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2.00 am
All quiet,
Apart from the tapping,
That never ceased to drone,
Just stopped dead,
switched off,
Nothing more to be said,
Except in my head,
I should go to bed,
Just sweet memories,
Of watching sweet words,
And no other thoughts,
Except getting on again,
No other reason,
Except to see your words.It felt so nice and seemed so right,
The words she read seemed to ignite
a passion, a zest for life, felt once long ago,
or was it a dream, am I dreaming now.Why is this so inviting and warm?
It’s mere words I see….
yet the passion they do stir inside of me…
I want to throw my head back in lustful bliss
and feel the warmth of a lovers kiss.O a strong embrace, a look so pure
and inviting, I give myself completely in to this.
Give me the love that only you can,
make dreams come true with the touch of your hand,
caress me, fondle me, feel my desire,
hold me, thrill me, till my flesh is on fire,
love me so tender, then hard as you can,
fill me with passion, take me just as I am….Let the hours fill with warmth and the hot sweet perfume
of lovers at play in a candle lit room.
This never-ending lust is too much to take,
but don’t let it end, don’t let me wake.
My reality is cold and empty and dark–
I hate it there, Love, don’t make me go back.Hold me through the night until the dawn breaks,
then go quickly from me, Love, lest my heart breaks.Oh Capster – what has Penny done to you lad :-s
Head thick
Brain numb
Inspiration wont come
Rotten type
Lost my pen
Best wishes
Amenroses are red
violets are blue
who cares about flowers anyways?-bows-
It’s claaas innit?
I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountains
And the salmon sing in the street.I’ll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry,
And the seven stars go sqwarking
Like geese about the sky.The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world.But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
O let not Time deceive you
You cannot conquer TimeO plunge your hands in water,
Plunge them in up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
And wonder what you’ve missed.by Not Me.
Loving the poetry :D
oh goody a poem thread, may I put some of mine on, I can ok,well here goes heres the first one called,
INFLATION
I know a guy that lives down the road, and ppl think hes mad
,I don’t tho cos I know the reason why,its cos he lost the best girl he ever had
he used to tell me in the pub, shes great cosy she never complains
never gets a headache, or any other silly aches and pains
and she never gives me earache,and doesn’t mess around
or go out with her mates, to flirt around the town
she don’t have to watch her figure,cos she knows she wont get fat
hey we don’t bother about contraception, or pills or owt like thatthen came the sad sorry day
when the worst came to the worst
it nearly gave him a breakdown
when his inflatable doll burstnowadays he just walks round sobbing
muttering I will never find a girl like that again
he really is the capital
in the land of broken men!!!
In the silence of darkness
I feel and think of all those
who have crossed my path
in this wonderous ride of life
I mourn those
who are not here
to laugh with
to cry with
to touch
to hold
and yet
i celebrate
those who are still here too
walking by my side
each day, each week, each year
and yet
the days
the weeks
the years
pass so quickly
it takes my breath away
but then
still wonderous
with the eyes of a child
so does a sky full of stars
a sharp intake of breath
and its over
so soon
without warning
and i wouldnt have
missed it
for the world
thank you@rogue trader wrote:
oh goody a poem thread, may I put some of mine on, I can ok,well here goes heres the first one called,
INFLATION
I know a guy that lives down the road, and ppl think hes mad
,I don’t tho cos I know the reason why,its cos he lost the best girl he ever had
he used to tell me in the pub, shes great cosy she never complains
never gets a headache, or any other silly aches and pains
and she never gives me earache,and doesn’t mess around
or go out with her mates, to flirt around the town
she don’t have to watch her figure,cos she knows she wont get fat
hey we don’t bother about contraception, or pills or owt like thatthen came the sad sorry day
when the worst came to the worst
it nearly gave him a breakdown
when his inflatable doll burstnowadays he just walks round sobbing
muttering I will never find a girl like that again
he really is the capital
in the land of broken men!!!awww, cosy..that story about your friend was sooo moving. I ‘ve been upset ever since reading it.
Maybe we should all chip in to buy another one, a better one, more up-to-date, which can talk and blink and whisper sweet nothings to mend his broken heart
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