"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Her naked body is now a silhouette symbolizing the darkness of which has taken over my eyes,For so long.As her hips rock back and forth,All I'm reminded of is how I'd hit rock bottom,While taking swigs from a glass of vodka,On the rocks imagining her body laid out on top of them.Posing for me on... Continue Reading →
Orgasmic pleasures without the one you love,For what purpose?To satisfy arousal while bursting,Someone else's bubble while you leave them crumbled on the surface,By rejections inevitable from your lack of search for the one?The golden hour for a broken heart is never cared for through lust,But,Sheer affection from another who will tend to each cut,And,Bruise too... Continue Reading →
Standards of beauty are as unrealistic as our need to feel beautiful.After all,It's not our looks that will satiate our hunger to attract the eyes of our soulmate.It's our smile when alone,Dealing with pain no one else is aware of,Besides yourself.The happiness you shine across the room needing no one's company,But,Your own...If glossy lips,Curvy hips,Rings... Continue Reading →
Enjoying life without an audience has been tumultuous lately.Why?Knowing how lonely I like to be,I find myself around more people while having a harder time to breathe.Sort of like,Demons closing in on me,Without a weapon to push back an attack only I can see,Inside of my head.How exhausting...How exhausted I am,To even wake and pick... Continue Reading →
Seduction.The art of a Harlot,Whether or not heir weary palms are forced for production,Of a dollar withholding debt,Owed to women and men,Hoping to suffice in other ways besides an hour in bed just,To live a quiescent life where no smiles are had…Where love dies in the hands,Of a soul who's already dead inside… My prudence... Continue Reading →
Her beauty…So,Unreal,Surreal.Whenever she bats her eyes,It's as if,Joy glimmers into mine,While my mind reels.Going through painted memories,Highlight reels I create picturing how it would be like,If,Our fingers intertwined,And,Peeled away each wall where our mysteries lie… Such beauty I wouldn't dare to undress.Because,Seductive she is not.She's more like,The stars glittering throughout A night sky infusing my... Continue Reading →
Sick and tired of,Being sick and tired.Although alcohol and weed are no longer parts of my life,I still struggle with food and lust.And,I abhore it so much more than you can ever imagine.Because,Any time I find myself free to write a poem,I get lost,Entrapped in the thought of what keeps me at my lowest.With only... Continue Reading →
Blood,And,Wet lips full of sugar?Are immiscible without an emulsifier found in,Tears trickling down your cheeks while laying down,Dead inside,Confounded.Puzzled by a con you've found in a pit of darkness.Love,Vampiric in nature is nothing,But,A spectral sending chills through your bleeding vessel with each touch,As subtle as it is.Once it's unbuckled from a kiss,You're left panting,Exasperated by... Continue Reading →
Sex is,Just not the same as it used to be,For me,At least.Every time I think about it I feel so empty with a need to flee!From,The thought of her and what she does to me,Inside of a mind where I should find peace,Instead of countless images of Her leaving me in pieces… Does it mean... Continue Reading →
One must address that dress causing stress in avenues I rarely feel pressure in.I may be a man,Yes!,But,I respect myself enough to never give in.Being a player's player,A Pimp with honeys cradled under both arms as a man seeking prayer?Is just,An equivalence to a man attempting to stand next to God as a naysayer… Yet,I'd... Continue Reading →
