tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57929433748412191872023-11-16T06:05:56.267-08:00_Kafkaesque_QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-85384905513588858012015-10-19T06:28:00.000-07:002015-10-19T06:28:06.252-07:00~Tiramisù (pick me up)~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GaR8nqs0dUNTW2S7VVfic-UOy8F7NYBfe1ykLDVlGUvn9uKPFuvurVMuwEDyePyKNAuJLMsjXV7EWDg2-KehYNk_VPbsr7p62KFuPkZnzmmowc50fXGLq14LEfl88ZiJiqbElUAUwW8/s1600/large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GaR8nqs0dUNTW2S7VVfic-UOy8F7NYBfe1ykLDVlGUvn9uKPFuvurVMuwEDyePyKNAuJLMsjXV7EWDg2-KehYNk_VPbsr7p62KFuPkZnzmmowc50fXGLq14LEfl88ZiJiqbElUAUwW8/s320/large.jpg" /></a></div>Sometimes my mind starts to wander<br/ >
Your words then softly fade away<br/ >
<br/ >
All I can see is your soft, moist lips <br/ >
Beckoning me to interupt you mid sentence<br/ >
<br/ >
To pull you close and seal them shut with mine <br/ >
Send you reeling back in erotic astonishment <br/ >
<br/ >
Look in your dark brown eyes with mine of hazel<br/ >
Sparkling with love frosted with lust <br/ >
<br/ >
Nibble on glistening pedals, tasting your lip gloss <br/ >
A hint of strawberry is my sweet reward <br/ >
<br/ >
Feel you breathe in and relent<br/ >
Forgetting what ever it was you were saying <br/ >
<br/ >
Your eyes close, I have your attention <br/ >
Lips press, tongues wrestle playfully <br/ >
<br/ >
Taking me back to the first time we kissed <br/ >
French and passionate, antique sofa, "Bee 6" <br/ >
<br/ >
You melt into me, I pulled you tight <br/ >
Holding you in my arms with a strength that will never let you go <br/ >
<br/ >
Suddenly it's not another chilly night <br/ >
Sitting sideways, Reggae one drop <br/ >
<br/ >
It is a soft, private dance of two lovers <br/ >
Like two young desperate hearts tangoing in Beunos Aires <br/ >
<br/ >
Our noses accidently brush, electricty <br/ >
That sends shivers down my spine and to the tip of my desire <br/ >
<br/ >
I meander to kiss your face, moving ever closer <br/ >
To the lobes of your ears, your sensual weakness <br/ >
<br/ >
Once there, I run my tongue along the rim of your ear <br/ >
See you quiver and breathe even harder <br/ >
<br/ >
But then you slide your hand up into my hair <br/ >
Forcing me back to your jealous lips <br/ >
<br/ >
I then interupt your words, starting to tell you <br/ >
How you are so beautiful, everything to me <br/ >
<br/ >
It's then that you press your finger to my lips <br/ >
And say "Shut up and kiss me"<br/ > QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-3299812897879428692015-10-19T05:51:00.002-07:002015-10-19T05:53:06.015-07:00~self conversation~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSU3iFVyQW23nXo30JewUI3cqzGzF3A7-wM05_tD-hBJX00elb0tkuXQQPKppChQ0tN78WQJSUjyLZSynERD1jOc9Rs_dTAXlD43R3oajC_BCLajQN5hjBxH5I94cxaTwIpcZwd7MbQIQ/s1600/6a00d83452558f69e20168e81e02ea970c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSU3iFVyQW23nXo30JewUI3cqzGzF3A7-wM05_tD-hBJX00elb0tkuXQQPKppChQ0tN78WQJSUjyLZSynERD1jOc9Rs_dTAXlD43R3oajC_BCLajQN5hjBxH5I94cxaTwIpcZwd7MbQIQ/s200/6a00d83452558f69e20168e81e02ea970c.jpg" /></a></div>
Standing , facing the crooked mirror <br />
a mind racing through a memory<br />
recalling the gone years , <br />
all the people who aren't here <br />
gone life , the end we fear . <br />
<br />
I hear the click , the sprung door <br />
a flourescent flicks , a tiled floor <br />
all thoughts depleted <br />
it's time to leave here <br />
better get back to <br />
the place I'm seated , <br />
all currency is poor <br />
checking change once more <br />
how many people live a life they abhore . <br />
<br />
There's a world of chances <br />
for many to get <br />
all these drinkers and dancers <br />
are in here to forget <br />
the good life they have , though complain about it <br />
jewellry does flash , diamond inset .
<br />
Clustered in this bay<br />
they rust and rot away<br />
these people must have thoughts<br />
their mouths disallow them to say .<br />
Catapulted into the void<br />
around the constellation<br />
unspoken thoughts they embroid<br />
awaiting reincarnation<br />
to be re employed<br />
only maybe for a day ,<br />
these people dont know<br />
that they've blown themselves away .<br />
<br />
I'm leaving this place<br />
of dirty walls , failed ideas<br />
and bloodstained faces<br />
carved in the floor under my boots,<br />
Intoxicated feet<br />
do stumble as they walk<br />
amid the heavy fleet<br />
of more life wasted and it's thoughts . <br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-25834776710422055872015-06-15T06:49:00.000-07:002015-06-21T06:47:16.891-07:00~EXTREMEly CONTENTed ~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoik-QR8jhCPLV_8VEIAtjoYh5zjacmiqPBB2t8w3O8Ztar-IzcqFZ8yjO1e6cqHmqfVy-tMCmkDi2oGkDpsXJeeMKrcdRnJekaxx5DMPA1IYm2Ph3JRwYEInhfHrGq8QuHJ_0PoqMcsY/s1600/tumblr_nivi9nb8iq1u98a6go1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoik-QR8jhCPLV_8VEIAtjoYh5zjacmiqPBB2t8w3O8Ztar-IzcqFZ8yjO1e6cqHmqfVy-tMCmkDi2oGkDpsXJeeMKrcdRnJekaxx5DMPA1IYm2Ph3JRwYEInhfHrGq8QuHJ_0PoqMcsY/s320/tumblr_nivi9nb8iq1u98a6go1_500.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
My pams caress your bubbly behind, sliding over every curve . My right hand twirling your hair between my fingers . Our lips meet in a fiery , passionate embrace , my hands drop down and down to your shorts . My hands gently squeeze your luscious cheeks , you can feel that warm throbbing in your midriff bursting into life . I gently push you onto the bed as I gently take your top off revealing your pink lacy bra underneath . Our lips press against each others , we break apart , close enough you can still feel my breath on your neck . I now kiss your ear and whisper “Don't move , don't make a sound .” I hear you let out a long excited sigh in answer , as a smile now spreads across my face . My hand now traces a line from your shoulder down your spine , until I reach the clasp on your bra , where I prize it open .
