BDSM Poetry

Thank You Richard...

The poem is a touching look at reality
Of many painful aspects some seldom see
How ill spoken words spat out in disdain
Can cause irreparable and final pain
A look into sadness through the eyes of another
A Dom in turmoil and the words of His brother
It is human to err and devine to forgive
For even in death someone must live

Words spoken in anger can wound for eternity
They can chain a heart that once was free
The loss of freedom its own kind of ending
When the willow in the yard is the only thing bending
The submissives silent tears cried alone on the floor
As she listens abstractly for an opening door
The Dominant seething and raging inside
At Her inability to get past Her pride

Internal struggles on both sides of the door
 
Shadowsdream said:
Thank You Richard...

The poem is a touching look at reality
Of many painful aspects some seldom see
How ill spoken words spat out in disdain
Can cause irreparable and final pain
A look into sadness through the eyes of another
A Dom in turmoil and the words of His brother
It is human to err and devine to forgive
For even in death someone must live

Words spoken in anger can wound for eternity
They can chain a heart that once was free
The loss of freedom its own kind of ending
When the willow in the yard is the only thing bending
The submissives silent tears cried alone on the floor
As she listens abstractly for an opening door
The Dominant seething and raging inside
At Her inability to get past Her pride

Internal struggles on both sides of the door

thank you SD

So many words I wish I could take back
so many words I wish I had said
so many things I have learned to control
yet my tongue ..... it so often rules
 
this is one i wrote for Master


I take a deep breath
Close my eyes
I feel you

I hear your voice
Tremble within
You touch me

My body yours
My heart beats
I serve you

Pleasure you give
The need to please
Only you

The bliss and hope
Your radiance shines
Through me

The love I feel
Filling my soul
Completely

The love in me
All for you
My Master
 
A Touch

I Don't think I've ever written poetry that is D/s related. But here's one which I still like, entitled "A Touch" (um, written about two years ago from memory.)

A Touch

imagine if you will
the slow lingering touch
of a fingertip
sliding, from your neck
down your spine
and the lover
whose thought propels it

imagine the tension in your skin
the small gasp as the finger reaches
to trace its way up your belly
and meets your nipple

feel the way the hair rises
on your warmed impassioned skin
the way your arms want to hold
the way your breath wants to catch

imagine it all, the touch, the smell
and your voice as you cry out
your body betraying your lust
and in turn, the gift of your passion
 
doing the bump n grind..

cause I just love this thread.. I'm working on a new one, about subspace.. But it's wierd.. Will try it again..
 
Re: doing the bump n grind..

D's mariposa said:
cause I just love this thread.. I'm working on a new one, about subspace.. But it's wierd.. Will try it again..

If it's wierd, then poetry is definately the right way to be doing it!
 
Re: A Touch

FungiUg said:
I Don't think I've ever written poetry that is D/s related. But here's one which I still like, entitled "A Touch" (um, written about two years ago from memory.)

A Touch

imagine if you will
the slow lingering touch
of a fingertip
sliding, from your neck
down your spine
and the lover
whose thought propels it

imagine the tension in your skin
the small gasp as the finger reaches
to trace its way up your belly
and meets your nipple

feel the way the hair rises
on your warmed impassioned skin
the way your arms want to hold
the way your breath wants to catch

imagine it all, the touch, the smell
and your voice as you cry out
your body betraying your lust
and in turn, the gift of your passion


me like :)
 
Re: Re: A Touch

Andreina said:

me glad! :cool:

Although I think something went wrong with the format when I pasted it. I'm sure the first verse was a little more like the other two in structure. Oh well. (And I used the word "skin" too often, and unless repeating for emphasis, that's a no-no... ah well, prefection is a goal, not a destination)
 
ibreath4u said:
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?



How beautiful that is! Thank you for sharing it.
 
New entry...feel free to vote if you have time and desire to....

