"instore" poems
Silence,
sooo loud its deafening
Fantasies,
Be my morning to midnight chat
Night and day,
Lets live stories and make memories
Together,
Can we explore what life has instore
Simplified,
Be my bestfriend
Jun 9, 2023
Jun 9, 2023 at 9:26 PM UTC
**BEWARE THIS IS GAY **** MATERIAL!**
Push you down onto your knees
Your hands tied tightly behind you
My manhood waiting for your lips.
Grab your short hair push you forward
Trying not to moan.
******* my hand in your hair
Pushing you back and forth.
You whimper softly taking me fully
Can't take this torture anymore
Needing to bury my love and desire
deep within you.
hands still tied
I flip you over
Your perfect small round *** in the air
waiting for me.
you are mine no one elses
I smack your *** and kiss it better
Before I claim it as mine.
Burying my love within you
thrusting
moaning
whimpering
Clawing
growling
screaming
Release my love
deep inside.
spin you around
your still in need
take you in my mouth
you quiver beneath me
stuggling against your retrains.
****** your hips pushing deeper
Loving you with my mouth
Realese your love.
Both panting hard
Both still wanting more
what will this day have instore?
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC
Out goes another decade
Dying in the last embers
As the final seconds fade
And the past slowly remembers
A new one is born to begin
Maybe better than that before
Wondering what it will bring
What secrets has it instore
A new year, for a new time
Ten years gone by too fast
Twelve bells of a clock chime
Celebrations that can never last
Let us have no wars or no pain
No problems creeping this way
No dark clouds bringing forth rain
Let there be a new beginning today
copyright Chris Smith 2011 January 1st
Dec 31, 2010
Dec 31, 2010 at 4:15 PM UTC
Sometimes I want to appologize for all the breaths I take that she can't.
The sympathetic "it will get betters" always met by a blank stare and a disembodied voice screaming from somewhere deep in the room crying out WHEN?
Do you ever think late at night that this can't be what God had instore for us.
If so then what did her death teach us?
That sorrowcomes wrapped in a beautiful, bright box. Dancing haphazardly on the heart strings of everyone it entrances, and opens like Pandora's box engulfing every single thing in it's wake. Leaving tear drops the size of oceans and broken dreams so sharp and jagged you could cut a smile across the plaster face of grief and SPIT out venomously the words "I'm fine."
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 8:26 PM UTC
Long nights filled with sorrow and pain
Nothing to shield you from the showers of rain
Tears running down your face and blood spewing from your veins
I have but one question on the top of my brain
I was once told never take love as a game
An if you took advantage of it life will do the same
Haunting and taunting you like an uncleanable stain
Why must this knife bring my name to shame..
Some people think love isn't the answer
While others take it serious as if it were cancer
Blood replaces tears and being alive is a fear
I never knew being in love could be this real
Who knew disaster was instore this year...
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 7:58 PM UTC
I have a feeling that just wont go
I want to potter until the no
I want some life that not so worked
I want a future that gives me hope
see my mind as it explores
a futures gone a mind deplored
yet i do nod the ways in front
time to push ye life instore
Oct 22, 2011
Oct 22, 2011 at 12:34 AM UTC
remember me?
this ones for free
we met with coffee
the rest is history
you turned me around
it's all upside down
i can't feel the ground
i'll never feel a frown
this heart is here for you
you never have to choose
give reason to refuse
no brainer is this truth
have something to live for
someone to forever adore
i want to give you more
this heart is what's instore
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
I dont want you anymore,
This is not what i thought you had instore.
Why cant i be free,
From the person that makes you me.
You are the reason im incomplete,
The loss of order never neat.
I want my hole in the ground,
The only place i really want to be found.
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 7:16 AM UTC
death is a dark force we cant escape,
he grasps us when we are born,
and squeezes harder by each year.
he is a vulture who will swoop down,
when we least expect it.
he will circle us.
he will remind us what is instore.
he will never leave until his job is finished.
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
Thank you Santa for the handpan
I did not know
That it was there
Under the tree waiting for me
Thank you Santa for the handpan
It was very shocking to see
And surprising to
I want know what else you have
Instore for me
On this Christmas Day coming up
:)
Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 9:28 PM UTC
My mind is in a million different places
My emotions are struggling to feel it’s highs and lows
But one things for sure
I’m more at peace than I’ve been in awhile
The thoughts and emotions that flow through me are needed in order for me to fully connect with myself
And I have you to thank for that
You’re my lesson
No hate, no anger just blessed for what the future has instore for me
Because now I know my worth and now I decide to put myself first not last
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
Crimson eyes in moon lit skies
Feeling of gray makes my day
Desire for depression leads to pain
Manipulation is your only game
Signs of fright are why you fight
Feelings of love you can not instore
Loneliness is see in yours eye's
With tears of passion for a life
Confusing ways with confusing lies
One day I hope you can open your eye's
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
I'm feeling so f****** anxious..
I dont know how i can release
some pressure.
This suffocated feeling.
Is it possible without hurting myself?
I know that if i don't alleviate
some of this soon then
a "mini meltdown"
will happen.
Feeling a little paranoid...
Kind of aggravated....even.
The same bad familiar feelings
have crept up once more....
Once again.
How could i forget....
I should have known what was
instore. For me anyway.
I couldn't even begin to explain...
What was/is going through my mind...
What feelings i am rushed with.
That familiar feeling that
I've had enough.
That attitude where i
dont give a stuff.
The bitterness shows its head again.
Laughing at me for still living the same.
Trying to shame...
What a shame....
F*** off
Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 5:09 AM UTC