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liakey Feb 2020
i would rather be perceived for an eternity as a fool than for a single moment as a cold soul.
call me a fool.
xavier thomas Feb 2020
You didn't want me
You wanted the idea & treats of me
in another man's body you fell for.
That nice, sweet, humble, cute brotha
mix in with the right bright skin tone.
spool of
attire when
maid in
Taiwan was
white but
a stranger
in elucidation
as she
firmed her
noggin for
Rasputin in
orient to
China Grove
when perl
kissed her
kind with
silver spice
Extra Democracy
Kyle McClure Jan 2020
screen shocker,

clean talker,

no mean stalker,

fleece offered,

a peace offer,

so soft,

Unbothered,


chief taught her,

don't trust a falsified fabric,

that's when they stormed the gate,

swarms of locusts filled with hate,

it was too late,


blood painted the palace,

blood stain don't come out of,

carpets and drapes,

hate don't discriminate,

shows up in fleece falsified fabrics,

***** for the addicts,

*** for the nymphos,

message in a bottle,

floats swiftly across the ocean,

want and need,

words for devotion.


materially I see,

past the oak trees,

past you and me,

to a comfy new couch,


laying flat on my tummy,

stab the knife in my back,

my eyes were closed,

showered in roses,

blood red,

swells,

I'm dead.
Sorry for this one. It's dark but sometimes I like the dark best.
Łëïçkî Jan 2020
Oh how he loved the Sun.
Loved to feel her against his back, pressing to him like the flattened flowers in the pages of a book.
How she seared him with sun-kissed skin.
He wasted on Earth dreaming of the Sun.
He grew wings of wax and clay.
He begged the Wind for flight and flew to her.
But her warmth became a fire and her light became a glare.
Still he flew higher.
She wept and pleaded him to return to the Earth.
He could not see her tears.
The wax melted.
The clay hardened.
He fell and the Sun burned on.
Be content with who you have and what you are Icarus.
Annie Jan 2020
I am
But not the masterwork
That you think I am

Silly girl, silly girl
I am not your moon

When I look at you
Don’t look back
Caught you keeping a track

Oh, you little fool
They don’t really love you

A drug, temporary pleasure
That’s what you are, you
Pretty little ‘you’

I’m only trying
To navigate my deeper insides
Ended up causing a fight
Between the heart and the mind

You drown in your own ***** pool
Every time, every night
Talking to the silent nobody
You pretty fool
kodi Jan 2020
We text through the night when you should be asleep
We text through the day when I should be writing

And I hold this close, you're special to me
This attachment that's forming

I'm frightened
I don't want to be naive

This time around, I am scared to let my guard down
We'll exchange letters like two kids in a playground

My mouth creates a smile and my body feels warm
All I want from you is your trust and to be enjoyed

Maybe we could share a kiss, maybe we could share our bodies
This is exactly where I don't want my thoughts to go

Can I relish in the fun and in the cuteness we exude
Without getting in too deep, without becoming the fool?
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