A Memorable KissI remember your soft silk lipsA Memorable Kiss by candygirl101010
Dancing in tangent with mine
I remember your lingering kiss
It surges through my mind
Such a treat, filled with delight
And how numbingly untamed...
How I long to re-kiss those lips
It's driving me insane.
the eye of my obsessionI told her I was sorry,the eye of my obsession by candygirl101010
She wouldn't listen t me.
Night had grown to morning
As it does so naturally.
And still we sit
As I plea my case,
Boredom written on her face.
"There's no way your innocent
lets not make that mistake."
So rather fight with those who care not.
Rather struggle with those who can't see.
I just removed the problem,
Twas easy as one, two... three.
Once I had her limbs tied down,
I popped my thumbs in place.
Warm and liquid,
Like water or goo.
Blood and salt strewn down her face.
A sickening flick of the wrists!
Followed by a brutal cry;
Sitting, now on two small thumbs,
Living HellSit back, relax,meditateLiving Hell by candygirl101010
Don't let your patience evaporate
Find a calm and peaceful place
Swallow up you petty rage
We are only flesh and bone
Humans act this way i know
But sit back, relax, breath for a second
Life is only beginning I reckon
Are you feeling better now
Good, now lets return to living hell
Love TheeHow much do I love thee?Love Thee by candygirl101010
let me count thy ways
Every young poets
One for your beauty
Two because your kind
There because your lovely
Four because your mine
How much do I love thee
Let me count thy ways
Every young poets
Hiding behind books with lines
In life they must lie
Reading a poets art
There true heart you will find
Six first your money
Seven for your grace
Eight because naive is funny
Nine you are disgrace
do you really love me
the artist that you're not
why hide your heart away from me
and leave me here distraught
Soldier BoyOne day he came home,Soldier Boy by WordOfChen
A man given freedom.
He looked in the mirror,
And liked what he saw...
The days wore on,
And he lived his life.
Morning PT was a distant memory,
So too were the shouts of a Sergeant.
Training came thrice at first,
Then twice, then once,
The days wore on...
And life became harder,
Sacrifices were made.
He looked in the mirror one day,
And didn't like what he saw.
Not the pot-bellied man working for a few scraps.
Nor the slovenly fellow who'd forgotten how to clean his kit.
He earned his freedom, but he had lost what he respected...
And the days wore on...
And so he went out running, one fateful day,
His lungs burning with every breath.
Yet despite the pain inside his chest,
He resolved the soldier, would return to his best.
"You've been gone a long time Corporal Chen, what say we go once more around
-Word of Chen, One-shot, 24 February
Perfectly ComfortableYou are comfortable now,Perfectly Comfortable by WordOfChen
Though tired from your day at work.
You lay your head upon the pillow,
And you start to fall asleep...
It is quiet in your apartment,
The silence is soothing.
You soon begin to dream,
And though your dream is initially pleasant...
Something seems to be off in the things you see around you.
You find yourself walking through the streets,
The old pavement beneath your apartment.
It looks like it always has except for all those cracks in the stone.
Crick-crack, crick crack.
You turn your eyes from the paving,
To see the streets lined with people.
Shivering, grim; their eyes hold little hope,
Save for a warm night' meal.
You begin to feel a little more frightened.
Your tie is getting pretty tight.
You stagger into your office, your lips going blue.
You try to alert someone,
But your colleagues no longer have faces...
They are simply mouths, large and unrelenting,
Belting you with a storm of words that drowns you out.
You are silenced, in a world
|so its almost 2013 so im changeing this my name is kitty or so everyone thinks my faveorit colours are black red and blue in that order i love snakes and embrace death im obsesed with kats and love anime umm... yah..|