hips at a slow roll, makes me want to sell my soul
to the devil, eyes of a rebel
the way she moves in motion as
never a word
just a gentle song, I continued
the twitching of my nerves
feeling the grow of my blood flow
my tongue is ready to go
to take you in different dimensions
in the center of the room, my undivided attention
killed my previous state of tension
such an attraction, curing my mental satisfaction
quite a show, she has a shine
that sparkle and glow, so brilliantly fine
a reflector off my mirror
as I patiently await, the time draws nearer
I'm like fireworks waiting to explode, there's magic in the air
she's nearly exposed
she proceeds forward in quiet steps
with every step made she took my breath
she approached the bed in a slow glide
feeling's indescribable, many emotions inside
swapping soft touches
handicaps my heart, leaving it in crutches
hormones at a drum roll, ectasy begins it's toll
firery passion in romantically fashion
eyes so warm, a class act with charm
stacked and equipped, so seductive
rolling her tongue around her lips
with mine already in action, my face begins to swim
satisfied with her satisfaction
legs wrapped around my head, as she sits at the head
of the bed
with nothing being said, circiling every hair and thread
working her over to her stomach and spill into the back oils
as I slide tender into the ginger
slow strokes into her waterfall slopes
my tongue in her ear while her rear is in a grope
candles begin to flicker and seem to remain steady
the smell of cherry and wicker
Someone always whisper in my ears, goose bumps electrifies my cold blooded body, loss hairs on my face is the craziest thing happened, sometimes when i closed my eyes i start seeing the darkside of whisper - 'BACK BITING'
The timing is perfect.
If it were a few years back, I would have been chaos.
Selfish, uncaring and detached.
Irrefutable rejection, menacing glare seeping out diabolically without remorse.
You would have suffered an untimely demise.
While denial consumes you,
While you keep holding on to nothing.
Still, I wouldn't know and I wouldn't care.
But is the timing truly perfect?
You are a threat to my soul
As your eyes lock on to mine like I am magic.
Slowly, you make me feel naked.
Bared, utterly helpless.
Deep stares speak volumes of hunger.
Now, we fight the million miles like it doesn't matter.
Everything is surreal.
And I want to hold you tight to taste this reality.
I want to hold you with my shaky hands
I want to walk with you, even with my wobbly feet
I want to talk about endless dreams like the night is ours.
Yet as I take a step forward, I can feel myself tilting.
I am terrified.
Maybe, I'm still a complete mess afterall.
As I am convinced I tend to ruin everything I love because I don't deserve it.
I don't deserve you.
I'm still standing in the same cold ground, breathing fire.
The villain isn't a person, but the situation.
A broken man
A reckless woman
That's what we'll still be.
I don't think I want that.
The dreams of growing up haunts me now, I'm scared to grow up into a lady who is set free to explore but with strings attached to stop her anytime and pull her back. I'm not sure if I'll be praised to speak all the words I wish to, words like menstruation or sex alarm people if I say them without lowering my tone. Does this makes me a less lady like? Or how does it hurts my female dignitaries? Who made the boundaries I'm suppose to follow? And what if I break them free?
All these questions haunt me and never do I find answers. Every time I try to break through my shell, there are people to stop and warn me. If I do not listed I do face the consequences, I'm either shamed or raped or sometimes even killed. All these punishments just because I wanted to stay in a certain way or be least bothered about the things. Why does I earned this? Just because I'm going to grow up in a lady and who is suppose to live a life whose boundaries are made by others. In the beginning I'm expected to live as per my parents and then my husband and then to my children. How much fare is this? Don't you ask questions about this? Doesn't it haunts you?
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There're certain times, when I don't exactly get to know about what to do or even what to think over. I can't think, I can't comprehend, I can't understand. There's darkness all around.
Nothing can be seen, nothing can be found.
These days are the worst, you know.
And I'm going through some of them.
Frankly, I'm a very flawed person. I commit numerous mistakes, multitude of bad stuff and millions of wrongs.
And I, honestly, don't endorse them. But yes! I shall have to admit them and face them too.
Infact, I shall have to bear it's consequences, no matter, how much ever harder they're to face.
I'm finding hard to believe these day, believe that everything will be fine, someday, sometime; but as of now, I'm trying on it. Trying very very hard.
Still, I do need people around me sometimes, because I'm not as strong as people think I'm.
As a matter of fact, I'm weak, very very weak, and right now, very vulnerable. I want people to be there. Without asking anything, without wanting me to explain anything. Just be there. Just to let me know that even if I do something entirely, completely worse, they'll still be around; without judging me or being judgmental about me or my mistakes. Or without questioning my whole existence, depending on something that has unintentionally happened or happened as a fit of a moment.
That's all I want right now.
Just want to see a little ray of hope in the darkness I'm seeing around me.
. . .
War on Everyone
Night is going cold.
World is growing old.
Days comes the sunrise
But, this place still on the dark.
Looking to the skies.
A Thousand bullet dance
This land is never piece.
Hope to shine is never come
Am Dm G C
Come on light please to shining bright.
Am Dm E Am
Come to this hearts that always in dark.
War on everyone
War on everywhere
War kills anyone.
War tooks theirs parents
bloods scattered on the ground
A thousand crowd yelling on
This life is never save.
Many man buried on his grave.
Am Dm G C
Everybody please listen to your heart.
Am Dm E Am
Leave the darkness that be your part.
Am Dm G C
Come on every body give your hand.
Am Dm E Am
stop this war and happiness will begin
Chords and lyric made by: @bagus_adzano
And the sparkle in her eyes didn't sink in the swamp created in them,
She let the tears drain her sorrows, burning their way down her cheeks,
It felt like walking in the cold November rain with guns and roses,
Love restrained in those frozen eyes, words can't heal, prayer can't save!
Gone! Her people, the place she once had her heart buried in,
Sad songs been playing all through the radio since last month but pain has feasted on too much sorrow, she don't know what to feel anymore,
Take the role and pull the trigger? Yeah, her brother died on the same faith, it's called radicalization!
Kill for eternal blessings, for the religion! Like that even makes sense, let alone sounding mad and misguided!
Should she drop her attire and walk down street naked protesting the killings of young girls by families for "acting like whores"? So it only took an Instagram post with friends at the pool to get a head chopped off?
They call it disgrace?! I call it oppression!
I call it inhumane, worse, that's the work of demonic manipulation! Gender inequality.
This once you can brand me a feminist at least,
This once you can drop your religious ego and act like 'of flesh and blood' , human.
Act like one born with flaws and imperfections, born sinner as J Cole would have it.
Find peace within you to accept the happiness of another without you in it,
Appreciate the concept of diversity and cherish the existence of harmony,
Learn to live with the things you can't change because it's not in your ability, neither your calling. ⚫ ⚫
Terrorists are cold blooded killers, Muslims are worshipers of truth and justice,
War is a concept of conflict which don't need to be practiced, you can't force your ideas on anyone,
Free yourself, this world is too selfish,
Free Syria, free Iraq, free, Afghanistan, free Somalia, free the world. ⚫ ⚫
Know yourself first🙂
Only than comes the other ..
It's not selfish...
It's being wise ..whats the use knowing everybody when you don't know yourself.
Figure out yourself first.