Submissions by BillyScribePaige (Katleho Holoane)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2015 6:42am
3rd Apr 2015 6:42am
Hapiness in the City
Let's get up to no good tonight, go out the window and over the gate into the world, where we'll run with the wind and follow the city lights.
Tonight; we'll party, drink like its our last time, we'll have fun, we'll dance, scream, get laid.
Tomorrow, we'll reminisce about the good times, drink coffee, play 30 seconds to fight the hangover, eat ice-cream and laugh about the stupid stuff we did.
Love and be loved, most importantly chase happiness before chasing people or whatever it may be that you think you love.
Love won't come to you in your lechery but...
Tonight; we'll party, drink like its our last time, we'll have fun, we'll dance, scream, get laid.
Tomorrow, we'll reminisce about the good times, drink coffee, play 30 seconds to fight the hangover, eat ice-cream and laugh about the stupid stuff we did.
Love and be loved, most importantly chase happiness before chasing people or whatever it may be that you think you love.
Love won't come to you in your lechery but...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Mar 2015 5:09am
5th Mar 2015 5:09am
A Love So Great
If I was to find the perfect lover or what to me seems to be 'The One' I wouldn't write about her, not because I don't want to but because there are no words that would be able to explain or even come close to defining a love so great it makes you feel like you're walking on air, breathing on mars or even sitting on clouds.
Brushing our teeth in the morning, cuddling for the late night movie on friday and you in my shirt on sunday.
That kiss on monday morning before we left for work, and that hint she gave me on saturday with a little bit of tongue in the goodnight kiss. ...
Brushing our teeth in the morning, cuddling for the late night movie on friday and you in my shirt on sunday.
That kiss on monday morning before we left for work, and that hint she gave me on saturday with a little bit of tongue in the goodnight kiss. ...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 1:27pm
24th Feb 2015 1:27pm
I Want You
I want you, in my mind, in my arms and in between the sheets, where I'll tease you with my fingers, tongue and lips, where I'll build the anticipation so much that liquid love will run down your thighs, your sighs will be stopped by deep kisses with tongue fights that last so long you'll lose yourself in the imagination of feeling me inside you.
I want to make you reach the highest point of pleasure and let you dwell there for a few minutes maybe even seconds, and when you least expect it, make you surpass your peak and reach a realm of pleasure so deep, slow, sensual, fiery ... I...
I want to make you reach the highest point of pleasure and let you dwell there for a few minutes maybe even seconds, and when you least expect it, make you surpass your peak and reach a realm of pleasure so deep, slow, sensual, fiery ... I...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2015 5:23am
2nd Feb 2015 5:23am
Intoxicated lust
Roll one up
Flash backs of what just happened a few hours back
You saw her at the club, dancing with such rhythm, you were lost in the music and you went over to her.
She connected with you right away, you were drunk enough to ask her to have a drink with you and she was about as intoxicated as you to ask you to take her home.
So you get to the motel, late night, you finish your drink just outside the door, toss the bottle to the side walk and break the silence.
As you lock the door to the room and look at her already half naked on the bed, sniffin' one up, you notice...
Flash backs of what just happened a few hours back
You saw her at the club, dancing with such rhythm, you were lost in the music and you went over to her.
She connected with you right away, you were drunk enough to ask her to have a drink with you and she was about as intoxicated as you to ask you to take her home.
So you get to the motel, late night, you finish your drink just outside the door, toss the bottle to the side walk and break the silence.
As you lock the door to the room and look at her already half naked on the bed, sniffin' one up, you notice...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
2nd Feb 2015 3:54am
2nd Feb 2015 3:54am
The Box
I keep a box, its not like any other box, but any other person would think it's the same old box disturbed people keep with them, simply because it has a huge two scratched on the bottom.
Inside this box of mine I keep stories, from stories of days I spent endlessly coughing in the hospital reception, to rainy days I spent writing about my visit to the country where I met a young girl of only sixteen.
