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In the hard times of life

We all got secrets

We all got all some burdens

Ready to come out

Or ready to eat us alive slowly

Or ready to eat us alive fast.

I am from France

I am from Germany

I am from England

I am from Ireland

Or Scotland, Austria

Now does it even matter

Where we come from?

Does it even matter

What language or religion

We speak or practice or believe?

Who gives a fuck today?

Certainly not me.

I met a beautiful older man

Who can't seem to set himself

Free from marriage,

From rich, spoilt little French bitch

Who can't even understand him

Who can't understand his talent

Who can't help him nourish his work

His work of art. His masterpiece

His own poetry and writing.

The reason of why he drinks.



He is a drunken fool

Yet his work marvel me

To different world of so called love

Love and passion that are only idealised

Idealised and created, not natural feel

Cause he needs her money

He needs her status

He needs to be loved and respected

So he idealised this love for her

He thinks he loves her

But he only loves her young body.

The child that is unborn

But not her. He is empty

I do not believe in love

Love is weakness

Love is a deceiving fucking game

A mind fucking game.

And I want his body

I want his lips and touch

But I do not want his love

But I do want his time.

Time is priceless



Drunk we get

Up to my bed we get

Naked we become

And he underneath me

Sweating and panting

Ready and hard he gets

And me on top of him

Dominating him

Like me being his predator

Ready to devour and fuck my prey

Till we got no air in our lungs

And into oblivion we set

Till there is nothing

But beautiful poetic death

Embracing us when dawn comes up.

Or ready for another stupid adventure

We start again and drunk, naked

Writing poetries on each other

And moving on to another level of life

Or simply set each other free and we both

Go back where we came from

And live our love in secret bittersweet

Endless memories or writing them down as our masterpiece of poetic

Obscenity and outrageous

Sodomistic physical bond and love.

Till death thou us apart.

COMMENTS

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KarmicEffects
20:05 May 31 2015

Very deep my friend....your poert comes straight from the heart...you should check out the poetry in my Sekhemet, verestaulfur and Shalista profiles...

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MirrorOfTheSoul
20:09 May 31 2015

if i have time i will. no worries

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A love that is in need

Sex that is in need

Yet I ignore it as much

I can do in life

In order to walk independently

But do I walk free?

Love tries to own me

But I push it away

Don't want it to change me

To turn me in to sappy.

Don't want it to turn me

In to a mush and weak

Neither becoming depending.

So I kick it away.

I will give no love

and take none.

That's my first resolve.

Sex is great.

Or all they say.

I fucked and

bedded too many females

Too many to able to count

Too many I can't remember names.

And I was only a kid.

I was only a teenager

Yet I never felt anything.

No excitement

No fun

Not even release of

Any frustrating stress.

But I was a lover

To those women

In need and desperation

For love and for passion

For those who wanted

To be desired.

I gave them what they wanted.

I went there on a quick call

I bedded then and left.

They know they can't fall in love

Not with me. Not ever with me.

I am there only temporary

I am there fast as much as I leave.

They kept asking me if I have

Someone in my life so important

And I always said

I have no heart

I have no soul

I am just there to please

Them and leave.

But in reality I was escaping

From reality too.

I was tiring myself so

I can run away from

Real hard world.

What I wanted was peace.

And when I nearly had it

Love took it away.

Love broke it apart.



Sex with me ln to me

Is not so simple as you think

I am a guy yet even if I like men

I can't just do it.

Nobody knows why.

Neither me

But the subconscious of mine

Does know it.

I just need to dig much much

Deeper to know what is stopping me.

I don't have much.

I am all smiles and flirty

I am hard asshole too

And I am a player

But who knows what I hide?

Who knows what deep wounds

And scars I carry?

Each one of them carry a story.

A sob pathetic story that nobody

Want to know.

That nobody want to dig deep for.

And I am alright with that.

I have a long history of blood

And painful memories in every scar.

They are magical.

They are invisible

Except to me and

those who truly cares for me

And ready not to hold any judgement.

All those scars made me not to look

All those scars made me not to hope

All those scars made me not to expect

Anything or I will be broken and shattered

For real good this time.

Love does not bode me well

Sex I am numb to it.

Guess I had real shutdown on

What is around me.

I can't do it with men.

Yet I prefer them then women

Yet I do not want women

And I can do it with no problem.

Guess indeed I am already broken

And unfixable beyond imagination.

I am just a being

I am a human

Like everyone else

I want to breath

I want to live

I want to exist

And not to be fixed.

What there 's to fix?

Is it cause I'm ugly?

Is it cause I'm fat?

Is it cause I'm short

Or because I am gay?

And cause I'm guy in

A girl's skin and vagina?

Or maybe cause I am broken

Weak and defective and broken?



I am being

I am just a being

I am a human

Like everyone else

I want to breath

I want to live

I want to exist

Yet I can't breath

I can't breath in the light.

I can't see in the light.

I can't live same as you

I can't exist if not in darkness.



I am not perfect

You are not perfect

But maybe, maybe

You are better than me.

You are better without me.

Cause if you think I am rotten

If you think I am not worth it

If you think I am nobody

I do not matter

Than let me go

Than let go of my hand

And let me fall and break

It's OK. If I bleed.

As long as I do not pull

You down with me.

As long you get to smile

As long as you are happy.

Let me drown

Let me shatter.

I already died before

Because if I do not matter

I am good as dead.

But me to my own eyes

Deep inside I will burn

I will burn to Ashes

And reborn stronger than ever

And you while had your good

Reasons to throw me away

Someone else will have a

To do anything to get me n keep me

And that someone is forever me.



I want to live

I want to breath

I want do be fulfilled

And only being able

To the kind of work

Fills my heart and soul

Entirely, literally till last breath

In my very lungs.

I can't work normal job

It's not just about money

It's not about just fun

But it's also what I can do

With this line of work.

What I can accomplish.

I fulfill myself

I help others on my way.

It also makes me feel alive

It makes me breath

But if you can't understand

It's alright. But do not stop me

Do not try to change me

Change my mind either

If you can't take me as I am

Then farewell and let me go and

Fall till I shatter to the ground.