Submissions by She_callsNisha
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Pursuit of happiness? I gave up a long time ago
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jun 2016 2:04am
29th Jun 2016 2:04am
Her way out
She cant find her way out
Stuck in mid motion stuck with no love
Gasping for air drowning in disaster
Imperfectly perfect , bright smiles shes hurting
Car lights shes working
With the high heels on and a lace thong
Hop in the car and turn a song on
Famous in the streets , but her names gone
Paint her face on get her nails done and her hair long
Sit in the motel with the lights off
Hiding scars from what she thought was the right love
5 o'clock comes through after he drops the wife off
She gives him what he wants
He says he wants...
Stuck in mid motion stuck with no love
Gasping for air drowning in disaster
Imperfectly perfect , bright smiles shes hurting
Car lights shes working
With the high heels on and a lace thong
Hop in the car and turn a song on
Famous in the streets , but her names gone
Paint her face on get her nails done and her hair long
Sit in the motel with the lights off
Hiding scars from what she thought was the right love
5 o'clock comes through after he drops the wife off
She gives him what he wants
He says he wants...
467 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jun 2016 2:02am
29th Jun 2016 2:02am
Her ; Dream
Floating in a void of feelings confused and dazed maybe its a dream.
This girl , her voice is a fiend.
For it makes me feel phlegmatic and draws attraction to her physical ways.
Something like a dream.
I cant find my way without her ; astray
So when i get that text i reply ; better day
Beautiful features , shes a cannibal to my mind without knowing
Feels like i been knowing, This ,Her , You for a while
My feelings are juvenile
And its been a while
But maybe its a dream.
This girl , her voice is a fiend.
For it makes me feel phlegmatic and draws attraction to her physical ways.
Something like a dream.
I cant find my way without her ; astray
So when i get that text i reply ; better day
Beautiful features , shes a cannibal to my mind without knowing
Feels like i been knowing, This ,Her , You for a while
My feelings are juvenile
And its been a while
But maybe its a dream.
482 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2016 6:45am
22nd Apr 2016 6:45am
Hush
traces down my spine
Naked
Lights off pitch black
but your smell so divine
Your persuasive
hard voice in my ear
You can take it
our bodies surrender to the sheets
My legs shake with every stroke of your meat
Our bodies build up with heat
Sweat glistening, it getting harder to breath
Legs pulled back
you give your all to me
I fight back and give my all to you
Till cowgirl rides rough
Hips grind tough
On your dick I leave that really sweet stuff
And then I'll lick until your ready to bust
Just hush
Naked
Lights off pitch black
but your smell so divine
Your persuasive
hard voice in my ear
You can take it
our bodies surrender to the sheets
My legs shake with every stroke of your meat
Our bodies build up with heat
Sweat glistening, it getting harder to breath
Legs pulled back
you give your all to me
I fight back and give my all to you
Till cowgirl rides rough
Hips grind tough
On your dick I leave that really sweet stuff
And then I'll lick until your ready to bust
Just hush
758 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2016 3:46am
7th Mar 2016 3:46am
Escapes
I just want to get a bottle of the best champagne
Sip and sit in a tub full of steaming hot rose scented water and petals
Swarming around my body which isnt
Naked , but traced with laced lingerie
Lips covered with red lipstick
Hair in it's natural beauty
Nails painted with a black gel traces the relief to my pain
Grabing the handle and tracing the vein in my wrist
Zig zags and swirls every time getting
Harder and deeper till the water
Is stained from the water fall of both wrists
Eyes wide open as classical symphonys play in the back , body...
Sip and sit in a tub full of steaming hot rose scented water and petals
Swarming around my body which isnt
Naked , but traced with laced lingerie
Lips covered with red lipstick
Hair in it's natural beauty
Nails painted with a black gel traces the relief to my pain
Grabing the handle and tracing the vein in my wrist
Zig zags and swirls every time getting
Harder and deeper till the water
Is stained from the water fall of both wrists
Eyes wide open as classical symphonys play in the back , body...