See I wasn't sure whether she was part of my subconscious dream that started while driving here and I was dodging obstacles until we made it to the traffic light before the last...
Inside this box of mine I keep stories, from stories of days I spent endlessly coughing in the hospital reception, to rainy days I spent writing about my visit to the country where I met a young girl of only sixteen.
See I wasn't sure whether she was part of my subconscious dream that started while driving here and I was dodging obstacles until we made it to the traffic light before the last...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 5:08pm
1st Feb 2015 5:08pm
Love, Sex and Drugs
Late night and we're at it again, Good God how I missed the intimate intimacy, the slow, fiery love and the reflecting after it was all done.
I should have left but it didn't seem right, that's why I had to fight, for you? No, but for my own pleasure, which we both seem to cater so much for.
I love the love and I hate the distance sometimes, how we part in our thoughts into an alternate world where we're really happy and fixed up, where we're not addicted to things which I shouldn't mention or even have in my line of thought.
I sometimes wonder where we might end up, I...
I should have left but it didn't seem right, that's why I had to fight, for you? No, but for my own pleasure, which we both seem to cater so much for.
I love the love and I hate the distance sometimes, how we part in our thoughts into an alternate world where we're really happy and fixed up, where we're not addicted to things which I shouldn't mention or even have in my line of thought.
I sometimes wonder where we might end up, I...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 3:26pm
1st Feb 2015 3:26pm
-Untitled-
To her, all she wanted was a good life filled with complete happiness, I for one know that she was once happy, but she didn't want happiness because people fear what they don't understand.
Her whole life happiness was just a word that connected a few thoughts that worked together to bring about a smile on her face, that lasted almost as long as the word itself.
She didn't want to follow in the footsteps of women that were damaged by the system at her age, who say they were looking for happiness, or what they thought it was, when they stripped their femininity and decency....
Her whole life happiness was just a word that connected a few thoughts that worked together to bring about a smile on her face, that lasted almost as long as the word itself.
She didn't want to follow in the footsteps of women that were damaged by the system at her age, who say they were looking for happiness, or what they thought it was, when they stripped their femininity and decency....
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 7:50am
1st Feb 2015 7:50am
A Love Poem
Do you ever think about me when it rains, like I think about you when there's air. Do you ever wonder how I am, what I'm doing or even if I'm hungry or not.
If I were to tell you how I truly felt I wouldn't finish today, I wouldn't finish in the next year, but I would finish when life ends and it does us part, still I doubt it would end.
Our love would be written in books, we'd be the next Bonnie and Clyde, we'd be Billy and ...
I've always wanted to write you a love poem, just to let you know how I feel, but still it would be a grain of sand in the desert. What I...
If I were to tell you how I truly felt I wouldn't finish today, I wouldn't finish in the next year, but I would finish when life ends and it does us part, still I doubt it would end.
Our love would be written in books, we'd be the next Bonnie and Clyde, we'd be Billy and ...
I've always wanted to write you a love poem, just to let you know how I feel, but still it would be a grain of sand in the desert. What I...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 6:54am
1st Feb 2015 6:54am
Abuse
I wanna write a poem, a dark poem, of how the shadow he threw onto her when standing in the doorway looking at her with drunken red eyes was so daunting, how it made her feel.
Scared.
How she would, scream and shout apologies for wrong doings she never even did, while being beaten until she would sometimes vomit.
How he almost raped her on that day, that day that the mother wasn't around, he felt her vulnerability and ordered her to come to his room, with her wounds screaming 'obey' she dragged herself there and he looked at her with what to her seemed the eyes of the...
Scared.
How she would, scream and shout apologies for wrong doings she never even did, while being beaten until she would sometimes vomit.
How he almost raped her on that day, that day that the mother wasn't around, he felt her vulnerability and ordered her to come to his room, with her wounds screaming 'obey' she dragged herself there and he looked at her with what to her seemed the eyes of the...
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