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enjolras Jul 2014
I lose myself in your orbitals
whenever they focus on me.

I want to bury my cephalic
in the crevice of your cervical.

I long to keep your brachials
around my dorsum.

You have
amazing scapulars.

Thoracic to thoracic.
Or our palmars intertwined.

Digitals tracing patterns
on each other's abdominals.

Press your oral to my buccal
and we'll see how this goes.
Ottar Sep 2013
Rest easy, read these heavy words of slumber,
tap your chest to the beat of your heart,
empty out breath even from the deepest parts
the void, will fill itself, with sleep, I hope for your sake.

Scrunch those toes to close, then let them relax and let go,
Half close those toes and let them loose, shake them once and again,
Tense those calves, feet pointed at the ceiling, if you are willing,
Go half way and shake the tension away, from you,
Quads and hamstrings, next remember in pretext, full and halfway,
shake the tension away,,
gluteus maximus
then abdominals
and lower back
and in their turn
chest, those pecs to reflex and relax
latissimus dorsi, my oh my you got your back
shoulders,
hands of fingers, just like the toes,
pretty soon you might doze,
forearms, biceps and triceps too,
neck and face shrug and scrunch,
you don't have the answer,
so pucker your face,
eyes are the last close them once,
eyes are the last close them half,
eyes are the last,

I hope you never read this far,
unless you are awake, after a
night of rest fullness, so if it does
not work, know this, I will sit by
your side so you can unwind,
I have a good year for listening,
on pillow soft words, for you to put
your sleepy heavy head.


Good...night...yawn
Make sure you are not allergic to any of the teas below, you might end up sleepy but
awake at an emergency ward...
did your try a warm tea, mint or green does it for me,
lemon is fine, chamomile, or some kind of herbal or there is one called sleepy time...
Kate Lion Oct 2015
5.
i don't want to flatten you out
put you on a frame in the hall of fame
where people would go just to gawk and stare at you
that would be so cruel of me, because you-
you
are so much more complex than that
you are the foundation of a house
something everyone takes for granted because they cant see it
how many times have you slipped out unnoticed
by those looking for the shiniest, brightest stars in the world
if you look for those
you miss the planets
you miss the way that you sleep with a shirt over your head to "block out the light" so you can sleep better
you miss the ridiculous, pleasurable conversations
"did you know that Louie Armstrong would cut off the callouses on his lips with a pocket knife?"
"we should write a comic strip about a starch that smokes **** and call it "The Baked Potato."'

let's keep away from the photographers, the paparazzi, the artists, the writers

you hate attention anyway
said you would rather "sleep on the roof for a week" than give a presentation in public

i have discovered you
but i won't ever tell

the books will not mention you
there will be no statues of us
but the ones we build with sugar cubes on the privacy of our own kitchen table
where messes like us can be swept away and kept in no other place than our memories
and the storage on my phone

i will memorize the lines on your torso and back
but children will never study you in geography, they will never be asked the year you were born or at what latitude and longitude your chest muscles meet your abdominals

a search on Google will pull nothing about you

you remain undiscovered
to all
but me.
Lyteweaver Jan 2017
I want to LAUGH like I've never laughed before.
I want to feel salty tears streaming down the creases of my face
as my abdominals cramp from jubilation.
Time will stop completely as I lose myself in the belly laughs
that roar between comedians of life.

I want to LOVE like I've never loved before.
I want to feel my heart beating with sunshine to the sound of a violin.
The notes will play harmony in my soul
filling my spirit with orchestrated synchronicity.

