JonPoDom - Hello Poetry

Bound by chains You scream for release But the one who holds the key Is gone Who can set you free?

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Oct 31, 2018

Oct 31, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC

JonPoDom

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Bound by chains You scream for release But the one who holds the key Is gone Who can set you free?

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What do you do when you feel uninspired?? It’s been so long since I last wrote a piece. I don’t consider myself a poet. I consider myself an inspirational writer. I write about what I feel and though I feel a lot of things I’m just not the same. I haven’t felt inspired to write. I haven’t felt the urge. I haven’t been moved. Words elude me. I feel like I’m blocked and I’m unhappy. How did you overcome and grasp your inspiration when it left? To tell you a bit about me and my struggles. I have a double personality. One person is Jon. The other is Dom. Hence my username. I am Jon. A quiet, introvert. Mostly keep to myself. Dom is extroverted and into some aspects of the **** lifestyle. Dom went through a rough time feeling betrayed by the one he loved and still loves, to be honest. My family never understood me and they ravaged what beautiful thing I once held in my arms. I was still writing until I suddenly wasn’t anymore. I want to write. I need to write but the words just don’t flow. Please help! I’m slowly dying inside.

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Oct 29, 2018

Oct 29, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC

JonPoDom

I need advice

What do you do when you feel uninspired?? It’s been so long since I last wrote a piece. I don’t consider myself a poet. I consider myself an inspirational writer. I write about what I feel and though I feel a lot of things I’m just not the same. I haven’t felt inspired to write. I haven’t felt the urge. I haven’t been moved. Words elude me. I feel like I’m blocked and I’m unhappy. How did you overcome and grasp your inspiration when it left? To tell you a bit about me and my struggles. I have a double personality. One person is Jon. The other is Dom. Hence my username. I am Jon. A quiet, introvert. Mostly keep to myself. Dom is extroverted and into some aspects of the **** lifestyle. Dom went through a rough time feeling betrayed by the one he loved and still loves, to be honest. My family never understood me and they ravaged what beautiful thing I once held in my arms. I was still writing until I suddenly wasn’t anymore. I want to write. I need to write but the words just don’t flow. Please help! I’m slowly dying inside.

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I miss my friends The squad goals that never end Four personalities well meshed Inspiring artistic trends And devouring all life has The white is black Salinas is back To life inside this sack Of flesh and bones fully intact A beautiful heart where nothing lacks Colombia is crazy Pops ****** and makes them hazy Disrespect her she'll beat you endlessly But her heart of gold so full of love Her home a place of rest for me Gerlt! the artist Intellectual and passionate The alien prodigy Ambitious creator Bringing art to reality Jon the ****** Forrest *** freako Fifty shades of foolishness Open minded to all people No empathy for you though Squad Kronicles Taking on new challenges Unmasking new ideas Reaching new levels Aliens amongst normal peoples JM 4/29/17

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Apr 29, 2017

Apr 29, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC

JonPoDom

Squad Kronicles

I miss my friends The squad goals that never end Four personalities well meshed Inspiring artistic trends And devouring all life has The white is black Salinas is back To life inside this sack Of flesh and bones fully intact A beautiful heart where nothing lacks Colombia is crazy Pops ****** and makes them hazy Disrespect her she'll beat you endlessly But her heart of gold so full of love Her home a place of rest for me Gerlt! the artist Intellectual and passionate The alien prodigy Ambitious creator Bringing art to reality Jon the ****** Forrest *** freako Fifty shades of foolishness Open minded to all people No empathy for you though Squad Kronicles Taking on new challenges Unmasking new ideas Reaching new levels Aliens amongst normal peoples JM 4/29/17

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I unravel the scrolls hidden Deep, dark secrets unwritten Wordless experiences The blank pages of your heart No pen and paper relay All your fear and pain All the loss and gain Those things you put away Reflecting off your face Though not written, I read And you ask if I can mend The emotional cuts that tend To take a little piece of you Slowly making you less and less But I don't know where you went A stranger is all I see And I can't say we're meant to be But if you're still in there Somewhere, hidden, I swear I'll unravel you JM 4/26/17

