Living In A Dream

Girls who write poetry

Sun, 11 Nov 2012 16:31:00 -0500

To the girls who write poetry, who wish to prevail their hearts of empressement

or nostalgic tales of past beginnings, who speak through pens that bleed ink

of what they think, who only find themselves in a page of sporadic emotions.

To the girls who cry words of a thousand expressions hoping to reveal enlightenment

and impressment, who run through thoughts and walk through poetry.

To these girls who wish for answers to wishes.

"I don’t care how you look, how much weight you gain or how bad your attitude can get on your moody..."

Sun, 11 Nov 2012 02:35:56 -0500

“I don’t care how you look, how much weight you gain or how bad your attitude can get on your moody days. When I say I love you I mean it”

- Peter C.

The Morning

Tue, 06 Nov 2012 00:30:51 -0500

Light sheds through eye lids of shades. Morning rises begans the day, I look to my left and there she laid. Smiles the face a goddess became my grace. Love, lust expresses my way with her, the day loss track of times as she would later fill my pages in rhymes. The morning I awoke black and white but locked lips shot rays of hue. Smiles the face a goddess became my grace, her hair messed in a confession of an explosive night. This morning my hands would play until the sheets sway. This morning was “The Morning” I would never forget….

Replay

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 08:40:05 -0400

I saw you lastnight so I stopped to say hi. I saw you and looked into your beautiful brown eyes. I had alot running through my mind at the time, with questions of why or should I just leave it at hi. I thought about this all before of what to say when we would meet one day but then you spoke back to me and it all just fell into place. The soft spoken words and smile on your face blended perfect with the sun rays. Just for a moment I remembered why I had loved you but not why we went our separate ways, I guess in my heart love last longer then hate. It was good to see you lastnight smiling bright in the sun it was good to see you once more but I have to let you go now, maybe I will see you again if this dream is still on replay.

Her 8 wonders

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 08:19:01 -0400

Step 1: lock eyes and grab her from behind

Step 2: heart beats must hug under their own symphony

Step 3: gently make your approach till kisses lock into euphony.

Step 4: let hands inspect bodies like first times

Step 5: take a vacation down south to her landing strip

Step 6: wear legs like hats while lips play notes like flutes

Step 7: just hmm and smooch

Step 8: hit spots like clinched toes,bit lips, scratched backs and soar hips.

your writing read effortlessly beautiful. i'm enjoying this with my coffee this morning.

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 08:13:49 -0400

Thank you, it’s always a confidence booster to be acknowledged by other amazing writers

Women, alcohol and clouds

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 07:22:00 -0400

Her elegance smears the expression of sexual curiousity and arises upon the immediate obsession of lustful affection that she projects. She spoke melodies soothing my intracasies and made random nights a bliss. She had many faces from counter tops, back seats to silked sheets. She was an empty abyss that any woman could fill as they added to the list obtaining she as a title. We made nights thirsty and quenched with clear bottles of sin or baby making juice. Long nights spilled into shots of truth, condom wrappers and back seat stains became the proof. Every explosive climax filled windows in fog from breaths and reef clouds especially when the weeds loud. My sentiments live through she (W.A.C).

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Thu, 11 Oct 2012 07:21:00 -0400

Freedom writer

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 07:20:02 -0400

It’s that breath of fresh air.
Traveling ink swivels of history.
The solved mystery in a finer mess of experiences. Freedom of speech through a paper sheet. The longing for an ending to life’s chapters about things that matter.
The shattered soul that batters the brain with words. The window to my professed tales like my hearts past and why it’s a hollow shell. Freedom writer….

Chances come rare to a dark angel

Sun, 07 Oct 2012 20:22:08 -0400

The tears dripped down her face running her mascara, I guess people can cry black. She was a fallen angel in a red dress timid to a smile as she stood black and white plain to a face. I look to the sky and seen her emotions smeared across the gloom clouds like as if her and mother nature shared a special bond. We stand face to face, I see my reflection through her regretful smirk. I must of unknowingly imprinted myself into her broken heart, the shards carried as a signature with my name written all over it. She sniffles and looks at me angry, I’m baffled until her stare ended with a verbal break and tear in my chest. I think this was a mutual decision except I wasn’t strong enough to show I agreed. (Dark nights, cold endings, resentment and refreshment) I been through it all like war I fought across a spectrum of emotions with battle scars tatted on my arm to reach a revelation. I stood there with a loss of words because my past held more chances then I could no longer give. I grew into a difference rendered into a form of intellectual art. I shifted my mind and got gifted. Black hoody, fresh tims, snaps, women, money and a classy style with a vocab that spreads through conversations leaving light hearts and impressment with all first impressions wanting chances. You could question when I changed because I see the mysterious expression on your face revealing I’m no longer the same but at some point I had to go missing for the better. Chances come rare to a dark angel as my wisdom has now grown from roots into a tree of intellectual poetry…..

