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Styles Dec 2016
Roses are red;
           Blindfolded are you
           dripping wet
           from the things I did to you.
I am surrounded by all hounds to attack
But I have also taken up sword to payback
I know most of my relations are but maniac
I a also ready to play hell with to ransack

For their pity interests they have sold souls
Satan is their master ,they aspire for goals
From morality poles apart just on other poles
With bad intentions they have ***** roles

Oh my blood relations you are blood thirsty
From your ***** tricks you will never be free
Your end be a tragic dilemma world will see
Whatever they do they have no just valid plea


Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Please quench my thirsty eyes
Give some wine from your jar
Let us listen to our love cries
My love there is just no bar

Let me take you to embrace
Let me see what all is the truth
Let my innocence play with grace
Be mine be my heart’s sooth

Let me take what you have
Taste in your *****’s knot
My love be a little bit brave
Being in fire just burn me hot

Love is but in your servitude
Beauty is what is master of all
Extend some love don’t be rude
Heart to heart give me a call
Love is on the mark beauty is crude

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Mane Omsy Sep 2016
Under the street light
Staring at the dust bin
Let the dogs get away
With all the meat left

I'm hungry, thirsty
No droplet of water
Found clean anywhere
Am I the only one?
Help the poor and needy
Liam C Calhoun May 2016
She tapped my
Shoulder,
I caught carpels.

The “heavy” caught
My breath,
I feared death.

But I’d sip like the
Wind,
I’d open my sails.

And She’d later smile,
A daughter,
And I’d live;

Eternal.
My daughter made me fear death.
PaperclipPoems Feb 2016
I'm always thirsty
My craving never subsides
I found peace in you
That's why I ate you.
I wanted a piece of that.
I have realized that I cannot be saved.
I walk with the ******.
I live amongst beasts.
  I feed on the innocent.

...Like a vampire

Always aware
That I am a special kind,
but a very lonely kind
I found a home with you
But you slept and I couldn't.
You were wholesome and I wasn't.
Your heart beated and I didn't have one.
So I ate you.
From the inside out.
  I'm sorry.
Phil B Oct 2015
From sands I arise,
to the faded skies over,
these hardened eyes,
and overexposure.

The bone-dry plains,
and arid weather,
have crackled my skin.
this sun-baked nether.

Drain on morale,
and eroder of soul,
nothing left now,
so I dig my last hole.

the yellow-white sea,
it stretches on.
it thirsts for me.
I am--long gone.
Styles Oct 2015
This desire, writhing inside me,
like a hunger; I covet thee.
Yearning for your taste
to quench my thirst for your flavor--cleansing my palet of such cravings.
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