I touched you for the first time , for the first time your drizzle turns into a down pour, tingling trickles from my finger tips to your body yourns for more
Your taste fills my mouth from your neck down to your back my lips travel with every flick of my tongue your hesitancy I unravel
Down your hips past your thighs I pull your panties down, each second that passes your lust swells until I start to drown
Ecstasy explodes as I taste your love, the more I lick the deeper I explore until your so high you feel as your floating above.
This poem tells of the first time with someone, and you wanna take your time and enjoy the look,touch,and taste of your special friend. I'm gonna add more to it or i might just do a part two.
Friday, July 30, 2010
"Walk in the World"
"Walk in the World"
Poetic sunshine rises in the east to cool off the heat of the earthly worlds tyranny
Sweet dew transforms into a mist of emotion in this blasphemous planet, insanity is what you repeat
Tears form in my soul as a pool of life's pain, the heart is but a life boat that carries me through the rain
In this world through the fog your blinded from the ways of the righteous, and into despair the devils grip your soul is binded
This poem speaks to people letting the evils of the world take them over and drag them into a lifestyle that truly deep in their heart the would not live. I think a lot of us get caught up in the world that we lose sight of right and wrong, and as a good friend of mine says "we fall pray to moral decay"
Poetic sunshine rises in the east to cool off the heat of the earthly worlds tyranny
Sweet dew transforms into a mist of emotion in this blasphemous planet, insanity is what you repeat
Tears form in my soul as a pool of life's pain, the heart is but a life boat that carries me through the rain
In this world through the fog your blinded from the ways of the righteous, and into despair the devils grip your soul is binded
This poem speaks to people letting the evils of the world take them over and drag them into a lifestyle that truly deep in their heart the would not live. I think a lot of us get caught up in the world that we lose sight of right and wrong, and as a good friend of mine says "we fall pray to moral decay"
Thursday, July 29, 2010
"Cateyes Cry"
"Cateyes Cry"
Cateyes cry tears that tell the truth, in the reflection the abuse can't hide through your sunny disposition and happy as can be facade the beating of your love clouds the sky
My Cateyes cry for your longing to be held like the queen you are but instead your likened to slavish lust that drowns your pride and dilutes the rays of sun raining from your eyes
Cateyes cry for understanding of your soul, to feel as one with the world but loneliness engulfs your heart until the love you pray for answers your dream is the end of loneliness to be unseen
This poem came from listening to a few friends that are unhappy in their relationship, and we all know that there are three sides of a story, yours,mine,and the truth. But we have to be able to put ourselves in a position to see things from both sides of the fence. You gotta love your partner and pay attention to their wants and desire. If not you'll leave the door open for someone who will. Like they say Don't turn a good girl bad.
Cateyes cry tears that tell the truth, in the reflection the abuse can't hide through your sunny disposition and happy as can be facade the beating of your love clouds the sky
My Cateyes cry for your longing to be held like the queen you are but instead your likened to slavish lust that drowns your pride and dilutes the rays of sun raining from your eyes
Cateyes cry for understanding of your soul, to feel as one with the world but loneliness engulfs your heart until the love you pray for answers your dream is the end of loneliness to be unseen
This poem came from listening to a few friends that are unhappy in their relationship, and we all know that there are three sides of a story, yours,mine,and the truth. But we have to be able to put ourselves in a position to see things from both sides of the fence. You gotta love your partner and pay attention to their wants and desire. If not you'll leave the door open for someone who will. Like they say Don't turn a good girl bad.
"Paydirt"
Wassup folk, I wrote this poem one payday after I looked at my check and looked at my bills and Damn near jumped off a bridge. Then I thought about, I need a new job and many of us out there feel this way, hell some of us just need a job. But what we do is walk around complaining but not making progress to better our lives. Sitting down can go along way right here. We let life speed by us when we should slow down and make a plan, decide what you want out of life instead of complaining of what you don't got, learn new skills or enhance the ones you have instead of saying I can't. Not everyone is ment to sit on the mountain top but with a good plan and hard work your view of the mountain will be greatly better.
"Paydirt"
Cashflow dreams cascade down my brow worries of bills past and present represent nightmares that visit biweekly to the tune of collection calls and broken promises bad 509 my score awakes me from the American dream of buy now pay later into a reality of lower lower class rejection letter after letter until the pink is your final notice how do we overcome a system that is over run and produces failure for those that produce our daily bread til your toast no butter no vasiline this world is ruff and raw uncut your budget grab your ankles and say fuck it
"Paydirt"
Cashflow dreams cascade down my brow worries of bills past and present represent nightmares that visit biweekly to the tune of collection calls and broken promises bad 509 my score awakes me from the American dream of buy now pay later into a reality of lower lower class rejection letter after letter until the pink is your final notice how do we overcome a system that is over run and produces failure for those that produce our daily bread til your toast no butter no vasiline this world is ruff and raw uncut your budget grab your ankles and say fuck it
First time is oh so special, be gentle!
Hello fam, this is my first crack at blogging so go easy on the kid. I decided to start a blog to post my poetry and artwork and get the opinion of the masses, I like creative criticism, voice your opinion please. But if you cross the line I will fry your ass.
Well a lil background on War, I'm a 31 yr old artist from DC, former college athlete that fell in love with spoken word going through lifes trials and tribulations. Poetry has helped me deal with good and bad, and I hope my work can inspire and help folks through the daily battle called life, its a war going on and its how you handle your daily obstacles that gives you the power to persevere and have a happy,enjoyable life.
What I plan to do is post my poems along with artwork I designed that depicts the story my peice is trying to tell. I will post a few of my newer writings first, enjoy and please give me your feed back.
Well a lil background on War, I'm a 31 yr old artist from DC, former college athlete that fell in love with spoken word going through lifes trials and tribulations. Poetry has helped me deal with good and bad, and I hope my work can inspire and help folks through the daily battle called life, its a war going on and its how you handle your daily obstacles that gives you the power to persevere and have a happy,enjoyable life.
What I plan to do is post my poems along with artwork I designed that depicts the story my peice is trying to tell. I will post a few of my newer writings first, enjoy and please give me your feed back.
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