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kevin newman Oct 2011
lustful nights sinfull days

love is passion that never fades

joyus from the heart

sensuality and sin

love is forgiving pleasure

from feelings deep within


joy of the moment

in the ******* lair

the vulcan eruption

that sleep s in there


power of emotion

the tenderness too

the fiery moment

you came too


the tide of emotion

that swept through you

with sensaulality and passion too
Dream Oct 2018
I am made by your opinions, not skin.
I am polite as i am vulnerable. And i am quite when your bass speaks.
I cover up as men stare,lustfull eyes look if your skin is too bare.
I dress to impress,I cannot be a mess.
If i am too lean i am anorexic, If i am too chubby i am fat.
If i wear specs,i must surely play chess.
If i walk with my head held high my ego is too big.
If i look into your eyes I'm probably overconfident.
If i see your flaws i am too judgmental.

I am a woman, not of skin but of your words.
Women need to break illusions of being inferior. And women need to stop judging other women. If we want to be treated equally to men then we need to stand united. If we feud amongst ourselves we are  defeating the purpose of fighting for respect. Nonetheless i am a proud woman. I thrive to encourage women in the world to not bow down to men as if we are their property. We need to unite and stand up for fellow women who go through lots of sh*t. *** trade, ****, being paid less and inferior treatment in the workplace is unacceptable. We need to fight for the respect we deserve. Women are not *** toys and men need to grasp this concept. Sooner or later.
IsReaL E Summers Nov 2014
a warrior poet
Reflecting upon thyself
In bed alone visited by someone else
Golden in color niether man nor woman
I was not afraid
With a wave of its hand
Two of me divided and I was transported
To another place
Where all were lost
Lustfull, afflicted; some even possessed
My heart was heavy with echoes
Hopeless is this!
A thunder of words interrupted my doubt
"Yet the worst of these is laughter"
A jester rose from the stone ground
His teeth brilliant white fangs
He whispers to cops and gangs
Judges and jury.
And they scoffed the weak.
Meaning to them was bleak.
Because its power we all seek.
Artform is identified.
And innocence is part of mine.
But also destruction,
Of that jokers function.
The devil is my foe.
And I will not be laid low.
Again. Together;
We win.
                   He won. he lost. We win.
TRUE STORY
Why cant you just back off
You dont have a chance
Youre ripping us all apart
But youre not going to win
All youre doing is causing pain
You need to just move on
You need to just be gone
Goodbye, farewell
Youre no longer welcome at this table
You need to leave fast
Before theres two more lonely people
You never were a problem
Until you forgot how to count to two
Now youre not wanted here
Its just us, no more you
Why do you think its okay
To try and rip love apart
For your own lustfull needs
You have such a selfish heart
You need to leave
All you crave is lust
Youre addicted to the drug
You dont care at all
That we're actually in love.
Reformed euangelist of higher beautie
And higher loue that springeth forth from Truth,
Thou didst amend, according to thy dutie,
Thine indiscretions born of lustfull youth,
And didst so well, with wisdom from the tooth.
Repentance liued will giue the liuer life,
But sinne, redoubled daily, death and strife.
I read repentance in thy later verses,
And see the visions of the heauenlies.
Thy poetry baptizes and immerses
The rapt reader in sights diuine who sees
Life and the vanity of vanities.  
Saluation doth belong to those who bear
Witness of Him, the liuing Truth, in prayer.
David Watt Jan 2011
Sick today of twinging strings,
And watching the happiness that my magic brings.
Today is the peak of this ever lasting longing,
Far surpassing lustfull shortlived snogging.

I want a warm hand to clutch and hold,
And with me watch the beauty of this world unfold.
In perpetual youth his love will keep me.
instead of weary cold loveless and empty.

Immortality keeps me from this destiny,
for with it comes  my lovers repeating finality.
Every death is always the same,
tormented in moments of heartaches pain.

I cannot love one or any at all,
for the climb gets higher from every fall.
ive lost the pleasure,
of these heavenly endeavours.

