Submissions by Naajir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just for the joy of pushin that pen..wherever it goes
Not Just Cocoa....
gotta love the transition..the Spiritual translation
...the bi-lingual...the sapiosexual
our pseudonyms...hidden in plain sight
.... she wafted..draped in shades of her morning dew
from the dreamy into the creamy..
..she decoded my escape hatch...cleverly...
......soulfully stirred me....spoon fed a brotha lovely
.....mmmm....a tasty woman indeed...gimme more dammit
my ultra smooth criminal...the Bonnie to my Clyde
.....made sure to Hyde our stash between her legs
she did secreted some of that silky esoteric mojo...
...the bi-lingual...the sapiosexual
our pseudonyms...hidden in plain sight
.... she wafted..draped in shades of her morning dew
from the dreamy into the creamy..
..she decoded my escape hatch...cleverly...
......soulfully stirred me....spoon fed a brotha lovely
.....mmmm....a tasty woman indeed...gimme more dammit
my ultra smooth criminal...the Bonnie to my Clyde
.....made sure to Hyde our stash between her legs
she did secreted some of that silky esoteric mojo...
#sex
#dreams
#moon
#morning
#spiritual
177 reads
9 Comments
The [K]news
I..wanted to fuck
but needed..craved a something
..more
my dick was hard AF
...yet...I was not turned on
I saw the future...right then and there
...saw how....
our out-come read
like an old wet newspaper
..our sex laid to rest in obituary sections
forgettable...
...another nameless night
flameless
nothing to report here
....no burning going on whatsoever
no yearning for what's next...outside of
...just another random late night text
wha cha doin? ...
but needed..craved a something
..more
my dick was hard AF
...yet...I was not turned on
I saw the future...right then and there
...saw how....
our out-come read
like an old wet newspaper
..our sex laid to rest in obituary sections
forgettable...
...another nameless night
flameless
nothing to report here
....no burning going on whatsoever
no yearning for what's next...outside of
...just another random late night text
wha cha doin? ...
#emptiness
#memories
124 reads
6 Comments
Inspirational You
inspiration is
wherever i find it
hike up your skirt and
let me show you what i mean
maybe you think you weren't ready
but upon entering you
i see you've always been prepared
so well preserved...
i want you to feel my learning curve
my yearning for a deeper understanding
of all things truly you
help clarify your complications
and streamline my desires
yes baby..
there's more but i'll keep it brief...to the point
and let...
wherever i find it
hike up your skirt and
let me show you what i mean
maybe you think you weren't ready
but upon entering you
i see you've always been prepared
so well preserved...
i want you to feel my learning curve
my yearning for a deeper understanding
of all things truly you
help clarify your complications
and streamline my desires
yes baby..
there's more but i'll keep it brief...to the point
and let...
#women
#sex
#inspirational #sexy
#inspirational #sexy
253 reads
5 Comments
Sale Of The Century
can't gaslight my eyeballs
the way i used to
America is having
a going out of business sale
humanity has been placed
on the clearance rack
everything must go
even God
the way i used to
America is having
a going out of business sale
humanity has been placed
on the clearance rack
everything must go
even God
#dark
157 reads
7 Comments
The Masquerade Ball
the world is a stage and
the Devil is the hardest working {man}
in show business
he'll have you out here throbbing 3rd dimensionally
his cabal will seduce you...slow siphon you
make you feel like you're winning
when you're actually losing...
sinning...smoking....boozing...snorting
consorting with oily spirits
greasing genitalia...opening secret portals
whistling past familiar graveyards
famously fetishized
strutting along blood red carpets
in a green mile style
as fiendish smiles...
the Devil is the hardest working {man}
in show business
he'll have you out here throbbing 3rd dimensionally
his cabal will seduce you...slow siphon you
make you feel like you're winning
when you're actually losing...
sinning...smoking....boozing...snorting
consorting with oily spirits
greasing genitalia...opening secret portals
whistling past familiar graveyards
famously fetishized
strutting along blood red carpets
in a green mile style
as fiendish smiles...
#dark
#spiritual
#food #PopCulture
#food #PopCulture
166 reads
4 Comments
A Sunday Morn
on this
silent Sundy morn
visions of tranquility filter down
my crown chakra...
softly
ever...so...softly
like a latent cerebral breeze
an ethereal tease
bearing gifts of solitude
and gratitude...
eye am
windswept... stilled
and shaded simultaneously
beneath the willow of my lover's soul...
nature's canopy..
the lover of
my soul...
i can feel her emotions liquify
as the {ravine of she} reveals reflections
of her movement...
her branches hovering ...
silent Sundy morn
visions of tranquility filter down
my crown chakra...
softly
ever...so...softly
like a latent cerebral breeze
an ethereal tease
bearing gifts of solitude
and gratitude...
eye am
windswept... stilled
and shaded simultaneously
beneath the willow of my lover's soul...
nature's canopy..
the lover of
my soul...
i can feel her emotions liquify
as the {ravine of she} reveals reflections
of her movement...
her branches hovering ...
