Long Poems About the City
#city
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
20th Feb 2023 3:03am
20th Feb 2023 3:03am
Out On A Limb...
#lust
#erotic
#city #passion
#city #passion
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Feb 2023 3:01pm
12th Feb 2023 3:01pm
Never Underestimate
QUINTESSENTIAL TRIBECA LOFT
New York, New York
The Next Day
Zaniyah laid on Marcus’ chest wall. She uplifted her face.
“I had a very very nice time last night in your bed.” She kissed the side of his neck. “In the shower, and in this bed this morning.”
Zaniyah kissed Marcus under his chin.
Marcus kissed Zaniyah on top of her forehead. He hugged her body closely to his. He bent his head down to detain her eyes.
Zaniyah tilted her face upward.
“Why do you make it seem as if you’re not going to be lying in...
New York, New York
The Next Day
Zaniyah laid on Marcus’ chest wall. She uplifted her face.
“I had a very very nice time last night in your bed.” She kissed the side of his neck. “In the shower, and in this bed this morning.”
Zaniyah kissed Marcus under his chin.
Marcus kissed Zaniyah on top of her forehead. He hugged her body closely to his. He bent his head down to detain her eyes.
Zaniyah tilted her face upward.
“Why do you make it seem as if you’re not going to be lying in...
#corruption
#city
#lover
#passion
#deception
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th Feb 2023 1:06am
11th Feb 2023 1:06am
.......Rush (Can I Get A Moment Of Your Time, Miss. Philly)
Philadelphia state of mind I must speak of
Soft and silken Sisterly affection blanketing by some weakening Brotherly love
An addictive inner city of carnal pleasure seeking distractions
An enticing tour to roam deep within the soul, a rapid pulse for private satisfaction
Mm... the turnpike curves of Pennsylvania, nestled between New Jersey and New York
The main dish of butter rum a la carte can be enjoyed without any spoons or forks
Palate dining pleasure catered for three
Swinging balls enjoying the holes in...
Soft and silken Sisterly affection blanketing by some weakening Brotherly love
An addictive inner city of carnal pleasure seeking distractions
An enticing tour to roam deep within the soul, a rapid pulse for private satisfaction
Mm... the turnpike curves of Pennsylvania, nestled between New Jersey and New York
The main dish of butter rum a la carte can be enjoyed without any spoons or forks
Palate dining pleasure catered for three
Swinging balls enjoying the holes in...
#city
#travel
#sports #sexy
#sports #sexy
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:05am
21st Jan 2023 4:05am
Gotta.. Em
My Queen, word on the street
You got John Wick, and this crew about to take the heat
Yeah, I know
Gee we don’t back down or off, we stand our ground and let the bullets flow
I got a million dollar cash marker, stashed and gagged in my basement
That fuck was not going down quiet he was relent
Throwing bricks
Then knives, dodging my shell casings evading my Glock hits
My Queen your arm is bleeding
It's a flesh wound, and this is nothing compared to what we will heeding or needing
Have my boys ready to move out, and no hero...
You got John Wick, and this crew about to take the heat
Yeah, I know
Gee we don’t back down or off, we stand our ground and let the bullets flow
I got a million dollar cash marker, stashed and gagged in my basement
That fuck was not going down quiet he was relent
Throwing bricks
Then knives, dodging my shell casings evading my Glock hits
My Queen your arm is bleeding
It's a flesh wound, and this is nothing compared to what we will heeding or needing
Have my boys ready to move out, and no hero...
#city
#money
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 00:37am
2nd Jan 2023 00:37am
Armed And Dangerous
CABONI’S ITALIAN RISTORANTE
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped...
Manhattan, New York
“Would you like something else to eat, beautiful?”
“Marcus, I’m stuffed to capacity. There is nothing else getting in this dress.”
“Save some room for me later on.”
“I promise.”
Marcus scooted his chair back and stood. He walked around the table.
“Can I have this dance?”
“You certainly can.”
Francine lifted her white dinner napkin from off her lap, and placed it near her China plate. She scooted her chair back, clasped...
#city
#drugs
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
18th Nov 2022 2:25am
We Got Their Compound Surrounded... Let’s Do This Gee
Gee, kill that light
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
You got it my Queen, this fuck about to get served since we bringing the gun fight
Have my crew to crash in and nobody moves until I say when
Fuck his ass up, make him bleed, and shoot his twin
These hustlers been getting away with some straight up bullshit
Stealing these Cartels’ dope
Reselling it for half price the pure cut, now ain’t that bout a bitch
My Queen, I think it’s youngsters inside
If so, aim high while I blindfold their eyes ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
13th Nov 2022 3:28am
13th Nov 2022 3:28am
The Evading Gunslinger...
Life on the run has been, liberating, fun
Sought, and caught in the heat of the sun
By John Dillinger himself
In the desert, on a bed of sand, stealing my panting breaths
Legs linked around his neck
Tenderly licking my cunt, then making love to my mouth, punishment as dealt
Marring my delicate skin with his gun belt
Surrendering to him my moans, my whimpers, scratching his back with fine welts
Rapture unto us has been felt
Between my thighs
Fingering my pussy, tasting the gift inside
Cupping my hips,...
Sought, and caught in the heat of the sun
By John Dillinger himself
In the desert, on a bed of sand, stealing my panting breaths
Legs linked around his neck
Tenderly licking my cunt, then making love to my mouth, punishment as dealt
Marring my delicate skin with his gun belt
Surrendering to him my moans, my whimpers, scratching his back with fine welts
Rapture unto us has been felt
Between my thighs
Fingering my pussy, tasting the gift inside
Cupping my hips,...
