chuck_007 Poetry (22)

You tell me I'm free.
To express
what's inside of me.
But when I open my mouth.
And verbal bullets shoot out.
The whole thing,
just goes south.
He's got an opinion.
Oh my god,
he'll slander the dominion.
Quickly,
put him away.
Where no one will hear,
what he has to say.
So I am free.
If I'll only be,
what you want me to be.
Or I'll rott away,
The rest of my days,
in solitary.

I kissed her mound,
as I rubbed it from within.
Her shutters and her sounds,
only made me grin.

her arrousal,
was impossible to hide.
As I tasted her wetness,
From deep inside.

In the air,
her moans would linger.
As I tried to stem her flow,
with my finger.

my mouth to her,
was heaven sent
my kisses left her flustered,
and feeling spent.

she thrust my face,
into her crotch.
mmm'd and smiled,
as she'd watch.

Bald kiss,
wet bliss.
Not a drop,
I did miss.

I'm a ghost,
you walk right through me.
I wish I could feel you,
that brief second we are one.
Or know what you are thinking.
When your mind,
passes through mine.
And what you are seeing,
when our eyes are inline
Is it me?
Couldn't be,
I'm a ghost.
You see right through me.

Tumbling through space.
A vast lifeless void.
In an uncertain course.
Like a spinning asteroid.
Mini explosions,
pepper my ship.
My first voyage.
An eternal trip.
I'm a prisoner,
in a self-destructing tin can.
A pioneer,
a hero,
a lonely space man.

Look at me,
I do want to be here.
Talk to me,
and hear the crackling of my fear.
Touch me,
feel my hand shake.
hold me,
and sense my body quake.
kiss me,
set my world on fire.
Love me,
and fulfil my desire

Our relationship,
is like the 4 seasons.

Like spring.
A fresh smell,
of what life has in store.
Fills up the whole place,
when you walk through my door.

You nurture my soul.
Like the warm summer sun,
nurtures the fields below.
And the things we do together.
Are the only chances
i'll get to watch you grow.

Then it's almost time to go.
Things start to turn and change.
Just like the season fall,
it tells of what's in range.

A kiss, a hug,
And a "I love you more".
The door slams, again alone.
another long cold winter's instore.

my lust,
stellar gold.
Star dust,
a story that will never be told.

In a tin can.
through a magnetic field,
like a blind man.
my fate is sealed

all insterments,
Are out of wack.
Alot of hints,
we're never going back.

Life support's failing,
It's hard to breathe.
my body's ailing,
I can only seethe.

I hate technology,
how's it failed me.
I've got no apology,
But I do decree.

Out here there's nothing,
a lifeless void.
on a quest for something,
my ship's distroyed.

1000 souls,
traped aboard.
No one left to extol,
all that we've explored.

I'll close my log,
and then my eyes.
my minds a fog,
no more blue skies.

my life is fading,
I miss my wife.
My ship's not lading,
story of my life.......

END

My heart beats in vain.
For what flows through it,
can not sustain.

A life gone insane.
Seduced,
by your s*xual campaign.

Love me with your pain.
Stab it into me,
again, and again.

look at me with disdain.
I am hideous,
I am your domain.

Drill it into my brain.
I am useless,
hardly worth the strain.

Of trying to explain.
this is not you,
this is the cocaine.

My girls,
my girls,
my wonderful girls.
One with straight hair,
the other with slight curls.

Ones calm,
sweet,
and polite.
The other's a whirlwind on her feet.
Who's always stirring up a fight.

Dresses,
makeup,
and proper ediquite.
As oppose to
jeans,
sports,
and a fire cracker that just got lit.

My girls are so different.
But in one way they're the same.
Although they don't act alike,
They both drive me insane.

some people say;
That when your time has come to pass.
After you close your eyes to die.
Your soul lifts up, in an aura of gas.
And floats it's way up to the sky.

Other people say;
That when your buried in your plot.
Six feet under ground.
All you do is rot.
And no one hears a sound

But you don't have to worry.
For you know what you'll find.
you'll always be here,
in my heart and mind.

I never got,
to see the light of day.
I never got,
to breathe in the air.
I never got,
a chance to play.
I never got,
to stop and stare.
At the beauty,
that would of sourrounded me.
I never got,
a chance to just be.


S.O.B.

If there's a god.
He's a greedy S.O.B.
He can not but see,
the deserving un happy.
I'll sell my soul to the devil.
All that is me.
If it would re-join this woman
with her un-born baby.

when I close my eyes,
I see her.
A love that's vibrant and true.

Hanging on for dear life.
About to fall,
into a sea of blue

I reach out.
But I miss her.
Makeing me doubt my ability to.

catch her before she falls,
out of my life.
Like everyone else seems too.