Poetry anyone?

[LestR]

---

I put my lip,
on the juicy tip,
body 36 24 36,
who cant resist....

Ur perfectly cold,
ur sweat so bold,
you make me want you more
Like i hadnt before,
oh your so great
Please! I beg, give me a break!

I love you.my Coke!..ehehhehehe

[binarypill]

mine

she stirs my inner echoes with her words
like chiming bells or ancient melodies
my mind, once closed, opened again
unprepared, unwanted, she comes into me

she stares at my soul with almond eyes
she says my name and calls me demon
she calls me child, she calls me man
she calls me angel, she calls me god

she touches me with velvet fingertips
i shudder and shiver with fear, delight
she strips my glamor, sees me human
sees me inhuman, sees me divine

she grips my heart, my soul, my body
i quiver, i shudder, i am mad
driven insane by such wanton defilement
yet lusting for more and more

i reach for her, my strength afire
my eyes searching and demanding
my skin burning, wanting, needing
my soul writhing, reaching, desiring

i find her, at once a ghost and a body
her eyes, they accuse, they invite
they quiver with unearthly delight
they laugh at me, with me, for me

her skin, soft, warm, inviting
like porcelain, like lavender
like lace, like silk, like fire
burning on my skin, alight with desire

i take her, mad and unforgiving
no other thought, no heavier desire
but to hold her, own her, make her mine
take her from herself, with me, into me

the raging floods within crash and tumble
wild and unchecked, a storm, a tempest
a crashing of desire, a battle of the senses
a boiling sea of unbridled animal instincts

but like every storm, in time it ebbs and wanes
my desire, it empties, my storm, becalmed
out of blind lust, out of desire i have her
she is mine, i watch her, waiting

her skin, porcelain and soft against mine
her eyes, almond, calm, pure
and her voice, warm, soft, sure
she owns me, she says. she owns me

[vahnhelsing]

up this one... i'll post mine....

[binarypill]

1:41 at dawn
monkey sits in front of a console
enjoys poetic license

[ayzie]

Sharing my works....

https://www.triond.com/users/ayaBee

[Bawit]

THE TOMBS

I have come to talk with them
at the edge of the field. They ask me
to sit and the light drains from my hands
in the old hollows of the copestone.
A dark pocket of earth, rock-slump,
a few shrubs, even the goats avoid it.

I can hear them
puzzling over their bones,
which ones to go walking
and their hair fallen in the corner
growing by itself.
When at last they came out
they bring a few scales of moss
to show me where they are standing.

Down the road vagrants huddle by fires
their backs turned, mouths hardly moving
pretending there is no food.

It is already night in the fresh cuts
on the face of the stone quarry.
The rock pool glides in blackness
and the water wanders off somewhere
all night
hoping for something to come back to.


~Bawit

[Bawit]

AFTERLIGHT

I could describe a face for you
lovelier than the afterlight
left under leaf or shimmering in
lake shallows when pleasure
boats return with dripping oars
shipped close against their sides.

I could tell how her body burns
at night like nothing legal should
turning with me as I move to ease
and carry her, and how she gentles
afterwards slaking into sleep
But that would not complete here.

You would have to listen when
with grieving eyes and soft mouth
torn by nothing she can name
she stands averted from the light
her arms unwanted by her side
dying through her loveliness.


~Bawit

[krizanya]

poetry can also be a therapy.? hmmm.. never thought of that before..

[pOt`pOt]

-was blind-


alone in my home i hide
a dope narcotic death ride
the sedation got stupefy
fragile body calcify

escape from reality unto fantasy
intoxicating blissful ecstacy
sail through the wind i glide
the smoke controlled my mind..

[Hellblazer 2.1]

DARK SKIES

Dark skies brood and loom ahead
But I want to ride the lightning instead
When will it rain, when will it rain
To wash away this loneliness and pain

Dark skies brood and loom ahead
Amidst unforgiving heat seeping in my head
When will it rain, when will it rain
Before my alter ego goes insane

Dark skies brood and loom ahead
Coughing up fire and blood to shed
When will it rain, when will it rain
To flood my tools I hope to gain

Dark skies brood and loom ahead
I want it to rain desperately I said
When will it rain, when will it rain
Before this faith goes down the drain.




written last 21st day of the 9th month of the year of our Lord 2000 and 9. but posted just now.