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Nov 2017 · 922
A Dozen Heartbreaks
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I try to hide from the places in my head...
But running is not an option...
Facing the pain is like reaching out to grab a dozen roses only to be stabbed with thorns...
I used to say...I will worry about the pain later....
Left ******, leaking a trail across my paths,
Everywhere I look the ground is painted red....
I close my eyes... but the smell of lead perfumes the air and my fingers are wet with the essence.....
I can not run from my mind.
So I hide in the shadows lost at my thoughts...
The memories are a burden to bear,
I’m hurting....
Hurting...
Yet no one is there.
Why haven’t I been found yet?
I open my eyes....looking down at my tightly, clenched fist, dead roses, dried blood, leaves withering...
All this time I’d been holding on to pain,
When my mind could have told my body...
It’s ok...to let go...of it...
Nov 2017 · 629
Raw
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
Raw
Raw

My mind is the only part I have left of me....
And for that it is sacred...
My secrets are mine...
I’ve shared few with anybody...
It is more than sharing a story...
These are my deepest, darkest fears and insecurities...
The reasons that make me me...
So much I can’t tell...
So much I can’t say...
So much I refuse to admit...
I can’t risk losing myself by betrayal again.
I know in my heart that I won’t come back from it.
Nov 2017 · 619
I’ve Been Changed
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I have waited for this moment to come,
All my life I’ve felt broken.
Picking up pieces of the stolen parts of me,
Regaining my innocence to the best of my ability,
Accepting that what is meant for me will come easily,
I am picking up my pieces...
I am discovering who I’m meant to be...
And even with my tribulations... I know I’m better than my past.... I’m more than my history.
Nov 2017 · 562
Sweetness
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
Taste, sweet as honey,
You’re my favorite dessert,
I’ll savor all day.
Nov 2017 · 512
Out of Sight
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I once loved your face,
Now I hate the sight of you,
Please just stay away.
Nov 2017 · 427
Attraction
Poetic Artiste Nov 2017
I tried to break free,
Avoiding, -no easy task,
Swept right off my feet.
Oct 2017 · 607
Nightmares
Poetic Artiste Oct 2017
I’d stay up all night to avoid the monsters in my dreams,
I didn’t want another night gasping for air,
-afraid to sleep.
It was too much to hide in silence,
There was something crying aloud,
I tried to overcome it,
-I kept the fears to myself.
But most days my mind was cluttered,
And my heart was heavy
The sharp pains in my chest only caused me to be angry.
I wanted a release,
I knew what I needed to do,
But I kept killing myself,
So I wouldn’t lose you.
Sometimes we hold onto things we know we would be happier without. It is not your fault who you fall in love with. It is not your fault if someone treats you unfairly. It is their own. Don’t lose sleep over people who do not care, understand, or love you enough not to hurt you. Someone who truly loves you would never leave you like this.
Sep 2017 · 366
Sweet Music
Poetic Artiste Sep 2017
I imagine pleasing you would be like the slow pleasure of a freshly tuned guitar,
Wanting so badly to strum your chords,
But knowing I must first take it slow.
Jul 2017 · 1.9k
The Mind of a Sapiosexual
Poetic Artiste Jul 2017
Speechless conversations often lead me to mental *******,
But verbal ******* goes deeper than any relation,
Please excuse my bluntness but the thought alone of straddling your mind makes me weak...
Just a section, previously recorded, second half will not be released.
Jan 2017 · 1.2k
Foreseen Future
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
I knew this would happen,
All my fears came true,
I'm not afraid to love,
My fear of love, is you.
Self interpreting.
Jan 2017 · 712
What Is Love?
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
You snatched me up like a tornado,
Spiraling out of control,
And left in shambles,
Torn,
Confused,
As you up and go,
...to destroy another.
Or is that all that love isn't..
Jan 2017 · 825
Beautiful Desires
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
You give me goosebumps,
Before we've even touched,
I'm moist from you,
Weak and losing my breath,
Yearning for you,
Keeping you close,
The smell of you alone makes my toes curl,
And when you straddle me,
Tresses flowing over your beautiful *******,
If only you knew what you do to me,
When you lean in, delicately placing your lips on mine,
Letting our tongues find each other...
I wish this could last forever,
You're the only one I love to please and be pleased by,
& when you lay your body on me,
I can feel your diamond against mine,
The way we move in unison,
The moans,
The scratching,
The bites,
I...love...making love to you,
And when you smear your fingers in my wetness,
And dip them slowly in my clenched grip...
The whispers in my ear,
Pleading for me to always remain,
Speeding up with every sound,
Drowning in the moans,
I'm lost with you,
I'll...Always....be...yours...baby....
My Beautiful desires are fulfilled with you,
Don't take that away..
Make love to me <3
Jan 2017 · 940
Goodbye 2016
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
You have taught me so much.
How to love, let go, trust, and forgive.
-for that I am thankful.

