Poetry Is Like Sex ...
/Erotica, R-18+
Poetry is like sex,
Just like you shouldn’t always write between the lines,
You shouldn’t always stay between the sheets.
Be bold.
Read MoreHere Lies My Head
/There’s something wrong with my head,
Chaos overwhelms when I pull the thread.
Nothing’s real and my rationality’s fled.
When I turn inwards and face the dread.
Mental landmines impact my tread,
Realisations growing like bacteria bred…
He Accepts
/He accepts the world as it is
Never asking for much
beyond a smile and a hug.
Unruffled by change,
Volume, voice, or visage.
He embraces you for who you are…
Forever Cursed To Sing
/Can’t you hear
My silent screams?
Can’t you see
The rope’s sway?
My head is too heavy
To cradle in your arms
I’m loathe
To drive you away…
For As Long As I Have Eyes
/I dream of flowing lines,
Of black and red reeds painted upon canvas,
Dripped into life,
Pulled forth from my mind,
The perfect representation…
Fever Dreams
/Fever dreams
Liberate the mind
Boundless and edgeless
Thoughts flow
Skipping between
Ponds of reality…
Do You Love Me, Or Just The Idea Of Me?
/Do you love me,
Or just the idea of me?
I may be your ‘dream girl’
But I am real,
And that reality is different
From your fantasy…
Chaotic Beauty
/A chaotic beauty,
A trusting soul,
Mother’s love for all.
She’s seen things,
And survived worse,
Feeling it all…
An Apology To The Future
/As elders
We suffer
The pain
Of our pasts
Niggles become nuisance
Ignorance becomes issue
Beauty becomes blemish…
I Withdraw
/I withdraw,
Please don’t take it personally,
It’s just what I do
To keep myself safe.
I want you to understand…
Read MorePlease Don't Stop
/‘Please don’t stop’
She wanted more,
Pain or pleasure,
She wasn’t sure.
Hidden desires,
Unspoken wishes,
For soft caresses
And hard kisses.
Scrying Thoughts
/Bong hit
smoke eyes.
See life
fathers’ eyes.
Different pain
new disguise.
Hot take
fresh lies …
Making The Words Go Goodly
/Some days it’s hard to make the words go goodly.
Other days,
The words just flow,
I find ways,
To make them go…
Two Leaves
/Life will happen as it is going to happen. We can attempt to alter its course, to buttress ourselves against loss, but ultimately our efforts will be futile. All lives end the same, it is the journey that matters. It is how we live that matters. It is the impact we have on others that matters.
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