I like your style,

I like your class,

But most of all,

I like your ass.

Corky picks up a piece of the rotten fruit hurled in his direction, covers it in paste, and takes a bite

I once knew a man, his name was Rourke
Shot him in the foot, stabbed him with a fork
He was pretty lame in the sack, you know.
Don't know how to end this since he was a shmo'.

Curtsies.

Out of the dust tears flow
The cities weeps at the savage blow
We never heard the guns fire across the shore
It can never be as it was before

Must we now yield to all this hate
letting blood lust control our fate
Unleashing the Fire, Embracing the Ice
giving madmen the last toss of the dice

Few will live but many will die
as we call out screaming our battle cries
The war has begun so shall it be
Families reduces to rubble for all eyes to see
Its all over with So many funeral left to attend
Its hard to say good bye to so many good friends.

the journey through life is hard to bear

whit out the one, the one who truly does care

you walk through life your hand in hand

no matter what on your path will land

together through hardship, together through pain

only strength your relationship will gain

Gliding his hands across her face,
working his mouth down to her waist
all the pleasure and a little pain
makes her body go insane,

Blissful sex moaning in the night
could anything else feel so right?
the salty taste of sweat on his lips
feeling the rotation from her hips

Caressing her curves, scratching his back
fire and passion these two do not lack....

Death walks over to everyone and decides that he too will express a few words and see what people think.

I start to clear my throat as a take in the rest of my liquor.

Tomorrow never came its not promised

I been through the rain the storm it will came

I been to the point where the bridge see the best bet

So i jumped off and let the rope grab my neck

And when i jumped off

Man i jumped so far to the depths of the water that is just so dark

So cold and lonely swimming in regrets

Hatred lies were told telling Death to forget

It came to the point the knife on my chest

Open me up let my heart tell you the rest man i been through it

But im use to it

What i love in my life without you in the end it just seems useless

Without you in the end it just seems like a bottle of pills

A revolver that kills

Or an addict with an addiction to take razors to their risk

Look at pictures while they put pressure let it slit

Death walks away thinking if my words are too dark and just maybe did i touch someone.

Death could not stay gone that long so decided to come back. Still no one is around so on a piece of paper he wrote a poem hoping someone would find it and respond"

Death begins to write...........

So when i jump over make sure nobody their to grab me

Because my heart is so dead she wanted pavement instead

Im more like the river guy jump high in the sky

Watch me fall down drown now thats where ill lie

Give me a pillow better yet just bullets man

Flush my brains out leave them next to the teddybear

Pour my soul out send it back in a telagram

Put a lily on it cause she probably dont want it

But open the door and walk in the room

What do you see a broken mirror so much hatred in me

My heart has bled out and my legs are dangling

You see the chair knocked down with my neck just hanging in

And in the right hand you see a pen next to the aggravation

My left hands leaks blood drops call me fading

Cause under all the spilt blood theres a poem

Which read without you theirs death in my heart

Death waits and debates if another poem he should write. He walks to the store to get a bottle of liquor.

Death walks back from the store with my half bottle of liquor.

As i am feeling about wasted right now i ask myself is it half empty or half full. I may never know.

On a serious note i decided to express myself one more time.

I been through the worse enough time of waiting back

Holding every last emotion in my hands i try to grasp

From the past the future my presents all i have

From the hate to regrets the best is all i can

I try to be a man but understand my complications

Enough stress from the rain his eyes are slowly fading

His nights are getting darker his body frequently shaking

The storm is getting closer the darkness follows awakeness

With his hood on the brim low as he walks down the pavement

All this shit going through his mind nobody understands him

So he pray to the lord he asked one thing

Give me strength to succeed thats all im asking for

My heart is on a journey so you can notice  that

Got the devil on my back like a bookbag

In the bag just a pen with a pad

And a bottle cause everyday is worse damn

Death just spoke from the heart hoping to not offend anyone. As Death walks away he tells himself to be back soon.

you crushed my hart, you stepped on my soul

if you search for my hart, you will find a big hole

i lived for love, but now it`s gone

the dark age for me, now has begun

no laugh, no love, no happiness i feel

they are locked up inside and tightly sealed

Death could hear someone expressing their feelings so he came to listen. From their words he felt some guilt he had to get off of his chest. He thought for a brief moment and begin to speak.

