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"yessss" poems
Ey my name aint cinderella I'M not your ***** you fake *** **** get in reality you stoopido runt. i hate your ways and despize you're plays,. give and take. I'M wide awake. check your self before you wreck your self. stop telling your pg tale. watch my gore .....FEal this **** tahh who cares cadd you nott fit c: show it with a smile,. it makes them have moreh wonder for the mile, once you're there through out the walk they no they'll have you through the talk.   yessss,'
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Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 5:15 PM UTC
Hey dom go **** your self
Ey my name aint cinderella I'M not your ***** you fake *** **** get in reality you stoopido runt. i hate your ways and despize you're plays,. give and take. I'M wide awake. check your self before you wreck your self. stop telling your pg tale. watch my gore .....FEal this **** tahh who cares cadd you nott fit c: show it with a smile,. it makes them have moreh wonder for the mile, once you're there through out the walk they no they'll have you through the talk.   yessss,'
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
Hey dom go **** your self
I kissed those lips so many times, I held you as you caressed me to your will, heat's rising between the two of us & I'm becoming intoxicated by your lustful glares- As you stare deep into my eyes while you deviously - lavishly lick & **** betwixt my legs... Pulsations consuming my very thoughts I was to be the one to ****** once I finished my seductive belly dance... You've surpassed me - grabbing my dancers gear, ripping fabric as you feverishly kissed my gaping- shocked "wide open" mouth. Sweet ecstasy's taking over every part of my being. Your tantalizing tongue   teasing in and out of me as I spread wider for you..... I rant the silence  with lustful passionate screams as wave after seductive  waves pulsate through me all the way to my toes. I'm hurting in a good way as you climb up over me slowly so wondrously slow you enter me, moving deeper ummm deeeeeperrrr..... I feel Oh YESSSS............... I  come wake sadly it's only a dream!
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May 13, 2010
May 13, 2010 at 10:22 AM UTC
Poets pls help/add to this poem & C how it ends"if it ever do"
I have the 'flu and it's Wednesday morning and my bones are groaning,but am I moaning? YESSSS.. it's what men do when they get the 'flu and the world as they knew it comes to an end. Please send for the medic,make it quick 'cause I am sick and while you're about it can you make me some soup.
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Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 2:06 AM UTC
The lurgy
What does ooooo baby yessss mean? reading that in my mom's messenger chat she saves. She's saving because she has many men she dates. Seen that oooo baby yesss sent in text to dad's phone. Net *** or real life *** they are both confusing to me.
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Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
ooooo yes baby yesss???? *** does that mean?
Who got 90 And who got 90.2 Is that how they'll Measure my knowledge Did I remember the year in Which Henry gave his law? Did I know the trajectory Of electron These over hyped exams (Which get leaked) are going to decide whether my dreams Will come true.????? Well  of course Yessss! They will I hate this grade system And yet I have to get Good grades so that one day I can change it I WILL BE THE CHANGE I WANT TO SEE......
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 4:29 AM UTC
Grades
I know you heard me when I told you come here Your looking at me from downcast eyes I'm the cannery so kitty cat come pounce on your prize smile go on & giggle as you act like you don't know but listen up man I'm ready been waiting so hurry up Open me roughly- NO!, don't take your time hurry yea hurry up rip off my dress that's it man now swiftly **shove your **** between my thighs sigh out your enjoyment- you've found the mark move deeper a little faster *now stop & **** my mouth* I'm on my knees **letting you pound your **** deep down this throat pound it faster baby **keep going ** **** it even if I gag** **that's it baby ** mmm I love how you taste move deeper  come on hurry up I feel you swelling like your about to erupt Help me to my feet bend me over this table I need a release & only your able Your massive cock's swollen it's hungry just like me Shove it in deeply please me to my core **** me,** *YESSSS * ****    meeee Baby keep going ******* move deeper,** harder- faster, I'm delirious- craving every inch of your massive **** spread me wide wider **hold me fast to your lustful ****** hurt me make me scream out **my ******** release** Yess *I'm ******* Keep it up ooo mmhmm **** me give me more** over & over YESSS! baby **** me** mmm ahhh more.............. **Oh **** how'd we end up on the floor (ouch) Always Me Ayeshah ® Copyright 1977 - Present © K.A.C.L.N © All right reserved ®
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
On The Floor. (Very Explicit)
Ours was a bitter kind of love from the start Bitten lips ****** around kisses Handprints bruised onto each other My fingerprints still rest in your shoulders My legs still know how to wrap around your hips My mouth still mumbles the *yes, please, **** yessss* Even when you're not around Separated by miles, by time By mouths who have known other tastes My fingerprints are on other shoulders now The pills I swallow are no longer a part of you And it takes every ******* part of me not to whisper your name into someone else's ears Ours was a doomed love, wrecked and wretched But you may still call my body your home Should you wish
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC
Bitter
Would have been fun To have been a woman To ride a powerful black man To feel his big 9 inch **** ****** deep inside Ooooh yessss!!!! Deep inside my womb Taking his powerful shaft In different positions Love to be on top Love to take it ********** I am a naughty girl, hehe And I want to have His child "Please," I beg "Put a baby inside me!"
