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We were meant to be, meant to be free
free from each other, free to love someone else
in the end, it’s just me
standing here alone questioning myself
As I say goodbye to that star in the sky
I ask why I cry or why I wasn’t meant to see it fly
so much time wasted, why did I still try
when it died years ago before my very eye
We’re meant to fall, fall right out of love
no longer friends going our separate ways
you’re happy with another lover
while I’m just here crying away my days
- Poetic Venom
We never dated yet I fell in love
I played the fool, why do fools fall in love
I was stuck in stupid, your vibe was the glue
& sadly enough, I never knew you
Addicted to your smile & hooked on your presence
didn’t pray for your approach but you became that blessing
I waited years to be your everything, just to walk away
crying & broken is how I spent these past few days
You broke my heart in the worst way but forever I wish you greatness
I fell in love with a stranger who was so faithless
- Poetic Venom
I was asked once on why I love to write so much
& I answered saying that you don’t how impactful words can touch
the souls of those that you’ve never met a day in your life
especially those who feel like a lost cause & feel the need to give up on life
I write for the pain, I write for the hurt, I write for the deep thoughts
that speak to the rain whenever the heart feels like it’s being haunt
I write for those who don’t have anyone else to turn to
crying out for help but yet they remain see through
I write for the women of life who give so much but get so little
Love & War with their hearts being dead smack in the middle
I write for the teens battling depression that seek self harm
you know the ones referred to as “troubled” or “sick” with cuts on their arm
I write for myself for the thoughts in mind that can’t be said out loud
I’m a gifted poet with a rare touch & I’m **** proud
Poetry is Life, Poetry is Passion, Poetry is Freedom, Poetry is Therapy
I could’ve called it quits a long time ago but poetry is the one thing that’s saved me
-Poetic Venom
What is Love? Love is Pain
Love is Fear, Love is crying with the Rain
Love is looking in the mirror & accepting what you see before you
Love is loving yourself enough not to settle for less than someone who can't adore you
Love is being in love with the fact that you're simply amazing
Loving is realizing what you bring to the table, never begging for love, & let make you chase it
What is Pain? Pain is Depression, Pain is Hell
Pain is trying to overcome what hurt you but the damage wont let you prevail
Pain is giving your everything every time but getting nothing in return
Pain is having the Heart of Gold but the treatment of hell & it's something you don't deserve
Pain is that devil on your shoulder convincing you to do evil
Making you hate everyone around you even your own people
What is Love? Love is Joy, Love is Happiness, Love is an Emotional Rainbow
What is Pain? Pain loving someone who makes your heart erupt like a volcano
Man in the mirror, what can I say?
You knew it would come to this day
Feeling like a ***** up for the things you did
Out here wildin’ but somehow, still without a kid
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Trying to replace someone in all the wrong faces
You had the best thing you could ask for & blew it
How could you be so selfish & stupid
Too busy feeding your ego as well as your pride
Convincing these women you love em when it’s all lies
Funny how you despise your father but became just like him
Willing to lust over any woman that seemed to like him
You let a woman gas you up when she’s blushing from you flirting
The right one came & left but let’s be honest, you deserved it
That’s what you get when you listen to your head & not your heart
Trying to win bragging rights instead of playing the right card
But I get it tho, you ain’t used to that lust attention
Making women feel good like you’re what they’re missing
You truly went from being a King to a ******
from the perfect lover to just another man *****
You're supposed to be her Peace but her became like her past
Messing her head up just to *** her crazy then put her last
Amazing how you hurt the one woman who wasn’t full of games
then continue with your miserable life like you have no shame
The amazing Mr f up & your pride won’t let you take the blame
just giving her another reason to believe y’all are all the same
- Poetic Venom
An honest poem to the younger me when I was feeding my ego & didn't care about the feelings of the females that I was dealing with at the time. I don't know how many men can accept the fact that they f'd up a good thing but this is a start. Can't take it back, just learn from it
The Beauty of Me goes deep but most men wouldn’t know where to begin
to them, I’m only a prize that they feel like they have to win
They look at the clothes I wear & the pride in my stride
or the presence so dominant & the confidence it has to provide

The Beauty of Me is more than just a cute face or curvy waist
more than just nice round hips or my physical attraction
more than just how my presence causes such a distraction
but to them, I’m mainly looked at as a one time experience of satisfaction

The Beauty of Me would be magical to the perfect King
he’ll take a look within the windows of my soul
he’ll see a Queen of Excellence whose not afraid to be alone
a Queen of a rare stature that’s strong enough to stand on her own

It’s more than the love I’m able to give or the heart I have to offer
it’s the vibe that can’t be found anywhere else
a woman who’s fearless & confident within herself
when the beauty enhancements fade, beauty will still exist
the Beauty of Me, can only come true to the perfect wish
-Poetic Venom
I’m a woman of many flaws & imperfections
often silent but never short of verbal or physical expressions
Some may tell me that I ignore my self worth
but they don’t understand how hard it is when you’ve been so hurt
To give your heart to so many, only to feel like a piece of meat
wanting to be loved, to feel secured, yet all I’ve felt was defeat
I smile to hide the pain that I’m battling inside
always left beside the road for those that I offer a ride
The Woman I am, many wouldn’t understand the storm overhead
that causes me to lose sleep when I’m tossing & turning in bed
I lose faith within myself, blaming the pain on myself
feeling unworthy & not good enough to love anyone including myself
Many say my heart is a treasure, many say my heart is gold
but I take it with a grain of salt cause that’s been the greatest lie I’ve been told
I’m a Woman of great pain, a woman who’s cry dances with the rain
a woman whose been left heart broken & played but somehow still sane
I’m a Woman of a thousand tears & each tear has its own story to tell
with a heart that’s brutally shattered from all the destruction of mans hell
-Poetic Venom
After talking with some of my female friends, it inspired me to write something from their perspective.
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