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Mar 2015 · 9.5k
Liars
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I stopped trusting Men,
I stopped trusting Women too,
They are all LIARS.
I will never understand why people enjoy breaking down other peoples trust. As if we all do not have enough trust issues. The ones you think are honest seem to tell the most clever lies.
Mar 2015 · 12.3k
Unwanted
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Am I not enough?
I'm treated like an unloved,
Avoided of touch.
Aura is a powerful thing.
Mar 2015 · 1.3k
Short Lived
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
If you were to die,
Before you truly had lived,
Had you lived at all?
Well?
Mar 2015 · 924
For Better or Worse
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Things may be better,
When the worst is left unsaid,
Or so I had thought.
Thoughts
Mar 2015 · 1.0k
The Night Sky
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I always wondered,
Are the Stars as Beautiful,
From where you two are?
Mar 2015 · 974
A Devastating First Kiss
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
Maybe I expected too much,
A kiss with such passion it’d make me fall in love,
It would sweep me off my feet with its dialogue in tongue,
It would be every and anything I had thought it was.

It would be perfect.
Tilted head, parted lips,
Lusciousness and sweet glances,

A stroke to my cheek,
A gaze into my eyes,
Only to reach disappointment,
I slowly died inside.
When your first kiss with someone is not all you thought it would be...
Mar 2015 · 808
My Other Half
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I held a key once,
It was beautifully golden,
With diamonds encased in its body,
The mere sight caused thoughts I’d stole it.

I spent an eternity searching,
For the one lock it fits,
But after countless attempts,
--I began to question it.

Will I ever find my match?
Does one truly exist?
Have I been blindly mistaken?
And my mate is opposite of what I think it is?
The one you are supposed to be with is not always the one you think.
Mar 2015 · 440
Stay (13W)
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
If I were to walk away would you then ask me to stay?
They always seem to want you more when you stop wanting them.
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
The Ability of Poets
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I can touch you with words,
I can bring you to heights you’ve never been before,
I can caress your mind and envelop your spirit,
I can **** you so deeply into my expressions you have no choice but to taste them.
I can be your weakness and also your strength,
I can show you beauty in cloudy skies and sunsets,
I can empathize with you,
I can stand by when tears leave,
I can purify your soul and keep your mind at ease,
I can show you how to breathe –if you drown in me, I can be your release.
I can slow time and make you experience moments,
I can show you how metaphors will make you fall in love,
I can play with words until you feel their touch.
I can bring you happiness,
I can cause you pain,
I can show you passion until it drives you insane.
I can tell you secrets,
I can tell you lies,
I can show you heaven and hell through my lines.
Poets have the ability to make you see, feel and hear things in each their own way.
Mar 2015 · 530
Fears
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
If I run away from my fears,
Would I then be free?

Would I be chased by my demons?
—Refusing to release me.

Would they knock me down?
Would they make me fight back?

Or would I turn around on my own?
—And decide to conquer them?
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
The Antidote
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I could heal you;
The toxin that rages inside could be no more,
If you would only give me the tools.

I could find your broken pieces.
I could break down your walls.
I could show the beauty again that once was.

I could be your escape.
I could be the one to give you sunshine after the rain.

I could be your antidote.
I could cancel out their poisons.
I could do the opposite of those by whom you've once been broken.

I could teach you how to trust.
I could teach you how to love.
I could teach you how to once again be you.
I could be your antidote if you would allow me to.
Mar 2015 · 3.0k
Are You Afraid of Love?
Poetic Artiste Mar 2015
I am not afraid of love.
I am afraid of being hurt beyond repair.

I am afraid of giving my all to one,
Who may not always be there.

I am afraid of losing myself
And never finding my way back.

I am afraid of falling in love--
If you aren't falling back.
Feb 2015 · 5.4k
Beautifully Ugly
Poetic Artiste Feb 2015
I can tell you that you’re beautiful,
You will not believe me.

