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Joann Rolleston Jun 2014
The last loaf in my freezer
The last I'll ever buy
I'll savour every crumb of it
Toast slap on the butter
And marmite mmmh sweet marmite
Worthy of an eye shut moment
Warm fuzzy .. Smile
Thakyou hello poetry
Free therapy for me
Purging my bad choices
But back to my moment
Im so happy right now sunshine
... damit .. marmite on my keyboard ... hahaha
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
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Ginger nuts, melted butter
crunchy, sweet base chills
Lemons squeezed, zest grated
sugar, cream cheese, whisk!
Pale gold cream on base
Drizzle curd
Mmmh!
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Thirteenth Epulaeryu!
Lemon cheesecake, baked or chilled, is HEEEEAAAAVVVVVEEEENNN!
I swear, I have a soft spot for all things lemon! ^-^
I love it!
Add come candied lemon zest on top, SOLD!
Lyn ***
Born May 2014
Beats!!!.....mmmh

Beats and weather,

flying from my haters like feathers

The music is so loud

I can't hear you beggers

                       Click

Why hate fears,am with all my peers

Worst worst worst. Flagitious

Always under me you can never understand me

Up in tha sky,shining like never

My future so bright,"nightmares" a reality

                   Click... uhuh

Imma knock your head off 'huh' am I a sadist??

Remember me on the stairs

With my eleven tears

Praying wishing hoping for your extinction

If you can't relate,i will finish you with spears

                Click....click..huh

Listen up clickers

Am a winner with no wings

A kisser with no lips

a Knight with no armour

When I slice you wide open;I'll leave you for the cheetahs"
this is me trying something close to multisyllabic rhythm


this should be a poem full of anger, tired of entertaining nonsense,insignificant friendships n crushed memories
jigyasa Nov 2015
Monday night
Because weekdays make a woman ache
after a heart break

Strawberry sugar sugar
Caress me in all the warm and wet ways
(papillae)
viscously ****** strands

Broad shoulders Breathtaking Collar
Bones
Is what I’ll pick with you tomorrow
Because atleast a margarita hits the spot every time

Toss

mmmh
Darling don’t stop

Toss

Sticky pulp invigorates
Rejuvenates my taste buds
Fills my hunger
moan louder, ******* stranger

Toss

Deeper and Deeper into the papaya womb
Don’t stop! Don’t stop!
The mango the endocarp
Slurp it till it runs dry

Toss

Lap it up boy. We’re both famished
But only you know I’m the fruit piece
You’ll toss
Geraldine Taylor Jan 2018
Ever so sincerely, gazing at the world that waits for me
Ever such a while, waiting patiently
Memories are making me smile
Add a little flower, bring a ray of sunshine faithfully
Mix it with a dose of integrity
Rising from an ordinary style
mmmh mmmh

Chorus
Something in the water and a little something in me, hey
Something in the water, ever so intrinsically free, oh yeah
Something in the water, ever so pure
A little bit of flavour, of that I’m sure
Something in the water and a something special in me

Verse 2
Pluck a little courage, move a little bolder with gallantry
There’s sunshine in the garden of pleasantries
Growing ever lush-fully dear
Take me to the fountain, where the water flows so fluently
Bringing me the goodness so readily
There’s so much for me to revere

Chorus

Bridge
Oh oh
Something, something, yeah a little something
It’s such a celebration for me
Oh, something, something, it takes a little something
There’s no greater time to be free

Chorus

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©️
Odd Odyssey Poet Jun 2023
Feelings of ecstasy
fills up an empty lonely room,
His words, "I want to fill/feel myself in you"

Intimacy; into admitting those desires not of public ear
A request to touch her as if it were their very last;
a sort of lust rush, as he pulls her near

And from the sight of red eyes, a few hours
before, when they had passionately cried
Falling into sight; a blush picture of her
cheeks painted in cherry red
Giving into their feelings; all unquestioned
reasons to be sharing a bed,—

Tonight,
could be a long night of bodies being next
to each other, making up tomorrow's memory
And if it hurts to bite, her response,
"nothing hurts better of what pleasures me"

...mmmh, it's all but basic reality,
yet feels so much like a fantasy
Playing into future events in their heads
of a present affair. A make up type of ***
to forget about old history


                                 Awaiting their ******.
Chill Luciani Mar 2016
Today at 8:45 AM  






Today is i realized this is the seventh year since oscar grants death. My heart to his family and the city of oakland. Im not here to come down on the police or the politics of them crime. Also we at 550 dont condone the senseless violence of the city. As an artist public figure, i cant see the increase of gun crimes a help. I know no one is perfect but everyday is one step closer to perfection. Spread love and knowledge amongst all. Yesterday i was goin over our history in the world. Mmmh we need, i forgot about the world. I made a life and got lost in more than just. Yet this blunt is around the world. Pass, we do go. Do you get lost? I drift alot without thinkin. 2nd gear quiet in the cut just pullin exhale. Next alot of laughter. Where when does it stop.
edwill makamu Mar 2016
I lie down up my head
I breath becalmed, yet I crumble
How I kept my trust?
You crippled my thoughts,

Of being a lovely darling,
Of being a humbled sweetheart
I remember that day
How pleasant it was?

