Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

Here I stand gazing upon your beauty. My breath is taken away every time I see you. I miss the feeling of my hands caressing you. Remembering how it feels to hold your hand. Running my hands through your hair. I struggle now.......wanting to touch you......just so slightly.......ever so softly. No, I cannot. I know what happens if I do. I do not want you to go. I want you to stay. I do not know if I can bare you leaving again. Ohh.....just a light touch, it has been so long. Let's move slowly.....very slowly. Almost there. Wait...remember....remember. As if lightening has struck me, I am overwhelmed......rivers of water flow down my face to the ground. You are still here....can it be.....the Curse....gone? No...no!!! I watched in horror as her hand turns black. I should not have touched her...there is no going back. Quickly she crumbles; to dust she goes. For all that I see....of my dearest love......is a pile of dust....all......because.....of......me. Short Story By: Alan Mack Sh...

It wasn't a search for happiness, I think that's why it cut so deeply. Working through our problems together was always what motivated me. I can't move on the way that you did, latching onto someone so quickly. How do I come to terms knowing that you may have never loved me. My heart's still under the impression that you did, unconditionally, But my mind says Fuck That, that's not how safe love is supposed to be. Could it be that my guidance and support was a narcissistic tendency? We had so many discussions about the ego and the type of parasite it can be. I offered you books that I read while searching for answers to our codependency. Hoping you'd feel obligated to find some personal accountability. Because that's what I was doing, I could sense our love just wasn't healthy. I still can't believe that you resisted facing yourself so defiantly, Even though the love of your life was crying out for some help, candidly. Why was playing the victim and s...

Your love is like a warm embrace Elegant and full of grace Your love is like a soft pillow Sitting under the Willow Your love is like a ray of sun Shining on your morning run Your love is like a full bright moon We'll bask in it in the lagoon Your love is like a slow pace dance The beginning of a new romance Your love fits like the softest glove I swear you're sent from up above Your love is what dreams are made of You will always be my forever love Original Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) Sept. 2024

Is there a particular door that opens for you? Who opens that door? And when can I walk through? I've been on this side trying to do the right things. What will forgiveness, grace and love for myself bring? It's like running a marathon that hasn't begun, Reaching a finish line without the sound of a gun, Am I supposed to let go of everything I've become? I want to feel the change but when will it come? Someone said you'll get to the other side when you confront all that you run from, When you accept your faults, all the good and bad that you've done. It's frickin exhausting I'm tired of hoping Done with the coping No more surviving How do I get there So I can start living Embody the loving Feel the same inside as my outside is showing. I'm doing the internal work cuz they said it's required. Why does it take so long for my brain to rewire. Where is there? Why do I so badly want to be there? And how in the heck am I supposed to get there? Poetry W...

I'm so fucking lost. How much have I cried? I gave you my all. Now I'm broken inside. I fell for it again. Betrayed and abused. I hurt so damn much. My heart's feeling bruised. I fell for the lies. The stories you would spout. Always talking us up. Then making me self doubt. All this pain that I'm feeling. You are the cause. I'm struggling to breathe. Because you dug in your claws. I can't believe it happened. To me yet again. Stringing me along. With two other women. Playing with our hearts. Like we don't even matter. Taking our image of love. And causing it to shatter. So now we say goodbye. To the man we thought we knew. And we all walk away. As we say to him, "Fuck You!" Poetry Written By: Eryona Dunbar

The rage seethes within. Like a cauldron boiling over, spilling to the sides. The struggle I have to keep it inside, Overwhelms me; there is nowhere to hide. I catch your scent.....it beckons me to come. The beast fights to come out......ripping and clawing its way through............ A piercing howl fills the air.... Down on all fours with my teeth being bare. After your scent, it is the prize I won't share. Running, Running....my eyes lock on yours. Leaping in the air until you can run no more. Crashing into your legs, you are pinned to the ground. Your scent is so strong while nestled on your loins. Moving slowly up your body so that my eyes lock on yours. The Beast melts away while nestled into your arms. Poetry Written By: Alan Mack Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

Each day, longing for an embrace. If even for a moment, It was worth the wait. Each day that we are apart, My heart aches, My soul feels torn apart. Waiting to be held again; To see the love in your eyes once more. This is what keeps me going each day. The moment passes by; No embrace; No love in your eyes. Pain....pain....and sorrow comes. Just as the night takes over the day. No way to embrace, no way to comfort. Darkness settles in.......next to each other; Alone.......once again. Poetry Written By: He Who Shall Remain Nameless Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar  

