Poems About Power Published by Members Recently Online
#power
Take it all off... for me.
There is a catwalk in the club.
There is a pole.
And they come here at night
To see the waves of sex,
To enjoy the naked flesh.
A stripper at a pole
Curls, caresses a snake.
As if he were a pole - a male,
Naked in front of him, a female
Dragging him away
From people's vicious glances,
Wriggling to the rhythm,
With her body saying: "I need it!
I want you! Want to!
Well, take me quickly...
Licking the pole with my tongue,
Hips took the rhythm faster...
The eyes of the men...
There is a pole.
And they come here at night
To see the waves of sex,
To enjoy the naked flesh.
A stripper at a pole
Curls, caresses a snake.
As if he were a pole - a male,
Naked in front of him, a female
Dragging him away
From people's vicious glances,
Wriggling to the rhythm,
With her body saying: "I need it!
I want you! Want to!
Well, take me quickly...
Licking the pole with my tongue,
Hips took the rhythm faster...
The eyes of the men...
#lust
#power
#dirty
#sensual
#passion
770 reads
44 Comments
Take it all off... for me.
There is a catwalk in the club.
There is a pole.
And they come here at night
To see the waves of sex,
To enjoy the naked flesh.
A stripper at a pole
Curls, caresses a snake.
As if he were a pole - a male,
Naked in front of him, a female
Dragging him away
From people's vicious glances,
Wriggling to the rhythm,
With her body saying: "I need it!
I want you! Want to!
Well, take me quickly...
Licking the pole with my tongue,
Hips took the rhythm faster...
The eyes of the men...
There is a pole.
And they come here at night
To see the waves of sex,
To enjoy the naked flesh.
A stripper at a pole
Curls, caresses a snake.
As if he were a pole - a male,
Naked in front of him, a female
Dragging him away
From people's vicious glances,
Wriggling to the rhythm,
With her body saying: "I need it!
I want you! Want to!
Well, take me quickly...
Licking the pole with my tongue,
Hips took the rhythm faster...
The eyes of the men...
#lust
#power
#dirty
#sensual
#passion
770 reads
44 Comments
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
210 reads
22 Comments
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
210 reads
22 Comments
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
210 reads
22 Comments
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
210 reads
22 Comments
Lips and Aura … Come Closer Babe
Let’s face it
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
I got it
You want it
It’s ok
Holidays are almost here
Get the real deal
Accept no substitutes
Free Delivery
#identity
#men
#myself
#power
#romantic
210 reads
22 Comments
Where is peace?
Dissipating thoughts
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
#hate
#power
#politics
#war
#death
604 reads
16 Comments
Where is peace?
Dissipating thoughts
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
#hate
#power
#politics
#war
#death
604 reads
16 Comments
Where is peace?
Dissipating thoughts
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
#hate
#power
#politics
#war
#death
604 reads
16 Comments
Where is peace?
Dissipating thoughts
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
#hate
#power
#politics
#war
#death
604 reads
16 Comments
Where is peace?
Dissipating thoughts
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
Spill across the morning
Only to float away in the breeze
Before we see them
The soldier awakes in a foreign land
He smells breakfast cooking nearby
Faintly, his mother's call
Reaches his ear
" Come here son, hurry!
You'll be late for school."
The voice disintegrates
Falling into a vast chasm
The soldier looks all around
But he is surrounded
By the ghost who have gone before him
Where is mother?
Where is home?
I see a vision
Of the great mushroom cloud...
#hate
#power
#politics
#war
#death
604 reads
16 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Power Published by Members Recently Online