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 Nov 2018 Call me Oliver
Alaa
Little grains of sand,
Slipped through my fingers;
As I dwell on my dreamland,
I couldn’t help but linger.

What if no evil existed?
What if there was no bond of adoration?
Into this philosophical flow I was drifted.
With no awareness of the duration.

I settled in this realm of imagination.
Where there is no order of creation.
Where I am ignorant of all mortal’s complication.

Out of the blue, I felt a tap on my shoulder,
I turned around;
It was a reminder,
That I am still on this simple,beauteous ground.
Thoughts in class, on the road, on the beach, asleep...etc
Do you remember my darling
we were just children way back then.
we played in the summer rain.
Dancing in puddles.
Splashing in colored rubber boots.
Drenched with happiness
in the summer rain.
I think that's when
I first fell in love with you.
I knew even back then
we would marry one day.

Remember we always
loved walking in the rain.
The olive green days
of our life my love.
You, Me, the rain.
Then when the sickness came
you tried to hide it from me.
but I knew ...I knew.....I Knew……
It was too strong for the
rain to wash away.

I remember that last day
my love.
you asked me is it raining?
I said yes my love.
It's rained all day.
Take me outside you whispered.
Dance with me in the rain
just one last time.
I carried you out to the garden
we danced in the rain.

Now when I feel
lonely and sad.
and missing you is just
too hard for me to bear.
I stand in the pouring rain
and I can feel you close to me.
And the gentle pure rain
washes away my tears.
ahh the sadness
of lost love
Jude
 Nov 2018 Call me Oliver
Dani
I crave
A touch
Not soft or gentle

I crave
A lust
So instrumental

I beg
For you
To grab me roughly

I beg
For you
To touch me toughly

I thirst
In need
For someone pressed against me

I thirst
In need
For Someone to hold me

I desire
To moan
Loudly with pleasure

I desire
To moan
Loudly - uncensored

I crave, I beg, I thirst, I desire a touch, a lust-loan.
You see, I am in dire need to moan.
A never ending thirst, a never fulfilled desire. A never ending craving for more.
 Nov 2018 Call me Oliver
Furey
One
 Nov 2018 Call me Oliver
Furey
One
One day I will
Hang these words
They will no longer
Need to be my shield
I will not worry
One day I will
But not today
 Nov 2018 Call me Oliver
cleann98
i was perfectly empty
until we met
and you became my fill

pouring me your all
all against my will.

and yet
all i became was
drier
just as
you were leaving
colder
just as
i was healing

and as i find another
perhaps then

i'd be emptier
still
okay please read the poem 'forever on my mind' by Lang Leav I can't remember which folio tho maybe Universe of Us?

anway i've always been her fan and she never fails to make me write whenever i read her works they feel like so much magic
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