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Aishwarya Ezhava Jul 2018
it's okay to experience
the worst things in life,
nothing other than it
can make you hardy.

it's okay not to be perfect,
as no one out there is,
you can't even be perfect until you
satisfy the beholder's expectations.

It's okay to fail sometimes
it tastes bitter, but not boresome,
ceaseless success can make you happy,
but to subdue lack of success is kinda reward.

It's okay to be lost
in your deep musings,
to wander the unsure ways
in quest of esctasy.
Ochiogu Kevin Feb 2010
Nature amuses,
at times when perfection
demands of it.
So is esctasy,
whenever it grips
a ****.
But its force
is undeniable,
it make every ****
a ******!,
and the law fails
to persecute them;
nor for other atrocities,
of incests and
the ******* they breed.
lynnia hans Feb 2017
can't you see that i tremble in your amazing presence
your eyes enrapture me with their hypnotic gaze
your air of majesticness and sultriness permeates the entire room
making me faint like a forsaken vestal ****** in the wake of passion
rained-on parade Feb 2014
Today if you had asked me
what love still meant to me
I would look at you,
diving in the abyss
of your brown eyes
and look at you look at me.

I'll tell you that I loved you
before the first spark
ever hit your armoured heart
to light an everlasting fire.

That the words which escaped you
cascaded down on me
like a million rivers unfolding
to reveal their anger they kept
hidden long enough
to allow the heat to die down on their own.

That the truth in things
didn't exist in the ways,
in people like we wanted to.

If love was an inferno
to walk through
you know I would.
That with every burning touch of the coal
beneath my feet
would be another step closer to victory,
closer to you.
That this was the painful esctasy of love,
and every ember was like the ones
that burnt in me for you.

And I would tell you
that you were worth it.
You were worth it all.
Today, you sent me a box
full of chocolate and poetry
and beautiful things.

You must have known
your gift was unwanted.
You must have.

You must have known
that I would read your name
and address with dread,
a hint of panic, with confusion
and consternation.

You must have known
that I would tuck the box
beneath the table
and try to ignore it for hours,
until its presence
needled me like a thorn
needing to be plucked out.

You thought you sent love
and affection in a box,
but you sent a reminder,
one of wounds and worry,
a reminder that
gifts and well-wishes
do not heal bruises
and never will.

I would send it back
full of wolves if I could.


Return To Sender from my favorite poet, Gabriel Gadfly. Truly said.

Looking at the poem I posted last year, life has changed a lot. For the better, I hope.

To the most overrated holiday of all.
Toxic yeti Nov 2018
The Yeti refusing to leave his
Love slave alone
Went with the her to the wildflowers
As she picks the flowers.
He taps his lover on the shoulder.
And kisses her gently
She falls down
Not out of fear but because of desire was so intense.
She take ms him by his furry face
And they shyly couple and kiss.
Was it the mountain air
Or
Because her skilled lover
She was in esctasy.
She kisses the Yeti and their tounges met in an ******
And emotional dance.
Lazarus Poole Jul 2011
LET'S TAKE A WALK,

LET'S HAVE A TALK... WITHOUT SAYING A WORD.

AS WE LOOK AT ONE ANOTHER AND ADMIRE EACH OTHER, HAVE A ****** WITHOUT A TOUCH.

GET LOST FROM THE WORLD WITH A HUG.

GET HYPOTNIZE WITH A KISS AND TRANSFORM FROM FRIENDS TO LOVERS;

LEAVE THE REST OF THE WORLD BEHIND AS FLY THROUGH THE UNIVERSE IN AN ESCTASY OF PASSIONATE LOVE.

THE WORLD START BACK ROTATE AND AS OUR JOURNEY COME TO AN END AND LAND BACK ON EARTH, I CARESS YOU AND TELL YOU, "I LOVE YOU!"
Behind the Mask Oct 2013
Time, it's approaching.
Running towards me,
No, hurtling.
I open my arms,
to embrace it, with happiness, joy, esctasy.
Because, freedom, finally. Freedom.

But yet, when I have Time in my arms,
Its sneering, snarling
Leering at me
Cruelly reminding me that
She will be gone soon,
Going, going,* gone.
sadly
jeffrey conyers Sep 2012
Love me inmensely.
Let me tense up.
Let's enjoy the passion of pleasure.
Being explore by both of us.

It's just don't have to be physical.
Even though it could.
It could  be more emotional.
Then I thought it would.

