"senyru" poems - Hello Poetry

Diet without the “T” (Senyru) Sweet potato pie You can kiss your life goodbye Your new home...my thighs Exercise or Be Exorcised? (Senyru) Gluttonous Demon I’m eating for no reason I will get even!

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 10:14 AM UTC

serenus-raymone

Diet without the “T” (Senyru)

Diet without the “T” (Senyru) Sweet potato pie You can kiss your life goodbye Your new home...my thighs Exercise or Be Exorcised? (Senyru) Gluttonous Demon I’m eating for no reason I will get even!

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Your absence still stings Without you by my side find I am not myself

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Feb 14, 2019

Feb 14, 2019 at 8:19 PM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Absence (Senyru)

Your absence still stings Without you by my side find I am not myself

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I know nothing about poetry not my stanza from my verse and I don't know all the rules which makes others want to curse I try to write a haiku but i get the subject wrong apparently senyru is to the family it belongs I don't know my Emily Dickinson From my Edgar Allen Poe And I feel sometimes my writing has a long long way to go But I like the sound of rhyming things the rhythm and the tone and the way that certain chosen words can cut right to the bone And I like the thought that somewhere maybe upstairs in bed someones days a little better cos I wrote something they read.

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May 3, 2010

May 3, 2010 at 3:35 PM UTC

a-thomas-hawkins

Poetry?

I know nothing about poetry not my stanza from my verse and I don't know all the rules which makes others want to curse I try to write a haiku but i get the subject wrong apparently senyru is to the family it belongs I don't know my Emily Dickinson From my Edgar Allen Poe And I feel sometimes my writing has a long long way to go But I like the sound of rhyming things the rhythm and the tone and the way that certain chosen words can cut right to the bone And I like the thought that somewhere maybe upstairs in bed someones days a little better cos I wrote something they read.

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*Friday Night Fantasy The sky was a jade tangerine hue, lightly sprinkled with caramel colored stars, while the moon cried its silver beams and a gentle breeze caressed your skin making you shiver and smile as you ate my eyes with your temptation. You swayed over me dripping your sweet passion, honeyed apricot nectar over my tongue. ~~~~ I wanted you, needed your movements, your music and poetry, the haiku of your desires and the way as you spoke it, from inside out. All I could do was rock with you, my mouth savoring your nippled senyru. ~~~~ I sang you a Friday night fantasy of analogies, similes and serenades, mixed occasionally with the raw desires of sexuality and secrets of your femininity. I was ablaze; your name colored my heart. I felt every silver moon beam as you floated and faded away in the night sky. You carried with you all the poetry of me. Aztec Warrior/redzone 5.6.16*

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May 25, 2016

May 25, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC

aztec-warrior

POEM 140

*Friday Night Fantasy The sky was a jade tangerine hue, lightly sprinkled with caramel colored stars, while the moon cried its silver beams and a gentle breeze caressed your skin making you shiver and smile as you ate my eyes with your temptation. You swayed over me dripping your sweet passion, honeyed apricot nectar over my tongue. ~~~~ I wanted you, needed your movements, your music and poetry, the haiku of your desires and the way as you spoke it, from inside out. All I could do was rock with you, my mouth savoring your nippled senyru. ~~~~ I sang you a Friday night fantasy of analogies, similes and serenades, mixed occasionally with the raw desires of sexuality and secrets of your femininity. I was ablaze; your name colored my heart. I felt every silver moon beam as you floated and faded away in the night sky. You carried with you all the poetry of me. Aztec Warrior/redzone 5.6.16*

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Your photo is a Reminder not everything Is as it appears

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Nov 20, 2018

Nov 20, 2018 at 3:02 PM UTC