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Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Non-consensual *** is not a game

it’s **** there’s no other name

she’s not playing

it’s “NO” she’s saying

Her being hard to get

is not making her wet

it may get you all excited

it’s only you who’s passion is ignited

It doesn’t matter that she lay in your bed

or even if she gave you head

she’s every right to change her mind

carry on, you must be deaf and blind
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Ah, so sad, difficult relationship
seems to be no resolution in sight
two of us loaded, shooting from the hip
always in battle mode, all day and night
maybe of the aul block, I’m just a chip
saying things, one day unable to right
today I’ve had enough of their bad lip
two-faced, sarcastic, smiling false, so bright
just one more row could sink this rocky ship
with their cynical view on life, can’t unite
I bite my tongue, trying not to let rip
were stuck in a rut, sad, pitiful plight
ask anybody but me, she’s super
but I think she’s a functioning looper
Susan O'Reilly Jun 2013
He looked at her

she looked at him

he hoped this wasn’t just a whim

They shared a kiss

played with each other’s hair

deep feelings of passion in the air

They fumbled

and tumbled

to the ground

to late to bring themselves around

Caught in a lovers embrace

there was only one ending to this race

It’s all done

passion has won

why didn’t they feel great

want to celebrate

instead they both wanted to run

She thought of a line she’d

been shown once to empower

head held low, she whispered

“nothing can bring back

the hour of splendour in the grass,

of glory in the flower”
Title was a prompt from where this poem came
Susan O'Reilly Jan 2014
When silence descends

end of the relationship

when feelings are numb
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Oh,the past I want to obliterate
all my past sins abolished forever
for all old hurts with good deeds compensate
Oh, karma holds a grudge, catch me never
Any damage I’ve caused I commiserate
Ah, with my bad deeds all ties I sever
Not necessary to rant and berate
To mend my wicked ways I endeavour
So unfurrow thou brow, let me placate
I admit I was oft, not so clever
I’m trying new ways to communicate
To walk path of righteousness, I aver

I vow, this is my new travelling road
It entails a pure and chaste highway code
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Ocean eyes
so deep and blue
I drown in their hue
beautiful and intoxicating
I promise I’m not overrating
Long lashes
silken sashes
but what enthrals
most of all
is the love that I see
When they gaze at me
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I saw a magpie today
standing there solitary
fear of childhood nursery
a rhyme drummed into me

‘One for Sorrow’

Checking no-one was near
Compelled by fear
I whisper
“Good morning, Mr. Magpie
How’s the wife and family”

I’m feeling absolutely silly
and then my heart leaped with joy
along came Mrs. Magpie

Saved by superstition
rhymes truth came to fruition

‘One for sorrow, two for joy’
I happily wave them both goodbye
magpies
childhood nursery rhyme
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Bodies intertwined
one mind
love underlined
caress refined

Different when you care
trust always there
no one-time affair
a lifetime share

Giving of a soul
need to be whole
loss of self control
relishing my role

brazen in my wishes
feelings just delicious
neither suspicious
enjoying our richness
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Have to get back in the saddle

need a new man to straddle

a little bit of promiscuity

is wanted urgently

have to latch onto someone quick

bored of the finger flick

right now, I’ll swallow anything

but it’s just a one-time fling
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
He oozes oil

down to his fingertips

his winning smile

devouring your hips

he’ll spread his seed anywhere

creates offshoots, he doesn’t care
Susan O'Reilly Jul 2013
If you’d done it better

I’d have been wetter

If you’d taken the time

I’d have an ******, sublime

You didn’t, were through

I’m so over you
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
You hit me so hard

