Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Earl Jane Dec 2015

*                          
     ♥ ♥ ♥                                                             
Saccharine                                                        
kiss, a taste of heav-                                                    
              en, it's a chef d'eouvre,an                  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥                                   
                exploding fulgent tint•                  ••of love••                               
                 & commitment;, our to\         /ngue limning ela-\                     
                 tion with these lips as ˋ•´canvas, stars detonate\              
       lavishing blessing from above to our bona fide\\
                love ethereal emoti-             on scintillate from w/in \               
             creating a paradigm-           of immaculacy of \\/\      
       endearment with an-       ....enfolding c- \\\/\/ /
           ape of assurance it's an e(mpyrean aroma from\//\///\
                two seraphic being wit(h ablazing devotion towards//\\
                 each other it erected a b(eatific paradise that link two/\\/\
                   souls together in love &    harmony & while your lips/\\///
               pressed to mine, it  also      push away all of my/ /\\////
              trepidation & replace.it        with prodigious/__/////  
                   bliss, it colors my coun ,,,_
,,,tenance with perfect\//////
                       euphoria that spread out to my psyche.oh how heaven\/\/
                        descended on earth & spiced our lips with its ethereal sa-  
                     vor oh how it birthed wings in our back that allow us to s-
                       oar high while relishing this very moment oh  how  it crea-  
                        ted a divine crown to our heads & dressed us with ecclesi-
                          astical robe that scintillate w/our love as the source of lig-
                          ht oh how I want the time to cease to eternally feel this--
                           juncture oh this kiss.oh this kiss,oh how exhilaration do-
                         minate in me oh this phase with my king,oh how I pray
                           this to never end a phase that ignore the world & just fo-
             *** to each other we           |are united)with the )
                love of God that bin-          |d us toget(\her a love(
                     that come out from -           |our mouth )\and reveal )
                       it with this kiss, oh t-          |he sweetest )\just the sw)
                      eetest of all, oh i close         |these eyes )   \and appre)
                   ciate each movement          |our lips p)      \erform o)
                    h how i love this kiss          |oh how i)         \w i love)
                      you my king, you ha-         |ve suppl)          \emented)
                     me with all nutrients          |that I n)              \eeded f)
                   or survival, your kiss          |have s)                \ituate)
                    d me in a bed so dear          |surro)                  \undin)
                  ­ g yellow flowers that          |bloo(                      \ms i(
                         n its most ravishing            /state,, )                     /oh this)
                      kiss became gleami-          /ng sun\                  /light th\
                        that gives us warm-         /th, yes \ \              /this sac\ \
                       charine kiss, a taste of  (heaven/   _\        (en you/   _\
             've let/    \me taste heaven!                                        



*
with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3


oh my goodness!!! this is the hardest poem that I have ever made in my whole life,, and the form so funny ******, LOOLLLL :V :V :V took me lots hours to finish this,,, my monthsary gift to my king,, our monthsary will be tomorrow but i gotta do this ahead coz it's our exam and it's my big time mathematics so i gotta study and i know my king understand it.. i love you so much my king, and i am really trying my hardest to do everything for you, to give you time and make you happy always,, i love you ssoo much and i am waiting for you alone,, i am trying all my best for you,,, i love you most!! i am ssooo afraid to lose you my king!!! i can't lose you ever!!! i love you ssoo much!! i love you most,,

i hope you love this Brandon, this is not really perfect looking piece,, hope you love this :'( :'( :'( i love you most!!!


---i really don't understand it, i wanna put with normal font but there are lines that go bold italic, so i just do bold and it's messed up some parts
Shivam  May 2014
Ablazing summer
Shivam May 2014
The sun blazing fiercely,
the moon longed for eagerly,
days draws to a close in quiet beauty,
plugging in cold water is inviting,
the tide of desire running low;
           scorching Summer is now here, My love
suggestion are always welcome
Maria Monte Jun 2017
Oh, how sweet it would be
When Lucifer beholds thee
His string of words, ablazing a fire.
To read it with passion is what I desire.  

Oh, how sweet it would be
When the reaper comes upon me.
When his words ring in me,
They strike fear, greed, and joy.

Oh, how savory it would be
When Lucifer and the Reaper
Were to sing a melody of their own.
Anger, sorrow, disappointment, and pride.

