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yiyi
yiyi
Published
4th Apr 2025 5:26pm
4th Apr 2025 5:26pm
to the sadist's cremains in my panty drawer ~
iii}
wonder who
you were protecting
other than yourself
when you lied that
the chemo was working
{ii}
you died.
on a monday.
six hours
after i
held your hand,
memorized
the paper-thin texture
of your pallid skin,
focusing on
the gentle press of
your bones
against my palm.
said i love you.
see you later.
your eyes
were
wide & terrified
like you could see
it reaching for you
and i got a mocha
on the way out ...
wonder who
you were protecting
other than yourself
when you lied that
the chemo was working
{ii}
you died.
on a monday.
six hours
after i
held your hand,
memorized
the paper-thin texture
of your pallid skin,
focusing on
the gentle press of
your bones
against my palm.
said i love you.
see you later.
your eyes
were
wide & terrified
like you could see
it reaching for you
and i got a mocha
on the way out ...
#death
#grief
176 reads
11 Comments
Betty
Published
7th Apr 2025 00:58am
7th Apr 2025 00:58am
That night you almost slept on the couch
#dirty
#obsession
#orgasm #sex
#orgasm #sex
235 reads
25 Comments
DevilsChild
Published
23rd Mar 2025 6:43am
23rd Mar 2025 6:43am
The DUP Massacre
we were all brought to the DUP mansion
but it wasn’t just any place
it was one where we played
as the Webmistress encouraged us
like she was Willy Wonka
and PoetSpeak said “let’s drink!”
heading to the dining room
Duende served us up something good
as we think “what a wonderful place”
the lights go out
Bluevelvete was dead
hit over the head with a candle stick
we wondered where the Webmistress went
could it be her who was the killer?
we went to the lounge to...
but it wasn’t just any place
it was one where we played
as the Webmistress encouraged us
like she was Willy Wonka
and PoetSpeak said “let’s drink!”
heading to the dining room
Duende served us up something good
as we think “what a wonderful place”
the lights go out
Bluevelvete was dead
hit over the head with a candle stick
we wondered where the Webmistress went
could it be her who was the killer?
we went to the lounge to...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
251 reads
18 Comments
Betty
Published
15th Mar 2025 8:35pm
15th Mar 2025 8:35pm
Touched
I’m lying
in a strange bed
captivated by my own
thoughts,
and unable to
carve out the image
of our hands entwined
against these white sheets
all I can see
in the pitch black
are your veins
popped out
as your forearms shake,
and your tongue rips
my will out
in time with
the slaps
of our
sweaty bodies,
and we catch
our moans
in each other’s
throats as
your chest
hair rakes
my nipples
and
your sweat pools
at my belly button
and...
in a strange bed
captivated by my own
thoughts,
and unable to
carve out the image
of our hands entwined
against these white sheets
all I can see
in the pitch black
are your veins
popped out
as your forearms shake,
and your tongue rips
my will out
in time with
the slaps
of our
sweaty bodies,
and we catch
our moans
in each other’s
throats as
your chest
hair rakes
my nipples
and
your sweat pools
at my belly button
and...
#love
#sex
360 reads
22 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Published
24th Mar 2025 6:32am
24th Mar 2025 6:32am
Circling To Swarm
Don’t know where these roads lead
Some closed others off the beaten path
Mile after mile paved in endless greed
Dirty deeds exposed after the bloodbath
So many moving parts in this machine
Places to hide and manipulate from
Having paid to wipe the system clean
Another talking head is playing dumb
Wicked regime turning back the clock
Indentured servants not a working class
Innocent victims reside on the cellblock
While war criminals receive a free pass
Trying to weather this fascist storm
That’s meant to...
Some closed others off the beaten path
Mile after mile paved in endless greed
Dirty deeds exposed after the bloodbath
So many moving parts in this machine
Places to hide and manipulate from
Having paid to wipe the system clean
Another talking head is playing dumb
Wicked regime turning back the clock
Indentured servants not a working class
Innocent victims reside on the cellblock
While war criminals receive a free pass
Trying to weather this fascist storm
That’s meant to...
#philosophical
165 reads
23 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Published
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
1st Apr 2025 8:14pm
[NaPoWriMo - 2025 Collection] Flowers from Thoughts
NaPoWriMo Collection: Flowers from Thoughts]
Prelude
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before ...
Prelude
Flush wisteria, lavender
ripened upon their vine
Eliot’s hyacinth couple
deep purple, beyond the rain-
pummeled garden gate
A mossy footpath, wet
seeping between toes
of bare feet, droplets plop
extend upward, fall
into Earth's moistened mouth
. . .Other echoes
Inhabit the garden. Shall we follow?
Not to learn but remember
nor think back to before ...
