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 Jan 2014 CG
aviisevil
Your blue eyes mesmerise
Warmth of your skin sends me in twirls
Please me with your love tonight
And I'll please you with mine ,girl

I know you're afraid
Honestly , I'm a little too
First time nervousness
You don't know what to do

To break in a sweet embrace
And I'll caress your every inch
Let me touch you now
Girl , don't you flinch

Aroma of the scented candle
And the dimness of the lamp
An atmosphere you can't handle
Girl , its getting so Damp

Do you need it now
Or should I tease you a little
want me to get down
You'll like it in the middle

Now your nervousness is gone
Replaced by the lust in your eyes
I know where it's coming from
Girl ,no more can you hide

Maybe you'll find
All that you seek tonight
In my arms ,
Where I'll love you till sunrise

I little pain will give way to passion
And a feeling wilder than you can ever imagine
you'll feel alive for the first time
Tonight, I'll teach you to tame the dragon

Tonight , I'll give you something
you'll never forget
And make sure it's magical ,
something you'll never regret

So hold on to me , trust me
We're going on a ride out far
Hold on tightly , dig in my flesh
And give me some passionate scars
 Jan 2014 CG
Jacqui
Teenage weekend
 Jan 2014 CG
Jacqui
My mind replays that teenage weekend.
The one that was intense, carefree and beautiful.
We spent that weekend like young lovers
Racing thoughts and pulsing hearts
Not once did we stop and think about what is right
or what is wrong.

Though in this teenage weekend,
nothing is wrong
it is all right.
That's the beauty of this teenage weekend.

Exploring the new depths of something so profound,
we are innocent.
This is new.
It is beautiful.
Carefree.
Intense.

That teenage weekend
is forever there.
10/7/13
 Jan 2014 CG
thatdreadedpoet
january:
when he left, he took the whole world with him.
it was clanking behind his car like
a bunch of empty cans

February:
the 8 wonders of the world were
in between the miracle of our bodies breathing together

March:
after him, everything was empty sky.

April:
i tried making my head on your chest feel like home again
all i found was how pain makes craters, and my heart was the moon

May:
i said his name out loud. over and over again, until it brought me to my knees.

June:
you were the one my mother warned me about
the one who will do anything to pull the earth out from underneath me
you always made me feel as if i were falling

July:
we are not supposed to disappear inside of loss or love. someone should have told me that sooner.
this was the month i truly learned what it means to love.

August:
at some point, the paint chips away
and everything is black and white.
you are faced to keep going or to let dying without him **** you
i chose to keep going.

you can’t make a home out of the same building you burned down thinking the welcome mat will still be waiting when you decide to come back
my past love, you can’t make homes out of people
someone should’ve taught you that a long time ago (k.w)
 Jan 2014 CG
Caleb John P
Untitled
 Jan 2014 CG
Caleb John P
Golden words,
Platinum thoughts,
Thoughtless chasm,
Midnight anthems,
Pyrite & some
 Jan 2014 CG
Leona
This has gone to far ,
I look up , the sky , it burns itself
The flowers bury themselves as i pass by...
If i touch you you'll turn to stone...
Is death around the corner or am i the one causing it?
The regret , The fear , The loneliness
The , anger , The sadness , The weakness
It all melts my skin like acid ,
Until my body decays...
 Jan 2014 CG
me gs
9:54 pm, 12/29/13
 Jan 2014 CG
me gs
These lights in my brother's room,
Multicolored,
Blinking,
They seem to be mocking me
These lights are brighter than my future
At least if I continue on this way

me.gs
 Jan 2014 CG
Jack Kerouac
Man is not worried in the middle

Man in the Middle
Is not Worried
He knows his Karma
Is not buried

But his Karma,
Unknown to him,
May end -

Which is Nirvana

Wild Men
Who ****
Have Karmas
Of ill

Good Men
Who Love
Have Karmas
Of dove

Snakes are Poor Denizens of Hell
Have come surreptitioning
Through the tall grass
To face the pool of clear frogs
 Jan 2014 CG
Zach Claycomb
Fate
 Jan 2014 CG
Zach Claycomb
Innards twist
like salt on a slug.
Phlegm boils out
of sundried orifices.
Maggots find
a fresh fancy feast.
Once witnessing
eyeballs turn to prunes.
Flush turns pallid-- transparent.
The fine line between
has thus been crossed.
We're dead now.
Now is gone.
All gone.
To my parents,
I am their proud product
Doing what they could not
Striving towards goals life would not allow them.

To my friends,
I am loud and mean
Always doing what I shouldn’t
And always complaining.

To my ex,
I am a stranger
Walking in the skin of an old friend
That turned out to be a monster.

To you,
I am new
And interesting
Which makes you curious and scared.

To me,
I am trying to get by
Struggling to find myself
Mostly scared of becoming nothing in the cruel cruel world.
 Jan 2014 CG
R Rillathe
Small Steps
 Jan 2014 CG
R Rillathe
A life lost.
Alive lost.
A love lost.
I love lost.
I live lost.
I lived lost.
I lived last.
I live last.
I love last.
A love last.
Alive last.
A life last.
A life lasts.
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