Time heals wounds but not scars

Sun, 07 Oct 2012 20:12:22 -0400

The sense on the walls of my mind melts into corruption as the heat of my inner soul grows tired from the pain and struggle of stress. R.I.P my happiness and arise the undead of sorrow. I walk through dark memories that harvest roots into enternity. Time heals wounds but not scars. Time heals wounds but not broken hearts. Time is life as it heals, kills and never ends. I wish time were my best friend…..

creat1vem1ndz: Highs- Im More crimson then the night the sun...

Sat, 22 Sep 2012 13:54:16 -0400

creat1vem1ndz:

Highs-

Im More crimson then the night the sun can’t even come out to play..words so grim after my glass is filled to the rim today, one cup after the other the shots speak what I am not. Ever so green after the clouds I blow spill out all my hurt memories but only temporary..lost minds like mine subjected to the infection of disbelief causing pain with pills at the tip of my tongue swallowed to consumption until I numb it all away feeling only nothing. why does the high feel like a let out when it’s a brain trapped with chains and emotions that remain the same. The high brings out my rays of my praise for the first five minutes as I feel defined with hope until I open my eyes and find myself stuck doing dope. I ask for your hand and get a finger. I ask for your love and get lust. I ask for a second chance and I dnt even get that second glance I must admit talking to you seem like a time limit but those are my faults for putting most of my time in it..words like these I despise because words like these create my highs…

by, PeterC.

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Sat, 22 Sep 2012 13:23:53 -0400

I miss you

Sat, 22 Sep 2012 13:13:23 -0400

I miss you, how you used to complete me in every way feeling every empty space that was in my heart. Everyday i’d wake and smile knowing I had you and everyday i’d sleep well knowing I spent it with you. I miss you! I miss holding your hand, staring into your eyes and being able to see what you were thinking before you even said. I miss how we used to text each other at the same time and think we shared minds in some weird way. I miss your touch against my skin. I miss being there for you and taking care of you. I miss you! I miss you and i can not even tell you. All I have is a paper and pen to say it too. I MISS YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE YOU BECAUSE I HAD YOU, FOREVER YOU OWN A PEICE OF ME.

Rockin Reds I smoke, I choke just to do it again Mary J is my...

Sat, 22 Sep 2012 13:00:46 -0400

Rockin Reds

I smoke, I choke just to do it again Mary J is my sweetest friend.

I think, I fly and rock my reds, some would say I really took it to the head.

People look, people stare like if they want what me and Mary share but what we have is rare.

Everyday we meet we play without a care Mary Mary I know you’ll always be there..

Ecstasy

Thu, 30 Aug 2012 18:25:33 -0400

You wore my eyes around your beauty, I could tell you were not shy to stand freely in your skinned outfit.

You reveled in the candle light as you stood with curves while your sweet scent clinched to the air becoming my oxygen.

I had already planned how my hands would tease you like a stringed puppet when I kept you confined in my daydreams.

I had already in the back of my mind a beginning middle and end to your climax

We together played a symphony of clashing bodies, smacking lips, and bursted moans for our ears to hear.

Your grasp to my shoulder blades dripped in red of four lines like a trophy id smile later to in cheers.

I drew you closer and closer , until you slipped and fell in my heart
I drew you a vision of your most happiest memories and place to be when we got lost in our breathes of ecstasy.

Contemplate

Tue, 28 Aug 2012 16:25:46 -0400

If you knew you could not fail, what would you do?

"In this life as a man you either carry weight or become weight"

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 16:18:26 -0400

“In this life as a man you either carry weight or become weight”

- PAC

VIRGO This is exactly me, my Virgo personality: Those governed...

