Solomon_Song
Poem Published
19th Jun 2021 7:15am
19th Jun 2021 7:15am
LOVE AMONG THE BUSHES
This is the jungle that we are in,
where it's better to be in our skin,
than in clothes, now perspiration soaked,
that we shed where by shade we are cloaked.
When our nakedness spares no blushes,
let us make love among the bushes,
The sounds of passion echo around
as I thrust into you on the ground,
or, other way, you cowgirling me,
breasts overhung like fruit on a tree,
us serenaded in the thickets
by nighttime chirping of the crickets.
Shining eyes watch from night darkened trees
as my body's framed...
where it's better to be in our skin,
than in clothes, now perspiration soaked,
that we shed where by shade we are cloaked.
When our nakedness spares no blushes,
let us make love among the bushes,
The sounds of passion echo around
as I thrust into you on the ground,
or, other way, you cowgirling me,
breasts overhung like fruit on a tree,
us serenaded in the thickets
by nighttime chirping of the crickets.
Shining eyes watch from night darkened trees
as my body's framed...
#sex
#erotic
#night #rhyming
#night #rhyming
43 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 3:35am
18th Jun 2021 3:35am
Battle Ax Poem By Adagio (Production By SKC)
Hauntings of my shadows
brings back memories
of my obituary
etched in tallow
like a candle in the wind
dripping sorrows
of my sins, whispering...
God! blade the Queen
Of remission and stagnation
and eternal damnation’s new rein
in shafts of remindful lavatories
behind shadowing’s of tearaway’s tears
a lonely candle of talon flame
veiled in darken widower weeds
wed to the hourglass of dusk
Inglorious to the sweetness of the wine
of which I bring shame
and eternal damnation’s new rein
dripping...
brings back memories
of my obituary
etched in tallow
like a candle in the wind
dripping sorrows
of my sins, whispering...
God! blade the Queen
Of remission and stagnation
and eternal damnation’s new rein
in shafts of remindful lavatories
behind shadowing’s of tearaway’s tears
a lonely candle of talon flame
veiled in darken widower weeds
wed to the hourglass of dusk
Inglorious to the sweetness of the wine
of which I bring shame
and eternal damnation’s new rein
dripping...
#dark
#evil
#night #scary
#night #scary
48 reads
15 Comments
DarkDrifter
Poe Clark
Poe Clark
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 10:59pm
17th Jun 2021 10:59pm
Last Farewell
Death seeks me
falling asleep
finding my breath
taken from me
stark awakening
gasping for air
beads of sweat pour
from my face
my chest rising
and falling
is this anxiety
or destiny calling
I exhale
knowing this,
my last farewell
falling asleep
finding my breath
taken from me
stark awakening
gasping for air
beads of sweat pour
from my face
my chest rising
and falling
is this anxiety
or destiny calling
I exhale
knowing this,
my last farewell
#dark
#night
38 reads
7 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 7:01pm
17th Jun 2021 7:01pm
TAKING LIBERTIES WITH DARKNESS
Away from crowds
Into the darkness
Where our conversations led
The tinge of our excitement
As a thing
The night-time hid
Silhouettes as black
As bees
In the flowerbed
"I'm going to kiss you"
Is what you said
And then you did
Into the darkness
Where our conversations led
The tinge of our excitement
As a thing
The night-time hid
Silhouettes as black
As bees
In the flowerbed
"I'm going to kiss you"
Is what you said
And then you did
#dark
#night
#rhyming #memories
#rhyming #memories
22 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
14th Jun 2021 2:58pm
14th Jun 2021 2:58pm
From The Gable
In a shadow from a photograph
dripping a cough of sorrow
covered with the dust of years past
listening to an old house echo
from the bowels of its coal furnace
but the clothes hangers are still there
swinging in the night's draft
looking from the gable
in a shadow from a photograph
dripping a cough of sorrow
covered with the dust of years past
listening to an old house echo
from the bowels of its coal furnace
but the clothes hangers are still there
swinging in the night's draft
looking from the gable
in a shadow from a photograph
#gothic
#night
#shadows
37 reads
4 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
8th Jun 2021 8:48pm
8th Jun 2021 8:48pm
blooming night
that darkness
peered at me
through
sleepy eyes,
under
a sweet smell
of the night
blooming
all around me,
sweet perfume
dreamed,
golden glows
high,
too high
to touch,
but i desperately
reach out
wanting
to feel
my fingertips
touching you,
exposing myself
to the moon,
the soft padding
hid
between
the stars
break their pattern,
beautiful lights
caressing
the longing
in myself,
i will shine
along
as long
as the night ...
peered at me
through
sleepy eyes,
under
a sweet smell
of the night
blooming
all around me,
sweet perfume
dreamed,
golden glows
high,
too high
to touch,
but i desperately
reach out
wanting
to feel
my fingertips
touching you,
exposing myself
to the moon,
the soft padding
hid
between
the stars
break their pattern,
beautiful lights
caressing
the longing
in myself,
i will shine
along
as long
as the night ...
