"aaahh" poems
Enter Zeus disguised as Amphitryon
O Alcmene!
O Most Beautiful!
So Comes The Victorious,
Your Eyes Like Aphrodite's,
Tell Me A Story Of Longing And,
These Relieve Me Of My Tiresome State,
As I Avenged Your Brothers From The Enemies.
Enter Alcmene
O Amphitryon!
O Most Strengthy!
Here Comes The Victorious,
You Fulfiled My Hearty Wish,
I Longed For Your Masculine Body And,
These Strong Arms I Longed For In My Lonesome State,
As Today You Avenged My Brothers From The Treacherous Enemies.
Enter Zeus disguised as Amphitryon and Alcmene as herself
O My Love!
O My Winner!
Today I Enter Your Citadel,
My Battering Ram Head Craves.
*Aaahh... My Winner It Feels So Great,*
*To Have My Citadel Breached By Your Ram Head.*
As Zeus Reaches ****** After 3 Days, Hercules Is Born.
Jan 1, 2013
Jan 1, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
It was my first visit at his place
We were meeting after so many days
With the mix of excited and nervous face
I finally entered in his curated space.
He welcomed with a smile and embrace
We sat on the couch, I kept looking at his grace.
"So all our pending chats for later we can save
First of all, tell me what would you like to have?"
He asked.
"Always Tea!!
In the morning with the first ray of sun
When I wake up every day for the long day run
I love to have a cup of tea strong, lightly sugared,
Hot, extra milk with sometimes ginger well figured."
"Aaahh! Tea lover, I see
So you start your day with tea
Well! I seek my big cup of coffee roasted dark
With two shots of espresso, brewed in french spark,
Nutty and a lot creamy.
Like you, hot and steamy"
"Oh my God!! Steamy and hot.
In flirting you never miss the shot
So you are a coffee guy, but I like my chai!!
Why don't we exchange our mugs today
You have my tea and I will have a coffee day
What say!??"
"Okay so done! Your all the tea parties you will forget
This is my special coffee dear, you will never regret"
And we went towards the kitchen to make our brews
Knowing that we were from the two different crews
"Don't secretly stare at me like this
Look at your coffee, else it'll be a miss"
I said.
"The same long hairs and oh that bliss
You didn't change at all, my shy Miss.
It has been a long time let me see,
And you just concentrate on your tea!"
So we finally sat with
His cup of coffee and my cup of tea
With the scent of fresh brews, he played smooth jazz song
His voice whispered in my ears, ringing with the beats along.
I found myself tangled in those strings of little infinities.
Listening to him constantly I was feeling special affinities.
Surrrp! We took sip after sip at a very slow pace,
He started praising me with a big curve on his face,
We discussed how we got lost in the life's rat race
And reminisced old time with a bunch of memory retrace
On this perfect scene of tea and coffee…
I look up and see a smiling face staring at me
With that sparkle in those eyes of something new.
Something worth the tea and coffee brew.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 8:42 AM UTC
Aaah!!! No don't do that please.
Thunk!! Shut up you dumb *****
Aaahh!! Please don't do this
I said shut up before I slit your throat
That's it baby just relax and enjoy yourself okay...
Now get up and get dressed ya'hear
I said get dressed *****
No Awwh **** maine no
Awwh **** what have I done
**** maine ****
Sitting silently I unwillingly witness
the death of this woman
This beautiful innocent sweet woman
Sitting silently I witness
The death of this woman
This poor helpless creature
Being violently ripped to shreds
Ripped to shreds by the hands of the hands of this monster
Never even being giving the opportunity to live life to the fullest
Unbearable scars and permanent bruises
Will forever tattoo her once flawless skin
Skin the color of the earth's blood red deserts after the gorgeous sunset
Tinted with blood and the slightest hint
Of him
Head hanging limply to the side
Clothes no longer clothes but rags
Discarded on the floor by their lifeless owner
Her body battered and bruised limply lays
Exposed to the world and all of their unsightly thoughts
Her neck is only but a piece of matted skin for the bones are as fragile as china in an earthquake
Breast at their finest peak
Almost ad if they're going to explode
Explode like an active volcanoe
Het treasure is almost disfigures
Its as if it was only a toy
A toy giving to a reckless little kid
Blood here sagging pieces there
blisters oozing with the deafening odor of him
Puddles of *** on the sheets and in between her legs
Het hair matted to the sheets, dried tears and blood stains her face
Body pale and limp
It looks so familiar and yet so strange
I know this woman bit I've never seen her before a day in my life
Wait the picture
Its getting blurry and fuzzy
Gasp....thump-thump thump-thump
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
Please don't do this
No please don't, please
DEJÀ VU
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 10:01 AM UTC
I can do all but help you with your self inflicted schadenfreude mind...
