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Have a will to learn
And be your best
Possess a can do attitude
Always show your gratitude
Be at the top of your class
Continue to shine
Shout it out loud
Get that piece of paper and make your parents proud
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Melissa S
One pulls me down in a sea of tenderness
safe gentle lapping waves of love and comfort
so soothing like a warm summer pond in the south
He is my anchor

The other loves me like a wild forbidden passionate rush
an all consuming type of love, making the world disappear
clinging to a life raft in a turbulent sea
He is my storm

Enticing waters with the luminous waves that can tempt the dead from their bed. My soul longs for both. I cannot drift off to peaceful sleep until the waves of desire find their sweet release. A wondrous storm of love in a turbulent sea or a steadfast anchor that has taken hold on a part of me
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Melissa S
She has her own star
Down on the boulevard
Where they all line up to see her
Welcome to her life
Welcome to her world
Her life did not go as planned
She thought the whole world was in her hands
She craves intimacy in the worst way
But has to settle for whatever the fellows are paying for that day
She parades around on her concrete stars perfumed and sprayed
Hopeful that someone will find her desirable rather than doubtful
Wears tons of makeup
Smokes two packs a day
She thinks the sooner she leaves this world the better
She had a plan she had a path
Before that monster stole her soul and caused her wrath
Now alcohol and drugs help numb her pain
Nothing but a ghost girl remains
The other girl shed herself just a pile of skin left on the floor
This new person is all anyone will see anymore
She does have a good heart
but rarely uses it
too many people have let her down
No one ever tries to see the person that she is
they never stop to hear her story
They say it's hard work to look that easy
Some may even call her ******
But not me
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Melissa S
You have me bewitched...weaved around some magic wicked spell
It's like my body is mine no more
You have brought this woman out of her shell

How did you know where to find me
How did you know you could do this to me
How did you know control would be relinquished so easily

You are *** in every breath, every beat, and every motion
You are all of this and more without commitment and void of any emotion

You are a fire within my wondrous sea
A great burning rush that consumes me

The silky flick and swirl of your tongue on my flesh
Has brought me this intense current of desire
Your touch has magnified all my senses in a warm liquid fire

Your lips are soft and searing on the inside of my thighs
Your ******* a teasing length on my leg waiting to comply

Gasping... my lips are licked and bit in a wordless plea for more
As you start exploring and teasing my throbbing aching core

My thighs are now split on both sides of your hips
My breast in your mouth caught between your teeth and your lips

Our bodies melded together..heated skin on skin
Do not know where your limbs end and mine begin

To be desired by you is such a gift beyond measure
The submissive in me aiming to please and always give you pleasure
Was inspired to write this after reading Fifty Shades of Grey
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
PaperclipPoems
My momma told me not to love
She said it only breaks your soul
She talked as if it was a being
That walks the earth and swallows you whole.

She told me not to love
That it lies and misleads,
Not to fall and not to cry
Or else I can be sure it'll find me.

She told me not to love
She said it wasn't worth the pain
She said it's like playing checkers, over and over
And always loosing the game.

She said I would regret ever trying
And that I'd always come back in tears
So I was cold and I was empty
Dodging every opportunity through the years.

But now I think I found someone
And I think I want to give him a try
Standing in front of him, facing my fear
I'm ready to know what love is like.
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I'll probably redo this one later... so we'll call it draft one.
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
alicia
Nostalgia
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
alicia
Autumn's amber hued
Sunday afternoons
are laced with regret
for days gone to soon.

Yellowed pages
folded and faded,
are the leaves underfoot,
sweet and decaying.

Now the fall moon
will be waning blue,
and so goes this life,
a memory too.
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Crimsyy
Honestly
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Crimsyy
I do not like this feeling
of thought processes spreading
in my mind,
like a dollop of molasses...

I do not like my temples throbbing,
but I do not like a mess...
this madness will make
a mad hatter out of me,
all my pieces will
scatter for infinity,
the treasures within me
soon lost at sea..

I do not like you.
I do not like you.
I do not like being
pushed to the edge,
I do not like you,
I do not like being
pushed overboard,
I do not like you,
I do not like the thoughts
messing with my head,
I do not like you.

But I stay,
and the owner
of red glowing eyes
surveys from above,
he does not like this love...
It looks too much like loyalty,
so my strength is all taken from me

With a single rip,
perseverance dead,
I am tired.
 Sep 2016 Illya Oz
Little Bear
As we lay there
he pulled me close
he knew my eyes
"tell me..
he said..
tell me what troubles
are hidden behind
those eyes, my love
and let us put them
far away"
and as his fingers
softly brushed
the hair
from my eyes..
for the life of me
i couldn't remember
a single
one
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