and crazy mama dont want him no more and daddy dont care hes got blue eyes and blonde hair fair skin with a nose wit no flare left in the dark with no feeling and baby has no real family so I hand he the real sanitys lonely as can be left in his own little sanctuary held in is...
He held her wrist
She clenched her fist
He looked at her
She closed her eyes
He kissed her neck
She mesmerized the moment
He stepped back
She opened her eyes
Joy inside my heart. My spirit is overwhelmed by grace. I've found a new place to start.
No longer do I have to fake a smile. I know this one will stay awhile. I like not having to worry about things. I relish the comfort that each new day brings.
So, for now, this grin...
people scream and people talk
but few a very silent
people laugh and people cry
but few a very silent
people fight and people love
but few a very silent
people do and people don't
but few a very silent
people hear and people see
but few a very silent
with your every strand of hair out of place, in a sexy disarray.
I see your masculine body, on proud display, as my lips are anxious, for a generous taste, of your intoxicating skin.
A breathtaking view, you certainly are, an image I'm wrapped up in. Oh, yes, my love. This...
Untitled Poem 03/09/13
I love you, but you don't...
What will it take for you to see?
That you have my heart
But it seems
That the only place
Where you and I will meet
Will be in those sweet dreams
The ones I'll always keep
Because when I...
I'm standing next to you
Aware of each and every thing you do
My heart goes out to you
When you're in pain
My spirit surrounds you, too
When all of your sweet smiles have left you, and only sadness does remain
My mind tries to think of some...
Comforting words to say
That shine down
Are like the ocean
As I think
while looking at the city
So it's come too this
of the people
who lied to me
told me they would be here
With me forever
That they well be there
For me when I need...
My 'she' is with me.....she smiles and I see a rainbow, she cries and I see blue trickles of hope and promise, she laughs, and I see the hills roll in pleasure, she calls me, and sometimes I am tired, but I go to her, again, and again, as I always will when she needs...
what now? what am i to do?
what point is there, in
living a life of pain: something
that will forever remain
in a state of mind i can not
find a solution to fix my own
brokrn heart, torn apart by my
hopes and dreams, everything
seemed to fall apart at the touch
even when i gave...
when it began it wasn't like most others
that is to say it wasn't slow but swift it was electric from day one
we have had a storm that left me unsure of what to do and feel
maybe the storm was needed i feel that it was necessary so we could know
her life is...
..bereft are thee.
Lonely branch...I see.
Tis your leaflessness that is a reflection of me.
My hope is bare, ******** away.
I have need for it to be a good day.
I've said my piece, but I also did weep.
Now it's time, to go back to sleep.
Where hopefully dreams will...
(inspired by Shakespeare and Taylor Swift's "Love Story.")
Romeo and Juliet, the Montagues and Capulets, a story told of two lovers fated, to be in families that want to keep them separated. Still, they found a way to be together under the moonlight, and they ended each...
My younger sister, Christina, has a dream to be a ground troop marine when she's old enough. Here's a poem that she inspired me to write.
You see your comrades fall, your heart fills with pain, in a world so big, you feel so small, was the sacrifice you made all in...
you're so gentlewords cant describehow i feel about youwhen i see your kindmy soul dies and my spiritis brought to lifei would die for youi would cry a riverjust to see you flyyou're the music in my soulevery time i see youi cry, i want to commitsuici-- no don't believethe...
i hope for a positive attitude
i look for a smile within myself
but i cant see a reason why i should
smile, laugh, enjoy my own life
i hope for a brand new day, a chance
to show others they were wrong.
when you, my father says "dont get
you hopes up" i ask "why not?" you
of my heart
Art is the expression of my soul
Dance is the movement of my body
Writing is the spitting image of my thoughts
The love of he who gives us these talents
He's a cheerful giver, we are touched by his grace even through our transgression
GOD given talent will bring...
Looking into your eyes, is like looking into the sun...I am blinded by beauty.
Kissing your lips is like diving...I get submerged, but in your love.
Touching your body is like coming into contact with a star...I'm amazed by the warmth.
Being with you physically is like...
Among the cluttered archives of my pensive
Lie the memories of a girl whom I once called "me"
Her eyes alight, luminous as the sun
But her figure grows dim with every breath that's drawn
The inquisitive mind's questions lie forever subdued
Her heart's inner-strength quietly...
A smile touches these lips, the ones that wonder how it would feel to experience his kiss. Even as my spirit yearns to feel the warmth of his embrace.
My body is aching for the unimaginable bliss...you know the kind designed to keep a smile on a woman's face. With...
I'm trying to erase you from my mind, it's really over this time... I thought you were just mine... You hurt me and thought it was fine... Never thought you would cross the line...
I know I'll get over you, and God knows how much I try... Put me through hell but I'll never no why...
from purposes, desires, and emotions. Nothing is what it seems, especially in the case of the human mind. I wrote this poem after a shower, on a Wednesday night, after my dad had unknowingly cut deeply with his words, and he didn't know the reasons why I had done what I had done...
calling out to a heart. Some images you sew-in doth tear this soul apart.
