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Hollow Sep 2014
I often think of
People like me who wander
Through their broken homes

Trapped inside stained walls
Unable to run away
Do they feel the same?

Am I so lucky?
Able to escape my fate
Did I pay a price?

Nothing did I gain
Only dust and ash remain
I am numb to pain

I could cry about
Insecurity and doubt
I could go without

Just a faint whisper
Just a shadow in the dark
Hollow is my name
  Sep 2014 Hollow
SøułSurvivør
sleep is in the
similitude of
death

silence
is

oblivion


10W
Soul Survivor
Be careful to
say what is important to the
ones you love
WHILE THEY LIVE!
  Sep 2014 Hollow
Mikaila
I cannot for the life of me tell
Whether it is that my world ends and begins again whenever you kiss me
Or whether my world has been over until the moment your lips touch mine
And recedes back into limbo the moment you pull away.
Either way, for a moment,
I am so happy that I do not even exist.
That
Is the biggest, scariest, most addictive feeling I have ever experienced.
Hollow Sep 2014
Anybody?
Let's exchange some thoughts, fellow poets!
  Sep 2014 Hollow
D Dee
No Tease Tonight

I’m too tired to tease
What I need is
To be on my knees
For I am so ready to please

Ready to kiss my way
Up from her knees,
To her hairless pink lips
Glistening with her need.

Her little bud protruding
Just begging to be ******
She’s just what I need
She’s so ready to be ******.

My lips circle her bud,
My tongue dances on the tip,
Her hands in my hair;
Keeping my fire to her wick.

He fire is raging
Growing strong and brighter
With each ******* kiss…
With each probing lick…

She cries out, I need you too,
And I spin myself around
Never loosing contact;
With her jerking mound.

I lower my hips, to
Her waiting lips and tongue
I cry out against her
As they make contact as one.

Two women needing to ****
Two women needing to please
Both getting ******,
And I’m still on my knees.

©May 16, 2014
D. D.
Suzy Q. Stories Publishing
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