dreaming of me,
as i dream of her.
I can see the life that awaits,
not so far away.
Fields of green as far as the eye can see,
and in the lilac breeze,
the music of children and animals at play,
oh what a wonderful and glorious day.
CUDDLE prolonged and loving hugUSUALLY between two loving peopleDON'T use it as a gesture unless youDEFINITELY mean it. More than a hugLOVING hug and prolonged ! So onlyEXPECT a cuddle if you have earned itMAKE sure if you send me a cuddle youEXPECT to get a long...
I love her; how much she'll never know
She stands on a rainbow in the sky
I touch her softly just with my eye
But kiss her soul and say goodbye.
Until sun and rain do meet again
My heart will wait to fly.
A love I once knew
My heart opened
and you stood at the gate
Our special connection
intimate moments shared
songs of love lost and tried
songs of redemption
Sapphire eyes they draw me in
Mystique, depth of your soul
So masculine, but an innocent child...
LustNeither nature nor art could make you more perfect than you are. The pleasant curves and taste of your body are implanted in my Mind forever. Like a lost soul I wander in a Daze searching for happiness which I will never find. But as long as I have you in my mind, I...
Just a story I formed in my head. It's okay to not understand it, because I myself don't.
Grim torch-bearers carry the wood
The wood of life, the wood of light
Brings hopeless dreams to many who lie
swifts thoughts turned to words in a venomous raid.
Provoke not my wit, intelligence and wisdom,
for mentally annihilating is infamous in my kingdom.
My arm may be weak, but fear it you should,
for its extension of steel, cuts through any shield of wood.
with the power of...
My mind slips away as I lose my identity. Wrapped in a universe of pain knowing I must wake and face my fears. Passion pulled from the moment of inception leaving a void of uncertainty. How do I wake, how do I face my morning. My heart crushed by the desire of your tender...
ALL MEN think they are Magiciansthey think they can sweep us offour feet with a few magic words !Their favourite word is abracadabrabut have you ever examined it ?A BRA - CAD - A BRA A CAD lookingfor two full bras !Well we know all men dream of a ********* but the majority...
dried leaves on the forest floor.
Assonant and consonant, the sounds come forth;
the wind, or footsteps being their release.
Stop and count the line breaks in life;
the syllables in each and every sound of the rushing stream.
Feel the prompting pause of a freshly fallen snow.
colors of the rainbow? Most eyes see a vibrant world painted by the full color spectrum soaking up the light prisms as they cast wavelengths of different variations and shades to create primary and secondary colors. The chapters of my life story are colorblind. My world consists...
stain my hand
Your eyes, dark green, embrace the land.
The earth below is about to get filled
With your worthless remains, cold and killed.
It all started with that drive to town
I needed a bottle, the old queen's crown.
Of course they needed to know it all
It rang and rang and...
genre and I feel really uncomfortable about it. I personally think it's bad, but I want to hear what your opinion is. It's about cyberbullying. Honest comments, please!
A Moment of Nocturnal Agony
Drooping eyes and nervous feet
You're glued to your chair, thinking who to meet...
How you were and how you've been,
I spoke to you of my Plan B,
And the world ahead that I now see,
For without you I could not live,
Was the message that I tried to give,
You listened to me but did you hear,
Do you know the reason behind my tears?
I really loved you and I...
This one i wrote in my high school days
JUST A KISS........
The gift from a mother to her new born child,
when she comes near the face of the soft n the mild.
If you name it,
Its just a kiss.
The present from a father, keeping his lips emotionally,
On the forehead of his daughter...
BLUE DIRECTOIRE KNICKERS
TWEED PERFUME (I'M MUCH TOO YOUNG !)
SLIPPERS (SAVE THEM 'TILL I'M 90 !)
SET OF PANS (I'M A MICROWAVE QUEEN)
ELECTRIC BLANKET (I'VE GOT MY FRIENDS TO KEEP ME WARM)
MONEY (IT SHOWS YOU HAVE NO IMAGINATION)
A BOOB JOB (YOU CAN'T IMPROVE ON PERFECTION)A...
The death being raised
The sacrifice is placed.
For the pain a soul carries
Only her sweet mother marries
Sons and fathers though, unite
In the glory of the horror night.
Wine glasses clinking
High peasants blinking
Doomsday is arriving
With them men not realizing...
it's just stacked lines
sometimes it's banal and trite
I break the academic rules
and write songs to be sung by fools
Maybe I don't suffer enough
to write about tragedy and love
I call it bad poetry
maybe I'm out of touch
there is such a thing as too much subtlety
colorful, decorate paths
Like tiny, petite mosaics in swaths
They lead to something dreadfully fathomable
What it is and what it wants are all but unaffordable.
I walk along the road, a naïve maiden blue
Stretching past the town, it was sun-lit too.
A moment to ponder came in...
Counting the wounds on a tab
The red smudges my book
Indicating the lives I took.
Her glassy eyes gazing at stars
Once dreaming of Mars
Now lifeless; preoccupied
With the next big journey of her life.
My own hold nothing
Murky, clouded and grey
I dream of nothing but...
society. I know we deem ourselves as uncool, ugly, nerds/etc and kill ourselves everyday for it, but even people like us can rise from our own ashes. I know this probably isn't good enough to hold a dedication, but I wrote this with us in mind.
