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My Dear Poet Jul 11
Frankie said, “Jane’s okay”
and Jane,…well
she never really liked
Frankie’s way,
Yet his charm and that tattoo
of ‘Mom’ on his arm
made him seem like a nice boy

You see…
he never won her heart
just stole her mind
“In just a matter of time”
he’d brag, “She’ll be mine”
no sooner she was won
with a ring fit for her thumb
Frankie found himself a new toy
So sad
Baby..let me hold you in my arms
And I'll make you recall being in your mum's
Just like justice in the court of arms
Or like my lip in your sweet one's

Come closer bring your charm
Show that which always Stuns
Do the amazing move, make that turn
You know I missed you, shake that ***
Speak to me our language hunny
Let's "burn" Let's "bang"  pun
Hardest in the room

Nothang but only happiness, joy to my life, she would be my wife my knife, I'd be her knight protect her all through the night and day long. Sing her the sweetest song. Believe me you mean the world to me, and I really want you for me, yes for only me, myself and I. Loving you till I die.
Raven Feels Apr 3
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a savior is not always a him---it can be a life situation that enlightens yours darks and guides you through the way;}

In a blink of an eye he spots her

Her captivating beauty in her damaged soul

Her reviving presence in her urge of nonexistence

Her blazing innocence in her burn lit cape

Her eye stark hidden in her dim look

Her charm in her thunder strikes

Her deprivation in her held breathes

In a blink of an eye he spots her from afar in a room of beasts

Payton Feb 24
Tell me, my dear,   why      you keep

that golden sun beetle      tied so       tightly around your neck?

You say       that you feel naked without it, as

                           it hangs gently

        over your *******.

                         But let me tell you something.

I feel naked without you wrapped around my neck.

                      I am totally and completely exposed without your love

       to shield me from the night.

But your arms are not a ribbon.

                                  I cannot keep you on

a leash.

             Nor do I want to.

Darling, you are           the most valuable thing in the universe            to me.

And because             you mean so much,                     I must let you fly free.

I cannot keep you tied around my neck like the scarab on yours.

I can only hope that you'd willingly hang around.
This poem was written in 2016.
It's inspired by a golden beetle necklace I had years ago.
BlackCrow Feb 23
Don't come near me, for I may burn
You have aroused my passion, my innermost feelings
You have broken my walls, I'm defenceless
Yet, I am strengthened by your love
Your touch has filled me with a desire
My heart is lit with your fire
In you, I have found the spark of life
You have revealed all my concealed fantasies
Yet, I am at ease at your presence

Hey charmer!
Don't make me fall in love if you're gonna make me cry
Don't smile at me, if you're gonna break my heart
Don't say those words, if they aren't true

Hey Charmer!
I am soft and tender, treat me like a flower
I am loving and caring, all I ask is your love!
Please don't hurt me!
Arindam Barooah Dec 2020
uneasiness encore
tearing at the seams
all over me.

presence scruples
as your absence haunts
in the reality.

desire ignites
longing burns
bringing out passions deep within.

I feel
I strive to feel your
an undone trail you left
lingering every nook and corner.

the heart lies awake
flurry of excitements await
to quench the thirst of lustful longing.

you come to sew up
the undone you left
to enslave with your charms
to take my breath away.
Betty Nov 2020

drips from your tongue

saffron words, yellow and fragrant, pool at your feet

sweet and clear they charm the birds from the trees

but not the bees

they know real honey!
To fulfill a psychopath’s pleasurable dream while under psychological stress is rather an unorthodox way to keep your mind ******* on tight.
don’t do it — you would unmistakably lose yourself in the end if you treat yourself to these people’s wishes. do not fall to the manipulative appearance of a potential lover, for there is more charm amongst the living right-minded people.
Gregor Sep 2020
Your glamorous smile
Makes me feel alive
Your charming eyes
Reflecting my desires
Your long, beautiful hair
Is keeping me aware
That whenever you glimpse at me
My love pumps endlessly

The way you are talking
Makes me wondering
It’s like a sound of an angel
A wonderful creature

When you are in my presence
Every second really matters
I would never let you leave
Perhaps, i am too naive

People say its just a phase
Spending my days with amaze
But i know i want you,
And be the one who you can go to
This poem was written to a special girl i really love
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