"extacy" poems
watch you, whisper to you
i want to touch your body
every inch of your flesh should be categorized in to a file cabinet
to be ordered by sensation and rhythm
a ***** sweaty affair of taking inventory of the defense of the other team
"what hurts them" "what helps them" "what makes them giggle" "what makes them moan"
i know what it takes to make them moan
its a war out here and every is invited,
to the war of the lost, stepped on, and rejected
against the rainbows, puppies, and ******
i want feel your sculpted dancing legs
i want to lick the death off her skin
carcass her imperfectly perfect body
********** the subject is a delicate process
first, the physical clothes,
then, the emotional barriers
finally, the mental incapability
at the end, you are presented with the most pure human form
a fully **** model of your great white buffalo.
for me.... it the one that got away, she sings in the shower
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
She is the messenger of God
and she is also the definition of sin.
She wears red underneath the black and her lips are still warm with yesterday's prayers.
And while he was touching her skin and they were both close the light broke and from her lips the dirtiest little sentence came out in a white puff of pure ******
"Oh God have mercy!"
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
His eyes, they look at me, glamoring me into his lust
His touch, awakens all the senses I never knew I had
His breath, sending waves of electricity throughout my body
His smell, reminds me of the ocean, sweet, refreshing and calm
The deeper he goes, the deeper we go
With every movement, time seems to fade to black
The rhythms, like drums, like rain, like a heartbeat
Our hearts beat as one, the tension, builds up as one
And for a moment, just one moment
His eyes, they look at me with loving content
His touch, firmly takes a hold of me
His breath, he holds it as
His smell, it lingers in my senses
The explosions, like fireworks, like jolts of passion, like ******
Our hearts, beating as one, our passion, releasing as one
And for a moment, just one moment
His eyes, they look at me with disgust
His touch, is cold, it's lifeless
His breath, is ragged and shallow
His smell, is bitter and angry
And for a moment, just one moment
I don't feel dead anymore
Sep 6, 2010
Sep 6, 2010 at 11:31 AM UTC
ITS ALMOST AS IF UR MY DARK KNIGHT
AND MAYBE UR THE ONE TO SWEEP ME OFF MY FEET
AND MAYBE DEEP DOWN INSIDE IVE ALWAYS KNOWN IT COULD BE
MAYBE IM STEADY JUST 2 STUCK ON THE FACT THAT I CAN GET SO COMFORTABLE
IN YA ARMS
PROTECTED BY A STRONG
KNIGHT WITH A BRIGHT SHINY ARMER
AND AS THE STARS REFLECT IN UR EYES I JUMP UP 2 THE SKY
WANTING 2 SEE HOW IT LOOKS EACH AND EVERYTIME
ALWAYS KNOWN U
BUT I NEVER TOOK THE TIME 2 GET 2 KNOW U
AND ITS STRANGE HOW YOU CAN SIT ME ON YOUR HORSE
AND TAKE ME AWAY INTO MY DREAMS
FEELING FEELINGS I WOULD HAVE NEVER THOUGHT
AND KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT THEY MEAN
SO I JUST SIT BEHIND U
RUNNING INTO A FAIRYTALE
AN ENCHANTED LAND
BYING PASS ALL THE SANDS THAT ARE QUICK
FASTER AND FASTER AND FASTER WE GO
DUCKING AND DODGING THE GHOST OF THE PATHS
I GRAB U CLOSER 2 ME
THE WIND BLOWS VICIOUSLY
BUT I CAN STILL FEEL EACH AND EVERY INCH
OF UR BODY HEAT
JUST 2 HOLD U AND CLOSE MY EYES
PURE ******
THE WIND CONTINUES 2 BLOW
AND THE LEAVES STILL AT FLUTTER
U STOP.... AND KISS MY FOREHEAD
SO I STAND AND ALLOW U 2 DO IT
AND IT ALL FEELS LIKE A TRICK
BUT WHAT IT REALLY IS...
ITS JUST THE SIMPLE FACT THAT MY
FOREHEAD IS NOT USED TO THIS
NEVER HAVE I EVER BEEN TOUCHED SO GENTLY
GOT ME ALL TWISTED MENTALLY
SHOULD OF BEEN TREATED THIS WAY ORIGINALLY
DAM SO MANY THOUGHTS RUNING SWIFTLY
AROUND MY HEAD
MY STOMACH ONCE RUMMBLED OF HUNGRY
BUT HOW ARE U SUPPOST TO FEEL ONCE IT GETS FEED?
