bag a final shake,
Before I went to work with leather soap.
When a final item fell from the bag,
A carefully sealed envelope.
I opened the envelope and read the words.
Written in a strong but shaking hand.
I knelt there, with the toys spread at my feet,
As tears in a river from my eyes ran.
"My fellow Dominant," said the note.
"If these words you now do see.
Then I know the worst has happened,
And I have not survived my surgery."
"My sub and I were coming home,
From a party one early spring day.
I don't remember what we quarreled over,
But I do recall all the words I am ashamed that I did say."
"It was only a moment, I let my attention wonder,
I was such a fool that I did not even see.
I heard steel break and my baby scream but once.
I never did see the tree."
"I awoke at the local hospital,
The nurse looking down at me with sad eyes.
Where is my baby, my love, my pet? I whispered to her.
And it was then that I began to realize."
"She shed a tear and held my hand.
Then my heart turned to ice as I felt the words she said.
Sir, forgive me for having to tell you this,
But the living go before the dead."
"Well, in a moment they will come for me,
But first this note, to a brother Dom I must give.
To place there in my toy bag for me,
I hope to retrieve it, should I live."
"And if I should not survive the night,
If I am to join my pet, where I know she waits for me.
Then this bag please take to my sister.
There to sell to the one, who knows the Letters 3."
But this last word I send you brother,
Though it is spoken from beyond the grave.
Love your pet, and cherish her,
Be she bottom, submissive or slave."
"For the submissive love is like no other,
A thing that cannot be bartered, brought or sold.
And the light in her eyes as she kneels at your feet,
Is worth more than the purest gold."
"So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory,
And tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known.
The future is never promised to us,
And this moment is all you truly have, to show her she is loved and
owned."
"Well, the nurse is back and I must close.
Let the chips fall where they may.
If your reading this, these toys are now yours.
But always remember my brother Dom, what this day to you I did say."
I just held the note, then bowed my head.
Without shame the tears did fall,
At the wisdom of a true Master's words.
Then I heard my own submissive call.
"My Master," she whispered as she drew me close,
And with love held me to her breast.
"What is it that troubles you my Lord?" she asked.
"I know earlier I was an awful pest."
Without a word I drew her close,
And tightly held my love next to me.
I closed my eyes and thought of a Master now gone,
Whose face I would never see....
Author Unknown
I walked into that garage sale that crisp November day.
Mainly to calm down from a spat with my submissive,
In which both of us had said more than we should say.
I saw the bag tossed forgotten in a corner,
It's leathers were old and frayed.
I almost overlooked it,
Till I saw upon it the D/s Emblem so proudly displayed.
The bag was locked with a padlock,
The contents of it I could but guess.
I asked the woman how much she wanted for it,
My true interest I dared not confess.
"That bag belonged to my brother," she said.
As she softly wiped away a tear.
"We lost him in an auto accident.
It's been just over a year."
"His instructions were not to sell the bag to just anyone.
But only to the one who could give the proper answer unto me."
Confused, I asked her what the question was.
She said, "S...S...," and I answered, "c."
She smiled, nodded and I wrote a check.
And so the bag became mine.
I had no idea what the contents might be.
But the Emblem alone, I thought to be a good sign.
At home a moment with my power tools,
And the lock lay broken upon the floor.
I poured the contents out at my feet,
And felt my spirits and soul began to soar.
Canes, floggers, whips and chains.
Toys of every shape and size,
Dozens of tools of the Master's craft.
Lay in heaps before my eyes.
I gave the bag a final shake,
Before I went to work with leather soap.
When a final item fell from the bag,
A carefully sealed envelope.
I opened the envelope and read the words.
Written in a strong but shaking hand.
I knelt there, with the toys spread at my feet,
As tears in a river from my eyes ran.
"My fellow Dominant," said the note.
"If these words you now do see.
Then I know the worst has happened,
And I have not survived my surgery."
"My sub and I were coming home,
From a party one early spring day.
I don't remember what we quarreled over,
But I do recall all the words I am ashamed that I did say."
"It was only a moment, I let my attention wonder,
I was such a fool that I did not even see.
I heard steel break and my baby scream but once.
I never did see the tree."
"I awoke at the local hospital,
The nurse looking down at me with sad eyes.
Where is my baby, my love, my pet? I whispered to her.
And it was then that I began to realize."
"She shed a tear and held my hand.
Then my heart turned to ice as I felt the words she said.
Sir, forgive me for having to tell you this,
But the living go before the dead."
"Well, in a moment they will come for me,
But first this note, to a brother Dom I must give.
To place there in my toy bag for me,
I hope to retrieve it, should I live."
"And if I should not survive the night,
If I am to join my pet, where I know she waits for me.
Then this bag please take to my sister.
There to sell to the one, who knows the Letters 3."
But this last word I send you brother,
Though it is spoken from beyond the grave.
Love your pet, and cherish her,
Be she bottom, submissive or slave."
"For the submissive love is like no other,
A thing that cannot be bartered, brought or sold.
And the light in her eyes as she kneels at your feet,
Is worth more than the purest gold."
"So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory,
And tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known.
The future is never promised to us,
And this moment is all you truly have, to show her she is loved and
owned."
"Well, the nurse is back and I must close.
Let the chips fall where they may.
If your reading this, these toys are now yours.
But always remember my brother Dom, what this day to you I did say."
I just held the note, then bowed my head.
Without shame the tears did fall,
At the wisdom of a true Master's words.
Then I heard my own submissive call.
"My Master," she whispered as she drew me close,
And with love held me to her breast.
"What is it that troubles you my Lord?" she asked.
"I know earlier I was an awful pest."
Without a word I drew her close,
And tightly held my love next to me.
I closed my eyes and thought of a Master now gone,
Whose face I would never see....
Author Unknown
Artina Heartflash
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oh Richard, that IS extremely moving. Whether it's fiction or fact is not clear, but there stands strong a truth for all to ponder in those lines:
So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory,
And tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known.
The future is never promised to us,
And this moment is all you truly have, to show her she is loved and owned."
Bless you much for sharing.
AH
So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory,
And tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known.
The future is never promised to us,
And this moment is all you truly have, to show her she is loved and owned."
Bless you much for sharing.
AH
Richard49
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Artina Heartflash said:oh Richard, that IS extremely moving. Whether it's fiction or fact is not clear, but there stands strong a truth for all to ponder in those lines:
So remember, yesterday is but a faded memory,
And tomorrow, a dream that is not yet known.
The future is never promised to us,
And this moment is all you truly have, to show her she is loved and owned."
Bless you much for sharing.
With all that has happened to me in the last 18 months
or so .... it touched me deeply
Richard49
The Gentleman Dom
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lassarina said:Thank you for posting that. It made me stop and really look at things around me. i stopped hurrying and took a few moments to be grateful for all that i have. i am grateful for that, Richard. Again thank you!!!
lass
You are welcome
but thank you for taking the time
to let me know that something I did had
a positive effect on you
