Submissions by moroccanpoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Lonely
Solitude whispers
a siren's call
Echoing through
the empty hall
Shadows stretch
consuming the light
Leaving the soul
in endless night
a siren's call
Echoing through
the empty hall
Shadows stretch
consuming the light
Leaving the soul
in endless night
#loneliness
#sadness
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L.A. Gangsters '79
In the shadows of the city,
where the nights are long,
Whispers of the alleyways,
sing a dangerous song.
Neon lights are flickering,
casting ghosts in the dark,
Every corner tells a story,
every heartbeat leaves a mark.
Living life on the edge,
crossing every line.
In the streets of the city,
where the danger's alive,
Fighting for survival,
just to stay in the grind.
Leather and chrome,
they ride through the night,
Brothers in arms,
ready for the fight.
...
where the nights are long,
Whispers of the alleyways,
sing a dangerous song.
Neon lights are flickering,
casting ghosts in the dark,
Every corner tells a story,
every heartbeat leaves a mark.
Living life on the edge,
crossing every line.
In the streets of the city,
where the danger's alive,
Fighting for survival,
just to stay in the grind.
Leather and chrome,
they ride through the night,
Brothers in arms,
ready for the fight.
...
#narrative
#ShortStory
65 reads
2 Comments
Journey of the Heart
Through thorny paths, where shadows intertwine,
I wander with a weary heart,
each step a whisper of unfulfilled dreams,
seeking the light where gentle rivers flow.
The golden moon, a sentinel above,
watches with a tender glow,
beckoning softly, urging me to try,
to find warmth where love’s currents converge.
Beneath the vast expanse of starlit skies,
colors fade, yet hope remains,
a flicker against the gray,
promising a dawn that lies beyond.
The ocean calls, its voice an ancient song,
drawing souls adrift upon...
I wander with a weary heart,
each step a whisper of unfulfilled dreams,
seeking the light where gentle rivers flow.
The golden moon, a sentinel above,
watches with a tender glow,
beckoning softly, urging me to try,
to find warmth where love’s currents converge.
Beneath the vast expanse of starlit skies,
colors fade, yet hope remains,
a flicker against the gray,
promising a dawn that lies beyond.
The ocean calls, its voice an ancient song,
drawing souls adrift upon...
#loneliness
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2 Comments
The feeling of being
helpless to resist
is one of both
exhilaration and torment
it is a surrender of control
a relinquishing of rational
thought in the face
of an overpowering allure
when I find myself
captivated by
your captivating gaze
your sensual lips
i am utterly disarmed
my senses become heightened
hyper-focused on the intoxicating
details that ensnare me
i am powerless to look away
powerless to resist the pull
of your magnetic charm
it is as if my very will
has been hijacked
overridden by a...
is one of both
exhilaration and torment
it is a surrender of control
a relinquishing of rational
thought in the face
of an overpowering allure
when I find myself
captivated by
your captivating gaze
your sensual lips
i am utterly disarmed
my senses become heightened
hyper-focused on the intoxicating
details that ensnare me
i am powerless to look away
powerless to resist the pull
of your magnetic charm
it is as if my very will
has been hijacked
overridden by a...
#admiration
#love
#respect #romantic
#respect #romantic
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0 Comments
The Unspoken Poetry
Sometimes,
in an exchanged glance,
A truth lies hidden
that we dare not enhance.
A smile that speaks volumes
of what we feel,
Yet words fail
to fully reveal.
For language,
however powerful it may be,
Struggles to translate
the heart's poetry.
Trapped within the confines
of our thoughts,
The words remain,
their freedom thwarted.
But in these fleeting moments,
these brief exchanges,
A window opens
to what the soul rearranges.
A gaze, a smile,
a spark in the eyes,
Unveils what...
in an exchanged glance,
A truth lies hidden
that we dare not enhance.
A smile that speaks volumes
of what we feel,
Yet words fail
to fully reveal.
For language,
however powerful it may be,
Struggles to translate
the heart's poetry.
Trapped within the confines
of our thoughts,
The words remain,
their freedom thwarted.
But in these fleeting moments,
these brief exchanges,
A window opens
to what the soul rearranges.
A gaze, a smile,
a spark in the eyes,
Unveils what...
#admiration
#gratitude
#kindness
#love
#respect
102 reads
3 Comments
Whispers of Desire
I take you with me
to a world of pleasure,
Where shadows dance
time holds no measure.