See i thought you was an angel

I thought that i could depend on you for any situation im in to

I never thought it be like i never thought i see light

The night when i decided to hate life

Ill be right back is what he said to you

Now you lost that to the barrel of the gun

When he cocked back holding the picture of his son

Then he went back to the time we he was young

He thought about

All the time when he was going back and forth

Through his father and mother just made it worse it wouldnt work

Cause the hate on his mind beneath the rain from the sky

Pour down so you never see the tears in his eyes

So many wrongs from the truth and the lies

Hard to tell what this man is feeling inside its pitch black

In a room with nobody else

I need to know where the girl at somebody help

Death waits a minute just to take a breather and walks into the distance hoping soon to return once again.

Entering in this game of chance
Thinking not, to find romance
Tender words, typed in the night
Words that send chills of delight
Countless cyber miles of separation
Bring many nights of sheer frustration
Are these words I write to you
Enough to show that I'll be true?
I feel your breath upon my face
Only by imagination's grace
I've felt your touch from the start
Not on my body but in my heart

I will, for you, be forever there
and hold you cherished in my care

A big smile grows on my face as I listen to my Godmother tell her tale.  Thinking to myself how lucky I am to have a leader with such fire and energy.

I applaud Roxanne for starting a poetry forum.  I'm not sure I'd boldly share my inner thoughts 'cause these guys would me for having a heart, then i'd have to go on a spree.  I laugh out loud.

The words you said touched my soul

to fall in love was not my goal

stay up until the early dawn

night passes so quick whit out even a yawn 

we speak of all for in her i trust

thrive of thous words and feed from the lust

The darkness has
fallen, in shadows we creep

From dumpster to
dumpster we silently leab

To answer the
question, a person we seek

To take out a rat,
and silence the leak

For ages we have
traveled for ages we have been

The perfect mercenary never to be seen

 We do what is necessary, we do as we´re told

Discretion and loyalty
have been greatly up hold

No mark has escapen
no mark has been saved

Every mark has fallen
and tasted our blade

So who are we to judge the wheels of fate or presume we understand, fate has no open window
for us to see through as it shows its true hand, cryptic or transparent we may never really
see, but one thing i do know fate has sent you to me, if perfect does exist and theres
a perfect match for us one and all, then Sugar hear me now as you've answered my hearts call,

For in you i see all I have longed to see, especially in your heart i think it was made just for me,
time will tell i guess for it could all fall apart, and We'd end up again with just a torn and broken
heart, Many hours we just sit and talk, we've joked and laughed and even cried but not once have
I thought this is all just lies, The words we speak are true and now each day that passes I feel I'm falling
more in love with you, Trust is something earned not given you have proved this true,

My heart is in your hand so be as gentle as you can, on my heart I am opening the latch for I think
that just maybe your my perfect match...

Daily i prayed for one like you

and weekly i wished it be us two

if i ever got the chance to hold your hand

and walk with you down the city filled with lights

i would show you not all is for its own sight

my love for you is like nothing ive ever had

to know i might not be with you again breaks more than my heart

my soul crumbles within and my mind floats with past memories

to know our eyes might not meet makes my life feel like defeat

you oh love are beautiful

you oh my rose are perfect

a saint in my eyes you stand

if only i had the opportunity

to see you as they get to see.

This poem shall be the best i will ever write so here it goes

One line, two lines, three lines. hop

four lines five lines six lines hibidy hop

seven lines eight lines that`s all  i say

i have said enough so have a nice day

oo how i wish i could be there for you
to hold you to touch you to take care of you
always be there never letting you go
that`s right honey i love you so
when you get hurt it hurts me too
you are a part of me as i am of you
we are two broken harts that fit together
i wish we could be together forever

i tried to make a better poem then my last one but as you see it is impossible :D

Thinking of him always, walking around in kind of a haze,

want to be in his arms falling in love with all his charms

dying to feel his tender kiss theres not a second of this I want to miss

Its a cold night in my soul

I feel like you were the one who made me whole

its a cloudy day in the mind of he who has nothing

And all he wishes is that if there was just something

If the clock spun back

Everything that I lack

If one thing i could bring close

It'd be you, the one i miss most.