hey all,
I had a great idea every day I'll write a idea or a word and all who want to can write a poem about it and post it here.
It will be fun,kinda like an open post.All sugestions are welcome.


todays idea is.....female feline

She stalks across the dance floor.
The arrogant are her prey.
She is the female of the species.
The feline of the dark night.
She laps up her poison cream.
The way her body moves
Makes all the males dream.
She plays with her boy toys.
A game of cat and mouse
They all know they'll never reach
Her on her hidden perch.
She stalks across the dance floor.
The feline of the night.

PUSSY

catch me cat
play with my death
make me tremble in fear
then kill me
then im no longer fun
so go out kitty and catch
another one..

(the _vanished did this lol )

good idea for a thread missy lizard xx

thanks julian but it dosent seem to be doing so well we need to tell people to post in it

todays word is *knife*
have fun all this one could get interesting if poeple post in it

i see your face
i cannot bear
so i grab a knife
do I dare?

i slash and cut
i do maim
your face so sweet
you scream the same

i laugh at this
this caused pain
by my knife
your face has been slain...

there ya go....

Your words like a knife
They cut me in two.
My soul is bleeding
What can I do.

Your knife sharp and strong.
My heart weak and torn.
You slice me inside.
Til I'm bleeding and worn.

The cuts of the skin
Mean nothing to me.
When you cut on my Soul
Your knife makes me bleed.

~Tracy~

Wow two fucking great poems very different but great .todays word is lips

I’m not good with prompts but hear goes.

In Dreams She Comes



In sleep it comes,
the minds eye on fire,
dreams of strongest desire.

You crawl into my bed,
‘but weight
your not even here’
yet I’m not perturbed,
it does not stop
my touch
as I begin to explore
your skin.

Nothing ruff
in dreams tonight
to quell this
now growing fire,
just gentle finger tips,
brushing supple lips
pulling you in close
to fill my appetite.

Bodies softly in twine,
I am yours
you are mine.

But dreams can’t last forever
and in the morning
I have to wake.

Staring at my ceiling
now hanging far to low,
and now I’ll have
to change my sheets
from the dream
I hadn’t wished to go.

This is my first attempt at a poem like this as well, normally they just scream at me from my subconscious until I let them out.

-Therion :ol_eyepatch:

Lips..

Lips cold as Ice..
Chills invade..
Tongue like a snake.
Choking my life.

Taking my soul.
Leaving me cold.
Lips on my neck.
Nothing but holes.

Lips like death.
Taking my blood.
Sucking me dry.
Tearing me up.

Wake from the dark.
Look in your Eyes.
Dead like your lips.
No soul left inside.

Fingers to my lips.
Cold to the touch.
My soul just like yours.
Yet its just cold enough.

Thanking you master.
Taking your hand.
Cold lips to dead skin.
Pledging all that I am.

~Tracy~

lets have a little fun
How about desire

today I ask you to write about bullet.

A speeding bullet comes so colse to my face
You anger incapsulated in metal cold and fierce
This darkness in you has put me in my place
The sharp tone in you voice my skin is pierced.

Deep into my soul your words have flown
I cant hide to bruises for much longer now
Your true resentful spirit has now been shown
As I lie here bleeding all I can ask is how?