Poetry for Broken Souls

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Thru any artful way lifes ups and downs. So feel free to post and share thoughts and rember have FUN

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She's lost herself Melted in the creces of his manhood She smells of his breath His sweat dripped over her breasts She m...
08/28/2026

She's lost herself
Melted in the creces of his manhood
She smells of his breath
His sweat dripped over her breasts
She moans
As if to say she feels completely his

Then in a moment's notice
Her dissociation overtakes her
How is it possible
To feel so little
In such a sensual act

She is lost between his grip
with his hand wrapped
around her neck
and her wrist
up above her head
She is pinned to his bed

Within minutes
She is so small
Tiny to her aspects
Her voice cracks
Her eyes shrinks
Her body shivers like ice
As if to say, please let me go, please!
She yelps!

He has his manhood penetrated
deep within her walls
His breath on her neck
Sweaty and gasping
She is excited
She moans
As if to say
She feels so pleasured by him

But her voice cracks
He seems so confused
Why do you sound so small ?
Why are you whimpering?
Why do you shiver?
What have ....I. ... done?
All he sees is myself
A woman he loves

But within a moment of despair
also a small being
with a small voice
and tremendous amounts
Amounts of what you might ask ?
What could she be holding on to ?!
You demand answers
This seems so foul

Her trauma . . . she never asked to carry
A moment she. . never asked to be woken up too
Triggers she doesn't want to remember
Wants to remember
Remember every thing
Little thing she experienced
Experiences that she fell asleep too

It was romance and love
In a moment
till it wasn't !

Just ..... A ...... Moment!
when no one came for her ! 🥲

Once when I was a child. . .
07/13/2026

Once when I was a child. . .

Dear Mr. President The story was told once , twice Somehow it's still quiet onlineThe children are still missing Still c...
06/11/2026

Dear Mr. President

The story was told once , twice
Somehow it's still quiet online
The children are still missing
Still crying , still lost
Still screaming out
for mommy !?
But, she doesn't answer
She never answers !
Where is she ?
I don't think mama is old enough!
Let's be honest
Is she old enough?
The stories are whispers
Lies told so quietly
It feels like her stories
are never heard out loud
As if to say she is a
just a lost angry princess
In a fable she never asked to be in
Turned into a nightmare
No one wants to witness
Survivors spoken out once before
The world went silent
As if a plaque hit our streets
and we must turn the other way .
But the little baby laying on the floor
with her underwear rip
Bleeding out in agony
Time after time
Her cries echo
Thru halls filled with men
In suits and ties filled with darkness
Waiting for their turn
to have a taste of innocence
To refill their youth, their political reign
In a world gone so cold
How are children worth so much less
When will enough be enough?
How many children!
We Are Not Angry ENOUGH!

06/08/2026
06/08/2026

Faraway, So Close!. (1993)

Directed by Wim Wenders

06/08/2026

it’s from a song 🙄

06/08/2026

Submarine (2010) | Directed by Richard Ayoade

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