<br />
<br />
Your bra now falls off your body . The cold air quickly firming up your nipples , my lips meet them , they grow firmer almost to the point of pain and yet , you love every kiss on them . That warmth in your midriff now radiates out to your toes , making you want to curl them . You can feel yourself getting wetter . Now my mouth sucks your nipples . A pant escapes your lips , your back arches slightly making your pussy ache all the more .
<br />
<br />
My hands now slide down , away from caressing your nipples down to the top of your shorts they find and open the button . You feel them guide your shorts off leaving you in you red and black pokadot panties . You let out a whimper of expectancy while my fingers now trace lines on your inner thighs . My fingers slowly reach the lacy outskirts of your panties and they gently run in circles on top of your panties , just a millimeter above your slit . Your clit tingles as my fingers slowly draw closer to it , the warmth begins to throb harder and fiercer as my fingers draw ever closer . You push your hips outwards searching for my fingers, longing for me to touch it. I teasingly slide them away and then draw them back , I finally give in and my fingers glide over the soft material covering your clit , a loud sharp gasp escapes your lips as my fingers cause a lightning bolt of pleasure race up through your body . My hands now slowly slide up to the top of your panties reaching the lace at the top and slowly gently pull them down . You feel your clit get harder and the throbbing intensify . As you know that the pleasures not far away . Your dark sensual smell reaches out and fills the air , casting a spell on me to reach down and taste it . My fingers now slither to your opening, my fingers now once again tease you as they circle around your clit . I see your wetness glistening in the light, my fingers now brush your clit . Your body shudders but this time no noise escapes your lips , my fingers now slide over your clit the tingling throbbing growing to a new height .
<br />
<br />
My fingers now enter your wetness , you feel your muscles contract and relax on my fingers , they slowly exit your opening . My fingers glistening from your wetness , I taste your flavour sweet and sour , making my tongue tingle. I offer them for you to try and you slowly allow my fingers into your mouth . I remove my fingers from your mouth and gently enter your magical fountain , sliding in and out , your body adapting to every time they enter . My lips meet you hips kissing slowly downwards towards your clit . They inch their way closer , my tongue now gently reaches out and reaches your hard clit . <br />
I too can now feel the throbbing in your clit , my tongue now continues to snake its way in circles as your clit throbs , my lips then leave to gently press them selves over that spot which you love but nobody but me knows where . My fingers continue to enter and slide out slowing , gaining speed and then decreasing making you ache for more , my tongue copying my fingers varies the speed teasing you all the more . Until every time I slow down another whimper escapes your lips , every exhale becoming a pant as I reach peak of speed, but this time you feel a difference, my hand starts off slower than normal and gently increases , my lips increases in pressure causing your back to arch and your hips press into me , my fingers continue to slide in and out . I can feel your opening pulse and contract on my fingers, my fingers become wet in your juices , my lips press against your pelvic bone just above your clit for the final time , I tentatively kiss a line down . Now my lips press against your clit and now suck it you gasp at the sudden increase in pleasure racing through your body . My fingers on my right hand continue to glide in and out of your opening , I replace my lips with my left hand , the change in pressure causing your clit to throb faster .
<br />
<br />
My fingers continue to rub , gaining speed and before losing it again . My hand however , never stops , just circling at the perfect pace for teasing ; faster enough to drive you insane , but , not fast enough to drive you over the edge . This time you feel me apply more pressure rub that much faster , my other hand's fingers keeps on thrusting in to your opening , pumping in and out . You can feel that warm throbbing build up behind the opening of your pussy , you feel it draw closer and closer. As I continue to rub with more vigorously , you can feel the tidal wave of pleasure building, rearing its head, you can feel yourself ride the pleasure . It breaks, the waves of ecstasy rush round your body ; making your toes curl . your hands to grip the sheets , without realizing your back arches , and you groan out . as you feel the pleasure subside, you collapse exhausted on to the bed . <br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-81429427549310911652015-06-15T06:00:00.002-07:002015-06-15T06:05:11.924-07:00~Jack, Mary & The Incurable Romantic~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Xz_DTQVD_Uk4C30iDocvXYdc7wwEtcNewDLfni-N9dhficLEDbXLia-MI04NvhwnwVim29noC_PG1s91q_PAS-iBxQU_-kOj_dYHe27SVRBmJHXP7oEuzYJh35qCITfuzkHFtKgmchs/s1600/Jack_Daniels_girl122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Xz_DTQVD_Uk4C30iDocvXYdc7wwEtcNewDLfni-N9dhficLEDbXLia-MI04NvhwnwVim29noC_PG1s91q_PAS-iBxQU_-kOj_dYHe27SVRBmJHXP7oEuzYJh35qCITfuzkHFtKgmchs/s320/Jack_Daniels_girl122.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />
