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Lesoulist Apr 2015
Dear self I write for you. Are you pleased?
Dear followers I write for you. Are you pleased?
Dear haters I tried so much for you. Are you pleased?
Dear critics I always think of you. Are you pleased?

Dear self you gain followers again. Are you pleased?
Dear followers can't you find a single fault? Are you pleased?
Dear haters I just check my spelling word for word.  Are you pleased?
Dear critics I read everything you said. I am careful now. Are you pleased?
4/14/2015. The fact that we can't face.
MysteryBear Apr 2015
I am dark but lovely
I know this now
You knew this then
I wanted to bathe in the rain
but as always
you run in the sun
Summer came and
Summer went
Taking you with her
Sorry i can only post every so often now.
Ezra Apr 2015
A girl walked out of the thrift store,
Sporting a green leather pea coat.
She was accosted by a budding socialite,
Who complimented her garish green.

"How dare you call it 'Green'!,
Can't you see what this is?"
The socialite-turned-desperate shook her head.
"'Tis the colour of the trees after spring."

"Green?"
"No, silly. Beautiful."

And thus a trend was set.
Barkley Layne Apr 2015
It is here,
The snow is staring to thaw;
The birds sing and cheer.
The vines are growing the honey is raw,
Everything becomes unfrozen; the river, the lake.
Animals of all sizes come peeking out,
The squirrel, the bird, the snake.
Finally it has ended this freezing cold drought.
The winter was hard, cold, and ugly
Fevers and chills will disperse,
Now it is time for a new season to hold the key,
Mother Nature has opened her purse.
No rain, no clouds, only sun;
Sweet smells of flowers in bloom,
Now winter is done,
It slips away till next year inside of its cold tomb.
Happy spring :)
Jazmine Moore Apr 2015
...
I wrote your name in the sand hoping the ocean wouldn't wash it away.
Waves crashing upon my inscription, you slowly drift; the horizon taking you by the minute.
Poetically pouring every once of my love into you while wrestling through those bedsheets just wasn't enough..
Allowing myself to become one with you, my body was not the only thing bare; for my soul was just as undone and I loved every minute of it.
From the seconds spent kissing you, the minutes spent inside of you, hours spent beside you, and days I'd ride for you,
**** was my heart for you; nothing to hide.
Falling for you daily was my only demise; one I wouldn't trade for anything..
and as tragically as your goodbye kiss felt upon my lips, I would reluve that day over and over.
Desires of waking up to your face still haunt me ; to wake up to my true love's smile is a treasure one cannot imagine; treasure I thought was in my hand only to find out it was fool's gold.
Holding your heart as I thought you held mine, for nights I grow anxious of true love in its entirety.
The warmth, the passion, I can't rid myself of these qualities you possess.
Silently suppressing tears as we pass by each other like strangers, my sadness turns into rage.
For I gave you love, selflessly and courageously, just for you to toss it all away.
..and if you asked me, I would do it all over again at the drop of a hat, just to feel for a second that love exchanged.
My mind shivers when you are around from being torn down; I just hope one day you would build me back up
Whether I see the day or not, I will forever dream about it.
I do not have a title, feel free to pick one for me and leave it in the comment section
Aniseed Mar 2015
What in the world is a ten word poem, anyway?
Levi Franco Mar 2015
My blood churns and swirls
As it goes down the drain.
It should hurt, it should sting
But I feel no pain.

Pleasure, warm and red leaves the cuts.
Out the slashes, comes the scars.
Self harm is not a trend.
Please, grow the **** up.
Jazmine Moore Feb 2015
i wanted more from him
than enjoying my pizzicatos
while bringing me to crescendos
but it seems
our love may
have already reached
its forte without ever
breathing in its
*diminuendo
Cierra Woods Feb 2015
My beloved fiancé,
He is like the spark that gets the fire going
I need him just as fireplaces need wood
When he touches me, it feels like ocean waves pounding on the sand
Just take my hand and it’ll be you and me for life.

The way you hold me lets me know that you love me being by your side
Regardless of how my day is going you make it special
I love when he sniffs my neck, face, and ears
The way he breathes as he is doing this excites me
I am sexually, mentally intrigued

When we make love it is beyond amazing!
Especially last night.
Kisses from my lips to my ankles
Each spot of my body had its own attention
Every time he slides in, I think I die and go to heaven.
Maybe,
Or someplace magical.
His fingertips sliding across my flesh
As he likes to **** on my flushed skin
Sweet
Damp
Kisses
All over me.
I feel safe, extremely happy, and nothing else matters when I’m with him.
But when we are not together, a part of me feels torn off and it feels as though a piece of me stays with him, when I go to see my love only then do I feel whole again. Holding your hand, laying with and talking to you... sharing food is my absolute favorite thing to do with him.
Waiting to wake up laying side by side with my love.
a poem dedicated to my fiancé. REALLY, hope you guys enjoy it. #FEEDBACK please.
Jazmine Moore Feb 2015
Tirelessly waiting for you to come home;
My darling, here I am once again checking my watch to see what time it is  and the **** has yet to turn.
I promised you that I would wait for you no matter how long you decided to roam, but here I am another night waiting and that promise doesn't seem too feasible at the moment.
I can not make you love me,
I can not make you love me.
Just as I am telling myself this is the last night waiting,
the **** turns; in you walk like all of those months never happened.
Unconditional love.
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