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Curt A Rivard Sr Nov 2013
O’ no he’s at it again where will his little feet take him, where will he go?
Eyes wide open but yet he can’t even see.
If you could witness what had just happened you would then suddenly know.
It is a bizarre and an unknown phenomenon
As he is putting on his very own sleepwalking show.
Walking around and around your inside a fog filled maze
Guiding whispers that only you can hear there protecting you
Because you’re blind when you’re in that heavenly haze.
Oblivious to wonder as if you are free
Drifting in and out of a confusional arousal
If you want to know just what had happened, just ask me.
What visions had this prophet did witness
As he is walking all about in his sacred given bliss?
So happy he now found me in what they call
A dominant disorder with reduced penetrance
I can’t explain it but…if you ask him,
He calls it nothing more than,
Just having a death dance.

(SirCARSr. 11-23-13)

I Love you Joshua J. Rivard even though you scare me to death...
PoeticPresident Jun 2017
A man is no longer a man
after his forceful penetrance
has left an innocent soul shaken

Having them taste the fear
on their swollen tongues in disgust
Watering their taste buds
and giving the oesophagus an alert
Their eyes being flooded
with natural human salt water
as their hands shake like earthquakes
unable to grip anything
it lays itself on
Their knees numbing
making them tremble
to the dusty ground

With no access of liberation
to the soul
Subconscious sirens sound
like an emergency truck
911, what's your emergency?
"It's the end of the world"
it tells them
Lips hanging down
like water droplets
racing down a window
Inside screams are so loud
but no one can hear it

They can't run
They can't see
The certainly aren't audible

Stress to the head,
a headache occurs
So painful and strong
like like-poles of a magnet;
forceful
Àŧùl  Oct 2017
Fillings
Àŧùl Oct 2017
Here, have these fortune cookies,
Observe how smooth each cookie is,
Wow! Just so sensual the feeling is.

Again bring it closer to your lips,
When you sense me coming closer,
Edge I do to you day by day nearer,
Soon I'll be in proximity of your hips,
Onto myself, I'll pull you & we grind,
Memories to treasure we'll create,
Envious will be negative people.

Wish me to be yours,
I** will definitely be and,
Long lasting love of ours,
Lasts forever and ever.

Best friends forever we are,
Earned each other we have.

Of an Angel, I had always dreamed,
Unlimited is our potential together,
Right now I feel that I want you near.

My penetrance into your life is deep,
Unto your soul now my love you keep,
Tacit is this time-lapse right now,
Understand what it says and how,
Allow it to mature upon us both,
Love also takes more effort.

Of an angel, I had always dreamed,
Right that I have got in your form,
Games of our romance never end,
Always they seem in continuum,
Steal we will a moment of love,
Moonlight will enlighten it all,
Soon we will swoon and fall.
My HP Poem #1670
©Atul Kaushal

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