Short Insatiably Poems

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Premium Member Speak For Yourself

We travel uncertain time in uncertain lands. Hoping for the best. We spend our time insatiably searching for something so magnificent and unimaginable and simple...yet intangible.
We drive ourselves everywhere elsewhere....but where we long to be...home. 
Where is my home?


Books a Resource Part Ii

Books are indeed work insatiably
For those who think hourly;
Hours are not fit in humorously
In the timeframe of honoree
Of books as they work icily
In the warm world’s ivory.
Books really slog matchlessly
For those who value immensely.
Hence friends! Value the ministry
Who control the Money’s mockery.
Form: Monorhyme

Books a Resource Part Ii

Books are indeed work insatiably
For those who think hourly;
Hours are not fit in humorously
In the timeframe of honoree
Of books as they work icily
In the warm world’s ivory.
Books really slog matchlessly
For those who value immensely.
Hence friends! Value the ministry
Who control the Money’s mockery.
Form: Monorhyme

Love: the Deathly and Delicate

Like the sight of Dandelions at an open venerate sepulcher.
Of the ardent touch, precipitously hailing two other's semblances to erudite tacit merit.
Voracious of the petal's vocation.
Voracious of the petal, so insatiably, so securely vulnerable, does she... does she not...
Delicate, denoted as such an inane, yet so gravely a significant.
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Humility

Long forgotten shadows cowarding away
jealous of all they have lost
envious of the day
The flight that has landed them in hell 
has departed deserting them
heading not the toll nor the bell
with every ounce of measured pain
bearing down on them
and driving the holy ghost insane
the featureless shapes sulk constantly
drained of all hope and peace
humbly,insatiably lost in humility


Premium Member She Saws

She Says
She says she’s 29
38
54
22
19, 84
And the fire of my desire for her 
Grows insatiably with each word.

She tests my head,
My heart…
Her sole consolation 
Awash in the tides of passion
Searching for my hand.

She says she’ll make me strong, tough,
A big man you’ll be…
The flicker in her eye’s a mystery
Unaware as to the well of this attraction
My passion grows insatiably…
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Premium Member Feeling Alone

Feeling alone
Insanely insatiably 
It crawls inside my gloom
Feeling alone
Or am I hallucinating 

Why am I 
Taking my life
For pain not caused by me
Why am I 
Taking my life

Pain fills me beneath my skin
It boils out 
Snuffing me out 
Repeating my soul to hell
Once more

Feeling alone
Feeling alone 
Feeling alone 
Feeling alone 
Feeling alone 

Soooo Lonely 
Longing for heavens gate
Heavens gate

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