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Frieda P Sep 2013
Perdition falls from your lips in pretty posies
sanguinary lies woven within an embellished fairy tale
they drank the kool aid of your bastardized  aspersions
it's evil spell cast, hypnotizing the living dead
devil with archangel wings doth pose in velvet idioms
spewing respite in dark undertones of ego's rejection
perusing any that would annihilate acrid truths
peer in the mirror to see the lying heathen lecher
****** venom dripping from your deceptive sword
in bitterness of jagged tongue's kissass contempt

hell hath no fury as a soulless man scorned*

How did you get to be so unkind?
Frieda P Sep 2013
I breathe in your essence
the musk of morning ardor
mingle of last night still lingers
     heat permeated somewhere
between pearls & lace
lust, the scent of you
ignites the longing flames
I feel the blaze building
hot musicality beat in our *****
waves of ecstasy wash over me
eagerness of  nether bliss
wet warmth should be a clue
         sans lace should be your cue
wrap these pearls
          around your ardency
           lavish me with
your male machismo
    I'll fervently submit
                         to ravish your firm desire
            tune you like my saxophone of love
play that instrument
   all  the night and day long
Frieda P Sep 2013
Do you even feel the glue
that holds the cracks together,
did you hear the broken pieces
is this layout put together so concrete,
the facade such a slip of the eye
scaffolding a mere set em'brace,
somedays I have to ponder
who is reflecting off these walls,
made your way to the top floor
never stepped foot in the basement
   it's just not happening,         as if
when the tangible starts to crumble,
   everyone makes it to the safe room
draft another blueprint of the heart,
   stuck together with spat out remnants
"I'm faking it 'til I'm pseudo making it"
   plays on a scratchy loop in my head
apparently you're not       only blind
this cinder'd block is going down
   there are no doors out of this shaft
    once you crash that cellar floor
you end up six feet below the ground*      

start over...
Frieda P Sep 2013
I am a fragrant lily
soft as morning dew,
strength of mother lioness
    protecting her cubs

I am nonsense, clever,
   sensual & extravagant
I can make your day
   or break your heart

Take care of business,
   roar in the bedroom
     appetizer in the galley  

I could raise your sun
  or blow your mind
Be your concubine
   or take control

I am tender inside
and out
with a soul
   of titanium

I bend but
don't break me

I am woman
in purest form
Frieda P Sep 2013
I fell for you like amber raindrops
burnished by the sun's satiation,
golden in my heart you will remain
our love story as sinister storm clouds,
turning sapphire skies to bleak trickles
sank in drowning pools of our own undoing
  baubles of lust dissipated on the horizon
     yet I still swim in you on dismal days*...




© 2013 Frieda P
Frieda P Sep 2013
Butterfly haunts me
flutters by in the dark of night
when the smoke cleared
all that was left was a still photograph
no breath to be had, no words to be spoken
perched upon my mind where no one can see
all the secrets that taunt me

Left behind in in your spirit
like an erratic zephyr they twist my head
nothing sacred in how you fled the atmosphere
I oft wonder have found that freedom
as you floated from this earth
markings on the sky of colorless clues
the painted scenery still not clear
all that's left to do is exhale poetry
Frieda P Jul 2013
drowning in emotions of deceit & despair
  you waded in taking chance we'd go under
       held my head til tiny bubbles appeared
i swallowed heart not to feel the pain
   rushing  inhales made it hard to see
    through the dizzying whirlpool of  twisted lies
          your guilt burnt my fused eyelids
i dove in the deep end of abstract remission
   only to drown in your ***** transgressions
         truth surfaced to find a lifeless repose
            repast held without honor of mourning
there was no burial, no flowers, not a tear shed
        just an empty casket that encased your heart
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