Submissions by LookAtTheLove
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Aug 2011 7:00pm
17th Aug 2011 7:00pm
A lover like you
Let the tip of your tongue
search my skin.
I press my hips into yours;
constantly needing more.
My only thought is
where your hands are going next.
Grab me and take control.
Push me against the wall.
Choke me until
I'm breathless with pleasure.
Make me feel the greatest pain.
I don't have patience
for a gentle touch.
Your mouth is relentless.
Your hands are urgent.
Release comes fast,
with a lover like you.
When you leave
my head is hazy.
My legs tremble;
I can't even walk....
search my skin.
I press my hips into yours;
constantly needing more.
My only thought is
where your hands are going next.
Grab me and take control.
Push me against the wall.
Choke me until
I'm breathless with pleasure.
Make me feel the greatest pain.
I don't have patience
for a gentle touch.
Your mouth is relentless.
Your hands are urgent.
Release comes fast,
with a lover like you.
When you leave
my head is hazy.
My legs tremble;
I can't even walk....
1874 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2011 1:25am
17th Aug 2011 1:25am
Nature's plan.
I have never been in love,
I thought that's what this was.
But, it was only lust.
Sex is never better
than when you're a
hormone ridden teen.
It was never love.
Just my body,
bombarded with estrogen.
I was going through puberty.
Human nature was telling me,
I need to procreate.
My brain was producing too much
dopamine and serotonin.
That's why I could think only of you.
It was infatuation.
Biology.
Pure and simple.
I thought that's what this was.
But, it was only lust.
Sex is never better
than when you're a
hormone ridden teen.
It was never love.
Just my body,
bombarded with estrogen.
I was going through puberty.
Human nature was telling me,
I need to procreate.
My brain was producing too much
dopamine and serotonin.
That's why I could think only of you.
It was infatuation.
Biology.
Pure and simple.
886 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 1:09am
12th Aug 2011 1:09am
I hate thinking of a title for my poems.
Walking in a daze,
thinking only of themselves.
The relentless haze never lifts
This haze, in fact, only thickens with age.
Running blindly through the years;
doing only what they're told.
Never reaching for more.
Not caring what the world holds.
Open your eyes;
Find the beauty you've passed.
Fulfill your hearts,
with it's wildest desires.
Discover the meaning
Your poor souls have ached for.
Let the rain fall.
Let it pour.
thinking only of themselves.
The relentless haze never lifts
This haze, in fact, only thickens with age.
Running blindly through the years;
doing only what they're told.
Never reaching for more.
Not caring what the world holds.
Open your eyes;
Find the beauty you've passed.
Fulfill your hearts,
with it's wildest desires.
Discover the meaning
Your poor souls have ached for.
Let the rain fall.
Let it pour.
767 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Jul 2011 7:23pm
15th Jul 2011 7:23pm
Untitled 3
Hate' does not accurately describe the way I feel. Every day I hope tragedy finds you.
I
said you could never get the best of me. While I tried to maintain the
peace you slithered in, like the venomous snake that you are, and
kidnapped the only thing that's ever mattered. What right do you have to
steal the only extension of myself I have ever loved?
When I
look into your eyes, I get chills from the evil that I see. You have no
morals; you have no soul. The only thing I regret in life is the day I met you.
I despise you.
I will not...
I
said you could never get the best of me. While I tried to maintain the
peace you slithered in, like the venomous snake that you are, and
kidnapped the only thing that's ever mattered. What right do you have to
steal the only extension of myself I have ever loved?
When I
look into your eyes, I get chills from the evil that I see. You have no
morals; you have no soul. The only thing I regret in life is the day I met you.
I despise you.
I will not...
785 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Jul 2011 5:09pm
15th Jul 2011 5:09pm
Breakdown
I'm sorry little one, but you cannot stay here.
I am just too selfish, you see,
to let you stay here inside of me.
Oh, the nights I've spent wishing I could keep you.
But, I am unfit.
I've got nothing to offer someone so precious.
Oh, the prayers I've said for you.
But as it is,
I'm left dreaming of you every night,
and who you could have been.
Please know my heart is gone with yours.
I'm so sorry little one.
I am just too selfish, you see,
to let you stay here inside of me.
Oh, the nights I've spent wishing I could keep you.
But, I am unfit.
I've got nothing to offer someone so precious.
Oh, the prayers I've said for you.
But as it is,
I'm left dreaming of you every night,
and who you could have been.
Please know my heart is gone with yours.
I'm so sorry little one.
1050 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2011 6:51pm
14th Jul 2011 6:51pm
Untitled 2
Write about what you've never done well,
so the words may bleed with your own personal hell.
I've never done love well
and I've never done you right.
I tried to warn you.
You'll be an empty shell by the time I'm through.
I have no soul,
didn't you know?
Eat at your heart,
till' your chest is as hollow as mine.
Then I'll leave you for dead,
already searching for my next kill.
so the words may bleed with your own personal hell.
I've never done love well
and I've never done you right.
I tried to warn you.
You'll be an empty shell by the time I'm through.
I have no soul,
didn't you know?
Eat at your heart,
till' your chest is as hollow as mine.
Then I'll leave you for dead,
already searching for my next kill.
745 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2011 6:26pm
14th Jul 2011 6:26pm
Untitled 1
Stand over me with no emotion; you can watch me bleed.
Your hands can search my body, looking for their place.
For life, I'll never plead.
No, I don't mind if you cut out my heart.
You need it more than I do.
Strip me of every organ; I don't need them anyway.
I'll still kiss you a thousand times,
try to fade the pain away.
Your hands can search my body, looking for their place.
For life, I'll never plead.
No, I don't mind if you cut out my heart.
You need it more than I do.
Strip me of every organ; I don't need them anyway.
I'll still kiss you a thousand times,
try to fade the pain away.
781 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by LookAtTheLove
Page:
