antony-padilla
American
I'm just a philosophical nomad, wandering the desert wastes of the human psyche. I keep hoping for and dreading an end to this journey, but I am certain it will never come. I am mentally insatiable and will consume until I am one with the sand. / / sircryptic.blogspot.com
Up early
Thinkin bout my girly
N her nice curls
How she was made for me
Like God knew how much
I like curves
With thighs like Mya
So good I think I might die
Eyes so lovely
I think I know why
Cuz they lookin at me
Like I'm someone or
Somebody
Got me feelin fire
Now I'm tryna beat
Like karate
I'm deep in thought
Bout bein on top
Her tellin me
To keep goin instead of stop
Wrappin her hands round my neck
Kissin n bitin me
Lips n teeth send electricity
And tingles that lighten me
She wanted compliments
Well these are free
Complimentary
I glimpsed ya legs last night
When you were shining that light
They looked lovely to me
Just how I like
I love ya smile when I can make it widen
But it's ya lips that make me stiffen
Thoughts of them kissin n lickin
Every muscle on my body
While those sweet fingers
Tapered to perfection
Slowly stroke and pull the choke on my ********
Face me or face away
Just so long as you came to play
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 1:49 AM UTC
Strange revelations crawl all over my body like worms out of the mud after fresh rain.
But who are you to rain on my parade,
Killing my delusions?
You shatter my illusion, breaking my glass house that you can see right through.
It offers little protection,
But then few houses do.
Don't leave me alone with my thoughts.
I'll think myself into a grave filled with cold, damp, and rot.
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 1:48 AM UTC
Hills and valleys,
Beer and vanilla beans.
Every peak is followed by a dip,
And the downward slips
Tend to sneak up on you
Every sip is sweet
Until it's harmful
Up and down
So it's no point in thinkin of the future now
Cuz joy turns to sorrow
Just as surely as today melts to tommorow
But that same heavy gravity
Will lighten to bright levity
Soon and sooner
Like Moon the Lunar
Makes way for Sun the Shiner
But never disappears
Just goes away long enough
For the day to hide Her
My point is to never hold to tightly to
Happiness or sorrow
Because both are momentary
As fleeting as they are hollow
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC
There's good advice on every side
So don't decide your life by what sounds wise.
Because truth rarely ever speaks for itself.
It would much rather be found,
Crowned in wealth.
Advice doesn't go by what's right,
But by what sells and sounds nice.
But reality isn't always pretty,
And truthfully the truth doesn't always set you free
It can trap you just as easily.
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 9:13 AM UTC
It can transcend the physical world.
It resonates and vibrates,
echoing between souls.
But it's more than chemistry,
it's alchemy.
A meshing of being,
the combination of two disparate elements
in creation of something new.
Something different that makes everything around it different as well.
A light in oppressive darkness
and a shade in harsh light.
We both know of it's existence,
we're not strangers to it's presence.
The very opposite,
we know it down to it's atomic makeup.
Like I know her,
like she knows me.
What every touch does,
what every look means.
We know the name of this thing,
like we know each other.
And yet we just stand and enjoy,
too breathless to name anything.
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 10:37 PM UTC
Riots and revolutions.
Quiet alongside cartoons.
It WILL be televised.
And tweeted,
And petitioned,
And posted.
And then we'll all forget about it.
Fade to static
And then to black.
Claiming that this act
Will in fact have an effect
Inviting me to sign
To prove my kindness
To silence my conscience
But I'd have to be unconscious
To think that
It would do jack
The revolution will be televised
Loudly.
But it will die
Quietly.
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 7:36 AM UTC
With eyes that take the spit in my mouth and evaporate it.
That take my sense of balance and eradicate it.
Vertigo.
Get up slow.
Walk over for a long hug that feels like a couple seconds
...But I've lost all sense of time
And my words aren't really mine cuz talkin aint really on my mind.
You sendin all kinda signs that you likin what you see,
N I'm sendin all the signs that I'm lovin who I need.
The feel I need,
Got the feel that she'd read me like I've read her.
Diamond in the rough like Esther
And I aint mad at that.
Bright beauty bout to give me cataracts.
N I'm caught in those deep brown ojos
That catch the light just so.
N those eyelashes so long like they tryna lash out n butterfly kiss me.
Baby love me like I think you do,
Let me smell ya scent, get a clue,
I just want a hint of you.
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 7:35 AM UTC
There stand the gates.
Massive and made of the highest quality oak. Ornate, covered with runes of a forgotten language.
In front of this gargantuan doorway stands its guard.
A black-faced lion with a rust colored mane, a man's body, full armor, and a long halberd.
The Gatekeeper
"No man enters these gates except through me," he says,
"You would be a fool to believe you'll walk through alive.
I will not simply **** you,
Once you attempt to pass this line."
he points at a faded gap in the grass in front of him.
"I will break you.
I will annihilate you.
I will devour your soul
Slowly."
He begins to pace back and forth while hungrily looking you up and down.
Despite his having the body of a man, he still looks very much more like a predator.
"I have no need of meat.
I will leave your body for the vultures!"
He gestures to the pile of bones off to the side of the intimidating gate.
Picked clean.
"Your mind and your,"
he inhales deeply as if he were trying to sniff out a savory dish,
"Spirit!
Are what interest me.
When I am finished with you,
You will be mine entirely!
I will enjoy every morsel of your being.
But my mouth grows weary of speaking."
He looks you in your eyes.
"It wishes to eat."
He unshoulders his halberd and takes up an offensive stance.
The long shaft ends in a finely sharpened point,
Unabashedly aimed in your direction.
"Will you feed me?"
He asks,
"Will you risk these teeth for a chance at these doors?"
You clench your jaw in determination,
And take a step forward.
He smiles.
His razor sharp, impossibly clean teeth shine in the sun.
"Excellent."
he licks his lips,
"I do love a good meal."
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm not sure what's true here...
And what's simply a nightmare.
I suppose life is like that,
When things don't seem right
And we can't rightly fight back.
Trapped in our situation,
Forever running from an invisible enemy.
Energy pent up in me.
Distract with action when there's sum lacking
It's a fact that I'm backing up.
Repressions to regressions
And my stress is on the come up.
When's this rotten life of mine
Supposed to come to fruition?
Fates keep kickin me in the nuts
While I'm standin here ******
Caught me wit my pants down
Before I could find an answer
In the swirling ***** of the oracle
I'll never know
So I'll stop looking for the future
In an empty snow globe
But the present's just as confusing
Life's the longest game I'll ever play
And I'm losing
im losing
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
My soul is eaten whole
Consumed
But the tail is still sticking out.
Shall i perhaps
Induce regurgitation?
No.
I'm almost eaten.
Chew on me
And gulp me down.
Do not hesitate.
I seek to be a part of you
And it's soon to be.
Very soon.
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 10:50 PM UTC