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Pretty girl Jun 2016
I like the feeling of lips on skin
Smeared lipstick
We look silly with my red all over our cheeks
But we don't care about those little things
A big thing is happening
My legs wrapped around your waist
Take off the bra that's lace
Place your hands where you know I like
My eyes roll up into the sky
Lips I bite
Yours and mine
I like the way you roll your hips
And thrusts so good should not exist
hold my hands and whisper things
I've got prints on my thighs
They're a redish white
Don't worry
I like that you hold them tight
We don't need wine to feel this good
I took one look and I was hooked
Eyelashes fluttering
You are sputtering
As you spank me
"God... Yes.."
I mumble into the kiss
One more ****** before you bust
And I go nuts
Mazen Edlibi May 2016
When you are sharing your plate with yourself.....
When you are alone,  eating no spoon is shared with someone you care about!
When you are waiting for that smile, when you get that bite from her share!
When you loOK and you find the chair next to you..... empty!
Then you realise you miss something!
You ask..... what am missing!
                            A question with no answer on the horizon!
AM May 2016
Because of you
I, now, have come
to a realization of
how careful I must be
as the sweetest tongue
always have the sharpest tooth
just like the lies you speak
right before you bite me
Alanna Hoeveler Apr 2016
He doesn’t look dangerous
He has soft skin
And baby cheeks
And playfully wavy auburn hair
And his saturated turquoise eyes
Look so honest
And his hugs are like marshmallows
And his hands are so warm
And his smile is like sunlight

Sure, he doesn’t look dangerous
But his eyes lie
And his hands are warm from
Holding so many other hands
And he has a sharp brain
And he isn’t afraid to use it
And he has a distant heart
And a mouth of manipulation
And hungry teeth
And a poisonous bite

He doesn’t look dangerous
And he knows that
But he is dangerous
You just don’t know it yet
-a.h.
WickedHope Apr 2016
Call me your knife
For I am the one moving deeply against your flesh
For I am the slick blade that finally draws blood
For I am the weapon that at last pierces straight through
. . .
red-lipped
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
It's time to prophesize with our pen
Our hero's are being carted off by white coated men
There is so many that need saving
The war outside is raging
It's rattling our Windows and shake our walls
Listen up poets you can hear the call

Pick up your mighty pen
Record all that is inhuman
The doomsday clock is ticking down very fast
All the greedy men are counting up their cash
The darkness is spreading yet again
As the world is stretching towards the end

So we all must shed some light
Let us all just take a bite
Of what is and isn't right
Let our fellow man see the true sight
Of what is being lost within the fight
Let them start to ask if it's worth the plight
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Every day I put on armor
I do my best to be the snake charmer
But this world full of snakes
And very high are the stakes
They coil and strike
They do their damndest to bite
But everyday I put on even more
It's such a great chore
And under all this weight I'm starting to bend
And I can't move and I can't defend
So I'll take the venom, I'll let it sink in
I'll let it course through my veins
I'll let it flow to my brain
Let it deaden my limbs
Till the light in my eye's dims
My heart will stop it's beat
And the reaper I will greet
Holey Feb 2016
Your kiss stings like a snake bite
Your way of love just isn't right
Your hits hurt more than my wrist
♣♣♣
I pray for the day I don't wake up
Because today I am hopeless
My hope disappeared,
Like the smoke from your cigarette.
♣♣♣
I wrote a letter and grabbed the rope
Ready to end my today,
and **** my tomorrow.
Hellllooooo my little saplings. Sorry about this depressing one... Its not how I feel, but writing happy poems are hard. Hope you like it :D
gleck Feb 2016
''
Sand and stones between my bones.
Today the sun never shone.
Look how beautiful I am.

Chop, chop, chopped wood in the fireplace.
Don't get too close if you want to keep your face.
Be careful not to burn yourself.

It gives a certain warmth
And brings a certain want.
I would, yet I can't enjoy it by myself.

Royal blue like the winter hue.
My skin is merely bruised.
Can you still see how many times I've been hurt?

That winter depression.
Makes me want you as my new obsession.
Come in even if it's colder than outside.

Melt, melt me, I'm a letdown.
Having a meltdown.
I am melting under your fiery touch.

Snow flakes the skin.
I am in for a win.
What a special snowflake I am, wouldn't you say?

My heart is surrounded by splinters,
It shouldn't, yet it get's me through the winter.
Between my arms it's chiller, why don't you come hither?

Take a bite of me with your ice chipped teeth.
Swallow me up like a leech.
Red blood gauges from my blue veins.

Guess I'm not that royal anyway.
Hide it before you can complain.
-
Too late.
You already know the taste.
"
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