"viens" poems
Your flame glows
And flame throws
Insane vibes
Than makes my viens flow
My body over heats
To temperatures Celsius unknown
our bodies taking measures
Heighten pleasures
Too bad to be a miracle
Too good to be forgotten
Memories clone
Yet, it's heaven sent
by principle
Our bodies quake with sensations
Unbelievable
Reaching heights without ******
unachievable
Take loving making to the next decimal
Feeding our appetites until we are plenty full
And our eruptions stop exploding
And we lay there motionlessly stile
Calm as a lonely
lake as satisfied as ice is chill
Cooling each other down
like the wind does the sun
Looking at each other like our work
here is done
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
As night falls, the air thickens
her pulse races and his pulse quickens
the depths of their thoughts rise to the surface
her body language speaking tongues
their eyes contact and the translation is done
his soul listens
heart beating fast
flesh burning like a furnace
flame lasting longer than they last
lust coursing through her body's viens
like lava melting a porous surface
her window panes with purpose
as their bodies join like cursive
bulging with awareness
his presence is her nearness
their bareness
flipping her world
altering her state of mind
impulse triggerin pulse
a his embrace
tightens
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 4:10 PM UTC
I want it so bad
Never going to quit it
Flip the switch and hit ignition
Toss these hands I talk in all ten digits
**** wishing - let me finish,
Raw- dish it out the kitchen
Saw- vision now they listen
Off an opp and take position
Never in my life did i think i'd make it
Fight, take it
Might bend to vice
Been in sight, fend or die breaking
God I know you hear my pain
Twisted system call em' viens
Wicked lifted off the reigns
Vicious gifted follow flame
Agh! I'm a savage, a beast
Murdering beats, I read it and weep, God
Looking to thee, God- never going to stop watch
Put 'em em a lock box.. one shot
So sorry, not the man you needed
On my knees I don't believe em'
Read between I'm not deceiving
Split the means I mean
Never in my life did i think i'd make it
Fight, take it
Might bend to vice
Been in sight, fend or die breaking
God I know you hear my pain
Twisted system call em viens
Wicked lifted off the reigns
Vicious gifted follow flame
Hope I can say something worth a ****
Hope I can change something understand this
Pressure pinning me down
Picture myself under the ground
Taking leaps and bounds
Can i stand it be without
Peaking then drown - **** it all
Speaking my meaning - Hear me now
Never in my life did i think i'd make it
Fight, take it
Might bend to vice
Been in sight, fend or die breaking
God I know you hear my pain
Twisted system call em' viens
Wicked lifted off the reigns
Vicious gifted follow flame
Agh why looking to me for something deep
I can’t even feel emotion
let that **** repeatin’ heat in motion
seeking to be not broken
Leave it to me, reach between lost omens
Looking to feed the beast I’m hopin’
Ahead of my time I’m rapping these rhymes
But go unnoticed
Never in my life did i think i'd make it
Fight, take it
Might bend to vice
Been in sight, fend or die breaking
God I know you hear my pain
Twisted system call em' viens
Wicked lifted off the reigns
Vicious gifted follow flame
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC
U gat me thinking all *****
U gat my mind all flirty.. Or is it filthy..Hehhe
Mehn.. U gat me saying.. Yes papi
Wind on me baby
The way u move ur spine is alarming
U gat me blood all hot.. I'm screaming
Don't let go baby
Bring that body my way
U knw u ain't goin no where
Once I have got my way
U know u wld want to stay
Can't get u off my brain
Thought of u flooding my viens
Drooling over u...
I gat to have u
**** u gat me thinking *****
U make me want to be so naughty
Bring ur body this way
I have got plans.. That wld make u scream hey!!
O my.. Naughty naughty
U really gat me all hot n sweaty
I ain't leaving here alone
Come on..i knw u want more
Yes u are my Naughty lil secret
The one I cant regret
The one that i hv bn looking for
The one that always has me wanting more
My naughty naughty..
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 8:21 PM UTC
My right wrist and left knee have come down with a cold and my viens have water damage.
My tongue tripped over my teeth leaving a ripped taste bud.
I can never get comfortable because I am positive that Im going off the edge
and everything else is always just so dammed positive.
Just feed me medicine, and ill see you in the morning.