IM BEAUTIFUL U SAY
AND I WISH THAT AT THAT MOMENT I WAS ABLE TO THINK FAST ENOUGH 2 SAY U 2
AND IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE
I LOST U
.
Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 12:40 AM UTC
Who am i?
Does it matter? Who are you? Do you care to know? Maybe we are one and the same...sharing the same pain because of where we come from. Dancing to the same drum. Looking to have fun trying to avoid that same bullet from the enemies gun...we're both growing and learning...mistakes made, lessons learned. The fire within us both continues to burn...soon we learn while laughing at the same joke, we've both fallen hard, in love inhaling all the smoke from that heavenly herb...we found true love in a place that gives us none. You have helped me see who i am by showing me who u are. Our spirits shine inspite of the dimming souls around us...the ghetto can be a horrible place, but we carry on the path we found this special thing...now we can sing the song of ****** thru the complexity of negativity we are surrounded by...u and i become one, making love so passionately, ******** but oh so tender...EVERYTIME is greater than the last...im your lady, u my man...we fall n dream in eachothers arms. Wake up the next sunrise to do it all again...
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
'When you look at me, what do you see?' She asked.
'I see truth beyond your years. I see youth that has no end.' He replied calmly.
May I begin with a genuine smile and kiss? He thought.
He lent forward and began the breath of life, slowly aiming towards her half closed mouth. Her eyes closed, awaiting bliss.
'Please look at me and kiss me and only me.' He requested. 'I need you to be real because of your youth.' 'We cannot begin with a lie. You are of age but still so young.' He explained.
He was speaking of age requirements in respect to relationships with the opposite ***
'Yes, my love.' 'This is my first in my ageless youth.' She said with a hint of melancholy.
'I am frightened.' She further explained.
Let's start again. He lent forward and began teasing her lips with his. He pressed his hot mouth over the top of her upper lip, then slowly and gently, released and continued with the lower. Attack and defense, attack and defense, until a slow, settled agreement with a warm breath and flick of her tongue. This small battle happened for fifteen minutes.
'I am moist and waiting.' She said in ******
Let it begin, the dance, from ages before. A dance from lifetimes before us and one that will continue until there is nothing.
'Let it begin.' He stated.
Days later, she agreed to it again. Then he agreed to it again, days later.
A small hop to her step was noticed by neighbors and she smiled to herself often
Him, on the other hand, was already prepared for this.
Years later, they would reminisce of these small events gratefully and with a fondness of their youthful experiences, at the alter.
They both smiled and agreed to private dances that they hope will produce sweat and blood.
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 12:45 AM UTC
I'm tired of love poems.
I'm tired of heavenly descriptions
of throws of woe
and ******
I'm tired of infatuation
some spellbound obligation
to writing unread words
to the ones
we all know we love.
I wish for tales of conquest
great bounding stanzas
pitted on the edge of glory
and mayhem.
Haggered hero's
covered in mystic blood,
and enchanted rivers bathed in immortality
that run pure and crystal white.
Liquid Snow Raging
Some conflict amongst our hero's majesty.
Beasts of old forgotten legends
leaping fiery and writhing from the written page
licking blood from the bones
of lesser men
and past tales.
Devouring swooning poets pens
and ripping the hearts from loved ones
on conquest to find some battle to rage in.
Great tale of old insanity
and wisdom
beyond the mortal.
Fantastic.
I want an escape from the sadness
of my soul
not to be engulfed in it
wrapped in endless pages
of commiserating hearts.
Yet.
I
too
fall prey to
the love poems
whimsical
enchanting
call.
*The deadliest
and most deceptive
of all the ancient beasts
and martyrs.*
Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
Gotta study fast
Not ready for this test
To many hits of ******
An Shayna's sittin next to me
Shes gonna do good
Shes not from the hood
This test is so crazy
Dwamn am i lazy
All these answers hazy
While im just pushin daisies
Gonna eat a paistry
Mhmm it is so tasty
My memory is back
Everything was all so black
Writing in this class
Man i hope i pass.
Shayna is real sweet
And maybe so is Pete
Molly is my friend.
She really makes me bend
Mar 23, 2014
Mar 23, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
DO YOU WANT THIS
THE INN AND OUT DRIVE THROUGH
PLUNGE INTO STARS –MY STARS
ME- DIPPING UPON YOUR NORTH POLE
TO EXCITE AN EXIT OF YOUR MILKY WAY
I’M YOUR VENUS
YOU ARE MARZ HITTEN ME LIKE -SHOOTING STARS
SEND THESE CLOUDS BELOW A HIGH 9
MAKE THE SUN STAY QUIET
……..
