CasketSharpe
Poem Published
29th Oct 2018 1:49pm
29th Oct 2018 1:49pm
Halloween Night Sex (Halloween Twisted Treat Series)
#porn
#night
#Halloween
672 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
15th Jan 2024 4:58pm
15th Jan 2024 4:58pm
mystery of night
I met
many people
came to
ejaculate
in the
candlelit room,
but
that white shadow
of your luxurious love
never allowed me to feel
a pleasant experience...
You always floating
in my eyes
by wearing wings
and disappear
into the lake
full of stars
as soon as
the sun's rays
fall on the earth...
many people
came to
ejaculate
in the
candlelit room,
but
that white shadow
of your luxurious love
never allowed me to feel
a pleasant experience...
You always floating
in my eyes
by wearing wings
and disappear
into the lake
full of stars
as soon as
the sun's rays
fall on the earth...
#night
#mystery
196 reads
18 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
30th May 2023 3:31am
30th May 2023 3:31am
Drop...Drip...Drape...Along My Dreamscape
it's been a long week.
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
#sex
#dreams
#night
#sleep
#dirty
455 reads
4 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
10th Sep 2021 3:15pm
10th Sep 2021 3:15pm
Dreams
I watch the revolutions of the horizon
with an instinctive knowing
that such a thing is an education
in being and growing.
As dawn expands in my heart
and mind, in a design
composed in champaign
and emerges in fully formed art.
In a day scanned by butterfly
wings, over colored petal
things, with an indomitable
will – Integral to a back drop of sky,
Perfectly pristine, baby blue
thing, pulsating behind the
wing shaped mirage where the
butterfly vanished, true -
In a space haze of Heisenberg ...
with an instinctive knowing
that such a thing is an education
in being and growing.
As dawn expands in my heart
and mind, in a design
composed in champaign
and emerges in fully formed art.
In a day scanned by butterfly
wings, over colored petal
things, with an indomitable
will – Integral to a back drop of sky,
Perfectly pristine, baby blue
thing, pulsating behind the
wing shaped mirage where the
butterfly vanished, true -
In a space haze of Heisenberg ...
#storm
#morning
#night #nature
#night #nature
429 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 1:22am
26th Sep 2023 1:22am
& through the gloom and the murk
he came home in the evening and picked up the book he’d been reading before his life had been interrupted by work
#night
80 reads
7 Comments
3rdEYErising
Poem Published
16th Nov 2023 8:09pm
16th Nov 2023 8:09pm
Ashley Darque
I was respectful
Or at least so I thought
Maybe I caught him in a midlife crisis
Maybe he should not have
Referred to me as Isis
In his dreams
Silly him
Is it my fault that his wife
Was ear hustling while he slept?
Listened closely as he snitched on himself
While he crept along my back alley
Sighhhh..
I'm not much into victimhood politics
People make choices
Choices have consequences
He just needed put an 'H' on his back
And...
Or at least so I thought
Maybe I caught him in a midlife crisis
Maybe he should not have
Referred to me as Isis
In his dreams
Silly him
Is it my fault that his wife
Was ear hustling while he slept?
Listened closely as he snitched on himself
While he crept along my back alley
Sighhhh..
I'm not much into victimhood politics
People make choices
Choices have consequences
He just needed put an 'H' on his back
And...
#marriage
#sex
#betrayal
#dreams
#night
299 reads
10 Comments
Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
13th Jun 2023 6:50pm
13th Jun 2023 6:50pm
Darkness
#dark
#night
#WritingPoetry #nightmares
#WritingPoetry #nightmares
107 reads
1 Comment
runningturtle87
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 1:37pm
4th Jan 2022 1:37pm
The Days of the Week
The Days of the Week
Each
Calendar
Starts
On its very
Own day.
Mine
Just
Begins
In its very
Own way.
Two
Taco
Tuesdays
For chicken
Take outs,
Two to
Eat there
And one
That just
Shouts.
Wednesdays
It's clear
That it's
All
My fault,
All my fault
Wednesdays
Is when
All wounds
Get salt.
Thursdays
It's back up
And all
Is
Reverse,
And then...
Each
Calendar
Starts
On its very
Own day.