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
My Life As A Hot Blonde Who Loves Black Studs
Am James I don't know, but I think am James Sometimes they call me Play bbb boy I know am a mess Living life on stress Which leads to depress maybe meds hell I don't know Sssawing what's left of my shells It's strange I've not seen death after devouring all this **** a crack head on C o i n,C o a l, ******* I got it, it's ******* or whatever just shut the **** up You see Youuuu'evvvv disoriented me iiiiiiiii hate you where was i ME. Writing a poem Him. No Me. Writing a book, your will, maybe your eulogy Him noo (frustrated) ME. You were sniffing something Him. Yessss, give it back, where is it MeIn your hand Him . sniffs (groans) this is great Me... Errrrm, Okey... Maybe we can get back to the novel you were writing  sniffing or puffing hell I don't know but book me a bedsitter I could use some hot sleep it's cold out here
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC
(hi)gh
I am so ******* sick of giving you chances you don't deserve. And may this blog help me in vanishing you from my entire life ***** and btw telling me to **** off is probably the best thing you ever did and the BEST motivation that is making me decide to LEAVE you FOREVER babe. THANK YOU FOR THAT! Sorry because that's how it goes. I am better without you and I am not even sure if I love you the way I did before. So why stay? It's pretty pointless at this point especially that you hurt me immensly without even acknowledging how much I fought for you. OH NO no more fighting, I am done. YESSSS I AM DONE I wish you can feel my excitement!!! NO MORE YOUR **** NO MORE BAYB!! NO MORE WORRIES! NO MORE PAIN! AND YESSSS NO MORE YOU!!! FTW I AM SO ******* HAPPY!   You made my brain click of how FILTHY you are and how much you don't deserve the LEAST **** from me. I just hope you rotten with your sick pyshco personality. I hope you go fix yourself! No one in the entire world would like to lose a person who might actually die for them and love them to death you psychic ***** And I would never do that to someone who loves me. I am glad I am done from your mentality. Sorry if that hurts but its the ******* truth you cannot deny.
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 5:26 AM UTC
YESS
Wind . . . blowing up baggy sleeves of my cardigan of ivory Sky . . . grey and cloudy . . . perfect weather for me Earth . . . I can see it right beneath me but nobody can see me Fire . . . hottest of its kind within me can no longer hurt me I am at peace One would ask what I am doing. I would answer . . . I'm going to Heaven, human. One would ask how I can go. I would answer . . . there are many ways but I'm just gonna let gravity catch me one last time. . . . because it can't get me again anymore after this Only one step forward . . . and I can feel it The gasp, the heart drop . . . Yessss Flying downward and . . .upside down I am . . . weightless It's everything that I've ever imagined And more Hear humans screaming down there Don't you dare ruin my trip A pause My eyes sparkled with surprise Is that . . . the Large world? . . . My Large world? Pure and bright . . . I can see it . . . I'm getting close to it . . . Close my eyes . . . Goodbye gravity
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Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
Large World
In a house within a home lies a room anchored by frankincense borders adorned with multicolored tiles Only one wide oatmeal beige chair in the corner yet the center of the world The house within a home is loud with laughter and simple peeking excitement in small places The door to the room wooden with a crystal doorknob The feet of people travel all over the home they are welcomed But down a set of stairs made of white concrete blocks a plain simple chair remains outside of the room tempting passers to wonder what's behind the door with the crystal **** Every evening into the night I sit in the room with a composition book & a pen I write I breathe I sing and hum drawing the attention of an audience of one One who puts his face against the door making sounds like a whining puppy while tapping lightly against the woodenframe with his brown fingers I put down my pen tip-toe to the door one hand on the **** gently I place my face against the door as if he could feel my kiss through it I say " how can I help you "" " who are you looking for" " Do you miss something ? " I wait in silence to hear what quirky words he will make up ..... He says : there better not be not be a man in there " I reply ; wait let me put on my clothes and open the window imagining his ****** expression deepens my smile he says : Can I have a kiss ? I say : Did you eat the food I left on the table its full of kisses He says: No my fingers felt lonely on the fork without you there stealing my food. I say : Oh.... He says : Open the door I say : You clean your feet He says: Yessss I say : liar what's that funny odor your toes .... Truly I can smell the scent of his cologne and the sweet almond oil I rubbed through his hair just before dawn The memory pushes me to open the door I paused and said ( knowing him like clockwork) " Ok if I open the door do you promise not to pester me He says " you have my word Knowing better yet in anticipation of feeling his arms I open the door and like always he tackles me like dino does fred on the flintstones I enjoy it It never gets old .
