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Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
You turned me down twice,
If you turn me again,
I’ll turn into dust.

Your rejections are like stones pounding at my pride,
breaking it down down down.
Turn to me now,
and I’ll try my best, to tune into you.
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
I'm praying for the most wonderful, amazing person.
All I want to do is hate her, yet all I can think of is to kiss her.
She scares me to pieces, I hope she never finds out, how I write poems in my mind about the sunshine in her hair.

I'm praying for a lifetime, more than I ever thought I could.
That she will see me, only when I smile. For she makes me smile, only too often, but makes me cry even more. How come, all I think about is you, yet you are all I hope to forget?

I knew it when I started, when I first walked into the lion’s den. Now I hope to survive, at least with my dignity, at most with you. Your words are like honey in my ears, and acid in my veins. I pray God isn’t a sadist, though this only makes sense if (s)he is..!
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
Don’t think that I’m a pervert
Just take me as I am
Or let me take you.
***’ I really like your body
Every single curve.

Don’t think that I’m a pervert
But I like that pretty little curve
From your *** to your back.
Let me kiss you like a pervert
From you back to your crack

Don’t think that I’m a pervert
But I love the wonders of your body.
That ****** little curve from your waist
To your hip – drives me insane!
But I’m a happy little madman.

Don’t tell this to your mom
But I’m a bit of a madman
Who loves those pretty little curves
From your waist to your chest.
Those pretty little round things
-drives me insane!
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
Here I am, a ******* empty shell.
I sleep in church, and think about your scent.
I always had a tongue so smooth
But now my words they matter
And I waste them all on you!
Can you ******* one last time
Before you go?
So I know we had at least one thing in common
-*******!

Who was that guy?
Who stole your scent away?
I hope he’s small and fat
And have soft and sweaty hands.
I hope his *** is full of hair
And his breath smells like death.
Then at least you have one thing in common
-*******!
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
Today I googled your name
I know it’s pathetic
But it’s just me
And you
Together

Today I googled your name
And found that photograph
I know it’s pathetic
But that’s just me
With you

Today I googled your name
And found out I still love you
But that’s just me
Too late for you.
Pathetic...
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
The worst thing I ever felt for you was a crush
Or was it love? I can’t remember now.
Seems my head’s turned backwards by your beauty.
I wonder when he touches you
Do you ever feel like me?
Disgust!

The worst thing I told you was a lie
But now I wish I didn’t.
The truth would have hurt me
But not half as much as him
Do you ever feel like me?
Disgust!
Martin Rasmussen Mar 2010
As long as I don’t try anything
Will you stay near me?
Will I still hear your voice
Running through my heart like
A stream over stones?

As long as I keep away
While he holds your hand
Can I cry out my pain?
Will I still be this bitter
The day after tomorrow?

Keep me out  of your life
Do your words washes away my rocks
Before I turn into dust
Will you tell me how to keep away?!
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