Mine
Just
Begins
In its very
Own way.
Two
Taco
Tuesdays
For chicken
Take outs,
Two to
Eat there
And one
That just
Shouts.
Wednesdays
It's clear
That it's
All
My fault,
All my fault
Wednesdays
Is when
All wounds
Get salt.
Thursdays
It's back up
And all
Is
Reverse,
And then...
#morning
#night
#dawn
310 reads
0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
21st Dec 2020 4:13am
21st Dec 2020 4:13am
silence the night
quietly the night comes
silently having it's say
over the mountains
over the cold, deep, blue
ushering in the dark
terrifying yet calm
keeper of dreams
holder of visions
inside us all the child...afraid
do you yet dread?
the night will come and claim the day
a victor over it proclaimed
shining in silence
never a boast made
silently having it's say
over the mountains
over the cold, deep, blue
ushering in the dark
terrifying yet calm
keeper of dreams
holder of visions
inside us all the child...afraid
do you yet dread?
the night will come and claim the day
a victor over it proclaimed
shining in silence
never a boast made
#dark
#night
272 reads
10 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2023 5:16pm
22nd Jul 2023 5:16pm
A Cup of Sugar .
Winter is the season we all borrow that cup of
sugar . It’s that extra duvet and fluffy pjs to
appease the body with sweetness to abate
the climatic change as the thermometer drops
to minus degrees . It’s steaming hot chocolate held in cupped hands with two spoonfuls of
glucose and fructose of sugar cane . It’s tucked you in kissed you goodnight under a woollen scarfed moonlight sky .
sugar . It’s that extra duvet and fluffy pjs to
appease the body with sweetness to abate
the climatic change as the thermometer drops
to minus degrees . It’s steaming hot chocolate held in cupped hands with two spoonfuls of
glucose and fructose of sugar cane . It’s tucked you in kissed you goodnight under a woollen scarfed moonlight sky .
#sky
#winter
#night
#nature
#snow
104 reads
9 Comments
FATBOY300PLUS
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 5:57pm
18th Sep 2020 5:57pm
In The Absence of Light
As Black
And as Beautiful
As the night sky on a country road in the spring time
That peaceful place where the blinding glare from those "big city" lights no longer hide the beauty of the world as God meant it to be seen
Surrounded by a Blackness so total, and deep that sight as a sense becomes irrelevant
And the remaining senses come vibrantly alive and illuminate a world where Darkness is truly magnificent
Where a man can smell the bouquet of newly blooming flowers
Taste the fresh flavor of the clean air around him
Hear the flow...
And as Beautiful
As the night sky on a country road in the spring time
That peaceful place where the blinding glare from those "big city" lights no longer hide the beauty of the world as God meant it to be seen
Surrounded by a Blackness so total, and deep that sight as a sense becomes irrelevant
And the remaining senses come vibrantly alive and illuminate a world where Darkness is truly magnificent
Where a man can smell the bouquet of newly blooming flowers
Taste the fresh flavor of the clean air around him
Hear the flow...
#happiness
#strength
#spring #night
#spring #night
485 reads
9 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jan 2023 2:22pm
28th Jan 2023 2:22pm
Late night insight
Some say I'm incorrigible,
ill-disciplined, hypocritical
and a bad example.
Others call it
Revenge Bedtime Procrastination.
Whichever you believe, it's true;
I'm largely unable (or unwilling)
to go to bed.
When responsibilities of the day
and of work and family life
fall away;
when everyone is asleep
and the house is silent,
I reclaim my solitude
and find that
night time is a creative time.
Without distractions,
the words line up more pleasingly.
Without noise,
musical...
ill-disciplined, hypocritical
and a bad example.
Others call it
Revenge Bedtime Procrastination.
Whichever you believe, it's true;
I'm largely unable (or unwilling)
to go to bed.
When responsibilities of the day
and of work and family life
fall away;
when everyone is asleep
and the house is silent,
I reclaim my solitude
and find that
night time is a creative time.
Without distractions,
the words line up more pleasingly.
Without noise,
musical...
#night
#music
#LifeAsAWriter #art
#LifeAsAWriter #art
290 reads
16 Comments
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