Poems About Obsession Seeking Honest Critique
#obsession
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:51am
Yesterday 8:51am
Hold Me Like You Mean It
And so at last, you sleep,
in the circle of my arms
that push back the shadows so that you can rest vegetables, seaweed, herbs:
the foam of your dreams.
PABLO NERUDA
I once had a striker plate
where my chest is
so that whenever someone fell into my arms
they would ignite in pretty pictures
a bonfire to the throes of lust
the scent of sex and libertine-want hung about
me as if I was the perfume aisle in the drug store
cloying and thick with the regret of ...
in the circle of my arms
that push back the shadows so that you can rest vegetables, seaweed, herbs:
the foam of your dreams.
PABLO NERUDA
I once had a striker plate
where my chest is
so that whenever someone fell into my arms
they would ignite in pretty pictures
a bonfire to the throes of lust
the scent of sex and libertine-want hung about
me as if I was the perfume aisle in the drug store
cloying and thick with the regret of ...
#beauty
#ILoveYou
#obsession
62 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
21st Apr 2025 2:43pm
21st Apr 2025 2:43pm
466 days and some change
you ask if I had a
tetanus shot
before you pull
my naked madness
to yours
foreheads pressed,
your hands circle
my waist as
that razor sharp
bear-trap
on your chest
creaks on rusty springs
and baby
if it takes 10,000 hours
to develop callus enough
to endure
then I am
emotional fucking psoriasis
a mountain of
uncalcified heart skin
chronically rubbed off
against your chest spires
and I’ll give you
10,000 movie magic
moments ...
tetanus shot
before you pull
my naked madness
to yours
foreheads pressed,
your hands circle
my waist as
that razor sharp
bear-trap
on your chest
creaks on rusty springs
and baby
if it takes 10,000 hours
to develop callus enough
to endure
then I am
emotional fucking psoriasis
a mountain of
uncalcified heart skin
chronically rubbed off
against your chest spires
and I’ll give you
10,000 movie magic
moments ...
#love
#obsession
#passion #romantic
#passion #romantic
162 reads
12 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 5:11pm
19th Apr 2025 5:11pm
Oasis
You staggered in like a man
drowned in sand;
chapped lips,
bleached eyes,
skin peeled away at the
creases in your mind
Your hard hand
captured my wrist
viper-fast,
and brought my
palm to your
fevered cheek
as if I had a lingering
kiss of winter on
my fingers
you closed your eyes,
let go of the
breath gripped
in your chest,
and shifted your face
to touch your
mouth to the center
of my palm
and that was enough
to pull you down on...
drowned in sand;
chapped lips,
bleached eyes,
skin peeled away at the
creases in your mind
Your hard hand
captured my wrist
viper-fast,
and brought my
palm to your
fevered cheek
as if I had a lingering
kiss of winter on
my fingers
you closed your eyes,
let go of the
breath gripped
in your chest,
and shifted your face
to touch your
mouth to the center
of my palm
and that was enough
to pull you down on...
#obsession
#lover
#romantic
171 reads
18 Comments
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 12:25pm
19th Apr 2025 12:25pm
She Told Me I Was A Confusing Human Being
it rained today for the first time in months
it’s still slightly drizzling now
I like cold weather
I ripped a cupboard out today
fitted a new one
to a tune of applause
from the old dear who’s house it was
her old doors were jammed up
so tight I had to pry them out with a crow bar
all this to say I sweated
hurt my thumb again because it’s
still healing scar tissue
it really is virgin skin
and hasn’t been smashed around for 10,000 hours
not yet, but it’ll get there
everything of mine has...
it’s still slightly drizzling now
I like cold weather
I ripped a cupboard out today
fitted a new one
to a tune of applause
from the old dear who’s house it was
her old doors were jammed up
so tight I had to pry them out with a crow bar
all this to say I sweated
hurt my thumb again because it’s
still healing scar tissue
it really is virgin skin
and hasn’t been smashed around for 10,000 hours
not yet, but it’ll get there
everything of mine has...
#obsession
137 reads
3 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 10:53pm
15th Apr 2025 10:53pm
red sky perfect
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses, “ Ovid
I handed you a travel mug
of coffee
and blushed
at the twinge in my
ahem,
girly parts.
You grinned that He-Man
smile you get when you
out fuck me,
like you just slayed a
T-Rex with one hand
on your pecker
and babe,
you almost
turned me
inside out
last night ...
I handed you a travel mug
of coffee
and blushed
at the twinge in my
ahem,
girly parts.
You grinned that He-Man
smile you get when you
out fuck me,
like you just slayed a
T-Rex with one hand
on your pecker
and babe,
you almost
turned me
inside out
last night ...