I can tell you that you mean everything to me.
You will not care.

I can tell you that you are perfect.
You will accuse me of lies.

I can tell you that you are ugly.
I can tell you I hate you.
I can tell you that you disgust me.

Would then a disagreement come to mind?
People will listen to every negative and never hear the positive.
Poetic Artiste Feb 2015
Her eyes spoke to me;
The deadliest story,
A burden of trust in true loves mourning.
When two hearts meet,
A beating vessel will rhyme,
A chime for two at loves first time,
A pump that quickens,
A panic arise,
How cruel can Love be—when at first sight?
Do you believe in Love at first site? Is love at first site its own demise?
Oct 2014 · 1.1k
Skin Deep
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
Is your ulterior beauty justified by what my eyes perceive?
Or is that which is held within its own shade of hideousness?
Will appealing faces arrange for my downfall?
—Being captivated solely by how beautiful you are?
Or will reality shatter and return me to my senses?
Will your charm have weakened and my guard have lessened?
Will I shred your layers and be able to see?
Who are you really when I plunge skin deep?
Oct 2014 · 732
Away
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
I cared far too much,
But it was never enough...
All has gone away.
Oct 2014 · 4.0k
Different
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
I thought differently,
—Much differently of you.
You turned out to be the same,
As they all do.
Maybe they are right...maybe you can never really know someone to their core.
Oct 2014 · 965
Pieces
Poetic Artiste Oct 2014
I want to know every piece of you.
Mind, body, soul,
I want to go deeper than anyone has known.
I want to learn your fears, your dreams—
Your likes—dislikes,
Strengths—weakness.
I want to know you so well,
Your tastes become mine.
1 Minute Freewrite
Sep 2014 · 794
No More Us
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
I once meant everything to you.
I was yours as much as you were mine.
No one could come between us.
No one to jeopardize what was fated to be.
—or so I thought.
It always begins perfectly.
falling in love,
Becoming captivated in embraces, voices, hugs...
Then things turn awry.
Simple issues become large.
Positivity swings to negativity,
Love turns to hate.
Love making turns to meaningless *****.
Warm embraces run cold.
Bonds dwindle into oblivion.
No more cuddling.
No more touch.
No more feelings.
No more love.
Regretfully—No more us.
Sep 2014 · 348
Did You Ever?
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
Did you ever stop to think?
That maybe—just maybe,
This was meant to be...
Sep 2014 · 1.6k
Addicting Embraces
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
The call to slumber was never so alluring,
Until nights you were near,
From warmth emitting your body,
To the scent of your hair,
The silhouette of your frame,
Shifting to meet the shapeliness of mine,
Like fingers meeting fingers our bodies lay intertwined.

Peacefully we lie.
Arms draped securely around you,
Your head snug aloft my breast,
Forehead resting lightly against my chin,
Delicate glances upward,
Affectionate are the kisses given.
Ear to chest—sound of the finest heartbeat,
Floating further toward slumber with each pounding melody...
Sep 2014 · 737
The Missing Piece
Poetic Artiste Sep 2014
Unexpectedly,
You sweep me off my feet.
Like when tide meets shore—you complete me.

Without you lonesome walks spur need to reminisce.
As if the tumbling leaves bear a delectable breeze; a trace even—your incomparable scent.

Traveling miles with ease to be lost in my love for you.
No matter the roads ventured,
Promises shed to always find way back through.

