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Jenish Jul 2020
puny pink primrose
pursuing phantom pleasure
pecking playful puff
Poetic T Jul 2020
******* with sandpaper,


                         smoothing the wood...
life is about smoothing out the bumps and some times that can mean pain for life to be pleasurable.
Abraham Jul 2020
You taste so fine
in the morning
you go down like
coffee and sunshine
or a bird on the fence.
city of flips Jun 2020
anthem

we pledge allegiance
to each other, our state
of-just-the-two-of-us,

hands on each other’s
heart, we cocoon, snuggle,
it’s always warm in our land

like Camelot, never rains,
always in agreement, every
votes never tied, for we are

a colorless world, only one,
the color of the day, is what
we feel, create, and believe

we sing only duets, our music,
only perfect pitch harmonies,
this our anthem, sung twice daily

when the sun should rise,
and when it should set, but,
since our sun never leaves

we do it for pure pleasure
some days, I love me my simple.
Black Jun 2020
Should I be sad

For I love you
You could break me,
You could make me,
You could hurt me,
You can even play me.

Tho I love you even more,
I rendered my heart as a home at no cost,
I traded my happiness for you and My comfort for your pleasure,
My presence you'll crave for,
I trade my time to be with you, and My everything for your something,
At the end what do I get.

When i wake every night the words that ponder my mind are ...
Do I deserve to be happy?
Can good people ever get what they want?
Could i ever be loved the way I want to?

I stare at my blank wall and
All I could hear is my heart beat,
In an empty room as well as my mind,
Should I be sad? for that's the only words that runs down my spine ....
hey
Until I find am answer I'll never stop asking .
At the end all I can say is should I be sad
Carlo C Gomez Jun 2020
The morning shore
Is in place
And it will lift
And separate
Smiling wide
As the high tide
Reaches places
Meant to be unattainable

I am ready for
Sensory overload
Your thoughts resting
On my shoulder
Your smile wide
As giftedly so
You pull my strings
And head for home
din le lo May 2020
A part of me goes missing every time I go to bed

And I fantasize about you
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