#lover
#obsession
#passion
#romantic
#sex
193 reads
14 Comments
Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
15th Apr 2025 9:45pm
15th Apr 2025 9:45pm
We’re Here, f**k It, It’s Fine
We sit on the couch
the one you fucked up
the one I fucked you up on
your naked body pressed into mine
until the adrenaline, shock
and post coitus dopamine become more manageable
I hold your shivering body
knowing that I’m the net
that it means more than all the bravado
and dick swinging
that you need that soft space to land
because power suits and sweet-dagger-retorts
take their toll
sometime you need to be
you
trembling in that blushing hue
of...
the one you fucked up
the one I fucked you up on
your naked body pressed into mine
until the adrenaline, shock
and post coitus dopamine become more manageable
I hold your shivering body
knowing that I’m the net
that it means more than all the bravado
and dick swinging
that you need that soft space to land
because power suits and sweet-dagger-retorts
take their toll
sometime you need to be
you
trembling in that blushing hue
of...
#beauty
#obsession
105 reads
2 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 7:54pm
14th Apr 2025 7:54pm
Unrepentantly submissive over that damn couch
#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic
#obsession
#orgasm
327 reads
20 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Apr 2025 6:12pm
13th Apr 2025 6:12pm
Channeling Shadows
In the dim-lit chamber, the air grows thin.
The psychographer draws the specter in.
Quill in hand, trembling, eager to scribe.
Echoes of Poe dark whispers imbibe.
The raven stirs, though fleshless it stays.
Its shadow looms eternal in haze.
"Speak," pleads the vessel, a soul unwinded.
Through fingertips flows the long-silenced mind.
Words spill forth, grotesque and divine.
Lines of sorrow, of death’s cold design.
Each phrase etched in despair’s black tongue.
An ode to the lost, the morbid unsung.
...
The psychographer draws the specter in.
Quill in hand, trembling, eager to scribe.
Echoes of Poe dark whispers imbibe.
The raven stirs, though fleshless it stays.
Its shadow looms eternal in haze.
"Speak," pleads the vessel, a soul unwinded.
Through fingertips flows the long-silenced mind.
Words spill forth, grotesque and divine.
Lines of sorrow, of death’s cold design.
Each phrase etched in despair’s black tongue.
An ode to the lost, the morbid unsung.
...
#EdgarAllanPoe
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#obsession
#spiritual
64 reads
6 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 2:55am
12th Apr 2025 2:55am
Dark symphonics (With Nevermindthegaps)
#dirty
#obsession
#orgasm
#porn
#sex
276 reads
22 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 6:50pm
11th Apr 2025 6:50pm
I left the wig on when we f**ked
We’d gotten the diagnoses
that we have terminal
cancer of the relationship.
we tried chemo
and rebounds
and screaming at each other
until our lungs ran out of air
and sorrow carved
in our face like glacier canyons
You could never love me
even with the lights off
too afraid, I guess,
of what that looks like
maybe my mercurial touch
across those empty spaces
in your chest are like a slime mold
or a toxin,
or a cluster of tender-feelings herpes,
infecting you with...
that we have terminal
cancer of the relationship.
we tried chemo
and rebounds
and screaming at each other
until our lungs ran out of air
and sorrow carved
in our face like glacier canyons
You could never love me
even with the lights off
too afraid, I guess,
of what that looks like
maybe my mercurial touch
across those empty spaces
in your chest are like a slime mold
or a toxin,
or a cluster of tender-feelings herpes,
infecting you with...
#lover
#obsession
#passion
#romantic
#sex
157 reads
4 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 5:35pm
10th Apr 2025 5:35pm
obsession
years after your return,
frozen memories thaw
in the warmth of your presence...
i tried to survive
many winters
on my own...all alone,
while...you were relishing
sweet fragrance of blossoming flowers;
blessings of summer showers,
with your beloved...
don't know why
i couldn't erase you
from my heart
the longing...yearning,
like snowflakes
freezing me in the cold...
even though you left me in lurch
yet...
yet i kept you locked in my soul...
and now...that she's left
leaving...
frozen memories thaw
in the warmth of your presence...
i tried to survive
many winters
on my own...all alone,
while...you were relishing
sweet fragrance of blossoming flowers;
blessings of summer showers,
with your beloved...
don't know why
i couldn't erase you
from my heart
the longing...yearning,
like snowflakes
freezing me in the cold...
even though you left me in lurch
yet...
yet i kept you locked in my soul...
and now...that she's left
leaving...
#breakup
#heartbroken
#hope
#love
#obsession
158 reads
11 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 1:07am
10th Apr 2025 1:07am
Untied
#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#obsession
#sex
403 reads
12 Comments
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