I want to LIVE like I've never lived before.
I want to take chances and leap before I think.
I will dive off a cliff into a deep clear lagoon submerging my shell.
I will close my eyes and JUMP
as I plunge into aquamarine bliss.
faunlette May 2015
i hate you and it is almost
******;; the way that i want to
destroy you from the ground up,
flay your flesh from your bones and
watch your blood coagulate in the hot summer sun it is
cold
where your body lays
buried beneath mimosa pudica so preciously planted
i love the way your hardened body becomes pliant
to the touch
my warm blooded fingertips pressing into your sides
and if i had a **** i'd destroy your body
more thoroughly
**** your spitslick opening
more roughly than with the use of a finger
or three
which opening am i referring to
the one i create
with a knife and a flick of the wrist
right between your ghostrib and the meat of your stomach
i find it to be
most pleasant to the ear
that wet moistmaking slop of a cavern
and i want to put my tongue to it
so carefully
tasting your inner screams and whats left of your soul
stuck inside that rotting meat it cries
for help and i am your mother
rich in my love and rich in my hatred for the uncouth young
way your body wraps around my quivering flesh
my indecisive muscle
ambivalently traverses the planes of your abdominals
and my fingers follow, stained black with
your bile
i love the texture of your
insides
smooth against my calloused
touch
your faded whimpers echo in my ear and i am
ecstatic
i've clipped your wings
and you are my pet now
my gorgeous gangrene wild animal
to keep and to care for
and i love you
i am your mother and i love you
George Anthony Jun 2019
at 5 AM i loved you again

loved the seductive sapphires of your eyes
a certain snare for fools like me,

loved the shape of your hands and
the spaces between your fingers
where mine used to be

i loved the flick of a swirl in your hair
and the thickness of it under my nails,

the husky depth of your ***** laugh
and the wonky smile it accompanied,
a crooked glint of glee

your warm body and the wiry hair of your legs,
firm abdominals and stubble barely there,
just enough to scratch my lips

at 5 AM i loved you again
but at six, i woke up

sunlight shining clarity on daylight’s disappointing truths:
none of the above counts for **** all
when it comes to exes like you
Knut Kalmund Jul 2020
he runs and runs
away from invisible enemies,
settles for a wide street corner eventually
enters heavily gasping a small café.

the abdominals are ripped from all the coughing.
the swiftly waitress realizes that,
as he orders a cup of black coffee.
she asks him, if it was a fine sporting day,
with a wide, plainly sinister smirk.

confused as he was, he gives her an absent nod,
in hope to leave him alone and serve that **** coffee.
at least he found an excellent spot
covered on a stakeout for his own death.

the street on the left, called Void Street,
seems pretty occupied
but shows no sign of the ambitious hitmen.
on his right lies Paradise Avenue,
emptied and distilled of silence

still nervous he bites his fingers,
although no nails are attached to them anymore
so he ***** the angst dry
like a skint man does with the tip of his last wrinkled cigarette,
that he found in one of his forgotten jacket pockets

safe space now,
he reckons,
only to have his throat cut
Thank you for reading.
Yeah I be from the south so watch ya mouth
Before you get duct taped ***** by deaths draps ya verses wack as Drake
To Meek Mills skills I drill til ya feel my flows oh so real slam ya with a force harder than Shaquille haters claim they real?
Til they see ya shine appeal then try to steal
Cuz they got no flows to spill so ya better chill
Before my guns raise and blaze leave you in a eternal daze pastors giving praise
As casket lays flesh soon decayed
As ya tooken away from the death angels that stayed
Preyed over ya body I be the Illuminati risin' kundalini hang with shorties who pack shotties quick to make dead bodies
It ain't nothing to a playa so stop bluffin' before you get a snuffin' htown roughin'
Up the bids put that on my kids look what I did?
Shook the game attached my hooks country as Garth Brooks still gettin' looks
From fine black latinas mamacita senoritas stickin' to my pita
bread cuz my **** lines red
Nothing but hardness instead style like Frank Lucas blowin' hookah with a stash of Buddha
Trap the game triangled like Bermuda
Death made from those I slayed this ain't no charades just a taste of my rap alcollade
Another haters throwin' shade I'll fade still leanin' sittin' sideways like them boys in the days
Sippin' purple lemonade with a fresh fade
......Mayne Htown holding crown knocking out clown you'll drown
With no water so don't try to slaughter *******



