LOVENESS
Magdalena
Spartalena
Forum Posts: 3005
Spartalena
Tyrant of Words
62
Joined 21st Apr 2012Forum Posts: 3005
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slipalong
Forum Posts: 859
Dangerous Mind
43
Joined 1st Jan 2018Forum Posts: 859
MY All
It was as moon cast shadows, flee
and held me in that sense of wonderment
behold pure spirit, a mind of no impropriety
a table of such perfect elements
Hair swept on golden sandy shores
not baited hook that wears designer clothes
the prefect pebble and claim it as yours
pull down the moon, my need a baying wolf
Turbulence of eyes that meet
demure the questions and not blink
ask with hidden lust, inflection indiscreet
dream of nakedness beneath the mink
She carries the corsetry of unfettered flesh
erection carried high on stilted heel
jealous women, eye her pert firm breast's
peach youth upon her buttock's keel
Intellect in abundance
a lexicon no word could describe
not arm candy revealed with each inane utterance
for we two starting our own tribe
a KING with this Queen by my side
and held me in that sense of wonderment
behold pure spirit, a mind of no impropriety
a table of such perfect elements
Hair swept on golden sandy shores
not baited hook that wears designer clothes
the prefect pebble and claim it as yours
pull down the moon, my need a baying wolf
Turbulence of eyes that meet
demure the questions and not blink
ask with hidden lust, inflection indiscreet
dream of nakedness beneath the mink
She carries the corsetry of unfettered flesh
erection carried high on stilted heel
jealous women, eye her pert firm breast's
peach youth upon her buttock's keel
Intellect in abundance
a lexicon no word could describe
not arm candy revealed with each inane utterance
for we two starting our own tribe
a KING with this Queen by my side
Written by slipalong
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anvinvil
Anvillan
Forum Posts: 90
Anvillan
Fire of Insight
2
Joined 16th Feb 2020Forum Posts: 90
Beyond...
assault of images,
wonder of dreams,
break with reality.
drifting haze
obscure shapes
uncertainty reigns
heart that’s broken
heavy with loss
bleeding from hurt
soul that searches
questions it’s question
infinity is certain
world in chaos
is it catching
am I a victim
death is final
but not the end
faith says no
what’s beyond
imaginations door
afraid to open
wonder of dreams,
break with reality.
drifting haze
obscure shapes
uncertainty reigns
heart that’s broken
heavy with loss
bleeding from hurt
soul that searches
questions it’s question
infinity is certain
world in chaos
is it catching
am I a victim
death is final
but not the end
faith says no
what’s beyond
imaginations door
afraid to open
Written by anvinvil
(Anvillan)
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ManorMyth
Man_Or_Myth
Forum Posts: 44
Man_Or_Myth
Twisted Dreamer
2
Joined 14th Apr 2014Forum Posts: 44
A Shell
Take this heart of mine and ravage it in savagery.
Take it and consume the love it once held, the hope it once had...
Cause it will never fell the joy from another.
Cage it off from the love it once lost, Tossing it aside before another love crosses its path.
Let these emotions that that weighs heavy on this heart, crumb to dust.
Since I can no longer trust these feelings that warped itself to stone,
Choosing to forever be alone.
Let them drift with the wind,to carry the happiness that was once there...
The tears that were once shed...
The pain that was once felt.
And leave me to be an empty shell.
Take it and consume the love it once held, the hope it once had...
Cause it will never fell the joy from another.
Cage it off from the love it once lost, Tossing it aside before another love crosses its path.
Let these emotions that that weighs heavy on this heart, crumb to dust.
Since I can no longer trust these feelings that warped itself to stone,
Choosing to forever be alone.
Let them drift with the wind,to carry the happiness that was once there...
The tears that were once shed...
The pain that was once felt.
And leave me to be an empty shell.