SHHHHHH
SHE IS SLEEPING
LEAVING THE FIRE BURNING IN HER SLEEP
AS WE WARM UP TO ANOTHER LEVEL OF OUR –STAR CLUSTER
AND WE ARE GALAXIES SCREAMING
TO A UNIVERSAL SOUL INSERTION
STRAIGHT INTO MY GALACTIC STARS
YOU –MARZ
THE KING OF ALL PLANETS –REVOLVING –CRASH
INTO HEAVENLY LOVE
WE CAN MAKE ANGULAR MOMENTUM
AS MANY AS YOU LIKE
YOUR HEAVAN IS COSMIC RAYS UPON MY SMILY SPACE
YOU ARE MY ABUNDANT HYDROGEN EMBRACING YOUR GIFTS
AND THE HEAVENS SMILE
CANDID BUT WILD
AND NOW-
THE SUN AWAKES
SHE AWAKES SWOONING TO OUR COMBUSTIONS
HER HEART RACES –WATCHING…..
SHHHH –BLUSH
AND WE'ER RUNNING WITH
SHOOTING STARS
SHOOTING UP STAR-WARS
SHOOTING INTO ME
SHOOTING UP UNIVERSAL ******
(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish Rebel of Eden
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 3:45 PM UTC
:) a love story
by Natalie Elizabeth (Notes) on Friday, February 4, 2011 at 4:09am
excitably waiting
pure ****** seething out my pores
as i sit next to you lovingly stroking your face
as i watch the blood bubbling out your mouth
dripping down the side of your face
i lean close and softly kiss your cherry lips
it excites me to see you in so much pain
it makes me feel better knowing I'm the one who caused this pain
this is me showing you how much i hurt, how much you've hurt me
bring you to the brink of death
and leave you there
waiting to see if the gods deem you clean enough to show mercy and allow you recover
take my knife and slide it up under your ribcage
i hold your head in my lap and lean in to kiss you again
more blood trickles out your mouth
tastes metallic
tears leak from your eyes
as you look at me not asking why
because you already know
I'm only returning the favors
you've kindly given me
:)
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 12:07 AM UTC
High as the sky
Touching the clouds
My fingers separate the haze
As I fly by endowed
Of the person I am
At this time of tranquility
My thoughts flow free
Like the river runs swiftly
I take you in
And let you out
****** abounds
If I had the strength, I'd shout
Such a brief encounter
As I breath you into me
Now sleep, I must
Because, you make my dreams ******
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 12:39 AM UTC
In deep night I howl at the moon. Lonely I reach for understanding,
but it's always too fast, and too loud and too soon.
It might be too much, what I'm demanding.
Drowned cities beyond grass and trees are of no importance when strings are cut.
Stranger upon stranger becomes lover upon lover,
all with square eyes and hungry heart.
We feed like beasts on what feeling we can find when living in the truth of others.
And we wash of blood like common dirt yet we fear all dirt from our mother.
Faceless enemies all around,
with painted smiles and powers.
Oh how we corrupt ourselves chasing the taste of true flesh,
Chasing bones between towers.
Not ever to feed on newborn thoughts,
our own world frightens us.
But howl at the moon, if just for one night, and feel, natures child, what is right!
Filth and dirt and moon and trees, *** and love and ******
You look for it all in screens of lies and you eat up each word without care.
Like all common men, you eat **** like it's steak,
for our nameless enemy created false dreams.
And the nameless is us, yet powerless still,
alone I stand strong, together you stand still.
To ask for more is common man's sin,
but to seek in new spaces is treason to your kin.
Alienated souls are dumped and lost,
questions fade by each year.
And what life do you live, puppets at will,
seeking bigger lies to cover your fears.
Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 8:14 PM UTC
RED
passionate rages of
body and soul
the ardent obsession
of two entities
to merge into a
whole
lovers swept into
an ****** of desire
two Phoenix to die
in dust and ash
and meet fleet
again
in new life
of fire!