I said you would be my year,
That clearly did not happen,
-but you've allowed me to grow.

After several moves, I'm finally content,
Progress is being made.
-I'm still alive.

I look back on this past year and all I have been through,
I keep asking myself, "why me?"
-but I guess that answer has fled in the winds.

2017, I look forward to you.
Success, happiness, self-love, -I need you.

I may be starting another year with a broken heart but God, if there is one thing I ask of you,
Please don't let this bitterness fester within me.
Free me.
Jan 2017 · 620
Addicted
Poetic Artiste Jan 2017
I could look at you all day,
And never get tired...
Your face is one of the only things,
That keeps my smile alive.
Aug 2016 · 569
My Weakness
Poetic Artiste Aug 2016
I love the way you spread your legs for me,
just enough for me to slip inside,
Your beauty is indescribable,
from your small, perky, *******,
to your smooth, voluptuous thighs,
Succulent *******,
juicy lips,
I can't help myself from holding onto your neck,
this choker does things to me I can't explain,
I want to please you,
hurt you,
why is it that I wish to cause you pleasurable pain?
You don't understand what you do to me...
I can taste you for hours,
Suffocating between your legs,
drowning in your juices,
and I'll never be satisfied.
I crave you,
Your scent,
your touch,
your body,
your lips,
your love.
I want to bask in your ambiance,
As my fingers roam each crevice of your immaculate canvas,
and we collapse into each others arms,
—your gaze locked with mine,
hearing your hushed voice speak,
of how you want this love to last —lifetimes.
All I want is you.
Jul 2016 · 956
To be....loved.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2016
I never thought I'd say this,
that I'm unsure of what it means to be loved,
or to love another.
I remember the love I've had for past loves,
Nervousness,
Uncontrollable blushing,
Butterflies in my stomach,
Connections that never felt like they could be broken,
The glances I couldn't break,
because I'd be captivated by the beauty of loving them,
then each of those loves ended,
and I'd been forced to leave them in the past,
finding new loves,
new meaning,
new connections,
that don't feel the same.
Now I question the meaning of love,
What does it mean to be in love?
What does it mean to be loved?
What does it mean to love another?
Am I in love?
Am I capable of being in love?
--or am I here existing?
Breathing in this love,
Only because this love feels safe?
I've confused myself on my own beliefs,
when the pure-hearted,
Non-bitter,
Young me,
always believed,
True love never fades away....
So tell me please...
What does it mean...
To be....loved?
To...love?
For you to be in love with me?
I've lost the meaning of this word,
I only hope to some day be shown that someone in this world,
will love me, for me.
I remember when I wanted a tattoo across my collarbone with those 5 words. T.L.N.F.A....but I'm glad I didn't because I don't know if I even believe this myself....If I can't/don't love myself how can I expect anyone to ever love me for me?....What a thing....to see how the tables have turned.
Jul 2016 · 1.1k
Six Word Story
Poetic Artiste Jul 2016
Ecstasy spoke, with murmurs in moans.

Begged endlessly, “Spare change?” –received pennies.