Even whilst lost you are radiance—my lantern.
The end of my channel never has shown so bright.
Clearly, with you I see,
If being whole is one, you are the missing piece.
Aug 2014 · 964
Love & Regret
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If for one moment,
I let my walls down for love—
Would there be regret?
Aug 2014 · 3.9k
Tattoos
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
My skin lacks comfort.
Terrified of my true form,
I hide behind ink.
I may not have any tattoos myself but I love body art and what it signifies.
Aug 2014 · 31.3k
Chocolate Kisses
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Hershey’s—the best kiss,
When our lips meet chocolate,
We become addicts.
Aug 2014 · 7.0k
Nature's Beauty
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Nature is beauty.
True Beauty—like the sun’s rays,
Gleaming on your skin.
Aug 2014 · 2.9k
Humble Haikus
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
A Haiku a day,
Lets curiosity stay,
Humble your musings.
Aug 2014 · 1.3k
Standstill Love
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If love could stand still,
Just long enough for my grasp,
I woudn’t let go.
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
When blue skies turn gray,
Darkness spreads like wildfire,
No life to be spared.
Aug 2014 · 2.5k
Sinful Thoughts
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Lustfully creating chemistry in the bedroom,
Day dreams to wet dreams,
May I play out my sinful thoughts on you?

Your body—my favorite leisure.
Cravings unbearable,
The flavor of your lips forever engraved in my memory.

Will the next be better than the first?
Again a chance to savor your sweetness,
—To hear your moans escape.

Your body against my body, rhythmically our hips gyrates.
Desire for your passion—longing for your embrace.
The ******* of my neck—bites I cannot take.

Excitement, I cringe at the presence of you.
Fingers tactically stroking—smear my wetness.
Low gasps when you penetrate.

****** after ******, now allow me to stimulate.
Exposing all of my weaknesses,
I want you—intimately; the best way.
Aug 2014 · 820
What is Love?
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Love—what does it mean?
Pleasure and sincerity?
Unbreakable bonds?
Opinions on Love? To each his own.
Aug 2014 · 1.7k
A Little Too Comfortable
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I never anticipated this.
The ease of our connection,
Sharing my space--mind flooded,
Drowning in apprehensive feelings as I lie awake next to you.

I am not used to your embrace.
Is it terrible that with you I feel safe?
Am I trapped solely within the moments we share?
When hours seem like minutes just because you are here.
Aug 2014 · 26.8k
Kisses
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
The taste of your lips.
Temptation I can’t resist
Let me savor you.
I.B, I enjoy kissing you <3
Aug 2014 · 876
Another Sealed Story
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If I unlocked my pages,
Would you read me?

If I showed you my chapters,
Would you remember my details?

If I opened my heart to you,
Would you accept me?

If I let down my walls,
Would you care for me?

If you ripped one of my pages,
Would you mend me?

If you scratched my cover,
Would you heal me?

If you completed me,
Would you toss me out?

If I didn’t intrigue you enough,
Would I be forgotten about?

If I served my purpose,
Would I be kept near forever?

Or would I return to the shelf?
Collecting dust,
Never again to be cherished or touched.
Until the silk of my pages lose their beauty becoming foxed.
As if I were not recently in your arms.
Enjoying the warmth of fingertips slowly turning my leaves,
Adoring the tender gaze set upon me,
While nearing a closing inevitably,
Why should I break my seal for you?
Aug 2014 · 993
Ambivalence: The Cycle
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
One moment I want you
The next, unsure

One moment my hearts open
The next, a closed door

One moment feelings overwhelm me
The next, no more

One moment I feel safe
The next, scorned

One moment I dream
The next, reality hits

One moment I am decisive
The next, ambivalent

One moment I am ok
The next, I cycle again

One moment I know I want you
The next, I am unsure...

Will this perpetuation ever become anything more?
Aug 2014 · 710
Do You Remember? 5-7-5
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
Do you remember?
You swore to me that you cared
Too soon endings near.
5-7-5 Second Attempt :)
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I was not always this way
Broken
I was happy once
Before they stole it
I did not always assume
They fashioned me this way.

