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Let It Go

Broke down into tears again,
have to...

..need to learn to control this.


I can't allow myself to get attached,

so why are you doing this to me?

luring me in, until I can't turn away,

begging myself to go..

...and you're begging me to stay.


You push me away...

...then you pull me apart.

and all at once you surround me,

...deceive me,

it's breaking my heart.


Don't you realize how you turn me on,
just as quickly as you turn me away.
you're so easily trusted...
yet I don't believe that you'll stay.

By: boondocker

3/5/2006 | 492 views
Melt

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest,
whenever you pull my body against your own.
When you bring your lips to mine and kiss me slowly,
it's the greatest feeling I've ever known.

When you run your hands down my back,
I begin to tremble deep within.
Wanting you in so many ways,
causes my mind to circle and spin.


While you're gently kissing my neck,
and I'm falling into a state of ecstasy,
my entire world is suddenly perfect.
And this is how I wish life could always be.

I cherish every second with you,
and the moments we spend alone.
My body aches and craves your touch,
euphoria rushes through every bone.


The incredible effect you have on me,
is better than anything I've felt.
It's the way you make me yours,
the way you make me melt.

By: boondocker

3/5/2006 | 249 views
Beer Tribute

The other day I cracked a beer,

the sound it made buzzed through my ears.
I can't resist that golden taste,
it puts a smile on my face.

Everytime I'm tired and stressed,
I put a new brew to the test.
Don't think I've ever been upset,

I haven't had a poor beer yet.

Screw the whiskey and the rum,
it's only beer when the day is done.

And as for coolers, I'll tell you what,
now there's a drink for your average slut.

So join me friends, we'll have some brews,

a tribute to the best of booze.

By: boondocker

3/5/2006 | 198 views
White Ink

blank page,

white ink.

clouded mind,

can't think.


dark room,

black heart.

hot tears,

a slow start.


nothing left,

empty soul.

steep cliff,

deep hole.


restless night,

freezing air.

usless thoughts,

cold stare.


blank page,

white ink.

clouded mind,

can't think.

By: boondocker

3/5/2006 | 184 views
The Escape

I'm always dying to escape from reality,
just to enter into a blissful sense of confusion.
To be confined by utter unawareness,
and entwined in my mind's own illusion.


I long for my problems to appear meaningless,

and to relieve my body of anxious thoughts,
escaping from my lips in twirling, thick smoke,

looping and twisting my mind into knots.

The moments seem slower and the sky; darker,

I begin my descent into a half-concious state,

but it doesn't bother me that I've lost all control,
I just let the high take me until it's too late.

And now I find that I can't turn my back on it,

the only thing that offers escape from this hell,

such a simple drug makes me weak all at once,

a few drags from a joint and a word of farewell.

By: boondocker

3/5/2006 | 197 views

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