But I've never met a ginger I liked until you.
Kissy Marie

I've always liked gingers
But I've never met a ginger I liked until you.
Your flaming hair echoes my desire.

There's something about a red-headed man.....especially the one I wrote this about.
#love   #desire   #20w   #ginger   #kissymarie  

missing you missing you
i miss you

i missed you

i kinda forgot about you
but now you're online again
back down from the mountains
back down from your disappearance

missing you missing you
again
all over

and also i'm sorry

#love   #you   #miss   #sorry   #ginger  
Ginger nut crunch base
Maggie Emmett

Ginger nut crunch base
creamy Philly cheese
bitter tart lemon filling
birthday cheesecake
tongue tasty sweet when we kiss

A non-traditional taste Tanka
#kiss   #lemon   #tanka   #sharp   #ginger  
Thandiwe
Thandiwe
Sep 26

‘Shadow of the day’

Play and play and release the locks of this attraction.

Sway and displace the diamond sealed in the concrete.

It shone and sparkled immense value.

Could’ve never ended and remained in your zone.

An amazing soul, rare and simply beautiful.

Replace this with thoughts known,

You pure gold, wish forces could entwine this desire not a norm.

Came packaged in a lovely form.

I viewed your sense and values and even butterflies fluttered and passed out from your flood of casual injection of euphoria.

Seems too futile…sadly the world hardly awards love.

Will it sub-side, found a real prince of note…maybe it could’ve been groomed and grown with the days.

Is it possible to remove such a being from my rooms of thought?

Will it get better or worse with time?

Hardly unreal when lips only recite our memories.

Make what’s engulfed me in your aura die,

It’s not needed, not happening again.

Why is it now…over and over again.

The stenches of my lust for you,

My longing to be in your presence.

For once, can I be blessed with  treasure like you.

Shiny and rare…beautiful and valuable.

Regrets of loving so easily has now become a punishment.

Again I need to mend the pieces,

The millions of pieces broken by heavy disappointment.

Why did those words you said colour my ears,

How can you have made me feel liked yet you saw past me.

Haven’t my feet walked this hurt before.

Seems things are too heavy…

Never golden or maybe their lame gestures have rusted my heart.

Hardly any good in the possibilities, I hate these realities.

I’m fed up with these warriors who easily pull on my heart-strings.

Where shall I rest?

Find comfort and acceptance from the evil rest.

I saw sanctuary in your eyes,

Pictured a loving soul and felt a honourale being from your touch.

Loosen my grip on what will never happen.

Too raw…yet the heart has become immune.

Now mind and energy drowns in gloom.

20years of living…still I believe in love.

Still I want to believe there’s one for me.

Understanding and equally loving.

But…sadly there’s been no luck.

Maybe, just maybe it’s my fault.

Maybe I reveal too much and have them regretting they laid eyes on me.

Ginger's just a spicy bitch.
Haunter
Haunter
Jul 19, 2012

Ginger's just a spicy bitch.
You pay her no mind.

Her food stamps
speak, louder than her fake earrings.

Poorly cloaked poverty.
Cash talks, fake chains
scream stupidity.

She's livin'
the
White Trash Dream.

re black, gay, dwarfs ?as well as being ginger.
ioan pearce
Feb 27, 2010

white paloured skinfreckled facesturning pinkin sunny places blaze of red upon their headno right to be a whingerwhat if they were black, gay, dwarfs ?as well as being ginger.

Ginger.
Hannah Sislo

Freckles?
To me,
Angel kisses.
To you,
Stolen souls.
Pale skin?
To me,
Sunburns.
To you,
Glow-in-the-dark.
Red hair?
To me,
Heritage.
To you,
Heated temper.
Ginger.
You say I have no soul.
I stand up to you and say:
Red hair,
Don’t care!

 
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