#indulge
a chronological sequence
a capture of moments
kinetic art of reality
through complexity & clarity
meagre for bland eyes
cynics with heart beats
but flatlines
in indulging in
the cacophony of life
- align the body & mind
with the glimmers in sight
before the grim reaper
emerges with his scythe
snarling - but of course
it's the nature of life.
Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 1:35 PM UTC
❤❤
What is love all about?
Is it something we trust or doubt?
Does it make you fly and touch the cloud?
Or tied and stuck to the ground?
Or is it messy? So you decide to play around..
What if we trust love and say it out loud?
But no one heard that sound.
Do we leave and forget about the love we found?
Or indulge in love and be more profound?
Is love a choice or to it we get bound?
❤❤
Nermine
22/04/2020
Dec 14, 2020
Dec 14, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
How can this be
Is it just who I am, is it me?
How can this be?
Questions are lined up
Spinning my head around
Answers nowhere to be found
How do I still crave
To walk into the oldest of caves
The one that whispers inside
How do I still want more
When I have everything I could possibly adore
How and why? Is this just a part of my core?
Wild and free ain't all it sounds to be
I don't want wild, I just want set free
From this taunting voice inside of me
Begging to be fed
And I want it as heavy as lead
But I hide it under the bed
Should I indulge again
Or, sweep it under the rug
Head up, eyes forward
Don't move, stand strong
Hold on to what you have
But the silence is so loud
My heart can't be proud
Turn it off turn it off
Make it stop calling out to me
How can it be?
That I still crave
What lies within that cave
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 4:26 PM UTC
They say there are storms in
teacups.
There like a summer breeze,
compared
to the tsunami
of caffeine denial.
That floods
upon the shores of my
day washing everyone away.
I need my Jave, like I need to breath..
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 5:52 PM UTC
our lips will never meet
nor our fingers intertwine
and so bless my dreams
for indulging what's not mine
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
As the time drags on you can absorb all that surrounds you in a time much different than all others.
You look at the clock and it may choose to go forwards or even backwards, strange.
It is absolute madness I know; but it is also something to make you think. If time is straight forward then why can we feel it bend so easily?
The rules are twisted and manipulated, something as concrete as time is then changed.
It drags on though, like that last drop of syrup from the glass bottle. So sweet and decadent you must indulge in it before it is gone; time that is.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
"So I steal your shadow from the sheets
And it lays breathless beneath the
Stars with me."
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC
At last the sun is out and about
indulge in your piece of summer.
Today London in bloom
white clouds, white swans
roam out to the sky.
Welcoming the punters
the sun is rolling down.
Come never wonder,
for once, what they're worth.
Hop on, pop in, drop by
bask in London summer!
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 11:05 AM UTC
i have a crush on a boy
but i’m afraid of hurting his feelings
because ever since late january
i feel like i don’t really have any myself
just logic to judge
no emotions to indicate
he says he needs to be careful with his heart
and being cautious may pay off in the end
you may end up with less
fingerprints and teeth marks on your ribs
but right now i have no interest
in anyone who doesn’t
want to let feeling consume them
to chase their impulses
into the dark, by the pond behind my house
maybe you should have kissed me
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
Cracked kitchen tiles
Send chills down my back
Is this too sinful of an act?
His toned body against my own
warms my anxious bare chest
Will this prove too hard of a test?
As if they know every inch,
his fingertips began to trace my spine
But I am not his and he is not mine
My eyes meet his in the dim light
My hands decide to messy his hair
Our mouths indulge; we no longer care.
Dec 18, 2017
Dec 18, 2017 at 5:59 PM UTC
Let this taste last you a second longer,
Roll it out of each bud and into another
As the flavour dissipates, remember,
You have ingested more of yourself
Than you have of any other lover;
Your eternal loneliness is self-sufficient,
Flavourful, nutritious, delicious… etc. etc.
Indulge in the phantom of your lasting selves.
Jul 24, 2017
Jul 24, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
Turn the lights off so that I may know you
In this safe space, I invite you to indulge in our mutual vulnerability
Feel protection in my arms as I guard your heart
As I keep it warm between our chests
Set your gaze to mine while you share with me your aspirations
I yearn to experience them through the windows to your soul
Share with me your fears so that I may put them to rest
May this bed be a holy and sacred place for us
May this bed be our confession booth free from ridicule
May this bed be a tithing basket for you to receive love with no boundaries
In this bed, allow divine pleasure to overwhelm you
Let your ****** match the depth of your trust
Let your tears turn to sweat that trickles down the valley of your spine
Let your ****** fluids baptize you; cleanse you of any guilt
Share with me your spiritual awakening
As I receive communion with your raw, unfiltered, liquified emotion running down your body
Toss out your bible, for the only religious text I need is your diary
Allow me to tie every inch of your glorious body to a memory
I wish not to **** but to love
I wish to fulfill all your fetishistic urges
For I know they are tied to a psychological yearning
By the end of the night I wish to know every inch of your flesh
I want the knowledge to be accompanied by the memories that make you, you
And if I fail, there's always round two after we cuddle
Tyler Castro
3/19/17
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 2:11 AM UTC
Tonight,
for a change,
let’s indulge in
deep conversations
with our tongues
and
make love with our minds.
