Quotes about soaked, page 11
Shark with no FinS
By the mist of my darkness, my moon lost her shine - Are you a shark with no fins, because you dont confess to your sins - My angels weap, my reaper the keeper - The key has been lost, the key to my heart - I stand with an axe, stains on my hands - Hair in my throat, i broke free but blood soaked - My face has a grin, hate burns within - You opened the door, to my soul, i am coming for you, count the less to a four
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Fountains of Gold
Cavalier like the fountains of desire
She squirts until the bed is soaked
I lick your wet high heels
Lost in your silk stockings
Your garter belt my sweet prison
She walks like the towers of Rome
My words swim in her tubes
Her pedicure red as passion
My passion shall never die for you
You are my Monroe
Let the bland be jealous
We are lovers beyond fire
How I love her warm fountains
My wet beard alive with her femininity
Fountains of golden love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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A Matchmaker brings a Fuddy-Duddy Bridegroom for a teasing conservative Bride
The well known Matchmaker comes along the muddy road with him
And his bell bottoms swept the road,
The white pantaloon turned into brown color.
When he's introduced to the bride
She's shocked by seeing the baggy mud soaked trouser.
She grumbled with her parents in the kitchen;
'Mom & Dad I do not like to marry this Public Works Department Overseer,
Better propose him to the next door teacake aunty
And they are well match it seems.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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On the Killing Fields
I did not learn from books
About the horrors of war
I was soaked in them
On the killing fields
Amid exploding shells
Frightened and savage.
I did not watch movies
To see dead bodies
Lying on green meadows
I saw them with my own eyes
The raging fires
The engulfing flames
In the blazing tanks.
The sun was shining
It was a balmy
And beautiful day
As the summer wind carried
The nauseating smell
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poem by Paul Hartal
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Truth No Truth
Declare that you care -
The number of independance -
Is I -
The truth, words which roam, scarsly into rare -
The ultimate of promises -
Made to crack what was soaked in break -
The link cast to my chain -
Beneath the meaning -
Please relax -
Relate the truth -
Wrapped in wax -
I cannot smooth your sooth -
Behind the mirror -
Lies my viper -
If you are bitten -
Caught by the venom in my lies -
I have kiss my bye-bye -
I said my goodbyes
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Rebirth
Sinking in a sea of pain and hurt,
My inner demon, my darker half,
Taunting me with my own emotions,
This heart can endure no more pain,
Vacant eyes portray an empty soul,
Bleakness of my reality claims each breath,
Silent rivers of tears burst forth in floods,
There must be an ending to this numbness,
Virgin flesh meets razor's edge,
Angels weep in a blood soaked kiss,
And my rebirth is complete...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Kowloon Kundalini
kowloon.
fluorescent snake
coiling round
shrimp soaked sea
folded and poised
to greet or strike:
lines
of uniformly dressed
schoolchildren
reciting by rote
words
of long-dead poet:
chopped
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poem by Doug Bentley
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Big Boys don't cry for Thad
I dreamt a dream I can’t recall.
I only know I dreaming wept
tears soaked my pillow as I slept.
I can’t remember it at all.
I try to penetrate the wall
What sorrows into my dreams crept,
I’ll never know I must accept.
I try to climb the wall but fall.
I cannot conjure up my dream.
There are some things I may not know,
such as the reason for my tears.
I must confess to me it seems
I have emotions I daren’t show.
Except when sleeping it appears.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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In That Goleden Evening
In that golden evening,
and in this magnetic night,
what did you give me,
was full of hypnotic light.
The moon with her golden boat,
came down, down, down to earth.
Nature with her never ending
cascade chuckled with mirth.
We were set on fire, though
we couldn't touch each other.
As you were in Mars and I,
was on the lap of nature mother!
You kissed me with your ray
of soothing lustful desire,
Me? soaked with moonlight,
drank the kiss with ardent dire!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Pink City
Burnt-out myths in the old city
are stitching the lips of people.
Pink walls smell like blood.
Priest is dumb, hoisting the headless
deity on throne. Marigolds
are soaked in flowing tears.
Innocent wheels riding against blast,
stand still to measure
the half-life of seizures.
Cult was spreading in place,
fingers and cells Dynasties inheriting
the bleached fathers.
The ages rot under the sculptors.
We walk on water, wordless, sightless
for the thin hope.
poem by Satish Verma
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