The things she sees upset her, and worry her to no end.
Please weave something peaceful on this eve...for a humble request from a friend. Don't let this be the end.
His heart has been shattered in two...
but I think it's Okay for a begginer-
Wretched and divine, I layed all alone
Lost and small, sick and on my own
Trying to find any pirpose in my existence
I can almost spot it burried in wild waves in the distance
I straighten my arms trying to reach for it
I raise my voice...
Go on, Goner/ Find your fate/ Stare it in its pretty little face/ Whether life/ Whether death/ Whether a bullet in your head/ Go on, and Don't hold your breath.
So bite the bullet/ And throw it back/ So turn your cheek/ And return the slap/ 'Cause if you only live once/ Then...
glowing with beauty
like a new born child
innocent to the world
scared and cold
afraid to make a move
hello? who am I?
where am I?
what is this
who is the mistress
of love? precious thoughts
and souls above in the sky
heaven is a place I've been
i'm so broken...
alone again. Once more, I'm not a significant other; I'm just a friend.
Used to it by now. Not sure if I'll allow another person into my heart.
What's the point, if in the end, it falls apart? Disaster has fallen once more...on these shoulders which have already held too...
I made friends, tried and true
From different traits, cultures, and different countries
They all conformed word the word loyalty
although the only person leaving is me
The true thing that needs them is still EP
Spreading such joy friendship and kindness
They accepted me, with...
If you were mine, you'd never get lonely. If you were mine, you'd be my only.
If you were mine, I'd be by your side forever. If you were mine, I'd make our ties so strong, they would never be severed.
If you were mine, you'd be my greatest treasure. If you were mine, you'd never...
Oct 2, 2009, 8:14:58 AM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Urban & Spoken Word
past the shallows,
past the surface reflection.
Look past the shinning things,
they happen to be dangerous.
don't be scared of the dark,
cause it gets darker the...
everyone but me knows
who you are, why is it that
i believe in you but know
nothing about you, or your
father, i know my life is
because of him, and i have
nothing against him, but want
to know, why am i such an outcast
please, don't say i cant cut, don't
go against my methods...
the cocoon wriggles and stirs not knowing the beautiful creature inside of it
the creature comes out stretching its wings for the first time
suspended there as if time it self is frozen waiting waiting to make its first flight
when the time comes the creature...
The way my emotions overwhelm me...
And when my heart feels deprived...
Of that love it needs to be...
Does your spirit get how I automatically go?
Directly to the one who knows me so.
Do you comprehend the way I feel?
Does your mind seek to let me...
give me a chance. to prove you wrong.
let me take a look at what you say isn't
possible. would you have listened to me,
if I said three words, you said you never
wanted to hear? why did you leave? not my
life, not my memories, but my heart?
I can't take it
I have tried
To save it
For another day
But now I can't
I can't do anything
No one can help
I'm lying in bed
Thinking about how
I want to be dead
As I pick up my razor
And slide it agents my skin
Oh look at me win
As the blood...
I see...staring back at me.
Am waiting, for the smile to appear. I'm hoping, to break away from here.
Dreams once faded, have returned from there. The shiny spots are popping out...they are no longer shaded.
And a pleasant atmosphere...is everywhere. Grace has replaced...
What holds me here?
Tethered to this hemisphere
When the other half of my soul is over there
In an area I cannot reach
I don't even know how I'm capable of this speech
When my spirit is all but lost
If only I could get there
I wouldn't care about the cost
Then my life...
I DON'T BELIEVE IN
FATHER CHRISTMAS ANY MORE
HE'S THE SAME AS THE DEVIL
IT'S YOUR DAD !CHRISTMAS PRESENTS
FATHER CHRISTMAS HAS
SHIFTED HIS base - TO SOUTH AMERICA
IT'S CALLED AMAZON !CHRISTMAS TREES
I PREFER A PLASTIC TREE
ITS MORE ENVIRONMENTALLY FRIENDLY
cold, deserted streets
She hadn't eaten in weeks, her body thin to the bone
She let her mind focus on all her insecurities
No good thought would ever pass through her brain
She would stare up at the billboard, that showed a beautiful model
Her skeleton like hands reached...
my eyes burn, like a cold fire
in the middle of the desert
on a cold summer night
this is what broken
dreams are made of
I feel the pain screaming
through my body as I toss
and turn wondering if I will
ever recover from so many
every night and every day
I thought about you...
i wake up tied and so uninspired
i write as if nothing matters as if nothings exists
i lay my heart on the table but no one cares my life is there for the taking
there are people out there more inspiring then me so what do i care
i look into the mirror and i see...
You'd like to see the light leave my eyes. Come around with your obvious disguise. Won't work. I see through it.
Maybe not last time, but I do now. You don't have authority over my life. I'm in control, not you. Go away. With your nonsense, I'm through.
I want nothing more to...
So, I took a different approach to poetry. One day, I wrote down random words, 20 of them, and just left it there, tucked in my notebook, looking at it maybe once a day. Then a few days later, I took those words and wrote a poem, which I made rhyme with said words. Since they...