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The Conqueror
The smell of his skin is intoxicating it leaves me weak and yearning. His hands on my soft skin caress and embrace me like a fleece blanket.
By Anomalis Grl8 years ago in Poets
It's Ironic
Shooting at Gay/Lesbian Bar in Orlando Florida I was at a lost of words when it came down to this segment. So instead of treating this like a regular segment, I decided to write this poem instead.
By Auteanna Baysinger8 years ago in Poets
Into The Night
Synapses attempting to fire, Sputtering, A feeble attempt at happiness, Chemicals unbalanced, A mind on the fritz, I gasp for air as my head slips,
By Ericka Siebenthaler8 years ago in Poets
Sunsets and Dreams
Days come and nights go. Everything may seem like a mess but in the end you look out at an amazing sunset. A smile crosses your face as you realized a dream you have. One day I’ll leave this town and make something big out of myself. Then night after night those dreams slowly dim.
By Casey Manolovits8 years ago in Poets
Relax for a Moment
That's the moment I knew. The feeling grew in my heart. My father let me borrow his car. I drove to her house, and for an hour we weren't apart. Just laying on the couch cuddled up. Thoughts tapping the tip of my tongue, just hush. What would change in the months to come? A breakdown in communication or had it just begun? Unwilling to take scissors to my memory, and my reflection kept hunting me. This candle was never meant to sustain her flame. What shame to go along like before, nothing is the same. A friend should be allowed to hold you this way.
By Jordan Hayden8 years ago in Poets
The Flogging
The feel of the leather on my skin makes me go weak as he begins. The crack it makes as it hits my ass causes a shudder to run down my spine.
By Anomalis Grl8 years ago in Poets
Oceans and Overthinking
Who knew the sea could be so mesmerizing Shades of blue that dip and fly into the unknown Such an oxymoron that will never be completely understood
By Dorcas Marfo8 years ago in Poets
Dizzy in the Head
I feel dizzy in the head like a painter who's inhaled too many thinners, but all of my life's work can be summed up with a blank canvas.
By Austin Malcolm8 years ago in Poets
It Was Easier to Give In
At 14, Our hands finally met at the park Then you took me to your place Oddly kept telling me your dad wasn't home Forced yourself onto me the minute we walked in
By v r8 years ago in Poets
Depression
Depression.... Is an endless battle that's never won. I've heard the only cure is the roughness of a leather couch, unknown voices, scribbling ink, and a bottle of antidepressants.
By Auteanna Baysinger8 years ago in Poets
What Does It Mean to Ache
Nothing is tangible anymore. I can no longer chew up the rawness of life and spit it back out like I used to. What does it mean to be human? I don't know. I don't know... All the faces around me have molded themselves together into one single person that I cannot seem to connect with, to be honest with, to feel pain and love with...
By Austin Malcolm8 years ago in Poets
Two Hands That Never Stop
How much time? How much time? The clock is emotionless Just like a mime No mercy it will ever show You plead and strain
By Jack McDonough8 years ago in Poets