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Posts: 919
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A flower without it's petals,
the beach without the sea.
A pen without any paper,
a lonelier place to be.
A book without any words,
a leaf without a tree.
A holiday without the sunshine,
is how it feels to me.
My soul too.
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Rank: Mazztastic
Joined: 9/20/2012
Posts: 1,379
Location: Scotland, United Kingdom
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Wanting, needing, vulnerability, It was never matched by peace or stability. Too fragile an ego and love not returned. You can't give in vain, that's what I have learned. Yet I could not stop, it seemed I'd no choice, Bewitched and enslaved by a magical voice. Balance was needed but never in place, To go back to that, I never could face. Too many nightmares, too many screams, I realise now that they were not MY dreams. Perhaps one day I'll look back and smile, But healing the hurt sure takes a while. I tried, truly, I did my best, But now I need to heal and rest. I'm getting stronger every day, As good things start to come my way. The mistakes that I made, when I was weak, Have helped me learn what I now seek. This is now, I was different then I can tell you, it won't happen again. I'm sorry that I fell in love, I never meant to fall in love.
Sit back, kick off your shoes and grab your drink. Let me read you a story...  Stanley Gets A Heart On...I love it when we hang out together, we should do this more often... |
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Rank: Moderator at large
Joined: 1/1/2010
Posts: 3,042
Location: Dublin, Ire., Ireland
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Butchertown
Sing me a postcard...
(Write me a lovesong?)
For the night is crawling home like a snake
And I'm alone in Butchertown.
'One' is a number
That can't get invited
To the parties that fight the dark and the unknown,
And cock a snark at Butchertown.
Memories ail me
For what were we thinking?
Dragging me like passionate panties down
In mocking, laughing Butchertown.
Smiling for camera
Then home for the evening...
A glass, a drink, a shudder and a frown,
Gazing out at Butchertown.
No point in shaving
No one around...
Practice smiles in the mirror but I'm not a clown,
Just a lost citizen of Butchertown.
Cold sheets of cotton
A book and a nightcap
And a brand new nightgown.
But no-one sees in Butchertown...
XX SF
(I think Poetry REALLY is the hardest medium to write in... It's TEMPTING, because, as writers, it's something we FEEL we should be able to do, and yet, it's so VERY subjective and hard to judge... I normally write songs, which I know I can kinda do, BUT, when, as here, I write a deliberate poem, I Have NO IDEA how it will be judged. I have NO IDEA if there's ANY worth in it...)
Obviously that doesn't stop me... (Perhaps it SHOULD!!!)
"The problem is that I've never embraced my eccentricity in the way that it has embraced me..." "That sounds terribly self-important." "My point exactly..."xx SF
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 10/1/2012
Posts: 154
Location: United Kingdom
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This place is rather fun,
This place is rather odd,
It grabs a hold of your heart,
Then kicks you up the bum!
You're the truth, not I...
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Rank: Moderator at large
Joined: 1/1/2010
Posts: 3,042
Location: Dublin, Ire., Ireland
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orangefox444 wrote:
This place is rather odd,
This place is rather fun,
It grabs a hold upon your heart,
Then kicks you up the bum!
There! (I fixed it!) xx SF
"The problem is that I've never embraced my eccentricity in the way that it has embraced me..." "That sounds terribly self-important." "My point exactly..."xx SF
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 10/1/2012
Posts: 154
Location: United Kingdom
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Your place, or my place?
Your fun, or my fun?
Your odd, or my odd?
Your heart, or my heart?
Your bum, or my bum?
Your verse, or my verse?
The same, and yet disparate.
And yet...fragmented?
You're the truth, not I...
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Rank: Angel Princess of Passion
Joined: 10/29/2011
Posts: 3,376
Location: Dancing on the Beach under the Moonlight
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Feel this, the moment, the passion Yours, so firm, mine so wet Our world, just a breath Touch me, I shudder I reach for you Your lust is heated Our bodies need this We must, it brings pleasure It beckons our dreams . Your kiss, my sway Your thrust, my lift Our passion wild No barriers, no stops Just us, you and I Our desire, our want Let me love you I allow you to seek The lost tear that hides It is yours if you deem Yet you are and will be Always Mine, always 
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 6/20/2012
Posts: 352
Location: Where they still believe in Magic...
