All poems found containing the word beats
Jenna Richardson "to beats my heart misses."

I came to you as a pilgrim,
palms turned upward,
eyes empty.

You are a beautiful enigma,
a bonified butcher knife
taking aim at my cynic's perspective.

Your hands drum
to beats my heart misses.
My lungs forget
the in and out, in and out
we've been perfecting.

You bring me closer to divinity
than I have ever come before.
I can see you now, eyes ignited
to match my joint.

Umafalti "didnt throw up signs but I've blown up beats."

I didnt grow up nice, I didnt grow up mean.
I grew up fast, I bullied, then I Went green.
I didnt throw up signs but I've blown up beats.
Too few and too fast but never tongue in cheek.

allicia stinson "on tears stream down my face , my heart beats at a pace as i try tostand again ; alon"

rain rain go away , because of you the pain will stay .slit my throut ,cut out my heart leave me her , tear me apart . poison tears stream down my face , my heart beats at a pace as i try tostand again ; alone and standing  in the rain . i dont need you anymore  . . . is ehat i think while tears pour . i hate you like i hate my life ; but love is what cuts like a knife . love is death and death is you ; its pain stains like a tattoo . those memories com back again and bind me in the rope of pain crimson blood storms fown myhand  like a long , silk ribbon tied by a thread , to a platinam bullet , a hole in my skall

the monster in the mirror "Sun beats down upon your head"

Tripping up the stairs,
looking out the window
smelling barley, corn and rye.
Trees make patterns
interchanging with birds in the sky.
Sun beats down upon your head
sit, counting ants,
with a stick, poke and prod,
throw rocks in the pool.
Boulders scream to be jumped off of
into water of shiny cyan blue.
The smell of summer in the air,
Trapped crabs, caught fish
All is still and calm.
It's these simple thing
that keep us apart
my trust in you
guides me through the dark
When I look ahead,
all I see is reflection.
Walls of mirrors
infinite to perfection
It's out of reach,
this dream of mine
over the edge of
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Trees make patterns
against the backdrop of the sky.
Throwing shadows,
casting hiding spots
for those who wish not be seen.
Turning invisible any
seeking shelter.
Screening out sunrays,
dappling lukewarm oases
over woodchips and detritus
like pancake syrup.
Let’s play camouflage in the forest.

Senor Negativo "She is returning now, her essence beats loudly."

The oven is lively,
It’s been scrubbed clean of blue.
I watch it immobile like a Crucifixion lemon head.
Always I will love Lemonheads.

I know why the oven is so lively.
It is filled with laughter, as I laugh when I think of you.

The exterior is growing bright now,
The suture in my fingers is energetic.
You are climbing up, up, up.
The oven sings praises of you.

I know why you are singing, oven.
I granted my favor, and you granted yours.
She is returning now, her essence beats loudly.
My songs are caressing your neck.
Songs that are yours.

Greetings, hearth.
You are not going anywhere.

Absolutely

it will end how ever you wish it.

Absolutely

someone will hurt you.

Absolutely

You will be saved.

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Taylor Rothanzl "Torn beats of heart divide,"

There was a time, when I was whole
when warmth resided in my lungs.
Now taken like the soul I kept,
the arrows from this horrid storm.

The arrow tip, that split in two,
pressed hard against my withered will.
In time it kept my skin apart,
from what I thought was always me.

Your eyes flood in dancing turns,
like distant light in night.
Torn beats of heart divide,
like friendships had in time.

I've always felt alone you see,
until I called you home.
The ice begins to melt on me,
then floats into my home.

Shawnice Pate "My heart beats heavily for you ever since we separated"

Life never had sweet happy endings
They was bittersweet such as your poisonous lips
Whenever we kissed it soothes, calms my nerves.
A drug to never be played with; you leave me high craving your love
Your touch is an everlasting sin"leaving me with temptation to let you in
Was I foolish to run back to you or am I right to never be your fool again?
When there’s no other place to run to, I find you here at a stand still.
My heart beats heavily for you ever since we separated
These tears cried out in the utmost sorrow as you left
Your absence had left me in a mess, the blow plummeted me into fragments of my old self coming anew
These pieces was razor sharp and cracked to the sensitive touch
It did take awhile to fix them together and start brand new
But all I see now is you
They call me foolish for believing in you but who else shall I go to?
Everyone have someone they desire and mine happen to be you
I wanted to love you again for better or worse no matter what anyone says
Gossip is rather toxic; anyone can be burned when it splashed their way
Don’t leave me behind
The memories of us is resurfacing in my eyes again
The innocent joys, our gracious laughs and the comfort your hand relieved the pain in my own
Would you destroy all we had together?
I could not stay away… not at all
I was never one to leave this alone
I have to see you for one last time
Catch me before I fall
I am foolish for you

When a woman feel so foolish to endeavor a love that was once lost. | This is inspired on my 3rd relationship especially when it wasn't right for me.
Charmaine Rose "as it beats back."

cranium feels like eggs
scrambling around the tears
and anger.

why does it do this?
beating the cranium
as it beats back.

questioning,crying
starving,laughing,
screaming,dying.

am i caged in?
can i not control myself?
will i lose it?

run by big hands and
little voices
it reminds me of the past
doubting the future

i panic and try to breathe
i struggle.

i'm drowning on land
choking on air.

am i losing my mind?
am i slowly on the way
to frequent pills?

will i lose the little
hands and big voices
that control me?

Stuart Lee "The sun beats down, the air blasts inside,"

Burgundy, white, black, blue; all in a line.

SUV, 4-door, hatchback, minivan; waiting.

The sun beats down, the air blasts inside,
The calm before the storm-the building pregnant.

Suddenly they come. The students emerge from the womb
Into the outside world. We wait no more.

We pickup our little ones and take them home to be cherished.

Nik Bland "from on the floor, out the door, brain beats brawn"

Blood on the floor
Heart out the door
I'm 99 percent sure I can't do anymore
Here I'd be standing, but standing's demanding
So I stay on my knees, no idea what you're planning

Wrong to presume
Damn, this suit's new
Burning from the bullet, mixed blood, me and you
So afraid to ask if I'll live or is the casket...
Pause on that thought, because I'm too afraid to ask it

Body like lead
Ringing in my head
Got to get up or I'm gonna' get dead
What went south is what keeps nagging about
Small room, then boom, we shot, no room for doubt

Stumbling on
Knowing you're not gone
Blood from on the floor, out the door, brain beats brawn
Leading to an open door, adrenaline pumps my core
I don't need this anymore, my whole body bloody sore

Gun cocks, breaking in
Shot rings again
I yell for you to come from your place round the bend
My mistake was made and with my life I will pay
As you come from the door behind me, you shoot, and you win

 
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