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Niklaus Jul 2017
She's the daughter of a noble
Her images were unforgettable
Warmness covered my skin
Once she starts to touch mine
Her lips are richer than roses
Words purer that any slates

But she sleeps on her capacity
She wounds other's esteems
Then she blames and destroys
And I tried to hold onto her tightly
words tried to remind her worth

yet,
She responded by storming out
Perhaps caught an aeroplane
Leaving me standing at the shore
She ran away with her heart
I was left empty, hoping for her
But the sunset settles down

so it ends,

                            au revoir
Niklaus Jul 2017
Her adoration's long gone,
all they did was to argue
So they decided to leave all behind

They left their things
Got up, rolled their sleeves
Went up to the hill and saw the cliff
And they gaze o'er the whole land

"Parting's such a sad word."
She said but he smiled
"It isn't." the lady was puzzled
"Watching you go with my heart,
That's enough for me. I'm happy."
Niklaus Jul 2017
I met a ballerina named, Elise
Her favorite song's Fur Elise
The first time I saw her's leaping
I was amused; everyone started clapping

Oh, my heart flutter in joy
I saw her smile from the stage
Her smile precisely fits her face
Her performance was talked in Illinois.

I was boy and all insecure
I couldn't tell her how much she made me sure
Of how living could be this good
Even they say I'm your fool
My eyes only long for you
Heart's all yours, and that's true

Too bad I could show you,
All the success I have made
You rested early that the world thought,
I was left aching for your love
All my life I only drew you,
listen to your favorite songs,
And I rested well beside you.
Niklaus Jul 2017
The epitome of Beauty
Excitements and vanity
She was almost twenty
When she met her lover
Youth seems like forever
The elegance drew him
Her smile never left his
mind.
She who strives perfection
goes for all the satisfactions
Truly oblivious for outcomes
Never knew it will all just
succumb
amour proper, she has
whispers filled the rooms
"Pretentiousness never last"
And soon she pondered,
she left
empty-handed
but she was brave
and happy
Niklaus Jul 2017
Another fragile Hourglass takes place
As solace slipped from the grip of ebony
Fulfilling another twenty-four to humanity

Heavens turns another blank page
Writing the course and expanding existence
Of beings living in a soon to be perished planet
Whom supernaturals called them as pilgrims of faith
And race embodied a serpent's deeds and values
despite such contrast, freedom is still evident

Come forth another a mysterious lasting day
At five, few eyes slowly flutter open
Like flower do when the coldness
And strikes of spectrum embraces them
Along with the rest of the creations
Another slate for each individual
To live their chances as they please
And dance with time's tricks

Dusks comes and the remaining sands
Sliding down the little hole in the hourglass
Darker hues creeps down the forest
Warmer hues hugs the shore
Soft, calming breeze hits the skin
Finally ebony withdraws the light
And Luna came along with a needle
She sewed another night together
Along with the constellations and the moon
Ending each person's day with a point
Or mortals called it, sleep.
Niklaus Jun 2017
When you talk about ******
what comes to your mentality?
Is it pornographic or anything ******?
Well, I can't blame you because that's the usual.

Young I was when I saw two people *******
I was in fact aroused and confused with the course
Body's almost perfect and linking in a nasty manner
I realized I was impure and called myself sinner

Years blossomed. Further, I got older and saw people naked
I was shocked with imperfections, My senses awakened
Scars and stretch marks crawling, creeping beneath the flesh
looking at soft bellies and imperfect tones was refreshing

The body, Afterall should be taken as a form of art,
Not a ****** figure to be used, think about one's heart
Vaginas and Penises are just private part for creations
******* and ***** are just only parts to be filled with appreciation
Whether huge they are or not, We are art.
I was inspired by Emily's post on instagram
Niklaus Jun 2017
I was fifteen when I learned about tricks in life
I was with someone older and they, say it's fine
Adventurous and tested all dangers,
I saw myself pushing her against the corner

At past eleven we met downstairs,
I asked her the dangers but frowned and said, "I'm not like those liars."
My hand was on your lower back
I lifted her shirt while exploring her mouth, "****."
A whisper comes out from her lips,
"You're too naughty for your age." Placing my hands on her hips

The locking of our lips lasted longer than I expected,
She became aggressive; I felt totally connected
She unbuckled my trousers and began teasing
I was innocent and scared with whatever pleasing
It was fast, I totally forgot what we're doing,
But I felt something came, and she continued swallowing
At my young age, thought it wasn't known like those videos
I never felt so horrified with the picture, I felt like and idiot.

And we did more than I imagined,
but as soon as I again hovered on top of her
She pushed me down, "I'm leaving." It was a blur.
I hear her phone rang twice,
but on the third time, she took the call
I suddenly got sober from a fool's paradise
She picked her things up mumbling, "I'm heading home Paul.
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