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Benji James Jun 2018
Girl, I need one hundred percent
I'm not gonna be second best
Girl, I need one hundred percent
Don't wanna be the broken hearted again
Girl, can you give me one hundred percent?
Or do we need this right here to end
One hundred percent
I need it
I need one hundred percent
I need one hundred percent

Girl, I won't let you
Just become words on a page
Something I express when I hit the stage
I'm done with breakup songs
Been writing them far too long
I need a girl who's gonna give there all
I need a girl
in which I can place my trust
Know they'll protect this tender heart
No more looking for love in the wrong places
No more being trapped in friend zone spaces

Girl, I need one hundred percent
I'm not gonna be second best
Girl, I need one hundred percent
Don't wanna be the broken hearted again
Girl, can you give me one hundred percent?
Or do we need this right here to end
One hundred percent
I need it
I need one hundred percent
I need one hundred percent

Tell me if we need to break it off
Tell me am I wasting my time
Are all these just throwaway lines
Are you lying behind those bright eyes
Am I suspecting something
Or is this tingling feeling nothing
Can't see between the lines
To read the signs
Tell me I just need to know cuz

Girl, I need one hundred percent
I'm not gonna be second best
Girl, I need one hundred percent
Don't wanna be the broken hearted again
Girl, can you give me one hundred percent?
Or do we need this right here to end
One hundred percent
I need it
I need one hundred percent
I need one hundred percent

Somethings stirring inside
Why doesn't this feel right
I have a sickening feeling
Something feels off
Something aches inside my brain
Is my intuition latching onto something
I couldn't see
Is there a hidden message
On your lips
(Didn't read it)
Didn't see it
Come on baby
Make me believe it
I need to know cuz
I gotta feeling we aren't okay
And you know what they say

Girl, I need one hundred percent
I'm not gonna be second best
Girl, I need one hundred percent
Don't wanna be the broken hearted again
Girl, can you give me one hundred percent?
Or do we need this right here to end
One hundred percent
I need it
I need one hundred percent
I need one hundred percent

©2018 Written By Benji James
Vener Jun 2018
to him,
she was his escape,
his ever present lighthouse.

as shadows creeped up his vision,
he would go to her
seeking temporary paradise
in an unforgiving world
that would pass judgement
on those that failed
to meet their quota

it calmed him.

to be able
to completely surrender himself
to someone so pleasurably cruel

each whip lash,
each biting scar,
each punishing slap,
each delicious sting from candle wax,
his neck wrapped in a collar
his skin marred by abuse
yet he couldn't help but ask
for more
more
more
he would beg
and she would give it to him.

he let himself drift away
until nothing more
than welcomed thoughts of her
invaded his once clustered mind
he would do anything for her.
only for her.

that was his duty
as her loyal pet

to her,
no words needed
                   to be said
he was nothing more
  than an animal
       trained to
             satisfy her
                         in bed.

that's how its always been
with her partners being
lustful creatures
forever seeking an outlet
for their suppressed desires

but she couldn't help
but think that this one
this insignificant little pet
would be the one
to stay by her side

then again,
that's what she thought
about everyone else before him
but she'd gladly wait
and see if
this one was any different

the least she could do
would be to enjoy herself
and savor the moment
of being able to call
this pathetically beautiful beast
as her own.
hmm...not sure how I feel about this one. might rewrite next time, or might not. Who knows~ I might make this into a short story tbh
Challenge from Yan F~
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Loyalty, a quality that is not
used enough in this day
and age.
People are so **** eager to throw others under the bus when the tough gets going.
They also keep secrets from you. Well, thankfully, I have a small niche of friends I KNOW I can trust.
Oh well, c'est la vie!

Be back soon!
Lyn ***
Julia Hones May 2018
Hope lives
in the face of a plant
thriving,
its green hue brightens
with sunlight and rain
nurtured by dreams.

A little forest flourishes beside us,
nourished by souls and hands
tending to it.

Grass, bushes, herbs, trees, food;
the forest draws the family together:
love grows.
Meaby Pom May 2018
A wanted desire
A girl with a fire.
A passion in a kiss
A compassion I admire.
A kiss that lingers with the taste of
A genuine draft.
I write not to send but still for you.
I write because this is my craft.
A love, a kiss, a loyalty matched
I love, I kiss only you
Aslong as my breath will last
Lyn-Purcell May 2018
A deep wish of mine
                           is to thrive and grow in a world
                                                           ­       where the sky bends and walks the earth
                                                           ­        Where the sea turns to foam from a
                                   harp made of clouds

                                                         ­   To have all of you in me and all of me in you
                                                             ­          Our synced hearts beating loud and proud

Unbetrayed        
Unafraid                    
And most of all                              

Unswayed.
A deep wish that I do have in my heart.
A wish I fear may never come true...
rayma Oct 2017
the moment you enter my heart, you get my all.
every drop of blood, every inhalation,
is for you.
your tears are mine and your laughter echoes in my soul.
i do not go halfway.
when you fall,
i will break my bones to build you a staircase.
when you’re lost,
i will take the stars from my eyes and make the constellations that will lead you home.
when you are broken,
i will give you every piece of me that will make you whole.
and as i stand there, twisted and misshapen,
i will still smile with what teeth i have left.
the air that barely fills my lungs will be used to breathe words of encouragement into your ear.
the mangled heart that beats inside of me will still belong to you,
even though you never replace what you have taken.
i will never be 100% of you
as you are 100% of me.
but still, i keep on giving.
this one's for my fellow cancers ****
Lucius Furius Apr 2018
Do not think because I have a roving eye
that I am any less in love with you.
A knowing wink, a bashful smile, a haughty stare,
these are the terra incognita
which I, beauty's student, must needs explore.

But like Raleigh in Guiana, in search of El Dorado,
thinking of  his Bess,  
or Daniel Boone in Kentucky,
it is you I am thinking of, always,
and it is to you I will, Odysseus-like, return.
You can see the poem – with pictures – (and hear it) at https://humanist-art.org/do-not-think/ .
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