"claimer" poems
some years back, not too difficile to recall,
revive and animate those memories of love and disasters,
but the distance is comparable to half-a-dozen
eighty day trips around the world, many frequent
flyer miles accumulated with trips to love disasters,
interspersed with the days of shock and awe believing
(sigh) that stumbled, fumbled my way in what we silly
call true love, which is really the high of believing
that you deserved the easy way, but now know, there
is no easy way, and romance is a hard earned privilege,
and sensory deprivation can fool you, absence makes
you vulnerable, don’t be vulnerable, stand up right,
**** out, and eyes smiling but phasers on full, nonetheless…
this not a downer, but a dis-claimer, even I claim the
never be sure of the 100% foolproof methodologies for
discerning the genius of genuine,
when the risk is the reward
maybe when your 22, even 23,
you’ll be better at true discernment,
but until then be wise,
there is no saving the day,
till your knees are scraped,
and crackling and cracking
heart seem like the same thing
but they’re not
do not confuse
causality with correlation
love is not your cause, be-all,
or even the end-all, do the work
on your self to betterment
24/7, knowledge to be wiser
comes with vive les expériences!
and
someday you’ll senses will be tickled,
and the aroma of possibilities will
arose that dormant hunger, and may
be a correlation to another human in the
immediate vicinity, a man, swimming
in your moat without permission, then,
check him out and maybe, jump in,
once you’ve passed the red cross lifesavers
test, cause the murk is murky, and is never
fraught with just rose water, but jump a
few toes in and if you’re still sinking,
hell he’ll
find away and give him the rope to help
you climb a board, yeah, a broad tough as
clear varnished nails with a heart radiating
the nuclear fission of Strontium 90.
Jul 13, 2023
Jul 13, 2023 at 1:31 AM UTC
I got a big power pole that extends to Kamis lookout
Its so big and massive Dende dont doubt
Got my ***** gathered underneath you know I do
I know what you want to wish for so ill *** and give it to you
You say yours is big, you are just a claimer
My power pole so big It cant even be contained in the hyperbolic time chamber
My power pole is such a galore
Not even Hercule can save you anymore
I know your curious ill make you come browsing
Then when you find it your gonna be like ohshit ITS OVER 9000!!!!!!
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 5:05 PM UTC
When men do it, they call them studs, but when women do it, they call them ******
That's okay, a lot of men like ****** and some men marry them.
I call all the one's who do it, ****** It all depends on ratio, figures, and facts. Sometimes a ****** tells on itself.
I have called a stranger a ***** more than once. They shouldn't have opened their ***** mouth first.
Just being catty, because I can ladies! Read below and wish you were me!
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I have experienced so much acceptance, writing freedom, and sordid *** since I came out of the closet, that I have faced my true self and gender guidelines. I am now a pre-op *********** Though I do not want to lose my ***** I have always felt like a **** and petite, yet sassy blonde woman. I also felt up a few, just to see how i'd feel in my right body. Wow! Though, it's hard for me since I am a 6'6" man, I get lost in the thought of the soft and **** me, that smells so good that I could lick myself. Whew. Anyhow, what I need is a vagina...right above my man parts. Google is even letting me have a custom gender...I will reveal a cool word soon! This is better than my life has ever been. Wish me luck my bros, but ladies first!
CLAIMER: If something so human is offensive, then that means there are things that YOU can't face. It also only hurts you to begrudge someone of any human freedoms. Dignity lies within one's self and not to be sought in another. Environment causes sickness and cancer, and usually in the one who creates the negative environment, and their kids.
Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 6:41 PM UTC
There is this girl,
The little, so-called weird freak with a heart of silver.
At first, it looked like there was she and just she;
But, after listening to every word she whispered.
She will feed you galaxies
Until you fall in her brown eyes.
Then, she'll steal the stars from your breath,
Pin them proudly to her chest,
And claim that she's the night.
She will smile wider the ocean stretch,
And I smile back with the same gaze;
Because she's not the only night claimer.
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
I wouldn’t say that life is fair,
but sometimes the wind blows in our favour.
We do sense tension in the air, every time life issues a disclaimer.
In life you may be coerced,
in to becoming a self blamer.
What bitterness and grief has life in store for me?
If only my good deeds redeem me from being a shamer.
You may mock me for what I am today,
but tomorrow to your deeds you will be a claimer.
Whatever good you do along the way,
will come back to save you when you need acclaimer.
On earth you have no time to spare,
on your target you should be the aimer.
Life can be shocking sometimes, but no need to be the exclaimer.
It’s little things that do count in life,
if to your soul you want to be a tamer.
A friendly smile or a nod of the head,
to your self-esteem you will be a reclaimer.
Or a kind word that might earn you respect,
or for which you could enter the hall of famer.
Honour your word and gain peoples hearts,
to your reputation it won’t be a restrainer.
Seek wisdom in the womb of life, to your dignity it will be a maintainer.
Don’t sell your soul for what it’s worth,
unless you want humiliation to be your enslaver.
Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 8:36 AM UTC
My beloved is cascade, a stream to flow with music
It is pure and chaste like ****** love eternally cosmic
My sweetheart your heart is my abode I am homesick
I am in you like a melodious song you are like a lyric
Let you be the only beloved, let me be the only lover
You are my my book of poetry and I am your author
When ever I am in sheer darkness you are the candler
I will sacrifice my life for you I am your only claimer
Let me love you let me imprint love like a tasty kiss
God has created you for me as a real love my miss
You came in life like a wonderful alluring real bliss
Embrace me take me to your heart do not just dismiss
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 1:38 AM UTC
My heartbeat increases with your gait like swan
My sweetheart I am ready to give my life in pawn
What a beauty of universe she is a perfect paragon
She takes me on from night till pure perfect dawn
What a beauty which has cordoned love all around
When together we are neither on sky nor on ground
The moment I saw you I am in trance and astound
Your charisma carries along your beauty traits abound
My beloved come in this snowfall to play together
Our romance will bloom in a beautiful silly weather
We will whisper for every question and every answer
You carry the beauty of universe and I am the claimer
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 5:22 AM UTC
It's funny that you can't listen to me
when I speak
You seem not even to notice
when I walk into the room
But when I take my sit
Next to the Piano
When I clear my throat
When my voice starts pouring down
the arena you can't look away from me
Your voice seems to leave you
It seems like suddenly you are holding your breath
Look at you
Now you want to claim me
Am sorry you should have asked to claim me
Before you realized what I was all about
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
I realized today
What a true thespian is
A thespian is a liar
An actor of great renoun
Fake tears and shimmering smiles
A talker and a prentender
Stealer of hearts
And claimer of roses
A thief in every sense but law
Taking the words and the stage,
Filling them with false life
But once the bowing’s over
The curtain falls closed
The smile fades, the tears are dried
Roses are discarded
The actor does not shed the role
Continuing to wear it as cloak
Oh thespian!
Actor of such renoun!
Bravo, bravo!
But backstage they are far,
Far less impressed with you,
My dear thespian
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC