Eye Spy…

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This is a true story…
One that’s seldom heard…

It’s whispered in dark corners…
And ignited by the words…

Never spoken aloud…
In fear of what they’ll say…

As someone’s always watching…
Every minute of each day…

In a story that encapsulates…
The true meaning of desire…

Of the sinful undertakings…
That flicker in Hell’s great fire…

A story that gets buried…
Out of sight, out of your mind…

In a land full of deception…
Where distraction is designed…

To drag each and every soul…
Deep into its black depths…

Where the depraved simply exist…
And the sinner simply regrets…

But is no longer capable…
Of pure thought and deed…

Which was instantly replaced…
By the Devil’s evil seed…

That has taken a firm grip…
Entwined around cold hearts…

From the very first moment…
Like a poison filled dart…

Piercing each and every soul…
And infecting all their thoughts…

Removing all the goodness…
And the innocence once taught…

This is the story of demons…
A story of pure evil ways…

Where nothing is ever sacred…
And nothing will ever stay…

Forever covered up or hidden…
This story will always be re-told…

And if you didn’t heed this warning…
Eye spy the fool playing with gold…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “I Spy” by Pulp

“Making me high, making me whole”…

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Up against the wall…
In a cheap hotel room…

Senses all blurred…
Intoxicated by perfume…

Sugar lips kissing…
Tongues mingle and play…

The Devil has infected…
Is what they will say…

Underwear falling…
Revealing naked skin…

Sweat begins to glisten…
Exploring deep within…

Thrown around like ragdolls…
In a frenzied attack…

A moment of abandon…
Nails assault his back…

The bed offers comfort…
As their actions intensify…

He moves down her body…
Probes between her thighs…

She whispers and moans…
Lets out a scream…

Is this really happening…
Or is this just a dream…

They met in the bar…
Never asked for a name…

They’ll part in the morning…
They’ll hide any shame…

And live with this memory…
Mixed up with guilt…

Remembering the feelings…
As her orgasm built…

In that very moment…
Realities were traded…

Distraction took hold…
And the real world faded…

Two sinners colliding…
Getting off on the danger…

Addicted to the thrill…
Of sex with a stranger…

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“Don’t stop it now, now is so right”…

I am really thrilled to introduce Richard as tonights guest poet – I have long admired Richard’s work and you can read more of his fantastic work here:  http://richardankers.com/

If you would like to grab a guest poet slot, please email your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

J

richard

Darkness,
It envelopes
In waves of YOU;
Pleasure,
Pain,
Sin,
It’s all the same:
Wanted.
The wine glass,
Claret bubbling,
Waits for your lips;
I wait with it,
As your tongue samples the air.
Who’ll make the first move,
I wonder?
Yet, it is YOU,
Always YOU,
And I know it.
And I wish it.
And I desire it.
The night draws in
A dark cloak,
And I lose your shadow
To the void.
Lose my own, too.
But your eyes,
Emerald green and shining
Flick open,
The wing glass lifts,
And I wait for your stiletto
To be moved from my throat.
As I always do,
And always will
For YOU.

“The sound of loneliness turned up to ten”…

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This is my life,
my own private hell…

A fucked up misfit,
in a mental prison cell…

Trying so hard,
to please everyone…

Just to be liked,
to be someone’s Sun…

In a cold cruel world,
amidst so much pain…

Never getting it right,
always trying to explain…

Leaving me drained,
bitter and twisted…

Wishing to end it,
like I never existed…

As no one would care,
if I just disappeared…

No one would notice,
if the desk was cleared…

And from this moment,
I dropped off the radar…

Life would go on,
just without my scars…

Where someone else,
would take my place…

Another faceless number,
so easy to replace…

And totally forgotten,
in the blink of an eye…

So maybe now’s the time,
to simply say goodbye…

A final farewell,
to the silent herds…

Leave them a message,
in actions, not words…

As this is my life and
I can no longer take it…

Sick of my imperfections,
sick of being a misfit…

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“Eye spy the worst place, in the world”…

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This is a true story…

One that’s seldom heard…

But whispered in dark corners…

And ignited by the words…

That are never spoken aloud…

In fear of what they’ll say…

As someone is always watching…

Each minute of every day…

In a story that encapsulates…

The true meaning of desire…

Of the sinful undertakings…

That flicker in Hell’s fire…

A story that gets buried…

Out of sight, out of your mind…

In a land full of deception…

Where distraction is designed…

To drag each and every soul…

Deep into its Black depths…

Where the depraved simply exist…

And the sinner simply regrets…

But is no longer capable…

Of pure thought and deed…

Which was instantly replaced…

By the Devil’s evil seed…

That has taken a firm grip…

Entwined around cold hearts…

From the very first moment…

Like a poison filled dart…

Piercing each and every soul…

And infecting all their thoughts…

Removing all the goodness…

And the innocence once taught…

This is the story of demons…

A story of pure evil ways…

Where nothing is ever sacred…

And nothing will ever stay…

Covered up or hidden…

As this story will always be re-told…

And if you didn’t heed the warning…

Eye spy a fool playing with Gold…

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“Now every night she plays the sad game”…

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The girl in the window…

Strips off gradually…

Slowly revealing herself…

So nonchalant, yet seductively…

She knows you are watching…

But just loves the thrill…

Of showing off her body…

That others would simply kill…

To have one such as hers…

So easy on the eye…

As she reveals her charms…

To any random passersby…

Driven by her need…

To feel wanted and desired…

It comes from deep within…

Because in real life she’s tired…

Sick of being overlooked…

And not looked at twice….

It wasn’t like this to begin with…

She was always treated so nice…

But time always takes its toll…

And bedroom sparks die out…

Now she looks for excitement…

Trying to remove the doubt…

That sits inside her head…

And tells her she’s unwanted…

By those who sit around her…

Taking her for granted…

And unwittingly fuelling…

The way she sees herself…

Making her feel worthless…

And left high upon life’s shelf…

But stood in that window…

Her soul is on fucking fire…

Floating in a fantasy land…

Feeling wanted and desired…

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