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 3:48 AM UTC
Happy-hearted but not all there
His awkward smile lingers through my mind
Peaceful,
Yet Unforunate
That staggering physique & that waddling
walk & that dauntful dance & that
unstable eye: a precise entailment
of his persona,
though never ******
never vacant
never violent
...UNTIL NOW
when the demon of his soul prevails
no mercy
no mercy
no mercy
Not even for a loving mother; a loving
mother who provided a comforting
home & the essential care & three
daily dishes of food & the one thing
a loving mother provides best:
Unconditional Love
He is now ripped of a warm heart; will
he ever find salvation?
I hope so.
His possessed actions are ample
punishment and will eventually
tear the boy to shreds:
Those memories of an unreasonable death;
a death that spilt blood into every
crevice of his character
Those memories of innocent bloodshed;
the blood of his own race...the
same blood that stirs in his viens
Those memories of pure insanity;
an insanity that taught anger
the ways of mutilation
Those memories of his murdered mother;
a "horrendous" scene that plays on
constant repeat in his head
...and those future memories of remorse;
remorse for his ***** deeds
of spontaneous psychosis
Yet,
his awkward smile
still lingers through
my mind
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=349987311783508&set;=a.298260023622904.72189.100003167250519&type;=1&theater;
"There is without a doubt that this kid has something possessing him... I believe it wasn't him who killed the mother he loved with all his heart, how can such a kindhearted loving teenager change in less than two months and ****** the woman who loved him the most and who he loved. This teenager has a demon inside him.... look at the pictures ya'll.... on the right is him less than six months ago. He doesn't even look the same...."
Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
I've drank the finest of wine
Down to the bottom of the bottle
Only to witness an ocean alone
Barely surviving my own hands
A fire burned through my viens
That was blew out by the wind
Breezing through the leaves
A calmness that sits with me
Before calmness dismisses me
I walked across the tallest blue sky
Where wide winged birds soar high
Til promises of white clouds turn grey
And so there I fell with the rain
Dripping through the lowest gutter
Many times I was buried, lying in dirt
Like a grave, needing no help
Finding the dark inside of myself
But I always rise with the blades
Of the greenest fresh spring grass
No matter what feeling I catch
None of them seem to everlast
Feb 18, 2020
Feb 18, 2020 at 9:47 AM UTC
Love is dead, I know.
I was the one who unleashed the arrow,
And left us a deadly hallow.
I cough out poisonous words,
Thought I'd tame you with injections,
But,
A python you turned out to be.
One, who never kneels.
Your fangs fill my throat with lies,
You choke me with your "cuddles".
I've always yearned for power,
And dignity,
But I'm transparent in your slavery.
I was a bright star,
Now I'm nothing but a scar.
But we'll be making love like savages,
I'll absorb the venom off your kiss,
I'll let you allure me into your darkness,
I'll pretend I'm alive for one lethal bliss,
I'll sacrifice my thrones for your filthy roses,
To make love like savages.
Barefoot crossing a path of swords,
Skin on skin with devil's hell fires,
Mud blood running through my viens,
defiling my mind,
And turn it into madness.
A madness,
Where you're the god of all gods.
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 4:29 PM UTC
Είμαι η Αντιγόνη και όχι ο Ελπήνορας
Je suis Antigone oui, moi
Je suis morte oui je ne vis plus je vivais
Maintenant je suis morte mais de temps en temps
je viens et je reviens avec moi / j ‘amène le désir
de vivre encore une fois / mon corps frémit de nostalgie
de poser de questions tant des questions tant des réponses
c’ est un chemin triste mon amour pour vous
Je suis morte oui je ne vis plus/ Je vivais
mais de temps, en temps je reviens
à travers vos désirs vos aspirations vos appels
c’ est vous qui me faites venir ici / et moi
moi/ le rien et vous les tous
c’ est pour cela que je reviens
je suis ici encore une fois
pour plaire , sentir, danser et chanter
comprendre et aimer, encore une fois
©maria panoutsou Mάιος Ιούλιος 2016
http://mariapanoutsoupoetry.blogspot.gr/
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 7:44 AM UTC
My Beloved Fire:
Head full of kindling,
heart's holding the light
Ready to burn through the darkness of night.
The furnace you fuel
with passion and life,
can spend awfully fast
and quickly ignite
the gasoline
in your viens;
charring bones,
scalding flesh
and Lord, that wax skin's already
starting to drip.
Oxygen properly feeds a flame.
Don't forget
to breathe.
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:49 PM UTC
the thief entered the window
then filled his pants with poo
voice came from the darkness
" twinkles watching you"
panic in his viens
unsure what to do
yet again the warning words
" twinkle's watching you"
trembling hand that shone a torch
then sighed with much relief
the parrot in a corner said....