Sub...mission
by catalina_francisco <http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=137357> © Sub...mission

Did I tell you how much you mean to me?
How your soul touched mine and sent a spark
Across time and distance, to give hope
To a belief in forever, and completeness,
As only two can find in a world
So devoid of love and raw emotion,
A world where a slave needs her Master
To guide and nurture her, give purpose to her
life,
Own and possess her as no other will,
To bless with such a rare gift,
A joy to watch it's growth
From embryonic state to realised dreams

Where at last she belongs:
The cravings answered, the plea heard
To be bathed in love, caressed with His pain,
Rejoicing in the cleansing tears she weeps,
Gratitude for acceptance, beckoned
To His Domain where she knows peace
Unlike any other, a safe haven,
Welcoming her submission, laying at His feet,
Awaiting His every command, lifeblood to her days
And nights, where screams become cries of ecstasy
Warmed by whips and beloved body alike,
To take her to a place she had only glimpsed in
dreams

Before His life became entwined with hers,
Giving birth to a slave who before only barely
existed,
In a dead and static state awaiting His
awakening touch,
His pleasure, His pain,
Wanting to know her place
Head bowed, submission complete and unashamed,
Her Lord and Master's power overarching,
Controlling in it's beauty and pure passion;
Protecting in it's honesty, trusting beyond
all others,
A miracle that comes once in a lifetime
For those who dare seek it's perfect beauty,
Should never be denied, nor ignored.


by Catalina
 
Marvel of You

i wonder at the marvel of You,
at Your unfailing Dominance.
Your acceptance of
my submission and
Your devotion to
that acceptance.
You walk through my life
and bring with You
the winds that
fortell changes.
Your voice eases me
and allows me to serve You
without a thought for myself.
Without an effort You have
made me Yours
as always i have longed to be.
 
Joy

How, i wonder, am i
deserving of You.
i measure my thoughts,
my actions by Your
standards.
my heartbeats measure time
passing slowly until i
am in Your presence again.
You have brought summer
to a life that was filled
with winter and ice,
allowing me to thaw,
Your warmth melting me
comforting me
sheltering me.
How can i express
gratitude-such a small word
to describe such vast
emotions that overwhelm me.
How can a simple "thank You"
convey so much?
For lack of better
it will have to be enough.
Thank You!!!
 
Grief

i turn, hearing you call my name.
i strain to make out your words
as they fade into time past.
i struggle with my tears
as they overwhelm me.
Giving up as grief
overwhelms me.
my soul is laid bare
lacerated by Your absence.
Bleeding until such time
as i see you again.
 
WOW!!

Hey all... I'm new here, just saw the site on Tech TV last night... I havent quite read all the poems here have gotten to page 4 and so far all I can say is WOW!!!

I look forword to reading more and I'll post a couple soon..

PeAcE
infinity:devil:
 
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Nightmare

I lie awake, waiting for sleep, waiting for the dream.
I know it is coming, I can feel it lurking in the darkness,
Like a malevolent angel, or a sacred demon.
I feel it coming, so I do not sleep.
Clinging to conciousness by teeth and toenails, but I lose.
My Master sleeps in beside me, at peace with his world,
At darkness overcomes my mind.

When it comes screaming out of the netherhells of my psyche,
I moan.
When draws me deeper into the searing pit of icy fear,
I cry.
I tremble and whimper, a terrifying parody of orgasm.
My Master's voice shines in the darkness,
striking sparks, illuminating my fears.

Big hands shake me gently and pull me close,
Stroking my back and wiping my tear and sweat dampened hair from my face.
The nightlight illuminates his face,
giving him a halo as I blink back my tears.

"Master, " I say in a small voice, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." he says and I know it is.
No apologies are needed for waking him. Again.
"Master." I say again, and I really mean "Thank You",
but he already knows that.
"You're welcome."
 
untitled redeux

No one had ever said things like that to me. Maybe they had wanted to or expressed those things with hard grips or standing too close to me when angry to let me know that they were bigger. Restrained but bigger.

