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Y Rada Jul 2016
I was a flower starting to bloom, curious on life, wanting to love, starving to dream of worldly and unworldly things. The little girl inside me was dancing with glee as I waited to be eighteen. An age to be an adult.

I wanted to be free.

My flower withered in these ten years past. I wanted too much of everything yet I never saved anything for myself. I gained something and I lost a lot. I reached almost the peak and here I am back at the beginning.

Freedom has its responsibilities.
Y Rada Jul 2016
Twenty seven years:
Of doubt and fears
Silence and tears
Future is unclear.

New identity embrace:
Not just a fad or craze
Done walking in a maze
Yep happily I am an Ace.
Y Rada Jul 2016
I am crying not because I am jealous of your lot. You deserve that happiness friend. You deserve that love that you have kept and nurtured for ten seasons of summer and rain.

I am not tearful because I am afraid that in time I will be alone. I will never be able to experience clandestine kisses nor embraces from another. I expect and prepare myself to be on my own.

I am weeping because as I assist you on your wedding day it will be the last time that we share that moment as maidens. The thread of being sisters of circumstance will be cut as you say “I do”. Somehow our worlds will part as your groom will take you by his side.
Y Rada Jul 2016
Farewell my dear dear lovers
It’s time to end our affairs
Thank you for the wonderful moments
Every second is treasured in my heart.

Like movies and songs we need to part
An excess of something never brings goodness
Your embraces are like poison in the end
Your kisses choke me to near death.

I’m still young and I want to live long
Staying with you will bring me to my early grave
I choose to be healthy this time
So long delinquent vices, my dear lovers.
Y Rada Jun 2016
One is enough they say
But I saw two to satisfy
I was giddy for a while
But then again I learned three
Oh Hot! Hot! Hot!
Four let me discover
The beauty of borderline...
Five I cannot do more...
It is enough...! It is enough..!
Y Rada Jun 2016
mechanical    mechanical
technical    maniacal
autoeroticism
proves    nothing
but
technical    asexual
mechanical    mechanical
Y Rada Jun 2016
I was preparing to go out with friends when
Unexpectedly looked into your profile
My heart skipped a beat for five seconds
Then I became deaf with the rhythm

You were pulling me to watch you badly
Sweat started to slowly run down my spine
Heat emitted within my seduced essence
Too mesmerized to breathe, think or blink

I wanted to touch earnestly yet I could not
"How did you do things such as that?"
"What were your thoughts while on it?"
"Where was the focal point of your ecstasy?"

Spirits flew when you hit the highest peak
You reached that goal but I never did
So I started to search for another you
Until I became satisfied with my thirst

Oh! It's 5pm already and I'd be ******!
I started watching you at 10 in the morning
Forgetting everything but you and my feelings
Too afraid to ask...Am I already an addict?
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