"rigth" poems - Hello Poetry

under the aparent darkness, the nacar red of your lips give me ligth. between the tender and quiet kisses of fire, you absorved my darkness there was no magic, it was just that, two dark beings absorving ligth. a beast with a loewe head, desolated, tormented, for his pain. between the lost and desdain, and with desire sticked to his skin. the ligth in absolut darkness, years looking that skin of silk, those lips sweet as honney. the silky and perfumated lips, of a beautiful shadow, a lioness in the dark. and who will know, only darkness, about that silk skin, that give ligth, in a dark nigth. a loewe, the lost descendant, looking the way, and to that silk skin, of honey gold and fire. a lion lost in shadows, looking that skin, that as divine grace, or gifth of friendly gods. found me, catch and love me in the shadows, rigth before dawn, giving life to the blackened heart. and the flux of life, of strength, to resist mi strokes, controling herself tenderly. never scared of my roarings, only the beautiful fire, she give me, with her nacar red lips. her femmale lips, a beast, beautiful with her skin of silk, perfumated and HERMOSA, A MUSE IN THE SHADOW. tenderly resisting to the attacks of a beast, thirsty of her, her *** her blood, kissing her skin inch by inch. the HERMOSA shadow, with silk skin, and nacar red lips, resist even thou, she wanted to lay next to this beast thirsty of her, her body, her etternal legs, her *** of MUJER HERMOSA, the beautiful and sweet lioness, that was mine in absolut darkness..

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Dec 10, 2015

Dec 10, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC

davide

en la oscuridad, in darkness the translation

under the aparent darkness, the nacar red of your lips give me ligth. between the tender and quiet kisses of fire, you absorved my darkness there was no magic, it was just that, two dark beings absorving ligth. a beast with a loewe head, desolated, tormented, for his pain. between the lost and desdain, and with desire sticked to his skin. the ligth in absolut darkness, years looking that skin of silk, those lips sweet as honney. the silky and perfumated lips, of a beautiful shadow, a lioness in the dark. and who will know, only darkness, about that silk skin, that give ligth, in a dark nigth. a loewe, the lost descendant, looking the way, and to that silk skin, of honey gold and fire. a lion lost in shadows, looking that skin, that as divine grace, or gifth of friendly gods. found me, catch and love me in the shadows, rigth before dawn, giving life to the blackened heart. and the flux of life, of strength, to resist mi strokes, controling herself tenderly. never scared of my roarings, only the beautiful fire, she give me, with her nacar red lips. her femmale lips, a beast, beautiful with her skin of silk, perfumated and HERMOSA, A MUSE IN THE SHADOW. tenderly resisting to the attacks of a beast, thirsty of her, her *** her blood, kissing her skin inch by inch. the HERMOSA shadow, with silk skin, and nacar red lips, resist even thou, she wanted to lay next to this beast thirsty of her, her body, her etternal legs, her *** of MUJER HERMOSA, the beautiful and sweet lioness, that was mine in absolut darkness..

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God is no God that seeth only in The day but gropeth about at night God is no God that giveth goats But collecteth comely cows as tithe God is no God that is unwise A sort of sucker, stooge and ***** God is no God that knoweth not wrong From rigth regardless of what's done God is no God that simply scorneth And scoffeth at a sinful fall God is no God that despiseth A croaky voice or a hollering call God is no God that doth not help That succoureth nay in sorrow God is no God that doth not care That expresseth no empathy over a woe God is no God that's carried up and Down like Dagon, like a dumb toy God is no God that taketh away Manhood to become a killjoy

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Feb 22, 2014

Feb 22, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC

Far from my reach is the soft silk curtain that is your embrace made from fine silk its cold keeps me warm. Far away from me lies your ever changing peronality like a flock of birds I am incapable of keeping up with them. So far yet so close that has been your lips and mine together endless roller coasters that never fade from my mind. Miles away there is your brigth shine a smile that ive deard so heartfeltedly that it brings me pain to remember today. So many things that I adore from you all gone away from me, but the pain lays in the same place rigth next to me. Its all that I have left, all that I own from our past. The words that I hold of greater suffering " I just dont see you that way". But all in all what got to hurt me the most was the time you took to say those words. And all that ive written since then is all that I have loved because all that I have poured out of me and said to you was far from you're reach and my words stay with in me.