These walls I have were not always here
They were created to protect me
Protect me from the wrong people
The ones with secreted intention

My generosity was once limitless
I would love without boundaries
I could trust
I was free
Most notably I was me

I was sweet
They made me bitter
I was once warm
They made me cold
I was loving once
They made me hate
I was once open
They made me shut myself away

I was Happy
Truly happy once
It all began to fade
Attempting to shelter myself from harm
I built these walls
No love allowed
They changed me
Picking up the pieces to loves bitter tragedies
I remain
Another shattered masterpiece
Sometimes life throws you lemons. You  choose what to make of them.
Aug 2014 · 1.2k
I Am Not Supposed To...
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I am not supposed to want you
Yet I reminisce of our night
The shudder that overcame me
From touches so light
The caress of my cheek
The passion of your kiss
Too genuine a gaze
I became trapped within
I harbor such a secret
I desire your slightest strokes
While temptation tugs at my wishes innermost
Powerless against my arousal
How can I keep this contained?
I am not supposed to want you...
I am NOT supposed to want you!
...But I cannot do without you.
Do you want me the same?
Aug 2014 · 533
Bleeding Poetry
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
If I bled words
What a beautiful tragedy my death would be.
The bloodiness of murderous verse
Slowly coursing from still veins,
Fascination ensued by the deep redness of my shade
Read me like the deadliest novella.
My corpse dispenses rhyme after rhyme
Slowly seeping into oblivion as time flows by
Smearing the floor with my everlasting essence
The sincerity of my words permanently staining the carpet
Frozen over gaze as you capture the look in my eyes
Holding on to seconds of life as time drifts by
Alone but leaving behind trails of divinity
A beautiful death as I lie, I die bleeding profound poetry.
Aug 2014 · 904
Unsaid Wishes
Poetic Artiste Aug 2014
I wish you could see through me
So you know my intensions with you

I wish you could read my mind
The less I have to verbalize the less you question what is true

I wish you would let your guard down
Allow your heart to be free

I wish you would stop combating
What is undeniably meant to be

I wish the words I articulate
Could teach the morals I value

I wish you were open to understand
Not everyone is out to hurt you

I wish the past hadn’t happened
But if that were so, would you still be you?

I wish you could understand what true love is
Detach the vines you allow to trap you

I wish you could find yourself
Without losing parts of you

I wish I could tell you it is easy
Without having that be a lie to you

I wish my unsaid wishes would someday come true, but they won’t.
Decision set in stone, No one ever again shall become close to you.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
Burning pleasure with each swallow
I love the way you taste.
Eradicate the stress.
Numb the pain.

In search for freedom
Steps to intoxication I take
Consumed in reflection
With each swig memories fade.

No matter the quantity internally vacant I remain.
How many more sips
How many more shots
For the remnants to trail away?

Ethanol
My aching addiction
Course through my veins
Life is nil without you.

Unable to remember
Questioning what was said
Passively expelling secrets
Drunkenly fearless I am.

Drowsiness imminent
Slurred speech
Coordination weak
Emotions wavering

Artery pressure low
Heartbeat delayed
Thoughts sway
Respirations slow.

Inhibitions lessen
Concentration impaired
Reflexes diminish
Hangover in the distance

Another day
Another drink
Inevitably it happens.
I succumb again.

Time reverses the inebriated.
If only time could annul the loss in me.
Subdue the recollections.
Until then sobriety is not for me...
Jul 2014 · 413
Never Good Enough
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
Nothing I ever did was good enough for you
Surprise visits
Unexpected gifts
Handwritten cards I’d mail with a kiss

The scent of my perfume on the envelope
My finest cursive written within
My sole purpose was to make you happy
My heart’s content to make you smile

You didn’t believe my actions were genuine
Trapped in the sense of being undeserving
Allowing your subconscious to tear you down
Tale after tale

Pushing me astray
Ruining us deliberately
Instead of letting faith play its role
You drove me away with your denial

Your mission now accomplished
I fell out of love with you
Another shattered heart I have to mend
Bitter heartache is the release of being freed

I had to let you go
Nothing I could tell you would make you believe,
You are worthy of me.
How is it that people always tell me I am too good for them or that they do not deserve me? Why do we settle for less or equal when we could have more? Low Self Esteem gets the best of too many.
Jul 2014 · 581
Missing You
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
Your perfect teeth and beautiful smile
Your freckles
Most of all
Your hugs
The feeling of melting in your arms
The smell of your curly hair
The warmth of your mulatto skin
The energy you would bring
The tighter the hold
The deeper I would sink

I Miss You :(

Is the view as gorgeous looking down as it is when I look up towards heaven?