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Apr 26, 2017

Apr 26, 2017 at 7:26 PM UTC

JonPoDom

Unraveling

I unravel the scrolls hidden Deep, dark secrets unwritten Wordless experiences The blank pages of your heart No pen and paper relay All your fear and pain All the loss and gain Those things you put away Reflecting off your face Though not written, I read And you ask if I can mend The emotional cuts that tend To take a little piece of you Slowly making you less and less But I don't know where you went A stranger is all I see And I can't say we're meant to be But if you're still in there Somewhere, hidden, I swear I'll unravel you JM 4/26/17

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Her dark chocolate skin is an aphrodisiac Yet I cannot taste Awakening the beast within Dormant for so long He longs to play Her chest expands with every breath Beautiful skin tone and gorgeous smile Hair the way I like in pigtails Reaching down to her buttocks And her eyes? Big brown eyes They pierce through me like a sword Never letting up their gaze Seeing through to the beast within Roaring with intensity I long to feel, My hands travel freely to antagonize I long to taste, The forbidden fruit I long to see, Her body move beneath my touch I long to smell, Her chocolate skin moistened by the heat of immense passion I long to hear, Her moans and cries as she comes undone at my hand The beast wants to torture my beauty Whips and chains await you my dear Let's explore your pleasure together JM 4/26/17

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Apr 26, 2017

Apr 26, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC

JonPoDom

The Beast Awakens

Her dark chocolate skin is an aphrodisiac Yet I cannot taste Awakening the beast within Dormant for so long He longs to play Her chest expands with every breath Beautiful skin tone and gorgeous smile Hair the way I like in pigtails Reaching down to her buttocks And her eyes? Big brown eyes They pierce through me like a sword Never letting up their gaze Seeing through to the beast within Roaring with intensity I long to feel, My hands travel freely to antagonize I long to taste, The forbidden fruit I long to see, Her body move beneath my touch I long to smell, Her chocolate skin moistened by the heat of immense passion I long to hear, Her moans and cries as she comes undone at my hand The beast wants to torture my beauty Whips and chains await you my dear Let's explore your pleasure together JM 4/26/17

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I once sat at the table with my family Prepared to feast on the small bread and glass of water Dust lingering in the musty air From disasters ongoing Outside our doors Each meal quieter than the last As outside the noise grows louder The earth moves stronger The atmosphere daunting Big eyes staring at me How they haunt me day and night The sound of that whistling Like a rampaging train Signaling its approach towards hell Making its presence known For those unsuspecting few Wondering where the train will wind up Until its too late The screams in the chaos The unappetizing bread The unquenchable water Evaporating into nothing The sudden darkness This is what blindness must be like The pain shooting through my spine The confusion my brain feels Trying to piece together what just happened The sudden darkness I'm all alone in the hell that is my home Surrounded by carnage And the white helmets Bringing me back to what I think is reality I don't know Yet the sudden darkness Haunts me to this day It should've consumed me too JM 4/20/17

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Apr 20, 2017

Apr 20, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC

JonPoDom

The Sudden Darkness

I once sat at the table with my family Prepared to feast on the small bread and glass of water Dust lingering in the musty air From disasters ongoing Outside our doors Each meal quieter than the last As outside the noise grows louder The earth moves stronger The atmosphere daunting Big eyes staring at me How they haunt me day and night The sound of that whistling Like a rampaging train Signaling its approach towards hell Making its presence known For those unsuspecting few Wondering where the train will wind up Until its too late The screams in the chaos The unappetizing bread The unquenchable water Evaporating into nothing The sudden darkness This is what blindness must be like The pain shooting through my spine The confusion my brain feels Trying to piece together what just happened The sudden darkness I'm all alone in the hell that is my home Surrounded by carnage And the white helmets Bringing me back to what I think is reality I don't know Yet the sudden darkness Haunts me to this day It should've consumed me too JM 4/20/17

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How do you taste a woman? Do you let your breath Take over her skin Or do you, Gently Uncover Her treacherous, Deceitful, delightful touch? Do you take her sight for granted, As if it was yours to own, As if she would Never vanish, Or do you know She's nothing more Than a chimera on a wall, Than Clotho's spinning thread In an ancient story of forgiveness... Do you trust her soft and humid body, Like a silky cloth soaked in Spicy peppermint oil, Or do you fear Her lips As if they'll Harm the pulse Of your easily grown Desire for all that she has enchanted? Do you let her fingers linger Somewhere in between The locks of hair, As they were Her only to poses, And make them come alive Like serpents shadows on a desert's moonlight? All in all, a woman cannot be Taken for granted, As she isn't there Only because You see her Near. No. A woman is A passing shadow For your mesmerized vision. A woman is that summer rain On your heated body, Or that devastating Storm on a Moroccan Desert. She is both Dust and wind, Love and hatred, Hope and despair. She is nothing more Than clear, cold water. So drink the woman As you taste Water Turned Into good wine And tell me, stranger... How do you taste a woman?