Written by ManorMyth
(Man_Or_Myth)
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Calamityofgin
Forum Posts: 149
Fire of Insight
5
Joined 10th May 2020Forum Posts: 149
The bemused conclusion of a rose
In the limelight of once covenant
Feel and touch
Drops cling to the curling of my rose
(She darkens there, in the light of you)
I recoil in the gloaming
The shine shimmies
And bursts
To the floor
Of scattered leaves
And dried red petals
The moisture will not plumpen them
Or shout any good fragrance onto the breeze
You gaslight my blue abrasions
Creating phantasm on my skin
A silhouette of features I know well
Mouth and hummmm
Low vibratory calling
A song that sings
Eons into my existence
But I await
In crouch and ready pose
(My curl has not devastated my posture she may unbend herself)
To spring forth
Out of these blue black strikes
You have laid on my courage
My keeper has become
A tree that bears fruit
I will pluck from it
And willingly be put out
My flowering held in hand
Full bodied in the wildest
Temptation met with choice
And it darkens only the red of my lip
What is left erect
Myself
For your perversions grow only
When pressed inside my shadowy illusion
(So keep it to stroke some lonely afternoon)
My eye will grow to no longer notice
Any contusion
I shed my skin and walk out of apparition
Grace and beauty shown only
In a strong light
To those who might keep their shadows for themselves
Feel and touch
Drops cling to the curling of my rose
(She darkens there, in the light of you)
I recoil in the gloaming
The shine shimmies
And bursts
To the floor
Of scattered leaves
And dried red petals
The moisture will not plumpen them
Or shout any good fragrance onto the breeze
You gaslight my blue abrasions
Creating phantasm on my skin
A silhouette of features I know well
Mouth and hummmm
Low vibratory calling
A song that sings
Eons into my existence
But I await
In crouch and ready pose
(My curl has not devastated my posture she may unbend herself)
To spring forth
Out of these blue black strikes
You have laid on my courage
My keeper has become
A tree that bears fruit
I will pluck from it
And willingly be put out
My flowering held in hand
Full bodied in the wildest
Temptation met with choice
And it darkens only the red of my lip
What is left erect
Myself
For your perversions grow only
When pressed inside my shadowy illusion
(So keep it to stroke some lonely afternoon)
My eye will grow to no longer notice
Any contusion
I shed my skin and walk out of apparition
Grace and beauty shown only
In a strong light
To those who might keep their shadows for themselves
Written by Calamityofgin
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Anonymous
FreeLove87
SamuraiEde
Forum Posts: 43
SamuraiEde
Fire of Insight
1
Joined 24th Sep 2013Forum Posts: 43
I Love You in a Hi-Chew
I love you; I gave you a Hi-chew
I never denied you
And never tried to hide you
When I was lost I would always find you
You were my lil short girl, only a little over 5”2
Days with you were always sky blue
Now the road is mine and I’ve nowhere to ride to
Now I only see you from my side view
And there’s an ache when I pass by you
Did you even find the Hi-Chew?
It wasn’t grape but I hope the taste will guide you
Don’t let this space between us divide you
Don’t let another’s mask disguise you
I said I love you in that Hi-Chew
So much more than a simple haiku
The way things ended, I really want to despise you
But I couldn’t even if I tried to
Just know I said I love you in that Hi-Chew
I never denied you
And never tried to hide you
When I was lost I would always find you
You were my lil short girl, only a little over 5”2
Days with you were always sky blue
Now the road is mine and I’ve nowhere to ride to
Now I only see you from my side view
And there’s an ache when I pass by you
Did you even find the Hi-Chew?
It wasn’t grape but I hope the taste will guide you
Don’t let this space between us divide you
Don’t let another’s mask disguise you
I said I love you in that Hi-Chew
So much more than a simple haiku
The way things ended, I really want to despise you
But I couldn’t even if I tried to
Just know I said I love you in that Hi-Chew
Written by FreeLove87
(SamuraiEde)
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adagio
Forum Posts: 629
Tyrant of Words
5
Joined 15th Jan 2019Forum Posts: 629
Anonymous
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wallyroo92
Forum Posts: 1874
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 11th July 2012Forum Posts: 1874
Becoming One
Go back to the first time you ever laid
eyes on eachother, remember the electricity? Did you sense
the c o n n e c t i o n that was o n another level, did you revel in one
another’s presence as hearts beat in synchronicity? But for some of us the
emotion then takes on a journey, as i f traveling beyond the universe. W e begin
to t h i n k of words to express the feeling, dealing w i t h the specs o f these complex
sentence structures and put it down in verse. We get a nostalgia for things that haven’t
happened yet, but we then begin to imagine, it’s an aching that plagues the heart and
mind all the time, until the written stanzas make sense of it because then it feels like
passion. Yet t h e words written a r e n ’ t enough and so we dig deeper, trying to
understand t h e unknown, because their presence triggers a new sensation and
an elation, when the spirit wants more and it won’t be assuaged, just know we
can’t l i v e on dreams alone. Suddenly you find yourself in a whole o t h e r
realm, overwhelmed but enthused because somewhere in this heavenly
vision, your inspiration feeds you the words with precision and now
you’ve found your muse. And it’s h e r e where a poet finds the
definition of love, i n comprehending t h a t this becomes
the focal point in our lives. Everything we think and
feel, all the things we dream and seek, until it
comes to us, with open arms and an open
heart. And so it's done when these two
souls become whole because
the halves have
become
one.