Fearful pain... [Swallow]...suicide [End scene].
3 submitted 6 word stories for UMASS Boston. I didn't win but I enjoyed picking my brain on how to create vivid imagery with the use of 6 words.
Jul 2016 · 880
Temporary Love
Poetic Artiste Jul 2016
It swept me up like a tornado,
and after time I fell
into its warm, dangerous cocoon,
I thought I'd never live to tell,
but then it all ruptured,
and I again was left exposed.
I thought this storm cleared paths for me,
and I'd find a place to call home,
but I had been mistaken,
this storm had been a disguise,
the tornado that swept me off my feet,
and made me feel alive,
has now been the reason I've since never stopped crying.
When you write...and write...and wonder if it makes sense. No edits. Freewrite. I wonder what you think...
Jul 2016 · 1.0k
Too Much..... [Haiku]
Poetic Artiste Jul 2016
A wise soul told me,
We do too much for others,
-not enough for us.
Jun 2016 · 560
313
Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
313
You make me feel all the seasons,
At times I don’t know what to expect,
If you’ll be Fall, and give me peace,
Or Winter, when I’m cold, --you’ll keep my warm,
Summers heat,
Beaches, --walks,
Picnics together in the park,
I want it all with you.
Will I be your Spring?
So I can give you butterflies?
I only hope to make you equally as happy,
And fulfill your wants and needs,
It feels like I have spent an eternity waiting for you,
But since we’ve met, I know you are the only one for me.
I’ve never been happier or felt more blessed.
It is as though I’ve known you all my life.
I love that I make you nervous,
And that I give you butterflies,
But nothing compares to how you make me feel,
With you,
I've never felt more alive.
Jun 2016 · 423
I Waited For You
Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
I feel myself...
taking steps towards love...
I no longer believed existed...
Jun 2016 · 419
Love
Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
I could love you forever,
and that still wouldn't be long enough.
Jun 2016 · 412
...
Poetic Artiste Jun 2016
...
I was told,
When you break a poets heart
you are forever in their lines.
May 2016 · 525
Where Are You?
Poetic Artiste May 2016
I don't want to search for love,
I want love....
to find me...
May 2016 · 19.3k
The Beauty of A Black Woman
Poetic Artiste May 2016
There is something about the beauty of a woman,
it shines in the whites of her eyes,
and the pearls of her teeth,
it is in the melanin of her skin,
and the black of her hair,
it is in the warm browns,
midnight blacks,
and the pinkness of her hidden flesh,
it is in the smell of her skin,
and the natural pheromone scents,
There is something about the beauty of a black woman,
that keeps pulling me in...
May 2016 · 855
I Wonder....
Poetic Artiste May 2016
I wonder if you'll ever regret how you treated me,
and the love you didn't appreciate.

I wonder if you'll reminisce
of the times I'd been in your thoughts.

I wonder if you'll ever change.

I wonder if you'll treat others better,
or if your ways will remain.

I wonder if you'll push it to the back of your mind,
so you don't have to remember.

I wonder if my heartbreak was a waste,
or if you'll learn from me and become better.
Another Fleeting Thought.
May 2016 · 679
Último beso
Poetic Artiste May 2016
When your lips meet mine,
I feel my heart flutter,
and when your tongue slips inside,
it pounds like drums.

I could never get enough of your kisses.
The softness pulled me in,
passion burned inside,
One look into your eyes and I feel my body cringe.

Goosebumps rise --you stroke my skin,
My body has weakened,
You pull me closer by the waist,
Your hands caress my back,
your fingers massage my shoulders,

Teasing me until your hands grip my neck,
--I gasp for air,
your grip has eased,
and you gently cup my face,

