Poems About Thrill Seeking Published by Members Recently Online
#ThrillSeeking
wallyroo92
Poem Published
6th Jul 2022 11:38pm
6th Jul 2022 11:38pm
How High Can You Get?
We could go ape all-day-long playing Donkey Kong
Getting high – scores on the board like it was a bong
Having barrels of fun, what more could we ask for?
Whether it was at the arcade or on my Nintendo 64
It was bananas I tell you trying to beat that monkey
Thinking I had a game, acting all fearless and spunky
I’d scream at the screen till mom asked “what’s the matter?”
And I’d reply all mad “he knocked me off the ladder”
So she said “that doesn’t look too difficult, let me try”
After I explained the buttons I saw Mario quickly...
Getting high – scores on the board like it was a bong
Having barrels of fun, what more could we ask for?
Whether it was at the arcade or on my Nintendo 64
It was bananas I tell you trying to beat that monkey
Thinking I had a game, acting all fearless and spunky
I’d scream at the screen till mom asked “what’s the matter?”
And I’d reply all mad “he knocked me off the ladder”
So she said “that doesn’t look too difficult, let me try”
After I explained the buttons I saw Mario quickly...
#memories
#ThrillSeeking
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
Field and Stream
In Lego-like snap tight word precision
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
#BDSM
#FeelingTrapped
#reading #ThrillSeeking
#reading #ThrillSeeking
204 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
Field and Stream
In Lego-like snap tight word precision
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
#BDSM
#FeelingTrapped
#reading #ThrillSeeking
#reading #ThrillSeeking
204 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
Field and Stream
In Lego-like snap tight word precision
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
#BDSM
#FeelingTrapped
#reading #ThrillSeeking
#reading #ThrillSeeking
204 reads
7 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
13th Nov 2024 9:59pm
Field and Stream
In Lego-like snap tight word precision
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
I find that some to logic are immune
and incapable of bard concision
with their characters so rustically hewn
to typecast themselves with a bumpkin pride
that hunts and fishes the motorsport way
into a future where eloquence died
along with students in a bullet spray,
and then they only act to think and pray
and blame the horror show on mental health
because they WANT all the havoc to stay
in their rapacity for commonwealth
fueled by a hatred of those schools
where their...
#BDSM
#FeelingTrapped
#reading #ThrillSeeking
#reading #ThrillSeeking
204 reads
7 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
Deglittering
He was like an object that sparkled
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
#choices
#disappointment
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
211 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
Deglittering
He was like an object that sparkled
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
#choices
#disappointment
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
211 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
Deglittering
He was like an object that sparkled
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
#choices
#disappointment
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
211 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
29th Jul 2024 3:46am
Deglittering
He was like an object that sparkled
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
I love things that sparkle.
They attract me,
even if their light
is not their own.
Even when he was the light itself,
he kept going dark on me.
all too often
when I was shining the hardest.
He did it with subtle cruelty
Without warning.
And after one too many times,
the scintillating, electrified glitter
that enlivened my tomorrows
scattered away
turned...
#choices
#disappointment
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
#relationships #ThrillSeeking
211 reads
6 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
No Words
Desire
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
#funny
#sex
#ThrillSeeking
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8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
No Words
Desire
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
#funny
#sex
#ThrillSeeking
19 reads
8 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
No Words
Desire
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
#funny
#sex
#ThrillSeeking
19 reads
8 Comments
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