Sat, 25 Aug 2012 19:40:37 -0400

VIRGO

This is exactly me, my Virgo personality:

Those governed by Virgo prefer partners who are neat, clean, punctual, trustworthy, hard-working and as near perfect as possible. This may be something of a tall order, but Virgo would not normally ask for one iota more that he or she is willing to try to give or do for a mate. These are souls who find it virtually impossible to either understand or tolerate anything…or anybody…who fails to live up to personal potential, or at least strives very hard to do so. Virgo natives are willing to lend assistance, but a partner must be open to following suggestions and teachings…even if such advice may sound more like criticism rather than loving and constructive guidance. Those ruled by this Sign are quite pleased to hear favorable comments directed toward them, but must be certain that such compliments are not falsely given, otherwise the relationship is sure to suffer, creating more harm than good. Despite the tendency of Virgo to deliver criticism, its natives are generally unable to accept the same. This may seem unfair, but it should be remembered that those born under this Sign believe themselves to be seriously lacking in the area of perfection. Indeed, they are inclined to be so totally aware of their faults that they can stand very little criticism from others and still maintain any satisfactory degree of self-respect. A potential mate should allow the Virgo individual to be of service in order to avoid feelings of disappointment on Virgo’s part. Subjects of this Sign like to work and serve others in a constructive and meaningful way. Any person who would aspire to a long lasting union with a Virgo native should take great care not to allow him or her to feel unneeded or unnecessary, for this will certainly result in disaster and an end to the relationship.
When it comes to long term commitments, life with a Virgo individual must be orderly for the relationship to flourish. Some Virgo natives may live in a messy house with overflowing laundry and unorganized shelves but deep within, there will always be a sense of strict control that is directed into some facet of life. These individuals are caretakers and need to feel comfortable enough to slip into that role. They are prone to nag and criticize, but usually have their mate’s best interests at heart. Virgo is not adverse to taking on more than his or her share of work and once committed, will stay committed. Natives of this Sign are time-oriented and crave schedules. They are unable to tolerate a partner who is constantly late or one that has a scattered life energy.
The Virgo male is is orderly and methodical in his thinking, but not always in his dress. Typically a generous and loyal soul, he may not be overly sympathetic in romantic affairs although he constantly harbors a desire to assist those in need. This man usually proves to be a true mate..once he makes up his mind..and will be very affectionate and devoted to his family. At times, Virgo males may be extremely demanding, requiring that any partners prove themselves over and over again. They will also expect sacrifices to be made if necessary. Anyone seeking a “sugar daddy” or a man who will take infinite care of his mate had best seek elsewhere. This individual can be depended upon, but he is nobody’s fool. The key word here is integrity and above all else, the Virgo male needs to feel that he is worthy. This is a man with a quick mind and one who is practical and honest. However, he is basically shy in terms of sharing his feelings. Any partner must help the Virgo male to build his confidence and it would be foolish to expect him to be outgoing. This is a far from happy-go-lucky soul. In order to fully understand him, it is necessary to learn how to “read between the lines.” Males governed by Virgo need mates who have faith in them and can appreciate depth of feeling. Patience will also be a factor when it comes to achieving goals. To be truly happy with a Virgo man, any prospective partner must appeal to his intellect rather than his emotions. He is inherently critical and discriminating, and does not admire anyone who is weak or whimpering. Males governed by Virgo prefer strong individuals who can hold their own in any given situation. By nature, men of this Sign are very practical and will not waste a great deal of time on those who cannot command their respect. If this male ever appears harsh and arbitrary, then it is probably because he expects much more from a partner than that person has been able to provide. In marriage, he will be self-sufficient, dutiful and faithful. Though dependable souls and good providers, Virgo males are not necessarily exciting or adventurous when it comes to romance. Thus, many partners of these men often seek clandestine affairs. It will be important for any mate to realize that no amount of love, attention and/or devotion will ever transform this man into a Don Juan. When it comes to the ability to change, he will inevitably be somewhat stuck in his ways. His staid attitude is frequently well-hidden in the early stages of a love affair. Indeed, he may initially come across as flirtatious, seductive and a veritable tease. This can lead to problems and much confusion further down the road when the true Virgo nature emerges in full force since once a comittment has been made, he will undoubtedly seem to have lost his love for the chase, preferring to “cozy up” with a good book instead of his partner.

Goddess

Sat, 25 Aug 2012 19:37:06 -0400

Heels clicked off the scum stuck concrete, confidence killed while watching eyes judged out of jealousy
She walked face blushed and fierce like perfection. She walked classy with a touch of heaven. Gum popped smelling of mint mixed lipgloss. She turned heads but never settled for less then what laid ahead.

The sun was her spotlight as she glowed and the wind brushed her hair accross the horizon. Soft spoken voice rested souls and made smiles.
She was a product of style…