Poems About Bittersweet Published by Members Recently Online
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The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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The Midnight Marauder
In midnight’s quiet hour, she lies at rest, body aching unable to sleep, the air musky with desire, Cool sheets wrapped around her breast, like a snake slithering around her, coiling her and wrapping her nakedness, she moves slowly, sensually feeling the soft fabric tickle her skin drifting in and out of sleep.
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
The room is still, no breeze to stir, quiet enough to hear the clock beating , tick tock tick tock, O how she loves the sound of a big clock beating, but unaware something wicked draws to her.
A daring thief comes through her window, his hunger for her...
#bittersweet
#confusion
#courage
#emotions
#shame
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एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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एक ही पल में हो गयी मेरी सल्तनत गुमनाम
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
वक़्त ने आकर जो कहा मुझे बर्बाद ना कर !
#bittersweet
#despair
#disappointment #emptiness
#disappointment #emptiness
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Don't Take It Personal
Looking at him you would never know
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
#bittersweet
#sadness
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Don't Take It Personal
Looking at him you would never know
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
What lies behind the smile
How his thoughts would roam
Of all the things that he did wrong
In spectacular style
He looks at himself in the mirror
While his life goes on
All the girls are lined up
to give him that dance
To their favorite song
He doesn't wanna tell you
Why should he
You're not the one he wants
The one he wants is gone
For the night, you’ll be the one he needs
Don't take it personal
He's not here for you
He's looking for that girl he lost ...
#bittersweet
#sadness
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~the trance-ease- shun #1 :: a LITT, yet TMHR moment..
it’s never easy.. this a transition
with it’s force fed death at each
of it’s dizzying hairpin bend turn..
you pin down in a flash second
the awaiting eye of a needle.. in
but to all it’s trancing.. an ultimate
liberation.. of the One hardcore
sedimentational truth, this love
when you said those.. in an easy flow
that
you didn’t love me (that much) as I do..
(a bouldering LITT ..Lump InThe Throat …
was in the sumptuous choking.. neither
rolling down...
with it’s force fed death at each
of it’s dizzying hairpin bend turn..
you pin down in a flash second
the awaiting eye of a needle.. in
but to all it’s trancing.. an ultimate
liberation.. of the One hardcore
sedimentational truth, this love
when you said those.. in an easy flow
that
you didn’t love me (that much) as I do..
(a bouldering LITT ..Lump InThe Throat …
was in the sumptuous choking.. neither
rolling down...
#bittersweet
#romantic
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DU Poetry : Poems About Bittersweet Published by Members Recently Online