Jack run with chainsaws in my head <br />
left me in gutters <br />
or in treetops <br />
lurching precarious <br />
each branch thinner <br />
more rotten than the next <br />
<br />
Scary, <br />
how empty bottles <br />
still ain't pretty to watch <br />
<br />
The vapours <br />
made me happy to forget <br />
before I remembered <br />
all the reasons they were swallowed <br />
and had to take more <br />
until my body screamed <br />
stop... <br />
<br />
The women <br />
fucked with me, as I with them <br />
years dancing <br />
past impossible quests <br />
the search for love everlasting <br />
or some bullshit et cetera <br />
'Que sera-sera' <br />
<br />
Chronic? <br />
Yes! <br />
Cynic? <br />
you bet. <br />
<br />
But once in a while <br />
electric tingling over the bridge <br />
the faintest whisper <br />
a wraith crawling sickly from the heart <br />
inspired by a word or a smile <br />
a simple turn of her head <br />
<br />
Soulmate, is that you-- <br />
where've you been all my life? <br />
<br />
WHERE THE FUCK have you been, <br />
you long lost shit? <br />
<br />
"Sanity" QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-18545642716301933202015-03-03T05:27:00.000-08:002015-03-03T05:28:26.596-08:00~ Eight point Nine millimeter ~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhcaVyMi_WWuVd84HKYfLAZwptQ3DdcaSHEqcB2u8WSy9MJLnEz4wDkCaReoA-0qB2x9zJKcSIQxOZC0OWejBsT0mpWO8l4MZ8UoviFUftVpD1g9AIsg-ONJSKOc_ioEcHv96C9doa1w/s1600/MEMEMEMEME.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhcaVyMi_WWuVd84HKYfLAZwptQ3DdcaSHEqcB2u8WSy9MJLnEz4wDkCaReoA-0qB2x9zJKcSIQxOZC0OWejBsT0mpWO8l4MZ8UoviFUftVpD1g9AIsg-ONJSKOc_ioEcHv96C9doa1w/s320/MEMEMEMEME.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />
Sleepless night, imagination constricting<br />
in and out, adjusting the focus<br />
long legs striding so seductively<br />
cherry lips bright as rose petals<br />
grey matter this spiritual vertigo<br />
vintage masterpiece<br />
dusky the backbeat<br />
in the directors chair<br />
lust, feeding how I want to guide you<br />
in horizontal fevers of inhibitions.<br />
<br />
Touch me with crass<br />
sitting in your chair, voyeuristic addiction<br />
whiskey on breath, smoking on a joint<br />
lost in the curtains of vapor<br />
undressing me with your mind<br />
thong and lace, falling on the ground<br />
in nocturnal dreams<br />
the witching hour<br />
unveiling secrets with sticky fingers.<br />
<br />
Crawl across the floor<br />
butt reflection on the cabinet<br />
with skin tight corset<br />
moving to rhythm, in soundless motion<br />
just a hint of cleavage<br />
moist goosebumps<br />
those come hither eyes<br />
skirt riding hips<br />
tantalizing expressions<br />
arousing manhood with delicate motion.<br />
<br />
sudden straddle<br />
swimming in your gaze<br />
kissing your mouth<br />
a temptress on a mission<br />
glowing in the dark<br />
sucking the sexual hunger<br />
off your lurking tongue<br />
staining your mind<br />
melting wax,<br />
stiffness of badness<br />
dipping in<br />
dripping on<br />
cut, edit, hold me down<br />
afflicting your fantasies<br />
my eternal virgin<br />
'till morning light.<br />
<br />
Awakened in drenched sweat<br />
slapped with reality and fantasy a blur<br />
lipstick stained collar<br />
perfume scented sheets<br />
smeared with decadence<br />
recalling nails, moans and screams<br />
echoing, satisfied dreams<br />
holding you<br />
gripping tight..<br />
<br />
with 8.9mm's of<br />
spiraling<br />
elusive lust.<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-54075318262421882852014-06-17T23:58:00.001-07:002014-06-19T04:34:21.731-07:00~Red Robin~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXVdkuFaLI-dhpGykvy81rxAWcCwa102Nwe3MJyRL2TGCX6qyxN2NUg15pQT_3bvdy2x2EgBzsDvW4jBACUlS2nodr6ibIbOkh-YdvO8pLt7I_G4Pmc1L3BoutjOhidnSn7PMlcZ1io4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGXVdkuFaLI-dhpGykvy81rxAWcCwa102Nwe3MJyRL2TGCX6qyxN2NUg15pQT_3bvdy2x2EgBzsDvW4jBACUlS2nodr6ibIbOkh-YdvO8pLt7I_G4Pmc1L3BoutjOhidnSn7PMlcZ1io4/s200/images.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />
She holds the back of my neck, kisses me deeply, looking into my brown eyes <br />
<br />
Her dark eyes inviting, full, swallowing mine <br />
<br />
Silently, constantly expressing her deepest desires <br />
<br />
Confidently her sexual wants result in euphoric sighs <br />
<br />
Of pleasure, passion, fulfillment & release <br />
<br />
Aware of my craving to touch, kiss, lick & tease <br />
<br />
Her juices, plentiful, warm, savory & sweet <br />
<br />
Arching spine, throbbing labia, begging me not to cease <br />
<br />
She moans & whispers, then nearly shrieks <br />
<br />
Moaning louder &louder, don't stop, don't fucking stop <br />
<br />
My tongue encircles her clit, then thrusting quick <br />
<br />
Soaking in the salty-honey, flavor filled peaks <br />
<br />
A guttural groan, taught pelvic muscles, tight, tighter still <br />
<br />
Rim to thumb, anal stimulation <br />
<br />
Quivering kitty, one last lick, she jerks from the intense tickle <br />
<br />
Pleasant signs of her complete surrender to my lustful will <br />
<br />
Bruised backs, sweaty sheets results non bitter, heavenly sweet.