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Tango with The Devil Poison has entered this loving heart.. Disbelief to what she saw... How can one be so blinded for the signs... Rocked between darkness and light A dark entity has entered, Spreading its acids. Threats, intimidation, accusation, Covered in declarations of love... Or is it resurrecting from within.. Was it already there, In slumber waiting to attack.. Just when she admit she has been fooled, She cracks... Trying to get rid of this poison, This glue she was repaired with... All the time her love and faith Blinded her for that force of destruction... Deafened her for the voices from within Since at times she was strong enough for both... Brief moments of light love & recognition Feelings of loss, anger, hurt, Are followed by shame... Shame for her need to belong Shame she ignored the warning signs Shame she danced with the devil And misses it... She needs to heal herself This darkness is not hers... Yet is still pumps inside her Each day she will gain in strength She will be washed Washed by her own clean tears Tears that will take this acid out Make it evaporate to dust She forgot the many attempts to mutiny. The mind a willing ally to make forget The pain, signs and shock. Ignored since she wanted to see the right... She wanted to love the good.. How many times was her heart tempted.. Thinking it was her.. Her guilt and self-doubt Made her bend in impossible ways, flexible Love resurrected and kept her strong All signs from the soul deeply tugged away.. She could not be fooled.. She needed to believe his words... It was her doubt, her force She punished herself instead She was offered the moon Yet she knew the price would be too high Evil in disguise Or good taken over by bad... He appealed to her darkness Lurked from it Pushed her boundaries Tempted, seduced her dark side Her knees shaked but she never bowed... Sometimes when the beast was tired.. She saw his inner gold... Thinking she could save him... Now when the struggle is still hard, The top to reach, far and high. She sees the light and knows... That she can only truly save herself...
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Rank: Angel Princess of Passion
Joined: 10/29/2011
Posts: 3,376
Location: Dancing on the Beach under the Moonlight
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How to say with mere words The thoughts that tease this mind The want of this, something I cannot describe I fight against the force of reason Seeking the truth of this, you My soul is free yet it craves Why does it hurt and feel so good When my thoughts run to you Weight that is heavy yet so sublime What have I found, you are not mine I want to take your world apart Only to make it as you wish Devouring the skin that covers Bones which ache without peace Harmony I bring, let me in 
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 6/20/2012
Posts: 352
Location: Where they still believe in Magic...
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Floating Watching the stars fall and sparkle Moving Not feeling cold... Cause the thought of you warms me Not scared because the love for you is guarding me Feeling drawn to you The universe is setting the trail for me to follow... My life untill now has prepared me for that moment Happy & smiling because at last I can not only touch you but I can almost see you... I am no longer adrift I am free...
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Rank: Angel Princess of Passion
Joined: 10/29/2011
Posts: 3,376
Location: Dancing on the Beach under the Moonlight
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Fire falls as the Stars burn Shooting pain with words Nothing is clear all a blur Life without breath Heart with no beat Love stands still Waiting for a whisper The night brings despair Daylight shines bright Never to quiver in Fear Let this river flow Rocks cannot damn The passion that thrives Within the Soul That desires Life The true song of the Ocean Many yearn to feel the breeze The unknown touch of salted air A faint kiss of bittersweet sighs Listening as the waves beckon 
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
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Rank: Rookie Scribe
Joined: 7/9/2012
Posts: 9
Location: Canada
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We made love last night
Under the soft light of the waning moon
The sounds of the waves
Crashing on the shores
Rushed into our ears
Infused our bodies
And drove our rhythm over the edge
When the waters calmed
You held me close to your heart
Whispered words of love
Promises of forever
Where did it all go wrong?
Why I am standing here
Dazed
Confused
Alone
To face the harsh light of day.
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 6/20/2012
Posts: 352
Location: Where they still believe in Magic...
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At last... My lips touch yours in a featherlight kiss You open your eyes... Instantly starting this torrent, This rush through my body... Again...soft velvet wet lips Breath choked Pulse in drums Our tongues explore softly Another intense look Pause...as my fingers trace your lips.. Yes... a long sigh Hungry lips, roaming hands My fingers on your face move to your hair A bouquet of the sweetest honey, exotic flowers, The juiciest fruits, explodes in our mouths Like the tastiest wine asking for more... Eyes close...My heart erupts in her own orgasm We tumble in each others depths On this colourful, endless, bedazzling journey.. Smiling, kissing till our breathing is joined Minds are shut and Hearts take over...
