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Gia Garcia Sep 2017
If this is love
I've never known it
Till now
For Carlos
Shelley Yater Sep 2017
Today is my birthday
It is neither here nor there
September third
And I don't care..
There were ages I thought
I'm doomed for sure
My ego lost wages against-
Anything inside of me pure.

In my life constant improving
IS
My one single goal.
With that
LOOK OUT
candles
Because here I blow!
Feeling really numb to my birthday. Not thrilled or unhappy.
Just ok
Posting this not as a poem-
But came out of head no reason
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
I walked through these doors.
I just wanted to get away.
I just wanted to pass a unit at uni.
I just wanted to start afresh.

Its been three years.
I still walk through these doors.
I met good people here.
I had a lot of fun here.
I still have fun here.
I tell people about here.

3 years of growth.
3 years of loving you guys.
3 years of happiness and going places.
3 years of managing sport.
I'm glad I came
I,m glad I met you.
Now I know, home can be anywhere.
krm Jul 2017
Change
Frightened
Silenced
Benji James Jun 2017
I can see the ****** tension
You're both expressing
Let me set you both free
That's why they call me
The love machine
I really like you
And I really like her
In fact, I like you both together
Let's add me
You know what they say
It's, even more, fun with three

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

Hope you're both ready
Things are bound to get sweaty
Switching out positions
Moans, biting, licking, kissing
Nail marks down skin
Lips locked, the taste so sweet
The smell of *** in the air yeah
Both **** fine, oh girls got it
I'm still on target doing alright
Aw yeah this feels so nice
one on top as I'm locking lips
Yeah switch it round
Move it in and out
Up and down
Switching in
Switch out
Things getting messy now

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

She's on her
Lips to lips
I'm kissing down the back
Yeah hands on her hips
Skin so smooth on both of you
Ooh I'm in deep
Losing control, bout to explode
Hold tight here it goes
Makeups getting messy
Their hair is everywhere
Still looking so fine
**** girls, you're both
hot as hell,
Yeah felt so good
You know it did
You know you both
made me feel like a king

Lips on lips
Tongue on skin
Hands run over bodies
I like the feeling
That this is giving
I need another taste
Yeah another fix

Eh let me help you strip
Right down, yeah girl
Right now, work with me ladies
Let's make love until the morning sun
Let's get sticky wet
Yeah girls
Let's get sticky wet
Hey girls you and me
Making love with three

©2017 Written By Benji James
Elyas Nakos Apr 2017
3
Dreimal klopft der Specht dann öffnen sich die Himmelspforten.
Dreimal um den Block  gerannt, zweimal Gott  getroffen.
Die Hände gestreckt, entgegen dem Sterbelicht.
Ich seh ein Licht, ich seh ein Licht.

Dreimal mit einem Engel geflogen,
einmal abgestürzt.
Ein Stopp auf Wolke Sieben.
So elegant, oh so elegant.

Dreimal bin ich hingefallen, zweimal wieder aufgerichtet.
Einmal fast ertrunken in der Selbstzerstörung.
Hinunter gezogen hat es mich, als hätt ich einen Anker am Fuße.

Dreimal schon hab ich geliebt.
Einmal nur mich selbst.
Zweimal nur die Welt.

Noch keinmal wurd ich selbsterfüllt.
Zweimal muss ich nochmals graben.
Einmal werd ichs doch dann finden.
#3
archwolf-angel Nov 2016
Silent and gentle
Harmless and kind
The soft-hearted of the pack

And they casually forgot
That she was still one of them
They only remembered
When she finally grew up...

...and roared with all her might.
Crimsyy Nov 2016
3
3 weeks left,
only 3
to inhale you
and forget what you mean to me.
3 weeks left,
only 3
to forget of your existence
just to be able to breathe.
3 weeks left,
only 3
and now that I've identified,
it's no one else's fault;
you're the pain clawing through me.
And I could cry forever
to sad tunes who might
understand me better
than any person could,
for you I would,
Or I could take my shattered heart,
and smother it with dirt;
create beauty from the hurt.
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