<br /> QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-30022394724696462902013-10-16T07:47:00.000-07:002013-11-21T03:29:58.542-08:00~Dripping~
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<br/ >
The twisting of flesh <br/ >
her body contorting <br/ >
Back arched just so <br/ >
Breasts firm and heaving <br/ >
Moans dripping off her lips <br/ >
Feel the thirst of my lapping. <br/ >
<br/ >
No stopping no pausing <br/ >
just lust hot and burning <br/ >
Bodies ablaze<br/ >
like hell fire...<br/ >
Melting, melding,<br/ >
molding into each other.<br/ >
<br/ >
This is the hunger<br/ >
the desperate desire<br/ >
the ache and the need<br/ >
like binding with wire<br/ >
that draws me again<br/ >
back to her, beside her, into her.<br/ >
<br/ >
Sweet, sticky and dripping<br/ >
Like drizzles of honey<br/ >
rich and decadent on the tongue<br/ >
Every sway, every stroke<br/ >
every inch of us consumed<br/ >
filling us up...for a moment...<br/ >
<br/ >
And when the storm grows calm<br/ >
where does she go?<br/ >
From the screams of exstacy<br/ >
from the rapturous spasms<br/ >
From a heart filled with longing<br/ >
to indifference and isolation.<br/ >
<br/ >
Where is the fervor?<br/ >
Where is the girl<br/ >
with fire in her eyes?<br/ >
Where can she be?<br/ >
Lost in the glassy<br/ >
gaze of satisfaction?<br/ >
<br/ >
No hunger nor need<br/ >
No desire or craving<br/ >
While I wait....again<br/ >
Appetite unflinching<br/ >
Waiting again for her<br/ >
to feel alone and empty<br/ >QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-41391810390466213222013-09-04T21:39:00.001-07:002013-10-16T07:40:54.136-07:00~Always & Fo'ever~
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Love, Wipe your eyes, This is not the end <br />
This is but the start of something
beautiful <br />
Death isn’t the ending to a bitter song <br />
It’s the pause needed to catch your breath <br />
I believe I’ll see you again, Upon these clouds <br />
In my arms, You will lay for eternity <br />
Without fear, Without pain, Without loss <br />
Paradise with my angel, I long for the day <br />
I will wait forever and always for you <br />
Through centuries of slowing time
I will never forget what I left behind <br />
I am the reason behind that hidden smile <br />
Love is forever, At least that’s what I hear them say <br />
Forever seems a footnote too small for me <br />
Love is infinite, Bound to no one
We are free, Always and Forever QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-40906514796868522452013-06-23T12:07:00.001-07:002013-06-23T12:07:01.087-07:00~Memoires~Tend to turn into hippie when I'm spaced out, <br />
More of love on spreading her than spreading love,<br />
Reminiscing nights when she moaned till the AM; didn't fancy outs, <br />
Eyes so low, bloodshot, itsy drunk,
god damn! still sprung! <br />
Wall to wall, from the bed to the carpet, to the dresser, <br />
My skin to her skin like that Prada I dressed her, <br />
Tagging on long Red hair, her fore spread her ass and the other pulled me closer, <br />
Ripping the leggins on her thick goosebumbed thighs, <br />
All hot & steaming, oh so high, <br />
Disliking the missionary, nothing to do religion, <br />
Going down, She twist and turns like I'm performing exorsim, <br />
9mm of nail is dug on my upper back, <br /> Her neck; caramel or hazelnut as I bite & suck, <br />
Kamasutra; Not rubbers but technique, <br />
She rams my back to the wall, <br />
Hand jobs as her tongue settled on my balls, <br />
Memories when I played Dracula, <br />
Inspect her like a gyna, <br />
Use the tip of my index as a stethoscope; <br />
Listen to her heartbeat through her erect nipple, <br />
My tongue the thermometer to oraly check her temperature, <br />
Suck her juices like Adam with the forbidden fruit,<br />
Thoughts of my motive which was rather sinful,<br />
Nineteen with nothing but the tightest pussy stuck on my mental,<br />
Who knows, maybe I will end up wifing her, <br />
Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck cause the trife in us, <br />
It's deep rooted, the music of being young and dumb, <br />
Its never muted, in fact it's much louder where we from, <br />
Thought of it as Love maybe the love for Lust and well <br />
Always in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty <br />
Enthused by the touch of a woman she's a masseuse <br />
And I'm a professional porn star "with the stamina of a grown moose" <br />
Aleast that's what she said before she called me god, <br />
Her body is my canvas, <br />
I guess that's why they call me Picasso <br />
Wet Silk beddings in the morning, <br />
Blowing smoke we Do it Again no time for yawning <br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-14744621790580003162013-05-23T09:29:00.001-07:002013-05-23T09:29:37.702-07:00~Love Notes As I Toke~<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ilg4My1eTqW5xoXvQgFK8235xBxYTcjuumKxz9VN9YPNy9-u6aXIzwlgVLkLH3srdHPcVsdefK1odFC7nSq4hyphenhyphenNC4QinVRkIvzUWSpfqXeUAGQiTTl5OYZU-mYx6Pk7_5QHu4TQDoQY/s1600/108036.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ilg4My1eTqW5xoXvQgFK8235xBxYTcjuumKxz9VN9YPNy9-u6aXIzwlgVLkLH3srdHPcVsdefK1odFC7nSq4hyphenhyphenNC4QinVRkIvzUWSpfqXeUAGQiTTl5OYZU-mYx6Pk7_5QHu4TQDoQY/s320/108036.jpg" /></a>
<br/ >
She wrote me a love note,<br/ >
how she wanted to reveal herself.<br/ >
<br/ >
In this note she told me,<br/ >
how she wanted to undress herself before me,
adore me, allow me to know her,<br/ >
in her infinite array.<br/ >
<br/ >
She asked in such a delicate and inviting way,<br/ >
that I leaned into her fragrance<br/ >
and allowed her tongue to reach into my chasmed
disorientation,<br/ >
my emotional insecurities,<br/ >
and allowed her to know me,<br/ >
in the softness of my melancholy.<br/ >
<br/ >
She wished to wander into my pain,<br/ >
and touch<br/ >
and tug at me,<br/ ><br/ >
unfold me,
and lick<br/ >
and whisper into my truest-self<br/ >
the nature of all wisdom,<br/ >
the heart knowing no boundaries in its capacity<br/ >
for a compassion built of loving and uncondemning insights.<br/ >
<br/ >
Her lips were gentle,<br/ >
she said,<br/ >
and wished to kiss me,<br/ >
through my defenses,<br/ >
nape and naked moaning,<br/ >
to hold and shuffle of my sadnesses,<br/ >
and to reveal her inner-self,<br/ >
a gaping moistness,<br/ >
to both mother and love,<br/ >
and find her satisfaction in,<br/ >
with me,<br/ >
in our arms,<br/ >
in her evening.<br/ >
<br/ >
I lifted up her letter and held it to my face<br/ >
and never knew a moment,<br/ >
before or since,<br/ >
except to be within the honey of her sweet scented flower;<br/ >
the opacity of transformation has become a blindness to my burdens,<br/ >
and she is the answer to my Dreams.<br/ >QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-14175464914716846652013-01-14T05:50:00.004-08:002013-01-14T05:50:28.183-08:00~ Lost ~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
I've been lonely, I've been waiting for you <br />
I'm pretending, and that's all I can do <br />
The love I'm sending ain't making it through to your hearts <br />
I hope you hear me Sweeties <br />
<br />
Pain, since I've lost you, I'm lost too <br />
"Trippy Maniac" I think I should get that tattooed <br />
Feeling at the bottom like a horse shoe <br />
Hell's hot basement <br />
Sorry for the trouble that me and momma put you and your tiny hearts through <br />
The Most High knows that I'd do anything for a part two <br />
Been praying for the day you all come back to me, saying that you forgive me <br />
Give me another chance, I'm needing it like a kidney <br />
Like my silent Heart Beat, <br />
I don't want advice, give me back their beautiful souls <br />
Give me back her touch, I don't ask for much <br />
But I fucked up, I know I fucked up, I admit I fucked up <br />
But erybody fuck up, now this tripper feels locked up <br />
In my head I'm a blind man doing time <br />
Puffing on lye hopping they get me high...
