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
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...
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...
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?
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...
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...
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...
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...
when I'm sad
I feel wonderful
I feel grand
For life is helping my happiness expand
I am happy for you
I am happy for me
I am happy for the dogs even if they have fleas
I am happy for love
I am happy for life
I am happy for fun
I am happy for no mice
But most of all I'm happy...
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...
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...
Nothing I could ever say, would ever change your mind, but I pray, that one day, I just hope I find, the love I'm meant for, that endless feeling that's one of a kind.
I wait anxiously for the sweet passion of true love to consume me, to let that wipe away these current memories...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
The lonely jaunt, along a haunted road. I am not lost. I know the way to the wood.
My soul trembles with anticipation, the elation inside me is palpable.
I can feel each breath vibrantly guiding me on. Right now, nothing seems impossible.
Despair seeks to return, to a heart...
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...
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...
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 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...
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...
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...
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...
I don't know, myself.
I let the thoughts flow.
Do I find them poetic?
Yes, but also no.
Do I determine?
Is it up to me to say?
Maybe, or perhaps.
Poets do wonder.
But then again, so do I.
Am I equal, then?
Thoughts are held captive.
Until I let them all out.
where to go
Life is a riddle;
My thoughts are too slow.
With no where to hide,
And no where to run,
When you're hunted on both sides
And love's no longer fun.
Life isn't easy
It all is too quick,
Life is a battle
Between a gun and a stick.
Cut at the knees
And severed at the...
To fall in love with no regret
But what about the tragic
Romeo and Juliet
Who died cause such a love
Yet what if they never met
So is it worth it to fall so far
That when all is Lost there is no hope to go on
And when you look at the stars you see her face
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...
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...
ANGELS are everywhere - all of the time
Sharing and caring for you and for me
ANGELS are everywhere - your town and mine
Where they are working we don't always see !
ANGELS are wonderful - sent from above
Making the World a much better place
ANGELS are wonderful...
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...
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...
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
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...
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...
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...
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...
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...