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 Jul 2014
r
Your sweet lips
taste just like hers
I've tasted them before
Tasty honey lipstick
on top of yours
You rustled me
out of her door
Now you're on the inside
taking more than I could give
Sighing with your lips
on top of hers
She's wanting more
Give her another kiss for me
then hurry home
and kiss me with her lipstick
while I think of her
on top of yours.

r ~ 7/18/14
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 Jul 2014
skaldspiller
In a month
Will we be okay
In a month
Will you ******* call
In a month
Will we be sad friends
With misplaced hearts
In a month
Do you start writing poetry again
In a month
Will it be for me
In a month
Will we be strangers
In a month
Will you whisper my name next to crazy
In a month
Will you regret leaving me
Breathing to fast on a floor
In a month
Do you apologize
In a month
If you do do I walk away
In a month
In a month
I'll be back in school
In a month
What exactly do I do
When in a month
I am still in love with you
 Jul 2014
skaldspiller
How dare you talk to me like that
I'm not your honey
anymore.
How dare you call me
tell me
you realize you did the worst possible thing
and ask for me back
how dare you
say i never loved you
if i don't take you back
I loved you way to much
I owe you nothing
not a ******* word
I spent the night
trying to make sure
you were going to be okay
that you weren't going to die
of your self loathing
I didn't sleep because
i
for some unexplainable reason
still want to help you
but i cant come back to you
we can never be again
nick
i am so sorry
but we just cant
 Jul 2014
skaldspiller
So jon
I had a teacher once
When I had cancer
She told me to think about
What it would do for my writing
I called my ex fiancé
To ask him to send me some things
I asked why he put me through pain
He said
think about what it will do your writing
******* Nick
You never liked my writing
Now I'm heartbroken again
I'm writing a lot
But I just want you to come back
I don't care what
This pain
Will do for
my writing
 Jul 2014
The Unbeliever
Always so close
Words, I trifle
Fury, thy rise
Cut off my sense
My hands tingle
Rage in my head
Darkness, thine

Murmured words
Nothing to lose
Tongues slash
Clothes torn
His lips on mine

Want this release
I **** him just fine
Gouge his shoulders
My teeth taste skin
Legs lock his intwist
Driving my hips
Then biting his lips

Only my anger, desperate
And not me, I take his head
So different, I am
This is not me
Lust, passion
Hard, swift
Come, I twist

His face in shock
Grip, hugging him hard
He wanted this desire
I draw blood, my fire
It comes, it comes

Hatred it brings
Shame, for me
This base
Maybe love
Eruptions
I shake

Why can't I be like this?
Returning no lies
Just passion
Embodied
I erupt again

Sweat and blood, fluids galore
Hard between thighs
Like a thief, I take
Here I am true
Here I awake
Pin, and ****
Deepest in fire

He holds but I fight
Dig in my nails
Pound him and break
Another fierce lie
Physical, unkind

Who is this?
My body, screams
My mind, in shame
Too good, not for me
Retreat, draw away
My body betrays

He takes me now
Whisper for more
His fingers play tunes
My neck, my ***
Open my thighs
**** me some more
Harder, please

My mind retreats more
What I want, again just need
He pulls me hard, deep
Almost mean
Love, not mean

Close he comes
Callapsing skin to me
He wants to take me close
I want such more
Not sainted now
Not saited; more!
Give me more!

I say no words, my mind itself
Deposit his seed
I would ask for more
But too shy, polite for need
Why doesn't he know?

I say no words, no gentle touch
He doesn't know hints
Silence, tormented friend
Why can't I speak?
Why can't I take?
Why like this?
 Jul 2014
Liv Vastola
The moments will fade
The memories will drift from my aging mind
The faces will only be remembered
By the photographs we took the time to capture
He could have come around to ****** me
But I didn’t let him in so quickly
There was only so much hate my body could handle
The minutes dwindled and the sun was set
The heart beat slowly, stopping
The once warm turned cold
Blackness
That is all I saw
Selected memories kept in storage
Memories of my broken family
We are all twisted in a way
Mine was a curse with no potion to cure
It wrapped around my insides
A vine that
Choked a blooming flower
 Jul 2014
Amitav Radiance
When the whole world doubts you
And your heart says a resounding yes
Take out the Clash Cymbals to crash all doubts
Make your own music to drown the noise
Clashing cymbals make the right music
Clash and Bang, that upbeats the true spirit
 Jul 2014
TrAceY
I wanted to say
the moon seemed
so bright
day became night
in perfect silence
and the stars were born
into madness, into light

you appeared and I
wanted to know
http://soundcloud.com/tracey-gunne/trust
 Jul 2014
Jack
A heart waits

While sifting through the questions
piled high in a mountain of doubt,
reaching heights beyond belief
and scraping ceilings of torment

A heart waits…

Now tiring quickly, loosing strength,
finding the walk longer than you expected
Closing one eye to find the other does not see
and falling to dark corners of fear

A heart waits…

As volume amasses upon weakened shoulders,
and pain breaches the avenue
of store front sale signs
on locked door close outs

A heart waits…

When it all seems too much,
memos become lists of forever paper,
words scratched in blood ink
of empty pens spilling

A heart waits…

If you have found that point
where your mind says no more
and you feel that nothing will ever be enough,
please remember…

A heart waits…and that heart is mine
 Jul 2014
The Messiah Complex
To the less discerning eye, we are gold
glittering its distraction, scars hidden behind
angles and misdirection

Empty souls on parade
vying for attention

When will we learn
our flaws are what make us different
our flaws are what make us the same
all we are, and all we're not

*Let them shine
Inspired by
Daniel Allinson's "Shame of the Selfie" &
an old saying my grandmother used to tell me
"Everything that glitters isn't gold"
 Jul 2014
jeffrey robin
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#

Can you hear ?

What do you see ?

#

Gentle girl

Simply

The boy wanders the hills

#

What do you hear ?

Can you see ?

//   //

Eagle

In the sky

Oh oh

Vulture

The day

War is here

The children are fleeing

Everybody

Just a refugee

#

Can you hear me

Is it you I see

Fleeing to the hills ?

Simply

Refugees
 Jul 2014
Petal pie
These oceans are named Between.
Yes, I know them all.
They've separated me before
By water's solid wall.

But I imagine when I
Jump and make a splash
At my local Brighton beach
That ripple travels
To your shore so
You're never out of reach!


And at these rugged shores
That ripple reaches land.
As good as any letter penned,
A wave; an outstretched hand.

Like a message in a bottle
I hope it reaches you
Every nuance of my love and care
Dripped in oceans blue


Much more comfort in that
Bottle, than the one before
Me now. Its insides shared
With me; still I am emptier
...somehow.

Well you can't run on empty
So let me fill your cup
With seashells whispers
Wisdom pearls
And jellied joy to
Fill you up


A whispered wish
An uttered prayer.
That space that pushes
Here from there to
Disappear; give room for
Place to share as lair,
There's places everywhere...
The standard font text is Sverre's voice and mine is in italics.
Please check out Sverre's page peoples! http://hellopoetry.com/sverre-g-holter/
Thanks so much for writing with me again Sverre!
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