Submissions by ThornWithin

You!
Who took away,
My right to love...
You!

Who are you anyway?
You're not that sexy,
You're not that rich.
You're not that beautiful,
You're not that witty.
You're not that special,
You're really not that much!

You!
Be that as it may,
I still love...
You!

Perversion
Unspoken emotion.
Extreme,
Selfish me-first state of mind.
Animalistic reptilian devotion,
Urging...
Tempting thoughts,
And loins to unwind.

Lust
A desire,
Hiding in another word.
A longing,
For gratuitous resolve.
Self-satisfying,
Cure for the itch.
A disease,
Made for the poor and the rich.

Orgasm
A vice we can all afford.
With one or two,
Or more persons involve.
The initial phase,
Makes one wanting
The final phase,
Leaves one panting.

( A poem written for and inspired by a love that's lost)

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It's hard for you to be with me.
If you'd agree, just let it be.
We'll follow each, our destiny.
The world is young, as you can see.

If you and I were meant to be,
The vastness of the land and sea,
The distance or melancholy,
Is not a hindrance, you'll soon see.

It's hard for me, I understand;
And hope is like a grain of sand.
When life is cruel and all seems hell,
I'd think of you and all is well.

So give me...

Revenge entwined my fingertips;
And curses tempt my poisoned lips.
My ravaged soul, in yearning moan;
Unleash the wrath and blood be drawn.

These wings, this strength, this sword I fear,
Would wanton strike with utmost might!
This lust, this thirst, this haste I swear,
Would ravage all that is in sight!

Explain to me the reasons why,
This heart is filled with none but sigh?
And why persist dark lullabies,
In thoughts and stained my angel eyes?