Submissions by darkcloud68
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Thought Full
Post Traumatic Thoughts
Sitting still in my thoughts, reliving the tears, stroking the pain fighting the fears, being chased by monsters that chased me for years. Corners and blocks, loud smoke, and the drinking of beers, the spilling of drinks for those that's no longer here. The screaming and shouting, the plucking of tops. The wailing of sirens, and you getting shot, the fiery anger,the Traumatic shock.,The cold feeling of jail cells, dreading the locks, the growing on the inside, life shedding the flock. The selling of dreams, some dreams are smoked by metal, some smoked by rocks, everyone is crying, instead...
#fate
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Lust Motion
Something is stirring deep inside me. I can feel lust creep inside me, as you lay beside me, and as my eyes trace, every geometric inch of your shape. And my other head is rising in hardening madness, filled with a passion so great, it can can create waterfalls, oceans and lakes. Make the earth move, elevate your pleasures and your thighs will began to shake, a storm of heat is cumming, tell me how many waves you can take. They lied when they said Superman died. Cause I am feeling like the man of Steel. I will make you sing like Aretha with every stroke giving you something that you can feel....
#sex
752 reads
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I love you.
I say that I love you more than, the many stars dancing upon,the darken face of night. More than the many raindrops, that falls from the swollen clouds of a angry storm. I love you falls from my lips. Creating a ocean of love, for my heart to swim in. How wonderful I feel naked covered only in the wetness of love. I love you, a river flows, my lips have parted, a ocean grows. I said it again. I love you, a new universe, a new being, If I say it again. Paradise appears. I love you, now I have slipped into eternity.
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Touch You
Touch you, Touch the tip of your nose. Touching your lips when your mouth is closed. Touching your hair, touching your soul... Touching with warmth, chasing the cold.....Touching, Touching, Touching to hold.....Touch such passionate bliss,,,touching a blush, a passionate kiss,,touch feels like la la la la la, touching a wish. A touch as light as angels feathers, a touching together...mingled in pleasure . A touching of love touching forever.
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Lonely Words
So alone my days, seem longer. My emotions grow stronger, and I always have room for someone else. So much love I have to give, but for now all my love is for myself. I'm a ocean of motion, that not a single ship sail upon. I'm a lone wolf in the wild, and no one hears my howls, as I keep moving on. I'm a song called, where has the music gone. That has tears running from my eyes like a marathon. Alone in the madness I walk, alone in the silent dark, I can here my lonliness talk. As it creeps in the deep, I can feel my lonliness stalk. My soul and I reach out blindly and find myself to...
825 reads
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Touch
Touch playful fingers roaming running through your hair.The scent of lust lingering in the air. The sound of passion thrashing in my ears. The pounding of flesh a sweating pair. A communion of desire shared the moaning of pleasure as the moonlight stares. At our nakedness lying here. Upon this heavenly bed where our lustful hunger is being fed. Wonderful sensation running through our bodies from feet to head.a world where only pleasure lives and pain is dead. A world filled with us a world of sexual desire, a world of touch.
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I write
I write about whatever I feel, when ever I chill kill or high off pills.when the mail man bring me high ass bills. To the milk that spills, and all that's real. I write about the shit that I see on the news, when I'm happy sad or about to blow my fuse. About the people I love to those I abuse. I write about when I'm confused or don't have a clue. I write about life, I write about death. I write about my dog and her stink ass breath. I write about women with huge round breast. Or whatever is on my chest. I write about joy and pain,and underware stains. The sun and rain,about lost and. gain...
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dreams
One man dream can become. Another man nightmare. What do I mean? Its quite clear. Many step on others to get there, rob steal kill to obtain riches. Their dreams complete while the other need stitches. It's not wrong to love yourself, as long as loving yourself, does not harm,no one else. Shattered dreams causes some to bleed,and they bleed even more when cut by selfish greed. Others die from another man wants,not by what he needs. Wicked things grow from wicked seeds. Everyone dreams,are not the same. So please don't let,the fire of your desires, cause mine to burn in flames. Dreams...
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Don't want to die here
I'm lying down in the streets. My blood pouring on the cold hard concrete,my breathing is shallow ,death is dancing to my heart beat. Lord I don't want to die here, many mother's have cried here. Their tears waters my fears,that violence will always abide here. Gunshots ring out in the night,flashing lights, sirens sing out into the night. The evil men bring out into the night,leaves me fighting for my life. How many wakes must I attend,paying my last respects,to my friends and kin. Pouring out drinks,to those that are no longer here asking God to forgive us for our sins. And if heaven have a...
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