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Rank: Active Ink Slinger
Joined: 2/7/2012
Posts: 25
Location: Netherlands
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Freedom
It has been a while now
A while since the excitement ran through my veins
Since my brain told my body to relax
and allow my soul to believe in the absolute truth:
Everything will be alright.
The tension, the laughter, the unsuspected
The increase of energy
and the flow of breath
It has been a while now since boundries were the challenge
and the sky just a stop along the way to higher ground
A while since my heart beat alongside mother earth
My feet honoring her with every step
Let the wind take the sands of time and sweep me of my feet
Present me water to quench my thirst for adventure and I
will worship you with the flame of my existence
Allow me to be a child of the elements once again
Grant me freedom
And I will promise you to never question your reasons
Acceptance will be the price I pay for every day spent living
in the light of the revelations you bestow upon me
May I be young and wild or old and wise
I will never forget my journey is as endless as the concept of time
and death will welcome me as a friend when I am done
Reminding me that there's nothing to be afraid of
Save for fear itself
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Rank: Rookie Scribe
Joined: 7/9/2012
Posts: 9
Location: Canada
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here is another quick one
There was a young man from the valley
Prayed to his ancient Gods
For one wish only
From the bottom of my heat
I wish I were a tear
To be born in her soft golden eyes
Live on her smooth satin cheek
Die on her red velvet lips
For she is my eternal love
Grant me this wish
Let me die on her lips
So I can feel once more
The taste of her kiss
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 6/20/2012
Posts: 352
Location: Where they still believe in Magic...
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I am but a shell of myself As grey and transparent as a spirit. Floating above my once so strong, Red, beating, loving heart.. Surviving, Moving forward Between these loveless souls. Leaving this puddle of broken dreams and faith behind Since she only answered to fairy tales... She has looked the wizard of Oz in the eyes... Disguised behind mesmerizing heart draining faces I am moving on empty... Locking my bleeding heart and crazed soul... Throwing away the key. As this year is a year of work, not love... For love is for believers And my faith is running out...
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 11/13/2012
Posts: 364
Location: Columbia, United States
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Just a short poem
From me to you
If you don't like my poem
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 1/17/2013
Posts: 332
Location: Over the Rainbow, Canada
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Chest to Chest. Skin to Skin. Humping so hard my panties are getting thin. haha
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Rank: Active Ink Slinger
Joined: 1/26/2013
Posts: 43
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It's slight, that shimmer, and it feints. Still, you know that even quiet, even subtle, unrest present, once bared is no longer satisfied to sit stoic, perched watching. Rooting, it delves and binds, bores until finally finding hold, taking what it will, at once stripping you and railing at the void left.
"They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered." ~F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 12/28/2012
Posts: 113
Location: Canada
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A whispered word creates a tremble
can it be true or merely a dream
of a reality that exists only in my mind
A feather light touch all
doubt is cast aside as the tremble
builds to an earthquake
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Rank: Angel Princess of Passion
Joined: 10/29/2011
Posts: 3,376
Location: Dancing on the Beach under the Moonlight
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Green, red, yellow and blue Hues that mingle and mix Life brings joy, tears and doubt Friends lift the weight far away A drop of rain changes the view Eyes blind, begin to blink Focusing on that thought A skin tingling rush, breathing deep What once was dark now shines Polished with care, veiled in Love Many colors blend soothing the soul One smile, a mere peek into happiness Feeling a hand that holds without greed A box containing a gift, neatly wrapped Opening it with curious wonder or need A rainbow jumped out, to my surprise Buddy,harmony, presence, destiny This and much more you have Gifted to me 
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 10/10/2012
Posts: 579
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Evergreen
Her naked streams run upon my palate,
she's no novice to the sin.
She belies the forethought,
of what we thought were prim.
Regulate the entrance,
disavow our want.
Give to me your secret,
your deluge, futures taunt.
I lay and lie upon her,
mother to the kin.
She knows the sweet surrender,
neither giving wants within.
So we allow the torment,
of strangers and decree.