So in your hands i place the choice to love,
and set it on white wings of my most beautiful Dove,
and throw myself onto the tides of eternity,
never to feel the gifts of divine maternity.
or to waltz to a song.
that plays a single life span long.
A-nonymous Nov 2011
Doldrums stuck mind wafting lifelessly in time
Vigiling on what went wrong and was what I did right

Virulent thought’s had left me in reticence
With a wistful face I sat
Her bellowing pulchritude her mellowing soul
Her gleeful eyes her mirthful tone
A face more per fulgent then a thousand glow worms

Time slumbering though; Over turning sand clocks
Slowly perspiration leads to aspiration of love being deplumed

Affectations of love, Affectation of lovers
The infallibility of love, Inane for some profound for others

Smitten by the flaming arrows
Golden years golden times
Soon taking the color of a withered leaf

I have deciphered life, i have deciphered self
I have deciphered everything from rainbow to elf

But no wind so great to create the music in the pipes
It’s the love that comes through
So tell me how came it not come true for you too…



p.s
written on a sleepless night  ... pensive and lustfull
Akira Chinen Nov 2016
Sweetness
I know your just a dream and an illusion illustrated by a fevered mind and painted by a broken heart
Dark grey eyes in a black and white photograph of something innocent with a lustfull wonder and a soulful gaze
And you are in beauty and love the definition of perfection
and maybe I'll fall in love or find madness or maybe it will be a little of both and it will be an impossible thing made possible
I could love you past the infinte unknown and through the nothing of what comes next and find you in my past and futute lifes and love you more each time
Yet if I reached out to touch you and moved my lips in front of yours and hesitated for a moment of what felt like eternity
and then moved again
in an instant would you not disappear
and fade
The paint dryed to dust and carried off with the wind of this waking dream
and the illustration turned to mist
and ghost of memory
Then you would be gone and the love would still burn over the surface of my heart and your picture would still flicker in black and white on the walls of my soul
The smell of gun smoke and gasoline to remind me of an impossible dream
And if you instead reached out to me and hesitated and then...
Would our worlds collide
Would you pull me into dreams and illustrations of books and
tales of impossible love
Or would you be made real and be of flesh and bone and blood and passion of something soul and wonder and innocence
Or would we both be pulled somewhere inbetween and walk a silver line above the sky and clouds and find our story already written in the stars
Our every chapter and our ever time and our every name and our ever love
Gypsyluv May 2016
You came to me like whirlwind
Touched my soul with ocean eyes
Seeped under my skin
I know I've met you before
In my dreams
You've  always been there
Our souls danced the night that we met
Cold and hot
Waves of our energy dancing
Making our own  rhythm
Danced like I've danced with no other
Raw
Pure
Lustfull
Beautiful
You know parts of my soul I've never even seen
And I saw you!
I saw your heart
I tasted your soul
A cosmic connection

But why now?
The timing is all wrong
Youre not ready for me
I am not ready for you
Our souls have always lied in the same places
Even before we knew eachother
But here we are
Trapped in the immaturity of our joining
I wasn't supposed to fall for you
You went supposed to be you
Not yet
But you can't fight what our souls already know
And now grieving
Tears fall from my heart
Knowing that we've lost our innocence
I can't help but feel robbed
Robbed of our flow
Robbed of the purity of the adventure
Robbed of the blooms of love that were just beginning to sprout from the seeds of spring
So why now?
Because this is our first meeting
Because what we have is beautiful
What we have will last a life time
What we have will always be connected
Our souls will forever be intertwined
Just like they always have

I will always be thankful for the adventure
Alway be thankful for what you taught me
Taught me to love everyone
Taught me to be cautious
Taught me to look after my heart
Taught me ways to love myself
Taught me patience
Taught me that there are real men out there
I know I will never find another like you
I will never find energy like yours
I will never hear another lion like yours Roar
Torontoisart May 2017
The amount of simplicity in the air has me craving for your complex soul
You're beauty only lustfull
You make a empty man whole

You're a work of art so majestic so pure
You're young yet not childish
You're superior so mature

With your abundantly overflowing aura
You make me question my religion
You have me reading the Torah

Your body like the oceans waves
It kills are the people who dare to stare
You end up digging graves

Lets get lost it space and wonder about
We could be two wonderous bodies
Look into each others eyes and make out

Let me explore the the magnificent perfection you are
Let us be blissful
Let me kiss you on a star.

- T
jeffrey robin Aug 2010
.........and the rain falleth all around.......

and the lonely boy
(.......and she, too........)
in the Story some "where"

........the rain is falling, falling.........

the savage day
falling falling

the brittle brutal silence

.................how it rains down.................
(the rain falleth all around)

speaking nicely doesn't change a thing
cannot raise the dead child off of the ground
cannot heal the wounded above the loved ones grave

cannot stop the murderously lustfull greed

as simple courage is needed now
(............the rain it falleth all around.........)

in midst the brutal, brittle silence

a voice is calling, rising and falling

the boy is seeking someone, something
a girl, too, is in the story

some "where"

