Extremes

Take a normal thing, feeling, emotion, action, or something that effects you. Then write a poem about it, but take it to the extreme. For example; I wrote a poem once that talked about ripping out my guts, I took my hunger pains to the extreme. So make them good guys.

As many entries as you want. Title, tell me what you are making to the extreme also. No word limit, no collabs, and olds are allowed. Now go forth and write.

Just take something to the extreme.

This poem takes love to the extreme... even sending it into space!

- Winged Bliss -

In soaring, like an angel, on winged bliss,
I felt like dancing, across the very skies…
And for but the price of thy warmest kiss:
I would bring thee the sun as it doth rise!
No greater love could I bestow than this,
Nor nobler passion to between us realize.
Mayhap we could, to old Mars fly so far,
To paint hearts on that red planet’s sands!
Mayhap we could touch each distant star,
And visit on other worlds, ancient lands…
Bringing to the galaxy peace and not war.
Our only law being our love’s commands!

In fields of lilies, paradises beyond count,
Thy lips were thirsty, my mouth the fount.

Fleeter, than promises made in the throes,
Of passion, would be our flight, ecstatic…
Across that void which only a god knows.
Swift our wings, our course never erratic!
To touch the flower that celestial grows…
And feel its’ currents, intense and electric.
Could we hold the eye of Jupiter in hands?
Nay, for what hand could grasp a world!
Could we touch Saturn’s rings and bands?
Aye, as to some paradise we are hurled…
Obedient to passion’s maddest demands,
Needing no ship, with sails ever unfurled!

Love is the vessel that bears us with fire…
Its’ fizzling fuel: the fair halo of our desire.

All this I can bestow, if thou wilt but care,
In selfless devotion, for an angel such as I!
Be not afraid, and into my eyes, but stare.
Within them, my soul is laid bare, not shy!
Take the lily from my hand, pale and fair…
And speak my name as together we defy,
The darkness of the universe that reaches!
I ask naught else, and this is all I do seek:
To fly with thee where only love breaches,
All walls and barriers that kept us weak…
Yet, which are fragile, as passion teaches.
Let thy own wings emerge; be not meek!

I've tried to take the thoughts of addiction to another person to the extreme. Here goes anyway.


In pace, ut sapiens, aptarit idonea bello

They were days that were sun scorched
and beating
into the very veins of the earth

days that made the seconds count
with curled lips
and the glisten of adrenaline
that matched the diamonds in my eyes
where I was your favourite fuck-up
and chaos reigned
regally with a spiteful crown
and a face full of fear

and lies

pure, adulterated lies
that would smack like a palm
on white flesh
in an empty room,
we were condemned
to the echo of heart beats
rising from our chests
in twin rhythm

again
and again
and again

I wanted to learn
of the beast in you
the creature that would go
beyond boundaries to tilt the unstable,
the you that would slide fingers
down my dark side
to quiver on the pivot
of no return

I wanted you to break me
under a desolate sun
I begged to smash the sky
and swallow the pieces whole
if only to have a reminder
stick in my throat;
a loathsome memory
of the way I loved you

it was bitter-sweet conflict
in small hours when I would
burn your name across my heart
your chest beating heavily against mine
whispering
to the egotistical God in you
that I don't need a damn reason
to hate you the way I fucking do

I loved until
I lusted
and ate till
I grew fat
and wrote
and wrote
a million words
until they
sounded still
and flat

Headache

My skull is crumbling
I rake my fingers ruthlessly
Into my brain
Trying desperately to shred away the pain

Cotton envelops my senses
A congealed and festering puddle
That sends lightening shocks
stabbing my temples ruthlessly

Oh, how I beg for this torture to dissipate,
I lay in the wreckage
Of my splintered cranium
And dissolve into a merciful darkness

Thanks everyone.

Thank you Levi

I Love You More"

I told him if he did it,
One.more.FUCKING.time,
I'd jump from the bridge of sanity,
And lose MY fucking mind.

I'd puff up just like he does,
When he gives me a chance to back down,
Then clockhim in his mouth and whisper,
"Don't you make a sound."

I'd drag him up the hallways stairs,
By nothing but his hair.
When I look down and see him whimper,
I'll act like I don't care.

I'll knock him down and drag him up
And kiss his bleeding lips.
And when my anger starts subsiding,
I'll grab him by his hips.

I'll tell him all of him is mine,
And he must do what i say.
I'll do everything he's done to me,
I'll make him fear but make him stay.

Then I'll remind him of the good times,
How cold nights can get alone.
I'll show him cut-outs of a family,
A life we'll have, a home.

I'll make him want me close,
So that our bodies can find peace,
And remind him then how every time we lay,
Our hearts always sync beats.

