Ana Podarevska Poems
|41.||It Doesn'T Take A Whore To Love Somebody||5/30/2007|
|42.||Is There A Possibility He May Be Human?||5/30/2007|
|47.||A Cum-Passionate Lover||4/27/2007|
|49.||Contradict The Mafia||12/5/2006|
|53.||Coke And Fury||12/5/2006|
|55.||I Am Heroin||8/24/2007|
i lay entwined in your sheets
and cover myself with ragged breathing,
hoping the words falling from your lips
will be the words that i've been needing.
i can't imagine a lack of your touch,
a lack of your skin on mine.
with drops of sweetness dribbling down,
your bed is dirty with this lie.
but you don't mind, so i won't mind.
as long as i have what's not mine.
so long as we have a bit more time
to cover this lie with lovely lust.
Youth Of The World
We say that we're too good for this world
And maybe we are right.
We were innocent youth, until they sold our rights.
Our bodies aren't our bodies, they are owned by our nation.
Our minds are torn between what they say and what we think.
Either be controlled or lose control, write it all in ink.
So that maybe after all of them are gone,
The new innocents will see, they won't be innocent for long.