.......and the rain falleth all around..........
Akira Chinen Apr 2017
I want to strip you down remove all your clothes your skin your flesh your bones strip you down until
I get to the splendor of your soul
I want to fall down to my knees and pray for just a little tease a little sin a little love a little taste of your wonderful
I want to tumble through your naked dreams and find you under a blanket of lustfull night riding stars over sheets of magic bliss coming towards me to deliver me my wish where
we would explode against the sky
and I would disolve into the love found in the splendor of your soul
Sub Rosa Jun 2015
I wear you like pearls,
Dripping down my neck,
Into the curves of my chest,
Rising. Falling.
Beneath the weight of your breath.
I clench and release the air.
Suffocating.
Your fingers in between my lips,
It was a sweltering summer in the sheets.
And we swam in our own ocean,
Tossing about and-
Rolling.
Tides of arms and balled fists,
Crashing together, a furious,
Lustfull storm.
You wore me like perfume,
The aroma of volcanic ash,
And I erupted in your arms.
And no sunlight remained-
Except in your eyes.
Akira Chinen Apr 2017
I twist and turn until I'm tangled in my sheets still warm and breathing whispers of my dreams of you and I close my eyes and drift back towards the seas of lustfull longing and let my hands wander down and grasp and slide and grip at the infatuation of fire that burns beneath my skin and quikens the rhythm and beating of my heart and my jaw tightens and my tounge presses against the roof of my mouth and traces your name against my teeth and my lungs fill and pause in anticipation of knowing the life seeping out of me is ready to scatter and spread like stars exploding against the night sky and then I am suddenly falling through space and time and my teeth bite into my pillow and your name comes rushing out in my heavy breaths of desperation and wanting of lust that bleeds with the need for love and I'm tangled in this illusion of sheets made out of dreams of you and I lay there waiting for your kiss to awaken me that I know I will never feel and my pulse dies down and the fire continues to burn as I leave the sheets of my bed while still tangled in the dreaming of you
Carolina Feb 2018
Summertime, loneliness and fear.
Oh, how I wish to have you near.
I'm voiceless calling you nonstop
and life makes me hate its plot.
See, I try my hardest to summon
a glimpse of your love to keep for me alone,
but the only thing I get from this mister
is his lustfull voice falling to a whisper.
I do not want him to be gone
but he will not stay for long
even if I put that ruby lipstick on
or when I let my silk dress slip off.
Flashing led light, cyan.
"Do not rush in" say the wise men.
But you now have that golden suntan
and I want it to happen as fast as it can.
The story is clear and I can see
this will soon only exist in me.
For I could hold your hand but not your arm
and I am sure you never meant no harm.
Distracted mind that you carry,
we could have had something legendary.
Just keep in mind when it ends and you are gone
your memory in my heart will live on.
Abimael Jul 2015
It's I the one responsible for this?
Or it is you who doomed  this heart  of mine..
the skin of yours remind me the yesterday.
were I dream of a eternal dance with the stars...
No... it was your smiley that turn this lustfull devil into a dreamer...
With lifeless, and with heartless I still claimed your pillows.
I am still the King of your moon,  and the sinful action of your night.
Zersrol Nov 2018
I may cry
But maybe next to whom
Myself and I
Or that someone who catches my eye
Who do I love
Me or the crushing feeling in my heart
Radiating from my chest
Is the sudden release of lust
I can’t stop but express

Halt me but my heart will keep going
Chasing a wind
Without knowing
Where it’s blowing
It may be going down a tragic road
Or a magnificent street
Followed with my lust being complete.

As if, I’m dreaming more than anyone would please
So how about I stop dreaming
And cease my fire of lust
Before it backfired on my trust

Feels like a argument
Between my left
And right brain
One is Lustfull
The other is Intellectual

Fighting each other
To be the one
On top
To persue
There conquest of the conscious

Either ignore or follow my heart
Doesn’t mean one is right or wrong
They are just different routes on the road
We live on
I might tinker with this one soon so I hope you enjoy this verision so far❤️
Alexander Mar 2019
I'm to forward to care for nonsensical thought.
I'm to honest to not be the real me.
But you've blown my mind.
Words twist as the imaginations vast content
Overloaded.
Thinking about thinking about thinking about you.
Thinking about why I feel you in my thoughts
Asif I know I crossed your mind
Yet the twisted thought of mine is none of a singular idea.
But a cluster of them building, that makes way for intresing ideas,twisted thought, lustfull questions.
A mind is a terrible thing to waist but with your words I doubt that's what's happening. No. Something interesting something truly of interest.
Just one statement can spark an idea

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