It lived just like a leopard should.
It slept by day and stalked by night.
And pounced and scratched with killer bite.
One day while in a hunting spree,
It flicked it's ears and heard a squee.
It padded to check out the noise,
And stalked unheard with proper poise.
What it saw...
humpty dumpty sat on the wall
**** ive heard this one before
sorry ill start again , oooh the shame
maybe this one will get me to fame
anyway lying down in a field of flowers
looking up at the sky for numerous hours
i realise life is full of wonders
so i get ready for the...
Your gaze arrests me and in that moment I surrender
Aching to be devoured
You leer and my heart thumps heavily
Flurried in anticipation of what you might deliver
I'm yours for the taking, ready for what awaits
Yearning to give
Exquisite hands that roam...
My secret letters all burnt
I am gone with no return
All my old keys are abandoned
Don't break my strong bond
Let me stare in the endless breeze
My wooden chest, who did seize?
Breathing through despair
Should one ever care?
It's funny when I almost fall,
Or when my dog can't reach her ear.
I giggle at the jokes you tell,
I smile because it's crystal clear.
I like it when it's all green,
And I spot a patch of violet,
I glow inside to see my life,
And know that I'm the pilot.
The tinkle of a slinky...
The love you seek?
The blissful after?
When I reach,
You turn your shoulder.
As if we each,
Are strangers, colder.
Did you forget?
Do you remember?
Do you regret
Our passioned November?
The weather cold,
Our love grew warmer.
My heart was sold,
You were my armor.
You are so adamant
In front of my glory
you project your won story.
Are you trying to hold me from the light?
Are you dreaming of me every night?
Who am I?
Should I pretend I never noticed the lie?
Lies you've been telling me
Palaces and roses you have been promising me
wonder filled the lyrical
as the elbow
of ubiquitous groove
swallows her embracing tongue
in curves of folding
hard like memories
too long left
in the pallid
lust of the
sacred place I love, when we say,
"Hey, I want to go to the
Coffee, dripping with caffeine and the smell of books, glue,
we breathe it in.
Stacks, stacks, musty and new, dusty and beautiful in their
little covers, I touch the spines
I wish to be one, and therefore I am!
I slip by you with little a sound.
You turn at my steps, and you hear my voice.
You could see me if it was your choice!
So I slip on through, and I bide my time.
I wait for the time when the truth will shine.
In the light, the lies will fade...
My mind is like a T.V. set,
It has many different shows.
A channel for each memory,
But no remote directing where they go.
Some channels are the funny ones,
I will laugh until I cry.
Some channels are like sci-fi,
I get confused and wonder why?!
The scary shows are hard...
Living in a shell
is like hell
notice the shine shines sprout
Cherish the warmth
encore the old oarth
whose words faded away
as the letters came on it's way
Remember the flowers you worshiped
the fragrances you adored
the nostalgy is sweet
when no one did...
Drained and pained, torn in twoChained and staind by all you doDark skies clouding over blueA glaring, vicious Hell ensuePride ******** bare, but I don't dareAfraid you'll grab me by my hairI cower beneath your spiteful glareHold my throat, and gasp for airPale and frail and...
I look around and stop to thinkCan I write this poem? My mind is on the brinkIt could be about anything,I could throw in the kitchen sinkOr it could be about nothingFuhk, I write betta when I drinkBut drinks can't be had whilst at workWhich is a damn shame for sure, it'd be a...
No special treatment no stupid gifts
Not if I have my say
Don't you see who I am
This selfish woman in this home
I don't give enough to you
Because I hate to be alone
So I keep myself away
What a ******* stupid trick
And meet my needs away from you
In a world you think is...
Black lungs breath a dusty air,
Toiling, sweating, without care.
Cyclops yellow, eyes so bright,
Chipping rock so late at night.
You work so much you lose your soul,
All for a lousy piece of coal.
Toil, toil with no end.
Blood and sweat your only friend.
waiting for the Sun's shinny kisses
to blow up a sadness
sadness for the hoplessness of the little children's cries
their screams woke up the eyes of the past
hidden beneath the pillow of conciousness
insticts are aroused
Wild tigers will blow your mind
And as the fears and...
I'm a keep typing
Till I got nothing no more
I may be bad at what I'm trying to do
But here's for my pleasure and entertainment for you
Because poetray Is just a
Way for me to pull through..
So I'll sit back, cut slack and whistle a a rhythm or two
I close my eyes and I go to sleep.
A bright white light takes my hand,
And leads me to the promise land.
Angel song rings in my ears,
And spirits sob in happy tears.
Colors fade and bodies rot.
But at the ending love dies not.
I celebrated Mother's Day with my wife by taking her to Victoria's Secret and forcing her to spend $250 on underwear.
Now THAT'S poetry!
I even got to pick out one of the pieces.