You and I
entwined in sweet debauchery,
Lost in the depths
of our wildest fantasy.
My temple is full
of naughty secrets,
Each touch ignites,
where passion begets.
Soft sighs linger
in the heated air,
With every caress,
we strip away care.
I’ll trace the curves
where your desires reside,
In the glow of the moon,
let our instincts collide.
With every whispered promise, ...
to a world of pleasure,
Where shadows dance
time holds no measure.
You and I
entwined in sweet debauchery,
Lost in the depths
of our wildest fantasy.
My temple is full
of naughty secrets,
Each touch ignites,
where passion begets.
Soft sighs linger
in the heated air,
With every caress,
we strip away care.
I’ll trace the curves
where your desires reside,
In the glow of the moon,
let our instincts collide.
With every whispered promise, ...
#admiration
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
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3 Comments
lady oh sweet lady
A song written and composed by me. I hope you like it.
https://youtu.be/AernW8CDN3A?si=Na2s8bZh-oBsHbnW
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#admiration
#kindness
#love #respect
#love #respect
86 reads
6 Comments
Echoes of Us
#erotic
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
248 reads
9 Comments
On Your Thoughts Tonight
#lust
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
248 reads
3 Comments
A Soulful Reclamation
I had to go,
Escaping the life that tortured me,
Enduring daily retribution
For what I didn't deserve.
Through a heart hardened,
By someone who hated me,
For no reason other than the truth
That I was alive.
The mess, I had to clean up,
No easy task, I can attest.
I've been to hell and back,
These last few years have exhausted me.
I'm trying to reclaim my soul,
That was burned to ash.
Yet, a desire to return burns,
With the passion of a phoenix.
And then you came,
Out of nowhere, one day.
You...
Escaping the life that tortured me,
Enduring daily retribution
For what I didn't deserve.
Through a heart hardened,
By someone who hated me,
For no reason other than the truth
That I was alive.
The mess, I had to clean up,
No easy task, I can attest.
I've been to hell and back,
These last few years have exhausted me.
I'm trying to reclaim my soul,
That was burned to ash.
Yet, a desire to return burns,
With the passion of a phoenix.
And then you came,
Out of nowhere, one day.
You...
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
Lady of the Moon
In the gentle embrace of twilight's indigo hue,
The bay finds solace, bathed in a serene view.
Our Lady of the moon ascends with grace,
A golden orb casting its radiant embrace.
Her reflection dances upon the tranquil sea,
A shimmering path on the waves, wild and free.
Beneath the moon's glow, a tapestry unfolds,
A canvas painted with shades of blue and green, untold.
On this moonlit night, my heart yearns and sighs,
Reaching for the heavens, where hope lies.
As the moon settles, surrendering to the night's deep embrace,
I am...
The bay finds solace, bathed in a serene view.
Our Lady of the moon ascends with grace,
A golden orb casting its radiant embrace.
Her reflection dances upon the tranquil sea,
A shimmering path on the waves, wild and free.
Beneath the moon's glow, a tapestry unfolds,
A canvas painted with shades of blue and green, untold.
On this moonlit night, my heart yearns and sighs,
Reaching for the heavens, where hope lies.
As the moon settles, surrendering to the night's deep embrace,
I am...
#admiration
#fairies
#inspirational #moon
#inspirational #moon
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4 Comments
The Eternal Flame
Can love exist without physical intimacy?
Or is it merely a brotherly, platonic affinity?
When the fires of desire begin to wane,
No expert, no mediator, can reignite the flame.
Perhaps it was a false longing from the start,
A passion not born of nature, but a fleeting art.
Man seeks justification, a scapegoat to blame,
When the truth is, there is no one else to maim.
We need not touch to make love, to feel complete,
Just the sacred bond of trust, a connection so sweet.
The passions of early days, they ebb and...
Or is it merely a brotherly, platonic affinity?
When the fires of desire begin to wane,
No expert, no mediator, can reignite the flame.
Perhaps it was a false longing from the start,
A passion not born of nature, but a fleeting art.
Man seeks justification, a scapegoat to blame,
When the truth is, there is no one else to maim.
We need not touch to make love, to feel complete,
Just the sacred bond of trust, a connection so sweet.
The passions of early days, they ebb and...
#admiration
#FallingInLove
#honesty
#love
#motivational
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3 Comments
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