<br />
I was her gangster, bet she'd have called me Big Poppa <br />
I ain't lying she was the pistol to my holster <br />
I've been hiding, never letting it show <br />
Always trying, to keep it under control <br />
Insane, Depressed, sad... <br />
And K'Naan telling me to smile when I bleed? <br />
Sucking on that roach facing Heaven wondering did they make it? <br />
<br />
I remember erything, I just wanna hear her sing <br />
I remember the fun you had, right after ery bath <br />
To me you all are the brightest stars under sunlight <br />
Behind this RayBans, deep down my heart Burns, <br />
See take away my breath, take away my heart <br />
All I need is you to give me back my loved ones, my 'lives' <br />
<br />
See this is just a nightmare, <br />
That's what the voices tell me <br />
So I blink twice *shrugs* <br />
Open up my eyes hoping they'd be in my sight <br />
I remember the time, I wish I could bring it back <br />
What they mean to me, is what I walk on and spins round and round <br />
Eryday hoping it's just a dream .. DAMN!
QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-61731086755147108952013-01-04T05:36:00.001-08:002013-01-04T05:36:26.126-08:00~Trippy Maniac~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
I wake up... <br /
In shock. <br />
But the funny thing was, I never went to sleep. <br />
What trickery is this? What illusion? <br />
Time hasn't passed. So why were my eyes closed? <br />
Were they even closed? I can't tell. <br />
Why can't I tell?! <br />
<br />
Lets rewind to an half hour ago. <br />
I was normal. <br />
Pretty normal. <br />
Okay! Almost normal. Jee! <br />
Anyway, so I linger back forth, <br />
nervous in my approach, across the room, <br />
thinking about what's going to happen. <br />
It was such a small chunk of cellulose and fiber. <br />
Tasteless, numb. <br />
Secretly bleeding its sins on my tongue. <br />
Playfully. <br />
<br />
"Come dance with me", she said. <br />
I turned around without a protest. <br />
An empty room is all I see. <br />
Quiet and still, still calling to me. <br />
Hurriedly I run to the songs, <br />
to help me block out this voice inside my head. <br />
Hip Hop,Trance & Techno, take me really high. <br />
Twisted tones at torturous speeds, <br />
eating my mind before it yields. <br />
Loud music in my brain, makes me feel I'm going insane. <br />
These hands now climb from the back of my head. <br />
And with the music they rise and fall. <br />
It pumps, and beats, it ruses and lures your sub-conscience out to play. <br />
With your eyes, and your ears, your skin, your tongue, your breath. <br />
Your very mind is detached from you. <br />
Steady they climb. <br />
The rise is yet to come. <br />
A shiver here, a tingle there, <br />
and you're already racing faster than the speed of light. <br />
The faster the music gets, the quicker it rises now. <br />
You feel that haunting chill down your spine come alive. <br />
Like you know that something bad is gonna happen. <br />
I welcome it. <br />
Wasn't that the whole point of this? <br />
I mean its not like I'm going to die, right? <br />
And BAAM! It hits you. <br />
Your eyes are open, but you can't register what's before them. <br />
Its all a big paused picture, <br />
something from a 'still life' painting or some shit. <br />
But you don't even know how to react to it. <br />
And that's fucking maddening... <br />
<br />
And that went on for quite a while. <br />
'Til disorientation tossed me into delirium. <br />
Like a nuclear bomb of 'euphoria' exploded in my head. <br />
Like those hands, crawling up the back of my neck, <br />
all the way up to the top of my head, <br />
with those cold fingers creeping not ever so slightly, <br />
searching for a sweet spot to just dive in and poke around my brain. <br />
Just toy with it for fuck's sake. <br />
Because that's just how it is man. <br />
And so comes another shiver. <br />
I'm so aware now. <br />
I can sense everything, hear everything, <br />
and feel everything around me so briskly , <br />
that I feel I'm more than just a man. <br />
I feel like the wind. <br />
Blowing with the breeze and the rising screams of the drum and bass and the synthesizer. <br />
The world around me is a blurry haze. <br />
There's no one I can call to pick me up if I fall. <br />
But I don't think I'd wanna. Its worth the risk. <br />
For the next 22 hours I shall be presumed dead. <br />
For I knew what was coming my way. But I guess I'm just that stupid. <br />
This thirst to know the dark side hasn't been rid of me. <br />
It calls to madness to reveal its ugly head and awaken the maniac inside. <br />
And birth - A maniac. <br />
<br />
Now sitting amongst the sweeping silence of this sordid room, <br />
'neath a metal fan, buzzing on the juice, just like you, <br />
you muse yourself to consider frail hope. <br />
If only you weren't such a dumb ass, you could have survived. <br />
These creaking sounds coming from the corners are new to me. <br />
Dark is the room. <br />
Well lit. <br />
My eyes see something more rather, other than what they should. <br />
Its funny as hell how these tingles never stop. <br />
Another one streaks across me, and then there were two. <br />
Ooh, what fun! <br />
<br />
In bright and sober tranquility morning came. <br />
A day had passed and I was the same. <br />
What a trip! What a shame! <br />
'Til we meet again, painless pain. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-64880161218073365362012-12-08T01:01:00.002-08:002012-12-08T01:03:22.096-08:00~Wilting Rose~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
You will be the death of me, <br />
<br />
Then again you give me life, <br />
<br />
With every impulse you throw at me, <br />
<br />
Like a thought being processed, <br />
<br />
Takes a while for me to understand, <br />
<br />
But when I do, your gone... <br />
<br />
I have to savor your love, <br />
<br />
Not take it for granted...
