Tag: writing

Current affairs · Life · news

Looking for someone to write about

Phil Lister8 Comments

Hi all, looking for inspiration again. I would like to write about someone, someone who has suffered. I would like to write several poems on homelessness, addiction, refugees, losing somebody, dying. If you would consider sharing your story with me I would be honored to write a poem using your words and experiences.

Please get in contact and send me a message to my email address. If you have any photos you would like to use send them too. Stay positive.
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erotic · love

You are my toy!

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I want to play

Play today

Play with you
You will

Do what I say

Say to you

It’s me in control

In power
It’s you my toy

I’m going to play 

with you

For hours and hours
You like that?

I don’t care

It’s all for me

Please beware
I won’t stop

Till I’m done

Till I’ve won
I may be rough

I may slap you

Take it, go with it

You
Sexual pain

All my gain

No refrain
Are you ready?

Ready for me?

If your not

Go on, go, leave!
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Phil lister 02/10/17

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family · happy · Life · love

Face of change

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​Wake up, feel different, I feel sick

Run to bathroom, vomit every bit

Rise to the mirror, wash my face

What the hell, what’s this face!

My hair, my eyes I fall down

I get back up, what is this frown?

I’ve got muscles, je suis beau

I’m taller with a bronzed glow

My insecurities, my patheticness

They are gone, have I been blessed?

I run out the room onto the landing

My mum’s at the top of the stairs standing

” Mum mum look at me, look at my face”

She can’t hear me, what is this place?

I put my hand on her, turn around please

“turn up the heating darling, I felt a breeze”

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Phil lister 02/10/17

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erotic · love

The recipe of a sensual pie

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I start by undressing the fruits prepared by a delicate shower

I tasted one with my mouth after wanting to for hours

I gently mix the ingredients, preparing with my hands

Before I knead together, it looks perfect, exactly as I planned

The moment comes to lick the spoon, I want to savour the taste

Now to whisk together the emotions and to control the pace

I turn up the temperature just right to attain perfection

It is the moment I’ve been waiting for, I tremble, sensational explosion

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Phil lister and Celine chauvelon 29/09/17

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happy · Life

Next challenge please!

Phil Lister17 Comments

I had 6 responses, I did 6 poems in less than 12 hours

Hi guys, I thought of this and I really like the idea of me interacting with you, sometimes we all need a little bit of inspiration. 

So guys, Inspiration for next poem please, Hit me with your best shot and I’ll try and convert it with my ideas for your pleasure and mine

Stay positive! X

Life

I am almighty!

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I feel strong, I believe in me

I am God, I am almighty

I feel no pain

Never restrained

I can walk on water, watch my feet

Even the water is scared of defeat

I raise my hand and fire descends

My volcanic fireball, no defence

I am great, feel my power

This is now, this is my hour

Kneel before me, do what I ask

Kill for me, fulfil my task

I am good, I am evil

Look at me now, how powerful!

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Phil lister 29/09/17

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happy · Life

A little bit about me

Phil Lister5 Comments

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Here it goes, I’m a simple lad, complicated and mad,

I’m calm, wild, ecstatic, spontaneous and sad

I am from England, lived there till I was 27

From then on I came to France, it wasn’t exactly heaven

I got two kids, a 6 year old and a baby too

I’d do anything for them, my girlfriend too

It’s pretty lonesome in France, in the country here

Mainly boredom around us, nothingness to endear

I like to play games but I’ve pretty much stopped

So I write my poetry to stop me losing the plot

When I’m sad the words just flow

I start to write, away I go

Is that enough information for you?

I hope through your spyglass you enjoy the view

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Phil lister 29/09/17

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