#nature
#lover
#gratitude
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8 Comments
The Slave Théater {Act One}
as time slips into the future
it drags its own unique brand of baggage
of unreconciled relics
and a gang of blame gamers
raging against the machine behind 'enemy' lines
stuck on stagnant rhetoric
choking on wokeness
minds on remedial remote control
emotions enflamed by Molotov cocktails
politically corrected..
castrated ...circumcised...
wandering like an exposed dick-head
in quicksand ideology
regurgitating familiar social hiccups
that was always doomed to fail
future past...fast forwarded
the...
it drags its own unique brand of baggage
of unreconciled relics
and a gang of blame gamers
raging against the machine behind 'enemy' lines
stuck on stagnant rhetoric
choking on wokeness
minds on remedial remote control
emotions enflamed by Molotov cocktails
politically corrected..
castrated ...circumcised...
wandering like an exposed dick-head
in quicksand ideology
regurgitating familiar social hiccups
that was always doomed to fail
future past...fast forwarded
the...
#humankind
#HumanRights
#corruption
#politics
#poverty
162 reads
4 Comments
The Throb Beneath
I've gotten way more sex
by being an asshole than being a gentleman
so what's the impetus to be better
when I know my toxicity is a
secret turn on for you
secreted between thighs and all those midnight sighs
I creep and seep in spaces where your Rose
and chocolate 10 inch dildos
could never fulfill the Musk of my Masculinity
cuz God doesn't make replacement parts
objectifying acts until emotions come into play
thus the dearly departed we've become
when things don't work out...
by being an asshole than being a gentleman
so what's the impetus to be better
when I know my toxicity is a
secret turn on for you
secreted between thighs and all those midnight sighs
I creep and seep in spaces where your Rose
and chocolate 10 inch dildos
could never fulfill the Musk of my Masculinity
cuz God doesn't make replacement parts
objectifying acts until emotions come into play
thus the dearly departed we've become
when things don't work out...
#love
#sex
#humankind #emotional
#humankind #emotional
212 reads
4 Comments
The Plume Of She
there was no
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
foreseeable poem on my horizon
until she strutted by
epitomizing sheer poetry in slowed-motion
kaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop it
got me stuck between the realm of boys to men
brought back a remembered joy to pen
waxing rhapsodic...I got it bad
watching her move from a figment
to the firmament of my swooning imagination
cascading down in a technicolor gown
brown skin crowned by a natural grown afro
smearing pastels and oil paints ...
#women
#beauty
#WritingPoetry #inspirational
#WritingPoetry #inspirational
159 reads
3 Comments
Melt
i remember how
you lingered in my periphery
an exquisite dame indeed
with a soft ember wafting from your soul
seducing my sub-conscious..
with a nurturing verbiage
draped in never-before-seen footage
rekindling a sacred relic
that something absent in the-man-eye
nursing my blind spots
slow burning my spirit kettle...
making me hot under blue collared mannerisms
with your kindred flame
like a benign seductress...
you lingered in my periphery
an exquisite dame indeed
with a soft ember wafting from your soul
seducing my sub-conscious..
with a nurturing verbiage
draped in never-before-seen footage
rekindling a sacred relic
that something absent in the-man-eye
nursing my blind spots
slow burning my spirit kettle...
making me hot under blue collared mannerisms
with your kindred flame
like a benign seductress...
#fire
#lover
#gratitude
#passion
#spiritual
198 reads
3 Comments
When.....
When was the last time
I smothered my face in your private place?
The last time I felt your fingers velvet rope my dreads
As I gave you head ?
Did my tongue script your body a novel?
Licked you Harlequin Romance style
Watch you squirm and grovel incoherent prayers to an un-seen god?
Yes, my darling..it's been a while
Since I've spread your thighs and traversed the Nile of you
The wile of you reciprocated
Sucking down such raw...
I smothered my face in your private place?
The last time I felt your fingers velvet rope my dreads
As I gave you head ?
Did my tongue script your body a novel?
Licked you Harlequin Romance style
Watch you squirm and grovel incoherent prayers to an un-seen god?
Yes, my darling..it's been a while
Since I've spread your thighs and traversed the Nile of you
The wile of you reciprocated
Sucking down such raw...
#erotic
#memories
261 reads
7 Comments
Re-Turn...To Eden
Rain..poured down
Sensing there was a draught
I needed to somehow About Face
Find a way to retrace my steps
Sift through muddied Sand
Recover lost Bones
Hone and Honor God's gifts
Upset the Apple-cart
As a Dust-Crafted Man Created
Apart from.....
Sensing there was a draught
I needed to somehow About Face
Find a way to retrace my steps
Sift through muddied Sand
Recover lost Bones
Hone and Honor God's gifts
Upset the Apple-cart
As a Dust-Crafted Man Created
Apart from.....
#LifeStruggles
#God
#learning
#philosophical
#prayer
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Naajir