..it's these days I barely muster strength and will enough to pardon myself from ill thoughts that provoke sadness...
still my thighs are chubby but have yet to fully throttle against one another
...aaahh the wavy thread of fat that gathers at the waist still evident as I try to find ways to camouflage....
another rising in my throat as I accustom myself to others self inflicting wounds...
....the phlegm and sadness finds it's way rising up to try to choke me
phlegm---like the water from the glass that trickles into the windpipe--- avoiding it's intended destination...
you know the one---the way it should help not hinder....
the way people should use kindness not splinter
Jul 22, 2012
Jul 22, 2012 at 11:41 PM UTC
Trying to find the right words is like super gluing my mouth shut,
igniting fire works in my esophagus and praying that the seal won't break,
so my throat can implode on itself
and my mind can boil until skin and bone and washed up empathy can't contain it. So my cranium can crack outward. So my thoughts can combust in a crackling display of bright reds and electrifying yellows for everyone one to ooo and aaahh at.
Maybe then you will comprehend the depth my emotions for you
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 10:10 PM UTC
*oh my darling
i eat your belly
i love it so
it taste like jelly
you **** my ****
it feels so good
i eat your ***
like i should
your toes are sweet
i kiss you and cry
im going to **** you
and watch you die
open up
i make a cut
you smile big
say im a ****
i burn your *******
oh daddy please
that hurty good
what a tease
wants the knife
in her tummy
i stick it in hard
its not funny
i cut her mouth
with a razor blade
she loves my ****
says got it made
burn me beat me
all night long
**** me dead daddy
ill sing a song
i love your ****
and die to be dead
break me crush me
like you said
oh there goes my rib cage
broken to bits
more drugs please
and chew off my ****
do you like girl toes
aren't they pretty
cut them off please
oh its a pity
oh not to worry
soon ill be dead
with that stare
laying in bed
oh i bleed pretty
you cut off my toes
hurt my face
please brake my nose
hit me hard
in the head
rattle my brains
give me a med
now **** me **** me
ow its good
you promised fire
burn me like wood
light me up
i want to dance
to sway like Kali
watch me prance
oh i samba
shake my ***
love you so
i roll in glass
**** me **** me
so very soon
i want to burn
like a fiery moon
your **** is god
i cant get enough
**** me daddy
show me your stuff
oh you grin
bleeding and broken
says it was fun
please make me smokin
its that time my love
heres the fluid
put the lighter to you
she inflames like a druid
she screams she howls
she burns in hell
***
shes beginning to smell
i jump on your body
cause it seems insane
you push me off
and scream i love the pain
and you go oooww aaahh ooow
mmmm burn burn burn
im embers now honey
cooked to a turn
i suffered so much
oh i scowled and cried
did you love it baby
did you like that i died
i did it for you
to feel your sweet love
so you'd adore me forever
and now im above
i cant come back
got no where to land
remember me always
my body is sand
no baby no baby
your face is a mess
i **** your ashes
and love you no less
there you lie
a hideous beauty
i eat your powder
your still a cu-tie*
Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
My very first love was "the Imaginary Lover".
He was perfect in my thoughts and
Sweet in my dreams.
He made me smile a lot even when I'm alone.
Suddenly...
I fell out of love with my lover and was heads over the "Revolutionary Lover".
He was so rebellious but in a seductive way.
Rose, Helena and all the girls couldn't resist him.
We were young and wild and a little too adventurous.
I had to stop him before he destroyed me
So, I found the "Romantic Lover"
Aaahh...
With just one kiss from him, all the scattered pieces of me reunited to complete my puzzle life.
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 8:17 AM UTC