The shepherd and the wolf,
life's sweet love parody.
"The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible." --Wilde
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Rank: Mazztastic
Joined: 9/20/2012
Posts: 1,379
Location: Scotland, United Kingdom
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What happened to the man who sings the songs? Oh he doesn't sing any more. Really? Really. Why not? He died, he died. Oh, okay. That's a shame. Yeah, it is. x 
Sit back, kick off your shoes and grab your drink. Let me read you a story... Stanley Gets A Heart On...I love it when we hang out together, we should do this more often... |
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 10/22/2010
Posts: 1,356
Location: Philadelphia, United States
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Dancing On Your Clitoris
I got styles baby and I move like a snake
My heart feels good when your legs are wide spread
I watch that beautiful pussy dripping wet
Damn! My dick must terrorize that sensitive cute place
That’s why I cant wait I undress your sexy dress
I must lick your skin as I bite your nipples and breasts
I let you masturbate with your dildo then I finger fuck that pussy myself
I see you turned on and need to be fucked in the worst way
So I have to put my hungry dick in your smooth pussy to be fed. . .
Lady, you are my best fucking whore of all time
As you bend over on the sofa, your beauty is sexy ripe fine
I’m amazed how you lick my hard dick with pride
You know my recipe, I fuck you to moan, after that you smile
Lady I see you enjoying my fucking, believe me kissing you feels nice
So lets do this romance one more time
Let my dick fly in your pussy inside. . .
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 2/28/2013
Posts: 816
Location: Van Nuys, United States
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Nothing
nothing to gain
Nothing to lose
Nothing to win
Nothing to choose
time is up
time is gone
time is indefinite to us all
What's a risk
what's a chance
what is only one last glance
It's all the same
It's all a blur
It's all that's left
It's all obscure
Nothing to gain
Nothing to lose
that's what I got, nothing
I lose
πίστις
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 2/28/2013
Posts: 816
Location: Van Nuys, United States
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Final Chance
I set myself up everytime
But the outcome stays the same.
I am knocked off my fee constantly
It is like a cruel game.
You against me, one on one
I can never seem to win.
Just when I think that I am done
I am pulled back again.
When am I going to get my chance?
When will you get over your pride?
Speak to me is all I ask,
Tell me what's inside.
I've done everything I can do
I'm mute - now it's your turn.
I'm not going to reach out anymore
And risk another burn.
πίστις
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 12/27/2012
Posts: 1,278
Location: 1st star to the left, Canada
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Too Late
i dip my toe
i test the breeze
left to nowhere
on my knees
your pockets full
of empty words
a sorry that
i never heard
then last week
a teasing smile
unseen these months
its been a while
but sadly in my darkness
i missed it was for me
i turn away
i walk, i walk
into the welcome sea...
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Rank: Advanced Wordsmith
Joined: 4/19/2013
Posts: 55
Location: United States
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Obviously not many people come to lush for the poetry, got published over an hour ago and only 1 rate from home page. Hoping this isn't bad form but please check this out and give feedback. Acceptance of a lifestyle - an inside viewThank you
Knowledge is nothing if not shared, with your slave, your community, and those wishing to enter into it. So I will continue to look for topics to give My opinion about, yes opinion. *** Disclaimer *** My way of thinking doesn't fit everyone, nor does anyone elses, it is not My intention to tell anyone else here how they must see or do things, as there are as many views of what "the life" means to people as there are people in it.
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Rank: Story Verifier
Joined: 11/6/2011
Posts: 186
Location: Liverpool, United Kingdom
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The Setting sun, yellow glow bathes, Sailing ship floats, drifting through the waves But like your love, the colour wanes, The air grows colder, just the breeze remains Now night's soft lips, I see approach, Fading memories of laughter and lies encroach
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Rank: Forum Guru
Joined: 4/29/2013
Posts: 674
Location: United States
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She wanted a cock With a leash and a lock Hot as a fire Hard as a rock She wanted a dick That was rigid and slick Filled with cum and desire That she could tongue flick She wanted a man She could keep in a can Take out when she pleased And fry up in her pan She wanted a guy Who would never ask why Always well greased To make her cum with a sigh She lived in a dream Made of peaches and cream There is no such man Or so it would seem
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