The forehead kiss I had once missed,
is placed along my face,
I hear your voice tell of your love,
But we can't be together,
Why do I keep coming back,
When your heart belongs to another.
May 2016 · 445
Impossible
Poetic Artiste May 2016
Loving another is impossible,
when you can't love yourself.
May 2016 · 459
Let It Go
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.
May 2016 · 799
Forgotten Daisies
Poetic Artiste May 2016
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.
Apr 2016 · 390
?
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....
Apr 2016 · 572
...
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
...
When you said
you wanted to kiss my lips,
which ones did you mean?
Hmmmmm.
Apr 2016 · 429
Kiss It Better
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
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.
Apr 2016 · 531
Sweetest Dreams
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
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.
Apr 2016 · 1.9k
She's...
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
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?
Apr 2016 · 492
Thinking Out Loud
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
Excited for the days when I can wake up to your lips,
and the warmth of your body on mine,
I'm waiting for the days when we can spend time together,
and be lost in time,
I'm happy for the endless laughs, smiles, and heartfelt words,
I'm patiently awaiting the day,
when I can be forever yours.
Apr 2016 · 487
Untitled
Poetic Artiste Apr 2016
I
can't
wait
for
my
chance
to
cater
to
you.
Day 1 of National Poetry Month. I am aiming to write at least one thing a day no matter how small.
Mar 2016 · 699
Her Garden
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
At times I want to pick you up,
And dive into your wilderness.
I want to rustle your flowers,
Play amongst trimmed leaves,
And even the bare dirt that stays grounded.
I just want to be in your garden.
Watching as your petals glisten for me,
I want to water you down,
My tongue, your hose.
I'll make sure you remain moist,
I aim to please,
This growing desire you need,
And if you accept my assistance,
I'll make your petals bloom.
Let me tend to your garden,
And I will forever bring pleasure,
To you.
Metaphors are a beautiful thing.
Mar 2016 · 387
Recreate
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
Can we recreate the past,
and recreate the tough years?
Can we leave our misery,
sorry,
anger,
and let the happiness stay?
I only want the good times,
Can I have the chance to let the bad be erased?
Mar 2016 · 386
Night Screams
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
I catch myself wanting to call out at night,
but I know no one will hear,
because I've push away all those,
who once had shown they cared.
Mar 2016 · 1.9k
These Leaves.
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
The green gives me life,
I roll them,
I smoke them,
I let my body rise,
I taste them,
I boil them, strain them,
I drink them,
as my favorite tea,
I bake them,
and eat them,
for a higher treat.
Respect the Green.
Mar 2016 · 455
Can We?
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
Can we lie in the sand,
and watch the clouds go by?
While the sun sets,
and the tide waves edge higher?
Can we dip our feet in the water,
and play within the sand?
Until we're in each others arms,
silent and attentive,
All I want to have is you,
safe and in my presence.
Mar 2016 · 592
Lifted
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
Can we rest on the clouds?
With the world at our feet,
Your presence is all that I need.

Can we talk for hours?
With open ears and hearts?
I don’t want to be judged for my damaged parts.

Can we make love?
With music taking lead?
I only wish to give you all of me.

Can we forget the past?
With our broken hearts and lost years?
I now know I want you...know that I care.

Can I plant my lips on yours?
With my eyes wide open?
I want to see you, feel you, with passion too potent.
Mar 2016 · 776
I'll Always Be There
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
When you’re at your lowest lows or on your highest highs,
I’ll be there when you’re ready to give up on life,
I’ll be there to save you from the Devils chains,
I’ll be there pick you up each time you’ve fallen down,
I’ll be there when you’re not ready to talk,
I’ll be there to listen when you’re afraid.
I’ll be there to guard you from the pain,
I’ll be there through the good and the bad,
I’ll be there for the bright or stormy days,
I’ll be there when nobody else is,
I’ll be there whenever you need me,

I only ask for you to promise that you will do the same.
Promise me this.
Mar 2016 · 625
Future King
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
He calls me his Queen,
And I have a piece of me,
Not ready for him.
Mar 2016 · 394
Stitches
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
To look back at myself,
And see that I’m healing.
When I thought I’d be broken forever,
But you came into my life,
And provided what I’ve been missing.
Taking steps to being made whole again.
Mar 2016 · 905
Fall in Love With a Poet
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
They'll write journeys of you,
within the depths of their eyes,
They'll think of you often,
and remember all times,
They'll paint passion,
with the sweep of their pen,
They'll feel deep, evocative spirits,
when voices relay what silk sheets have penned,
They'll tell of your kisses,
how they taste sweeter than wine,
They’ll tell of lips soft as clouds,
And tongues passionately sword fighting,
They'll speak of your flaws,
as if they are perfection,
They'll walk you into new worlds,
and seize hold of your heart,
They'll scribe their innermost desires between lines,
and grasp onto your soul,
They'll tell of your softness,
and how your skin favors silk,
They'll tell of your scent,
sweet and inviting,
They'll tell of your taste,
as tongues beg for nectar,
They'll speak of faith,
and the linking of two beings,
Fall in love with a Poet,
to be loved endlessly.
Fall in love with me and I will never let you forget that you are loved.
Mar 2016 · 468
Dueling Conscience
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
I'm at constant war,
With the voices inside of my head.
Mar 2016 · 451
...
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
...
Did you ever really love me?
Or was it all a lie?
Mar 2016 · 431
Where..
Poetic Artiste Mar 2016
I question to this day,
where you came from,
Why I met you,
and if this feeling,
is because we have met before.
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