Submissions by infinitebeauty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am beauty with success in my eyes. I am the sun and when you look up I rise. I speak with my head held high. I am the poet of infinite measures, I am infinite beauty!
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Aug 2015 1:33am
19th Aug 2015 1:33am
My Flowers of my Soul
On that very day I laid in bed subconsciously knowing my blooming flower was ready to sprout from within my V of beauty. Cramp after cramp; tension from my head to toes to deliver this flower of my soul. After hours of gracious pain, I ran a warm bath to soothe my internal and external self. Ah, the water is warm, but cools every inch of pain as I performed the cat dog yoga position. Every ten minutes turned into every seven minutes. Every seven minutes turned into every five minutes. At last three to four turned into one to two minutes. The late night very early morning to go see nature's...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2015 5:03am
28th Jul 2015 5:03am
Fool me ONCE shame on YOU, Fool me TWICE shame on ME. THE DAMN f**kARY!
Walking on the blocks of my once upon a time "Chocolate City" seeing my people upon mental slavery. Dreaming of days where the sky is blue, the sun shining, and drugs and alcohol no longer run through my used to be "Chocolate City." Oh happy days when it poured rain and kids played. The adults cooked and played cards for money. Listening to good ole Marvin Gaye, The Delofonics, Aretha Franklin, and Frankie Beverly and Maze. "Oh" and boy we had moments when things were so funny, in my past "Chocolate City." Now K2, mollies, cheap beer, and all other...
866 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2015 4:47am
28th Jul 2015 4:47am
I Find Me
A lost soul is so hard to find. It could seem to see the point of light. Voices explaining deep words, some to be confusion to the mentality ability to function amongst others. With pleasure of universal desires and wonders. In a small way I understand, she said. Digging out of a hole that this beautiful queen ever seen. What to come out of this delusion state of mind over matter. Like Lauryn said, "it doesn't even matter no more." Peace to you. Love my dear, I need you to listen..... Continues to drop the pop into the other side, where life is holding the soul. However, the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2015 5:16pm
2nd Mar 2015 5:16pm
The Wheel of Love
The plans, goals, and aspects were all gone.
Six voices that all were speaking love and frustration.
The children were lost and tears rushed from their eyes.
My head was spinning, and I'm yelling loud roars.
The room became dark.
I packed up carrying my life.
The stack was messed up and now we sleeping in a room of 5.
The struggle is real.
Shock pains ran through my head with sharp knives
The calls were so intense.
The body became weak
Sorrow and pain with tears of hot rain
The smell of dirtiness reached my surface peak.
...
Six voices that all were speaking love and frustration.
The children were lost and tears rushed from their eyes.
My head was spinning, and I'm yelling loud roars.
The room became dark.
I packed up carrying my life.
The stack was messed up and now we sleeping in a room of 5.
The struggle is real.
Shock pains ran through my head with sharp knives
The calls were so intense.
The body became weak
Sorrow and pain with tears of hot rain
The smell of dirtiness reached my surface peak.
...
524 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Nov 2014 4:00am
21st Nov 2014 4:00am
Sexxy, Wett, & Cumm Thang Shang
1095 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Nov 2014 7:09pm
17th Nov 2014 7:09pm
Child Memories
font=Courier New][b][font=Georgia]I'm in love with my saggy teddy bear. Then, I like my pineapple color rain boots. My teddy bear has been with me for the longest. I don't know what I'll do without my teddy. My boots need attention as well, but it doesn't rain everyday. My rain boots look so sexxy though. I wish I was able to wear them everyday. I put them bad boys on and it feels like my boots and I have been connected forever. My teddy is starting to get lonely and jealous. I comfort Teddy and kiss his cheek and explain, "I will always love you." Teddy is selfish, he doesn't like...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Nov 2014 6:11am
8th Nov 2014 6:11am
She Slidin, And I'm Peekin
Last week I had thoughts of her dancing in front of me. Watching her slide that bra between her breast, while the bitter sweet olive oil drips down the crack of her circuitous ass. She grabs whole of her nipple ring as Isley Brothers sing "In between the sheets." I love when she moves! Damn why can't I treat her right! Stick my wet juicy tongue in that pot of gold. She makes a poker player fold and say, "Well fellas that's my time to go." Hahaha, she laughs and I smile, because she knows she's teasing me into a slumber of wonder, its no wonder that my pussy is raining...