No one ever said to me "I want to make you cry. I want to fuck you up".

Last night, a sudden flash and unexpected thought came to me. The feel of your fist, your hand, the visual your force behind it coming in contact with my jaw then flashes of red and black, whole body burn and nothing. I was looking out of the window, far off and it came and I was still far off but somehow silently satisfied when it left.

Future tense. Will I "fall on my knees", succumb completely, or will it be that part of me that is submissive to you, but hates to submit there on my knees, burning.

When I decided, because you had angered me or hurt some part of me best left unhurt, that I wouldn't go along with you anymore and that I don't care what sort of threat you throw at me- when it came time for me to know if you bite- would you? Would the words carry consequence?

When I laugh at your threats would you punish me? Would you have sense of the truth in me at that moment. Maybe it would be hard for me to not smile, full of pride, full of myself, MAKING you do what I want. Could you tell? Would that anger you and would I think to do it again?

Could you read me so well that you would leave me cold? Would you stop or would you go to the very edge?
 
Pony

I was a woman then a horse-woman
now a horse

the proud physical bearing
the lifting of dainty feet

would not happen, nothing would happen
I'd roll on the ground
eat anything that falls to it
run away
the plumes on my head would break
the braid of my tail would come undone

if you were not there making it so.
 
Thank you for the light...

I walked to the edge and looked into the hole.
I'd done it so many times before.
It was always black to me,
and I thought, bottomless.
It was a deep, empty void.
I used to throw things in, trying to fill it.
I wanted to plant a tree there,
something that would bloom,
something that would live,
something that would breath.

But then someone lit the hole for me.
And when I looked inside
It was me in that hole.
My tear stained face looking back at me.
All that I wanted to be was in that hole.
Those things I tried to give You,
to be to You,
to be for You,
All went to nothingness.

And finally, when I saw my face,
sad and peering back at me,
I understood it all.
 
heh... a bit of a bump.

Desires

Enthralled, wrapped in darkness;
Blinded, helpless;
Tightly bound in straps of iron.
Cold metal against my pale skin-
Enticed and aroused.
Arms stretched wide revealing my nakedness,
My breath crisp in the air.
Knees forced apart by the pull of the metal-
My smooth pink parts open and exposed.

Longingly I wait for you,
Fearfully I wait for you,
Your touch feels like fire on my skin.
The leather striking my ass feels like kisses from the flame.
You tell me I'm naughty,
You tell me I've been bad.

My body aches for the sting of your compassion.
Your apathetic hands reveal my desires,
You have the power to keep me yearning.
You enter me, I feel your fire fill me-
The softness of your skin pounding away my inhibitions.
I cry out in my darkness,
You demand my silence.
I shiver with chills,
My body twisted and turned.
You take me from behind, I'm tense with anticipation,
I feel the burning, the unrelenting pounding of pain.
Erasing my identity-
Defiling my darkness-

Eternity it seems you have your way;
Punishment for future desires,
A reminder to only me.
I cannot hide from the pain
It calls me, I beg for it.
You give me what I need before I know,
You satisfy me with darkness,
You fill me with the unknown.
 
Ask me how i love you
And You shall hear me say
"i love you as the morning sky
loves the breaking of the day"
How the colors of the Sun’s first rays
Touch the blueness of her skin
And burst forth upon her body
Like His fire, from within
And oh to hear You say the words!
And feel Your touch upon my neck
Is something i would treasure
And wouldn’t soon forget
You wrap us up in blankets
That feel like fluffy clouds
And keep out other people
(Who wouldn’t be allowed)
And just like the Sun is golden
And hottest during noon
You, my Dom, shall be the Sun
And i will be your moon
And we will live out all our days
In a long-forgotten sky
With no one else to bother us
(Just you, my love, and i)
 
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