R.I.P Beautiful
The good really do die young :(. You really did give the best hugs <3.
Jul 2014 · 28.7k
Irresistible Seduction
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
Simple words escape ever so parted lips
Voices of the sweetest seduction
My undeniable weakness
“I want you”
Whispers of the finest intentions

The warmth of your breath brushes across my ear
Fingertips glide down the shapeliest of curves
Caressing jewels
Excitement builds
Moans escape...
Drenched in the sweetest place

Passion
Inhale, Exhale
The deadliest of pleasures
My needs, your wants
All accounting for desperate measures

Start, Stop
Location is no matter
Subtract clothes
Divide legs
I speak in tongues your body loves to hear
Tracing lines in ways you cannot manage to bear

I am the worst of teasers.
Jul 2014 · 362
Come Back To Me
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
I miss you.
The sweet you
Caring you
Beautiful you
Gentle you
The kind you
Forgiving you
The you before you were broken
The you before you were stolen
Taken captive by those who are undeserving

I trusted too easily.
Will you please forgive me?
Can we start over?

I will spend an eternity picking up the pieces to make you once again whole.
I will be careful with you this time.
I will keep you protected.
I will keep a watchful eye.

My heart

Walls of steel will shield you.
I will barricade you by doors.
I will protect you with locks.
You will be secure.

You need not worry.
But you have to know when to let me go.
Release the mind-set of being numb
Trust me enough
To be careful with you
I will be attentive of who I give you to.

I will hold on to you
I know you are a little unsteady
But if you don’t release me
How will I ever find love?
Jul 2014 · 763
This "Thing" We Call Like
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
I hate it
I hate liking people
I hate being vulnerable
I hate that I want you

I hate that you have power over me
That I don’t want you to
I hate how beautiful you are
I hate your perfect teeth and clumsiness scars
I hate your weirdness
And your awkwardness too

I hate your sarcasm
I hate your adorable laugh
I hate that your voice is cute

I hate how open I am with you
I hate that you are broken
I hate what you have been through
I hate that every piece of me wishes I could help you

I hate your accent
I hate your perfect hair
I hate your caramel skin tone
I hate your lips
I hate that I still want to kiss you

I hate that you are going to read this
Knowing I am speaking of you
No regrets for what I say
All it is is truth

Most of all,
I hate that I have to pretend
I hate that I have to conceal
I hate that I have to become nonchalant to the fact that I feel for you
So I will continue to hate all the things I like about you.
I really do hate liking people. The words are better said than unsaid.
Jul 2014 · 440
Better Left Unsaid
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
My eyes tell stories my mouth fails to speak
Words are a burden
When the causes leave streams of tears on me
It is all better left unsaid.

If I lower my lids will my secrets be safe?
Shut the windows to my soul
Keep them closed
And the awful memories be erased

Or will they come back to haunt me
Again another day?

When will I truly be happy?
Forgiving and forgetting are by far two different things.
Jul 2014 · 605
Mouth Full of Lies
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
The sweetest words escape a mouth full of lies
You think I am unaware
I see beyond the disguise
I know what love means
I know how love feels
I know the love we have
Just isn’t real

Stuck in the daydream
Of a hopeless romance
We started out perfectly
I thought it would last

The passion addicting
The *** –amazing
Your kisses breathtaking
But I was mistaken...
Your exterior perfection
The interior heartbreaking...