~
ORANGE
fire has cooled
age is wise to lust
two of God's creation
working together
under one yoke
habits understood
partners fair
and
just
~
YELLOW
love of family
refined as purest gold
give and take
young and old
parents sculpt young minds
children break the mold
go to their own families
to have and
to hold
~
GREEN
love for nature
creatures great and small
the beautiful earth
the sylibant shushing
waterfall
conifer pines and
russet leaves
that fall
floral offering
in spring
colts breaking from
the stall
summer's slice of life
and winter's pall
we love the
burgeoning
beauty
of it
all!
~
BLUE
love of friends you
hold so near
a shout out to buddies!
loud for all to hear!
forgiveness and
compassion
for those who hurt
and fear
those you like and
those like second
family
dear
~
INDIGO
who can understand
this love so often missed?
love for spiteful enemy
who've wished
only evil for you
even kissed
your cheek
or your lips
in lover's bliss
now turned
and are
snakes
which
hiss...
~
PURPLE
the greatest love
the one most won't applaud
an irony.
HE'S THE ONE WE
SHOULD MOST LAUD!
tho we stand the
mountain
or in valley plod
in humility
most regard
as odd
love for
Abba Father
Jesus Christ
Holy Spirit
GOD
SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 7/23/2016
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
Eyes filled with pure malice..
lying gouged out on the floor..
a grin of pure ******
blood rushing out of my mouth
tongue cut out
panting heavily
pain raises
adrenaline..
endorfine..
to a maximum
this feels so, incredibly... good..
God..
On the edge of embodying madness
still pushing it's bounderies
I fasten the tourniquet..
One leg left to go..
Haha!
the dull bonesaw enters my flesh
cutting through the nerves..
slowly..
savoring..
panting..
with one arm left
I turn towards my desk
grab the quill and parchment.
this is going to be my masterpiece
hahahahahahahahaha
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
Earth is sleep in sound tonight
Yet in the eyes of stars well up oceans of sadness
The streets are filled with undenying yern to live
The smells of blood courses the air
In the young and old
Not a silent completion
Not a singal comfort in a drink nor a shot of ****** to behave lively
Only death awaits in alleys
Darkness falls in dead end roads
The earth is sound in sleep tonight
It tells stories of humen nature changing and exchanging gifts for the weak
No child lay still in thier beds
No mothers arms are full but empty with weary heartbreaks
Fathers cry in rage of self pitty and drive to another rage to prison bars
No glory here In the sound of night
No hope nor will to dream but to **** the sun
And all that is left are the stars that shed little light
Still not giving up on these children who cry in the night.
© Copyright 2013 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden
Unauthorized copying is prohibited.
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
Is reality mostly empty space?
Or all our experiences in this place?
A fleeting smile on a loved ones face,
That disappears without a trace?
By what scale do we measure?
Is it our pain and our pleasure?
What we trash and what we treasure?
What we do for fun or leisure?
In our agony or our ******
Do we think that we can see,
What is truly meant to be?
And are we really, truly free?
All the places we must go,
Is it only just a show?
And all the things that we must know,
Do they truly help us grow?
Do we simply live and die?
Do we ever truly fly?
In the end you can only try.
Just keep looking to the sky.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 11:21 AM UTC
She may think its silver-tongued
Or truths been spun;
Such traits have vexed me.
No nose to grow,
Deceit once shown,
Upon no Book can she confess me.
These lips of snake
and cunning ways
out foxed the truth
that's all to plain.
All eyes can see,
Alas 'sept she,
The majesty
of my ******
The seeds of doubt
I must route out,
No weeds can grow
amongst the rose.
Can't make her know
or presuppose,
Blind faith
leads down uncharted roads.
I know that as she lays with me,
She feels my heart beat,
Stutter; Frenzy.
A stomach knot I cannot shake,
butterflies contrive to wake.
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
Guilt awaiting beyond the threshold of passion,
Too regretful to be engulfed by devouring flames,
Burning with every ounce of blood pumped in ******
Sensation overwhelming a morally sound reality,
entombing the moment on repeat,
reliving every touch, every secret whispered.
Broken promises gnaw at the spinal cord,
Incapacitating victims with each mouth full of deceit,
Overpowered in puddles of sensuality scattered,
Pain distributed through currents of attraction,
Smoothering the protests of anxiety with free will.
Breathing the scent of venom,
Seductive serpent offering the hungry,
garentees of release muffled by falsehoods,
Providing the fruit of past deprivation,
The sweet necture drips from supple lips,
Woven into the wounds of betrayal,
A secret to be scilenced by the embrace of guilt.
Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
Words that are stuck within my darkest depths.
A field filled with grey-ish opened graves.
