#mouth poems on Hello Poetry

Karisa Brown Mar 2018

Let me

Let me choke you
A few more times

I slapped his ****
Across my cheek
Held it in my mouth
And did it again

Oh you nasty little girl
You love daddy's ****
Don't you

Suction your head
And make a loud pop
As I come off

Finger up your *** now
Spit and slide lips round and down
Pumping finger in and out

Cupping your ***** like a ring
******* you
Till I scream
Now get every last drop
Mmmm that's right

#**** #**** #**** #*** #mouth #lips #tongue #***

Poetic T Mar 2018

Ventriloquist Voices

I think sometimes my thoughts
are hijacked by a ventriloquist
hiding within me.
as words that were only syllables
                      speak out of context
yet I know I didn't wish to say
it like that or did I really?

I'm misinterpreted because I say
it as it is, I blame it on the
       ventriloquist sulking within.
Freeing words expelled over distance.
My mouth closed but words heard escaping out.

Then I speak,
               I don't really care,
               I say it as it is...

#words #ventriloquist #mouth #shut #whoops

SeaChel Mar 2018

Untitled

My mouth
may be as ***** as a sailor's,
but I promise you
my lips
are as sweet as honey.

I admit I like cussing. It doesn't make me any less of a lady; I know when to bite my tongue.

#kiss #cussing #mouth #***** #lips #swaeet #honey #sorrynotsorry #lust

NA Mar 2018

I can only express my secrets in metaphors

On my tongue rests a particular smog
One that scorches my throat
Pollutes my emotions.

I did not willingly inhale
This was forced upon me.

But I will not open my mouth
I will not let the clouds escape
I will let the smoke fall into my lungs
Keeping my from breathing properly.

#smoke #breathe #secret #secrets #mouth #forced #tricked #hurt #assault

branded glaciers GE Mar 2018

Untitled

dues an
Apricot

Pretend
Revenge
Intended
Condemn

Occasional

Tommorows
dues an
does an
or
do's an
answer the an
before swer
dues
an
?

..
..
.

an an
i
...
..
.

#as #had #him #mouth #smote

branded glaciers GE Mar 2018

Untitled

she had beads
she dances to me
some
shades blue
what brass
did she
bring
for
you

her feet polished
almost refined
what is
the
difference

weave me wild
what intent
ions
yous say
listen
to
me
this way

me me me

get away from me

you you you

you liar
get away
from
me

he had just ***'d
in
the
dirt
sayd
his tongue
had been
itching
what
was
this me

walk strangers
see his blushing
bruised cheeks
what mary
what
Mary
was that

did she
wash
his
feet

or perhaps
her womb
bore
his
weep

which
am
i

an
then
his
mind

blanketed
many moons away
she still dances
who
am
i

to dream
to know

to know what I know

to know when we say

I love you

it really means
we love
you

this letter is to our
stalker family

whatever that means
she had beads
?

...
..
.

watch
you're
...
..
.

#mouth

Alice Wilde Feb 2018

Shadow

Silence is a mouth that can’t be seen.
We talk while resting heads
On intangible planes,
Leaving no footprint.
Only when sun veils it’s embrace
Am I able to let go my breath.

#shadow #silence #poetry #breath #sun #head #dream #mouth #black #light

spiral-whirl Feb 2018

my ...

my heart is a shield, it shall make people heed before they fight into it,
my fists is a reliable weapon i do not wish to use, but i do,
my skin is where my weakness lies, where things can crawl all over it with or without my permission,
however my mouth is where i can strike those in the heart, its a canon i always use,
and my eyes?
my eyes.
one of the worst of them all.
my eyes can hold the warmest sun but also yield the coldest storm

#my #skin #fists #eyes #heart #mouth

Vick Mandrake Feb 2018

Lockjaw

Have you ever gotten lockjaw?
At least, that's what I think it is
when my mouth stretches
to let in a yawn, or out a sigh.
My tongue recedes
for the muscles underneath pull taut.
It hurts to keep open,
and it hurts to try and close.
I cannot speak
yet I cannot seem to keep silent.
But this is only for a moment,
one that I long for,
as silly as that sounds.

It reminds me of talking to you

Any thoughts on the final line? I'm worried it's a bit on the nose but without it I worry the meaning gets lost

#lockjaw #mouth #talking #silence #love #nervous #pain #afraid

Nicolas Hinternesch Jan 2018

Duck

I bite my ******* room full of strangers.

Widen my lungs. Then swallow my pride.

I know my place. Where I'm safe and I'm sorry.

Behind my face is where it all stays.

And I don't feel nervous. Except for at night.

It's not like I'm ceding.

Just biding my time.

I don't feel angry.

Anymore.

Everything's nothing to me.

Everything's nothing to me.

Anything's something to me.

Everything's nothing to me.

I guess I struck gold.

My sense for suppression.

At least I've been told.

Humble and cold.

And I don't feel angry. Except at myself.

It's all self protection.

Just good for my health.

I don't feel nervous.

Anymore.

Everything's nothing to me.

Everything's nothing to me.

Anything's something to me.

But nobody's everything to me.

#duck #conical #brain #and #mouth