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JonPoDom

Apr 20, 2017

Apr 20, 2017 at 11:31 AM UTC

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How do you taste a woman?

How do you taste a woman? Do you let your breath Take over her skin Or do you, Gently Uncover Her treacherous, Deceitful, delightful touch? Do you take her sight for granted, As if it was yours to own, As if she would Never vanish, Or do you know She's nothing more Than a chimera on a wall, Than Clotho's spinning thread In an ancient story of forgiveness... Do you trust her soft and humid body, Like a silky cloth soaked in Spicy peppermint oil, Or do you fear Her lips As if they'll Harm the pulse Of your easily grown Desire for all that she has enchanted? Do you let her fingers linger Somewhere in between The locks of hair, As they were Her only to poses, And make them come alive Like serpents shadows on a desert's moonlight? All in all, a woman cannot be Taken for granted, As she isn't there Only because You see her Near. No. A woman is A passing shadow For your mesmerized vision. A woman is that summer rain On your heated body, Or that devastating Storm on a Moroccan Desert. She is both Dust and wind, Love and hatred, Hope and despair. She is nothing more Than clear, cold water. So drink the woman As you taste Water Turned Into good wine And tell me, stranger... How do you taste a woman?

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Retraction You can't retract those words Like angry bees and scorpion stings That drive a wedge, Split the bonds that join at the hem And sever the ties that tie Those words don't lie You said what you said And pierced at the heart Five lambs to the slaughter By ruthless words Sticks and stones Surely break bones But bones will heal The heart will not Am I not yours? Do we live a lie? You're pretending And slowly breaking Ligaments that join us Bone to bone Flesh to flesh Though we be not yours Yours we are You can't retract those words Like angry bees and scorpion stings But the wedge is in your hands What will you do next? JM 4/16/17

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Apr 17, 2017

Apr 17, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC

JonPoDom

Painful Words

Retraction You can't retract those words Like angry bees and scorpion stings That drive a wedge, Split the bonds that join at the hem And sever the ties that tie Those words don't lie You said what you said And pierced at the heart Five lambs to the slaughter By ruthless words Sticks and stones Surely break bones But bones will heal The heart will not Am I not yours? Do we live a lie? You're pretending And slowly breaking Ligaments that join us Bone to bone Flesh to flesh Though we be not yours Yours we are You can't retract those words Like angry bees and scorpion stings But the wedge is in your hands What will you do next? JM 4/16/17

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*Sleep eludes me Like the midnight train Leaving the station All aboard! I lost my ticket And off it goes Taking my dreams Far far away Goodbye sweet dreams JM 4/15/17*

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Apr 15, 2017

Apr 15, 2017 at 7:09 AM UTC

JonPoDom

Restlessness

*Sleep eludes me Like the midnight train Leaving the station All aboard! I lost my ticket And off it goes Taking my dreams Far far away Goodbye sweet dreams JM 4/15/17*

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I'm not pro War Pro Trump Pro Assad I choose no sides All men Past, present and future Have evil within Power is destructive I don't have a Hidden agenda I'm not looking to deceive Convince or argue a point I am pro freedom Pro expression Pro peace Pro humanity Pro life In the end We are all One of a Kind JM 4/13/17

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Apr 13, 2017

Apr 13, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC

JonPoDom

Pro what?

I'm not pro War Pro Trump Pro Assad I choose no sides All men Past, present and future Have evil within Power is destructive I don't have a Hidden agenda I'm not looking to deceive Convince or argue a point I am pro freedom Pro expression Pro peace Pro humanity Pro life In the end We are all One of a Kind JM 4/13/17

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