By Arcassin Burnham


Just a little bit of lush in my heart for you,
If anything,
I promise to be true,
With the little bit of pride in my heart to protect for
Whatever reason,
I'll be there for you,
in any part of the seasons,
If I'm feeling kinda generous today,
I'll sit next to you....

Being apart of your life was always my pride and joy,
Not like those guys that just act as tools,
Say that they're men but end up leaving you destroyed,
Waddling in dirt like a pack of graveling wolves,
I was a brighter beacon in your beliefs,
Of ever having someone good in life and in bed,
As tempting as that sounds , I'm not that kind of guy to drown
In lust, to be whatever you want me to be,
Wanna be good instead,
Don't come off as tough, wouldn't say I'm a diamond,
But I shine when things get rough,
Looking for my soul like where did it go, in those 22 seconds,
I'm not down for a lesson,
Don't have to be a smarty pants to know about life's aggression.

©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/02/sit-with-me-to-drown.html
#love   #words   #life   #good   #light   #hearts   #aggression   #seconds   #truthful  
Hac Himel
Hac Himel
Dec 13, 2016

I will always speak the truth
No matter how you feel
You might think I am rude
But I will always speak the truth

I won't be fake with you using lies
I won't be sweet as you want
I don't care about your mood
But I will always speak the truth

Truth is a bitter but better way
For the reality of our personality
I won't add sugar to your sweet tooth
But I will always speak the truth

You can hate me if you want
Call me all sorts of names
You might call me a crude
But I will always speak the truth

I like to read your comments.
TW
TW
Jul 30, 2016

Sometimes I feel like doctor frankenstein just writing rampant lines,
To tantalise but always then come back to bite,
I'm out my mind and sound like Hyde,
But no one seems to care so tell me, how can I?

See, I write honestly like that, but still every time I fantasise,
That I could write without the rhymes, not have to overanalyse,
The syllables and flow of every single motherfucking line,
This was supposed to be a hobby, now my brain just burns like alkali,

"Stop that, I'm trying to concentrate, stop moving so loud,"
"I'm doing nothing!" "Yes you are, look, you're doing it now,
Sorry but I'm trying to write, what rhymes for 'beautiful vows'?
Oh you know what? Fuck three, two is a crowd."

"You shouldn't swear in your poetry, it's degrading to art."
Well let me help you understand, since you blatantly can't,
I'm shackled to rhythm and that means exact precision,
Adding 'attacking' and 'killing' avoids a cata-ca-lysm.

Used to write for the fun of it, now I wanna be done with it,
Well, some of me does, most of me's loving it.

#truth   #poet   #real   #stress   #honest   #confession   #stressed   #truthful  
Atul Kaushal
Atul Kaushal
Jul 4, 2016

Long lasting likeable lifestyle,
On the best possible place,
Vexing me never ever,
Eternal & truthful.

It is the real definition,
So surreal it always is.

Far away from loneliness,
Reading mutual fun daily,
Eternal is this true feeling,
Exceptional are all its ways,
Dominion of my familial home,
Obvious empress is my mother,
My father the obvious emperor.

Parental love is freedom for me.

My HP Poem #1095
©Atul Kaushal
Emily Dolde
Emily Dolde
May 23, 2016

Sit and wonder if you’ll ever be actual competition for those in the pictures that are flaunted around the internet as the girl next door, but is actually just the neighborhood whore. Look in the mirror, all you see is hatred for the very thing you are supposed to claim as your own, but when others compliment you, you do not condone their pity for the frumpy girl who is just trying to get by on her looks that aren’t even a level 5. You are perfect the way you are  they say as they critique your very existence. Comparing you to the 9’s and 10’s that pass by and wishing they could interchange pieces of you, that you were once fond of, with pieces of them that are as foreign to you as the name brands that make this society tick like the clocks on the wall only driven by the thought of one day reaching perfection.They don’t understand that you yearn for these things, but achieving it is impossible because money doesn't grow on trees and people are the hardest to please. Bold face lies are told when it is said that our flaws are our biggest asset. Tell that to everyone who has pointed them out thousands of times acting as if it is their new found discovery. Acting like you don’t have to figure out how to deal with not being “normal” from the moment you wake up up until you close your sulking eyes. An endless cycle of this matches your endless hope that one day it will all vanish and leave you at peace with the body you were given without say. So, prepare your laugh and make it real because you’re strong remember? Words don’t hurt right? Just pretend not to feel, it’s easy. It’s no big deal.

It's No Big Deal
Olivia-Grace
Olivia-Grace
Apr 19, 2016

You make a list in your head of what you want in a lover:
Brown hair.
Beautiful eyes.
A sharp mind.
A soft heart.
You want someone with a sense of humor.
One that actually makes you laugh like you mean it.
This and that.
It's all bullshit.
Because.
People.
Aren't.
List.
And I have always wanted to be the person,
who made someone realize that.
I want to come across someone with a list in their head,
that is nothing like the person I am,
And I want to show them what they didn't even know they were looking for.
People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves.
Nobody really knows what they want.
Not until it is right in front of them.

#love   #trust   #hope   #happiness   #reality   #list   #honest   #loyal   #truthful   #check  
Carson Hurley
Carson Hurley
Feb 21, 2016

If I was a painting
I would be the chewed up canvas, dashed in disgruntled colours,
torn from the easel in dismay and cast aside in neglect.

I am a failed first draft that nobody wants to read.

#sad   #dark   #pitiful   #truthful   #shameful  
cosima
cosima
Dec 18, 2015

Why do we assume all celebrities are the same?
Most are knee deep in riches and power,
But what about the ones who aren't?
One that comes to mind is Melanie Martinez.
Most see her as a far out, weirdo, but I see her as a person.
I don't expect her to do anything but create wonderful canticles and express herself.
Most celebrities lie for attention and power, but mel is truthful and always tells us what's happening.
She is such a sweet, down to earth, honest human.
It's amazing how people are so rude to such a genuine person.
She spills her darkest secrets and people reply with "mom" and "queen."
In what world is that okay?
Sometimes I wish I could speak my mind to rude celebrities and people, but I am only one person and my opinion sadly, does not matter.

I know that this isn't really a poem but I just had to get this out. It really annoys me how celebrities lie and are complete assholes. How does one like them for acting that way? I get if you like their music. This made me think of one of my favorite artists Melanie Martinez. She doesn't lie and frankly doesn't care what people think about her. Thats all I can ask from her.
holy boy
holy boy
Feb 14, 2015

I've never thought of anything as existing without me there to interact with it
How can something exist without the acknowledgement of me?
Because I am the only one who I can be sure exists therefore anything outside of what I know cannot be proven to be real
I can touch
I can feel
I can hear
But I can never be sure

This is why I do not think your honesty is real
I have never seen, nor heard of it
I have only guessed at it
I have not experienced your truthfulness
Therefore such a thing cannot exist
I can't prove it
And I'm pretty sure neither can you

And I know, for sure, that everything I felt was not real

As I did not feel anything that was towards anything real

They are null
They are void

Smile and giggle and frown and tear

Null and void

You do not exist anymore

I start to wonder if you ever did

Your truth-

I know that didn't

Nothing but this page

Nothing but this poetry

That is all that exists now

It just

died

#truth   #reality   #exist   #exists   #truthful  
 
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