Desolation Heartache

The only presence of Love
are the Fantasies
Flowing from my Ink

Beckoning Woes
where newer flows
tend to get Lost
in the Sadness
of Heartache

Subscribing
to the same script
of how Lonely its gets
after I get Wet

Feeding the Needs
of my P***y
but I Forget and
lead my Heart
to the opening
mouth of neglect

Without hesitation
my Heart makes me feel
how she is so Melancholy
from being Quarantined

Isolated in my chest
behind poetic bars

So Horny with Need

Please Kiss me
where supple
thoughts reside

Desire burning like Fire
my Heart go up in Flames

Remnants of ash remain

While men say

"I like the sound
of your Tragedy
in the rain"

I poeticize
my Hearts
raptures

Sharing sonnets
and stanzas
and dried up
tear streams

BUT

Suffering too long
in this desolation
Loneliness

If I could
use my pen
to transcribe
what Passion really is
for the world to see
than maybe
someday
he'd see me



By Samantha Campbell

Author's Note

inspired after a conversation with Jibey

whew this made me cry
its more than a poem
it has a deeper meaning

Reviews

[Revery]

Samantha,

Writing straight from the heart is often the most powerful. I wish I could write half as well as you. You are a beautiful soul that yerns for life. The yearning, the suffering are the definition of passion and yours is strong.

[Jibey]

I am gratified to inspire such a fertile imagination as yours... and touched that the loneliness of your heart finds such powerful expression here.... This is a deep-felt piece of writing which expresses the ache of need so many feel... the desire for satisfaction linked to emotional fulfillment... easier to write about than to find....

Great writing

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Erotic and intriguingly beautiful. Many meanings can be taken from this write. Enjoyed this piece. Nicely done, samantha.

-Anna Rose

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

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