" hello, my name is kieth"
what silly ******* named you that?
the robber mocked the bird
kieth the talking parrot?
the daftest thing i've heard
"the same man with a rottwweiler"
"that bit off someones nose"
"he's very good at creeping"
" his name is twinkle toes"
Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 6:35 AM UTC
My seed coat is pressed up against me
holding tight, protecting me
as I age I break free from its grasp
growing away from its warmth
when there is finally room to stretch I let my roots flow out of me, bursting downward towards the center of the Earth
coming from the opposite end of my body is my radicle
reaching for the light, it climbs its way out of the darkness and into the sweet summer air
to feel more of the sun's heat I unwrap my cotyledons
so enthralled by the light, I can't help but but let true leaves sprout upwards, to touch the sky
my leaf viens swelling with excitement
I need more
before I had time to think, an internode grew out of me
with small buds everywhere
I am content, but need more color in life
so I forced the buds to explode into a bright yellow color
apparently the yellow also attracted some bees
because I was soon surrounded by them
after they left I felt tired, worn out
ready to sleep
I let my body start to decay
shrinking back down to the darkness
the silence
as I leave, I decide to give part of myself back to the Earth
out of my last living limb
I squeeze out a few more seeds for you to remember me by
there, now my work is done
I will rest
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 9:58 PM UTC
Take my hand, You can trust me.
What for? I need not.
You wanted me and you have me now. Just take my hand. I want to show you that this world is made more of unexplored intention than to what we call a poison.
Im not ready. I don't think i will ever be.
We can do this. Trust me, my way is better.
I really can't. I gave up a long time ago. Why am I still here?
You are here, to trust me.
I can't even trust myself. What makes you think that I will trust you?
I can lead you into the greater good.
Lies. You can't because I give up.
**Sometimes you are a **** but i still love you.**
Just go away...
(Silenced, still here, still alive, and still pumping life through her viens. I love this body. Somewhere in that ill mind of mine, still lays love. I just wish she could trust me. After all I am what is keeping her alive. Deep down this mind thanks me. She puts herself through misery and i wont be the one to take blame. If she'd just trust me she could see the side she has not.)
(I want to thank it. I'll keep alive for love, but I wont trust it. In return of this favor, i'll be alive for you.)
(She is secretly loves me.)
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
I remember long ago
I prayed to find a love that will
last a lifetime
As I grow older
this is more and more of a dream
I kiss the sky
as this toxin runs in my viens
I see your eyes
as mine roll in the back of my head
I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed
I wrap my mind around
how I never was good enough
I slap my hands against these walls
and I remember how much you ment to me
I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed
I see clearly now
that this was just a ******* game you played
and I feel sorry for the next guy
hope he knows how much of a lie a cheat you are
Go away
Get out of my way
get out of my brain
let this love bleed out my open viens
I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 5:13 PM UTC
A black rose
Lain across thier coffin door
Pedals are withered
Thorns are dull
Leaves are gone
Blew away on the whispering breeze
In honor of the dead
I present this rose
Death and decay have kissed its beauty
Now even more beautiful
As it slowly falls apart
Like thier mothers and fathers
Crying tears of sorrow and relief
Knowing they are gone is devastating
Knowing they no longer
Have the cancer eating at your insides
Like pirahnas in your viens
Or having to fight a war
Waged for the most redundant reasons
In honor of the dead
I cry no tears
I simply salute them
My friend you are gone
Yet never shall they be forgotten
I present them this black rose
Red still dressing the outlines of satin pedals
Like blood on cotton sheets
In honor of the dead
I'll carve monuments with blank faces
Unknown men and women
Still missing after years of searching
So many have suffered
In honor of the dead
I'll carve my tears in the form of roses
On every headstone
In honor of the dead
I whisper lullabies in the moonlight
Sing songs of joy
Dance with thier ghost
As pedal tears fall from my eyes
In honor of the dead
I present this black rose
Red still dressing the outlines of satin pedals
Fortunate to be kissed by the lips of death
Blessed with the numbing of thier pain
Honored to rest weary bones
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
Laisse-moi vagabonder dans le désert de mes pensées
Et verser mes larmes nostalgiques
Tu sais bien que ma vie sans toi n'est qu'une mort attardée
Insignifiante, mon existence hélas, des plus dramatiques
Viens, fais-moi la cour tel jadis sous d'autres cieux
Récites-moi tes bon vieux vers théâtraux. Je le sais bien, tu le veux
Ces mots-là, qui n'existent que dans mes rêves les plus fous
Oui, ils valent tellement plus qu'un simple bijou
Tu ne me laisses pas le choix, à moi d'assoupir cette flamme
Et de faire mes adieux à cette presqu'existence
Je ne suis hélas qu'une simple femme
Mes émotions vont s'enfouir dans le silence
Ame impitoyable, je languie de toi, j'en meurs
Et seule désormais je resterai rembrunie
A vivre de mes maintes douleurs
A respirer de ton amour, autrefois infini
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
on her wrist they lie
even on her thighs
razorblade scars
the scars that i made
i suffocated her burdens
i drowned her screams
i relieved her pain
but the price was her heart
razorblade scars
now dress her dollish figure
threatening to extinguish
the embers of her life
i dried her tears
i conquered her fears
i sheltered her from the rain
but the price was her soul
razorblade scars
still bleeding her out
her viens will run cold
for all i did was hurt her more
i crushed her dreams
i obliterated her walls
i stitched her wounds
just to make more
razorblade scars
now dress her lifeless body
as two on her wrist
sill bleed out her sorrow
i would take it all back
i would give it all back
just to see her smile once more
but the razorblade scars keep that from me
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 7:54 PM UTC
It's been a few years,
since I picked up that blade
determined to slice the sadness
out of my viens.