eyes on eachother, remember the electricity? Did you sense
the c o n n e c t i o n that was o n another level, did you revel in one
another’s presence as hearts beat in synchronicity? But for some of us the
emotion then takes on a journey, as i f traveling beyond the universe. W e begin
to t h i n k of words to express the feeling, dealing w i t h the specs o f these complex
sentence structures and put it down in verse. We get a nostalgia for things that haven’t
happened yet, but we then begin to imagine, it’s an aching that plagues the heart and
mind all the time, until the written stanzas make sense of it because then it feels like
passion. Yet t h e words written a r e n ’ t enough and so we dig deeper, trying to
understand t h e unknown, because their presence triggers a new sensation and
an elation, when the spirit wants more and it won’t be assuaged, just know we
can’t l i v e on dreams alone. Suddenly you find yourself in a whole o t h e r
realm, overwhelmed but enthused because somewhere in this heavenly
vision, your inspiration feeds you the words with precision and now
you’ve found your muse. And it’s h e r e where a poet finds the
definition of love, i n comprehending t h a t this becomes
the focal point in our lives. Everything we think and
feel, all the things we dream and seek, until it
comes to us, with open arms and an open
heart. And so it's done when these two
souls become whole because
the halves have
become
one.
Written by wallyroo92
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Enamored
A violet taper molten pooled
the long soft sigh of autumn wind
sweet wild berries staining my tongue
an infinity between drops from the sky
smelling your earthy brown alpaca sweater
rolling and reveling
in a collage of you
the long soft sigh of autumn wind
sweet wild berries staining my tongue
an infinity between drops from the sky
smelling your earthy brown alpaca sweater
rolling and reveling
in a collage of you
Written by LilDragonFly
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adagio
Forum Posts: 629
Tyrant of Words
5
Joined 15th Jan 2019Forum Posts: 629
The Perfect Love
"If you love a flower, don’t pick it up.
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
~ Osho
Love is not a possession,
Or an object of obsession;
It is selfless, never selfish,
Understanding, never jealous.
It is caring, and non-intrusive,
It's not too daring or elusive;
It's forgiving, always giving,
Never hissing, never hitting.
It's an expression of appreciation,
Without aggression or depreciation;
Nor a single expectation—
Love should never be vexatious.
It's feeling so enraptured,
Without feeling like you're captured;
It's so beautiful and free,
In it's sweet serenity.
Love isn't always fun and games,
But it's never void of passion;
It's expressed in many different ways,
And in many different fashions.
Sometimes it's helping with the rent,
When every cent you have is spent.
Or providing a little moral support,
To build a better rapport.
Sometimes love's a shoulder to cry on,
When there's no one to rely on.
It's a listening ear, and an open mind,
It's unconditional and kind.
Lastly, love is like the perfect drug,
Highly contagious, like a bug
Once you're bitten, it is injected
And forever, you're infected!
Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love.
So if you love a flower, let it be.
Love is not about possession.
Love is about appreciation."
~ Osho
Love is not a possession,
Or an object of obsession;
It is selfless, never selfish,
Understanding, never jealous.
It is caring, and non-intrusive,
It's not too daring or elusive;
It's forgiving, always giving,
Never hissing, never hitting.
It's an expression of appreciation,
Without aggression or depreciation;
Nor a single expectation—
Love should never be vexatious.
It's feeling so enraptured,
Without feeling like you're captured;
It's so beautiful and free,
In it's sweet serenity.
Love isn't always fun and games,
But it's never void of passion;
It's expressed in many different ways,
And in many different fashions.
Sometimes it's helping with the rent,
When every cent you have is spent.
Or providing a little moral support,
To build a better rapport.
Sometimes love's a shoulder to cry on,
When there's no one to rely on.
It's a listening ear, and an open mind,
It's unconditional and kind.
Lastly, love is like the perfect drug,
Highly contagious, like a bug
Once you're bitten, it is injected
And forever, you're infected!
Written by NewBeginnings
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Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Forum Posts: 5295
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
21
Joined 25th Jan 2020Forum Posts: 5295
Lost in Love
My mind is lost
To the woman inside
I love so much
They turn me on
For they got my balls
Is pleasing me
My heart is chasing
What it want and need
For she takes my love:
Everywhere she goes
For the key to my heart is hers
To the woman inside
I love so much
They turn me on
For they got my balls
Is pleasing me
My heart is chasing
What it want and need
For she takes my love:
Everywhere she goes
For the key to my heart is hers
Written by Phantom2426
(Francisco J Vera)
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Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Forum Posts: 5295
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
21
Joined 25th Jan 2020Forum Posts: 5295
Burning Love
My Love for you
is tearing me up
cuz my soul can't
live without your
mind, body, spirit
that every time
the wind passes
I hear your name
and I can't take it
cuz I want you
inside of my:
mind, body, spirit
is tearing me up
cuz my soul can't
live without your
mind, body, spirit
that every time
the wind passes
I hear your name
and I can't take it
cuz I want you
inside of my:
mind, body, spirit
Written by Phantom2426
(Francisco J Vera)
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