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larni Jun 2019
i want to know every inch so well
remember every groove of your skin
i want to learn all there is to know
so teach me the ways of your body
let me love you in every single way
larni Jun 2019
slow mornings,
soft lights.
easy touches,
sleepless nights.

steady breaths,
messy hair.
heavy eyelids,
cool air.

side-ways smiles,
delicate skin.
hushed voices,
my morning sin.
all i need...
relahxe Jun 2019
Two lovely eyes. The spirit of a child
        in two lovely eyes; — music — rays
        They don't want anything and they don't vow…
        My soul is praying,
        child,
        my soul is praying!
The passions and the woes
        will cast tomorrow over them
the veil of sin and shame.
The veil of sin and shame —
        won't cast tomorrow over them
the passions and the woes..
        My soul is praying,
        child,
        my soul is praying…
        They don't want anything and they don't vow! —
        Two lovely eyes. Music, rays
        in two lovely eyes. The spirit of a child…
A translated poem by the Bulgarian symbolist poet and revolutionary Peyo Yavorov, the so called "singer of the soulful abysses".

This is actually a love poem and the child is his beloved one Mina, a 16-year-old girl. Peyo Yavorov wrote it when he was 28.
M G Hsieh Jun 2019
Flutter of an evening chill
the black rain, bores into me

Another diamond
engulfs me

Opaque
Tarnished
Branded

Announces
a failing
flickering candle
then smoke

The lower breeds
Lust
Consumes
Empire Jun 2019
I’ve let the whispers
Of the demons in my head
Turn into comforting melodies
Turn into irresistible desires
They tell me how good
The sin could make me feel
Convince me of solutions
That shouldn’t be options
I let them taunt me
Twist my thoughts around
But in a moment
I am reminded who the enemy is
The demons are not on my side
No matter what they try to offer
Even when the temptation
Sounds exquisite
I have to muster the strength
To fight for my life
sierra gautschi May 2019
Lately I don't even know who to trust
They’re saying even Satan was an angel once
He was a gorgeous angel before the fall,
but god cursed him and took his all.
I walk through the garden of Eden with temptation in my soul.
It climbs my interests,
flooding my neurons  with desire.
I can feel the hellfire in our passion.
The closer we get, the more we feed the burn.
I pretend to fake innocence to keep you intrigued.
No can ever fall in love with me.
I see a sparkle of heaven in your eyes;
Hold my hand as you feed me pretty lies.
I begin to dissolve into you.
i am losing who i was and who i am..
not that i ever really knew.
however, we must cut our ties before we cut ourselves, because tasting the forbidden fruit didn’t turn out well for Eve.
chitragupta May 2019
हो चाहत में इतनी शिद्दत, के कोई ताकत सामना कर ना सके
हो दिल में इतनी मोहब्बत, के नफरत भी मुकाबला कर ना सके

Let my desire have such intensity that no power dare face it
Let my heart bear such love that no hatred can ever match it
The sure way to **** temptation is to face it.
again and again.
and once more.
or twice.

Titled प्रेम पुजारी - translates to 'Priest of love'
Sam Tate May 2019
The crystal ball grows dim

And shadows being to form.

Swirling into darkness,

They slowly **** the light.

The prophecy is broken.

The chosen one is gone.

Fallen prey to Hades urges.

We are now alone.


Tread lightly with your mortal soul.

Don’t let temptation break you.

If you submit to their desires,

Salvation will forsake you.
Nana Yaw Ofori May 2019
the preacher's wife
being tempted by a new dress she was trying on.
The Devil said, "Buy it, honey, buy it!"
And the preacher's wife said,
"Get thee behind me, Satan!"
And the Devil did, then he said,
"Mm. Looks good on you from here too…"
Written by a friend. Kweku Asante.
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