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OG-Poetry
Published
Today 3:56pm
Today 3:56pm
… pressure for measure
just five pounds
is all it takes,
to end a life,
to make hearts break,
from life to death
is the measure,
with five pounds,
of index pressure.
is all it takes,
to end a life,
to make hearts break,
from life to death
is the measure,
with five pounds,
of index pressure.
#corruption
#murder
#death
#GunControl
#greed
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AspergerPoet56
Bumped Today 3:28pm
22nd Mar 2019 4:39pm
22nd Mar 2019 4:39pm
Echoes Of A Love
Echoes of a love
That keeps calling
Whisperings to the heart
That keeps knocking
The mind occupied with images
Dreams of what could be
Tracing the essence of you
It a sensual binding of beings
Essence mixing with essence
A new compound of love
Where natural scents and aromas
Merge into a more potent perfume
That we both inhale
Both are taken by its delicious scent
As it seeps into our consciousness
A subtle reminder of what we are
Have become to each other
We constantly ache to touch
Seeking...
That keeps calling
Whisperings to the heart
That keeps knocking
The mind occupied with images
Dreams of what could be
Tracing the essence of you
It a sensual binding of beings
Essence mixing with essence
A new compound of love
Where natural scents and aromas
Merge into a more potent perfume
That we both inhale
Both are taken by its delicious scent
As it seeps into our consciousness
A subtle reminder of what we are
Have become to each other
We constantly ache to touch
Seeking...
#love
#dreams
#lover
349 reads
4 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Published
Today 2:48pm
Today 2:48pm
Warm Showers
The same hands that soothed the fevered brows of her now-grown children kneaded dough for the dinner rolls, served hot this evening. She had outlived two husbands and one child, but her smile could clear the river valley below her home of fog in seconds.
Her finger touched mine as she passed the plate and it felt like a cool wind through a crack in the door. I caught my breath while thinking of the stories in those fingers.
I smiled while pouring honey over the hot buttered roll. Glenda’s face softened as if remembering others who’d taken nourishment from her bread. ...
Her finger touched mine as she passed the plate and it felt like a cool wind through a crack in the door. I caught my breath while thinking of the stories in those fingers.
I smiled while pouring honey over the hot buttered roll. Glenda’s face softened as if remembering others who’d taken nourishment from her bread. ...
#sex
#travel
#aging
17 reads
2 Comments
Wired6
Published
Today 2:06pm
Today 2:06pm
X1--The Cotton Wool Blues.
The smell.
I should have realised,yet again,
You'd been between another's thighs.
What a disguise.
What a filthy cotton wool of fucking lies.
What a great show you keep trying,albeit terribly,
2 hide from my eyes.
Every night,once you finally cum 2 our bed.
I can smell your hoar.
Your rotten,stinking hoar,
as if she were right here in our bed,
all fucking over your head.
But still I stay quiet,and just carry on,
as if nothings wrong.
One move forward,
but two moves on first move.
Such...
I should have realised,yet again,
You'd been between another's thighs.
What a disguise.
What a filthy cotton wool of fucking lies.
What a great show you keep trying,albeit terribly,
2 hide from my eyes.
Every night,once you finally cum 2 our bed.
I can smell your hoar.
Your rotten,stinking hoar,
as if she were right here in our bed,
all fucking over your head.
But still I stay quiet,and just carry on,
as if nothings wrong.
One move forward,
but two moves on first move.
Such...
#bittersweet
8 reads
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PoetSpeak
Published
Today 1:42pm
Today 1:42pm
Secret Door
My home
My chamber
My art
Open the door
To my world
Secrets
Creation
Life
My chamber
My art
Open the door
To my world
Secrets
Creation
Life
#secrets
#LifeChangingMoment
#art #philosophical
#art #philosophical
26 reads
3 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Published
Today 1:10pm
Today 1:10pm
True to my word
#erotic
#dreams
#sexy
30 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
Published
Today 12:37pm
Today 12:37pm
MY STILLNESS AWAITS
As I awaken from a dream that has awaken me, as I am still here in this world alive and still breathing. Yet I have to take sometime to adjust my life and mind to the truth, that from the darkness I had to learn to experience life from a different perspective. Yet through those troubling times, I learn that we have to go through some rough times to appreciate, the good blessings of our lives. For as I deal with my cancer treatments going through chemotherapy, I am still not afraid of what the future will bring or become for me. As I am feeling no pain nor regret for living my life as I did...
#strength
#courage
#gratitude
#cancer
#StreamOfConsciousness
10 reads
2 Comments
joeborg
Published
Today 12:26pm
Today 12:26pm
effectively cold
The winter came in just a flick
The cold hit harder than a brick,
Bathing costumes from the summer
Have now turned out to be sour,
No transition in the weather
To our jackets we’ll surrender,
From the heat down to this cold
We will feel it as a twofold,
Grab a hot brew by your screen
Warm your hands right in between,
Start the chat and look me up
Read my poem sip that cup.
The cold hit harder than a brick,
Bathing costumes from the summer
Have now turned out to be sour,
No transition in the weather
To our jackets we’ll surrender,
From the heat down to this cold
We will feel it as a twofold,
Grab a hot brew by your screen
Warm your hands right in between,
Start the chat and look me up
Read my poem sip that cup.
#motivational
#lover
#uplifting #passion
#uplifting #passion
6 reads
0 Comments
Wired6
Published
Today 11:50am
Today 11:50am
Rights.
Strong emphasis on the Will.
©Wired6. 12/11/2021
©Wired6. 12/11/2021
#motivational
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oskar
Published
Today 11:16am
Today 11:16am
random journey
Random Journey
Is the inception of a voyage the end of abstract nothingness?
Or the beginning of conscious life as driving to town buying the papers.
I remember a song, “Set sail at Sunset.” humming the words.
A red sun and calm sea, this not the crossing of Styx after sundown
ss it immaturity making fun of me again you can’t sail to Afghanistan?
I can sail there in a balloon and land where the Taliban shoots holes in the sky
smoke American cigarettes, we can drink coffee and have a natter.
The problem is, you can’t see any women like they do...
Is the inception of a voyage the end of abstract nothingness?
Or the beginning of conscious life as driving to town buying the papers.
I remember a song, “Set sail at Sunset.” humming the words.
A red sun and calm sea, this not the crossing of Styx after sundown
ss it immaturity making fun of me again you can’t sail to Afghanistan?
I can sail there in a balloon and land where the Taliban shoots holes in the sky
smoke American cigarettes, we can drink coffee and have a natter.
The problem is, you can’t see any women like they do...
#books
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#passion
#reading
7 reads
0 Comments
drone
Published
Today 10:37am
Today 10:37am
I Believe In
Here my son
Take this food
I can see
You and your Child
Are Hungry
It is
A Gift from god
No priest
It Is Not
A Gift
From a god
It Is A Gift
From You
A Kind Human Being
It is You
I thank
It is You
I Believe
Take this food
I can see
You and your Child
Are Hungry
It is
A Gift from god
No priest
It Is Not
A Gift
From a god
It Is A Gift
From You
A Kind Human Being
It is You
I thank
It is You
I Believe
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
7 reads
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