Life won’t matter once it’s gone so it HAS to matter now. I remember the exact moment it felt like everything in my life changed. It was like a strange shift. A falling through floors. As if destiny was reaching out urging me to take its hand. To be honest, that night was blurry as…
I had so many Simple dreams Like rivers Flowing endless Through my veins I had no reason To believe in them Or to deconstruct Their every seam But I caved Into a senseless Desperate yearning These ambitions Were much more Than imagining So indulgent Where these desires I’d dwell on them On every daydream In…
Sins accent is thick and heavy Its eyes are dangerously dark It wears such a sexy smile The kind I dream about Sin begins to dance Taunting me with its sex Beautifully mesmerizing Its body whispering in the shadows Hands reaching for mine And just like that I am drawn into its arms It holds…
Lizzi wrote a beautifully wonderful poem HERE and she inspired me to pick a metaphor and write my own. Hope you like ❤ I stretched out long For the summer sun Absorbing its heat Until I was empty Nothing left to give I remained silent Weighed down By sharp stones And left with Broken limbs…
Originally posted on Mad Tea Party in My Head:
So I’ve been working on a piece to follow up The Day I Died posted on Hasty Words site this week. I like writing around a poem that tries to display what I’m feeling as sometimes it displays it better than describing what happened. This piece…
Is it? So hard to believe Your voice Sounds like a song Floating on notes I never want to end Is it? So hard to believe I watch the sun set So I can see you Painting the night With racing comets And faraway stars Is it? So hard to believe That your breath Stills…
Daily Promt : Life Line You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you? She got off the plane to meet up with her husband who had to sit towards the front of the craft. “Hey beautiful!”…
I am cold down deep And in that place I hide; My home void of life. I sit confined all alone Content to waste away. But then… Your arms reach for me And hold me so tightly. I can feel your warmth And subconsciously, I press into your heat. The cold I’ve maintained Relinquishes its…
This poem might need a TRIGGER WARNING because technically it could be considered BDSM and bothersome to some. I always love writing with Laura because I truly never know where we will end up. WRITTEN BY LAURA A LORD AND HASTYWORDS ♥ I find myself inside your fury beaten down by the onslaught of words…
I believe I first met this blogger over on Sage Doyle’s blog and had a crush on her Gravitar. Her site is for those 18+ and I hope you check her out and help inspire her to write more. Click on her name under the picture to be redirected to her site. Written by…
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