The GoddessWhen she walks her hips sway like a hypnotist's watchThe Goddess3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the men stare and follow her lure wherever she goes
When she turns to them her perky breasts call out
Instincts take over, friends become foes before her
The men tustle to get their chance with the goddess
Standing before her gaze they see wanton eyes
Her lush lips say hello and ask their names
The men tell her all about themselves
There is little truth to the stories they tell
They must stand out above their rivals
They must taste her sex appeal
They must continue talking
They ask her nothing of herself
They feel they've seen all she has to offer
They'll never really know what's held within her body
That the heart behind her bosom is filled with love and poetry
Be My PoemI live my life in poetryBe My Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for you are my muse--
your eyes are my couplets,
your heart an immaculate sonnet,
your lips like redolent lyrics
of a song only your voice can sing,
your hands are jingles
that tickles my laugh niches,
your kisses are a million haikus
succinct and sweet
always an unexpected twist
in every final line,
your love is a verse sublime
a ballad on an infinite loop
eternally enduring the ravages of time
with your metres and rhymes,
our life together an ode
to everything lush and beautiful
rapturous and blissful.
Every stanza I now compose
will be a paean to our lyricism
for I long abandoned prose
when I met you--
the most fulfilling poem I never did write.
Celloyou delicately rub my stringsCello5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
imagining the music within
tighter, looser, finding the perfect sound
that will make me sing
I feel your bow dance across me
releasing my soul
soft at first, ever so light
I'm dazzled by your touch
the need for more aches my body
and stiffens my wood
I resonate all that is you
as you fulfill my demand
you play me harder and faster
making such noise
as would make the gods jealous !
you've made me a fountain of notes
bursting in the air,
waxing and waning with your motion
I feel your every thought
as you pour yourself into me
the last note echoes for a moment longer
as you finish your song and cradle me in your arms
I knew it was LoveThe first time we met,I knew it was Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I knew that it was love.
Even though you are far away,
there was a connection between You and I.
For the first time in awhile,
I knew this was more then lust.
You showed me the love I needed,
and taught me how to trust someone.
You never broken my heart,
you were always sincere to me.
For the first time in a long while,
I knew there was happiness for once.
You are the love of my life,
I knew my dream finally came true.
The moment you became mine,
was the best day of my Life
UselessA buried treasure,Useless2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Is what I was called by him,
Turns out I was dirt.
naked rocketnaked rocketnaked rocket2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you in an open dainty robe
highlighted in sunlight
heavenly sky walk
you smile at the effect
a cosmos of passion
pilot in command
finally of the power
of your nature
willing to be strapped in
sent on a mission
willing to never return
i am the right man
for the job
Erotica OErotica O13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wet with anticipation
My body's on fire.
Dominate me now
With your deepest desires.
Your heart is beating hard
against my breasts.
Holding me in your arms,
With such tenderness.
pumping through us.
I've fallen under your spell
to engage in tempestuous sex.
Tackling each other
to the ground
We kiss each other
up & all the way down.
I look into your eyes
and I see your soul
Something so steamy
your touch is unbelievably
Screaming with fulfillment
Keeping me so close to you
Bringing me orgasmic relief
That no one else could ever do.
SubmissionSubmissionSubmission11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I kneel at your feet, eyes down, waiting.. Very gently, you touch me under my chin. I look up at your face, the love I see in your eyes set my head spinning with possibility. You pull me up to you, and hold me so closely I can feel your heart beat. I open my mouth and try to relay to you the admiration and adoration I feel, but I cannot find words that are strong enough to express the depth of my emotion. So, I simply hold you closer, and try to breathe you in. I want to inhale you, carry you inside me, feel you, taste you, experience you. Why do you shape my world, why are you in my dreams, why do I feel strange when I talk to you, as if I were naked, and you could see into the depths of my shaded soul? Tell me, what do you see? Here is what I have wanted to give to you for a long time. In this collection of words, I live, with each line, I breathe. My heart no longer dwells in this body of mine, I am giving it to you. Now begins the courtship of a lifetime, you move so swi
a hundred heart beatshand full of hair, your skin on my teetha hundred heart beats6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
nails down my back, a hundred heart beats
we've been here before
but still you fail to breathe, my eyes meeting yours
penetrating every thought
all attempts to speak
are all for not
though there's really no need
for we both know
this moment consumes what we are
every kiss, caress,
potentially a scar
left on our body's, hearts, and minds,
so much damage done in so little time.
till we both have no choice, but to lie in embrace
hearts racing skin bleeding on the pillow case
The Living EchoMarcelline was wandering back to her house after hanging out with Finn and Jake when she heard something. She listened closer and noticed that what she was hearing was music she hadn't heard for close to a thousand years. She thought that somehow, some music had survived the war, so, excited, she went to check out the source of the music. When she got there she expected to find a "war-torn" boom-box but instead found a house, like those before the war, except this one almost looked new. She went up to the house and peeked through one of the windows to see if it was being used and she saw, what looked like a human, about 16 or 17 years old, walking around inside, he would sometimes start dancing or do an air guitar solo for a few seconds to the music...she giggled at that and quickly hid to avoid being seen. When she looked back up though, the person was gone...she nervously looked around through the window trying to spot him,The Living Echo4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
.:Five Years:.Five Years..:Five Years:.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She waited by the phone.