Ridges and indentions
of scar tissue
litter my body.
Yet, even now,
when I get really down,
I still want to add to my collection.
I am starkly aware
that it's not right,
not at all; but,
nothing else works quite as well.
Besides...
perhaps it's a punishment, too.
One that I deserve.
(d.d.b)
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
Once a happy thought gets started,
you can't help but feel warm-hearted.
Spreading through your viens,
where the happiness reigns.
Little moments make life big,
keeping those moment cherished
and making sure none will be perished
you'll think back again when your big.
Recall those pleasent moments,
that was cherished for a time like this.
Sometimes you might wish,
to go back and live those wonderful memories.
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 9:37 AM UTC
Incision
Abdomen
Hand reaches in
Rips out intestines
Pulling
Pulling
Til theyre on the floor
Squelche
Saw
Right arm
Vigorous
Sweat
Blood
Blood
Limb thrown with intestines
Left arm
Same
Saw
More blood
Tossed on pile
An axe maybe for the legs
Chopping
Spatter
Chopping
Spatter
Not working
Saw
Right leg
Vigorous
Sweat
Viens
Blood
Right leg thrown with arms and intestines
Gleaming in my eye
Enjoyment
Left leg
Axe again for fun?
No
Same
Saw
Pile
Chainsaw
Head
Gore
Ripping
Spraying blood
Pile
Heart
Cut out
Sharp knife
Eaten
Pile of limbs and gore transported
Placed in hot tub
Filled with recent victimes gore and stumps
Bathing suit on
I'm fully submerged
Rise up to wipe eyes
Spit out a fountain
Sip martini
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
J'observe depuis mon télescope
Au-delà des nuages
Ta photo qui sautille
Et je suis les courbes, les points et les lignes
Et je trace des figures imaginaires
Les constellations
Et soudain tu apparais
Endimanchée
Pénitente
Ultra Violette
Souriante
Entre deux ciels
Tu me fais signe
Et m'invites à danser
Et je te suis comme ton ombre
Je retiens mon souffle
Je plonge dans le mandala
De ton champ de Cinabre
Je viens à tes côtés
Je m'ancre à tes eaux
Je suis ton lama, ton gourou
Et toi tu es ma parèdre, ma bouddha
Ma dakini souveraine
et je te déshabille en dansant
Et je déboutonne une après l 'autre
Les étoiles couleur aubergine
Qui composent ta constellation.
C 'est une constellation disparue
Que seul moi puis voir.
Il m'arrive à l 'oeil nu de t'apercevoir
Au détour d'un rêve comme en cet instant précis
Et la musique résonne si forte dans l 'espace
Je vois tes lèvres bouger mais je n 'entends rien
Mais soudain tes yeux hurlent
et tu me clignes ton nom en morse :
dash dot dash dot
dash dash dash
dash dot dash dash
dash dash dash
dash
dot
C, une longue, une brève, une longue, une brève
O, trois longues
Y, une longue, une brève, deux longues
O, trois longues
T, une longue
E, une brève.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 12:54 AM UTC
Rust bent scars
Bulging viens
Was it a big mistake?
****** infused blades
Rehab worthy skin
Never to return home again.
Constantly reassured
Taking comfort in the pain
White eyes screeched otherwise
Wasted youth--
I never stopped
Scar removal creme,
and **** colored lip balm.
