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SinLee -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 12:26:44 PM)
fragility shattered pieces of my soul scattered across the floor wondering if i have the strength to pick up the pieces i take hold of one of the larger parts trying to push it back in but it splinters between my fingers turns into dust, blinding me i crawl around trying to find anything i can still use but it all crumbles around me shards of my soul cutting through slicing my skin my heart bleeds out and i realize i can never be whole again sinamynlee

suzybeth -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 1:48:57 PM)
Forsaken His heart beats strong, his heart beats true. An apologetic denial, pierces my soul completely through. The love that was mine now belongs to someone new. The fault lies with me an admission made by few. I failed him as wife, lover, and friend. I should have known this is how it would end. I knew it was coming my eyes open wide, The feeling of dread buried deep inside. I no longer responded to his needs, causing him to follow his heart wherever it leads. My world is entirely broken, no truer words have been spoken. I'll love him until death, surely even with my last breath. ©Elizabeth Young 2008 Denial An ostrich in the sand is what I have been. The signs were all there and I refused to believe. Is being loved forever an idea too hard to conceive? A fool no greater has ever been found. My hopes and dreams now trampled upon the ground. ©Elizabeth Young 2008 Untitled i live for those around me i think i always have. years ago when i was just a child, they used me up and never gave. so why should life be different now when all i've known is to bend and bow. as the years have passed by, i've learned to fend for myself. i may have learned, but i don't apply, my mind a ravine, no; cleft. should i continue on, just for the sake of those around? or finally succumb and smirk below the ground. could it be worse than what i've lived through i think i could handle it even if it was equal to ©Elizabeth Young 2006 I Cry I cry tonight for the loss of a friend, My tears fall; like leaves in the wind. The salt is bitter to taste, The fondness I felt shall go to waste. Someone special is leaving; Now my heart is grieving. The tears slide from my face, To rest upon my heart with an empty space. © Elizabeth Young 2005

Hippiekinkster -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 2:06:59 PM)
A modest Haiku for Subtee: Sunlight dawning in I have caught my second wind let's make love again

Raechard -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 2:15:38 PM)
The Liar: Just another nobody looking for that somebody. A soul lost in a sea of confusion. A mind wrapped up in self delusion Looking for that warm and welcoming place to be Looking for that special human to be with me Spending so much time alone drains the soul He forgets what it is that makes him whole He starts to wish he was someone else entirely And so starts to emerge the liar inside of me The judgement begins of his many sins People fail to see what he had to be They don’t understand because they are perfect As far as he can see. Chad Rare Copyright NOW!!![:D] Need for air: I am the air you breathe, the things you seek the things you need. I know all about your dark desires, the way you lust, your need of trust. I give my soul to you hoping that you’ll trust me too. I promise to keep you safe, to find the things you seek and realise that you are unique. Our bond is formed from these desires There is no going back except for liars. Chad Rare Copyright NOW!!! Contradictory poetry.

Raechard -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 2:19:14 PM)
.damn buttons why do they put one next to the other.[8\|] Oh the buttons the buttons Why is the edit button next to the quote button Don't they know I'm likely to press the wrong one and quoteth myself.

SinLee -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 2:53:58 PM)
This one i wrote at 16 on a napkin in red pen in germany, the only thing that was changed since the scrawling was the title... it's one of the few of mine i will admit to actually liking... Satan's child christen me with burning desire let me baptise you with carnal fire let me clense you as i push you in let yourself submit to our sin as you feel your passion begin to swell i welcome you to my fiery hell the level of depth has yet reached seven as you pull yourself away from heaven the pearly gates close you out as i let temptation swing about my body a temple, the bed is afire as you breathe in my soul entire center of hell is frozen ice you learn as i let my voice entice they say satan was once blessed as you serve me my yearning guest moans reach your throat hot and wild satan was a woman, and i her child eyes black as night, voice as a bell as i welcome you to the seventh level of hell you find your truest, indeed - only fear when one last time you pull me near you feel it there in my kiss and more so in your ecstatic bliss you've one last chance to forsake one last quest, a choice to make appease god, be welcomed to heaven or the goddess in hell, level seven Sinamynlee btw, suzybeth, very powerful, and raechard nicely done :)

subtee -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 3:21:30 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Hippiekinkster A modest Haiku for Subtee: Sunlight dawning in I have caught my second wind let's make love again Thank you. And in return: Cedar Rapids is Rapids that pretty much blow Going straight to bail

HopeLost -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 4:57:13 PM)
wind and the wanker cool breezes of spring your memory blows through me i used to blow you

cjan -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:15:20 PM)
There once was a gaucho named Bruno Who said this about love I do know People are fine and sheep are divine But iguanas are numero uno bows My name is Manolo I live on a rancho I work for two pesos a day I come home to Lucy She gives me some poosey And takes my two pesos away bows

