Short Dig Into Poems
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Take the heart
Right out of my chest
Scratch with your words
And claw with your eyes,
Dig into my happiness
And turn it to pain
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You cut at my soul
With every backwards glance
I cling to hope
Like a boy on a string
But I'm not empty yet,
I'm just hollowing
Key lime pie withdrawal
Not as easy as it sounds
Especially if you are totally addicted.
I can walk past pumpkin all day long
And not dig into it with a tablespoon.
If it has whipped cream, I might take a bite.
Who am I kidding?
Let’s put it where it lives.
If it has sugar, it is mine.
And get out of the way!
There's claws digging into my chest,
Squeezing tight around my heart.
The PAIN,
Forcing tears.
My silent grief,
As these claws dig into my heart.
Hide it away,
Cover it with a wane smile.
Pretend it doesn't exist,
Don't let anyone see.
Don't let them see the pain,
Even as it threatens to rip me apart.
And set me crying,
in front of everyone.
They bite me,
they maul me,
They're feeding on my flesh.
They tear, they dig into my corpse,
until theres nothing left.
enjoying every drop of blood,
they sink their teeth in me,
Devouring all my inner strength,
ignoring all my pleads.
I try to fight theses monsters,
but they do not fear me,
They only want the hope I have,
that lingers still in me.
Gnawed nails dig into worn plastic armrests
Stinging alcohol burns the skin
A sharp point glints in the fluorescent light
Rough hands grip the shoulder
Restraining it against the comfortless chair
He says to relax,
But the tremors intensify.
Deep breath
Lungs release
Cartilage crunches
Blood flows
Shiny metal ring
Rests against the ear
A new opening in the body
Diverging from natural design.
We see what we want to see
with our tainted glass window
What ever will be will be
No need to dig into the burrow
The world is so charming like heaven
Get rid of your worries
Because they do not surpass the seas seven
Just tranquilise your querries
For the aggravated mind peace comes to the rescue
Inside you will find solace
Nothing will come as bolt from the blue
Now is the time for your best to showcase
The bumblebee does not know that her wings cannot hold her up. She flits from flower to power, pollenating like crazy, with no worries. Not expecting to fall or fail. Her tenacity and self-confidence amaze me as I watch her dig into the flower with a fierceness that only a bumblebee can master. I am in awe of her ability, her self-assured confidence and her work.
flower delicate
pure pollination power
flight of bumblebee
A festive feast of aired grievances
faces maroon and out of control;
Screams breed battered appearances,
this moment our tempers just stole;
Releasing all that tension with a kiss
now we are locked in a wild explosion;
A fine line between livid and bliss
in the end teeth, nails, and devotion;
Go on baby and let it all out
now let your fire burn all over me;
We’ll dig into each other and shout
nipping away all that is petty.
Enlightenment
Between earth and sky. My being dwells.
A greater spirit guides
My bare feet dig into the dew soaked grass
Cool blades grasped between calloused toes
I lift my face, in awe of the luminescent creation
Rising from the east, hues of orange and blue
Early morning peace, birds sing in the glory
Rays of light grow stronger, blinding
Mustn’t look away.
This is now. This is my place in the world.
My being dwells. Between earth and sky.
As I watch the shovel dig into the ground,
There lies my grandfather,
As cold as the ground,
The hands behind the shovel,
So rough and scared,
My father burying his father,
In the land of the proud,
America is gone,
Like the morality of men,
We fight and we struggle,
For whats left of the land,
My father buried his father,
As I will my father,
Ed least I have love from the heart of a girl,
Where I find comfort in the struggle,
A love that will last longer than fathers.
When i look at you
my whole body responds
all my love pours out
and makes you all the better
but your beauty creates doubt
and it eats away at me
Causing me to to wonder
if my love is returned
but my love is a wretched thing
making all this pain beautiful
So use me how you will
but please allow me to love you
for you are all i have left
and my dementia will not release me
please dig into me
and make the waves of pleasure come
Form:
Kissing my way down her body
Tasting tender flesh
Nibbling and licking
The sweetest taste
The most delectable treat
Watch her body arch
Watch her squirm
My teasing causes her to moan
Music to my ears
Soon becoming screams
Her nails dig into my back
Drawing blood
I look up
She’s licking her fingers
My mouth goes back to her flesh
Biting sensitive points
Gently at first
But soon becoming harder
As she screams for more
Begs for pleasure
I shall fulfill her wish
Lions are
Bold, elegant animals…aren’t they?
They leave scars…they have teeth
Claws that rip
…………
Through human flesh…and its victims
Sleeping in moonlight…sleep
in the cold snow
and feel
frost
dig into
the ground of my past
I roam like lions…I kill
When I’m hungry, angry, determined
to get
a tasty meal
out of you…out of feel
Don’t let them hunt you down like game
…………
They crave blood
and they will get a drop
of someone’s blood…tonight, lions roam
The spoil’d earth
Form:
Fallen from the depths of my own despair
Caught in the current of destruction
My path has caught me
I have destroyed what lays ahead
The ocean has drowned me in a deep blackened sorrow
Trapped beneath the surface
Giving up is my only choice
I no longer have the breath in my own voice
Lost in a world where the lights have faded away
Letting go rather I never wished to stay
Stepping on the rocks that dig into thy feet
Where the world within me falls asleep
Sarah M. Williams©2013
It always ends the same drenched in sweat and fear.
The pain of death always feels so real and near.
Stuck frozen in place, eyes wide.
It crawls around my room I'm paralyzed,
Eyes dart across the room horrified.
It reaches my bed where I lay in a death state
Nails dig into my shoulders as it leans in. I feel like bait.
My ears ring from the loud cries. It wants my soul.
Jokes on it, I'm ginger so I only have a black hole.
Released but not forgotten, I'll see it again tonight.