Pipe cleaner wrists
Was how it all stacked.
The demons made a nest
And never flew back
Maybe I was *****
My blade was the substance
And I needed more
And I was going the distance.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 9:18 PM UTC
Je suis né ici, je suis un enfant de l'héraut
Un enfant de france et un enfant du monde.
Mais je ne suis plus un enfant,
Alors qui suis-je vraiment?
Je suis fils de mes parents,
Le fils d'une tragédie, le fils de l'eau et le frère d'un ange.
Mais je suis en vie,
Je suis le fils du terroir et de la pluie,
Des animaux et des plantes qui m'ont nourris
Mais le temps est passé et j'ai grandi,
Alors qui suis-je aujourd'hui?
Je suis un homme, de taille moyenne,
Avec une tête pleine de questions,
Avec une bouche qui souri souvent,
Et des yeux qui pleurent presque autant,
Parce qu'on m'a appris a avoir des sentiments,
Et a savoir être faible autant qu’être fort,
A partager toutes mes idées,
Et ne chercher que la vérité.
Je suis un élève du doute,
Et aujourd’hui plus que jamais,
Je me demande où mes pensées vont m'emmener.
On m'a enseigné l'harmonie et gentillesse,
Mais comment ne jamais blesser?
Comment se faire des amis
Sans se faire autant d'ennemis?
Quel que soit ce que je suis,
Quels que soient mes choix,
Quelqu'un les appelleras erreurs
Et me haïra pour ça.
Mais on m'a aussi dit que les choix ne sont pas des erreurs.
Alors qui suis-je? Je suis moi.
Je forge mon petit bout de miroir, et je l’appellerais vérité.
Et si quelqu'un viens me le reprocher,
Je lui dirais: "désolé,
Mais j'ai dû faire un choix."
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC
I can picture You embeded in my skin...tattooed sin...As I flex you move...a gyrating women...grip closer to me...speep ink into my viens...Send your poison to my brain...make it say your name...stamped by your mission to own me...you control me...grab me by the horns and hold on, bull ride me...and constipate my body so i'll never bull **** you...brand me with the emblem of beauty...its your duty, to use me as your mirror on the wall to get cutesy...Im enchanted...when Im branded...fantasized when Im alone..but your embeded in my skin...so we'll always be at home...and the fairest in the land will have a blackend tone...cuz even tho snow is white...it still sparkles when its dark at night...
Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 7:17 AM UTC
The bloodsuckers of the night
Invaded my abode
And with their unsterilized pipe
Draw my blood
******* the life
Out of my viens
Injecting death
Into the stream
And in my pain
I fight back
Taaah! A clap, a slap
But it ends in my pain
For the invaders escaped
Making a mockery of my counter-attack
In the dark
Upon the couch
When my head
Her rest do seek
Then came their scout
And huuuummmm goes my drum
This is worst than a bite
For insomnia do invite
Another alien to my home
So with teary eyes
And shivering bones
With lost appetite
And a sour taste in my mouth
A body feeble and frail
Went I to see a doctor
In the heat of my body
Hot like a dozen furnaces
Went I to the clinic
But my testimony was not enough
To convince the doctor
That the invaders have left a stranger
In my blood stream
A parasite feeding on my life
So the lab man I must see
For the foreigner must be identified
Home I went and back I came
To see the doctor
But I have thought what to do
To these foreigners
Both the invaders and the aliens
For my health and my rest
Are worth more than gold
And now sitting before the doctor
Wandering what they must have found
Hoping it’s not going to be grave
“Malaria parasite”
Malaria?!
“Yes malaria” the invaders left it in your blood stream
Home I went from the doctor
Armed with arthemether, lumefatrin and paracetamol
To fight this war
Raging in my world
Still I wonder
What do I do?
To end it all
Once and for all
For the invaders
Still hide within my walls
In my wardrobe and in my clothes
Under my bed and in the closet
In water left uncovered
And the ***** pool outside my home
In the gutters and uncut lawn
They seem to be everywhere
The “wipers” could not **** them
They seem to make them strong
For everytime they bounced back
More angry and fierce
No! one more pain, one more bite
And my senses returned
I have heard of ITN
Insecticide Treated Net
Convinced I was of just one try
At last I found my warrior
To defeat these aliens and invaders of my world
Oh! How I love this net….
Gleefully I crawl under the net
To take my sweet beautiful rest
And no more of these alien care
And my war against mosquito won
And malaria defeated from the source
Prevention and better than cure.
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 10:03 PM UTC