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Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Truth

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Destiny Glosson

Truth

School days will soon be over
and summer will come
I truly love him
but does he love me back
or is it lust
will he still talk to me all the time
or will he be gone
forever
I have many worries
but i hope they are not true.

I truly love him
i just hope his words are true

sorry it ***** this is my first ever written poem and i will most likely take it down because i hate everything i write, but yeah goodbye

#love #truth #summer #him

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Tulips

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Styles

Tulips

Silky smooth lips;
      pink folds of woven flesh
      glistening with wetness.
      their allure -- the aroma.
      her elixir -- my nectar.

#lust #relationships #**** #hot #****** #**** #erotica #***** #*****

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Observe thy Being.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Anubis the Philosomancer

Observe thy Being.

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#tags #separated #by #spaces

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Me & You

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Monika

Me & You

I´m your nothing
while you are my everything
in days like this.

#love #girl #boy #relationship #nothing #everything

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

I Am That Type Of Girl

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

The Broken Poet

I Am That Type Of Girl

I am that type of girl
That will stay up late talking on the phone
Holding you until your body stops trembling
If you were to punch me I'd grab you and ask if you were okay
If I were starving and you said you just wanted my food
I'd give it to you and watch you chew it up happily
I would imagine it going through your system
And making your tummy smile
I'd listen to you ramble about your unhappy life
While flashes of my parent's fighting ran through my head
The curse words like penetrating echoes in my mind
I Am That Type Of Girl
That will smile while I dodge the murderous bullets
And watch you cry on your own parade
I have a heavy burden
But I've learned how to carry it
I just don't think about it
It's like an illusion
You can't feel what you don't see
But you like to feel what you don't see
That is why you are always complaining and under the bus
I Am That Type Of Girl
That likes to laugh without a reason
I will sit on the floor with you and hold you while you scream
Like an upchuck from the deep bowels within
I'll tell you everything is alright
When I blame myself for my parent's fighting
I tell you to not bear the cross
I'll bear it for you ontop of the world that I already bear
You don't believe in an afterlife
You can't see anything beyond dirt
I believe in Heaven
I see Angels dancing to the rainbow
You go around the world with your head bowed down
I keep my head held high
You settle for what comes your way
I make my own way
I Am That Type Of Girl
That will smile through anything
That will love your everything
I love with a passion
And hate in vain
Yes, I Am That Type Of Girl.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

my dog is a better person than i'll ever be

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Chloe Ivy Rose Smith

my dog is a better person than i'll ever be

happy, cheerful, nice to everyone,
but also a stinky, slobbering mess,
he greets everyone with a smile
and his tail beating against their shins.
whilst i watch on, unmoving, unsmiling,
waiting for him to finish his silent conversation
and move on,
to **** up the next lamp post.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Curls

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Nevermind

Curls

I was taught
That kinks and curls
Were only "pretty"
On little girls
Once you reached
A certain age
You simply must
Keep your hair at bay
Girls of color
Don't let them say
Your beautiful fro
Is just a disgrace
Don't fall into the trap
That is self hatred
Love yourself
The way you were made
And if you choose
To tame your curls
Do it for you
Not the rest of the world

To my fellow girls of color. Or anyone with hair that isn't bone straight.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

The Seven Deadly, The Eigth Righteous.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Skaidrum

The Seven Deadly, The Eigth Righteous.

The seven deadly sins of man
have just slaughtered a
mocking bird.

The sound of willow drums
                     & laughter at 1 a.m.

The Lion's sin of Pride
                   "Hail the poet within you."
The Dragon's sin of Wrath
                   "Your words forge death on the page."
The Snake's sin of Envy
                   "The clock counts more words than time does."
The Fox's sin of Greed
                   * "Crave the words as if they disgusted God."
The *Grizzly's sin of Sloth
                     *"Immortality flocks to your pen and paper."
The *Goat's sin of Lust
                     "Dress like a daydream or a nightmare to write with blood."
The Boar's sin of Gluttony
                      "Don't be afraid to **** to suffice your poems."

Oh poets,
for those of you who've figured
it's also a sin
to ****
a
mocking bird.

The secret is in the eighth deadly sin of poetry,
                                  Don't.
                                  Tell.
                                   Poets.
                                    What.
                                    To.
                                    Do.
.

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Erinnerung

Jun 2015 stéphane noir

Anubis the Philosomancer

Erinnerung

Upon truly remembering,
One curses why and how long
One wanted truly to forget.

Then, let's joke about it!
The spiritual game of Amnesia
doth so revel in such incredulity!