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
Dreams of the Heart
In a house within a home lies a room anchored by frankincense borders adorned with multicolored tiles Only one wide oatmeal beige chair in the corner yet the center of the world The house within a home is loud with laughter and simple peeking excitement in small places The door to the room wooden with a crystal doorknob The feet of people travel all over the home they are welcomed But down a set of stairs made of white concrete blocks a plain simple chair remains outside of the room tempting passers to wonder what's behind the door with the crystal **** Every evening into the night I sit in the room with a composition book & a pen I write I breathe I sing and hum drawing the attention of an audience of one One who puts his face against the door making sounds like a whining puppy while tapping lightly against the woodenframe with his brown fingers I put down my pen tip-toe to the door one hand on the **** gently I place my face against the door as if he could feel my kiss through it I say " how can I help you "" " who are you looking for" " Do you miss something ? " I wait in silence to hear what quirky words he will make up ..... He says : there better not be not be a man in there " I reply ; wait let me put on my clothes and open the window imagining his ****** expression deepens my smile he says : Can I have a kiss ? I say : Did you eat the food I left on the table its full of kisses He says: No my fingers felt lonely on the fork without you there stealing my food. I say : Oh.... He says : Open the door I say : You clean your feet He says: Yessss I say : liar what's that funny odor your toes .... Truly I can smell the scent of his cologne and the sweet almond oil I rubbed through his hair just before dawn The memory pushes me to open the door I paused and said ( knowing him like clockwork) " Ok if I open the door do you promise not to pester me He says " you have my word Knowing better yet in anticipation of feeling his arms I open the door and like always he tackles me like dino does fred on the flintstones I enjoy it It never gets old .
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"Smile" he tells me. I do. Especially around him. After spending so much time with narcissists. It's kinda new. To smile..to laugh. He grabs my feet and tickles them til I'm laughing so hard that im almost screaming. I am  more peaceful and have such a good time dreaming. But ..yessss.  A but. He will move on some day. He has told me he will not stay. He has big goals and plans that do not include me. I will enjoy the moments he gives me. The way I feel so free. How I can just be me... Although the tears sort of fall. Im still having a ball.
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Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
Limited time deal
I'm a person in whom you see; a friend, a lover and a compeer, The letters you type late night on keypad comes to me, And when the power cuts and your mind starts making phantoms you dial my number, Late-night cravings, scholarly discussion, A video call in the morning, And on a certain day, a certain moment I bend on my knee and ask you to be mine forever. And you, nod in YESSSS!!!!!! Ah! Love, thou unruly dictator! I sat to read for exams instead started dreaming a dream of some other world. I'm mad, hopeless, pathetic, and sometimes sounds creepy too, But how can I comfort the sad, deluding, and longing heart? Is there any medicine or herb? How can I love and hide the flame of it from you? I'm doomed like a moth flinging myself deliberately into fire.
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC
Dreamer
Do you lie Doll Face, do you lie like me, all alone, whispering my name, wondering about sexy-sensuous-things in the darkness of your room? O do you hear me Sweetness, do you hear a ringing in your ears? And do you feel me, Darling, do you feel my itch, this burning, this beautiful burning desire? Yessss, my hardened-loins, my hardened-loins do kiss the air, with images of you sitting above me below. Or maybe switched, it makes no difference, you are the hot show I want to see. So take me Lady, take me to the same place, take me to that higher plane we both, we both want to be, you see. O Lovely Girl, let your fingers, let your tender-fingers do the tricks & read my words, my words will work their magic. Let yourself go, spill yourself onto me, spill onto me with your flow, you know, you know I love it Baby.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 5:06 AM UTC
Baby, You Know I Love It (Let Yourself Go)
The stone stood its ground. And waited for me to run after it. . . it had flown through the sky attached to my cry. Now it was asleep in the sun wrapped in its own silence. I grasped it in a fist. Let my warmth enter it. Then spoke to the stone in the littlest of sound. "Stone.?" I addressed it "Do you want to fly again into the blue of summer?" The stone gave a little shadow of a smile. I took that for its: "yeSSSS!" My hand flung it to the far away. Then: raced after its parabola. Time chased me to a tree with a bird trapped inside its song. My stone lay at the tree's feet awaiting the next throw. . This world of two when friend stone and I played with forever. The great big blue smiling with all of its summer.
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 2:55 PM UTC
THROUGH CENTURIES OF JUNE ( for Pinakini Naik )