Wife

The change

Something happened that was strange.
My wife decided to have a sex change.
When she said she was going through a change, I thought it was the change of life.
I came home and was greeted by a husband instead of a wife.

I packed his bags and threw him out the door.
I sure as hell wasn't going to be married anymore.
Now I'm remarried and she wants to have a sex change too.
Somebody please help me, I don't know what the hell to do!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem.

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All I Ask Of You

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My Love

All I ask of you
Is to let me in your heart
Don’t push me away when you hurt
I can handle your problems
I am a strong tower in your storms
A lighthouse in the darkness
And I know the way home

 

All I ask of you
Is to remember me
Don’t forget our times together
When your dreams come true
And rob me of you
When you spread your wings
While you fly on the breeze
Just pause and think of me

 

All I ask of you
Is to be yourself
Don’t be afraid to hurt my feelings
I love you, not the mask you put on
Let your feelings flood around us
Just say what you need to say
And I’ll be there to listen always

 

All I ask of you
Is to not change to please people
They don’t know who you are
Many of them don’t even care
But I do
I care

 

All I ask of you
Is to live each day to it’s fullest
To live like you will die tomorrow
To not regret past mistakes, but learn from them
To live and to love
Each day is the first day of the rest of your life
Be who you want to be

And as I cheer you on
And watch you take to the skies
I can’t help but hope
That someday
You might love me too

WOMAN

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International

Her body is used as a vessel
To bore and nurture a child.

She doesn't have a name of her own
For when she is born
She is given her father’s name
A name she cannot even keep
For when she marries
Her husband’s name she uses.

She grow up in this world
That little girls are being taught
Be prim; Find a suitable beau
Who will care for her when she is blue.
Men say it is alright for her to cry
For she is weak and shy
She cannot stand on her own
And does not have a boardroom
She is a shadow of her husband
And awaits for him to come home

But men cannot live without her
She does the laundry and do the repair
She mends the brokenhearted
And her words console the defeated
She now drives a car and cooks the meals
She can fly the plane and sail the ship
She earns her keep and builds a conglomerate.

A daughter and a sister, a mother and a wife
THAT'S WHAT SHE IS.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

...for all the women out there.

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Special Every Time

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My Love

you love me, its special every time
it keeps me on my feet happily
never leave, it can be experienced for eternity
shy by the brilliance of your intense eyes and luminous smile
turned on by your effortless style
your a magnetic appeal that is incredibly breathtaking
something sexy about the skin your in that has my bones aching
your captivating mystery lures me, it gives me things to think about
lovemaking, audible strokes with seductive moans
there's no sleep between the sheets, cold sweats under red-light zones
i have to touch and kiss, an affectionate slave to your everlasting wish
show me where, tell me how you want it there
butterflies fill me with your hearts embrace, drowning dry in your
pillow-case affairs.

sexy Pictures, Images and Photos
your ruling the way that i move, i must breath your air
you can rescue me this is my prayer, if you were always mine
i wouldn't want to go to heaven, mesmerizing flawless beauty,
essence from an exclusive blessing
a goddess reborn, you were sent in flesh to teach me
forever grateful to you, and the ways that you've reached me
beyond your perfect face, i love your heart mind and spirit
the prototype to my romantic dreams, the themes to my love's lyric
inspiration- you've shown me how deep love can be
your worthy of ultimate praise with roses at your feet
forever i'll love you, i miss you my wife to be.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written by my amazinggg talented boy <3

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"Faithful"

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My Work

Cobalt storms; not azure skies,
predict changing seasons.
Vague ambiance of lies,
waltz with fated reasons.
So tug upon the corners,
try to veil the smile.
Gather all ye mourners,
weep for her awhile.

He knows that she flows,
rivers channel deep.
But ocean's floor below,
caress his troubled sleep.
Golden pair;wounded dreams,
silently entreat.
Moments slide between the screams,
stranded in the heat.

She can't draw inside the lines,
of howling winds deranged.
And up ahead; ominous signs,
the highway looks so strange.
But he can hold her brave will;
in his hands so tenderly,
not even strong enough to still,
his mind she cannot free.

He is the lust to breathe and fly;
his wings stay unused,
within her voice; an angel's sigh,
but the melody, confused.
When questions birth insanity;
saline begs for more.
But he can only hear and see,
the vision behind the door.

And he will toss; and he will turn,
until his eyes are bright.
But in the loss of orgasmic burn,
the other sighs in the night.
He cannot wait; the world is open,
quiet, he leaves the bed.
Heart is faith; pulse is broken,
but his soul must be fed.

With trembling hands;he gasps to feel,
her curves and body light.
Silken strands and he must kneel;
to deliver here tonight.
He hears soft cries;for all too soon,
the other is in pain.
As his soul dies; behind the moon;
denying need again.