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Jul 31, 2015

Jul 31, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC

giovanni-lopez-alicea

Far from my reach

Far from my reach is the soft silk curtain that is your embrace made from fine silk its cold keeps me warm. Far away from me lies your ever changing peronality like a flock of birds I am incapable of keeping up with them. So far yet so close that has been your lips and mine together endless roller coasters that never fade from my mind. Miles away there is your brigth shine a smile that ive deard so heartfeltedly that it brings me pain to remember today. So many things that I adore from you all gone away from me, but the pain lays in the same place rigth next to me. Its all that I have left, all that I own from our past. The words that I hold of greater suffering " I just dont see you that way". But all in all what got to hurt me the most was the time you took to say those words. And all that ive written since then is all that I have loved because all that I have poured out of me and said to you was far from you're reach and my words stay with in me.

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threw your eyes y became human, y breath, and let go anger and pain. starting to feel that i am not alone, that neruda understood, in his poem the queen. theres more bigger than you there are ther are prettier than you, there are there more little than you, there are but i named you mi queen, and no one sees, your walking threw the air, no one sees the red gold carpet that you walk on. the loved one, queen of mi empire of words, that no one knows only her, every photo, breaking our departed love, every smile in the distance was my excuse to carry, each day. and that she understand me. but the secret is now semi public, nights come with all the rush, even then y can and must be cool, loneliness is hard, the distance it is the pain, remorse not, only letting go is the chance, be the beast, be the lion, loving in secret, keeping the loved distance that allowed me to love in secret, even nigthmares are on your count, nights and pain, making poems out of life, and if not aloud me to do so, pain killer nights to forget that the light of mi eyes, is far away, and i need to touch someone, so no lover. but the need of your skin, the need of my eyes, to see the objective goddess that they love and desire, is like the need for her smile, her strawberry jam smile. its you, the lady that owns mi heart. cest bonn, touche. being folish, departed from the creeps in my brain, the need for that most wanted, is poorly tolerated, the fever is giant, and lonesome of love is the poem, but always alone, after all, the beast must go on, in tree years or so, would y be free, after the lies and deicit, after the hurm, after all, the love is everywhere, and the friend is more loved then ever, and the rest of mi heart it suffers as always, and more this tree years, all the clues given in this, all the mugle talkers, respect is a need of the offenders, to feel something it all, all is clear, love hurts, the need is clearer then ever respect is and should be a rigth, human and animal. time is no longer their option, and the flux of words are stucked, in the eyes of the mate, holding a little piece of my heart, all is clear, and the need of pain is no longer my addiction, after all the pain, y grew up, and decide to love, and split myself, one too big, one too small, im a pig, that love them both, the mate and the love, all is clear in mi movi bubble, even the clear is clear now, about it all, the two pieces of my heart, le amour,ahh, le ami adore, le belle chanson, la belle et la bette, je sui la bette, cest tout la belle bette cheri, mon petite bette adore. all is ´past, never take the blame for cowards, or say sorry for them, never say sorry, for the hurm, you never did, past is prologue, and love can save the day after all. je adore le pettite bette, ladrona de corazones.

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Mar 27, 2016

Mar 27, 2016 at 3:22 AM UTC

davide

Untitled

threw your eyes y became human, y breath, and let go anger and pain. starting to feel that i am not alone, that neruda understood, in his poem the queen. theres more bigger than you there are ther are prettier than you, there are there more little than you, there are but i named you mi queen, and no one sees, your walking threw the air, no one sees the red gold carpet that you walk on. the loved one, queen of mi empire of words, that no one knows only her, every photo, breaking our departed love, every smile in the distance was my excuse to carry, each day. and that she understand me. but the secret is now semi public, nights come with all the rush, even then y can and must be cool, loneliness is hard, the distance it is the pain, remorse not, only letting go is the chance, be the beast, be the lion, loving in secret, keeping the loved distance that allowed me to love in secret, even nigthmares are on your count, nights and pain, making poems out of life, and if not aloud me to do so, pain killer nights to forget that the light of mi eyes, is far away, and i need to touch someone, so no lover. but the need of your skin, the need of my eyes, to see the objective goddess that they love and desire, is like the need for her smile, her strawberry jam smile. its you, the lady that owns mi heart. cest bonn, touche. being folish, departed from the creeps in my brain, the need for that most wanted, is poorly tolerated, the fever is giant, and lonesome of love is the poem, but always alone, after all, the beast must go on, in tree years or so, would y be free, after the lies and deicit, after the hurm, after all, the love is everywhere, and the friend is more loved then ever, and the rest of mi heart it suffers as always, and more this tree years, all the clues given in this, all the mugle talkers, respect is a need of the offenders, to feel something it all, all is clear, love hurts, the need is clearer then ever respect is and should be a rigth, human and animal. time is no longer their option, and the flux of words are stucked, in the eyes of the mate, holding a little piece of my heart, all is clear, and the need of pain is no longer my addiction, after all the pain, y grew up, and decide to love, and split myself, one too big, one too small, im a pig, that love them both, the mate and the love, all is clear in mi movi bubble, even the clear is clear now, about it all, the two pieces of my heart, le amour,ahh, le ami adore, le belle chanson, la belle et la bette, je sui la bette, cest tout la belle bette cheri, mon petite bette adore. all is ´past, never take the blame for cowards, or say sorry for them, never say sorry, for the hurm, you never did, past is prologue, and love can save the day after all. je adore le pettite bette, ladrona de corazones.

