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Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Though I am afraid
I am very excited
to start this venture

This Queen is eager
To learn all the skills she needs
to further her dreams

I will use this time
To strengthen my empire
And perfect my plans

Queen Lyn, the Dreamer
A poet, First of Her Name
believes in herself

I have to make sure
That her dynasty will thrive
and be remembered

So now she embarkes
on a proud and new journey
so please wish me luck!

^.^
Eeeeeeee! I'm the first to arrive at my course. Scared as hell but excited, too!
I'll back at around 11:00 and 12:15 which are my breaks!
Thanks so much guys! You're the bomb!
A toast to all my fellow HP Kings and Queens! ^-^
Long may you reign!
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
Feeling excited
Holding my breath due to joy
I'm close to my dream
Eeeeee!
I'm starting my media course next week! Just got the call that they want me there! EEEEEEEEEE!!!! ^-^
Can't wait to start!
Lyn ***
trf Jul 2018
what has come to this
indigenous things we do~
better follow the others
cause what once was fiction
now rings true

can't blame apocalypse
our letters aren't edible
and judicious arrangements
are post script letters

so i embrace the gift
that i'm a wandering wolf~
cow paths lead to danger in my book
and these sheep follow bull's ****

raw hide as a service
systems on delivery
don't follow lines of those deserving this
what has come
& what will be
some say a comet will fall from the sky, followed by meteor showers and tidal waves, followed by fault lines that cannot sit still, followed by millions of dumbfounded dip *****. and some say the end is near, some say we'll see the armageddon soon, he certainly hopes we will, but i sure could use a vacation from this stupid ****  one great big festering NEON distraction, i've got a suggestion to keep you all occupied... learn to swim.
He's praying for rain, trump's praying for tidal waves, he wants to watch the earth give way, he wants to see it all go down, Mueller please flush him all away, so i can watch him go right in and down, i wanna watch him go right in, down a toilet's flushing bowl.
the getting old
process
is a year by year
progress

we're all inching along that
roadway
as the minutes of the day
parlay

our clocks are set for a certain
date
and the timer has an inborn
rate

aging happens to us
all
it's something we cannot
forestall

we'll be ancient in the course of
time
that's when we'll reach our
prime

life's well trodden path being
walked
our wrinkling moments all
chalked
Anine Feb 2018
Nervous, pressured, confused.
The emotions I swallowed
Every time someone questioned
About the dreams I chased.

"Take it and accept it,
It is who you are born for
To survive in this tragedy
Not to be failed and tempted nor."

Not even who I am knows what I will be.
A war between the want and the need.
Silently depending on someone.
Neither who know the real me.
I'm too tired to care hahaha...
Svode Feb 2018
A poet,
hopeful; on course.
Writing not for interest,
but due to force.

A writer,
worried somewhere near.
Writing not for interest,
but due to fear.
Mister J Jan 2018
Time froze
As your eyes met mine
Gravity felt heavier
As I moved towards you
Chest about to burst
When I heard that innocent laugh
Heart in palpitations
As you made your way to me

You are a natural head turner
I could feel their jealous stares
As a bright star like you
Heads on a collision course towards me
My heart almost jumping out
With every little step you take
My throat dried of words
As I tried to talk to you

As the conversations grew deeper
And the night grew more intimate
You took me by surprise
When you held my sweating palms
I knew where this was heading
And little by little the anticipation fades
As reality unfolds what happens next
Then and there I took the chance

My mind was melting
When your soft lips touched mine
My brain went haywire
When you pulled me even more
My lungs felt breathless
When I pulled you in for a second time
You suprised me even further
When you whispered what happens next

You took me by the hand
As we walked in the hallway
Giggling childishly
As we opened the door to your room
My mind went blank
As you took me to your bed
Every muscle in overdrive
As you pulled me down towards you

You guided my hands
As I took off your every clothing
You gently caressed my head
As I kissed from point to point
Sweetly kissing every inch of you
Made my heartbeats erratic
Wanting even more of you
Loving every taste of you

I can't stop myself
From getting addicted to you
As you gave me your all
And I gave you mine
Bodies colliding and sweaty
Making love in this dimly lit room
Thrusting my everything into you
Like its the last night of our lives

Your every movement
Sending shivers down my spine
Your heavy breathing
Raising the hairs on my nape
Your honest moans
Felt like music to my ears
Your warm and wet kisses
Sending me into paradise

Tangled in your arms
As we try to reach the end
The innocence slowly fading
As the encounter grew more intense
Your kisses becomes wilder
Almost leaving me suffocating
Bodies becoming more synchronized
As the ****** comes to pass

Dawn illuminates the room
As I ponder last night's memories
With you sleeping under the messy sheets
Your petite body resting on top of me
God I wish to never forget
That once in a lifetime chance
That crazy one night romance
That wild girl who took my heart with her

I knew this was a one time thing
I knew this was only a physical love
And yet I still want to take a chance
To jump and take a leap of fate
To give in to my pleasures and desires
To love viciously and decide on my own
To fall in love regardless of how I met her
To cherish her for the rest of my life

I can't let this chance come to pass
I cemented this silly resolve of mine
I knew this collision course will lead me to ruin
But I don't care, I just want to be with you
You opened your still bewitching eyes
It still left me lovestruck and breathless
And when you flashed that killer smile
My mind went to a blank state

"Can I still get your number?"
Blurted out my stupid mouth
I said it without even thinking
Knowing that it may never turn out well
You stared at my dumb self
Chuckled sweetly for a bit
What surprised me the most
Was how you answered with just one smile.
Hey guys!
How are you doing?
Great I hope!

Thanks for reading!

-J
nat Oct 2017
i remember the first time i saw you
and a poem started forming
in my mind

how i would be describing the way
your hair flows over your eyes
or the way you would talk

how you knew what words to say
in times of my sadness
or even words to make me happy

you were the type of person
any poet would write about

i fell in love with you
and i could write about you endlessly

see even after you broke my heart
here i am
writing *a poem for you.
n.t
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