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 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Sixolile
Usually, I let words come to me,
tonight; however,
I am going to formulate something.

I am tired of whining about love - the lack of it,
really;
in my life.

Tonight, I'll whine about, countlessly, contemplating.
Countlessly desiring;
countlessly yearning;
For - your physical touch.

My placement of my hands on yours.
My placement of my hands on your body.
My placement of my lips on yours.
My placement of my lips on every crevice of your body.

Tonight; I whine about yearning to touch you.
I whine about your lips, softly - sensually;
rubbing on my face, lowering -
Mine, rubbing on your forehead - as you lower;
down -
my body.

Tonight; I whine about my lips, yearning -
the taste of your body.
Your skin rubbing against my tongue;
Your skin, satisfying my taste buds.

Tonight; I whine about the love my body has for yours.
The love in need of no words;
the love only touch understands.

Tonight; My body wants yours.
I hope you are shivering, in hope -
that our bodies will quench the thirst causing tension between us.
 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Sixolile
May I?
 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Sixolile
May I wrap my tongue with words I struggle to say out loud, and kiss you instead?
 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Mbali Dlamini
Yearning to love, heart so open
Soul alight , genuinely open
For my fears of the unknown have been overcome,
broken heart mended with my bare hands, past let go, wrongs forgiven
With life's so vast, I only yearn for my hearts keeper,
God sent and destined to be together,
settle I choose not to do...

Yearning to love, heart so open
I only pray, not to be deceived ,
For my mended heart, has room left for what is true, my hearts keeper, for another heartbreak I can not take...

Yearning to love, heart so open
Mended with my bare hands.
It shall remain guarded,
waiting for my God sent.
 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Dhaye Margaux
~~¤~~

You held my hand like you never wanted me to go away
You kissed me passionately like you just want me to remember it each day
We danced gracefully with the solemnity of the bright night sky
We made a vow under the blue moon with tears in our eyes...

~~¤~~

Once upon our time...and it will never change.
 Mar 2016 Kim Yu
Arcassin B
by Arcassin Burnham,

Glad,
That we came to an even trade,
Sad,
That I didn't but all your friends came,
even,
though I made a few mistakes,
still,
still sad that all your little friends came,

All I ever wanted was your lovin',
I've been compared to searching for a fool,
Maybe you could tell me your secrets,
I would never dream of playing you,
All I ever wanted was your lovin',
I could tell in many different ways,
I would go in all the right directions,
uninvited by you throwing shade,
throwing shade.


http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/03/uninvited.html
Rejected Again
 Feb 2016 Kim Yu
Mbali Dlamini
Haunted by the memories of my past
You seem to devourer every dream
Your face so visible in each nightmare
Stricken by fear…. stricken by you

Your hands have left scares so deep
Damaged I am, and yet I still stand tall.

Drunkenness was your world, pain you inflicted the most
Life was never at peace, for destruction was you love.
Truths you never told, killing everyone that surrounds you.
Your tongue was deadly, and your hands where quick
A victim of it all I’ve been, questionable was your love.

Forgiveness I have given…
Freely so, and without apologies
With the scares so deep, difficult it is to forget.
Difficult it is not to feel,
For the pain is still alive.

Robbed a normal childhood,
Hell it was, with many failing to protect me.
In a dark place I grew up, terrified by your drunken moments
Haunted by the memories of you,
Not hating you at all,
I continue to live.
Sometimes as a writer, paper is the only place where you are able to let go of the past, forgive and heal.
//This dates a few years ago when I finaly decided to face my childhood demonds, deal with the  hurt and free myself of the pain//
 Feb 2016 Kim Yu
Mbali Dlamini
I Dreamt about you last night and I woke up smiling
My heart had been poured, truth spilt out, having truely let go.
To me you where nothing no more, what u deserve you had finally received,
I cared no more.

I dreamt about you last night and I woke up smiling.
My heart awaken to the simple truth...
You where nothing but a bad choice and a lesson.
That lead to a broken heart, that had finally mended.
Pieced up I finally am, for a distant memory , you will always be.
A lesson learnt.

I woke up smiling... About last nights dream.
 Feb 2016 Kim Yu
Lyteweaver
Imagery
 Feb 2016 Kim Yu
Lyteweaver
Facebook makes me want to *****
Spew chunks of fake houses
perfect spouses
So many poses
perfect smiles and staircases
tout it.
Adorn rose-colored glasses
as you watch the egregious *****
boast champagne in their glasses
as they fool masses.
What does it matter the square footage
if you can’t teach your children how to solve problems?
Or start movements?
Or have values?
I’d rather wear hand-me-downs and have roots
than don Versace and walk in rich boots.
When the day ends, as you are lounging in your satin linens
do you ask yourself how you grew today?
How you moved today?
How you flew today?
Well I am…

So get out of my way.
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