Poetic Artiste

Poetic Artiste May 2016

I know that you've been hurt,
and forgiveness hasn't come easy.
I know that you're afraid,
of giving yourself away.
I know your heart is pure,
and the pain within remains.
But I pray to God someday,
all your broken pieces become mended,
and the terrible memories erased.
Hurt people, hurt people,
Not one of us is perfect,
You'll always be hurt by someone,
find the one who's worth it.

#love #life #pain #hurt #forget #forgive

Poetic Artiste May 2016

Forgotten Daisies

As the days passed,
I grew to be wise,
But the sun shine became dim,
and the rain fall --light.
I felt my petals crumble,
and my stem begin to wilt,
I let pieces of me fall,
Now I look back and wish,
That I'd never been a seed,
only to grow old and tired.
I once was a beautiful flower,
Until my petals died.

Take care of you. Don't expect anyone else to tend to your needs.

#love #self #life #die #flowers #you #worth

Poetic Artiste Apr 2016

?

How many more times must you break me?
Before you realize you need to stop trying to put the broken pieces
back together.

Give me your all...or don't give me anything....

Poetic Artiste Apr 2016

...

When you said
you wanted to kiss my lips,
which ones did you mean?

Hmmmmm.

Poetic Artiste Apr 2016

Kiss It Better

He thought a kiss would fix it,
as if these wounds could be erased,
by a simple delicate gesture,
alongside mind blowing ***,
He thought I'd stay,
even as he pierced me with lies,
Hurt People, hurt people,
Until they feel hopeless and empty,
--he's begging me for another chance,
says he will do anything to be with me,
I asked what he is willing to do,
to become a better man.
I know I need to leave,
*but my heart is in his hands.

Poetic Artiste Apr 2016

Sweetest Dreams

Do you really dream about me?
of my warmth?
of my lips,
or of my tongue between your thighs,

Do you ever dream about my sweetness?
of my hands,
of my scent,
or of my smile?

Do you dream about my eyes,
of my face,
of my gaze?
or of my lips locking yours?

Do you ever dream about my touch?
of my confidence,
of my hands cupping your waist,
or of my fingers gliding inside?

What is it that you dream of?
Confess to me the depths of our love in your mind.

Trying something different. Free write. Official Ending TBA.

#life #future #dreams

Poetic Artiste Apr 2016

She's...

She's Tired...
of the broken promises,
and of the broken dreams,

She's tired.
of being unappreciated,
taken for granted and hurt.

of lies rolling off your tongue,
and of the swelling tears,
she'd learn to hide.

She's tired of feeling replaceable,
disappointed and undesired,

of broken hearts,
--broken trust,
and of the emptiness she feels.

She's tired,
of being yours,
when you do not know how to love her.

Are you ever tired of it all?

#love #heartbreak #desire #disappointment #tired #emptiness #replaceable