Although, it's rather silly... because as soon as I see it on her, I'm only going to want to rip...
gave it a chance
Simply to say I was never a fan
Because I never gave it a chance
Scared he'll throw me away like a can
I'll never give it a chance
That's secretly why I was never a fan
So I'll never give it a chance
Along came a boy,who was very cheesy
he confessed his...
who was he looking for?!
Not me, not now, I will make him pay
My god he better ******* pray
I am not some free sleezy *****
He was peeking through the wrong door
Unlocked and furious I begin to spray
Just the beginning of his bad luck today
You crept into the ladies bathroom...
A starlit night, the moon shines like the sun
Walking along the beach, so quiet and peaceful
You run away and I give chase,calling your name
Is this the game you want to play
Your out of breath so am I
We sit together, silently watching the sky
I take you in my arms, holding you...
I have walked in the woods today.
There are places where the darkness is deep.
Where there are branches to cut me
And vines to entangle.
I have walked in the woods
Beneath light that was dim
Under branches full reaching
Under leaves that cannot fall.
Mama wants black nylon thigh highs, so he loves to stare
Mama wants sexy bra and panties, for their journey bare
A slinky dress that clinges to every curve she has
Dancing to sultry music, maybe some jazz
Tonight mama isn't feeling like mama any more
As his arms embrace her...
starlight to the dullest and dingy dusts of the earth
Perfected in Love and knowledge now gone,
Born innocent into sin
Time forgot who you were a mere moment ago, and the time, times and a time it will take to remember seem to be unilaterally obligatory as the boundaries of...
your origin song
a flood of light
always only flowing
this now expressing
whose gift igniting alters
and all but this
the dreaming wings
all the stars in the heavens,the oceans to swim inthe warm breeze to soothe my heartthe steadfast arms of love to hold meyour tender voice to console memy dreams and hopes buoy me into rainbow skiessweet memories of yesteryear chime like lullabiesmy daughters magic loveand all...
A Different Storm
On a wet
warms my Soul
Storms rage on
this cosy room
turning to see
your face as you
lie beneath satin
I would have done something
If only I dared.
She could have done something
If only she cared.
He never even tried
Though he cared enough
You watched as they died
You proved you were tough
We should have done something
But now it's too late
No one did anything
And death was their...
Put meh panties on inside out..Forgot meh deoderant..I stink wiffout a doubt..It's enuf to make a gurl rant..But I'm stilla smilinJust a happy lil fartSittin here justa chillinWritin this piece of... art.
You hang from my neck like a ton of bricks
You're bulky and awkward what a fix
Always need adjusting, collecting hair and crumbs
Restricting me to death, I just sit and twindle my thumbs
I would love to just throw you away, but if I did my arm would flay
So I will keep you on for...
A poem off the cuff aint enough...
To heal all this broken and brused stuff...
Unbalanced and unbelievable thoughts run...
Being inside my mind...no fun...
Turn off the light because iam done...
Worn and torn same old story...
No new allegory...
Uninspired so far even by these...
sleeping /passion lost direction fails ,
Silent questions , truth withheld , doubts and shivers ,
Loud rejection , tension mounting / soul awakens tears flow .
Silent retreat time is passing direction lost , truce .
Questions unanswered , actions now words , soul in slumber...
my forgotten images
Don't panic too soon
remember the golden ages
when butterflies were dancing.
My desires all left uppon the old shelf.
Melancholic , but enchanting.
Everything was taken by the cunning elf.
He poisoned our love,
he burried our trust.
Nothing would ever be...
do you hear the angels sing?
the rain i hear
the sun is near
my eyes are open still...
i cantot think of one good reason to fall asleep.
my dreams are not excuse to ignore such broken wings,
angels fall into the screen, moonlight is not bright enough to let them see..
Thousands of invisible waves
from a heart to a heart
whisper: love is love.
Nights filled with endless clicking of keyboards,
reflecting the rhythm of our pulses.
I have never been happier to be alive.
There have been other's hands on my skin,
there have been other's lips...
" She asked. "Away up in the sky."
"Can I hold it in my hands? When I grow tall I'll try."
"Can I feel its yellow light hold it gently not too tight?"
"Can it make my face shine bright, I'd be so pretty what a sight."
"Yes one day you'll stand real tall and reach out for the...
peace of mind declinedNow i a trapped in hereyou watch us shakeyou have no shameMercy is not your forteYou whinge and whine about how the worlds unkindShall I get you a mirrorYou treat the human race with disgraceEven your own blood with disgustYou may maybe6ft tall but it only...
the anything knot
a girl whose eyes echo nightmares
whose reasons stare down barrels
whose thighs spread
in spiritual spring
whose shadows curve like Sartres
the anything knot said
i see you in Van Gogh bliss and
chosing breathing chasing bulls...