sexual desire

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  • jenifer
  • alert but not enough sleep . hope my poems please thee.

sexual desire

 

 

Ru there holding my pillow in your hand killing my desire with a single stare, I need the relief but u wont give it to me. I'm suppressed by morals not jealousy . The truth I hide behind not strong enough to peak out on my own, but ill never kiss your toes, I'll hold all my own. Screams from my mind hearing inside the realms I cant see just you and me . Ur a tattle and a weasle and the pain rides up again as u attempt to mount me in the end , u don't care as my shadow whimpers over the pain I feel is just to real . The heart that breaks isn't mine for mine is trapped inside beating its last wing, willing to die as your pulling me in by my hair, I cant yell before u catch my stare and smack me around so my jaw drops open with blood on the floor. And u laugh in my face , shouting my name like its a curse. 

Telling me were all the same and demanding I bend to ur will as u make me face u, my heartbeat racing as u stand to kill me the knife draws as to close as u smack a shutter from my lips u cut out the words that I meant to say.

U tape me back to the bed and pull me under with dread I stare at the floor wishing for no more as u beat me over the head lifeless filling with dread. The window pops open and the breeze hits my beaten path as I try to retrace the blooded steps in my mind as u grab my face. U lean into kiss me and I knee u with glee as u clutch my groin to your chest with ur faulty need u grasp me and make me bleed with u in me. And I try to pull away knowing ill never fight another day. Death is all I see coming for me even now I know it wont hurt as much as staying here with him holding me dear. Wipe away those tears he shouts at me as he grabs my back and whips me I bend to his will from the chains around my hips not from solitude , but this I grasp myself as tight I can as I die again and again. 

Crying for time stalling as best I can,hopeful that he doesn't figure out my lie . Not this time so I may break free of his binds. A warning sound calls back my attention to his voice. It sounds wrong somehow , but I can't make out why. The horror on my face must show as he comes up with something new to turn me into. 

He hits me with the back of the broom as I try to sweep away the tears from my eyes,when all I want is freedom from this,this night this hell from him , from this.

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kelzclusive commented on sexual desire

09-16-2009

please tell me this did not happen for real. nice combination of words. keep it up.

Singcanary commented on sexual desire

08-18-2009

I don't see this as sexaul desire but sexual disfunction with lust. There are many takers out there with intimacy issues...most female have experience aggressive males who push past your "no". I think writing about your experience of rape and pain is very healthy for you Jenifer It is a healer in some ways..as long as you don't become locked into the pain only and move forward from it. Rise above him and you have then conquered HIM , not HE conquering you for a lifetime.

joewv commented on sexual desire

08-09-2009

WOW!!!!! I say that is another one that reflects the pain you have suffered am i right ? i feel the pain inside its something youve tried to hide from familey and friends but it all came out in the end that makes the best poemts and country songs to lol but i feel your pain

supplyofgrace commented on sexual desire

08-06-2009

Let's see this is scary if this is real you need to get of that situation! If this is not real wow what a read!

archpoet commented on sexual desire

06-25-2009

That was really intense! tell me if i am wrong but you seem to be expressing serious personnal experiences while i commend your candor, sometimes that can take away from the reading experience one can tend to detach themselves from the actuall writing and ponder the events that led to them. Have you ever tried structured poetry? I think you might excel at something more patterned.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

jenifer’s Poems (193)

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putting myself first above the pain, getting on without abuse. 0
regrets of loves past due.........o
f romance and of you.
0
Something i said to a grieving friend. 0
wondering on looking for you. 1
Missing a part.........
of the heart
2
distance lies.... 1
dreams are. . . 2
it's 3 o'clock in the morning again. 0
belongings, there impact on our writing and what baggage everything else creates 0
the side of the universe, why it is the winds own dame 1
where is home.....? 1
Tants in my ear. Paper is mighter than your hateful dispostion 0
bohemian.....
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2
i sing of this....... 1
bleeding.....
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love at too high a price, to sleep........
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not ever figured out........ 0
it's a penny and a piece of candy..... 0
because you are mine. 0
done believeing 1
shadows of despair 0
what are you gonna do? 0
elements that touch us.... 0
these words 0
dreams are forever 1
i don't understand this touch this war inside... 0
what do you do? 0
scabbed over planet. 0
pain assult, freedom unaware......
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truth of life.... 0
these marks 1
pain ain't got no place here 0
heaven and hell ain't so swell 2
I don't yield 0
pain past perfection 0
expiration date 0
past 1
life's journey 0
stars in your eyes 0
don't let it knock you down 0
knock the glass 0
if only passion kept a tune 0
unkept 0
dust in your eyes 0
young and needs hand 0
poverty,poor being 0
walls to grow 0
show me the stars 0
bourbon 0
stage at the theatre 0
unbound , unyielding 0
moments fleeting 1
not a propasion to be won 0
party bargain 0
every dream and dreamer 0
disability 0
the heart will fall 1
oh baby oh well 0
make up your mind 0
borrowed time 1
not gonna let you burn me 0
long 0
judgment by thi self upon thi self 0
doin as only we and our heart can know 0
hell and heaven spent 0
never ending 0
why 0
revengence 0
pain cant be scrubbed or drunk away. 0
poor 1
feet 0
greek song 1
grime 1
thighs 0
choking 0
formation 0
other 0
desacrution 0
battery 0
rape has a name. 0
coloring 0
sadness swallows 0
reason for self pain 0
the pain of no common sense. 1
condensation 2
getting threw 0
unexceptable 0
wounds to deep 0
transquility continatineal 0
indecency 2
yell y dont ya 1
fragility 0
post to the past 0
choas after the war. 0
father times eternal stillness 0
kindred city 0
passion exists 3
the death of the land 1
cast us aside 0
angels be here 2
random thought. 0
alert 0
await the light 0
walls 2
pain from the bottom and up again 1
just like before 1
broken 1
soul strong 0
the spirits dont cry. 1
casting 0
inspirational 0
dreams 0
hands in mine 3
The change 2
horzion 1
stress 2
torment 3
these eyes 3
homeless and lost 2
crystal eyes 5
written 2
frustration 2
a plea 3
this love 2
jaded eyes that bind me 2
jaded 2
bloody wounds. 0
day 2
brace. 0
chosen wings 1
bottom of the bottle 3
road to tomorrow. 1
wandering wide 2
holders 4
synmmentry 1
shower 3
laden 1
no refuge 4
ashes holey smoke. 4
pressure 9
power of grace. 5
darkness laden with honor 6
tombs 2
petal ,thorn and glass 4
land 2
remember 2
pieces 4
mind's eye 3
these tears 4
take me as i am 4
motion 0
rosa 2
desperation 2
romance 2
these are the other star 2
creation 4
no glory 3
dare them 1
lights go out 1
seashore 3
ground 3
nights last honor 1
cosmos 3
anothers arms 3
love you threw the moon 9
poetry lends a hand 0
purpess we know not 0
death of an angel 5
fear of a death that wont bring peace 4
faith 5
soot 2
endings 1
dream of dreams 1
no where 1
dance 1
midnight 0
motions 1
random 1
fall 1
wish 2
false euphoria 1
this 0
memories 1
madness and love 0
erotica 4
beat 4
worlds away 0
rise up 1
my own bravery 2
innocence 2
sexual desire 8
rape 8
dreamer 3