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runningturtle87
Published
Today 8:31am
Today 8:31am
I Don't Own You
I Don't Own You
I got ahead,
and
I brought
some others
with me.
Together,
we built more.
That allowed us
to help others.
And then
those people
helped us.
Everybody got
what they needed.
And everybody
got something.
My wealth
does not depend
on the poverty
of others.
I got ahead,
and
I brought
some others
with me.
Together,
we built more.
That allowed us
to help others.
And then
those people
helped us.
Everybody got
what they needed.
And everybody
got something.
My wealth
does not depend
on the poverty
of others.
#BDSM
#sensual
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wallyroo92
Published
Today 5:42am
Today 5:42am
Achernar Eridanus
Further and farther into the universe
Out into the far and wide unknown
My love feels like it travels across time
Mesmerized and awed but never alone
Into the vast distance where stars burn
Past beginnings and origins of creation
My love explores the stellar heavens
With exhilarating extraordinary elation
Faraway into the utmost reaches of the cosmos
Where even the strongest light hasn’t beamed
My love goes on a journey faster and more distant
To where imagination has not even yet dreamed
Maybe it’s because I love...
Out into the far and wide unknown
My love feels like it travels across time
Mesmerized and awed but never alone
Into the vast distance where stars burn
Past beginnings and origins of creation
My love explores the stellar heavens
With exhilarating extraordinary elation
Faraway into the utmost reaches of the cosmos
Where even the strongest light hasn’t beamed
My love goes on a journey faster and more distant
To where imagination has not even yet dreamed
Maybe it’s because I love...
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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wallyroo92
Published
Today 5:41am
Today 5:41am
Ancestors
Last night I dreamt
my boys and I carried my father’s coffin
on the way to his final resting site
and when I accidentally tripped
his casket opened
and the man opened his eyes
looked at me and he asked “se acabo?”
(Is it over?)
I said “Yep, the party’s over pops
You gotta rest”
I woke up thinking about him
about his father too
how they died a before their time
how I didn’t find out more about my ancestors
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my boys and I carried my father’s coffin
on the way to his final resting site
and when I accidentally tripped
his casket opened
and the man opened his eyes
looked at me and he asked “se acabo?”
(Is it over?)
I said “Yep, the party’s over pops
You gotta rest”
I woke up thinking about him
about his father too
how they died a before their time
how I didn’t find out more about my ancestors
62 Unique Words
82 Total
#death
#father
#graveyard #grief
#graveyard #grief
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Published
Today 5:36am
Today 5:36am
Zomb
rail against the night: take flight in deadly sin
Obscure your scene and take note of me
romancing a moment within the heated need
Bespelled by the Master of Metal
whose guitar riffs deliver
a driving beat to pound the nails
of your unholy crucifixion
Dreaded scorn, you are adored
Raging against the norm with visions told
seen on the aether, the demons teem willingly
Through the screen, magic is cast
a metal blasphemy
Enter the jackals who wish to emulate you
No one can ever claim your Sadistic reign
a...
Obscure your scene and take note of me
romancing a moment within the heated need
Bespelled by the Master of Metal
whose guitar riffs deliver
a driving beat to pound the nails
of your unholy crucifixion
Dreaded scorn, you are adored
Raging against the norm with visions told
seen on the aether, the demons teem willingly
Through the screen, magic is cast
a metal blasphemy
Enter the jackals who wish to emulate you
No one can ever claim your Sadistic reign
a...
#dark
#love
32 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Published
Today 2:37am
Today 2:37am
dark artist channeling mischief
confusing, dark, it's an art to interpret
Thick with intent, it approaches
Don't show fear, better not
They will disrespect you
Make fun of your image
slander your name
lingo with a powerful accent
hell has its own spirit
My succubus license is granted
and ready to fly
The Master of the place is a stern man
My magic pure I pour out into the elements
rising on the aether
I'm going cariousing arousing the dread
Speaking in a language not understood by mortals
Evil is stunting wicked epiphany
Meek...
Thick with intent, it approaches
Don't show fear, better not
They will disrespect you
Make fun of your image
slander your name
lingo with a powerful accent
hell has its own spirit
My succubus license is granted
and ready to fly
The Master of the place is a stern man
My magic pure I pour out into the elements
rising on the aether
I'm going cariousing arousing the dread
Speaking in a language not understood by mortals
Evil is stunting wicked epiphany
Meek...
#dark
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averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Published
Today 1:50am
Today 1:50am
The bet
#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic
#seductive
#sexy
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Published
Today 1:30am
Today 1:30am
Just drifting with the winds
Here I am going through the process of cleaning, out my mind thoughts with my inner emotions, begins to calm me from within my own spiritual, subconsciousness of my new beginnings of my search of peace. For sure we will have to learn how can you, make it easier for you to be able to get away from the negativity 😔 For do you believe in your own dreams, that come with endless possibilities, can you imagine. WHAT it means to find a place that would be, just what you need and want. A beautiful place of calmness, by the grace of the sea, were you look out in the distance as far as you can...