710 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Nov 2014 5:47am
8th Nov 2014 5:47am
AS I STARED AT THE MIRROR
The Universe gave me everything. I have all my body parts, beauty and geesh am I smart. But y do I doubt myself. My creativity is beyond. My sex game is wonderful.
The Universe gave me everything. I can reproduce. I can talk and hear. I can use each leg and arm. Im so great I can even produce.
Why?
I have love but love dont have me.
Why?
I show appreciation but appreciate dont show me.
Why?
I give respect but respect dont give me.
Why did the Universe give me beauty, brains, and booty to not be loved, appreciated, or...
The Universe gave me everything. I can reproduce. I can talk and hear. I can use each leg and arm. Im so great I can even produce.
Why?
I have love but love dont have me.
Why?
I show appreciation but appreciate dont show me.
Why?
I give respect but respect dont give me.
Why did the Universe give me beauty, brains, and booty to not be loved, appreciated, or...
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2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
7th Nov 2014 3:38am
7th Nov 2014 3:38am
ORAL INTERPRETATION
Oral Interpretation
INTRO:
I can remember been the kid to like poems and songs of all forms, but the main poems I heard were “roses are red, violets are blue” or “to be or not to be.” Well I’m a grown woman and I say poems like….
Ladies, Ladies, Ladies, I want to take your sweet plum from a tree and suck the nectar until you scream, Yes Whitney, Yes Whitney…Ahhh sweet cream
Or
He was a pretty man with beautiful lashes, big white straight teeth, and a smile that would make a boring girl turn to fashion. So I wrote a little note, I like your style. He wrote, sorry...
INTRO:
I can remember been the kid to like poems and songs of all forms, but the main poems I heard were “roses are red, violets are blue” or “to be or not to be.” Well I’m a grown woman and I say poems like….
Ladies, Ladies, Ladies, I want to take your sweet plum from a tree and suck the nectar until you scream, Yes Whitney, Yes Whitney…Ahhh sweet cream
Or
He was a pretty man with beautiful lashes, big white straight teeth, and a smile that would make a boring girl turn to fashion. So I wrote a little note, I like your style. He wrote, sorry...
1025 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Nov 2014 3:28am
7th Nov 2014 3:28am
SPIRIT TALK
Life is a road trip where it has plenty of stops and you meet different people on your journey. I can truly say my ride was well experienced and emotional.
Today I literally felt my soul cry. It was so deep and the cry was so intense and it was if my life of emotions flashed in my dream and I burst out the tears of my life.
The sad part of it all I can't remember the dream so well but the crying was if it just happened. I seem to never can remember my dreams and it’s frustrating especially when the dream was fantastic! I need to start to meditate because my spirit needs me to...
Today I literally felt my soul cry. It was so deep and the cry was so intense and it was if my life of emotions flashed in my dream and I burst out the tears of my life.
The sad part of it all I can't remember the dream so well but the crying was if it just happened. I seem to never can remember my dreams and it’s frustrating especially when the dream was fantastic! I need to start to meditate because my spirit needs me to...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 1:54pm
4th Nov 2014 1:54pm
Did I do that?
I miss you baby!
I miss that wett tongue as it sweeps across my sweet cunt...
I miss your cock hittin my stomach, intensines, and both lungs...
You make me feel beautiful from daylight until night...Just to wonder about you gives my pussy eye a clear sight...
"Oh baby," how I miss you and our wonder sex mysteries...
As my pussy loudly says, "I farted, please excuse me."
I miss that wett tongue as it sweeps across my sweet cunt...
I miss your cock hittin my stomach, intensines, and both lungs...
You make me feel beautiful from daylight until night...Just to wonder about you gives my pussy eye a clear sight...
"Oh baby," how I miss you and our wonder sex mysteries...
As my pussy loudly says, "I farted, please excuse me."
1109 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 1:24pm
4th Nov 2014 1:24pm
Strong f**kin
Your strength is love to me.
When those hands touch my feet, my pussy yells "please eat!"
Your strength is love to me.
When that tongue goes deep inside of me, my pussy yells "baby lets meet."
Your strength is love to me.
When your dick, well my dick, pushes my juices and walls, my pussy yells "Im cummin Im cummin", as I let off.
Your strength is love to me.
So no fuckin around strong man....
When those hands touch my feet, my pussy yells "please eat!"
Your strength is love to me.
When that tongue goes deep inside of me, my pussy yells "baby lets meet."
Your strength is love to me.
When your dick, well my dick, pushes my juices and walls, my pussy yells "Im cummin Im cummin", as I let off.
Your strength is love to me.
So no fuckin around strong man....
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