May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:46 AM UTC
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Oh my sweet darling,
The moment I taste your love,
I got addicted.
Daily I savor,
Oh how you satisfy me,
This tang I indulge.
I only yearn this,
Your love penetrate in me,
Eternal delight.
© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 6:19 AM UTC
Sunken to the bottom of the sea,
I find my periscope isn't tall enough to reach,
The surface's light above.
But what I see is is enough,
Increasing in brightness, one increment at a time.
The feeling of fear, under barricaded vision
What once for, those drowning, I would shun,
Their world i have dwelled,
Gasping in hell
Living and sharing their sins.
How HELPLESS one feels!
It is no less real
Than the bliss one would find up above...
And to strike them all down
To save your own cloud
Only teaches them they are denied love.
Pride of the fallen,
The shame is felt
When the blind request aid to see.
Guilt,
Guilt of bothering those who choose
To block, ignore, and cast aside their eyes
for fear of being dragged below,
TO dwell where they dwell, no one else will go.
Its difficult to trick yourself, and truly believe your lies
The world beyond the world we sense and feel, see with eyes
It is a place one cannot tread with memory of old beliefs.
To alter your reality, you must alter what you see.
What you see and hear and touch and smell, you network of PURE belief.
If you only stretch out from the inside, you'll never truly reach.
The universe is an extension of you, an extra sense in it's whole.
Use it, and alter your mind to believe what you have sewn.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC
Indulging in you
A debauchery.
They tell me not to eat if I am not hungry,
But in you I feast.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 1:56 PM UTC
As I walk I hear no fear,
With shed of vibrant crimson tear.
Meld by star dust of emotion,
Past physical motion lead to inner devotion.
As I talk with clear seared images of past path,
I must gear towards the journey unprepared wrath,
Like unknown scribe of the oracle tongue proclaiming like math.
This pull of gravitation, desire permeating relentless stride,
Without hesitation, fire within acclimating to her side!
Nothing shall stand in it's footing,
like marble bounce on a wall to other marble,
Like the losing of personal marbles dropping all senses,
For each thud of heart pounding in her presence marveling,
Holding composure, keeping things real, but soothed by her tongue.
It's a Pinot noir, Sauvignon blanc, Chardonnay upon the lips,
With her taste, with her lips, with all things she eclipse!
Equal to none, compared none, pedestal she stands upon.
As I held my hands holding her throne,
more precious than jewel of zircon,
But like a ***** all things are bygone and all things are done.
All things are full circle of celestial plane,
Finding my path and it's proper lane,
Because not even love is all but insane,
The inner bane of humans pain,
And due time things all wane.
For all things coming into full circle,
With shed of vibrant crimson tear,
As I walk in this journey, I hear no fear!
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
Some time Life is like a dark room,
Indiscernible indulge to intuit incurring infusion
Infusion of irrelevant and irregular,
Leads to a moment of disappointment and despondent!
******
But when light penetrate
Everything becoming vivid - vivacious
and set up Valve to visions!
*******
Allow light to break in and spread all over.......
Make everyone spirited and shunt for
Peace and progress!!!
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
The more that people indulge in earthly pleasures
the less they will partake of heavenly treasures.
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 11:35 AM UTC
I am a glutton for your LOVE
Not the pink pedals from a rose.
But to engulf in chills of
Feelings - risen from YOU.
I yearn to be wrapped in YOUR
affection - that is enough.
To indulge in your passion poured -
From gashes but fearlessly entrust.
I yearn for you to give me all of YOU
The you that "you" keep encaged
Is the YOU that I long to love too.
I'll take all of you, have no fear.
Just let loose your baggage -
And let me love all of it
As I live to love you and ALL
That comes with it.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Holding you between my lips,
I would speak in tongues
And remain forever mute.
Although I need to taste you,
There is rapture in anticipation.
I delay the moment that you yield, then burst,
Your perfect, perfumed juices
Trickling slowly down my chin.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:02 AM UTC
How many chocolates did this person eat?
If the chocolate was made before the chocolate was eaten.
It melted away through the process of heating.
But, how could the chocolate melt if the chocolate was almost freezing?
Its exposure to the sunrise was apparent,
But, at what time did it leave before becoming disparate?
The time difference was dwelled in effect,
before the chocolate was seen in such repent.
Therefore, the state of the chocolate has been pronounced viable.
In the mouth of the person of which this question ultimately relies upon.
In the sense of being eaten once it was made,
while maintaining its sweet composure without heating or freezing away.
How many chocolates did this person indulge?
If in reality it was only made an hour before it was divulged!
Only this person could really say,
to relive this encounter one must divulge away.
While the mystery revolves around the chocolates dense state,
We must indulge in a chocolate now and allow this question to dissipate.
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 8:15 PM UTC