Have you ever had to choose;
one over the other?
And you knew that you would lose,
giving up one lover?
Life is a composition;
he strives to hear the source.
He must create; orchestrate,
passion is the the force.

When you read this piece of art;
you may think me wrong.
But I've heard the rhythm of this young man's heart,
and the music keeps him strong.

As he grows closer to his wife;
it's the stuff dreams are made of.
But from now til the end of of his life;
he's alive in guitar love..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My son, in the Air Force, loves his new wife, but oh my.....that guitar beckons in the moonlight.

Super powers

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Theme Based Poems

Can't help but to feel like a superhero // & every time I'm with u I feel like der is no evil // cuz even wen i have them doubts i believe with outa outa doubt // our love will never never fail & always always will prevail // yea pure hearted superman but this heart that u dnt understand // human touch wen I get mad but this thing inside dnt like u sad // hulk tendencies with all the dependencies // captain American pride yea ur heart is my flag // i'll be dat master chief & i will never never lag // lol and I will always fight da night & clear up every every site till all u see is master light // till da break of dawn & till da open night // cuz baby I will always be & remain ur dark knight // cuz I spun u a web & got u caught in my thread // & sewed u to my heart without no bloodshed // & I ain't crazy I'm jus dat cyborg // call me beast boy cuz I be a mean dog // I'm on my track Ina flash u can't keep dis pace // u cross my path if u dare but I'll cross ur face // red X I'm dat mystery // am I robin no I'm robin I'm raven dat jus claimed this tree // I stole ur heart but theirs no heart police // but da haters wanna always wanna disagree // thinkin dat they're set her free // but little do they no dat I'm da only niqqa with her key // so I jus look down on dem & watch dem villains flee // thinking dat they funny dey wanna laugh like they above me // day say muhahahaha but to dem I jus say booyah cuz I kno I got her heart yea & She kno dat I won't lose her // cuz to her I ain't no other // jus her fantastic mr lover // this love dat I uncovered helped me find & rediscovered // da only meaning in dis life that made me fly to perfect height // yea she shy but dats alrite cuz her love dat I hold tight // I'm her superhero man & she my superhero wife ~

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

superhero theme

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Life As a Martian

Day by day im on this planet -- the more i realize i jus cant stand it -- wen i was a human i couldn't see -- all of what that was in front of me -- people lie ; people steal ; people cry ; people feel -- so why is it wen we all heal -- we feel da need to put up that shield -- that extra armor to protect our heart -- that extra armor to protect who we are -- we fight the fight to stay our way -- we fight the fight but do not change -- we do not realize this armor is stained -- we do not realize dat we still feel pain -- all we did was block da hate -- we didnt evolve -- we stood the same -- we didnt resolve -- we didnt change -- we live and die as we came -- as human -- then we pray -- to be reborn as something new -- to feel unique to feel beautiful -- now i see the world as it is -- open doors -- i see da bliss -- i see it all -- i see da bullshit -- no longer do i seem dazed -- no longer am i caged -- i am not da same i have changed -- no longer in ur race -- being human not the case -- I'm something new something far -- something different beyond does stars -- so when u approach -- approach with caution -- cause wen u approach ur approaching a martian -- but do not fear - u may come near -- cuz i need to see if u have does eyez -- i need to see if ur my wife -- and if ur not then its ok -- cuz i'll keep searching till da end of dayz -- like that moon up in da sky -- we far apart -- but not at heart -- & even tho I'm on this fucked up planet -- I never really ever landed -- my heart is up there next to u -- and i kno ur beyond beautiful -- I do not feel this earth beneath my feet -- what i feel each day is our beat -- our heart -- our hum -- our music -- our drum -- wat i feel each day is she -- and i will not rest untill we meet -- cuz baby ur my 1 and only martian bride to be ~

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PENNY SLUT.

 

PENNY SLUT.

 

 

   I saw your photo naked in the back of my door,

Love disintegrated it instantly,

I watch and listen your apologies,

Bleeding through the cracked walls,

But I knew, I was empty,

Lying in a pool of blood Christ,

There was nothing left inside me,

Your kisses were like frozen fishes,

Your eyes as blur as my last dead pet,

You was nothing,

A simple picture naked in the back of my door!

 

Millions stared fills with lust,

And I knew, I was prepare to give up,

The most beautiful  wicked slut!,

Take your blue eyes and you pearl skin,

I shall never know if it was the dollars or vanity,

Who stole and destroy the future mother of my child,

His cold outside and burning with rage inside,

Because I long for children’s still,

And you took that away from me,

For penny slut!

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

sometimes i can hear his voice calling me, ""daddy, addy, where are u?""

i am never far baby

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