<br />
Like wilting roses on a dining room table, <br />
<br />
What you do to me is special , it's kind, <br />
<br />
Its everything I need to survive, <br />
<br />
But you leave and death lingers in my heart, <br />
<br />
It devours my soul and leaves me helpless... <br />
<br />
Like a crab with no shell, <br />
<br />
Like a toothless lion, <br />
<br />
And I lay still for a while, untouched <br />
<br />
Then your eyes cause my heart to beat into rhythm, <br />
<br />
And I realize your love is the missing piece in my puzzle, <br />
<br />
You keep me going in this changing world, <br />
<br />
And nothing else matters anymore... <br />
<br />
As if I was a child who lost his mother <br />
You cradle my heart. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-11792703912119017052012-07-16T06:24:00.003-07:002012-07-16T06:24:40.795-07:00~Cataclysm~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
From my brown eyes <br />
<br />
A tear drop falls <br />
<br />
The heart it aches <br />
The pain emanates <br />
<br />
Hurt <br />
<br />
Mind races<br />
Thoughts unclear<br />
<br />
Darkness <br />
<br />
Rapid breathing <br />
Can’t catch a breath <br />
Nothing more then a panic attack <br />
<br />
Anxiety<br />
<br />
Bewilderment <br />
What is wrong with Me?! <br />
<br />
Hoping verything will be ok <br />
I'll take one of these <br />
And two of'em <br />
A day <br />
<br />
Medicate<br />
<br />
Sleep with no dreams <br />
Stars shine <br />
But have no gleam <br />
<br />
Tranquil <br />
<br />
No tears <br />
No fears <br />
No heart pounding <br />
Breathless <br />
<br />
Numb <br />
<br />
Ok so it’s one of these <br />
And two of them <br />
<br />
Why is it not working anymore? <br />
<br />
Just another of these, maybe a couple <br />
And a few more of them <br />
<br />
Oh yeah! there it is . . . <br />
<br />
Can't feel my face. . . <br />
<br />
Add a few of these to those <br />
And bring in some of that <br />
This should do the trick <br />
<br />
Waking up with drool glistening <br />
On my face <br />
<br />
Now it's not my choice at which <br />
Those or them or a little of this <br />
<br />
I'm hooked <br />
Can not go with out <br />
<br />
Quesy. . . <br />
<br />
In need of my bottled companions <br />
<br />
A tear streams down my check <br />
As I look in the mirror <br />
<br />
Who is this? <br />
<br />
Why am I here? <br />
<br />
Where has erybody gone? <br />
<br />
We haven’t gone anywhere, but you have. . .<br />
<br />
LOST!
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-68054509827849566762012-07-12T04:45:00.001-07:002012-07-16T05:50:10.720-07:00~The Silent Killer~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br />
He's standing above her face,<br />
Holding the ripped lace.<br />
<br />
<br />
"I shouldn't have worn that
outfit"<br />
<br />
But she can't be blamed for it<br />
<br />
The police won't do anything,<br />
<br />
"She brought it on herself,<br />
too pretty this young thing."<br />
<br />
No evidence could she bring.<br />
His vile seed was gone.<br />
She waited too long.<br />
<br />
She's gaining weight.<br />
She can no longer stay up late.<br />
But she must..<br />
Cuz she sees his face when she closes her eyes.<br />
She hates her sight in the mirror.<br />
Her pants are beginning not to fit.<br />
It's time, but she's been<br />
dreading it.<br />
Here comes the pregnancy kit.<br />
+<br />
<br />
Dirty.<br />
Worthless.<br />
Used.<br />
Disgusting.<br />
Whore.<br />
The thoughts run through her
mind.<br />
She feels she has committed a
crime.<br />
Anyone on the outside would say,<br />
<br />
"Not your fault."<br />
<br />
But, believe with them, she will<br />
not.<br />
<br />
Her belly is begginning to swell.<br />
Suicide is on her mind,<br />
and punishment is hell.<br />
But maybe she deserves it.<br />
She thinks.<br />
The blood is filling up the sink<br />
<br />
And now, two gravestones.<br />
Beautiful murals upon them are
shown.<br />
They sit next to each other.<br />
A child laying next to her 19
year old mother.<br />
<br />
683,000 forcible rapes occur every
year,<br />
which equals 56,916 per month,<br />
1,871 per day, 78 per hour,<br />
and 1.3 per minute.<br />
RAPE PREVENTION<br />
I hope...this got your attention.<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-34647606010619276322012-07-11T03:53:00.001-07:002012-07-16T05:48:23.438-07:00~凹陷 (Depression)~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out. <br />
<br />
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout. <br />
<br />
Climb the walls of insanity,
Ride the waves of despair. <br />
<br />
If you fall it don't matter
There's no one to care.<br />
<br />
Used to wish for a window,
To see birds, trees and sky,<br />
<br />
But you're better without one -
Stops you aiming too high.<br />
<br />
Watching freedom is painful,
For those locked away.<br />
<br />
Seeing joy, love and happiness,
Another price that you pay.<br />
<br />
Strong is good, weak is bad.
Be it false, be it true.<br />
<br />
Your mind makes the choice,
And enforces it too.<br />
<br />
Cell walls built by society,
With rules to adhere.<br />
<br />
If you breach the acceptable,
You had better beware.<br />
<br />
Hide the pain, carry on,
Routine is the key.<br />
<br />
Don't let on that you're not,
What you're pretending to be.<br />
<br />
Lock it all up inside you,
How badly that bodes.<br />
<br />
Look out for that one day,
When it all just explodes.<br />
<br />
Leaving naught but a shell,
Base functionality too.<br />
<br />
But killing all else,
That was uniquely you.<br />
<br />
So how do you grow,
With a timebomb inside?<br />
<br />
Or how to defuse it,
Without destroying its ride?<br />
<br />
You can't.
So u act.. put on ur best show..<br />
<br />
But when ur all alone..
