JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
Expensive habits
Sometimes cheap habits are even worse than expensive habits. Please consider that when you are reading this.
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
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10 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
Expensive habits
Sometimes cheap habits are even worse than expensive habits. Please consider that when you are reading this.
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
511 reads
10 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
Expensive habits
Sometimes cheap habits are even worse than expensive habits. Please consider that when you are reading this.
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
511 reads
10 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
Expensive habits
Sometimes cheap habits are even worse than expensive habits. Please consider that when you are reading this.
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
511 reads
10 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
7th Nov 2022 2:48pm
Expensive habits
Sometimes cheap habits are even worse than expensive habits. Please consider that when you are reading this.
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
And this one’s called:
Expensive habits
Jill smiles and winks for good measure
‘I am here to make amends
I’m destined for greater things’
And slid her hands down Lenny’s pants
His hands lingered a bit too long
On Jill’s creamy thighs
Hands are not supposed to have brains
But Lenny’s hands thought: nice
A marriage is just like cleaning
It’s a job that’s never done
So shut up, grit your teeth and...
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
511 reads
10 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
can we start over?
They say time heals all things
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
#love
#relationships
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
475 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
can we start over?
They say time heals all things
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
#love
#relationships
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
475 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
can we start over?
They say time heals all things
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
#love
#relationships
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
475 reads
4 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
3rd Jun 2022 8:23am
can we start over?
They say time heals all things
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
and I don't know if those words
are true or just something
the wounded say to themselves
I've lived through things
I thought wouldn't get better
and still woke up one day
with lungs full of air
and a smile for the sunshine
Can we start over and leave
these demons behind?
let the past fade
to lessons learned
I want to let go
of all the things I fear
find happiness
in the adventures to come
But I've rocked up to...
#love
#relationships
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
#forgiveness #MentalHealth
475 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
313 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
313 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
313 reads
7 Comments
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