misty 1d

poetry is not just a rhyme

it is the singing of a song
competing against time

it is touching people's hearts
with no right way to start

it is losing yourself in words
letting yourself be heard

poetry is not just a couple words

IT IS a feeling, masked in tones and forms
chorusing of a place, where we belong
and thus from there, the readers know our song!

oh

when I asked you
if you missed me you said,
I mean it, when I tell you you're my friend.

and when I asked you
if you missed me you said,
I mean it, I never want to be with you again.

v

At the carnival of flesh
On the holiday of sin

Piles of naked bodies
All around
Don't just look at them
Be foul
You can chew on them
Devour
You can take them
If you want
As you want
When you want...

So no-one can stop us now
No, no, no

So I take her and I make her
With my eyes
So I fool her and I rule her
With my eyes

So at the carnival of flesh
On the holy day of sin
I heard her say:
"You know I hate to admire
Coz' that would mean
That there's someone there
Better than me"

She is a seductress
Appeasing the looks of likes of me
And that is her weakness
Appealing so desperately to me

So no-one can stop us now
No, no, no

So I take her and I make her
With my eyes
So I fool her and I rule her
With my eyes

So I tell her:
"You are to me
No foundation
And no boundry
Goodby"

You breathing next to me

Is the only love song

I will ever need

One at a time, slowly and softly,
I will carry you through the breeze,
Patience my lady, worry not;
For I will be your wings,

If you wish,
And only if you will.

Look at me, seek my world and
I shall welcome you,
With this chansonette,
This gentle little song for you.

A little undelivered piece I had written a few years ago.

boys with big hands to hold me or a guitar.
to reach around my waist or to caress the keys of a piano.
quiet, soft spoken deep voiced boys with a celestial moan saved in their chest
and the warmest timbre when they say my name.
a boy with an ear to my chest and a hand on my thigh to tap the beat of my heart on chilly summer afternoons.
a boy like mine

mimi 4d

Electra,
You dance in lavender colored spectrums,
Causing trouble with your lover,
Playing cops and robbers.
He asks her, "Babe, you wanna?",
"Let's get high on marajuana.".
So you both drive through the desert,
The place that has become your home treasure.
Be careful with the boys your mother told you to stay away from,
Because the evil in him is what you've now become.

Love twisted minded devils,
Turning the world into blindsided rebels.
Don't hide your gun,
Because you know the fun has just begun.

Electra,
You're still dancing in lavender spectrums,
But you're running out of time,
The boys in blue have declared wartime.
Summertime is ending,
The thrill of the desert may seem never-ending,
But surrender your gun,
Before they chase you toward the sun.
You should of listened to what your mother said,
Cause now, you're about to end up dead.

Love twisted minded devils,
Turning the world into blindsided rebels.
Don't hide your gun,
Because you know the fun has just begun.

Electra,
Now you cry in red colored spectrums,
Alone in the desert.
Maybe you remain unhurt,
But your heart bleeds for him.
He's somewhere in the dim,
Screaming your name locked in an empty cell,
Now you're stuck in a never ending carousel.

Love twisted minded devils,
Turning the world into blindsided rebels.
Don't hide your gun,
Because you know the fun has just begun.

This poem goes along with another poem I wrote which is callled Electric. It's not necessary to read electric but it's a good background/introduction to everything.

I think I could listen to you all day, your voice its like my favourite song, ill play it on repeat. It makes me want to dance, I can't stop my feet. Ill listen to it in my head, to make me smile just once more before I go to bed. My cheeks hurt since knowing you, but you'll leave soon, I know you're going to. I wont grow fond of the laughter and the pain for I will be replaced and have to begin again.

simple;
sometimes pain can be good.

i really hate this but whatever

Leather mini, high heels, pretty bracelets, earring-wheels,
Make-up perfect, smooth, right, -pins in nylons, ass tight,
Little purse, toe rings, pearl necklace -flashing bling,
Baby I’m a hot-thing,
Friday night –dating,
Take me out, -treat me right,
Take me home/bang all night!
Baby I’m a hot-thing,
Friday night –dating,

Dance and twirl stilettos, 'uptown-out-the-ghetto,'
Hours preparation, for sexy hot sensation,
Grip my hips, grab my side, rub my ass, pull me tight,
Baby I’m a hot-thing,
Friday night –club-bing,
Take me out, -treat me right,
Take me home/bang all night!
Baby it’s a sex-thing,
Friday night –dating,

Take me to the bathroom; treat it like a throne-room,
On my knees in nylons; tiles hard I slide on,
You give it up, take a blow,
we come out, no one knows,
Baby I’m a hot-thing,
Friday night –dating,
Take me out, -treat me right,
Take me home/bang all night!
Baby I’m a hot-thing,
Friday night –dating,

Get some Pop-porn!
alan 4d

Flashing, green light,
phone life, pass by
life too, flying, soaring, longer, shorter now
on the screen, behind the screen,
a different thing,
green light disguise, you've got a
green light disguise
changing colors in their eyes
on the screen, behind the screen
you're changing, changing
from the green light.

Battery lower down now, now lower down, down lower, now
flashing, green light
phone life, pass by
life too, flying, soaring, longer, shorter now
lower down, now.

They don't see you, you hid your heart
they all seem clueless
but you're glued to this
green light.

this was the first version.
if you didn't read the more song-like one, check it out
or don't
but do.
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