The only proof of ur despair-<br />
<br />
Bruises on your fingers
Where u gripped far too tight.<br />
<br />
Cuts on your arms
Where u dragged the blade down.<br />
<br />
Blood on your skin
Where you sliced the knife through.<br />
<br />
Fractures on your fists
Where the wall felt your rage.<br />
<br />
Ladders on your leg
Where You let your guilt loose.<br />
<br />
Numb in your mind
Where you wouldn’t feel pain.<br />
<br />
Salt on your face
Where you continuously cried.<br />
<br />
That taste of bile in your mouth,
from the bottles in which you drowned.<br />
<br />
Alone in a crowd,
no one sees your hurt.<br />
<br />
Whats worse-
You lost that one that had your heart.<br />
<br />
Whats a curse-
When your own flesh and blood is no longer of the earth.QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-83432203882565135342012-05-30T01:57:00.002-07:002012-07-11T04:01:26.472-07:00~Farewell Giada~I look up at the sky, tears filling my eyes, <br />
Searching the stars trying to find that angel, <br />
The brightest star; I search for, <br />
Finding it, the first tears rolls down my cheeks, <br />
Memories flood back of the short time we had together, <br />
love totally encasing my heart as I look at the star,<br />
I know you are there Zawadi, i will never forget, <br />
I just can't come to accept that you're soo far; Why do the good die young?! <br />
I know mommy would have cuddled you and kept you safe, <br />
With her arms holding you in tight embrace, <br />
I will search these skies for you each night,<br />
Because our world is no longer the same without your adorable self, <br />
You're trully loved Jadey, <br />
In life and now in death, <br />
But just for now we have to leave you, <br />
In God's guiding light, <br />
Sleep well our Angel, and one day our hearts will be full again, <br />
As we join you and give you all that was meant to be. <br />
Rest In Peace'Bowbz' <br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-25299592420435145152012-03-28T01:13:00.001-07:002012-03-28T01:13:57.430-07:00~Perplexed~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
She's vocal when she cums <br />
beautifully unintelligible <br />
her sounds a symphony without music <br />
a poem without words <br />
<br />
her pussy, penetrated, <br />
so wetly slapping and slipping <br />
hopeless attempts at gripping <br />
my cock so ravenously sipping <br />
those pussy-tears of hers <br />
<br />
those sharp intakes of breath <br />
the little yelps of pain <br />
not pain but it sounds like <br />
I'm hurting her <br />
I'd never hurt her <br />
but when I stop <br />
she immediately says <br />
'don't stop' <br />
and I hit it again.. <br />
and again <br />
and again. <br />
And her voice! <br />
When she's screaming my name! <br />
Could there be a more beautiful <br />
noise?! <br />
All her lust and her <br />
shame... <br />
'Fuck me, Uhuhh , Uhuhh' <br />
and I am <br />
and I do............................ HOLD UP!!! <br />
<br />
I Come back to my senses from what was so vivid and i realize i was just day dreaming... *SMH* :|
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-78255934262608535282012-02-28T00:30:00.001-08:002012-02-28T00:36:12.798-08:00~Our First~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
Her dress is tight <br />
Around her hips. I actually <br />
Drop my glass when I see her. <br />
She sees, walks across <br />
On perfect legs, grabs a napkin <br />
And goes straight<br />
For my champagne stained groin. <br />
<br />
<br />
I gasp and start back. Her eyes <br />
Catch mine and she takes my hand. <br />
Before I know it, she has me<br />
Behind a fake plant and we're kissing. <br />
I've never been kissed like this <br />
My lips are all over the place. <br />
She must be able to tell <br />
I'm.....inexperienced. <br />
<br />
<br />
We move to a restroom, lock the door <br />
And her hands are on my waist, <br />
And pulling at my shirt. I can't move <br />
To touch her, I'm stock still with nerves. <br />
I feel like a goldfish. Mouth open <br />
And staring as she removes my shirt. <br />
Finally, I find my hands on her breasts <br />
And then I'm kissing her right back. <br />
<br />
<br />
There's a chair, and she pushes me onto it. <br />
Her dress is so easy to peel off <br />
And now she's straddling me and the touch <br />
Of her skin is driving me mad. <br />
I'm hard and excited, she smiles, <br />
Takes my cock in one hand <br />
And slides herself onto it. <br />
<br />
<br />
Oh god, I've never never <br />
Felt anything so good. She sighs <br />
And moves rhythmically, up and down, <br />
Her hands on my shoulders, mine <br />
On those wonderful hips. 'What's your name?' <br />
She asks breathlessly. I tell her, <br />
And find out why, when she moves faster <br />
And starts calling it out. <br />
<br />
<br />
I rise and rise on her cries <br />
And moans, my cock is red hot <br />
Plunging again and again into her <br />
Until I explode with a sticky burst <br />
Deep inside her body. Our bodies <br />
Relax. My senses are reeling. <br />
I can't believe this has just happened. <br />
A thousand fireworks went off between us <br />
And that was just our first. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-11409133988311311582012-02-13T06:35:00.000-08:002012-02-13T06:48:43.354-08:00~I Miss you!!!~<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
It seems the hands of time have frozen
<br />
The trees have stood still <br />
<br />
The wind blows no more <br />
<br />
Every second drags <br />
<br />
And my heart continues to ache <br />
<br />
I miss you so much!! <br />
<br />
First your smile
<br />
Then your face <br />
<br />
Those angelic eyes staring up at me <br />
<br />
The smell of your skin <br />
<br />
And the smell of your blonde hair <br />
<br />
How we cuddle at night after a fight <br />
<br />
How we walk holding hands our fingers intertwined <br />
<br />
How you kiss my cheek when I least expect it <br />
<br />
The feeling of your fingertips on my eyebrows <br />
<br />
I miss the blush that creeps onto my face when you whisper those three words <br />
<br />
I miss the bounce in your step when you’re with me <br />
<br />
I feel empty when you are not around me <br />
<br />
So I’m walking home consumed with sadness <br />
<br />
On this day where everything has stood still <br />
<br />
With a tear in my eye because you’re not here <br />
<br />
I miss you so much <br />
<br />
And to think <br />
<br />
I miss you this much <br />
<br />
When I left you at the bus stop five minutes ago. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-81036053924190125202012-02-07T00:48:00.000-08:002012-02-07T00:52:51.431-08:00~Bewilderment~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
She's lost in a happy nightmare
where all dreams come true <br />
He's everything she ever wanted <br />
and everything that ever haunted her <br />
