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Lift, Pull and Pick up
Resistance
Workout
Exercise and Nutrition
Body Transformation Composition
Iron Element
Heavy Apparatus
******* Gym
Precision
Movement rhythm
Muscle Build up
Conditioning
Results
 Apr 4 Soulless
Solaces
When the stars decide to leave.  
In the sky of a world my mind weaves.
The ghost there are not really ghost.
Just forgotten angels fluttering around this starlight coast.

Constellations lose their specks.
Darkness and separations distance the flecks.
Creating new constellations.
In heavenly reveries of my imagination.

I stand on the shoals of your dream ocean.
Waiting for your wave and to feel your emotion.
The way your touch made me alive.
Together forever as we both arrive.
I felt like a glowing snowflake
In his masculine embrace
Feeling his touch of tenderness
Tracing my chocolate-covered skin
Had my gayness climbing
To the highest of heights
To blissful ecstasy

He lit me up like a fragrant candle
In the sensual night
Had me floating
In his imposing sea
Of irresistible dopeness

Sheer machoness
That robbed me of my breath
He consumed me
Left me utterly lovestruck
By the untamed magic of his **** love

He was my honey-hued homeland
My intoxicating dream lad
My ****, sweet heartthrob
With him, the world faded away
I felt unbound, wholly and solely
Anchored in the profoundness
Of his astoundingly mesmerizing delightsomeness
The girls in Gaza love chocolate wafers or chocolate bars.
They also love cappuccino drinks with choco granules.
All of these have become luxury items that they cannot afford.
They can no longer enjoy because they have no money.
All they can do is upload old photos of themselves eating chocolate or drinking cappuccino.
All of this gives a little spirit to themselves who are weak and tired of surviving in the midst of the chaos.
They want to stay alive until the chaos ends.
So they can smile again in the midst of serenity.
While enjoying their favorite chocolate and cappuccino.
That's the life they love.
That's the life they fight for.


April 2025

By Alvian Eleven
there was a little donkey he was very small
when he stood by others they looked rather tall
he had a big ambition to win a donkey race
a derby for the donkeys he could win first place

he put down his name.  at the local donkey show'
in the donkey derby he could have a go
he took it nice and easy till halfway through the race
then towards the finish at his fasted pace
the little donkey won.  his dream it had come true
to win the donkey derby just like he dreamed to do
 Apr 4 Soulless
SCHEDAR
Sit quietly now
and look
beyond the page

the blurs
outside the lines
and patterns
shape the hours
in our days

gently shade my creamy skin
in creases, tints and hues

creating a colorful universe

just a crayon
me and you
 Apr 4 Soulless
Billie
Have you felt your heart being jumpy?
Memories making you flinch and gasped for air.
Like something you have to have but it’ll ruin your whole **** life.
I pleaded and said “ I won't survive when you leave.
So stop convincing and seducing me with an idea that would **** the little Bee.
You see, she made me and breathe life in me.

I owe her a life without pain and uncertainty .
She looked so sad when Becky took the life boat and swam away.
She broke down when LB laughed at the tears in her eyes.
Then she faded when they put Papa in the little box in the ground and sang songs of salvation.

So the little Bee's all I have
And you don't know me cause I buried my past.
The little Bee was always so beautiful but I couldn't see it.
There's so many pieces of her I chopped and burned.
Her many lessons I was forced to learn
So I told her, you should rest with Papa in the land of milk and honey.
That's how I killed the little girl in me.

So don't make me love you and don't promise tender care and comfort.
Giving  a bite of cheese to a mouse, a cup of water to the starved and hopeless.
I can't bet my life on the possibility that you’ll be a good person.
Just leave when it's windy and raining
I’ll blame it on the absence of the sun shining.
I can finally breathe. I can finally feel. I can finally dream and write like me.
 Apr 4 Soulless
Iona
I'm just
SO TIRED OF MOVING!
I could barely bring myself to
pack up my toothbrush
it has been sitting in the same orange mug
for months now and
I need to move it?
my shampoo is now zipped away in a plastic baggy
and my hair ties strangle my brush
all that remains are my
pyjamas and tomorrow's clothes.
How quickly it all can change
one day I was
settling in, welcomed by a hug and
one day I was only,
eating dinner with you, made vegetarian for me and
one day I was alone at home and it was all okay and now
I need to move?
I hope you wish I could stay as much as I want to
I hope you think about me at dinner where there is no plate or cup
I hope when you walk past my door you get a
bittersweet smile
and you think about me for a few seconds of time
I now I will think about you each time they
do something slightly off
a little
too different than you would
and I
WANT TO GO HOME
I've been gone for far too long
(!)
but that would mean I need to
PACK IT ALL UP
and GET ON A PLANE
and it's just a little while longer
hold on sweetie, hold on
first post is a little personal, but that's what poetry is
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