Poems About My Inspiration Published by Members Recently Online
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Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
27th Aug 2018 8:09pm
27th Aug 2018 8:09pm
Bubbling
bubbling bubbling bubbling
simmering in my mind
rising, falling, troubling
there are words each time
I put my pen to paper
or fingers on the keys
breathe deep the muses' vapour
as my ego flees
until what's left is open
to messages from beyond
visions forming, groping
writing and then gone
sometimes it's enervating
through sensuality
sometimes it's meditating
chanting to be free
I put my pen to paper
or fingers on the keys
breathe deep the muses vapour
as my ego flees
...
simmering in my mind
rising, falling, troubling
there are words each time
I put my pen to paper
or fingers on the keys
breathe deep the muses' vapour
as my ego flees
until what's left is open
to messages from beyond
visions forming, groping
writing and then gone
sometimes it's enervating
through sensuality
sometimes it's meditating
chanting to be free
I put my pen to paper
or fingers on the keys
breathe deep the muses vapour
as my ego flees
...
#MyInspiration
669 reads
4 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
664 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
664 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
664 reads
5 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
6th Sep 2022 7:47pm
SWEET KITTY CAT PICTURE
Your hair, those eyes, and full pout lips
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
catch me, as if between the hips,
as you look at me, soulfully,
needing no speech to seduce me.
Just one glance is penetrating,
with interest concentrating.
to make me feel I'm important -
I am the man of your moment.
The lustre of your Creole skin
gets under mine, puts mind in spin.
You deport yourself like a queen,
necklace and earrings brighten scene.
My mind and senses are combined
in attention; you have...
#erotic
#rhyming
#MyInspiration #sensual
#MyInspiration #sensual
664 reads
5 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 6:44am
3rd Nov 2024 6:44am
Wishful Thinking
Wishful thinking lead me down this road
I needed to find myself along the way
So many guilty seeds have been sowed
Darkening this field where demons play
Walking in shadows searching for light
So many summers chasing this illusion
Witnessed dreams being killed for spite
Suffering under a foregone conclusion
Remembering the fallen created a path
Showing me how to break this slumber
Imagine Bukowski with a touch of Plath
Forgot the name sure I lost the number
It’s for the love of the write I’m still here
Always...
I needed to find myself along the way
So many guilty seeds have been sowed
Darkening this field where demons play
Walking in shadows searching for light
So many summers chasing this illusion
Witnessed dreams being killed for spite
Suffering under a foregone conclusion
Remembering the fallen created a path
Showing me how to break this slumber
Imagine Bukowski with a touch of Plath
Forgot the name sure I lost the number
It’s for the love of the write I’m still here
Always...
#MyInspiration
188 reads
18 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
143 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
143 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
143 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
13th Jan 2024 4:01pm
The Frenchies Seek Him Everywhere!
Modern conversation can be a fright
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
with all those pistols on rustic hips.
The savages are ready for a fight
If you're reckless with the use of your lips.
Barbarous dolts may think I'm perversed
should I savor some silver-tongued love.
Yet fancy, glad, must be warded and nursed;
I fear poltroonery gave it a shove.
Then the internet beat it down more
and told it to get a haircut and job.
But some seek fancy as never before...
terse chafed by snob or rude slob;
They seek it there; they seek it...
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #passion
#PowerOfWords #passion
143 reads
0 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
6th Mar 2024 11:48pm
6th Mar 2024 11:48pm
My erotic rhyme
#lust
#MyInspiration
#sexy
352 reads
4 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
6th Mar 2024 11:48pm
6th Mar 2024 11:48pm
My erotic rhyme
#lust
#MyInspiration
#sexy
352 reads
4 Comments
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