She's confussed and restless <br />
estatic and anxious <br />
Thinking yes and saying no <br />
All she can see is dirty sunshine <br />
And she's not sorry <br />
but she can't stop apologizing <br />
Though she made a promise <br />
when she finally told the truth <br />
but she lied enough <br />
She sits waiting <br />
worried about what will really happen <br />
because she look when she wasn't supposed to <br />
her feelings bleed out of the songs <br />
that's why she doesn't sing anymore <br />
The sleepless nights are her best <br />
her mind races so fast but will never win <br />
She's too lazy but she's off the wall <br />
She's unchained but caged in <br />
She's waited so long for this moment <br />
and can't wait for it to be over <br />
Her feelings run so deep they soon become shallow <br />
She's lost inside but knows her way <br />
She will be found but tries to hide <br />
She will give in without a fight <br />
She uses the "L" word without knowing the meaning <br />
Soon she'll understand. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-6583145368333269322012-01-13T06:11:00.000-08:002012-01-13T06:14:11.538-08:00~Nightmare~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
On my bed I lie, <br />
Awakened, sweaty, scared & panting, by my fearful eyes, <br />
Dark deep set and red, <br />
The air feels calm like its the day of my demise, <br />
It feels heavy but I lift my head, <br />
I think I'm holding hands with Death, <br />
I look at him in the eye, <br />
Then I face at the sky, <br />
The skies turn grey no one to be seen around, <br />
I hear the screaming silence of argony, <br />
It start to rain, background muted but i feel the cold drops poke my skin, <br />
I feel time freeze and ask myself; <br />
"What does it all mean?" <br />
My body ascends, from the dark abyss, <br />
I see a light ahead, <br />
"Thou shall not fear no man but God..." <br />
The words replay in my mind as I struggle the pangs of death, <br />
My mind never found a place to rest, <br />
<br />
Warm air suddenly fills my lungs through my nostrils, <br />
Lying on my notepad is where I find myself; <br />
<br />
I wake up from yet again another nightmare, <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-36147821520018655152011-11-26T00:29:00.001-08:002011-11-26T01:13:26.982-08:00~Forever Misunderstood~<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />
No one knows, <br />
Not even ME, <br />
How I feel within <br />
I wish this feeling would go away & just let me be ME, <br />
I sit in my silent room, <br />
Sometimes, I just cry, <br />
Thinking & wondering <br />
What if i were to die? <br />
Would anyone care? <br />
Would anyone cry? <br />
What would they say? <br />
Would they give me a descent burial or just do me like a orphaned hound? <br />
Would they come for my burial? <br />
Or just turn away? <br />
No one would care I guess, <br />
I've tried to be ME, <br />
The close ones take it personal, <br />
Others have ignored me tried to change ME, <br />
All they see is a smile, <br />
Across my face, <br />
Labeled me Socially awkward, Rude & Weird, <br />
They don't see the darkness, <br />
They don't see the light, <br />
They don't know This Place, <br />
They don't know this voice within me, <br />
This damned feelings and crazy thoughts, <br />
No one knows, <br/ >
Maybe only me, <br />
But my only wish is that they would answer my Plea. <br />
"Only God can judge me" <br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-83112165865261003132011-11-12T03:45:00.001-08:002011-11-12T04:04:20.395-08:00~Miss Death~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I look at your face, <br />
<br />
And Wonder what you want with me <br />
<br />
'cause everyone wants something, no one hangs around for free <br />
<br />
Your eyes ressemble an abyss , yet so sincere <br />
<br />
And in your Mona Lisa smile I bask <br />
<br />
As I wonder all the while <br />
<br />
What's behind your pretty mask? <br />
<br />
What's underneath, <br />
<br />
This that you conceal... Angel, Spirit, Demon, Devil <br />
<br />
Are you kind, angry, polite, vicious or just lost? <br />
<br />
A brave heart or filled with fright? <br />
<br />
And life is so confused <br />
<br />
Its no wonder that the bulk of us are sure we have been abused, <br />
<br />
So why don't you just cough it out <br />
<br />
You can still whisper it, audibly to my ears full of life <br />
<br />
Take of the guise that hides the truth, <br />
<br />
Be honest just one time, <br />
<br />
But the world is full of bullshit, <br />
<br />
We all balance on the fence, <br />
<br />
To risk a fall with honesty <br />
<br />
I guess just makes no sense <br />
<br />
But yet again I resfuse to go with you. <br />
<br />QarhMauThaDønhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18259328739318453249noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792943374841219187.post-28108270098053652222011-11-09T02:02:00.000-08:002011-11-09T02:17:05.459-08:00~What If ?~<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What If...<br />
I told you i saw things that you humans never see... <br />
I watch myself sleep and hold conversations with my dead cousin, <br />
Here voices that never exist, music that has never been made or written, <br />
Would you still look at me the same way you do today? <br />
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What If... <br />
I had dreams of shit before it happened and knew, <br />
Knew more about the Bafomet than Jay-z or the late Amaru Tupac, <br />
I've seen Heaven, Angels and got an inch close from seeing the face of God, <br />
I can read minds... <br />
Would you say am a weirdo or say that i'm a liar? <br />
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What If... <br />
I am inhuman, <br/ >
There is a world that i've been to and you will never see it, <br/>
Or if I told you my walls break I feel everyone around, <br />
That i blow trees to feel a spec sane, <br />
Would you hold sympathy, or call me a freak and kick me to the ground? <br />
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What If... <br />
I told you these things I live with every second of everyday, <br />
And no matter what I do or how hard I try they never go away, <br />
I didn't know how pain feels like, the same with love till i found Nikki, <br />
Would you take me to a mental hospital or term me a new age prophet? <br />
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What If... <br />
I was from the unseen world i told you about, <br />
I saw life forms unknown to man, <br / >
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Would you ask questions and accept my explanation? <br />
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The look on your face tells me my thoughts were verified<br/>
I guessed you wouldn’t take my secrets well. <br />
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