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Lara Oct 2017
Today I decided to be happy
So I woke up immediatly after my alarm clock went of,
wore my yellow polka dot dress,
made funny faces in the mirror while brushing my teeth,
ate breakfast untill my bely was full,
tried to smile at every stranger
and hummed along to my favourite song.

But it didn't work
for I was not happy in my soul.
It was still there, in the back of my mind,
how you kissed her
as if you were drowning and she was the oxygen.

I will never get to lose that sight.

l.h.
Kristina E Feb 2016
Even as a child
my happyness
has been wired with fear.
When I laughed too hard at day
I had nightmares at night.

Is that the way we are taught to be?
When the day is bright
one should keep an eye opened for
the dark night yet to come.
And only speak of whishes
in murmur and undertone.

-A tradition passed on from father to son-
and even more subtly from a mother
to the woman that little girls is yet to become.
Are we afraid to be too happy?

Am I scared to breathe in full lungs?
I am quite sure fear is my predominant gene
and happyness is so illusive and intangible
that sometimes I doubit its even real
- but I want to scream out loud for once:
I am scared but I am thrilled to be here.

K.E
Jacob Cuadro Jan 2016
It started when I laid you down and our lips connected as I put your arms over your head, I can feel your nerves shaking the bed. The movement of our lips feel like we’re slowing down time and space, looking into your eyes and your beauty gives me the adrenaline that makes my blood race. Your fingers and nails digging through my skin gives me comfort and the goosebumps my hair stands up when your heavy breath breathing on my neck I start to lift your legs as slowly taking your ****** raising it up to the sky, I can deeply see the lust in your eyes. The luscious smell of your lovely odor covers the whole room can feel your temperature getting hotter the closer I get to you, for this moment is about to become true. Kissing your legs and thigh as my mouth get near your magical gate way to heaven as my tongue moves up and down and twirls around you, the taste of your soft tender juicy wet soul dripping, sticky and thick gives me a craving to my sweet tooth. The moan of your voice are like musical notes in my ears your body moves closer to me making your feet curl as your back arch and the stretch of your spine, getting you trap where I want you to be making you all mine. As I get a ******* for you for this final moment to feel your warm wet paradise our lust and love feels like galaxies of stars falling all over us like glitter with the moon as our witness to a magical moment, a life time memory we both probably will never forget.
**Jacob Cuadro
This is my first *** poem hope you guys like it enjoy.
hey, I'm
seeing spiders &
shadows & lights again &
there comes a point
in your life when
you realize
it's all this forced speech
about how
the weather is fine &
no one has died
that shouldn't have.

it's like sitting
in an unfamiliar bathtub
til the water goes cold,
knowingly just floating
in frosty clouds of your own filth,
that sick type of epiphany
that we're all just sad little
feeder fishes painted gold
that live to eat **** **** float
get old go blind become senile
then hopefully die
before anything too terrible happens.
happy ends.

unlikely.

high noon &
the horse flies are biting,
for the life of me.
if you find yourself dead
or alive.
they'll pay you for perfect timing.

so smile sunshine
the drain hasn't
swallowed you yet.

no problem no sweat.
deep dreem
humorously ludicrous.

the lunar rock flickering
& all that
co$mic glitter
pulsating
almost saying
I should return to the
wretched place
whence I came.

phoning home.

captivated
the moon's only reflecting
radiation from the sun
& some of those ancients
thought that ball of gaseous hell
was god himself.

I am now these clouds
of heaven chemicals &
other toxic emissions &
I am in awe of all of this.

there was an epic in the sky
& unfortunately I am limitied by
a lack of understanding of the
technical jargon.
the sad fact is to me
real ideology is not possible
& nothing but impractical knowledge.

.... and I don't follow.

I'm afraid

I don't follow
fuckit duckling
Daniel Tabone May 2015
May your special day be filled with happiness,
May you get all you crave,
I know that I drive you up the wall,
But I do it out of love;

You are great,
You are love,
That is the trait,
That comes from above;

You always push forward,
And work tirelessly,
I never figured,
That it was all for me;

Almost the end of May,
And you’ve given me so much,
But today is your day,
So enjoy it to the full;
Roy Esnarom Mar 2015
some people
warm people
you might get burned
they shine so bright

and you'r one too
you have your flame
they feed your core
you get your light

you'r all consumin
each and all
but sometimes some
can't soak that flame

and i'm their death
the lovin killer
yes, i'm the one
that's left to blame
around 2/2/10

moved here from wordthingies on blogspot
Shall we sit, laugh and banter,
Discuss our every desire,
In an atmosphere on love and compassion,

You order bitter, and I go for smooth,
The waiter suggests the fries,
We accept the tater-tots,

We make work of our meal,
Beer washing down our mouths,
Forks stabbing at wandering hands,

Clearing the table, a brief contact is made,
Silence falls quickly,
An our eyes catch the waiters,

"One more round of drinks for two?"
A new edit of Drinks
Bluebird Dec 2014
a smile
a kiss
a promisse
and few thing you say:
three words wrapped in smile
seems i'll be happy today
love happyness promisse smile
Tiffany Marie Dec 2014
MThis is the month
Momma sets up the christmas tree
Daddy helps string the lights
Brother puts the ornaments on the bright tree
I sip my sweet tea
Sister And I set up the miniture christmas village
The christmas tree and village are created
Warm coco and candy canes await
Across the street the another New York Family
Is setting up their own tree
Back at the gold's
Coco is slurped And candy
Chewn but really all the presents
Under the tree soon to be seen have a happy
Place to be til christmas
*then to come will be a special New Years and it's Eve
Comments and likes plus reposts are for sur welcome This was made when I was thinking of December
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