Laying in bed, gathering motivation. What will today bring? Thoughts of being with family warms the heart. Stepping outside, and listening to the chatter of birds talking; the water in the creek flowing. The sun is rising.....like a beautiful oil painting; the clouds are dabbed with red and orange hues. Closing the eyes...feeling the warmth of the sun upon my face. Breathing in the fresh air; slowly breathing. Breathing ever so softly....the sounds of the birds become softer and quieter. Feeling rejuvenated....my arms outstretched to the sun....welcoming every beam to me. I feel weightless. I am being drawn upward. Breathing slower and slower.... Opening my eyes, I see that I am in the air. Below is a lifeless shell. Looking back at the sun; feeling its warmth, I close my eyes. Arms outstretched, I feel arms around me. I am gently brought in close. I feel loved......I am home. Poetry Written By: He Who Chose To Remain Nameless Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

Elias's External Facade and Internal Struggles Once upon a time, there was a man names Elias who seemed to have everything on the outside: a stable job, a small house on the edge of a peaceful village, and a few friends. Yet deep inside, Elias felt a heavy emptiness. Every day, the weight of his worries, insecurities, and failures pulled him down. His routine was a dull repetition, and he often questioned if happiness was something meant for him. Elias's Emotional Turmoil and Loss of Joy Elias carried the scars of his past-decisions that didn't work out, relationships that crumbled, and dreams that never took flight. He used to laugh easily, but now his laughter felt hollow, like a distant memory. He spent his nights staring at the ceiling, wondering how he had let life slip into such monotony. It was as if an invisible hand had taken his joy and locked it away, leaving him trapped in a cycle of despair. His own sadness. One day, while walking aimlessly through a forest nea...

We were over before we started. I thought I'd be more brokenhearted. Still wish I'd never let you in. I knew that this was how we'd end. I always end up on my own. Better off when I'm alone. Made me insane. Made me weak. Behind my back you'd always sneak. I'm actually glad that we are done. Glad I know you're not the one. Happy there is no "us" together. We said so long. Not always forever. So now we go our separate ways. We saved ourselves so many days. Now I say goodbye.  Good riddance. You lacked any real manly substance. Now we are back to where we began. Come to find out, I don't need a man. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar 

Ask for more. When his hand on the small of your back creates a ripple effect to all the other places you need touched, Ask for more. When his touch caresses your body with the briefest glide and the craving desire crescendos to a delightful fire, Ask for more. When his lips lightly explore your neck and he softly breathes that gentle puff of air Into your ear, Ask for more. When his hands cradle your head and he runs his fingers through your hair while his eyes adoringly stare, Ask for more. When your bodies are pressed together pelvis grinding pelvis lips tasting, and seeking connecting and linking, Ask for more. When you both are totally exhausted with Love making spooning into a loving cuddle his hand cupping a solitary breast know you've both given your best, Don't forget, ask for more. Poetry Written By: William Pope Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

At 16 you sure are your father's son, your path, our journey is a turbulent one. Dad's gonna pass leaving you confused and needing his guidance and love. You'll be there for mommy and at times it'll be a lot for you, so you'll judge. She knows her baby boy and really appreciated those hugs. You won't know what to do with unidentified emotions, so you tuck them away, You won't escape their gravity; it will be a forced confrontation one day. You're about to meet a girl and think that she's the one, And learn a valuable lesson from her about how you give love. Should I tell you about the flags and what the colors mean? Nah, you'd probably ignore me anyway, you're an invincible teen. I know I can't shield you from this experience, our journey must play out. If I help you correct the mistakes you're gonna make, this me might never come out. You'll think that you have found the love of your life. Even when you feel somethings off someth...

FINDING MY VOICE -  An Original Poem By Eryn Dunbar ©️ I have finally found my voice Although it has taken years Fighting my emotions Self doubt and old fears I'm finally taking a stand I'm putting myself first I know I'm going to make it I have dealt with the worst I will become more brave Because I deserve no less Finally will be stronger Will overcome all of my stress I will wade through my old trauma I will proudly show my face Letting go of my painful past New joy, I shall embrace If sadness tries to take me I will fight it off once more Because I'm healing from inside I'm starting at my core So watch me as I blossom Once again I will be whole I am in charge of my destiny I have taken back control Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar ©️

The way I love you Has no beginning nor an end What I feel is so true Not some popular trend It's all encompassing It's in the space in between This love is so intense The depth of which is beyond Anything I've ever sensed I only hope that you respond The king to my Queen It's in the space in between This love is so pure It's bigger than a galaxy I've never felt so sure About the love that I have for thee So polished and clean It's in the space in between I will always be your wife We will always be together We will always share this life From now until forever I will always show you what I mean It's in the space in between Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar ©️