You are not who you say you are
My trust now abused
Drawing an ending sooner than we both knew

No more second
No more third
No more fourth and so on chance
My patience for you has now reached its max

I try to forgive
I try to forget
But you lie and you lie
Again and again
I believe you

The audacity you present
To look me in my eyes and say
I Love you
I Love...you
With a mouth full of lies

The facade of innocence long overdue
This deception now expected
Years you've perfected the craft
A true player’s form
Always sure to cover your tracts

But I was always two steps ahead of you
I had only turned a blind eye
Accepting less than deserved
Now I question why
I am finished now

No more second
No more third
No more fourth and so on Chance

Love does not lie
Love does not cheat
Love does not cause pain to extents I weep on my knees

But still I thought I loved you
I thought I needed you
I wanted you
But you are not the one for me
This love not pure
Tainted, young and naive

I too shall move on
I too shall love again
I too shall be happy and live with sustenance

Fall deeper in love than the earth’s core
Meet someone who digs deeply enough they find my broken soul
They will pick up the pieces to securely heal me
Then I will say honestly
To the love who is true
I Love you.
Sincerely
I. Love. You.
Jul 2014 · 2.3k
Queen of the Garden
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
It was not my first intention
Courting, that is
Never my strongest of suits
Known to closest my true emotions
I let my colors speak for me

The crispness of my whites
Radiating pure innocence
The warmth and joy of my yellows
Welcoming
My orange hints
Full of desire and energy
The subtleness of my pinks
Portraying my delicacy and grace

Be around a bouquet of me
The sweetest thoughts of the most gentle sentiments
Will arise alone from my aroma

After having met my thorny stems
You are rewarded by my silky texture
My mesmerizing fragrance
The spectrum of my colors entice
I spread my own rainbow across the skies

I tease, I flirt
All to my liking
However seducing
Although said to be a natural
I prefer to be picked
Coat smooth as the most delicate of flowers
Queen of the Garden
Rosa is my name.

Different needs call for different hues
I am divine.
I am romantic.
The presence of me, pleasant
The perfume I emit, calming

Creative minds put me to good use
A trail lines the hall
Crimson flutters leave a path to your bedroom
Delicately placed aloft the best of Egyptian cotton
What better sight of affection to see?
The flush of color to my cheeks when we meet
The thumping of my hearts beat?
Rose petals on the sheets?
From sponge baths to massages
Chocolate dipped scarlet strawberries
Each affair we have is the most superb of quality

My red appearance not the deepest of color
But its beautiful elegance is the most sought after of shades
A symbol of deep burning undying passion
Signifying the most immortal dramatic love
The Red Rose is The Rose of all roses.
Rosa is my name.
Poetic Artiste Jul 2014
The quiet nights spent alone
Cold as the iciest winter
Wandering wondering
If things had happened in reverse,
Would they be somewhat better?

True Affliction
Unwise decisions
Regretting forgiveness that was once given
Faulty thoughts
Impaired judgments
Logic flawed with justifiable reason

Transgressing to levels uncertain
A tornado of doubt destroys every light in sight
With every dreadful memory that resurfaces
Of the darkest times in her life

The anxiety clouds her mind
Uncertainty glares from behind her eyes
Scars of past loves, past exes, past wounds, past lies
They cover her face

Shown in the bags above her cheeks
The darkness behind her pupils
And the depression contained in them
A midnight black
A dark hole only caused by deep sorrow
Unfathomable Heartache

Overly afraid of the unknown
How will she learn to let go?
As if instinctively hesitant of others intentions
She treads vigilantly amongst
Those of even the utmost caliber

Stern refusal to release her guard
Such little remaining to give
She clings sacredly onto the last of her

To think,
Never again will she slip and fall
Blindly into loves tainted cage
Never again will she be trapped in loves locks
Like an animal untamed
Internally shattered in a zoo of impure emotion
How will she decipher the wrong from the right person?

Passively awaiting
The next bearer of alleged variation
When history has too often chosen to repeat
The differences in being different
Eventually turn out to be exactly the same
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