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Harry J Baxter Oct 2013
call this college drop out a cab
to take him back to the good path
and find some gauze to stuff that mouth
because it's full of too many
**** its
but the thing is
it's easy to worry about the things which don't matter
when you're searching for a reason for the spawning of your matter
and I've never had that problem
I used to wonder why I wasn't born
some poor African kid with a bloated stomach and a war lord
then I figured that it's because I'm real freaking lucky
but it's funny
to see so many people
hopping around like bunnies
worried about the fight between what's good and evil
when all I'm thinking is
holy mother of God
that girl has a nice ***
or Jesus Christ
is it really four O'clock already
I think I sold my soul
not to the devil
he's a real *******
I think I sold it
to the people born in the shadow of the hill
because they really could use it
then again
I probably just dropped it in the toilet
when I was taking a ****
so ***** my soul
and ***** yours too
because we are all about to die
in the grand scheme of things
and nobody one hundred years from now
will probably ever say
*at least he had a good soul
Jathan Hall Jan 2016
As you lay down on the bed, I imagine myself just caressing our body slowly. I start having memories of our younger days.
With every touch I want you to feel my true love. Its only us alone doing what we want, when we want (if you get the gist).
Who would've thought we would've come this far with you. I still wonder on what lured you into my life. I knew I was smooth with my words, but to have you is the most exciting thrill ever. Its the best rollercoaster ride ever, especially our adventures.
Your beauty touches my soul every time, it awakens up from the dark dungeon it lies in. When it awakes you get to see the better side of me no one has ever seen before. You're the reason for my true happiness, only you.
I hope it never fades away.
Most importantly, I hope our love never fades away......
Karisa Brown Feb 2018
You have to capture it
While its still alive
This unspoken poetry
That lives inside of me

Untamed
Unrestrained

I want to see you
Nestle it like a
Newborn baby
Wrap it around your tongue
And taste it

After it escapes to enter the pen
From digestion
To clocked
It aides us all
Birth your §oul to me
Bathsheba Nov 2010
Have you ever woke with the illusion?

Today you fuse the fusion?

Thus everything is sweet

But ….*

By the time

The sun goes down

Into your cage

You will retreat

Moments of lucidity

Plague the true validity

Of a mind maligned and broke

Quick …

Catch the Keeper of the Key

Omniscience for all to see

For this here life is   NOT   a joke

I

Poke

I

Choke

I sometimes Stroke

But all to no avail

The monkey chatter's constantly

In his universal veil

What to do?

Where to go?

How to fight his hold?

Maybe …

In another life

My existence will be told

I know you see my weakness

As a blanket

Safe and warm

But…

Have  YOU  been in monkey’s meadow?

When the bees begin to swarm?


H u m m i n g


B u z z i n g


H u m m i n g



Bedlam in my brain

Frantic and frenetic to board this Honey Train

Traversing peeling papers

Unconnected on the floor

I now accept what fate beholds me

I am but a prisoner of war

Please ….

Take my hand

Please …

Soothe my soul

Please …

Keep   ME   safe from  ME

And when I live my brand new life

I will be your devoted devotee

I will pick you flowers every day

Born of wild stock

We will live and love so merrily

Souls will interlock

And if you feel a little down

I will gently take your hand

Soothe your soul

Keep you safe

*In my silken meadowland
Decaying
Eroding
Composting
Organically
Murdere­d
People
Oxidizing
Souls
Eternally
D**ebauched
© JLB
19/08/2014
01:00 BST
Zaira Diana Jun 2013
1** special bond, 2 in love
2 souls entwined, 2 blazing hearts
2 poles,6 months to attract
3 sweet words, 2 lips waiting
slightly opened, patiently waiting
3 powerful arguments, 6 minutes to say
took him long to tell them straight
4 strong arms, 2 bodies embracing
never want to lose grip
3 daughters, 10 years, a decade —
proves it right; it takes only two to fill
one orbital — both opposite,
one home.
I just applied our lesson in Chemistry :)
Àŧùl Jul 2017
Love stays forever and ever
Until death does them apart
Souls get married to each other
T**ruest feelings keep men single
Another secondary acrostic poem about my standpoint.

I will never get married to anyone else until Kripi gets married to someone else.

Marrying someone else before Kripi gets married, I will be proving my promise to myself as an empty promise.

My HP Poem #1614
©Atul Kaushal
brat bunny Apr 2019
please save our souls
we beg of you
our tears are dry and voices cracked
please save our souls
we’re on our knees
we scream out from this hell all, scratched
please save our souls
our last S.O.S
for we can’t see anymore, our minds lit with a match
please save our sanity

— The End —