Your steel grey eyes are so intense Masking all my primary senses Honestly, you take my breath away All my heart wants to do is stay and play My brain wants to know what's in store, If we can be one, once you know me more My feet just want to run to you and commune To catch your sunlit face 'afore the noon My hands want a memory map of your spine Tracing all your curves, dimples, and hairlines My fingers want to etch a memory of your face By cradling your head in a moment of grace My arms want to hug you from behind My chest to your back, oh so sublime One hand on your tummy, one on your face To caress your cheek in a sweet embrace Softly breathing on your neck, under your ears Whispering sweet nothings, eliminating any cares Time stands still for the two of us Necking and kissing, building equal trust You turn to face me, face to face Our lips searching for just the right place Before you know it, our clothes drop to the floor Tongues and lips explore one another, and emotions...

I have no idea why I am. I cannot see my own face. But I must create my own time in this existence, somewhere to call someplace. I feel that I am not alone. A whisper reflects my tone. A matched varied experience the same as my own. But one difference. Physical appearance and experience. A bit of eternity broken off thereof. A simple but complicated process, a hidden Mirror. A truth in bandage since the very first thought. A ripple in ripples of constant movement and cause. It follows my every move except when at my command. Is it under my control or on by its own strand. What are these things called eyes? What are their purpose as these questions arise. I have seen myself. A difference in existence that has always been. Now in this reality, I think she is now a hidden best friend. I'll be here until the end. And when the end begins. I'm waiting for you. Your Own Universe. Y.O.U. A journey from my first conscience awareness,  A same difference in preference. So in order for me ...

I love you more than anything A fancy car or diamond ring Even more than five karat bling A love like ours will make me sing. I love you deeper than the ocean Stronger than a wizard's potion Softer than a woman's lotion You make my heart sway with the motion. I love you bluer than the sky You taste better than apple pie Never made me want to cry You will always be my special guy. I love you now and always will You are the Jack to my Jill Warm me up when I have a chill A forever love you make me feel. I love you all of the time Make me play like a wind chime You make me want to write a rhyme A love like ours is hard to find. Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) Sept. 2024

My princess, the one with whom I adore It's beautiful the way you sparkle, When you talk about the things you love. It's like watching our stars intermingle Spot lighting a hearts treasure trove. I watch the reflection in your eyes twinkle, I feel the embrace of you expressing God. Sprinkle, sprinkle... Observing joyous wonder in dazzling awe. Amazingly impressive and awe-inspiring. Astonishingly fearless and wildly uncommon Untiringly desiring, aspiring, and acquiring, An immeasurable incredible phenomenon, you are. Poetry Written By: William Pope Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

Do you like me or not I've been trying to find out I keep guessing and guessing again Do you like me or not? I really want to know I like you, do you like me We talk a lot but still... Do you like me or not? Feels stupid writing poems to myself It's getting old I'd rather be writing to you I know you know I like you a lot Do you like me, or not? Alone at the pool again. Wish you were here, "playing" in my head I can almost feel your arm around me Then remember, it's just me Do you like me or not? Getting tired of guessing now Pretty soon I'll give up Please tell me now Do you like me or not? Poetry Written By: William Pope Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

When silence is the only answer. That's when you know you're done. It's time for a new beginning to have begun. When silence is the only answer. That's when you truly know. You've given your all, it's past time to go. When silence is the only answer. Accepting that change is way over-due. You've certainly earned a judicial review. When silence is the only answer. Before you lose your self respect. Restrain your disdain and contempt. When silence is the only answer. 'Cause there's never going to be a breakthrough. It might be time, to begin something anew. When silence is the only answer. Seeking Love, Joy, and Bliss. Travel within. What you deserve most is happiness. One day, silence is not the only answer. Love has spread, found a new home again. An intimate connection that sustains. Poetry Written By: William Pope Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar

The weather is gloomy On this spring day As in my parents house We pack their things away. The house is so empty They had to go away Looking around There's no family at play. The pain is immense They are no longer here It's all come out true My one biggest fear. It's no longer home The family has moved on What becomes of it now It all seems so wrong. Great memories will last Of our family together Tears, love and laughter Like birds of a feather. I stand where we gathered Their belongings in hand It's just too damn quiet Come back, I demand. I scream and I yell I pray for their return The fun times the good times Come back here, I yearn. So, I lock the front door I turn and walk away My heart is still aching I hate feeling this way. I look back at their home There is more work to do My brothers will come back The house we will go through. Packing many boxes Fond memories of past Wondering how Some of this stuff did last. Laughter and tears We have to sit down Reading a ...