619 reads
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Feb 2016 5:58pm
20th Feb 2016 5:58pm
Sorrow
That scent of a man filled with sorrow stain my body
His lips cover my nipples, spelling out his fears with his tongue
My hands hold his back, as he grips firm as if to never let go
His eyes stare into mine, as he drives me to orgasm
Making me feel love and hate
Filling me with his regrets and pain
The scent of a man filled sorrow stains my body
His lips cover my nipples, spelling out his fears with his tongue
My hands hold his back, as he grips firm as if to never let go
His eyes stare into mine, as he drives me to orgasm
Making me feel love and hate
Filling me with his regrets and pain
The scent of a man filled sorrow stains my body
705 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2016 4:17am
22nd Jan 2016 4:17am
Studio 54 -rant P1-
Your voice
Your body
Your existence is a Sin
Your dark chocolate scent lingers on my body
Your whisperes *take it* *don't run* still in my head
Your grasp still felt on my inner thighs
You make me drip
When your watching me from the other side of the room
Those same eyes look into mine
As strokes get deeper
Breathes get heavier
And things get intense
You make me drip
Your body
Your existence is a Sin
Your dark chocolate scent lingers on my body
Your whisperes *take it* *don't run* still in my head
Your grasp still felt on my inner thighs
You make me drip
When your watching me from the other side of the room
Those same eyes look into mine
As strokes get deeper
Breathes get heavier
And things get intense
You make me drip
732 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Dec 2015 7:52am
27th Dec 2015 7:52am
SHE CALLS NISHA
She called me tonight,
I could almost feel her lips against my ear ,telling me what she wants
her body under mine, my tongue tracing her body
my face suffocated by her as she
Grinds and guids and calls,
Nisha,
Her nails drive into my back, her moans on tempo with my strokes
My strokes get faster, her nails go deeper, I bite her neck, till she calls,
Nisha
Her hands on the wall, her head slightly back as I pull her hair from behind
That candle lit, highlighting her body , letting me see her face,
Her eyes...
I could almost feel her lips against my ear ,telling me what she wants
her body under mine, my tongue tracing her body
my face suffocated by her as she
Grinds and guids and calls,
Nisha,
Her nails drive into my back, her moans on tempo with my strokes
My strokes get faster, her nails go deeper, I bite her neck, till she calls,
Nisha
Her hands on the wall, her head slightly back as I pull her hair from behind
That candle lit, highlighting her body , letting me see her face,
Her eyes...
847 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Dec 2015 3:05am
15th Dec 2015 3:05am
Triangle
You love her, not me
But I love
You
△
You want her, and me
But I need
You
▶
You chase her, push me
But I chase
You
◀
You love her, not me
But I love
You
▼
I let you go, you pull me back
She's still
There
▲
But I love
You
△
You want her, and me
But I need
You
▶
You chase her, push me
But I chase
You
◀
You love her, not me
But I love
You
▼
I let you go, you pull me back
She's still
There
▲
818 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Dec 2015 9:32pm
12th Dec 2015 9:32pm
Class fantasies
The way your tongue licks your lips as you give a lecture
Your fingers softly tracing diagrams that should be my body
Low seductive voice instructing the class, a class that should only
Be me
And you
A desk, a ruler
Your tie, your belt
My eyes piercing your body
Moving across room as if your a god
Leaning over me to see my work I feel your heat
This should be us
You stroking me
Pulling my hair
Grunting my name
As I embrace you
Nails in back
You like the pain
Keep going
My mind can't take...
Your fingers softly tracing diagrams that should be my body
Low seductive voice instructing the class, a class that should only
Be me
And you
A desk, a ruler
Your tie, your belt
My eyes piercing your body
Moving across room as if your a god
Leaning over me to see my work I feel your heat
This should be us
You stroking me
Pulling my hair
Grunting my name
As I embrace you
Nails in back
You like the pain
Keep going
My mind can't take...
845 reads
3 Comments
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