Submissions by Mocosa
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jan 2015 11:51pm
11th Jan 2015 11:51pm
Late Night Walk
It's 2 am with nothing to do its just you and me.
Didn't want to be at home for everyone is sleeping,
I didn't want anyone to wake.
We went to the park,
Empty and dark with just the moonlight shining above us.
Walking around as our giggles filled the air.
Out of no where you stopped,
Then you kissed me so passionately
Going down my neck
Biting and sucking
Unzipping my sweater
Your lips found my erect nipples
That longed for your touch.
I needed you
I felt you get hard,
I couldn't help but to set you free.
I got down on my...
Didn't want to be at home for everyone is sleeping,
I didn't want anyone to wake.
We went to the park,
Empty and dark with just the moonlight shining above us.
Walking around as our giggles filled the air.
Out of no where you stopped,
Then you kissed me so passionately
Going down my neck
Biting and sucking
Unzipping my sweater
Your lips found my erect nipples
That longed for your touch.
I needed you
I felt you get hard,
I couldn't help but to set you free.
I got down on my...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jan 2015 4:10am
11th Jan 2015 4:10am
Remembering the Night Before
As I sat under the tree remembering the night before
I couldn't help but think of his fingers
And how they moved so slowly down my breast
Until he caressed my hard nipples.
The heat of the sun reminded me of the heat that took over,
As he filled my body with passion.
I couldn't help it,
The worst thing was that my melted ice cream,
Reminded me of how he came all over my naked body.
I'm going insane.
I must have him again.
Maybe I should wear my blue dress the next time I see him.
I couldn't help but think of his fingers
And how they moved so slowly down my breast
Until he caressed my hard nipples.
The heat of the sun reminded me of the heat that took over,
As he filled my body with passion.
I couldn't help it,
The worst thing was that my melted ice cream,
Reminded me of how he came all over my naked body.
I'm going insane.
I must have him again.
Maybe I should wear my blue dress the next time I see him.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Jan 2015 10:21pm
10th Jan 2015 10:21pm
Our Only Escape
There is a paper with just lines going across
Many people may see it as something just to write on
But many of us see it as our only escape from this hell...
As you start writing,
You let your pen wonder the body of that plain
Yet most interesting piece of paper that turns into art by the time you are done writing.
Many people may see it as something just to write on
But many of us see it as our only escape from this hell...
As you start writing,
You let your pen wonder the body of that plain
Yet most interesting piece of paper that turns into art by the time you are done writing.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jan 2015 3:30pm
9th Jan 2015 3:30pm
Choosing the Right from the Wrong
Everyone knows the difference between right and wrong,
They just don't know when is the right time to act....
At the moment the wrong things seems like the right thing...
Or vice versa
The right thing seems like the wrong thing to do at the moment....
Well if you are stuck on choosing the right or the wrong just think how it might effect you or a loved one in the long run.
They just don't know when is the right time to act....
At the moment the wrong things seems like the right thing...
Or vice versa
The right thing seems like the wrong thing to do at the moment....
Well if you are stuck on choosing the right or the wrong just think how it might effect you or a loved one in the long run.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 3:49pm
6th Jan 2015 3:49pm
Childless Mother
What do you call a childless mother?
A child without parents is an orphan
A wife/husband without there spouses is a widow
But yet there is not a word to describe a childless mother...
Just a few moments ago I didn't know you were inside my womb...
I know that was wrong of me for not knowing but yet i didn't have any symptoms...
I would have loved to feel you kick...
I would have loved to have those sleepless night just to talk to you if were awake...
I would have loved to be able to hold in my arms for just one second...
But now it's not possible...
A child without parents is an orphan
A wife/husband without there spouses is a widow
But yet there is not a word to describe a childless mother...
Just a few moments ago I didn't know you were inside my womb...
I know that was wrong of me for not knowing but yet i didn't have any symptoms...
I would have loved to feel you kick...
I would have loved to have those sleepless night just to talk to you if were awake...
I would have loved to be able to hold in my arms for just one second...
But now it's not possible...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 8:00am
6th Jan 2015 8:00am
Those Feelings
Don't you ever get that feeling that you don't have a talent?
That you just aren't capable of anything?
That feeling of failure.
The one that you feel like you did something good, but then someone else did it better.
That feeling of boredom.
The one that you have when there is so many things you can do yet it feels like there is nothing to do.
Maybe that feeling of having to think to hard.
That you start to think so hard, but then when you are done thinking, you just forget about what you were thinking of.
Well forget those feeling.
Those feelings are just...
That you just aren't capable of anything?
That feeling of failure.
The one that you feel like you did something good, but then someone else did it better.
That feeling of boredom.
The one that you have when there is so many things you can do yet it feels like there is nothing to do.
Maybe that feeling of having to think to hard.
That you start to think so hard, but then when you are done thinking, you just forget about what you were thinking of.
Well forget those feeling.
Those feelings are just...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2014 6:33am
19th Dec 2014 6:33am
Pain/Love
Pain is blackness in a white canvas.
You try to erase it, yet it still remains.
It smuges the more you try to wipe it.
You try blocking the whiteness of the canvas,
It didnt work, Black still found its way through.
Love is the whiteness in a black canvas.