#moon
#stars
#sky
#night
#nature
32 reads
10 Comments
Chords_of_red
Gayle
Gayle
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 9:29pm
5th Jun 2021 9:29pm
What In Darkness Exists~~With Adiago
Double bubble toil
and a twist
What kind of trouble
in darkness exists
exiting death
to Limbo
and Tinker Toys
of life's insanity
in the arms of
pure calamity
waking up to
morbid delight
in the closet
of my dreams uptight
tightened by a
shadow wench
whose chest was
quite buxom
her shoe caught
In the abyss
and a twist
What kind of trouble
in darkness exists
exiting death
to Limbo
and Tinker Toys
of life's insanity
in the arms of
pure calamity
waking up to
morbid delight
in the closet
of my dreams uptight
tightened by a
shadow wench
whose chest was
quite buxom
her shoe caught
In the abyss
#dark
#night
36 reads
11 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
26th May 2021 3:29pm
26th May 2021 3:29pm
Breathless In The Moonlight
#erotic
#moon
#night
#lover
#passion
237 reads
22 Comments
senid
Poem Published
26th May 2021 10:27am
26th May 2021 10:27am
Written on my soul
Written on my soul
written May 17th, 2021
Some poems
are written
with pen and paper
in the light of day.
Other poems
are written on my soul
when the night is so thick
no light will pierce it.
They all come from the same place
and must be written
either easily or through hard labor
with trembling and tears
ink the color of blood
waiting for dawn
to reveal what was written
the night before.
Often I am scared to look
and fold it away
to look at another day
when I am...
written May 17th, 2021
Some poems
are written
with pen and paper
in the light of day.
Other poems
are written on my soul
when the night is so thick
no light will pierce it.
They all come from the same place
and must be written
either easily or through hard labor
with trembling and tears
ink the color of blood
waiting for dawn
to reveal what was written
the night before.
Often I am scared to look
and fold it away
to look at another day
when I am...
#night
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
41 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
18th May 2021 00:20am
18th May 2021 00:20am
The Silken Tea
..with twilight's eulogy
go silent in the night
and bath in the dark
with the jaded empress
of the silken tea
neath the lotus moon
whispering to the koi
of the lavender kimono
with the silence of lust...
go silent in the night
and bath in the dark
with the jaded empress
of the silken tea
neath the lotus moon
whispering to the koi
of the lavender kimono
with the silence of lust...
#erotic
#night
#sensual
76 reads
10 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
16th May 2021 9:46am
16th May 2021 9:46am
Dream Well
I do not stand on a cloud tonight.
Rather, I swaddle myself in warmth
And the familiarity of lonely stretches
Legs reaching to the edges of my bed.
Maniacal laughter has given way to sobs,
And tears have silenced into musing.
My eyes subtly burn, piercing the night,
As I give in to the sweet escape of my dreams.
Rather, I swaddle myself in warmth
And the familiarity of lonely stretches
Legs reaching to the edges of my bed.
Maniacal laughter has given way to sobs,
And tears have silenced into musing.
My eyes subtly burn, piercing the night,
As I give in to the sweet escape of my dreams.
#hope
#dreams
#night
#drugs
#addiction
55 reads
1 Comment
slipalong
Poem Published
15th May 2021 1:09pm
15th May 2021 1:09pm
Twilight
15/31
A couch and calm companion
the vibrant day its chapter ends
her shades in violet hues
weary bones, like prayers amen's
Shake the starch that was the chore
the mattress turned
dons the dressing gown of blue velour
the sundial sees nowhere to point
A couch and calm companion
the vibrant day its chapter ends
her shades in violet hues
weary bones, like prayers amen's
Shake the starch that was the chore
the mattress turned
dons the dressing gown of blue velour
the sundial sees nowhere to point
#night
#nature
35 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Night Poems
