Poems About Passion Published by Members Recently Online
#passion
A Peaceful Greed
Belly burns with many inferno's inside.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
#passion
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
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A Peaceful Greed
Belly burns with many inferno's inside.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
#passion
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
234 reads
20 Comments
A Peaceful Greed
Belly burns with many inferno's inside.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
#passion
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
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20 Comments
Dawn
Sunrise excites me
As I get a tingle
Feeling your fingers
as they do mingle
A gentle caress
across my loins
As my hands
lift your night dress
Exposing your thighs
As my loins have now
begun to rise high
Molding into your bow
you whisper as you gasp
the dawn is about to burst
so make me your tramp
As I slide into your thirst
gently we begin to row
slowly and steady as
I kiss your ear lobe
whispering let's go slow
I tell you I love you
as we find our rhythm ...
As I get a tingle
Feeling your fingers
as they do mingle
A gentle caress
across my loins
As my hands
lift your night dress
Exposing your thighs
As my loins have now
begun to rise high
Molding into your bow
you whisper as you gasp
the dawn is about to burst
so make me your tramp
As I slide into your thirst
gently we begin to row
slowly and steady as
I kiss your ear lobe
whispering let's go slow
I tell you I love you
as we find our rhythm ...
#love
#passion
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Dawn
Sunrise excites me
As I get a tingle
Feeling your fingers
as they do mingle
A gentle caress
across my loins
As my hands
lift your night dress
Exposing your thighs
As my loins have now
begun to rise high
Molding into your bow
you whisper as you gasp
the dawn is about to burst
so make me your tramp
As I slide into your thirst
gently we begin to row
slowly and steady as
I kiss your ear lobe
whispering let's go slow
I tell you I love you
as we find our rhythm ...
As I get a tingle
Feeling your fingers
as they do mingle
A gentle caress
across my loins
As my hands
lift your night dress
Exposing your thighs
As my loins have now
begun to rise high
Molding into your bow
you whisper as you gasp
the dawn is about to burst
so make me your tramp
As I slide into your thirst
gently we begin to row
slowly and steady as
I kiss your ear lobe
whispering let's go slow
I tell you I love you
as we find our rhythm ...
#love
#passion
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3 Comments
Remember those times
When the colours where brighter
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#passion #PopCulture
#passion #PopCulture
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Remember those times
When the colours where brighter
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#passion #PopCulture
#passion #PopCulture
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1 Comment
Remember those times
When the colours where brighter
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#passion #PopCulture
#passion #PopCulture
137 reads
1 Comment
Remember those times
When the colours where brighter
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
It's a choice
Positive stinking
No need to swim in the mire
Negativity
The outlook of life's journey
all the same
Slowly dying
In these moments known
as now
Living or decaying
It's a choice
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#passion #PopCulture
#passion #PopCulture
137 reads
1 Comment
Maybe
listening to tingling chandeliers
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
#inspirational
#passion
#WritingPoetry
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4 Comments
Maybe
listening to tingling chandeliers
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
#inspirational
#passion
#WritingPoetry
146 reads
4 Comments
Maybe
listening to tingling chandeliers
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
softly spoken whispering minuets
a symphony in the moonlight
melancholy arabesque
on blades of grass, maybe
just a broken heart
#inspirational
#passion
#WritingPoetry
146 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Passion Published by Members Recently Online