30 Days of Poetry: Day 8″ Broken Record”

tired of..

What song comes on next?

On the record of old school

Dimmed lights and a pinch of passionate delight

Silence fills the air as the thoughts play a soft tune

An old broken record that brings back all the pain that has caused inease feelings

This thing called love

Why should I be dealing

Holding me closer as I just push away

Frowns of neglect

But by your passionate kisses

I feel this love isnt through with me yet

But I want it to be over

But wait I still have visions of you and I as you got me bent over

And I say that its over?

When I continously give you the cold shoulder

You give me something I can feel instantly

Each thrust I exhale all the anger I have built for you

But those feelings gets lost as each thrust gets deeper

Deepen my soul and spreading it a little bit wider

Your only girl

You only confide in her

You tell her how you really feel when you are riding her

The broken record stills plays as I push your arms away from me

But deep down inside I want your presence surrounding me

To love me like you use to instead of playing mind games

Your lies of deceit are all games

Making me quit you a long time ago as you drive me insane

But then again i truly want you to drive me insane

Making love on the porch listening to the rain

But I’m syill listening and hearing the same old broken record..

Written by Lyrical Passion

30 Day Challenge: Day 4 “I See You, You See Me”

masquarade ball

The night has only begun

Dressed to impress as masks are worn at the masquerade ball

Looking at everyone as love appears again

Full lips of attention; devil red lipstick that stands out to the crowd

Pulling her mask closer and re visioned her fixed eyes to the perfect gentlemen who has been eyeing her all night

The feeling of tempted thoughts of engaging a delightful conversation to end the night just right

Only to dance the night away in full fantasies by herself

Humoring herself in full excitement as she continues to feel the eyes of the one gentlemen across the room

He walks around in circles wanting to get her attention, but she only disappears into the crowd teasing him

But deep in his  heart, he knows she is only playing mind games

He tightens his mask and follows her scent of lust across the room and spots her again dancing the night away

Giving him a side smile and walked away slowly

Only to imagine what her kisses taste like with the full devil red lips and hiding her image behind the mask

If only he could reach out and touch her hand and to only dance with her once to capture her heart

She continues to tease him with her mind holding on to the mask tightly on her face and quickly gazed at him and smiled shyly

Oh how she wished she could know what his love feels like wrapped around her heart and never letting go

Her heart beat fast wondering if she should go over there to shower him with her presence

To seal the night with one dance of passion and love

She started towards him then looked away

Then slowly caught his eyes through his mask

Slowly she revealed her true face

An image of purity..

He saw her remove her mask

And decided to remove his revealing and honoring her presence of the evening

He started towards her and when he grabbed her hand, a shock ran through his body and to his heart

They danced the night away arm to arm gazing into each others eye

A masquerade ball to remember….

i c u and u c me

Written by Lyrical Passion

Planting a NEW Seed

new plant w clipping path Photo credit by http://www.compredia.com

Your life is in your hands

You can choose to go left or go right

Shift to a better season

To a better you

Whatever you do change it for the best and the best will see you through

Plant your sorrows

Your burdens and bury it without feeling no mercy

Plant a new seed in the ground for preparations

A higher manifestation

A new revelation

More positive changes that will shift your season

To give you a powerful reason

Don’t stop now because time has come

Changes will be made

It’s your season

Don’t allow your soul to follow back to your past

Count your blessings carefully because they are the ones that will always last

Spring is in the air and it’s time for a new season

A new start

So start now

By planting a new seed

Happiness is on the way

A change indeed


Written by Lyrical Passion


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