My, oh, my..
What I sinner I am
For I wish to hear the poems of
The crooked, of the scarred, and ******

My, oh, my..
What I sinner I am,
For I would tear off
The wings of an angel to hear
A wonderful song of sorrow.

My, oh, my..
What I sinner I am
For I would **** a child
To have coffee with the darkness.

Father, oh, Father..
Forgive me for my sins,
But I don't think I'm welcome here.

~ M.M
Angels do not weep, nor do they scream for they are loved. They know not of pain.

But Lucifer and The Reaper, oh the bunch, they are wonderfully broken.

P.S This is all imagination, as far as I know, I wouldn't **** a child to make a poem out of it.
Earl Jane Aug 2015


                                                I hold your hand tight,


    And let you soar with me,

                                    Into the lofty skies,

                                                         ­ Spending time together,

                                                      ­                           Under the illumination,

                            Of the romantic moon and stars,

          Throwing all worries and sighs of life,

                                                     And leaving the world behind,


'Cause just being there by your side,


                                           Is already my everything.




                                  We ascend higher,


Above the clouds and played into the paradise of our love,

                    Our laughs echoed into our world,

                A world were only you and me existed,

                           A world of peace and love,

                                 A world of our own,

                        A world with no distractions,




                                               ­                                   Just you and me,

                             A perfect world more than we can imagine.






                                                 ­                                            We dance along,

                                                         ­                 Into the rhythm of our love,

                                                          ­       We sing along,

                                                       The music of our hearts,

                                                        ­                                      We shout along,

                  The happiness that just freed it's cage,




                                 We just praise God,


                                                        ­                  That it's just you and me,


                                         Together!






                        Those love and promises that we enunciate,


Gives us more strength,

      To keep a firmer grip,

                And hold unto each other,

                           But holding hands isn't just enough!

                                                 And so we enfold each other,

                                      Into the arms that assured the security of our love,

With the ablazing endearment,

         That gives us warmth,

                                                        ­  Gives us hope,

               That gives us life,

                                                          ­  And that lift us higher and higher,


                     Into the periphery of our bona fide love.





                                Having nothing in my life but you,

                                     Is already more than enough...




                                                  ­                                 © Earl Jane
                                                            ­                         ♥ E.J.C.S.
Silence Screamz  Jan 2017
Homage
Silence Screamz Jan 2017
I want to pay homage
to the busted streets and broken cottages,
where everyday people are destroyed
with lies and filthy promises.

You see, these are my streets
that I walked with my feet,
Brothers and sisters,
graffiti tagged and full of disease.

This is the place where I broke bones,
Layed down sidewalks full of racial undertones,
With guns ablazing and
suicides growing old.

Gang signs tagged on every street corner,
did you hear the gun shot?
Stop!!!
Yellin' loud I tried to warn ya

Mama, why does it always have to be?
I lost another brother here by my feet.
I am filled with emotions
now gone with deceit

God, Please stop this pain that
flows inside my veins,
the agony, the injury, the silence
the insane.

I can't continue one more step,
this place I call my home
has turned into a wreck.
Lives are destroyed, twisted and upset.

So, look around.
This is my neighborhood.
This is where I belong.
With the busted up sidewalks, I stand strong.

We can not turn back time,
we can only help correct lives.
So let's turn the pages people
and unite not divide.
My little piece of how I see this country right now.
ZACK GRAM Sep 2019
strict ties undevelopment
cross hairs aimed at poverty
from a grown mans hand
blinded by the darkness
faded from the dreams
visions of emmense exaggeration
different parrallels
slavery master behind a mask
slavery face hid behind a curtain
i speak an preach i have earned this
remember the time you smiled
working all day for basic pay
nothing open past 8
no certain belief or existence
why are we breathing
if something invisible
if something unconnected
connects then its precise mathematics
humans cannot comprehend
its simple knowledge
stack the stones
add the water
put that green **** in there
watch it burn
an smoke that **** *****
the cost of living comes easy
i live achieve an concieve
thats birth of reason
fact is you cant catchup
eat that cheeseburger without ketchup
throwing tomatoes on stage
half eaten half rotten
barely able but stable
when deez guns go ablazing
got them tracing staring scared
off the skreets
this isnt bragging
its a foo eat foo world
gotta teach lessons
so get out in society
pass the code
pass the note
add a end
z day
you sleep
goodnight

— The End —