Let's take this adventurous ride into esctasy.
Again, it could be just us riding upon a good blue sea.

Let me fantasize.
Let me even dream.
While you're loving me.
So ever deeply.

This total joy that has me smiling.
Is more than I could wish for,
A journey of experience to last forever more.
CD May 2015
From the eager age of three, my mother taught me not to draw on myself, or I would get ink poisoning. Every time ink touched me, I'd wash it away with a warm cloth and some lingering worry. You wrote our initials on my ankle in deep blue pen, and I kept my left leg out of the bath for a week.
At the spritely age of eight, my mother made me promise never to talk to strangers. I kept my head down and my walls built high and I never said a peep to a stranger wrapped in shadow.
The first day I met you, I lay all my secrets down on that warm summer concrete and watched while you picked through them. (You didn't mind.)
Twelve years old, with a crooked, hopeful smile and my mother sat me down to talk about drugs. Those crazy, tempting things that will take away all your inhibitions and make you forget the very lessons that formed who you are. More addictive than anything you've ever had. They'll make you feel higher than the empire state building; without them, you'll go through a withdrawl worse than anything. A coexistent dependancy that will take over yourself. She reeled off a listen of words; Esctasy, LSD, ******, Crack. Somehow, she forgot to mention your name.
Oliver Miamiz Jul 2016
Love has caused nothing
but Havoc in my
Life.
Was I Cynical to
pledge allegiance to
Harpy,
to you I gave in,
Though you gave me
a Haughty smile,
Recklessly & wildly
Deep in love I fell,
in you I saw Haven
from the Harsh earth.
Although I was your
Fanatic your companionship
was a Zest.
My hand felt your
Delicacy
and made me Deleterious,
your Moves in Bed caused
a Feeling of Eerie,
was I to yell, howl or
moan with Esctasy,
Love made me Despair
& saw you as Numinous,
Allured by your Charm
the Wrong life I chose,
your Extolement
could'nt Out-Way my
Alacrity to leave....

@miamizoliver
Fenix Flight Jun 2014
Let me feel your lips
Glide over my naked skin
leaving trails of fire.
Run my fingers through your hair
twisting it between my fingers
as a moan of esctasy escapes

I cant take this any longer.
Push between my legs
I'm ready for you
Take me now

let me love you
with a firey passion
I cant hold back anymore

Grip my hips
I'll meet yours
****** for ******.

Moaning out my name
I whisper yours
in breathy pleasure.
As our souls join together
for a passionate dance

Release our love
together
hand in hand.
;)
Karisa Brown Aug 2017
Infinite is Sun
Pure power
Infinite is it's solar kenisis
Born of passion and fire
Infinite is Moon
Blue bliss
Infinite are the oceans
It pulls

Divide and cease yourself
From your outercore
Break open in habbit
Pour
    Pour
        Pour
Liquid gold
Of soliloquy
Eulogies
Rebirth and bathe
In esctasy
How it feels to get my words out and myself calm!
Graham Jan 2018
I felt it last night
With a broken heart
The beaming light at the end of my darkened heart
My emotions were sky high
It was true
I could feel the rush of esctasy going all through,
It was real
You made me feel numb all over again
After all the lies I told myself
Its not worth it, I'm not wor-
If only the pieces could fit once more
I'm trying so hard,
Not to be alone
But its not enough
Its hard to find love in my throat
When hate is all I can conjure
All an act of pretence
I felt it last night
With a broken heart
I could feel its pieces inside me
How am I to fight this emotions?
Jon York Jul 2019
I began to work on your lips,
     as if drawing *** from a well of longing
                     and need. Then heated
            tongues  met  in  the midst of hot
                   and quickening breath.
          And quickly we drank the wine
                            of our lusts.
             Then intoxicated with those
      spirits, our clothes found resting place
              on the floor, piece by piece,
          until there was no hiding places,
    for the two glistening and wanting bodies
                 as hunger revealed in this
                               hot moment.
           Then skin meshed with skin as
the floor became the stage and I moved
           atop you with ease and gently
   I  lowered myself down, kissing you as
               I filled you and your gasp
                         broke our kiss.
        I stroked your forehead as our slow
rhythm gave way to urgent and demanding
                   thrusts of passion.
     You arched your body for my comfort
and I threw you into esctasy with the strength
                 of my blows and I left you
     screaming and soaked, in oblivion again
                and again. The taste of your
       skin between my lips, was like no other.
                   To hear your cry of mercy
          when my teeth met your  warm  skin,
   was  more  breathtaking  than  you  knew,
               leaving  our  screams  to  echo                       Jon York   2019
          on  like  battle cries.  You  welcomed
the weight of my body to crush you as I collapsed
             on top of you, still hot and burning
       and you glowing like  an  ember casting a
welcome  light should  I  seek  your  gifts  again.
Yo I'm a just cool playa, from the black Himalayas, slay ya
Stylist, yosef the realist, merciless once I get a feel of this,
Beats knocking ya out of ya seat, bring the heat, it's so sweet,
Got the ladies rockin, ain't none stopping, we stay locking,
Down the strip, clubs with voluminous dubs, cherubs
Waiting for the smooth pitching, I play the criminal position,
Ready to jack her thoughts, without her being caught,
Paying attention, mental ammunition, strong baby so no dissin,
Me, I'm tryna start a family, but uh I can't help it's the man in me,
The sanctity, of life is all lost, wish I could break the devils cross,
Why we gotta go,back in forth on the merry'go ******, let the cherry glow,
**** flow mental, waking up ya spiritual embryo, cycle
What about the title, yeah I was made from the best playaz,
Dont wanna ya walk with me talk with me,
let's breeze the sheets properly, baby feel my dire esctasy