Waited for a call that never came.
Sometimes courageous enough to dial the number.
But not strong enough to let it ring.
She spent wondering why
Wondering how it all happened so fast.
How in the span of a day,
Family turn into strangers.
She's been trying to forget about.
Forget his very existence.
Impossible a task it's proven to be
No matter her persistence.
He was gone. No sign of life.
Yet now he speaks of love and tears.
Please do tell me, Why now after
Tyrant's OppositionYou... You've decidedTyrant's Opposition4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That human lives
Have no meaning
We can read between the lines
Endless wars, blaming the Earth's sights
This is just madness
And you're the master mind behind it
But we've got your number
Sniper in position
We'll take you out
We need not bullets
But the passion of our souls
Do you really think you can monopolize us?
You're just a clown in a suit
Well tailored and swimming in printed gold
Prioritizing your allies over the needy
Your pockets over education
Your reign over our freedom
We won't stand around anymore
We put you in power
We'll take you down just the same
Do you want to relive history?
Your oppression means little to us
Our stand will be your nightmare for ages
And when you seek forgiveness
We'll smash the hammer on your deeds
And from the dust and crumbles
There we will bury your remains
Broken Less Than ThreeFor some reasonBroken Less Than Three4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart feels heavy with grief
For some reason
I'm losing the will to smile
For some reason
My heart is slowly shattering
And dust will fly away from my wings
And dust will fly away from my being
Should my darkness go
Should my light go
For some reason
I feel like letting go
And all these tears will flood
And all these tears will flow
The oceans of pity and misery
The oceans of neglect and loneliness
For some reason
I can't keep it up
For some reason
For some reason
Flame is fading inside of me
Flame will turn my heart into ash
Ash will turn into dust
Ash will pour out my soul
And my heart will be free in the wind
And my heart will get lost in the wind
For no reason
I've let go of my being
I've decided to be just a memory
To never forget
War NoteShe has not gotten his noteWar Note4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Safe next to his heart
When the bullet went through the flesh
Rupturing bone and veins
Cries of metal and sand
Wet scarlet running down his skin
She has not gotten his note yet.
Ghosts crying in the rain
Honor pouring on the battlefield
Securing her future
Sacrifice: the Holy Grail
Bodies falling down like stars
Screams of pure strength
Anger boiling over to the enemy
[If I fall
You will know
My spirit will cry love
And the moon will bleed with me]
Dancing was such a memory
Holding her hand
Flashings of their life
As explosions shake the fragile Earth
All the things he never told her
All the things she never told him
Untold stories will fly on the wind
Tonight Angels are busy
Guardians keeping them safe
Has he fallen...
If you get this,
I am sorry for not being there
To you my heart I gave
With you my soul will forever live
I've fought for our future
And our children's wellbeing
I am sorry
.:Silence Is Her Lullaby:.Silence is her Lullaby.:Silence Is Her Lullaby:.4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
That's all she ever does.
however, she never seems to get enough
As she lays in bed,
she stares up at the white ceiling,
blank like her stare and her thoughts.
Only until everything resurfaces.
The voices, the images,
She struggles to reach over to her night table,
Trembling, she drops the little blue tablet on her tongue,
and waits... for
on commuting with no hurrythere you goon commuting with no hurry6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
lighting matches in the rain,
walking with two feet
that the gods gave you
because they cannot walk,
heading home as if with news
of some miraculous disaster,
counting the steps between yourself
and the clouds that disappeared
behind the grey veil of October.
thunder and lightning unfold
so close above
and you dream of a destination
somewhere in the south
where birds and stormy weather coexist.
behind you there is nothing,
running water will erase
every footprint you have left
on the dark sand of this metropolis.
before you there is distance,
enough to live your life
in a constant state of travel,
but not nearly enough signs
for you to know
where you are heading.
close your eyes
as not to be blinded
by the red lights and the yellow warnings,
those ever changing speed limits,
and open your arms
as to be looked at by the sun
that will soon peek out behind the nothingness,
ripping the veil
of the vast, unending
You make things specialI'm not fond of dancingYou make things special2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I will dance with you
along with the orchestra in my heart,
I'm not fond of singing
but I will sing with you
with the lyrics I wrote
that are absolutely new,
I'm not fond of running
but I will run away with you
till' those pigs
get tired of chasing us
on this never ending road,
I will do the things
I've never done before
because those things
my heart wants me to do
will only become special
when I do it with you.
Burnt TrinketBite this trinket of mineBurnt Trinket5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A useless box to you
Full of sweets
Dull with love
Blacken this trinket of mine
With the soiled remains of our bond
Have you finished yet?
Defiling my every inch of soul?
If this be Heaven, I'd be out of feathered wings
If this be hell, I'd be out of fire to consume
You've left me in the middle of it all
Empty and alone
Why has your heart done this to me?
