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a short poem written written late last night, inspired by a thought of someone i should not be thinking of.
This is a very erotic poem. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Aaron Shamoba
True meanings of love
Â». If you love her because of her
eyes,lips or body,
it is not "Love" it is "LUST"
Â». If it is because of her intelligence
or insight about life,
it is not "Love", its "ADMIRATION"
Â». If its because she cries every time
you try to leave her,
it is not "Love" it is...
Want to guess what I had just done when I wrote this?!
Not every kiss is birthed from sweetness...Not every kiss ends with happiness...
Poetry | Updated Jul 20, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Devin Williamson
When drunk at a bar, things can go wrong.
By Nicolas Diaz Guevara
Her claws gripped on my flesh as I felt my soul get out of my body, and I fell, to the cold ground, I was half asleep half awake, within a dream...
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.
But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be
drunk. And if sometimes,...
My mind is ''distoreded'' .
You the one that make me smile
when i see your face
i get ''inhoreded''
you make me do things that get my
mind ''precoreded.'' you're the girl
that makes my heart ''xenostoreded''.
You're voice you're face you're smile
you're eyes and lips have...
A BOY AND A MEETING WITH A GIRL IN A SCHOOL CORRIDOR IN 1962
Poetry | Updated May 12, 2014 | Reads: 42 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poem doodled in the boredom of class
About a man's experience with a mysterious woman he barely knows anything about.
By Walmart Lover
what i wouldnt give to feel his touch....
Poetry | Updated Mar 1, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Rose Wolfe
The overwhelming feeling of needing you in my arms is sometimes unbearable.