Submissions by Mikash (Michael Ash Sharbaugh)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I compose music and weave words -- primarily about sex, desire, and rejection. I am a hedonist with a big heart. I swim in emotion, and welcome 'feeling.'
SONG LYRICS
Published
5th Oct 2016 5:27pm
5th Oct 2016 5:27pm
Treacherous Thing
take a look in my direction
don’t let your pride hold you back
‘cos when it comes to touch
I ain’t no Indian giver
I have shown you that much
some say your love’s my addiction
some say your heart’s too hard to crack
‘cos when you come to touch
I’m left with a shiver
and marred by your smutch
—
woman, girl
marvelous invention of sun-warmed milk and sugar
you are the most treacherous thing
woman, girl
I found my inspiration and I love you like no other
you are the most treacherous thing
—
just...
don’t let your pride hold you back
‘cos when it comes to touch
I ain’t no Indian giver
I have shown you that much
some say your love’s my addiction
some say your heart’s too hard to crack
‘cos when you come to touch
I’m left with a shiver
and marred by your smutch
—
woman, girl
marvelous invention of sun-warmed milk and sugar
you are the most treacherous thing
woman, girl
I found my inspiration and I love you like no other
you are the most treacherous thing
—
just...
582 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Oct 2016 7:55am
3rd Oct 2016 7:55am
Beat Off
I beat off alone,
Must squeeze My cock to the bone—
My hand is not You.
Must squeeze My cock to the bone—
My hand is not You.
650 reads
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SONG LYRICS
Published
2nd Oct 2016 8:08pm
2nd Oct 2016 8:08pm
Strange Angel
home
I am home again
in the foaming ebb
of waves at your feet
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
shown
I am shown again
to be alone again
I’d fade obsolete
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
since I’ve been loving you
the sky’s opened up
no higher flight
without you...
I am home again
in the foaming ebb
of waves at your feet
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
shown
I am shown again
to be alone again
I’d fade obsolete
—
funny [how]
[how] her feet don’t touch the ground
been out of the churches for so long
yet because of she
I am closer to thee
—
since I’ve been loving you
the sky’s opened up
no higher flight
without you...
579 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2016 8:08pm
2nd Oct 2016 8:08pm
... lust feeds ...
lust feeds
voraciously the
swollen appetite
voraciously the
swollen appetite
531 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Sep 2016 3:28pm
28th Sep 2016 3:28pm
Remiss
Tumbling into an abyss,
Fumbling with ev’ry kiss,
We are precariously close
to a fatal dose
of ‘Forever’—perhaps remiss.
Fumbling with ev’ry kiss,
We are precariously close
to a fatal dose
of ‘Forever’—perhaps remiss.
504 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Sep 2016 3:28pm
28th Sep 2016 3:28pm
Mid-Night Coffee [She Ground My Beans]
My mid-night coffee
I remember drinking You in—
a chaser to the love-juices
that had crept in between Her legs.
Stroked and now stoked,
used, but ne’er abused—
for selflessly, She ground My beans.
I remember drinking You in—
a chaser to the love-juices
that had crept in between Her legs.
Stroked and now stoked,
used, but ne’er abused—
for selflessly, She ground My beans.
660 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Sep 2016 5:25pm
27th Sep 2016 5:25pm
Be There ...
I whittle away at words
with You on My mind,
broken and splintered,
but ‘whole’ nonetheless.
Ne’er has a person touched Me like You do touch Me.
Ne’er has a human twisted My insides so completely
that My creamy syrup seems secondary to My willing words.
Be there for Me soon;
I cannot wait another day.
with You on My mind,
broken and splintered,
but ‘whole’ nonetheless.
Ne’er has a person touched Me like You do touch Me.
Ne’er has a human twisted My insides so completely
that My creamy syrup seems secondary to My willing words.
Be there for Me soon;
I cannot wait another day.
520 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Sep 2016 5:24pm
27th Sep 2016 5:24pm
Pancakes
Flattened like pancakes—
Your breasts smooth against Your chest.
Pose for Me longing.
Your breasts smooth against Your chest.
Pose for Me longing.
628 reads
0 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
26th Sep 2016 5:25pm
26th Sep 2016 5:25pm
The Last Stand
I’ve watched the sun kiss a thousand clouds
how long must I wait for you?
tongue-tied, beseeched, avowed
how far must I strain for you?
once drunk in endless light
now starving in your shadow
it lingers beyond farewell
leaving all earthly things fallow
—
fire creeps along my veins
heat wells within my heart
once I was on your side
now I long to tear you apart
—
there’s nothing left to write
words fail me
adrift in a barren sea
I’m flailing
poised to dread the coming rains
and...
how long must I wait for you?
tongue-tied, beseeched, avowed
how far must I strain for you?
once drunk in endless light
now starving in your shadow
it lingers beyond farewell
leaving all earthly things fallow
—
fire creeps along my veins
heat wells within my heart
once I was on your side
now I long to tear you apart
—
there’s nothing left to write
words fail me
adrift in a barren sea
I’m flailing
poised to dread the coming rains
and...
556 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Sep 2016 5:22pm
26th Sep 2016 5:22pm
The Drink
I poured You some wine,
but You departed briskly.
I drank it alone.
but You departed briskly.
I drank it alone.
454 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Sep 2016 4:46pm
25th Sep 2016 4:46pm
Thrust
Thrust a stiff tongue onto and into Me a noche.
No need to hold it back …
to suppress it—hidden like some secret snake
coiled inside Your mouth.
I require Your transgression …
Your aggression.
I want Your nails scraping cells off My Soul …
My skin aches for Your badge.
Tonight.
No need to hold it back …
to suppress it—hidden like some secret snake
coiled inside Your mouth.
I require Your transgression …
Your aggression.
I want Your nails scraping cells off My Soul …
My skin aches for Your badge.
Tonight.
728 reads
4 Comments
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