#dialogue
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
12 reads
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DaisyGrace
Published
Today 1:08am
Today 1:08am
Image Description
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds –
soaring whispers, screeching undulations
that paint and swim through cotton candy sunsets;
a single sparrow flitting through a hot afternoon,
spreading song and smile thick like jam.
It should be the smell of honeysuckle
in the sticky July dusk,
the perfume collecting in your nostrils
while you pinch pistils and stamens
to suck the nectar droplets into your warm mouth.
It should be truth, but it might
be a lie; an empty doorway waiting;
the spark of life; a...
As the flight of birds –
soaring whispers, screeching undulations
that paint and swim through cotton candy sunsets;
a single sparrow flitting through a hot afternoon,
spreading song and smile thick like jam.
It should be the smell of honeysuckle
in the sticky July dusk,
the perfume collecting in your nostrils
while you pinch pistils and stamens
to suck the nectar droplets into your warm mouth.
It should be truth, but it might
be a lie; an empty doorway waiting;
the spark of life; a...
#WritingPoetry
1 read
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Published
24th Mar 2021 4:21am
24th Mar 2021 4:21am
My Poetry Hose
My wife thinks I’m cheating on her with my poetry hose
I suppose my verse comes close to being fully exposed
So when I compose I like to be a little gross and verbose
But unlike pros, my prose probes propositions to oppose
She says: That’s indecent, what are you trying to disclose?
I’ve been known to hone in on the zone with a racy tone
The titter and titillation helps keep everyone on their toes
But these are not pornos so leave my poor nose alone!
It’s cheeky, sassy, asinine and full of innuendoes
The slurs can spur a...
I suppose my verse comes close to being fully exposed
So when I compose I like to be a little gross and verbose
But unlike pros, my prose probes propositions to oppose
She says: That’s indecent, what are you trying to disclose?
I’ve been known to hone in on the zone with a racy tone
The titter and titillation helps keep everyone on their toes
But these are not pornos so leave my poor nose alone!
It’s cheeky, sassy, asinine and full of innuendoes
The slurs can spur a...
#rhyming
#funny
#WritingPoetry #dirty
#WritingPoetry #dirty
573 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Published
Yesterday 00:16am
Yesterday 00:16am
The End Of Our Journey
I will try & reach the end
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
To see what I've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of an era
Let us go to the end
To see what we've become
This is the beginning of the end
The end of our journey
This star once shined so bright
It is now a death star
Some have escaped, others will not
And the countdown to extinction has begun
Will there be new horizons and beyond?
Or is this the end to many of our identities?
It is up to you and only you to make that final decision
#choices
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
43 reads
7 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Published
Yesterday 11:36pm
Yesterday 11:36pm
There are drugs and there are drugs
Hey so I realized that I never wrote a drug poem. I wanted to hit every one of the themes this year. So this is not a poem but here is something.
A while back me and some friends decided that we are going to have a house party and have a good time.
Everyone was designated to bring something. I brought a couple of bottles of liquor and some chips. ( no I did not do any dip. I was not designated to bring that.)
We had everything. Food, drinks, music, and whatnot.
Let me explain what Whatnot is before weed was legal. We had that. ...
A while back me and some friends decided that we are going to have a house party and have a good time.
Everyone was designated to bring something. I brought a couple of bottles of liquor and some chips. ( no I did not do any dip. I was not designated to bring that.)
We had everything. Food, drinks, music, and whatnot.
Let me explain what Whatnot is before weed was legal. We had that. ...
#StreamOfConsciousness
46 reads
5 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Published
Yesterday 11:02pm
Yesterday 11:02pm
~a nobody
agelessly…
much such countless
stories to poems written
walls raised, wars fought
walls broken, peace sought
all for
love
yes, this love
that is never a crime
& the only truth..
this nobody too
is now in love with you..
coloured as a tender dawn
in hues of the sacred sun
& donning the lucid language
of the shrill chirpy skylarks
as the holy Sanskrit mantras
in the hymning.. rising warmth
of a...
much such countless
stories to poems written
walls raised, wars fought
walls broken, peace sought
all for
love
yes, this love
that is never a crime
& the only truth..
this nobody too
is now in love with you..
coloured as a tender dawn
in hues of the sacred sun
& donning the lucid language
of the shrill chirpy skylarks
as the holy Sanskrit mantras
in the hymning.. rising warmth
of a...
#love
45 reads
2 Comments
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