This trinket of mine
You've chosen to throw it to the void
Empty of feeling
Derranged with regret
Like a mime, it can only pretend
To see, to do, to believe...
My poetry's left my being
I've got no energy to fight on
You've taken it all
Tell me why you loved me so...
Only to throw me back into the burning sun
If I was not enough
Why'd you lead me on
Into thinking future's exist?
Without you I've got nothing left
This trinket of mine
Dead, silent, unmoving
Bruised and scathed
This trinket of mine:
The heart of a betrayed love
Bleeding words in ink
Until the parchment holds no more
RestlessThoughts on endless repeat,Restless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The orchestra self-composes
in its sleep, and in itself
finds too much to think.
Ideas are repeated,
Rehashed and rediscovered
so that the words themselves
might speak, and find they too
have breath within them,
to somehow be unique,
And like the rest of us
fall short and yet succeed.
They tumble from my mind
like rain onto my feet,
and I scramble to write them down,
Before I too fall from my waking mind,
and into sleep
Unsave MeU n s a v e m eUnsave Me9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Steal away the softness from my eyes.
I want your fingerprints on my thighs,
The rainbows you leave there
When I taste your blood on my lips.
Make me beg.
Feed me the emptiness I crave,
Please- kiss me with your teeth.
Fill my head with your throat-sounds,
To chase away the void.
I cannot stand your gentle hands.
They stroke so tenderly,
And though I ache for you
To score with pointed fingertips
The smooth skin of my hips,
You do not.
Bruise away my bitter deeds
Like I long of you.
Rid me of damned innocence,
Flay me with my longing
My raspy yes is barbed within my throat.
Red welts on ivory skin,
Black oceans of bliss
Your name, carved deep enough to scar.
These things I want-
For you to make me nothing,
Free me from myself,
Blind me so that I may see you,
Choke me so that I may breathe.
U n s a v e m e.
OvershadowedOvershadowed4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of course I love her. I mean, I've been dating the woman for god knows how long, and we've been married for quite a few years now as well. Of course I love Alicia. But she'll never be him.
There's just something about my brother, Gerard. Have you ever met the guy? I swear, he could rule the world if he so chose. He just has that effect on people. If you've met our fans you'd understand. For god's sake, they call themselves an army. And Gerard is their leader. Of course, being his brother, I'm one of the few people that really knows him. That's something I've always prided myself on; being my brother's best friend and personal confidante. So I'm sure you understand how I felt about his hurried courtship and subsequent marriage to Lindsey Ballato. It was horrifying. Yeah, Alicia and I were in a steady relationship then, but it's not like she was ever my main focus. It was way different with Gerard and Lindsey. He'd had other girlfriends before too, but that's all they ever were. L
The Love Story You Don't TellThis is an insufferably stupid story, recounting the tale of normal boy and a weird girl, and how they did not fall in love. As is the case with all romance, it is fundamentally, innately, absurd.The Love Story You Don't Tell5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It opens with a girl, sixteen years old, caramel hair and green eyes, standing in the hallway of a small private school, holding her books for her Algebra Two class that she detests. One of her best friends, a freshman, says that her class will be getting a new kid. He is from England.
Our heroine cannot contain her boundless exuberance. Since time immemorial, she has been enamored with English accents, and, by extension, the people that possess them. She is very, very jealous of her friend.
This occurs on Friday. All through the weekend, she cannot stop thinking of him. She has always known that she will marry a British gentleman - or at least fall in love and have hot sex with one, not necessarily in that order.
And so, when Monday arrives, she despairs when she does not see him in the morn
Your Stars MineWelcome my dearYour Stars Mine5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are you happy to be here?
Are those joy's tears?
Who made you cry
Can you feel his love?
Cuz I think he calls!
Come and see them all
All are mine
The stars are all mine
See the dark gaps between
You are the gaps that fill my skies
Without you there'd be no light.
Has been a mess
And bleeding lies
Contorted they laughed
My poetry never enough
And now mine
The stars all shine
Your smiles unite them with silver strands
The constellations in the sky
And now everyone can cry
It's raw beauty
Your stars and mine
You're a cruel joker
Oh my dear
Torturing me so
With such beauty in the sky
I can not reach you
Can you hear me not either?
Please hear my cries
The stars are all mine
Your smiles are what makes them bright
And I've worked so hard to make them shine
Alive, They've kept me alive
Though my time has come at last
They never die
They'll never die
They'll shine eternally
Cuz I was your's from the start
My stars were a
This is How I Want YouI want you at 4am rubbing the sleep from your eyes,This is How I Want You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sighing like the last breath
of a distant thunderstorm.
I want you in dark wash
jeans, white socks and black shoes,
pulling each article off
and leaving the exposed skin for me
to brush my fingertips against
and revel in the faint tremors.
I want you entangled
in my bedsheets
counting the pieces of my spine,
and the hours til dawn. I want
every synapse to crackle
with electric charge, with
I want you,
your heavy, solid warmth
pressing down and concentrating all its force just below my navel,
to leave me struggling for air.
I want you between
the rustle of hair and the curl of toes,
between the first gasp of shock and the last
groan of bliss
(and somewhere in the middle
find the time