"What? You don't like chocolate anymore?" he asked them. "No, Saba," Tommy was pulling away. "I still like chocolate. It's just that I don't want to go here." The older man looked inside at the tables and chairs, the shelves of light and dark chocolates, the cloudy displays of ice creams and sherbets, and the nice looking young girl holding the menus standing in the open doorway smiling at them. It looked like nothing had...

Sweet taste of summer!Juicy fruitBeckons from the bins The siren song of “I’m in season!And low-cal!I’m what you want!You can’t NOT win!” Velvet curve of mounded peachThe touch gives me a rushYet I knowWhen I get homeIt’s sure to taste like mush And pre-sliced mangoGlistening(Minus hairy pit!)Golden spears of pure delightJust begging to be bit But even as I buy some upI have a nagging hunchThat when I go to take my biteI...

I’m A Bad Boy Mommy told me to make my bed, But I went outside to play instead. And when she found out, to me she beckoned, And spanked my little bottom, to red I reckoned So what will tomorrow bring for me? Could be another spanking: let’s see. [Chuckles]

You Say.. You say.. I'm nasty You say.. I'm pointless You say.. I'm worthless You say.. I'm Useless You say.. I'm stupid You say.. I'm a joke You say that.. A Lot I Say I say.. behave better I say.. be nicer I say.. be polite I say.. treat me better I say.. a lot But you do not listen It never gets me anywhere You don't care, I disappearI say..what you sayIs rantsSay what you wantThat's no romance

Is it the same old me? I fear not. Change is good, but for what? Confusion, indecision cloud my thoughts, I just wonder.. Can good be a loss? Pretentious I was before, Given up that side. I know this is better, but- -others now sigh The ones supposed closest- complain day and night; With their cemented expectations, unable to accept me in new light. It just makes me sad That my happiness hurts you, I know you care for me...

Silver Skimpy Ink, String, A POET DESTROYER's bling, bling Think of me as a human ditty delicious decoration, Something along the line of a sweet tooth temptation Cherry tastes, between the slit of tender toast  Fine jumble jam slams down the tongueless throat  Dance like a diamond on The tight South Pacific Rim I'll feed you with a slithering seductive sound My hair soaking, -wet and wild, tonight I trim A dulcet apple a...

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Staring into to the murky depths of the sea, one can either catch a glimpse of their soul or be lost in their own narcissism. It is within this aqueous body where man makes part of the journey of life—to find their identity and become an eddy amidst the mainstream. But this ocean of pride is subject to spontaneous changes of composure, yielding different fates for pilgrims: either providing them with a satisfying happines...