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Nishant Mohan May 2015
He enters the door, waiting for her flesh to come,
Drops the glass and grabs hard to the core,
Unruffled her hair and lifts her up and close,
Unhook the blouse, and baby my body is all yours,

Deep, too deep you penetrate the soul of my skin,
Everything turns upside and you rock my world,
Something starts and something climbs up inside,
Pain, no pain, it’s all gain from these well-furnished sins.

Stranger in no eyes, you and me, crawled up like a snake,
Time for break, let’s try something else,
Been running over each other on the same grounds,
I love the way you pounce and makes me create new found sounds,

Fire, oomph, nirvana, you reach the ultimate moment breathless,
Wish I could pull over every skin of mine over you and give you unfound pleasures,
Rubbing against you, the friction, the force, I am drop dead,
Catch me please I have no energy left, just do it once more and help me spread.
His skin was once ivory; elegance in its most basic form
He now screams of deathly paleness.

His fingers were once long, talented; connected to me
They now scrape at a chalkboard; scrawny, poking, prying.

His voice was once profound and alluring; a British orient
It’s now faded into annoyance, degraded into pain, the loathing of every octave of arrogant, pompous sound.

The time changed & the mind changed
But I’m left mindfucked; wondering what this means

My feelings, an optical illusion?
His reality, a state of indifference?

Eitherway:
I reckon I’m glad, to be rid,
Of this horrible, horrible evil little parasite,
Hopefully, he’ll be kept at arm’s length
For I don’t think I can bear
A creature so afraid, so undead.








**Dear Parasite,
This is the last you’ll hear of me.
Go bloat and float arrogance somewhere else,
We have no need for it here.
love
heart break
pain
tragedy
angry
jealousy
- Aug 2013
I could write all day
about the one
I'm in love with
but the writing
would be intense
and explicit
just like our
romance

my mind is consumed
by ***, love, control, vanity
I think he made me lose
not just my soul
but also my sanity

mindfucked.

he touched
he teased
he loved
he took it.

he took my heart
like I took his
I guess this is
true love
true

bliss
© Natali Veronica 2013.

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