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"My Fuck King You Were, BUT No More" by DeprivedOfReason

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My Fuck King you were, BUT no more
I can no longer be your painted whore
waiting at the door of your interest ,hoping you'd take notice,
of more then just the colors on my face,
or my ability to grab your ass in just the right place

thrusting you into me with professional ease,
with your propensity of having me maneuvered to my knees
your crown tilting to the sky, as your mouth forms to silent
"ohs" as you whine, then dine between the nylon you ripped
as you gripped my knees with intensity, overpowering every inch of me

the dynasty of your will, enslaving me to moans at your reserved skill
BUT no more, i shall no longer be the lust you wore
to your public speeches, for all the lands in far reaches
your royalty revered by all far and near,it's time for i to disappear,

one day you realized, that all the smiles that passed you by
not one truly knew the torment that resided inside
there was no savior of your own
till you thought to search for true love,
the cure to finally being known

You found me, a convinient solution, a common whore
Spellbound to your reverie of quintessential dreams
i, forever bound to a life that harbored silent screams
intrigued by your utopian ideals absent of internal strifes
willing to forsake the path i forged brimming with my slights
your propositions to a world, a better place that knew nothing of mine

so when you lent your hand, i could only stumble, desperately trying to understand
what it is you could possibly want with me, curiousity got the best of me
Amusement gathering to find you wanting me, hiding me under your bed skirts,
your lusty eyes fixated on every curvature of mine bent in front of you
your tongue tracing my bones, memorizing the chemical makeup of my thighs
pressed against the long hard staff, gently reminding me of the power you hold

A king with his private whore
BUT no more, i can no longer stand by your side
walking through a society that will never abide,
with the truths i hold true, truths even you could not listen to
wishing to hold my tongue, the only freedom i've left
bereft of the ability to belong, among those who seek you so willingly
i can not fault you, nor the position bestowed to you
by gods i've murdered, baked, entombed
by an essence that holds sway, of ways i have no control

BUT i do, with you
i can no longer stand by, watch the eyes that watch you
desperately yearning your time, flaunting their eyes
that have practiced, and pined, for what you claim to be mine
somehow, deep inside, knowing this rhyme, is a warning chime
speaking the thoughts, you've forbidden with signs
practiced like a waltz we continue to do time after time

I can't wait in line, with those who want to be saved
a concept too large to concieve, as you blink to me blankly
continuing to ravage the blundering goddess within, that fades
into different shades of your blind faith, but god lies in the details
so fine, inconspicuous for your eyes to read,
try as you might, i promise you'll fail, through failure you'll bleed.

Knowing i never make promises, you hunger for my pain
in exchange flinging each other onto speared walls of hopes, and false longings
masterbating to our blood, crying saliva into our salty mouths
that can no longer talk, merely bite, as i try to fight with all my might
this sick dependance that leads me to your throne
to a child king who hasn't fully grown, sitting all alone

BUT no more! Rescue your damsels, relish the debutantes
that reek admiration, of your same equal rank and station,
don't let me stay and die, prove to you i was right
You seek my darkness, the only thing to balance your light
yet deep inside the contradictions of your convictions
demonstrate that the darkness within you, is what you wish to undo

Your whore, willingly used, abused, for the trifal of a mere fee
so you came, paid your fee, dealt your blows, and welcomed the glow
i did what i do best, but i can only get so low,

you may grieve, but please just give me my reprieve,
just let me be, let me leave, for i was never yours,
 you're not mine, i'm no longer in line,
 for we shall never shine living a lie

so NO more







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On Sunday July 17th, 2005, MelvinOliverDrauma (546) writes:
fucking good flow and a very nice antitribute


On Thursday February 10th, 2005, Green-eyed Raven (69) writes:
Alot of emotion and sex... I like.


On Monday February 7th, 2005, island warrior (300) writes:
A poem of this length would normally be too long for me but in this case I was interested from start to finish.


On Saturday February 5th, 2005, Markus Porkwing (708) writes:
Rar, very sexy read for me.


On Saturday February 5th, 2005, The Crimson Queen (1221) writes:
damn...anger noted..


On Saturday February 5th, 2005, urbanhumility (1377) writes:
an angry and most enlightening experience you have set forth.......well spoken..........urban



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