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STREET AND A CUTE BODY STANDING BY THE CORNER LOOKING AROUND YOU’RE ONLY PASSING BY LETTING IN THE NICE SIGHT IF YOU LOVE THIS WORLD SO SAY IT’S RIGHT IF YOU LOVE THIS WORLD SAY THAT’S RIGTH THEN AT NIGHT ON THE WAY TO BED YOU GET LOST YOU ASKED FOR IT YOU BEGGED FOR IT THERE YOU ARE NOW THE PEACE IS GONE AND YOUR BED IS FAR A BEAST’S LYING ON YOU BOY ON YOU GIRL BUT THEN IN THE MORNING GOD HUGS THEE SO YOU CAN SAIL ON FOR YOU’RE JUST A MATCH IN THE SEA THAT BOGS MAKE FLOAT IF YOU GOT A LIGHT SO GO AND SHINE KEEP GLOWING UNTIL YOU SINK DOWN IF YOU GOT THE LIGHT GO AND SHINE KEEP GLOWING UNTIL YOU SINK DOWN I’M DRIFTING WOOD PIECE OF WOOD DRIFTING WOOD I’M A MATCH ——

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Jul 23, 2015

Jul 23, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC

jan-svoboda

Matches (1997)

STREET AND A CUTE BODY STANDING BY THE CORNER LOOKING AROUND YOU’RE ONLY PASSING BY LETTING IN THE NICE SIGHT IF YOU LOVE THIS WORLD SO SAY IT’S RIGHT IF YOU LOVE THIS WORLD SAY THAT’S RIGTH THEN AT NIGHT ON THE WAY TO BED YOU GET LOST YOU ASKED FOR IT YOU BEGGED FOR IT THERE YOU ARE NOW THE PEACE IS GONE AND YOUR BED IS FAR A BEAST’S LYING ON YOU BOY ON YOU GIRL BUT THEN IN THE MORNING GOD HUGS THEE SO YOU CAN SAIL ON FOR YOU’RE JUST A MATCH IN THE SEA THAT BOGS MAKE FLOAT IF YOU GOT A LIGHT SO GO AND SHINE KEEP GLOWING UNTIL YOU SINK DOWN IF YOU GOT THE LIGHT GO AND SHINE KEEP GLOWING UNTIL YOU SINK DOWN I’M DRIFTING WOOD PIECE OF WOOD DRIFTING WOOD I’M A MATCH ——

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agood of me and a bad side well, no one is perfect rigth! teased and tested lost my sense then found myself, alone. soften, sometimes harden chasing the day yet, rest in time. thoughts and emotions oh~weaken soul's stay calm, please. Time to Wake~up a new days find Inside, a loving arms.

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Oct 21, 2016

Oct 21, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC

ferdinand-panerio

A PIECE OF ME

agood of me and a bad side well, no one is perfect rigth! teased and tested lost my sense then found myself, alone. soften, sometimes harden chasing the day yet, rest in time. thoughts and emotions oh~weaken soul's stay calm, please. Time to Wake~up a new days find Inside, a loving arms.

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oh secret muse, the shinning eyes, the perfect smile adored in the twiligth, the vision before nigth, traps this ******* rigth oh the tender smile, the gracious laughs, you are indeed the adored one. beneath the moon, looking in your eyes, hope and a smile secret muse you indeed make the ******* shine, inside and out with a secret glow, the shine of the one that is loved, the shine of a smile. the path is all aroud, cause you followed your heart, that is the sacred path. the secret way to do things rigth, is following your heart. not shinning like a star, but as a man, doing rigth, following his heart, working on love. the star in my skies, shinning brigth, day and nigth sacred muse, pasion and deligth elegant and brigth, beautiful and truth, divine and prophane, oh secret muse, queen of hearts, divine ligth in the ******* nigth, your love makes a world shine.

