and then for the pleasure of fucking feeling
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ the Smartass Rabbi

First we fuck for raw pleasure,
then for the pleasure of feeling special,
then for the pleasure of creating life,
then for the pleasure of feeling alive,
and then for the pleasure of fucking feeling
anything at all.

#alive   #fuck   #raw   #feeling   #fucking   #special   #pleasure   #beryldov   #creating  

it's the emptiness
it's the hatred that builds up in the creases of your
smile, of the laughter you hide your disgust with

it's the appointments you tear from your organizer
the holes in your stomach
the sunburn on your shoulders; the redness of your nose

it's your incurable phobias
your cut-up legs
your bleeding nose
your teary eyes
your itchy back
your raw skin

swollen lips
bare nails
unkept hair
ugly voice
tiredness

why the fuck'd you think spring would fix you?

and my mind a hollow fucking mess
Aminna
Aminna
Jun 25

and it seems like its not only you
who made me cry
its them too, its everyone really
i dont know how i changed so much
that my heart became a feather
and my mind a hollow fucking mess
but they'll make you cry
and i cannot turn to anyone
but myself

i cant take this anymore i really dont know how to cope with this
#cry   #bullshit   #thoughts   #me   #mess   #my   #kill   #will   #fucking  
BML
BML
May 15, 2014

A boy once said
You're hot.
But to be honest...
My shit is also hot.
You call it a compliment
I call it shittery.

When words attain your beauty,
It will be my duty,
To call your face so hot,
Because my words withhold.

#alive   #beautiful   #boy   #beauty   #fuck   #hot   #honest   #fucking   #duty  
yogee
yogee
Jul 11, 2014

autumn
as the flowers bloomed white
my heart did the same
as her eyes turned into a small, curved line.

autumn
as her fingers grazed against my hand
static charges were exchanged
and i felt like i just left land.

autumn
as the car kept the left lane
she finally told me that
jane, was her name.

and all this while,
i thought i'd expect the 4 seasons
because she had it all,
and she made me feel different stages of pleasure.

hi
yogee
yogee
Mar 27, 2014

i'm not soulless;
i actually feel like my soul is not being held by a body.
like my soul is flying around in free;
but i do not feel safety.

i'm bodyless;
whirling around in the wind,
like a particle of dust
with no weight
but still tough.

i am just a soul;
without a beating heart
with no lungs,
and no blood to be pumped.

y.m

You gently fuck a female goat ~
you got to ram the males
to make any progress.

#gay   #fuck   #slam   #kid   #fucking   #ass   #trending   #ram   #knock   #lew   #billy   #beryldov   #poke   #bestiality   #thrust   #goat   #batter   #buck  

Good poetry's like good lovemaking:
you hold back...
then explode.

Tantric sex
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neotantra#Tantric_sexuality
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p knives that penetrate into your whole fucking soul when the other actually says it th
yogee
yogee
Jun 2, 2014

Here's the truth:

Love can't be recognized in a time span of two, to five minutes.
It's not as easy as you may or may not think.
Love has to be felt by one.
All parts of the body are significant to feeling love, it's not just the heart.
You may think the heart reacts most to love;
But it's mostly the body.
It's always the body, showing you signs.
Your fingers that make you instantly reply a text message.
Your stomach that makes it seem like you run a butterfly field in there.
Your knees that wobbles at the sight of the other walking toward you.
Your eyes & head that ache after a night of silent cries under the sheets.

Other than that..
The sparks you feel at each contact.
Fireworks everywhere during each kiss!
The sharp knives that penetrate into your whole fucking soul when the other actually says it the end,
that's where you gotta stand and say;
"I fucking love you, you have to stay."

Man, that's love. And how you feel it.

y.m

nothing
FUCKING HONEST
Lily IS
Lily IS
Aug 12

FUCK all the people on here
who just want to talk about their DEARY DEARS
and the RAIN ON THE WINDOW
and the KISS OF THE LIGHT
and the way the MOON PLAYED ON HER HAIR
or the AIR FELT AT NIGHT

I DONT NEED THIS
I DONT NEED YOU
I DONT WANT THIS
GO AWAY

I know what you're thinking

"that's not fair"
"they have a right"
"you're just an asshole"

and FUCK YOU
because you're right

I'm an asshole, whose also sexually frustrated, and depressed
but doesn't have a recorded mental illness
whose broken noses
by accident
and has failed classes
and cried

yes I'm an asshole
but more like
a$$hole
because soon i'll be rich
because I wasn't afraid
to be cynical
and a bit judgemental
and completely
FUCKING HONEST

about how much I FUCKING HATE
SNOTTY BITCHES
and all the people
WHO ARE HIPSTER SHITTERS
I HATE EVERYTHING
but only sometimes
I WANT TO KILL THINGS
but not all the time

I FEEL HURT
but not rejected
I FEEL FRUSTRATED
but not closed minded

I HATE POSERS
yet am I one
I HATE FAKES
i am one

I HATE THIS
I HATE YOU
and I HATE THE WEIRD SPACES YOU MAKE IN YOUR FUCKING POETRY ABOUT THE YELLOW BRICK ROADS AND THE SPACES BETWEEN EACH STAR ON THE FRECKLE ON HER NOSE
I FUCKING HATE YOU
GO AWAY
AND LEAVE ME ALONE

fuck this shit

this is not even a poem, it is a hate ramble
#poem   #hate   #the   #existential   #ramblings   #whole   #lot   #fucking   #slurs  
 
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