Old school spice, somethin nice, like my shorties iced, enticed
By the sugar coated chocolate candy, caramel salt snails
Tryna get me to fail, oh well, this ain't ya average gangsta tales,
This is something for ya mind to dwell, on crisp out the song,
Yo sound the gong, the love wars has begun, lust horizons
Temperature rising, beyond the shining, darkness hiding,
The real feels, scared of a natural heal, ride loves thrills
Seems like a cursed will, is this a joke or evenly yoked,
TrynaFocus on her mind,and not her behind, baby girl let's grind,
Excuse me ma, I'm just letting off a few shots from my maw,
Dont fall for the Male toxicity, its saddity, good and plenty,
Real brothers out there, just let out the hot air, yeah true player
For real, harder than steel, giving women a touch of whip appeal
Walking through the sunset parks way past dark
Thinking cuz of a spark on my mind
Looking at this fine honey dripping
Got **** Mc Lyte got me trippin' tippin'
Off mad money at the concert she caught my shirt
Gave it a signature
**** it felt pure for sure begins the ultimate cure
After the shows she gave me a kiss on my temples
******* got me with smiling dimples
I told her I was her biggest fan and I wanna be her man
But she said i was just too much of a youngin'
Hunchin' for the munchies of her love
Got **** baby your my empty turtle dove
A twin flame aint got no shame to claim
The way she moves through the industry lanes
Curves mad observed got my feeling reserved
Down to my very nerves purposely i serve
Nothing but the best so let me finesse flex
My coldest skills this ain't a Freestyle drill
This just something baby for you feel
Let me work you like a windmill spill
Out nothing but esctasy next to me
As i caress ya with deep voices of Barry
White got **** im losing sight tonight
Cause i gotta fly date with ms **** Lyte

Though she was cheated by poor georgie
She couldn't ignore me few years passed
She saw me again at the front of her show
Threw her my number in the midst of the summer
Jams goddamns she caught me in a slam
I cant think straight tryna set the date to create
A perfect love sleight let me be ya only mate
As i shake the fear of fate watch me break
The tension begins to strengthen our loves rainbow
Since the sunshine touched your skin
Begins a glow mating I'm catering
To your witty hearing your pretty kitty
Winking at me through the seams of ya *******
Don't mind me its the man in me ***** me
But I can't help it you attractive to me
So let me hold the key to your heart baby
Im setting the sparks past the fourth
Of july you deny you feel the pry and shyness
Even though your gorgeous i know you curious
Just letting you know im serious delirious
Baby face got me with the whip appeal
Loves depths oh so real you'll feel
Deep into ya soul so you'll loose control
As graze thoughts in ya mental simple
As can be call me crazy maybe its the brandy
Naw it's the feelings i have thee easily
I'll be the best you ever had not Drake but rake
The leaves of ya falling souls broken pieces
Jon York Mar 2019
My lips, full of dangerous intentions,
fiercely claimed her... assaulting  her
senses...shocking her heart.....I tasted
                      the esctasy.
                                                                                           Jon York   2019
Charlotte May 2020
Seashells are pure
They dance across the ocean waves
Waiting for serenity to hit
Though they are already filled
with utter esctasy

I feel as if I am a seashell
Waiting for his wave
9 May 2020
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