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Au coin de cet organe, Y caressant ses cordes sensibles, Ma Muse Toscane Joue de sa lyre irrésistible. Un son, pour chaque mot D'amour qui deviennent Inspiration ; et le tempo S'adoucit, d'aussi **** que je m'en souvienne ! Car il n'y a que le cerveau Qui s'imagine que l'italienne Devrait m'offrir sa peau de porcelaine. Mon pauvre cerveau, Cet espèce d'organe maso, Me pense libertino !
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Apr 21, 2025
Apr 21, 2025 at 3:35 PM UTC
Le tabou de mon subconscient
I never meant to hurt you.
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
Sorry
Her: I’m falling deeper Into the water I’m being suspended By the hope of tomorrow But as I fall I think of you And I’ve sunk deeper And no light can go through Him: I’ve been waiting for a lifetime What’s another minute I’m in my perfect world But without you I’d leave it all in a minute You’re all I desire I want to be consumed by your fire Nothing can stop us If we lie here together On the brown grass Our attraction never tires Her: Kiss me Make me feel alive Like the ocean and its waves Love me Like the sun shines throughout the day Touch me Before this world turns gray Him: I need you Like the world needs the day Let me kiss you And show you I’m okay The world revolves Around the Sun But my world revolves Around your vitality I hope our forever is enough You’ll never stop loving me I love you my sweet honey bee
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 2:59 AM UTC
Electric
Death came at my door this morning, It was bland and cold and awoke my tears with its raspy voice. I started caving in, my eyes shutting blindly from the light. Death wasn't dark. It was godly looking and bright. It came from the shadows like a star, Hiding with the constellations that drew my lips in endless heights. I never imagined death could look so cruel; becoming the one thing I loved the most. Death stopped in front of me and I watched my life wear out, pain tugging at the seams like claws from Freddie Krueger's gloves. It was a nightmare yet it was dressed in eloquence. For a second peering into its eyes, I thought it was life. It pulled out its hand, falling in love with the fear in my eyes. I fell to my knees and began to cry. It was so bright I could no longer see, but I did what I always do and left my lover to bleed.
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 3:54 PM UTC
Death