You first start off with a stroke,
Then you just loose control.
Next thing you know the canvas is all white with no black.
Again blackness finds its way back into the canvas,
This time it just makes a dark shade of grey.
Even if you add more black or more white,
The dark shade of...
You try to erase it, yet it still remains.
It smuges the more you try to wipe it.
You try blocking the whiteness of the canvas,
It didnt work, Black still found its way through.
Love is the whiteness in a black canvas.
You first start off with a stroke,
Then you just loose control.
Next thing you know the canvas is all white with no black.
Again blackness finds its way back into the canvas,
This time it just makes a dark shade of grey.
Even if you add more black or more white,
The dark shade of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Dec 2014 10:52pm
10th Dec 2014 10:52pm
So Many Questions
Is it really happening?
Or is it my mind playing tricks on me?
Two questions...
No answer...
My mind runs day and night...
Am I dreaming or am I awake?
Is this supposed to be happening?
Or is it my imagination play games with me?
Is this sky really blue?
How about this rose is it really red?
I don't know the difference between reality and fantasy..
To be honest everything feels the same to me...
So many questions...
But still no answer!
Or is it my mind playing tricks on me?
Two questions...
No answer...
My mind runs day and night...
Am I dreaming or am I awake?
Is this supposed to be happening?
Or is it my imagination play games with me?
Is this sky really blue?
How about this rose is it really red?
I don't know the difference between reality and fantasy..
To be honest everything feels the same to me...
So many questions...
But still no answer!
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Dec 2014 4:16pm
10th Dec 2014 4:16pm
If I Leave
If I leave...
Would it even matter?
How many people will even notice?
Will they cry for me to come back?
I want to know if I really matter to them!
I am tired of being used!
Of being taken advantage of!
I want to be loved!
I long to feel wanted!
Most of all I want to be accepted!
What if I could never be myself just because it's not appropriate?
If I leave...
I can do me!
I can set free the animal within me!
I can scream and shout!
Most of all I can let go of all this pain!
I think it's time for me to leave!
Would it even matter?
How many people will even notice?
Will they cry for me to come back?
I want to know if I really matter to them!
I am tired of being used!
Of being taken advantage of!
I want to be loved!
I long to feel wanted!
Most of all I want to be accepted!
What if I could never be myself just because it's not appropriate?
If I leave...
I can do me!
I can set free the animal within me!
I can scream and shout!
Most of all I can let go of all this pain!
I think it's time for me to leave!
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Dec 2014 8:05am
9th Dec 2014 8:05am
Dad???
Nigga, you barely know your daughter's name...
You don't even deserve to be called a father...
Dumping your child in an orphanage...
Now that's revolting!!!
She learned how to raise herself on her own...
She prayed every night asking God when will you return?
9 years past...
You return asking for forgiveness...
How can she ever forgive the guy who abandoned her when she was just 3 years old...
She ends up forgiving you...
Yet doesn't know why?
Maybe it was because she can finally have a chance to experience happiness...
But when she...
You don't even deserve to be called a father...
Dumping your child in an orphanage...
Now that's revolting!!!
She learned how to raise herself on her own...
She prayed every night asking God when will you return?
9 years past...
You return asking for forgiveness...
How can she ever forgive the guy who abandoned her when she was just 3 years old...
She ends up forgiving you...
Yet doesn't know why?
Maybe it was because she can finally have a chance to experience happiness...
But when she...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2014 11:38pm
8th Dec 2014 11:38pm
People Just Assume
People look at me as if I'm abnormal...
I walk in darkness yet I'm covered in light...
He said...
She said...
That's all I hear....
How about instead of listening to the rumors you listen to me....
I didn't choose to be this way...
I was made this way...
You say I'm just an attention whore...
When i ain't even close to that..
As hard as it is to believe I'm just looking for a way out...
You think I live the "easy" life...
Yet I feel like a caged bird...
Looking for a way out...
It's not as easy as you think it is... ...
I walk in darkness yet I'm covered in light...
He said...
She said...
That's all I hear....
How about instead of listening to the rumors you listen to me....
I didn't choose to be this way...
I was made this way...
You say I'm just an attention whore...
When i ain't even close to that..
As hard as it is to believe I'm just looking for a way out...
You think I live the "easy" life...
Yet I feel like a caged bird...
Looking for a way out...
It's not as easy as you think it is... ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2014 4:01pm
8th Dec 2014 4:01pm
You Haunt Me
I cant sleep at night...
Why did you do it???
Why me??
You were supposed to be watching out for me....
You scarred me for life...
Now I'm even scared to go out....
My life revolves on me staring out the window waiting for my mom to come back....
Even though I know she's gone and isnt coming back...
Why did I have to stay with you when there is millions of other people out there???
All you do is scream at me for no reason...
"Your worthless"
"No one will ever want you"
I am not just mentally damaged...
I am also...
Why did you do it???
Why me??
You were supposed to be watching out for me....
You scarred me for life...
Now I'm even scared to go out....
My life revolves on me staring out the window waiting for my mom to come back....
Even though I know she's gone and isnt coming back...
Why did I have to stay with you when there is millions of other people out there???
All you do is scream at me for no reason...
"Your worthless"
"No one will ever want you"
I am not just mentally damaged...
I am also...
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