She barely stirs until, feeling my weight,
She brings herself to me, sharing her heat.
Her legs shyly part. She's there if I need her.
And I do, I do. So very much--helpless.
Around me, about me, within and without.
Chase the night from my bones; where I live, remind me.
love is better than the sound of every music i hear
love is more delicious than any food i ever taste
love is better than sex
love is the most glorious scenario i ever seen
love me n marry me since i need a wife
(if u know u are ugly-please don't marry me, chat with me if u...
Crack the whip
tie me down
have me completely
gagged and bound
Spank me flog me
anything you say
please please please
Sir i will never disobey
Chain me rope me
as you wish
upside down or
even in a twist
Cane me bite me
fill out your desire
please please please
Sir before this...
you may not see the person that I see, when I look at you
And if the mirror you look into
could show your reflection though my eyes you would see a smile so bright it could light up the world, thought out the day and into the night.
You are courageous
Although, you may not...
He drew pictures that nobody saw.
He was most artistic late at night,
In the bathroom out of sight.
He kept a secret no one knew,
He didn't tell a soul his gallery grew.
His drawings were different, no paper or pen.
But needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under...
as though it is your last.
Tomorrow's just a maybe, what is past is past.
Words you've meant to say,
Speak them now, don't delay,
For words unspoken as of yet,
Another chance you may not get,
Leaving tomorrows filled with regret,
A relentlessly due, non-payable debt.
tears have turned red
With the blood that I have shed
I could use a rope
Or I could use a knife
Looking back on my whole life
I see the pain and I see the hurt
I feel my heart about to burst
The blood will flow why can't they see..
That all my life I've been afraid of
I think about you all of the time.
I dream of you and cant get you out of this head of mine.
I don't think I can make it.
I don't think I can do it.
I don't see you anymore till I close my eyes and just feel it.
I just can't believe you're gone.
Never thought I'd see this...
I saw this poem and thought I would like to share it.
Your love is like moonlight
Painting my every step with a soft brilliance
Watching and guiding me through the dark
Your heart is like the sun
As the sun makes the moon shine
So your heart does for your love
I pray every...
Your heart feels empty
It leaves skin deep scars
But there are scars that cannot be seen
The feeling of eternal loneliness
That of hatred
Heartbreak leaves scars on the heart
They can never be seen
And they can never heal...
You may be the one
Who immediately caught my attention
Left me feeling enchanted
I thought you were an angel
I thought there was a kindness
Someone showed me I was wrong
You might be the one
You may be the one
who captivated me with your ways
How I was...
If people like me didn't know people like you ,Life would lose its meaning and its richness , too.For the friends that we make are life's gift of love ,And I think friends are right from heaven above. And thinking of you somehow makes me feel That God is love...
for you to be still It is as though you are absent And you hear me from far away And my voice does not touch you It seems as though your eyes had flown away And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth As all things are filled with my soul You emerge from the things Filled...
Many people said ' white
is positive, bright
they may be right.
But I can't stop to wonder
What if black
Is one great answer?
Why should I avoid it
turn my back to black
this wonderful joy?
True, it has no light
but near by any colour
brings out the best...
You need a hug, Come here; put your head on my chest.
I will play with your hair, You can listen to my heartbeat
I hold you tight; no one can hurt you now.
You take a deep breath in and relax in my embrace.
My heart beats, just for you, your fears subside.
begged you begged begged
You shouted at me
But earlier you begged you begged
We had an argument
Why did you beg me to come here
Now all we do is fight
till we can only laugh
Then we laugh
Till we start to cry
And when you cry
I comfort you
And when I cry
You get mad
box; the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox is oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, and two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose is never called meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a house full of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.
The plural of man is...
who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing,
who has not the slightest interest even
in his own personality: he's free
(i love these lines.i want to be that person. thats total freedom.bliss )
I am not a part of thisI walk this tight rope aloneI'm very much aware that this is my choosingAnd this is how it's meant to beI cling to my rebellious natureUnsure of why I will not follow the crowdOr why it would bother me so to stroke egosAnd this is how it's meant to beI...
only butterfly soft
then big eye,
I play you Mozart and Bach and pick you flowers, cheerful and gentle.
Yellow and blue and purple stick, I write for you
A caring verse, a verse against your heart to keep.
Because human, yes you, I like you...
She will become my queen of hearts
She is the Princess in my hands
She is the blood through my veins,
the wind in my hair.
Candlelight and champagne,
as the sun sets orange.
I give her a red rose,
a rose for her, because she is so beautiful.
Winter, autumn, spring and...
Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
Joy and Woe are woven fine
A Clothing for the soul divine
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless...
I lie awake and wonder why.
why am i left alone inside?
i feel that no matter what,
i am doomed to live an abnormal life.
it doesn't matter how many friends i have.
or how my life is at home.
i will always feel inferior to the beauty in life three fold.
forever in someone...
job leaving neglectful parents i made this....
"you oughta know
that this world isnt fair
this life doesnt owe you anything
its in your hands
to make your own luck
live your own life
well count on me
when the world isnt kind
and leaves you behind all alone
clouds surrounding us,
the warmth of the evening sun,
like a halo over your head,
your embrace keeping me warm,
but something trickles down my shirt,
blood as pure as water and red as wine.
It drips from your chest,
you don’t let me examine you.
You just stand there hugging...
for £4.95 $7.95 €5.95 it's a selection of poems written by my grandpa through out his life the book is called 'the merry go round' the first poem in the book is called 'perfection' written when he was at school he's now aged 80 so the book has been published by our family in...
love in night to charm my eyes in slumber deep. Dreams drift bewildered in my head above til’ morning seizes passion’s grip from sleep.
The moon shines careless on this lonely soul and beckons prey to seek the hunter’s fang. As dark expands in shadows to console, they...
as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns...
Slam me against it.
Bite my bottom lip until I cry out and let me do the same to you.
Take your frustration out on me.
Let me feel it in the way you kiss my lips.
In the way you grip my hips.
Let me feel your love.”
One of my favorites...
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair...
If I could have one wish...any wish at all...
I would wish for it to always stay fall.
Where I could get lost in the stunning colors galore...
A vision that my heart truly adores.
Where I can jump into a sea of leaves anytime I choose.
And play and laugh and be thoroughly...
lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
I am amazed at how many talented poets there are out there. I have tried many times to write poems, but I am not free enough in my thoughts or something. I get stuck and worried about the rhythm and rhyme, and schema and all the other **** our LA teachers taught us (oops, sorry...