I couldn’t breathe

marking your card

I inwardly seethe

Sleeping so soundly

the tablets worked

grinning broadly

suitcase packed
Susan O'Reilly Jun 2013
Pain hidden under my sleeves

bruises blue and green

for the old him my heart grieves

he’s gone nowhere to be seen

he hits me on a whim

these days I don’t have to do anything

it’s just as the mood takes him

can’t believe he used to sing

I’m too scared to go

run away tail between my legs

lost friends long ago

couldn’t listen to anymore “leave him” begs

I’m lying in a bed of my own making

waiting for him to return

in the silence I can hear my heart breaking

along with the bones and painful burn
Susan O'Reilly Jun 2013
Oh, how I want this moment to last
must I consign it to my past
Can I savour its mystery
before it becomes history

I’m holding it tight in my brain
replaying it again and again

I’ll have to let it go
a nice memory, I know
It is with sadness
I let this moment pass
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Oh, how I want this moment to last
must I consign it to my past
Can I savour its mystery
before it becomes history

I’m holding it tight in my brain
replaying it again and again

I’ll have to let it go
a nice memory, I know
It is with sadness
I let this moment pass
Susan O'Reilly Feb 2014
Pathetic vision

snivelling boy my new toy

happily got bound
Susan O'Reilly Jun 2013
Clock is ticking

like a time bomb

no soothing background noise

an exploding atom

my maternal instinct cries
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Penguins are so cute
They walk a weird route
They widdle waddle
I always smile at their toddle
They look like butter wouldn’t melt
A gentle creature I always felt
They are not solitary
They like being in a colony
So even though I want to bring one home
It’s with there own they want to roam
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
If I had a penny for every thought
would I be bedecked in richer cloth
would my opinion be widely sought
or would I be worth nought
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Is a pessimist
an unhappy chap if his
day has no mishap
haiku?, serynu?
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
An old photograph

me and my bro

sharing a laugh

so long ago

both blond beauties

innocent cuties

my hair turned brown

along with my mood

on my face a frown

grievance my food

Teenage years

time of tears and fears

knowing everything and nothing

wishing for something

One big walking hormone

glued to a phone

I’m glad that times over

never did discover

that something

happy not to know everything
Susan O'Reilly Feb 2014
Then came a spider

a praying mantis

I’m still going to ride her

I’m totally ******
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
The last thing I want to do is hurt you

but it’s on my list

look at things from my point of view

and see why I’m ******

your action, you will rue

bet my friendship you’ve missed

your apology was long overdue

how was my ***, when it was kissed
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I saw something the other day

I wish I hadn’t

because with me it has not easily lay

I was at the swimming pool

collecting my neighbour’s little boy

when the girl caught my eye

there was nothing particularly

noticeable about her

except she seemed to be lost

she had this look of sadness

she caught me, turned away from my stare

she may have gave me an angry glare

None of this is what upset me

it was the bruises I saw when she turned around

the area they were in that hurt me most profound

I knew in my heart that girl was being abused, misused

Why it hasn’t easily lay

I turned away

nothing to nobody did I say

I rue the day
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I don't know what a sonnet is
A quatrain
Are you insane?
Someone mentioned a haiku
this one is quiet fun to do
I'm trying to at the moment to do something called free verse
its not something I can rehearse
I like being funny
I can do the rhyming
now I need to find the comic timing
people seem to get my humour
or maybe that’s just a rumour
I'm enjoying trying
if I said it wasn't fun, I'd be lying
Susan O'Reilly Oct 2013
Poetry
my eraser of misery
a balm to my soul
keeps my being whole
where would I be
without my
poetry
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Power surges through my finger-tips