Hippiekinkster -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:25:51 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: subtee quote: ORIGINAL: Hippiekinkster A modest Haiku for Subtee: Sunlight dawning in I have caught my second wind let's make love again Thank you. And in return: Cedar Rapids is Rapids that pretty much blow Going straight to bail AH hahaha c'mere, sweets, I have a nice big warm towel to wrap you up in. [:D]

babygirlangel -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:33:30 PM)
a modest offering... Wings Struggling between seeming darkness and light She reaches for wings with which to take flight Her heart beats an unending rhythm of desire To be free of herself, to go ever higher Her lungs burn with the need to cry out Her despair more complete with each lost bout Her steps unsteady as the path disappears Each step taking her deeper in the mire of her fears Her eyes once clear, dark and clouded by sorrow Never daring to hope, nor look toward the morrow Lost and forlorn she lifts her head to scream Tears caressing her face in two hot streams Still she moves onward, hoping for wings Till the tears are no more and she begins to sing Broken, soft and low the sound emerges slowly Each note stronger, filling her heart solely Her eyes again clearing, able to see once more The skies not so dark, shining brighter than before A trace of a smile now plays upon her face Driving despair and anger back in their place She lifts her head, only this time to sing Outstretches her arms and with each note - Finds her wings

suzybeth -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:51:46 PM)
Everyone's poetry is so enjoyable to read (even the silly ones about the Dom from nantucket ;) ), Thanks for sharing a piece of yourselves. quote: btw, suzybeth, very powerful, and raechard nicely done :) ~Sinamynlee thanks :D

suzybeth -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:54:04 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: babygirlangel a modest offering... Wings Struggling between seeming darkness and light She reaches for wings with which to take flight Her heart beats an unending rhythm of desire To be free of herself, to go ever higher Her lungs burn with the need to cry out Her despair more complete with each lost bout Her steps unsteady as the path disappears Each step taking her deeper in the mire of her fears Her eyes once clear, dark and clouded by sorrow Never daring to hope, nor look toward the morrow Lost and forlorn she lifts her head to scream Tears caressing her face in two hot streams Still she moves onward, hoping for wings Till the tears are no more and she begins to sing Broken, soft and low the sound emerges slowly Each note stronger, filling her heart solely Her eyes again clearing, able to see once more The skies not so dark, shining brighter than before A trace of a smile now plays upon her face Driving despair and anger back in their place She lifts her head, only this time to sing Outstretches her arms and with each note - Finds her wings very nicely put, and your siggy happens to be one of my favorite songs.

babygirlangel -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 5:57:27 PM)
thanks, suzy, i liked yours very much as well![:)]

Hippiekinkster -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/13/2008 7:48:20 PM)
A toke from the bowl decanted Petite Syrah nude before the fire Body glistening from the heat ready for whatever comes ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hand in hand we walk trees in fragrant flowering a perfect moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It is said the universe has aged some 12 or 13 billions of years And in all that time never at all has there been so rapturous a day as the day I saw you first. Glowing brighter than a thousand suns happier than a Coliseum of children laughing at the gaily-painted clowns at the Celestial Circus of the Gods Warmth radiating like the unseen rays of the perfect campfire warding off the cold of night and melting the frost of my heart The song of your smile absolutely breath-stopping harmony perfectly pitched and resonating sublimely angelic chords. Hovering unseen above the water the River Spirits thirstily savor the transcendent tastes that are the sweet Saturnalia of your spoken song. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Iridescent drops cascading down your body freshly bathed for me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Under the soft waterfall we embraced hot wet bodies intertwined, interlaced Island sun warming the sweet mountain stream lubricates our lips together we taste. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bavarian wheat beer you kneeling, mouth wide open I share my water.

favesclava -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/14/2008 5:58:52 AM)
well, i almost decided not to post. a lot of these are quite excellent. this i wrote the first time Master kissed me. please dont kiss me like You did makes me feel like a girlfriend slave is all i want to be please i beg change the kiss dont hold me or look at me like i'm the only one puts the wrong thoughts in a girl's mind slave is all i am, all i want to be so please dont kiss me like You did. i posted this in my CM journal. Master sent me a message, "I will kiss you any way I want to." i ws fighting my growing love for him then and was very much overwhelmed by the sensation of His deep slow kiss.so much so i cried and cried not from sadness but to this day i cant figure it out. seems like a lot of reasons for the crying i still get weak when He kisses me

GreedyTop -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/14/2008 6:04:56 AM)
thats awesome, favesclava :)

favesclava -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/15/2008 1:45:29 AM)
thank you GT. i will post more later. right nw i have to go get the sunay paper and doughnuts. it was something my dad did for us growing up. missing my daddy very much today on father's day

SinLee -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/15/2008 5:00:07 AM)
When I cry... Alone, vulnerable, I come to you My eyes still dripping with unending tears I wonder what my fate is coming to Thinking, dwelling on my unfounded fears You gently carry me inside your room I wonder why you care for me at all My own self doubt, my own self loathing loom My eyes stay transfixed on the bedroom wall You lay me down carefully on the bed Wrap your arms around me, holding me tight You quietly bend down to kiss my head You softly tell me, "It will be alright." I look up at you, my eyes still crying Try to believe, but my soul is dying. Sinamynlee

suzybeth -> RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? (6/15/2008 5:02:29 AM)
whispers SinLee that is very touching and hits a few spots within me. Thanks for sharing

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