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May 26, 2017

May 26, 2017 at 1:20 AM UTC

davide

shinning muse

oh secret muse, the shinning eyes, the perfect smile adored in the twiligth, the vision before nigth, traps this ******* rigth oh the tender smile, the gracious laughs, you are indeed the adored one. beneath the moon, looking in your eyes, hope and a smile secret muse you indeed make the ******* shine, inside and out with a secret glow, the shine of the one that is loved, the shine of a smile. the path is all aroud, cause you followed your heart, that is the sacred path. the secret way to do things rigth, is following your heart. not shinning like a star, but as a man, doing rigth, following his heart, working on love. the star in my skies, shinning brigth, day and nigth sacred muse, pasion and deligth elegant and brigth, beautiful and truth, divine and prophane, oh secret muse, queen of hearts, divine ligth in the ******* nigth, your love makes a world shine.

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And in your eyes y find Miself, in your female hands I am Defrosting in Your arms, mi Defensive coldness, the rigth way In your eyes in find miself In your females hands Mi cold is lost loving your warmth And a sensual scent caress me all day, and the music in your female chest, complete, a Lioness And in your eyes i find miself, in Your female hands The smell of your body, is mi beautiful dawn, in the cold nigth on mi soul Dark echoes of pain, and betrayal Defrosting between your arms, by kissing your skin And in your eyes i found miself, In your female hands, And Your thighs, mi truth, My eden, the scent of your body Is my beautiful dawn Works better on spanish Y en tus ojos me halle, entre tus manos de mujer, me deshielo entre tus brazos Y en tus ojos me halle, Entre tus manos de mujer Y mi frialdad se esfuma, adorando Tus petalos, besando tu calides El frio de mi pecho, se entibia por ti, Y tu esencia me acaricia todo el dia Y la musica en tu pecho de mujer completa, dice algo sobre mi Y en tus ojos me halle, entre tus manos de mujer El aroma de tu cuerpo es mi bello amanecer, en la noche fria de mi ser Y en tus muslos, mi verdad y el eden Y el aroma de tu cuerpo es mi bello amanecer.

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Apr 26, 2018

Apr 26, 2018 at 5:48 PM UTC

davide

Litle beats

And in your eyes y find Miself, in your female hands I am Defrosting in Your arms, mi Defensive coldness, the rigth way In your eyes in find miself In your females hands Mi cold is lost loving your warmth And a sensual scent caress me all day, and the music in your female chest, complete, a Lioness And in your eyes i find miself, in Your female hands The smell of your body, is mi beautiful dawn, in the cold nigth on mi soul Dark echoes of pain, and betrayal Defrosting between your arms, by kissing your skin And in your eyes i found miself, In your female hands, And Your thighs, mi truth, My eden, the scent of your body Is my beautiful dawn Works better on spanish Y en tus ojos me halle, entre tus manos de mujer, me deshielo entre tus brazos Y en tus ojos me halle, Entre tus manos de mujer Y mi frialdad se esfuma, adorando Tus petalos, besando tu calides El frio de mi pecho, se entibia por ti, Y tu esencia me acaricia todo el dia Y la musica en tu pecho de mujer completa, dice algo sobre mi Y en tus ojos me halle, entre tus manos de mujer El aroma de tu cuerpo es mi bello amanecer, en la noche fria de mi ser Y en tus muslos, mi verdad y el eden Y el aroma de tu cuerpo es mi bello amanecer.

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Why dont you care? Ornaments trying to reach out of the mandalas on your arms and find the last rigth sense. Really fell in love with you? Leaving all the loving marks on my skin. Do you know how all my six senses tingle and shudder when you drag your fingers up my thighs? Wishing i could walk past you without looking back. I know i did wrong, but do you? Dont break me, i begged you. Em pleh ouy tnow yhw? Wondering..all i did was wonder. Even when you had everything you whined for more, am i right? But you lost more than you could ever wish for.

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Dec 16, 2018

Dec 16, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC

aesara-h

wOrld wIde wEb

Why dont you care? Ornaments trying to reach out of the mandalas on your arms and find the last rigth sense. Really fell in love with you? Leaving all the loving marks on my skin. Do you know how all my six senses tingle and shudder when you drag your fingers up my thighs? Wishing i could walk past you without looking back. I know i did wrong, but do you? Dont break me, i begged you. Em pleh ouy tnow yhw? Wondering..all i did was wonder. Even when you had everything you whined for more, am i right? But you lost more than you could ever wish for.

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