So that he can know the heartbreak,
And the way a world can spin,
When you see the only hands you've ever trusted,
Suddenly have you pinned.

The pity and hate and sorrow,
And love and longing and fear,
To push him away in passion,
Or to comfort him draw him near?

I'll make him see through my eyes,
What he's been failing to find.
How loving a monster can make some one,
Spinning, lose her mind.

So if he does it one more time,
I've warned him, I will snap.
Instead of looking up, ashamed,
And crawling to his lap.

He should heed my warning: for I've seen lots of sins.
But looking up at a man from the floor
Is the closest to insanity
That I've ever been.

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MY SEXUAL DESIRE IS EXTREME

i need a fucking so hard that i bleed from the friction

i need a fucking so hard that i think you are up to my throat

i need a fucking so hard that it is painful

i need a fucking so hard that i cannot walk properly


my cunt is in clear view

it is leaking from the thought of you

my legs are spread as wide as i can

my body says please from hunger

the hunger has become an ache

the ache has become cramps

i writhe in lust, fingers spreading myself


so forget to knock on the door

forget to ask politely

just shove it in

tell me i am your whore

who deserves the hardest fuck

a women ever had to endure


rip my insides up

i am no good for anything but a fuck

fuck me as long as you can

if you need help

bring in another man

use me up until i am black and blue

barely conscious

leaking and bleeding

then abandon me

i don't want your help or pity

i just want you to fuck me.

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This is FICTION...if it offends...I will withdraw it.

HannahRose,  I LOVE this poem, it seems as if you've walked inside my shoes.
Very very good and real to me.



HannahRose said:I Love You More"

I told him if he did it,
One.more.FUCKING.time,
I'd jump from the bridge of sanity,
And lose MY fucking mind.

I'd puff up just like he does,
When he gives me a chance to back down,
Then clockhim in his mouth and whisper,
"Don't you make a sound."

I'd drag him up the hallways stairs,
By nothing but his hair.
When I look down and see him whimper,
I'll act like I don't care.

I'll knock him down and drag him up
And kiss his bleeding lips.
And when my anger starts subsiding,
I'll grab him by his hips.

I'll tell him all of him is mine,
And he must do what i say.
I'll do everything he's done to me,
I'll make him fear but make him stay.

Then I'll remind him of the good times,
How cold nights can get alone.
I'll show him cut-outs of a family,
A life we'll have, a home.

I'll make him want me close,
So that our bodies can find peace,
And remind him then how every time we lay,
Our hearts always sync beats.

So that he can know the heartbreak,
And the way a world can spin,
When you see the only hands you've ever trusted,
Suddenly have you pinned.

The pity and hate and sorrow,
And love and longing and fear,
To push him away in passion,
Or to comfort him draw him near?

I'll make him see through my eyes,
What he's been failing to find.
How loving a monster can make some one,
Spinning, lose her mind.

So if he does it one more time,
I've warned him, I will snap.
Instead of looking up, ashamed,
And crawling to his lap.

He should heed my warning: for I've seen lots of sins.
But looking up at a man from the floor
Is the closest to insanity
That I've ever been.

You guys are over thinking it, Always got my point, I will extend it a week. Thanks for the entries though.

" The Heat"

I hate being hot, I'm inside my home
The AC is on and cooling the room.
I walk to the door and twist on the knob
The door opens up, to find me on the sun.
It punches my face!
It slaps on my chest!
The sweat starts a pouring, and out comes the test.
I know its life giving, but boy does it hurt.
I feel like it's trying
To put me in the dirt!

"I'm Cold!"

The icicles are frozen tiny shreds in my blood
My organs are like solid and shivering stone.
I don't want to move away from this spot
For fear I will shatter from bottom to top.
My lungs are still moving,
My breath still inhales...
...the "Hot" looming water thoughts
I wish would impale.

Bored

I'm so fucking bored!
I think I'm going to die
Have mercy on me Lord
I'd rather watch paint dry
I had more fun counting the cracks
On my bedroom walls
I'm restless and I can't relax
No stimulation at all
I can hear the flies buzzing
Their annoying symphony in my ear
I just can't sit here and do nothing
I have to get out of here
Escape from my dungeon
Experience my adrenaline
What's the malfunction?
Let me lose my innocence
And as the clock ticks
It echoes in my brain
A quarter past six
I'm about to go insane
Tick tock, tick tock
It just won't stop
The momentum of a rock
I need to feel that pop
I'm not getting any younger
And life is too short
Then I'm left to wonder
Did I make plans of any sort?
I'm dying over here
From a severe case of boredom
Did I make myself clear?
Do I have to create a forum?
Slow, painful, agonizing death
Let's at least have a little fun
With what time I have left