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Broadsky Feb 3
"So tell me how you're so confident." You say with a glimmer of seduction in your half shut eyes, your head leaned back- I want you. I want to watch you melt in my hands. I'm slipping on snow on the patio but your glance keeps me steady, I want your hands on me already. You're 10 years older but I've caught your eye, I make you want to say "she'll have another" on your dime. We're standing outside, you'll never see me again therefore I'll sink my teeth in. You move a little closer, I'll hate when this is over. I bite your lip- you breathe deeply and put your hand on my hip. I feel the soft ****** of your 5 o'clock shadow, you're hardly callow. I force myself to pull away- this is casual I say- I turn on my toes, my hair sways, and I toss one last hedonistic gaze to the man responsible for my daze.
I kissed a stranger in a bar, he had light hair and light colored eyes, he was a man and I'll never be the same again.
Drinks will mess you up pretty bad.
Make you wish you never had.
So stop and think,
Before you drink.
Save it for another day.
Don't waste your life away.
Have a bottle,
Hold it tight,
Just take a sip or two at night.
Save to six pack,
For someone with no kids,
Make them wish they never did.
Just thought about this while watching my favorite show "Riverdale" for some reason.
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
Beautiful rain,precious rain,
Silver drops to add colour to nature,
Heavenly life line for the parched soil.
Nobody minds, neither the bird nor the tree,
All are happy,
Me too.
I run out in the rain,
I hear the leaves drinking the liquid drops,
It clatters on the rooftops,
Pitter patters on window panes,
Gushes out of the overflowing spouts,
Roars down the gutters.
I breathe the blessed rain,
As it falls on me,
Kisses me,
Drums on my head with its pearly drops,
Sings a sweet song to me,
As I twirl and dance in the rain.
Timur Shamatov Sep 2018
All I wanted was a drink
Caught in circumstances of today
Trying to drink away tomorrow
Yet, still living in yesterday

Never saw you come
Barely heard you speak
Your lips and eyes
So red - so blue

Three shots deep and
Now we’re reminiscing over
Things we’ve long forgot
Drawing closer through the thoughts of ****

In the ocean of your blue eyes
I see us swimming through the night
Burning at the thoughts of
Your red lips, kiss and press to mine....
We all had those late bar nights that lead into.... something we can write about.
Shadow Dragon Aug 2018
It's a classy thing,
throwing a party.
Meeting people,
social drinking
and for god sake
don't forget the chatter!

Glasses clinging,
as shadows in the garden
move like hungry cats.
Smoke being puffed
which joins the clouds
and dance in the noses.

People often forget
who they really are,
their values
and their balance.
Their mind
jumping off the edge.

Yet, sometimes
another mind
has a deep blue pool
where you can dive.
The water cools you,
and makes you forget.

The danger of parties;
you no longer think clearly.
But even more dangerous;
if it remains that way.
And you won't know
what is to be true.

Until it hits you.
You were swimming
in a pool full of chlorine.
Giving you cancer all along.
And what you thought
was wrong.
Steve Page Jul 2018
I've been ceaselessly sweating since June
And without fail every day around noon
My arm pits are sopping
My ****** are sodden
I feel about ready to swoon

It’s been glorious weather since June
I’m not sure if you’d think it too soon
But top up the icebox
For Pimm’s on the rocks
And celebrate all afternoon
Laina Jul 2018
I always find myself in moments
balanced poetically between control and chaos
With just one sip tipping me over
until I’m more than tipsy
Falling, but the string is snapping
I cant bounce back
(Stumbling out the door
I need to get away
He can’t see me like this)
And as I hit the floor
A bone-crushing silence
And then my own laughter
as I’m writhing there
with my broken stilettos
and black mascara running down
my flushed face, pressed into the pavement.
Yet I still can’t stop laughing,
suddenly finding the trivialities of my own existence so ******* funny.
My sanity is outweighed by the bottles
like rocks on the scale
Rising up in patient stillness
Until I fall, and fail.
He wouldn’t want to catch me
So I catch my breath and stand,
My ripped clothes now revealing dried, caked-on blood
(It matches the lipstick stain, still on my glass)
wounds of doubt and delirious self-indulgence.
Now everyone sees it,
knows my self-inflicted secret,
that I wanted myself to fall-
I’ve grown bored of this balancing act.
I pull my coat a little tighter
So he won’t notice that I ripped myself open
With the drinks he bought me,
and walk back into the bar,
because if I went to sleep now
the loneliness would crush me.
and worst of all,
I might miss the way his voice sparkles
At 4 am.
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
What can I tell you?
You’re so far away
I wish to shield you
From the pain
It’s ok
Even angels are allowed to fall

There’s a high road
And a morning star
Making new plans
Only gets you so far
There’s a river
There’s a stream
There’s an ocean
With water for you and me
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

There’s a mountain high
And a valley low
Running away
Can get you in trouble
There’s a babbling brook
There’s a creek
Fresh water
With water for you and me
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

Rivers and streams
Oceans, brooks, and creeks
Water for you
And water for me
Up mountains high
Down valleys low
Nothing is sacred
Nothing is known
Drinks for two
Moonlit tea

It’s ok
Even angels are allowed to fall
When you hurt, it's ok to let yourself go
ZWS Jun 2018
The midnight voice that sings me to sleep
I hear is often accompanied by coffee stained eyes
Her nights end with a mug full of water and a sleepless tongue broken with sighs

She rattles at my door in the wee hours of the night, and I talk to her quiet till I don't hear a peep
She becomes the shepherd and I the sheep, as I jump over fences to get her to sleep

She wakes up every day with her nights forgotten and her days brand new
What she doesn't remember is out of the corner of her mouth slipped "I love you"
Pain, and heartbreak.
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