#corruption
#city
#money
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
9th Nov 2022 1:34am
9th Nov 2022 1:34am
Ghosting That Ass...
Gee, how long do we have to go
I need to get back to New York, after we take care of this hit, we all disappear and invest the profits from our products on the down low
My Queen, it’s best we sneak up on the Russian Cartel and let the bullets flow
Those ruthless fucks’ compound is just over the hill
Don’t worry we got them in sniper rage, we case out the joint and take out the head czar like a true gangsta kill
Their weapons of choice, cannot match ours at any rate or when used at will
And that’s the art of this Nun Runner’s deal ...
I need to get back to New York, after we take care of this hit, we all disappear and invest the profits from our products on the down low
My Queen, it’s best we sneak up on the Russian Cartel and let the bullets flow
Those ruthless fucks’ compound is just over the hill
Don’t worry we got them in sniper rage, we case out the joint and take out the head czar like a true gangsta kill
Their weapons of choice, cannot match ours at any rate or when used at will
And that’s the art of this Nun Runner’s deal ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 6:57pm
6th Nov 2022 6:57pm
Otherworldly Memories Part II: The City of Sorrow
- Otherworldly Memories Part II: The City of Sorrow -
It was a long time since the great forests of Arbandir had been pleasant and fair, for they grew now to a thick and ominous degree that was in previous ages unheard of. The trees were now tall and twisted, with gnarled trunks and skeletal branches that somehow still had leaves upon them. Thick were all the leaves of those trees, and frightful was the region wherein those forests lay. No sane individual sought to chart the depths of that primal green kingdom, a kingdom ruled by none. For therein did lie powers, forces and...
It was a long time since the great forests of Arbandir had been pleasant and fair, for they grew now to a thick and ominous degree that was in previous ages unheard of. The trees were now tall and twisted, with gnarled trunks and skeletal branches that somehow still had leaves upon them. Thick were all the leaves of those trees, and frightful was the region wherein those forests lay. No sane individual sought to chart the depths of that primal green kingdom, a kingdom ruled by none. For therein did lie powers, forces and...
#grief
#city
#angels
#rebirth
#memories
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2022 2:37am
3rd Nov 2022 2:37am
187 (The Players...The Nun Runner's Story Part II)
You want some of this smoke… yeah I’m the one doing the puffing
I will blow smoke up your ass and leave you huffing
No, my sista I don’t get down with cunts I cannot wax
Hold this bitch still while I break her legs with my autographed Sammie Sosa baseball bat
Your dumb ass done confused the tigress with the cat
Coming all up to my table popping yang
If you aint dined on Beluga Sturgeon Caviar and know how to apply pain
Then bitch you can’t even say my name
This is a rich game and not for the wanna be gangsta bitches ...
I will blow smoke up your ass and leave you huffing
No, my sista I don’t get down with cunts I cannot wax
Hold this bitch still while I break her legs with my autographed Sammie Sosa baseball bat
Your dumb ass done confused the tigress with the cat
Coming all up to my table popping yang
If you aint dined on Beluga Sturgeon Caviar and know how to apply pain
Then bitch you can’t even say my name
This is a rich game and not for the wanna be gangsta bitches ...
#city
#drugs
#revenge
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
28th Oct 2022 1:55am
28th Oct 2022 1:55am
Ghost (The Nun Runner's Story Epic Trailer)
Gee... you heard this... this… rapper talking like he don’t know we unjustly serve
I run the South and the East, and your crew got the North and West locked on that swerve
Let the words rip my Queen... let’s show these fucks what we really mean.”
The Nun Runner
Oh... you a hard dick on here talking cash shit
It’s time I put a spin on some thangs, I’m the Nun Runner, bitch
You think you got the lock of my Gee’s game
Calling my dog off that mafia pyramid for a dud and fizzle my nizzle, without
bringing the reign
Only a...
I run the South and the East, and your crew got the North and West locked on that swerve
Let the words rip my Queen... let’s show these fucks what we really mean.”
The Nun Runner
Oh... you a hard dick on here talking cash shit
It’s time I put a spin on some thangs, I’m the Nun Runner, bitch
You think you got the lock of my Gee’s game
Calling my dog off that mafia pyramid for a dud and fizzle my nizzle, without
bringing the reign
Only a...
#corruption
#politics
#city #drugs
#city #drugs
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 3:53am
12th Oct 2022 3:53am
Grenade
Sugar Hill Estates
NoHo Manhattan
My Queen how does it feel to be legit
You know I never did eat where I sit when I piss
Send word out to the Cartels
Come correct with that pure cut, or I will see them all to hell
Make sure you strap up
Those boy’s toys are hard cut
And I need my crew’s eyes when we float down in the dirty South
Shoot anyone who gives you any mouth
Gee, who do we know in those parts we can trust
My Queen, no one, the last time, we thought we were on the up and up, you...
NoHo Manhattan
My Queen how does it feel to be legit
You know I never did eat where I sit when I piss
Send word out to the Cartels
Come correct with that pure cut, or I will see them all to hell
Make sure you strap up
Those boy’s toys are hard cut
And I need my crew’s eyes when we float down in the dirty South
Shoot anyone who gives you any mouth
Gee, who do we know in those parts we can trust
My Queen, no one, the last time, we thought we were on the up and up, you...
#city
#drugs
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About the City