as I confidently grab his hips

urging him to go faster

I’ve overtaken as master

My inner goodess purrs

my confidence soars

at his muffled curse

as he comes he roars

But now I’m frustrated

my needs not sated

a moment ago elated

now oddly deflated

Oh, he’s down there

I’m writhing without care

ecstasy, delight

****** in full flight
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Power surges through my finger-tips

as I confidently grab his hips

urging him to go faster

I’ve overtaken as master

My inner goodess purrs

my confidence soars

at his muffled curse

as he comes he roars

But now I’m frustrated

my needs not sated

a moment ago elated

now oddly deflated

Oh, he’s down there

I’m writhing without care

ecstasy, delight

****** in full flight
Susan O'Reilly Nov 2013
Write yourself a letter

make yourself feel better

all of your imagined flaws

give them a round of applause

Put down all your good deeds

when you helped someone in need

give yourself a pat on the back

it will help when you've veered of track

Secrete it in a special place

when the day or yourself you can't face

replace tears with a smile

if only for a little while

Self-praise is not always wrong

we can keep our self-esteem strong

life will give us enough knocks

whatever you do give it socks
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Standing here lost
pride, what cost?
greeted with frost
looks glaringly crossed

Forgiveness
no, stubborness
feeling powerful
no awful

I never take what’s
not given willingly
my own moral code
righteousness spilling

Do I now feel bolder
no, just a little colder
I could have lay on his shoulder
but my heart as hard as a boulder

I stand here alone and weep
probably tonight, no sleep
I’m feeling like a creep
looking at myself, not a peep
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Standing here lost
pride, what cost?
greeted with frost
looks glaringly crossed

Forgiveness
no, stubborness
feeling powerful
no awful

I never take what’s
not given willingly
my own moral code
righteousness spilling

Do I now feel bolder
no, just a little colder
I could have lay on his shoulder
but my heart as hard as a boulder

I stand here alone and weep
probably tonight, no sleep
I’m feeling like a creep
looking at myself, not a peep
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
He’s her private dancer
he enchants her
his fluid limbs romance her

She’s obsessed
her soul he possess
his movements undress

Power is obscured
he never says a word
but she is always lured

He’s paid to fulfil her whim
but she’d do anything for him
he’s away, her lights go dim

One day he doesn’t show
her jealousy aglow
“Where is he”? she wants to know

She raises his fee
doesn’t see the irony
thinks “he’s dancing only for me”

Today he doesn’t dance for her
she can see to him it’s a chore
he doesn’t do an encore

She knows its his swan song
to another he belong
to cage him, wrong

She swallows every pill
in her mind he’s dancing for her still
she pays his last bill

He was her private dancer
his last dance lance her
deep sleep enchants her
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
He promised me ecstasy
I got sausage and chips
He promised me kisses twee
too short on my lips
He got down on one knee
couldn’t get up with his hips
he promised me he was free
my ear his girl clips
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
He promised me ecstasy
I got sausage and chips
He promised me kisses twee
too short on my lips
He got down on one knee
couldn’t get up with his hips
he promised me he was free
my ear his girl clips
humourous
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
If my ***** could grip tighter it would

it would swallow you whole if she could

she’d stop you coming so quick

just to have more time with your ****

This ***** is greedy and selfish

your shaft her favourite dish

she’ll let you lap up her cream

your *****’s passion supreme
humour
tongue firmly in cheek
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
If he read my poems

I think he’d be shocked

if through my mind he roamed

his content little world would be rocked

Because every now and then the real me writes

not fantasy, or make-believe, but me

my soul pens it’s plight

Could he distinguish fiction from reality?
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Everything’s great except for ***

your always there and caring

but in the bedroom, you leave

and your **** takes over

considerate man becomes a selfish *****

it doesn’t interest you that I don’t come

your only concerned if you don’t

foreplay consists of you asking

actually doing never happens

I’m sick talking about it

because you never listen

if I see that smug smile again

I won’t be responsible

I give you a *******

when you can’t finish

you never think of finishing me

I’m in a constant state of disillusion

don’t believe in affairs

but now see the reason some do
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
He filled me with longing

gave me a sense of belonging

When I finally accepted

my love he rejected
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
I've had a relapse
my willpower had a collapse
I'll just have to start anew
and keep writing a poem or two
It keeps my hands and brain busy
when my addiction is making me dizzy
I'm trying not to get in a tizzy
But right now, I feel like a *****
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Did you ever want to disappear?
go somewhere were no-one can hear

