Mature Content. Sensuality has been an integral part of the human psyche since time immemorial. Empires have been won--and lost based upon the quest for sensual pleasure. But, what if the mythology AND the fantasy that we've formed around that quest met in battle?
living for another, wanting to be their everything has never worked...well, not for me, anyway.
Don't go to bed hungry or on a full stomach, or with a craving ... or with a guilty conscience.
Just a little chat with the love of my life; my sweet, amazing inspiration. It is a fickle little monster but oh so lovely, that I can't help but surrender to its alluring and sometimes frustrating demands again and again...
*A little heads-up: I've taken out all my withheld frustration in this one.*
To leave the moment, the time, and sometimes the place Your voice drones, inexpressive, in my face
A few weeks ago I was locked out of my Gmail account. Here is my bizarre misadventure with a major corporation's customer service department.
Being a parent is hard enough. I dislike unorganized coaches and sports organizations that add to the difficulty and frustration. The following piece is my second article on this topic.
this poem is about the student who is frustrated of the examination .... now dont want to study . ... read it its so intresting
A poem about the frustration, desperation, and confusion of a child toward God
The word frustrated became so commonly used that it defines most of what we are
A letter sent to a school board member addressing the sudden leaving of my job and the negative influences driving the decision.
A third part to _Twenty-five Reasons Why Charlie Should Never Read Jane's Books to Jane_ is offered for your entertainment and amusement. If you've ever been the victim of a salacious pop-up ad, and your significant other walked in on it, then you should understand Charlie's position ...
The full title of this poem is, "lnspired by a reading of Zora Neale Hurston's Their Eyes Were Watching God, which I've obviously used for my own purposes." It is an author's attempt to deal with marginalization by others.
I'm not June Cleaver and I'm not Bree Van De Camp. I am not a Stepford Wife. But I do believe my home is less stressful because there is small stuff I don't sweat. Clean towels are one of those things. Read on to learn more...
Allowing children the independence to pick out their own clothing can cause frustration. However, pairing outfits in advance and picking out clothes the night before can eliminate a lot of frustration and still allow children to make their own choices. I've fictionalized and dramatiz...
Understanding frustration and discovering what is the genesis of it.
This Poem is about Poverty. It is said that Poverty is a mind-set and manifests after polluting the mind. Poverty is beyond just physical lack or non-possession of material things, because it affects even those in possession of such things.
Have you ever been trapped in a situation from which there seemed to be no escape? It's hellish, believe me. I long to have my life back so badly, I just want to scream!
What is the real meaning of love between wife and husband? Is it only the momentary tickling effect when smooth parts rub together? Here is a frustrated wife.
Suicide attempt is the highest form of the frustration in love.. We must avoid it
So many times we in life we try our best only to find that our best once again is not good enough for those who think they are in charge. These are the frustrated ramblings because death by bear handed strangulation is a jail-able offense.
My heart is doing little swirling like a breeze... It's fluttering, twirling and tumbling with ease... My heart is rejoicing through the years... My love and care will be alright in the end.
This is a Poem been dedicated to Pregnant women in Labor. It simply brings out the tough experience they go through, the pains they suffer from and their reaction during this situation. Some even go as far as cursing and hating (their Men, especially)..... But everything is for a whil...
Short poem about the path of life and being taken for granted in that path.