ruthless affair

ONE-NIGHT-STAND

Wake up please!
Hurry, get dressed
It’s time for you to leave

Addresses and numbers needn’t be exchanged
I don’t want to know who you are
I don’t even what to hear you name

So let me make this simple and plain
You nothing more than a one-night-stand, “UNDERSTAND?”
‘Sex’ was the ‘name of the game’

So Audios, Sayonara, Auf Wiedersehen
HIT THE ROAD…GET LOST!
Now go back from wherever you came

beautiful writing people! thumbs up!!

   

GAME OF THRONES!

Lovers then we became strangers
now full blown adversaries
enemies
gladiators armored for destruction.
This is no longer a relationship
it is a ruthless affair
a house of cards
kill zone
minefield 101.
Words sharp than machetes
actions colder than waterboarding
we massacred us
we are locked up in solitary confinement
you the king of North
and this Nubian Monarchy is mine.
To the last Iron and Crown standing
its game on!

   
       

great work Penninah

Know that MDMA - Monsters Don’t Magically Appear


Forget amorous ways, those
romantic forays;
receiving nothing by
way of consent.

Its my
limitless folly that
slips ‘em that molly
what my
sleight-o-hand
represents.

See handily I’ve captured
what I’ve enraptured
laid ‘em out
per my intent.

Ingeniously fast at
smacking that ass
with hardly
spending
a cent.

Sexual Encounter

He covers me under his sheets
roughly undresses me
calls me black beauty
treats me like his mistress
one of a kind
we travel in each other
exploring our naked secrets
enjoying our pleasure
rough sexual encounter
to this one night stand

tragic love(inspired by jerrine)

Whoever said demons were without beauty?
A he angel of hell, carved beyond perfection.
Eyes that twinkle the songs of Hades yet so lovely
Kisses so sweet they put you to death
Strength that protects from all good

But she did not see, blinded by his evil love
Thought she walked under pearly gates
Crowned with jewels so majestic
Yet he took her to the pits of fire,
Clothed with the bones of the dead

Their love was like fire and ice
She, the definition of perfection
And he the father of destruction
A giver of life and a taker of souls
Tragic love it was.

   "Nasty"

She said her husband would object
to her and I merging
My reply, 'What he doesn't know
shouldn't hurt him'

'Be sure to wash away
our illicit fornicating
before he gets a whiff
and it's all good'

Her quip, "I'm totally
fed up with his bullshit neglect
I won't bathe nor shower
tonight until he receives one
big nasty taste"

'Damn'

The After Party
Last call at the club was done and       
He found himself snowblind on a       
Couch at an after party tapping his       
Toes to the sound of fast house music.       
Then she walked in, her nose--itchy red,       
And her body--blurred by smoke silhouettes.       
She wore a skimpy black dress that night.   
She wore high heels and had tattoos crawling       
All over her. She had black hair and green eyes   
Too deep for any man not to fall into them.     
And he did. Fast. Potent as a bump, the       
Sight of her shocked him out of his daze--   
Off the couch and across the room.       
Before he knew it, he was saying hello.       
Before she knew it, they were dancing.       
He had dreamy eyes and stoner charm.       
She had devious eyes and skinny arms.   
“You look like shit.” she told him.       
“It’s been a long night.” he responded.       
“Who do you know here?” she asked.       
“Hardly anyone. Earlier tonight I was   
Wondering why I even showed up but then..”       
He paused for a moment noticing he’d slipped.       
“But then what?” she pried. “Tell me!” she smiled.       
“Then you walked in and my shitty night felt worth it,       
Like somehow it was all leading up to this moment.”     
She laughed at him, knowing he was full of shit but       
Still she smiled, so he grinned as she gave in and       
Drunk on sloppy romance, they kissed--curiously.       
She flicked her tongue and flipped his mind inside       
Out. Pulling him away from the group of people       
Dancing, she snagged a bottle and led him into       
A random room in the back of the loft. Blow for       
Blow, they went at for hours and after they finished,     
They just lied there silently listening to the party  
End. He closed his eyes, happy he wasn't alone--       
All the while aware she’d be gone before tomorrow.       
In the end, he woke up to another empty pillow,       
Another empty stomach, and another empty wallet--       
To no name and no number, just another mystery.

-Last Chance for the Little Blue Planet-

Punch the clock
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Feel the sweat sting my eyes
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Clutch the handle
Make off like vandal
Stealing what's yours
Stealing what's mine

Eyes fixed, Teeth grinning
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Harder and harder, No remorse here
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Stabbing, ripping, raping for more
Do with her as if she's a whore
A hollow shell
And none to tell

A sigh of pleasure
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Turn off the light, shut the door
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Leave her bleeding, battered and bruised
Give her a day off
You'll be back for more

Punch the clock
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Tick Tok

Ruthless

By:
Mike R. Stewart





What to write?
Slut tonite!
I got my needs
My cock. She feeds
Down on her knees
Drown inner beast
Found. Inner peace
Look down & release

Tell a story
Still I worry

Fell to early
Rebel. Yes surely

Out in the street
Shout at elite

End up in a cop seat

Change is coming soon
Strange is loving doom

The atmosphere has changed

No longer feel
Astranged

They are listening
We didn't miss a thing

Smiling for work
Filling bizerk

Things that are right
Kings run the night

Bring some insight
Teach what I write

Impeachment is right
Achievment in light

Things are heating up

Intelegance agency
Irrelevant basically

Everybody is in great debt
I think I need a cigarette

Destuctive exploding
An act of devoting
The facts I'm encoding

I've snacked on some codeen



2014©

:)>

great ink guys!

i wouldn't take a shit if i didn't have to


turn it off
turn it on
see if i have a siezure
gimme an ekg listening to justin bieber
show me the police or a priest
yep that things still a beater
i'm a believer


cuz after all
it ain't over


smoking cigarettes
pondering god's existance
sitting on the shitter
wipe
then back to find him on twitter
i'm not bitter
i just think jesus was the runt of the litter
there has to be something bigger and better
then cheddar
the deity of a feather
sacriledge in leather
all meat is softened under pressure

cuz after all
it ain't over


i'm a liver enzyme elevation away
from cirrhosis
and show us moses
was too busy picking noses
to part seas or even grow roses
but throw em on a wood box

after all
i've thought it over

drop a lil dirt
pull up your skirt
and pop a lil squirt
in effigy of this rotten earth
spot a brotha some purp
i promise my ghost will while your worth
dick

it ain't over

we always had bein rude in common
but i was ruthless like tutankhaman
fed you at the bottom
with rotten sonnets
put your girl in that black bonnet
i'll be back on it
upon the return of the hal bop comet

i thought it over
it ain't over

if it ain't purple kool aid
i'll at least make it grape drink
give a brotha a break
i had to take a break
go back to ireland and bring back the snakes
possess rikki lake and teach her about alcohol shakes
cause earthquakes
reverse the worth of these last two saints

after all the starting over
i thought it over
it ain't over