Southsia fo Lia Nia

While I'm sittin' clean I'm flickin' off hataz like Mr Bean autos aim for ya peen still stickin' for cream livin' out my dream
I'm biggie layin' sigils led to sequels street general turnin' hard rhymers minimals
Role with mobster criminals an animal guns eat though ya flesh like a cannibal true intellectual my flows phenomenal
I'll stretch ya Abdominals for the coroner down the spiritual corridors as the blackness pours
See me gold plated breast in armor coming to swarm ya
It's legion of demons plottin' & schemin' like Keenan
Ivory Wayne's I'm stuck into ya brains
With no syringe suckas pretend I don't get wins? Never seen L only when spit phrases like Big L pockets swell while I'll give heat hotter than Hell
Kin to Satan so that should tell I don't dwell
On goodness cuz in genesis I was kicked out and landed in Exodus
Into the underworld blessed by Osiris mother earth givin' me birth layin' words that hurt reverse the flirt now suckas layin' in dirt
Found later like a fossil this for a ***** name Fussell I see you loosin' muscle
Step into my arena my flows meaner I'll lock jaw ya harder than Hyena
From the guns that'll grease ya into a freezer
Ya body displayed  cuz you had to pay
Ya soul up ya living foul since you a problem child
I gave you a taste of my omen owls *****....
Yo it's big Yosef coming with that unoriginal style
Make emcees throw in the towels
Tighten ya bowels
Mic Judo you know my flows cold
Astronomical beating suckas
Leave em with open abdominals
Destined to be a criminal since I was an embryo
By the society eyes so I had to learn another principle
Black men used to rule though now we was used as a mule
I picked apart where the lies start deep in the heart
I found myself a lion I ain't lyin' dynasty multiplyin'
Fools need to analyze they enterprise as I rise
Like the sun from West to East a true beast
On the mic bars is beauty even got the ***** from a cutie
Slim waist big ***** blow more hash than Hootie
Microphone is my duty scorin' like the Fugees I be a refuge
In my own country but can't stop me
Or drop me I got skills by the ton
And that's on the one
Two to three clips might rip ya hips
Close ya lips then ya soul dips darkness Eclipse
Grindin' harder than the next man and on the other hand
My styles is known to bruise ya midweight cruiser
Deliver more casualties than Fallujah
It ain't all about diamonds or pearls
This for the lost boys and girls
Tired of playing a squirrel it's my world
I'm prince with the guitar ghetto star
Do they know who we blacks are
Part of the history ya don't hear or see
Malcolm gave the philosophy
But it cost em freedoms soul to flee
My protectors ain't through heataz
But from my mind and thoughts that greet us
I'm rap divine pure as Jesus wine
Once I walk out rocks cry out
Cuz of my holy clout no doubt haters shout
But ain't no ears hearing the
Bullshittin'
Rhymes mack harder than a smack
From Mickey Mantle triple crown
Handle cause more chaos then leakin' scandals
Don't ever chase women's with big *** in sandals
It's a money grip soon to fall into a snake pit
And get bit life's a ***** like that
That's why I use my mind as a gat
And blast through that no imaginery stats
Check the gold and platinum plaques
Feel I'm all that cuz I'm the black aristocrat
Preach like Aquantis rappers is ****
These days scared of real world play
So stay away Before these sharp liquid swords slay


Yo I paint pictures like a flashing photo
Words phenomenal you'll feel ya abdominals
Getting tight from the flows that bite
All cells my lyrical cartel cause more hell
Than an Italian mafiaso flows soothin'
As cocoa butter skin forming
Ain't no harmin' an angel of light
Braille ya sight this ain't parliament
But I'll show you flashing lights
From my gun that caught an **** delight
See the deer eyes in an excite fright
We don't play them games despise lames
That claim they got the microphone tames
You ain't Wu or Rakim so we knock em
Out the park no need for the bases loaded
We still scoring without points soaring
Catch it naw but you'll be pondering
And wondering what is Tut sponsoring
Im all about knowledge of self real wealth
Ain't in the power of money but the mentality
My third eye I treat it like luxury
Living no fear comfortably but enemies be
Drenched in sweat from indirect threats
f Dec 2020
I’ll haunt this world
      with bleeding gaping heart
               brushed blue eyes
-that well up inside,
I’ll wander these streets
      open and unapologetic
      with a humid energy;
outpourings of
      white misty electric
            light
      and soft relaxations
that erode deeply;
        flow strong  primal
         eclectic radiance over
        ballet dancers with white
tutus & toned abdominals

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