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 Jun 2015 cv
J
Well,
 Jun 2015 cv
J
I** hate you so much,
Living with a grudge,
Over with this love,
Vanished and gotten rid of.
Even though you were great
You are now just too late.
Our love is long lost,
Unfolded the truth at last.


You were just a fake,
What a painful headache.
This feeling is unusual.
 Jun 2015 cv
Just Me
He works so hard though the week.

How can I wake him from his sleep?

My body wants him. My tongue to.

My mind is racing on what we will do.
Should I wake him from his sleep? Gently kissing him, starting with his cheek.

I'm awake I always am, but should I wake this hard working man?

We had fun. We played today.

Touching each other in wonderfully messy ways.

He led me down. He ate out.
It was all that love and lust should be about.

Lips were licked and necks bit, bodies one, and finger fun.

Ankle gripping, legs were spread.
Then he bent me over the bed.

So fulfilling and ******.

Sweating, panting.
*** perfumed room.
Held hands, hair pulling and ******* to.

It couldn't be better don't get me wrong.
But all this writing and he won't be sleeping long.

I said if I woke him I would start with a gentle kiss on his cheek, but being reminded.... That would be weak.

When he wakes he better be prepared, because all this passion Must be fed.

So I'll wake him, and I'll wake his friend.....

I can't wait to start again.

With insomnia I've been cursed, but sometimes...... I know things could be worse.
I hope this poem brings a smile to its readers.
 Jun 2015 cv
princessninann
I don't feel like doin' anything
I don't feel like writin' a poem
I miss my bed, I want to go home
I don't want to move, I can't lift my bone.

I'm too lazy to think of words
My fingers cannot even write this verse
Not moving an inch would be worse
Oh I want to eat something, where's my purse?

I don't feel like goin' outside
I don't want to eat my meal tonight
I don't want to think and decode this byte
I'll sleep, watch movies, eat popcorn... bye.
I really feel lazy while listening to Bruno Mars' lazy song.
If you can love the wrong one
so much,
just imagine how much
you could love the right one.
 Jun 2015 cv
Martin Narrod
To balance inside this world and yours isn't the easiest feat, while I cling to the insides of the jungle gym where we used to play hide and seek. Should I say, "You don't call, you don't write. It's been 3 years since I've had my muse?" All the anger strewn across my elbows makes me feel like gulliver unable to do all my traveling. I've dared. I've crossed. I've taken where signs said, "Stay Away!" But all for the chance for just a minute with you, alone in Half Moon Bay.
poetry poem apoemayear firstwrite in a long time for Britni of course. Museless and clueless.
Dear crush,

Sometimes, it's hard to find a word to tell you how much you mean to me. A lot of times, I don't say anything at all. But I hope someday, you'll understand,
"To have you, is what I live for."

Lovingly yours,
Cloud
If the Eagle did not fly,
The mouse would not crawl.
Peer pressure, peer pressure

My name is peer pressure,
My father is doubt,
My mother is duress,
My sister is bad choices,
My brother is nervous energy

I was born in a cyclone of negativity
Whipping through an ocean of people
They're the tribe of the unrest
I know im extremely unwanted
But im here anyways at all times

Peer pressure, peer pressure
Is my name
No one is immune from me
Neither the young, the teen nor the old

I'm evil
I wreak havoc and strife
To the human race

I ruin people's lives

First,
I offer illusions of enjoyment
And pleasure to them

Till when
I take their greatest
Treasure

Till when
I see them departing
From all that is correct

Till when
No more goodness nor kindness
Is detected from them

Till when
Their morals and goodness
Have gone into decay

Till when
I see their senses sedated
And all their energy depleted

Till when
I see them
F
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Till when
I see tears of regrets
Turn into cries of despair

Till when
I see there is nobody
They can turn unto

Peer pressure, peer pressure

Is my name
Those who grant me to their lives,
I make sure i become
A silhouette of lies to their lives

Till when
They're always

M-i-n-e

Frozen in time
Hopeless forever

Till when
I see them
Completely gone astray

Furthermore,
Pile on the agony
For that is pleasing
To my father Satan
B
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H

Peer pressure, peer pressure
Is my name

"Alas!" Beware when making me your friend
Because i might end up
D
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You to self destruction.
#peer pressure  #evil #havoc #ruin #deplete #despair #sedate  #silhouette #agony #destruction
 Jun 2015 cv
Pax
the art of poetry
 Jun 2015 cv
Pax

To the world,
I share my words.
Expressed in verses
through Rhymes & Rhythm
It bleeds my life
as I unload my burdens.

I thank those who understand,
who cares to read
and relate
to the art of expressing
Yourself.

this is a little thank you note to all my friends who reads my scribbles.
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