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Candice Mar 2016
I want you to satisfy my soul
and make me stay forever.
Midnight thoughts....
Hales Mar 2016
You make me feel like the Queen of Fools…
Gifting me all these precious jewels
I don’t know if your intentions are crystal and your heart is gold

Still; you gift me all these precious jewels
Leaving me to feel like the Queen of Fools.
because even the most precious jewels can not satisfy me.
For what I truly desire are your intentions to be of crystal and a heart of gold.

However it seems to be that;
I am the Queen of Fools,
surrounded by all these worthless jewels.
*As it seems; the most worthless of them all has become you to me
Àŧùl Feb 2016
And the old ways are not satisfactory enough,
You feel like wanting to marry a petite girl.
A beautiful girl she should be who gives you a feeling pleasurable,
You start dreaming of her imparting satisfaction immeasurable,
Imagine her digging nails into your back as deeper you seep.
Not away from marriage you keep your desires ever,
And the imagination takes the better of your youth,
The volcano accumulates lava & erupts blissfully.
My HP Poem #1022
©Atul Kaushal
WiltingMoon Feb 2016
Band-Aids and bandages
My food for pain

Pills and blades
A starved hungry to please

Blood and tears
To quench the thirst

Dark and death
My final company
Tommy Jackson Dec 2015
Trying to tip toe silently across the floor of the bed.
While my wife sleeps in a state of euphoria
I sing to her
With the acoustic words,
Wake up please wake
Satisfying Gloria.
Satisfying Gloria is a song I am making not my wife's name really represents glory to my wife. Just called it Gloria.
I keep you near
You give words to my thoughts
You name them
You give me something to write about
Something to feel

I keep you near
For my own benefit
To pain and revolve me

I keep you near
Not for love
For my interest
Because you give me a reason
To aspire
To conquer

Oh yes
I keep you near
For the same selfish reasons as you
To satisfy my ego
To build myself up
I keep you here
Till you grow out of me
Till I'm too big you won't fit

I keep you near
I keep you near indeed
He's my typing machine
BlueAliceOasis May 2015
"Sometimes, there are questions that I have, That bother me", She says.
Where are these questions from?
Up above,
Or All Around us?
I already know what questions they are.
Or to be more precise, the type.
They are questions,
That only others
Have the answers to.
Questions,
That will change the way I
Interact
With
You and me
You and he
She and me.
Questions
That can only be answered
Not by the Genuine answer,
But only by LIES
Meant to satisfy
The Deluded Ones.
MysteryBear May 2015
I’ve been staring at this puzzle piece
Its missing a piece
Or two or three,
Its a hand-me-down.
Why did my mother think it could satisfy me?
Passed from child to child,
Charity to Charity
It’s broken and bent
Its missing
Dad you’re missing
Elisa Holly Apr 2015
In the sheets of my bed,
I can’t seem to get up.
I am being held there
against my will
as I am flooded
with cravings of you.
I wonder if you will ever be able to satisfy
this continuous hunger.
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