Where bodies are tossed in ***** holes
no coffins, demons resisting to rest in peace.
Old lingering souls waiting to catch up to the present.
I make sure they're stuck in the past. Snuffed in the future.
They are trying to claw their way out to the surface.
Screaming in agony, in sheer madness they shout.
Their paranoid lust for hatred makes me think and doubt.
Shall I accept these feelings? Let them consume me?
Just to experience this drug, this ****** this twisted reality.
This twisted reality...
I have no words for it, I can't describe what I feel.
I'm disconnected, exit the Matrix.
Found out I'm not Neo, took shots from an Agent.
Now I lie cold in the dirt, in one of my opened graves.
A face that is shocked, eyes seeking truth.
Truth seeking eyes.
A mind that is mad. I'm mad that I mind.
Mad that I care. I care that I'm mad.
In a hazerdous environment
walking through pockets of 'Rad'.
My soul is humed, walking twisted
forward for you. Looking at the clouds that are blue
assuming it's true. Clouds that are blue?
I drop down in the cold of the blue.
and lie dead, unburied in an open grave.
Here I lie,
dead in the past.
Desperately clawing my way back to the present.
Hoping I don't get snuffed in the future.
Resisting to Rest In Peace.
Unburied in an open grave.
In the mind of a madman.
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
I'm so close to you
my lips barely touch yours
and I'm fighting a battle of selfcontrol
Our energies mix and take over the room
and the world peacefully dissolves around us
We forget that it exists...
my hands move slowly and gently to your face
and when they are as close to you as my lips are
I shift my entire awereness to my fingertips
everything is sensitive my whole essence is
I can feel your energy and body heat through my hands and being
I can feel you breathe, steady but shallow
you exhale ****** excitement and desire
you breath in hope, passion and love
fighting the same battle that I have
..we become thoughtless..
The energy around us starts to devour us
my hands finally touch your skin
loving, savouring and cherishing every inch
I slowly pull you in
my essence shifts to my lips
to the point where my soul is being kissed by your lips
the dance begins..
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
Maybe they’ll stumble upon my beautiful words, those would surely make their hearts sink, rise, rotate and swirl on the edges of their chest. Make the physician within them cry out of recognition with my bitter medicine. Please just swallow it, accept me.
Gave you the thought…
Set you free, stole your soul, threw you of the edges of a cliff. Carried away by the forcefull tides away from home, away from me. Bitter medicine indeed.
Womans enclosed mind in pain
Heart in ******
I’ll give you your soul back
Please just love me
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
On a single day I became his entirely, all in all
Even what did not belong to me was now somehow his
He took the pain I had been collecting and ripped it from my skin
Without any warning he sprouted
And his roots found my ankles
Tangled around my thighs into my veins
From there, we grew
We grew so high that we could only be found by our guardian
Angels,
They caught us way up above the clouds in perpetual ******
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
As she lies, comfortable, ******* up, queerly quaking, impaled on his much larger joy
Moist sugar, eking steadily outwards
Moist salt pumping eagerly in
Part of him missing
Part of her gained
As her hands rip into the spaces on the back skin of this treacherous boy
She is happy
Tense and loosened by their shared ******
Ripping Ripping
Ripping fingers enter into the wetness of each eye, I
Rip myself left from right
Rip myself logic from left
Pounding flesh into stone, slow
Steady pounding, rhythmic
So rigid the hot blood in this chest
Then falling, failing, flopped-flaccid
Into a pile of folding skin, nothing within
Cut clean off this wretched mere mortal ****
She is happy
The lier will lie with him no more no more with me
Death is not destructive enough for thee
For I am the selfless
I am in love.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
It starts with a nibble, a pinch, a tap.
Building, creating shivers of sensation.
Slaps that create warmth on heat.
Arching slowly into it, urging on.
Redness glows brigher still.
Thud!
Hard against soft.
Repeating ripples of force.
Breath is heavy, heart is fast.
The beat is steady, but building.
Reinforced by firm grips, somehow comforting.
Gripped harder. Struck firmer.
Crack!
Sound ringing in the ears, but bearly heard.
Each sting brings warmth,
Flooding through the brain.
Burning ******
This is love
This is release.
A word is called.
Silence.
Reasuring whispers are echoed.
Hands that were so recently harsh become gentle ripples.
The softness of another so close, so loving.
A smile, a tear, a word of thanks,
For the release so needed.
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 10:37 PM UTC