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 Mar 2013 Kittu
Tonya Cusick
In a good way I can say that lusting over her and fantasizing over her isn't a bad thing.
Is it bad to crave someone else?
She fills me with desire, every glance she peers up at me I melt.
It's uncontrollable, I cannot be trusted with you.
My body has been set on fire.
My curiosity has been brought back in scorching flames.
I wonder what it's like to taste your lips, to taste you.
To inhale you like the finest drug and keep you in my lungs.
The high would be perfection.
Your the safest of all drugs, yet dangerous.
This is why I've chosen you.
Inject me with your bare hands, slide them down my waste and ****** them inside.
Inside where you can make me feel whole.
You burned me in a good way.
 Mar 2013 Kittu
Tom Orr
Ego
 Mar 2013 Kittu
Tom Orr
Ego
you say i trust to equal those in the past
whom have brought only pain and hatred
upon those in their wake?
well it's time to take a look in the mirror
my friend, no, wait, don't do that,
i wouldn't want to inflate your ego
it would come as no surprise to me if in that
mirror you would only see the eighth wonder
of the world, ever wondered if you could see
the world? i take that back, there is no sense
in snapping and losing my temper,
but all i'm doing is back tracking and
finding my self exempt of the respect that i
deserve, only you can serve to notice
the pain that you have harboured
upon the empty hearts of which now yearn
for that ever self-loving and i can only leave
you with this advice

turn around and back off
that ain't love it's idolatry.
 Mar 2013 Kittu
R A Sanders
Sometimes I lay in bed and miss you,
And I remind myself that I shouldn't,
I remind myself that you aren't missing me,
I think about how much you didn't care,
How you destroyed me.
Every night when I'm missing you,
With every fiber of my being,
So hard that the muscles in my stomach hurt,
And my hearts beating fast,
I try to stop and think,
All those nights you stayed up for hours screaming at me,
I try to remind myself that you didn't treat me well,
But in the middle of the night,
When I'm dozing through awake and dreams,
I don't remember those things,
And I'm just laying there,
And I miss you.
 Mar 2013 Kittu
Nigel Obiya
Something does not become fact merely because it was written thousands of years ago, if I wrote ‘I am headed to Atlantis to get my gills cleaned.’… and someone found this 20,000 years later, it would be stupid for them to jump to the conclusion that ours was a time of mermen and submerged cities… I’m just saying, don’t take everything as gospel. #foodforthought
Sometimes when I see archaeologists get all excited about a new discovery that is supposedly thousands of years old... I wonder, what if there was that one guy that thought it would be a good idea to ***** with people in the future, and write some totally unrealistic nonsense... like 'the book that can't be read'?. I could certainly pull off  a similar stunt, It's just that I like to see the reactions of the people I prank... I'm not that patient.
http://hotword.dictionary.com/voynich/
 Mar 2013 Kittu
Nigel Obiya
I’m unable to write a thing
I feel kind of exhausted, like I’m done with this life
But realize that I still need to fight… a thing
Still need to make music
Still need to write…
To compose these ones right… to sing
But I feel like something is out to get me… at every turn
Like life’s trying to sweat me
With every burn…
‘Keep hand further away from the heated pan’
A lesson I’d learn
I bring…
Myself to the realization that…
I’m at ‘peace’ in my heart
At war in my mind
And it is but a plain fact known to me
That it will come to pass
And then…
What will I find…
In the end?
*Just thinking out loud...
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