To require you a break through
enter my sincere heart
How I proposed you to be my destiny,
destiny of my sincere fragile heart

mmmh! how delicately sensitive it was?
A victory of your fluffy heart
My dearly first and last chance
to strike you, tell at once

In heart, I found love
Where is it now? all gone!
How disappointed I am?
The thoughts of being, you were mine

We were happy all together
How I was? blind to see
How you pretend? Yes you can!
I'm miserable how I lost you

How fastidious it was,
by your smile
you blinded me.
When I thought I was in love and only to find out that I was just blind to see.
Born Sep 2013
Am in pain!!**** illness.things like such make me wounder if i should get "my person",to hold my hand when things go south or share em blosomin moments..mmmh!! Isma'el 'wake up' leave the dream  and embrace reality; life is what you make of it..eh!nah! Life is but moments!! Be optimistik,make better choices,...yahhh man!!

Come to thnk of it i shouldnt be thnkin of such illusions,mayb am hapier alone, i just dont knw that yet
Geraldine Taylor Sep 2018
Intro
0.05
Mmmh

0.17
Oh, oh

0.27
Yeah, yeah yeah

1.12
Verse 1
Created to reciprocate, returning the flow
Togetherness we correlate, surrender control
There's greatness to realise and yes we truly harmonise
No needless complication, journey towards the sky

1.49
Hook
Yeah, oh yeah, towards the sky

2.03
Chorus
Here we are in paradise, oh
Looking at your angel eyes, yeah
So let there be no separation
The embracing of true elation, yeah

Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Akwana Wa Odera Mar 2019
All my life,
I've been one who listens
Listening to their tales
Of achievements and heartfelts
Their laughter and cries
Of life and it's heartbreaks
Of the weather changes
From clouds to scorching sun rays.
So i think,
To me too they should listen
Of the over flowing thoughts
And these compilated images.
As they speak, i listen
When i write
Will they read them?
These stories in my head
Made of characters
I tend to invent.
Short stories with intent
Long stories of how i pretend
****!
Maybe i should not
They'll never relate
Our life's experiences
Maybe will never be the same
So i hold in my breath
As my shaky hands reflect
Of my torments intense
And my heartbeats quick race
Mmmh,
You don't want me telling
About my face
It's already covered in sweat
The expressions it portrays
I'm already betrayed.
How do i even try to
Explain my self
When I'm already panicking
With unrest
With my mouth agape
Fumbling with words to say
I'm choking, my throat is tight
With words stuck in my chest
I look to the right
Then steal glances to my left
Hoping they never get to notice
How I'm struggling
To cover my mess
All i wanted was them to listen
To the many tales in my head
But how do i start
When there's nothing to say!

Akwana Wa Odera
@therealakwana
© 2019
Smy girlfriend realized i had anxiety, she asked me to explain it to her. I had no words to say, so i wrote her this poem
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Mmmh… a new, swollen blister blooms upon my eye,
a testament to my silent suffering. My mind lingers in the shadows,
a flickering flame that refuses to extinguish, yet devoid of dreams.
Each tear I’ve shed is trapped within an ancient jar, sinking into
the depths of a vast ocean, yearning for the tide that might one
day carry them away.

Will my dreams rise again, soaring like a fleeting spark,
threatening to pierce my very soul—or perhaps the dreams
of those who dared not believe?

Mmmh… my heart beats in rhythm with the relentless
march of time; the ticking of clocks, their gears grinding slowly—
half-alive, biding their moment until the final hour strikes.
My imagination relentlessly pursues a dream, even as they
dissolve into the void of oblivion.

My chest has hollowed, teetering on the brink of collapse
under the weight of my self-imposed despair. For every bridge
I’ve traversed or set ablaze, I feel the presence of a solitary bridge,
echoing with loneliness. Yet, one might surrender hope—
if only…
AumaObure Jan 2019
I still recall clearly,
Our first time,our first night,
I was so scared,scared that maybe- just maybe i
was crossing over to the darker side..
We had our privacy in that small room,just us
I cant forget..
I recall so well,
I was sitted on that bed,
So afraid that i couldn't undress a you watch,
If given a chance i'd swach with my shoes on,
As if you read my thoughts,my fears,
You came and sat by my side,holding my hand
softly,
I could feel my veins soften up,
My heart beats increasing bit by bit,
Afraid that you could notice,i dug my head
down,
one would think am reading something on the sheets..
That was our first night..
I still recall crystal
You moved closer,
Using four right fingers,you slowly lifted my head
up,
Now we were locked up eye to eye,
Things happened so swiftly,
All i recall is seriously,romantically,passionately
engaging in a kiss..
You slucked me everywhere,
And you whispered through my ears..I love you
and your my very best!
I still remember..
Mmmh,those lips
When i close my eyes,i picture them and smile,
One would think am derranged!
When i close my eyes,i picture your body on
mine..
Well jacked and ****,
Tender and warm,
That night was a NIGHT!
I still recall Clearly..
I wrote this after the first night. Then only to revisit on it after a breakup.  And I hadn't sent it yet,  it felt so unexplainable hard and sad.
Odd Odyssey Poet Mar 2023
All our memories of before
Childhood trauma; too young to escape
Or able minded to put condoms on our eyes,
To protect our sights from a mind ****

I could see you clearly after dark,
A place you and I are from; tunnel vision
Trying our best to run to the end of that light
I must have forgotten the taste of a bright smile,
In a summer; summoning up the words to summarise
All the reasons why I’ve fallen in love with you again today

Comprehension; my comprehensive spending
On all the times I picked your interests
Late night texting in secret, sexting at times
And of course it being so risky; we were together
To help each other put back our pieces

The loneliest people, alone in a crowded room
One touch for two, three extra shots
When I’m drinking it all for you
By the four count of a beat;
Causing my heart to beat like a drum
And counting five reasons to hold your hand tightly

           ...mmmh, is this a feeling of love
           or a feeling of finally being loved?

— The End —