Where you can scream and shout
just get everything out

Just release some stress
de-clutter some of the mess

Somewhere you can rant and rave
some days it’s solitude I crave

In a deep, dark cavernous place
where it’s only myself I have to face
Susan O'Reilly Jan 2014
New Years Resolution

I’m going to be the problem not the solution

he looks at me like I’ve got 10 heads

I’m taken myself to bed

I really couldn’t give 2 *****

right now life *****

housework can kiss my ****

teamwork is a farce

tomorrow I’ll get on my knees

but tonight I hope your infested with fleas
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
My last resting place
water I want to face
place me in a field of green
trees and flowers my screen
find me a quiet little spot
not too cold and not too hot
visit me when you can
when you need too thats my plan
enjoy the lovely view
take a minute or two
sit down and reminisce
I’ll feel your presence
Talk to me as if I’m there
Share every trouble, every care
whatever emotion you bring
be aware I’m listening
I’ll be always glad to see you
but your absence I won’t rue
I’ll know that your out there living
the thought of that such joy your giving
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
The rise and fall of notes
enhanced by lyrical quotes
not all genres float my boat

its a certain beat
that gets me tapping my feet
out of my seat
like minds to meet

Choice of music
can have a motive
just ‘cos its emotive
many a romeo
chooses disco
shown his moves
to get her in the groove

Whatever music you choose
pop, country or the blues
it can be a great muse
accompany you when your down
or pick-u-up, remove your frown

So play what moves your soul
every song has a role
so cry, laugh, romance
its all part of life’s dance
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
As I sat down by the brook

A moment for reflection I took

Emotional I became

For reasons I cannot name

Tears ran down my face

For some distant hurt I can’t place

The river bubbled

I no longer felt troubled

I obviously needed this time of grief

Because it has granted blessed relief

I won’t question mysterious ways

As I wander home in a bit of a daze

Calmer I am, some peace within

So sit down by the brook awhile

It may send you home with a smile
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
Romance
A slow dance
a game of chance
a certain glance
a special circumstance
forever perchance
Romance
Susan O'Reilly Jan 2014
I’ve started to rot

the stench

decomposing in my cot

my mum (*****)

I’ll be discovered

bet she still won’t be bothered

my sisters and brothers come for a look

one meal they could have snuck

hate is now what feeds me

my daily delicacy

I’m transforming into a different being

and my revenge they’ll be feeling
Susan O'Reilly Apr 2013
There was a chicken who couldn't cluck
her own feathers she did pluck
Bought a rooster, with some luck
it will stop her thinking that life ****(s)
Susan O'Reilly Feb 2014
Your the air around me
you comfort me constantly

Safe I feel in your presence
I can sense your essence
You never leave
so I don’t have to grieve

People think I’m cold
as yet I haven’t been so bold
to tell them that your still here
and because of that there’s nothing I fear
Susan O'Reilly May 2013
Ah, often the salesman doth smile too much
usually means what he’s selling doesn’t work
He’s got the knack though the midas touch
he can sell ice to the eskimo, ****
He has got the patter down, off the cuff
On unsuspecting spenders he does lurk
To praise and extol his dubious stuff
If you purchase, commission, that’s his perk
My heart falls to my toes, he makes it lurch
Flattery can work on my emotions, park
Other day couldn’t get rid, sold a torch
To dodge him be up earlier than lark
Next time I see him I’m running away
Especially when its precious pay day
Susan O'Reilly Oct 2013
Samhain time

spirits are free

***** and lime

share our company

Smirking at our silliness

smugly knowing we'd scream

if they showed a willingness

to swim in our stream

If there feeling naughty

we'll experience a feeling

something wierd and creepy

our senses left reeling

We'll put it down to atmosphere

or wishful thinking

truth if we knew would cause fear

our hearts sinking

So leave them alone

it's their moment

cause them to groan

and you they'll torment
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