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billy Jul 06, 2007

jt1-the dick ages

when i was only seventeen it was kinda weird how every man got between my ass cheecks.

when i first sucked his dick i thought i was gonna be sick til i finally swallowed it.

but im jt1 and i will drink your cum for fun,i need the strong taste of your semen and i desire more men to go deep.

so please before i get on my knees put every inch inside of me til i bleed.

my name is jt1 i wont stop until everyman cums cuz im just a man loving other men

so thank you for letting me jerk your kick stand

ill suck as much as i can

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billy Jul 06, 2007

cannibals and pussyjuice

early in the morning,

like a cancerous plague that haunts your soul,

early in the morning,

like a money shot thats out of control,

early in the morning,

like god pawning all of his souls,

early in the morning,

like a skinless beggar with nothing to show,

blood,now hunt for the god of winter,

feed this unbearable hunger,

skin them eat them their alive,

come deep inside them they will hide,

early in the morning,

because a crippled preacher gave more with his hands,

early in the morning,

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billy Jul 06, 2007

dark winds

teachings of the endless night,

dreams of insightful worlds,

dance around the blood of the fallen,

free to fly beyond the earth,

submerge in dark water and see what has not yet died,

screams from the lost ocean,

the opened lust widow,

seduces the passage,

escape from desire,

only to return with more.

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billy Jul 06, 2007

whispers unknown

we have been here before,we are the night,

we are still slaves in hell,we are the fire,

dreams foretell as death evolves,pain lets it see,

black winds tear through the sun,

and they tear through me,

within this dying fire,one spirit speaks,

open your eyes to your soul,

let your mind be free,

maybe I will catch a train and come trip with you,

we share the same hate towards god,

if your wounds dont seem to heal,

then let them bleed,

you will learn as death evolves,

we are the free.

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billy Jul 06, 2007

bloodfire

wounds heal by the fire,

my heart rests in the dark,

strength is gathered beyond stars,

my peace breathes through the flame,

I feel the wind from worlds away,

this fire reaches to the moon,

Its cold waves I’ll consume,

be ready for the storm.

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Quillsvein1 Jul 05, 2007

"dust"

smoking patio
breathing pine bush
leaves of green razor.

the march leaf hanging like a crippled
butterfly–

Your dark glasses and oily skin.
I speak, the wind’s teasing nod
and yours’ indistinguishable.
You belch carcinogens, the spilling
smile of smoke, grinning contours
Thick. My sympathy is rotten honey
burnt faintly when you move to ash.

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billy Jul 05, 2007

Hell and Alcohol

my hell starts with morning,I open my eyes,

last night I prayed for death but,fuck god Im alive,

(shits eating you up inside)

Im fucking drunk and alone in a shit hole,

no one to turn to,no where to go,

(nothings in control)

I need a goddamn drink,my mind is diseased,

I’ve suffered for so long,I want to be free,free,free,

I cant trust no one I cant even love,

(its that damn girl your thinking of)

hate all the memories,like pain in this world,

fuck your goddamn past,forget the girl,

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Lenny of Cohen Jul 05, 2007

Cradle of Abuse

pornographic pictures super glued to the pavement

how depraved is your debasement?

evocative images cut into your sight.

punctuated self abuse

creating a new image of crude,

you’ve lost yourself in the mire

no singing now, the celestial choir.

you stand alone as the accused

your mind a cradle abused.

 

 

Lenny of Cohen

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billy Jul 05, 2007

walls of suffering

pain flows through me,I scream to die,

how can I ever heal with death on my mind,

I’ve got no where to go In this fucked up world,

with day after day,bare more lonelyness,

I die before I live,I live to die,

this world has brought me hell that burns my mind,

sorrow,guilt and hate,feed my soul to flames,

self poison all my wounds with torment and shame,

dreams begin to die I,ve fell apart,I’ve let the hate control my broken heart,

so this is how it ends,with our dying truth,todays another day closer to doom,

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billy Jul 05, 2007

Funeral chant

It burns the heart from me,

I feel fucking diseased,

Inside I was never free,

my friend,we suffer til the end,

I’d sell my soul to die,

no need to stay alive,

my mind and soul slowly rott,

my friend,were lost until the end.