Submissions by SEAN
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2015 2:02am
22nd Mar 2015 2:02am
what ever
lifes crust,or as we call it our skeleton.
is fucking useless without the mush.
but still its the only thing we will leave behind.
our personality and characteristics will become top worm food.
depending on what your offering.
fuck it!
im listening to some cracking rap music.
see ya
is fucking useless without the mush.
but still its the only thing we will leave behind.
our personality and characteristics will become top worm food.
depending on what your offering.
fuck it!
im listening to some cracking rap music.
see ya
781 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 10:22pm
3rd Nov 2013 10:22pm
my truth
you asked me to burn
so our souls could be together
that's your faith
not mine
in fact you have faith i do not
in my eyes things are different
i have my mother
strong, beautiful, my guide to life
i also have another
earth
which i owe a debt
she has provided every single thing i own
and truly love
so when i do drop, i will provide and put myself
back into the earth from where i came from
so our souls could be together
that's your faith
not mine
in fact you have faith i do not
in my eyes things are different
i have my mother
strong, beautiful, my guide to life
i also have another
earth
which i owe a debt
she has provided every single thing i own
and truly love
so when i do drop, i will provide and put myself
back into the earth from where i came from
948 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Sep 2013 1:23pm
15th Sep 2013 1:23pm
just a tiny bit of smut
gentle sticky wet kisses
on inside of your thigh
i can feel the warmth
glowing
from that sweet spot
as i tease
bury my face deep in
deliberate firm strokes
as my hands caress
what a beautiful mess
on inside of your thigh
i can feel the warmth
glowing
from that sweet spot
as i tease
bury my face deep in
deliberate firm strokes
as my hands caress
what a beautiful mess
1398 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Mar 2013 1:59am
24th Mar 2013 1:59am
it really could be you
i cant believe you
still dont take me seriously
so i think,FUCK YOU
stack the snow man
and put one in the head
one to the heart
good bye
good night
as me and mart throw soil
over you in your new long lost bed
i dont enjoy the music coming
from our parked car
so i suggest to mart any chance
of changing the station
already forgotten
out of sight out of mind
respect goes a long way
in our business
still dont take me seriously
so i think,FUCK YOU
stack the snow man
and put one in the head
one to the heart
good bye
good night
as me and mart throw soil
over you in your new long lost bed
i dont enjoy the music coming
from our parked car
so i suggest to mart any chance
of changing the station
already forgotten
out of sight out of mind
respect goes a long way
in our business
866 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Mar 2013 1:34pm
17th Mar 2013 1:34pm
wasted gift
im older now
so i have to be careful
so i slowly climb the big
old tree
the tree that's witness
more than any man ever will
i sit in my old spot
and think back to when
i was a young boy
then it comes over me
i feel upset when i realise
how much of this precious gift
i have wasted
life
and how ive managed to shorten it
alcohol drugs prison
i tell myself
in fact i promise myself i'll change
but we both know
me and this old wise tree
...
so i have to be careful
so i slowly climb the big
old tree
the tree that's witness
more than any man ever will
i sit in my old spot
and think back to when
i was a young boy
then it comes over me
i feel upset when i realise
how much of this precious gift
i have wasted
life
and how ive managed to shorten it
alcohol drugs prison
i tell myself
in fact i promise myself i'll change
but we both know
me and this old wise tree
...
995 reads
17 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 9:41am
15th Feb 2013 9:41am
weighing up the future
a fresh new adventure
awaits upon my usual
place of rest.
jade green eyes
olive toned skin
wealth of long raven locks.
Jasmine
she' smoking
without any cigarette.
a clear stunner who needs
no props to cast this scene.
the formed mold most women
desire.
time to be educated through
trial and error in my new
bedtime investigation.
asking her body questions
with gentle touches and
wet kisses.
getting my answers in
high pitched erotic moans,
and body shudders.
if this...
awaits upon my usual
place of rest.
jade green eyes
olive toned skin
wealth of long raven locks.
Jasmine
she' smoking
without any cigarette.
a clear stunner who needs
no props to cast this scene.
the formed mold most women
desire.
time to be educated through
trial and error in my new
bedtime investigation.
asking her body questions
with gentle touches and
wet kisses.
getting my answers in
high pitched erotic moans,
and body shudders.
if this...
924 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Feb 2013 9:21pm
13th Feb 2013 9:21pm
absolute nonsense
letting bullets fly
fuck the the weak
blowing smoke into
empty milk bottles
wasting pennies
down a well on
half wit wishes
visiting man made
stone talking to
the family's past
asking for forgiveness
when its too late
kissing the dice
eye contact before
the kill
respect because
of your blood
colour love
drunk talk
shit
fuck the the weak
blowing smoke into
empty milk bottles
wasting pennies
down a well on
half wit wishes
visiting man made
stone talking to
the family's past
asking for forgiveness
when its too late
kissing the dice
eye contact before
the kill
respect because
of your blood
colour love
drunk talk
shit
808 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2013 3:12pm
8th Feb 2013 3:12pm
simple scene
newspaper stuck to the windows.
large bare room.
dim light.yellow.
ruff wooden floor.
gently rocking in that old oak chair.
only wearing a pair of old stone wash jeans.
broken zipper.
enjoy the silence, on repeat.
absorbing the music.
sipping johnnie black.
absolute bliss,nothing matters.
clarity.
large bare room.
dim light.yellow.
ruff wooden floor.
gently rocking in that old oak chair.
only wearing a pair of old stone wash jeans.
broken zipper.
enjoy the silence, on repeat.
absorbing the music.
sipping johnnie black.
absolute bliss,nothing matters.
clarity.
792 reads
14 Comments
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