#nature
#mythology
#nostalgia
236 reads
11 Comments
Duende
Published
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
25th Mar 2025 2:00pm
Dead Inside
to say i'm utterly
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
devastated is an
understatement
i feel crushed
The day after
i saw our home
will be closing
its doors i was
told Two of my
supportworkers
will have to stop
due to protocols
and regulations
the government
who Wants more
money & power
they always do
it means i'll lose
3/4 of my support
system including
the deep site my
lifeline & you guys
everything familiar
feels like i'm walking
on...
#dark
#depression
200 reads
20 Comments
Duende
Published
30th Mar 2025 2:00pm
30th Mar 2025 2:00pm
Spicy Fifty
i am a spicy fifty
with flirtini eyes
a slippery nipple
and gunfire spirit
gonna astro your
pop gin your coke
bomb your skittle
let me disco your
drumstick, snicker
your tini sex your
beach peach your
martini flora dora
your piña colada
gonna blow your
job or your gasms
& cougar you pink
royal your bermuda
golden your dream
bunny your easter
ocean your breeze
oatmeal your cookie
bloody your mary lime
your...
with flirtini eyes
a slippery nipple
and gunfire spirit
gonna astro your
pop gin your coke
bomb your skittle
let me disco your
drumstick, snicker
your tini sex your
beach peach your
martini flora dora
your piña colada
gonna blow your
job or your gasms
& cougar you pink
royal your bermuda
golden your dream
bunny your easter
ocean your breeze
oatmeal your cookie
bloody your mary lime
your...
#dirty
#erotic
313 reads
26 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Published
15th Mar 2025 8:23am
15th Mar 2025 8:23am
Overkill - Wrecking Your Neck
Welcome, Backstage, I’m Damian DeadLove. Tonights band is: Overkill. That’s right we’re talking about the boys from, Jersey. I’m a huge fan of this band they are by far my favorite thrash metal band.
Shout out to my brother, J.J.Burton, who got me into this band. This one’s for you.
The band formed in 1980 in New Jersey. They’re one of the most successful east coast thrash bands ever. They’ve been called the Motörhead of thrash, in fact the band name comes from the title of Motörhead’s second album.
The band has recorded 20 studio albums...
Shout out to my brother, J.J.Burton, who got me into this band. This one’s for you.
The band formed in 1980 in New Jersey. They’re one of the most successful east coast thrash bands ever. They’ve been called the Motörhead of thrash, in fact the band name comes from the title of Motörhead’s second album.
The band has recorded 20 studio albums...
#music
#prose
187 reads
20 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Published
4th Apr 2025 5:00pm
4th Apr 2025 5:00pm
On Your Timeline
Have you ever thought of time
As being a line
Crossing dimensions
In our minds...
A push and pull
At first, a feeling
A feeling
Unfamiliar
Yet familiar at the same time?
Separate lines parallel
Glide closer
Ever closer
To the one
Drawing nearer
To the time that divides
Night from day
Hunter from prey
Joy from dismay
Cut a line in the sand
And take my hand
For I will stop you
Drowning -
Losing time
As being a line
Crossing dimensions
In our minds...
A push and pull
At first, a feeling
A feeling
Unfamiliar
Yet familiar at the same time?
Separate lines parallel
Glide closer
Ever closer
To the one
Drawing nearer
To the time that divides
Night from day
Hunter from prey
Joy from dismay
Cut a line in the sand
And take my hand
For I will stop you
Drowning -
Losing time
#StreamOfConsciousness
#sensual
#friendship #PowerOfWords
#friendship #PowerOfWords
164 reads
23 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Published
10th Apr 2025 9:13am
10th Apr 2025 9:13am
D Minor
Candlelight flickers against a dark ceiling
Another tequila shot with a beer backer
Writing blunt words forecasting a feeling
This ink that stains the page like lacquer
Miserable vibes eating from the inside out
Spiraling deeper into famine and drought
Penning poetry in the chord of D minor
Reflecting what’s going on in this fragile heart
Always the opening act to the headliner
Knowing who’s real or just acting the part
Different kind of cat running through lives
An open book with a stubborn streak
When...
Another tequila shot with a beer backer
Writing blunt words forecasting a feeling
This ink that stains the page like lacquer
Miserable vibes eating from the inside out
Spiraling deeper into famine and drought
Penning poetry in the chord of D minor
Reflecting what’s going on in this fragile heart
Always the opening act to the headliner
Knowing who’s real or just acting the part
Different kind of cat running through lives
An open book with a stubborn streak
When...
#philosophical
109 reads
19 Comments
PoetSpeak
Published
18th Mar 2025 8:19pm
18th Mar 2025 8:19pm
Intimate Colors of the Universe
The colors of intimacy
Much to explore.
Gentleness and broken glass
Sweet touch and raw sensation
We are a color that hasn't been invented
Never seen by the universe
But we exist
And we shine…
Much to explore.
Gentleness and broken glass
Sweet touch and raw sensation
We are a color that hasn't been invented
Never seen by the universe
But we exist
And we shine…
#erotic
#love
#lover
#seductive
#WritingPoetry
253 reads
25 Comments
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