I don't think this is the best I've written myself.
Strangled by a Curse
Cries shatter the eerie silence
Lonesome tombs, at rest but unsettled,
Fizz around the thorny nettles
Not a sound, but a blow.
Not a glow, but a show.
A stroll around the pacifying gloom
I hope I can get a Honorable Mention at the least.
Lonesome Cries and Deafening Shatters
Angels dressed in pure white petals
Fly me lightly in cool morning breeze
To the destination most dreaded and unsettled
A place shrouded by sin and despair
A cause for the devil to bare...
I'm lost in space - a place of my own choosing
My path I trace - my inner thoughts embrace
Is it my mind - or just my soul I'm losing ?
I'm lost in space - while all around are living
I scrutinise my face - the lines I can't erase
I hurt inside but outwardly forgiving
against depression, I might still be fighting but I am hopefully done with beating myself up over it. I hope you guys enjoy.
Down the long and narrow path I walked,
Down and out of Heaven I stalked,
Into Hell I was brought,
Love is what I sought,
But into slavery I was...
WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH ME FOR MY EYES ONLY ?
Never underestimate the power of a woman's eyes
I wonder what would happen if Alysha saw your willy
Would they glow with passion and surprise
or would she say put it away it really looks quite silly ! ELIZABETH TAYLOR ~ WORLDS...
Daddy how much I misd you
Daddy today is February 7, 2015, I cant believe it's been 11 years it's been to long,
How I shed some tears every passing year.
Daddy I think of you always
And every passing year.
When God took you away
To a place so dear.
I know your my angel...
from my heart
Rhonda your my best friend
From the moment we met,
And I cant tell you how glad
I really am.
Your there for me more then anyone I know and,
I love you for that just thought
You should know.
Rhonda we share secrets that
moist and black
Hugs our wrists, like an iron tack.
Our eyes lock onto each others'
Like two rays intertwining
In the surroundings of unknown shroud lining.
One glitters impatiently like the rough azure sea
One lurks deep down in a dusty fog of mud and tea
As they clash in a...
and the thought process that runs through your mind. Trying to get into the mind of a murderer is hard work, though.
The Bliss of Misery
My eyes bore into hers
Hazel mixed in ocean blue
I don't think it's ever been stained
And I don't think it's ever had a clue.
Into a man's right ear.
Stealthily but steadily
It creeps away with his heart's lily.
Gullible travelers fall at its feet
Its woven traps astoundingly neat.
But their conclusions all so horribly tangled
In a big puzzling mess of death words wrangled.
Maidens pure as...
Filled with wishes, full of light
There always comes a darkness blue
Red of stake, green of hue.
Memories and plights to which we are bound
Tides of betrayal wash them all.
For there's nothing much more cruel than death
By a sword of roses, lily and heath.
Roll the dice
My money my life
Sell my soul for
Some peace and joy
Treat my life
Like a toy
Use a knife
To pay my debt
Scars will fade
But I'll not forget
Think of Alice's wonderland
If insanity came for tea
And went nuts with a chainsaw
Look in my mind and...
now named, ''An Enigmas War''
I stand there, glancing across the plain,
I see just across no man's land,
My dark side, my hatred, and pain,
I draw my sword with a bellowing cry,
''Courage! Valour! Justice! Today our foes die!''
So I lead the charge, and both sides clash,
MY MOTHER - has lovely white Persian Cat
and she loves me and when I visit my Mum
SNOWY always makes a fuss of me and ........
we kiss and cuddle and play together !
That is a good analogy for how
I interact with my lovely GIRL FRIENDS !
All kisses and cuddles and girlie talk...
for so long I've tried to hold on
to fall out of love from you
before every of it is gone
tell me what is left
what hope have i left with me
amidst the alley of blood in thee
i asked me self staring the blue
lying in the infinite romance of sea
I hide myself in the words...
Hearing the angels sing in the windFeel them tugging at my heartstringsShowing me the way to feel alive and freeIs this the way to my destinyFollowing the sounds of their melodyI will gladly give them my wanton heartThey soar so high holding it tightCovering me with love as they...
Was I right?Was I wrong?Was I weak?Was I strong?Do I know?Do I have?Am I lack?My thoughts, my life,my feelings, my strife..Your thoughts, your masks,your likes, your tasksWhat is IN these, what is there?They are not me, they are not you..I am you, and you are me,there is NO other...
MATURE LADIES are always well groomed
They always look and scent beautiful
They love to be kissed and pleasured
They really appreciate the attention of a nubile Girl
They are never in a hurry making love
They are very experienced with YIN & YANG
They have lovely boudoirs & never...
Peacefully creating a venue for harmony
A season to breathe, grateful times
They are spoiled by a scene, hard but mild.
For beyond the enchanted woods
Just right past the barbed fence
There lies a woman selling goods
Of scarves, hoods and walking boots.
and shadows tango in the night.
Darkness sweeps her off her feet.
They dance around the corners of the houses that line the street.
They gracefully swing around the poles of the street lights,
savoring every moment.
The moon is their disco ball,
shining over them.
Of that I may not have
Only leaves me wanting more
Like the strong mighty waves
Pounding the seaside shore
Catch one I may try
Until then it washes away
The woman I may not have
On this or any other day
The woman and the wave
So very much the same
All is just a...