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Keren May 2016
She
Dont love her.
Because
She will
Love you more than herself.
Give more than what you deserve.
Ignore her pride for you.
Give you letters.
Do surprises.
Kiss you unexpectedly.
Hug you at your weakest.
Care for you and your fam.

Dont love her
Because
She will not
Expect you to love her more than yourself.
Ask you to give the world.
Expect you to lower your pride.
Force you to write her a universe.
Demand for surprises.
Seek for attention more than you give for family.
Request for hugs and kisses.

Just dont love her.
If you cant keep her.
Please dont.
If you'll just let go of her.
Gourab Banerjee May 2016
Oh
Lord of Heavens

From the immense silence of
Dark galaxies
Am I audible....!

From the inevitable
Light of the twinkles
Am I visible.....!

If you're there
We must meet someday.

My soul has so much unuttered
My breathe yet to meet her's.

Help Me.....
My Lord
Help Me.......!!!-08.05.2016
Àŧùl Apr 2016
She was the most loyal lover,
I realize it now.

She stayed the longest ever,
I feel so lucky.

She did flay away never,
I felt so proud.

But all her love was fake,
I find it so weak.

Maybe I am the reason,
I caused her unfaithfulness.
My HP Poem #1068
©Atul Kaushal
Osondu Mar 2016
Bury me
in your hands
those soft works of art
suffocate me with their gentle masculinity
drown me in their musk
choke me with the safety they promise
take my hair, my lips, all of me
is there a better way to die?


Bury me
in your neck
the long slender ladder to beauty divine
let me dance upon the road to pulchritude
with happy lips and grateful tongue
be my shrine
let me serve you, worship you
be my poison
There is no better way to die.

Osondu.
World Poetry Day.
Brent Kincaid Sep 2015
I dated a girl, a pretty gal
I dated her and her pooch pal
You had to like her dog Pogo
You had to, or it was a no go.
She took the thing everywhere
And never in a pet carrier.
It was sort of a turnoff to me;
A kind of no-intrusion barrier.

Scoochie up to poochie
Or you I wouldn’t  get no *******.
Otherwise I was a pimple.
It was really just that simple.

She had the ugliest mutt
That I ever saw before
Like a brown **** rug
That was left outdoors.
It snuffled through teeth
That were hideously parted.
I thought it was stuffed
Until the creature farted.

Scoochie up to poochie
Or you I wouldn’t get no *******.
Otherwise I was a pimple.
It was really just that simple.

I got nothing against animals
And I really do like dogs
But they should look like pups
Not chimera or warthogs.
I’d overcome the boundaries
Whenever I got the chance
But that ugly canine lump of fur
Put the kibosh on romance.

Scoochie up to poochie
Or you I wouldn’t get no *******.
Otherwise I was a pimple.
It was really just that simple.
Paramount Pawn Aug 2015
I don't care about you anymore

More like I shouldn't care about you anymore
Because no mater how much I try to bear
It never brings me peace anyway

But my heart keeps beating too fast
And I can't control my emotions
I'd just like you to
Think about me every once in a while
Would you?
Arcassin B Jul 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Glow in your eyes just like Mandy from shameless,
I'd also love it if you're shameless to situations,
Maybe we could make a baby out of clay,
I'd say,
Its kinda lunaticish,
Or we could meet the king,
You could have your way,
Although he's really freakish,
Looking at road signs ,
Don't know which way to go,
Should I run back to you,
But I'd know that its fine,
Its okay to be sort of an attention *****,
But I guess all is lustful love And war.
Changed Ep
Airisgone Jul 2015
Love like a child
Love like an innocent flower
With my simple words
Will you listen?

Cliche compliments that I want to say
but I won't
because you won't believe me
Why should I waste my breath?

Like an old friend
I won't betray you so easily
I can't promise forever
So, I'll promise you today

I'll love you more than yesterday
So, will you smile for me?
Do I have the right
To be frustrated with you?
Am I possibly
In any situation
To request more of you? No.
Tommy Carroll May 2015
Touch:
and upon touching,
let a wanton look
dress your skin,
pressing its wants-
as in a gentle grip-
shaping my tongue,
to press tales
of soft request,
and taste the very giving
response of that same skin,
adorned and to touch
its naked candour.
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