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  Jun 2019 Kristyn
Cné
Lairs twist life so it's tasty to the lazy
Powerful to the weak and crazy

Brilliant and seductive to the
ignorant youth
But even in pain, there is beauty in the truth

Even a tiny bit of deceit is dishonorable
For only cowards lie selfishly without preamble

As lies only strengthen a liar's defects
A liar's character, mind, & spirit gains no positive affects

The abuser of the truth paints with disappearing colors
Valuing the canvass at worthless dollars

For once the veil of the facade is lifted
Honesty, integrity and trust can never be re-gifted.

Unhappy are the takers
Or why else be fakers?

But to devastate the essence of the believer
Measures the cruelty of the deceiver

Inner peace with self deception
Is the doing of one's own soul's destruction

However if truth be told
When lies gradually unfold,

Is it better to be the believer
Or the deceiver?
Kristyn Mar 2019
Us poets, we live two lives
The one on the outside and the one in our mind
The regular life and then the one that is divine
I’d rather have the company of the thoughts in my head
Rather than needing to apologize for the ones that have been said
People are so sensitive until they are the ones to offend
I’d much rather live the one where I don’t have to defend
  Mar 2019 Kristyn
Jon York
Never be  
  ashamed
    of how
  much you
      love,
    or how
     quickly
    you fall.
       Love
       fully,
       love
   completely,
       love
    naturally -
and don't ever
    apologize
       for it.
Don't ever be
        sorry
     for loving
  the way your
        heart
      knows.
                                                                       Jon York   2019
  Feb 2019 Kristyn
Jon York
I love the build up... when
touching  turns   into
grabbing. Soft lips into
passionate   tongues.
Your heart beating faster &
faster...with me longing for
you, your pleasured sighs.

"Push me up against your
mind and rip naked my soul
and I  will willingly concede
the rest to you" she whispered
in my ear and then she looked
at me and said, "the very thought
of you sir, makes me squirm."

You ******* lips as you straddle
me ready to be mine and slowly
you slide down on me taking in
every inch you can, closing your
eyes, you throw back your head
knowing  that soon  I  will  be all
inside  you.

That   wasn't  ***,   it  was  naked
poetry I told her, me being a poet
and  all,  "and if  you  just  wanted
to   talk  you  would   have  wore
underwear" I said, and then she
whispered in my ear, "I want you
inside my mind."
                                                          ­                     Jon York   2019
  Feb 2019 Kristyn
Jon York
I want  to  kiss you
in   all   the  places
your   pulse   beats
beneath  your skin.
I want my fingertips
to  trace  your  neck
as  I  slowly breathe
you in.
I  want   your  kisses
on  every inch of me
so  that   your   lips
leave me with stains.
I'll press   my  body
against   yours  and
feel  the  blood  rush
through  your  veins.
You found parts of me
I didn't know existed
and  in  you  I  found
a  love   I  no  longer
believed   was   real.
Love is a commitment
to  protecting  another
person's   heart  with
the same  passion you
use to  guard your own.                                                                          
                                                                                     Jon York   2019
Kristyn Feb 2019
Sometimes I wanna be alone
Just to beg for company in silence
Sometimes I wanna be alone
To convince my self I need some peace and quiet
Sometimes I wanna be alone
Just to convince myself solitude is my home
But do I really wanna be alone
Because inside I’m just hoping someone will hit my phone
Just to say...you’re not alone
Just to say...I’m here for you
Just to say...you’ll make it through
Just to convince me I gotta do what I gotta do
But in all honesty I have no clue
No clue how to see it through
But maybe I just need someone to tell me that feeling like all this is okay too
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