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6.7k · Nov 2012
This Liking I Have
Angelique Nov 2012
I have a crush-no wait it's a liking

I do not know him in reality
Only through his writing

He seems to know his way with words
Which makes me wonder about his love
notes that must flow with admiration towards the girl he chases

An unimaginable distance separates us
Not only in miles but in understanding

He might be a lovely poet
But his lack of comprehension makes me worry

I have made a fool out of myself
In talking to him I have missed the obvious

His thoughts are written mysteriously and beautifully
But in his mind, I do not exist
Oh god, most days I wonder why I even wrote this.
3.6k · Oct 2016
Fierce Footprints
Angelique Oct 2016
the impact of mankind is profound
it's ridiculously simple
--childishly intent on giving commands and ordering respect
meanwhile leaving behind fierce footprints of disrespect
Angelique Dec 2016
instant retraction
retaliation of the mind
rejection is hard to understand
the underlying revelation blinding
A work in progress.
2.8k · Jan 2013
The Neighborhood
Angelique Jan 2013
Half destroyed houses
Yards that are empty and dry
A staircase that leads nowhere
Broken windows are left unnoticed
Barely alive
Life is sparked and people cause a fire
Fire burned down the neighborhood
2.3k · Oct 2016
Damned Compassion
Angelique Oct 2016
poetic truth tastes like risk
like a sting of dread
it's the apprecation of a frown
prayers in diguise
footsteps that dance in pain

a glorious shelter of ****** compassion
Angelique Apr 2013
You tried to decipher my
                                                   m
                                                       i
                                                         x
                                                            e
 ­                                                             d
                                                        signals
P r o b i n g into my feelings and thoughts only grew u s  apart
Hope for change in the way that
                                                       I am
                                           only caused us pain
You had told me love would change me but you never took into account all the
                                                                ­                                                  flaws
                                                                ­                                      we never knew about
Day after day of trying the same things only ended in
                                                                ­                           disappointment
                                                                ­                                                     despair
                                                         ­                                                                 ­       and hatred
When our faith in what could be achieved
                       ceased to exist
and our love
                      finally grew t h i n
                                                              o­nly few words were left to say
I wrote this on Friday the 12th of April

So yeah....I hope you like the poem and the format I put it in.

There are certain parts of it that I am unhappy with so I'll probably edit it later on.
1.8k · Sep 2013
Magicians
Angelique Sep 2013
Dissatisfied with ourselves
                                          and lonely with others
Seeking the truth
                             but speaking with lies
                                                                ­                                  
                              ­                                                   What a life
Breathing oxygen
                                 but expelling smoke
Turning love
                       into hatred
                                                                ­             We're magicians
I dunno I think this is ok...
I was writing with the intention to submit this to this school lit thing but I wanna submit something rather good and I just can't find it in me to write anything of that value.

Just as an extra...
http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/26yO4Q/:5SNCyoWq:aJs!zHd1/www.redbubble.com/people/turtledb/writing/2459562-dominate-my-dreams/
1.4k · Nov 2012
"Where will you go?"
Angelique Nov 2012
Death is when we truly begin to breath
A sigh of relief
No more troubles
That invade our mind
And makes us restless
At night
No more steps towards uncertainties
That can make us depressed beyond the boundaries of our mind
No more goal that are impossible to achieve
And make the hopes within our soul jump off of a bridge and reach its death eventually
The freedom gained by death elates us
but forces us to say," The end is near but the beginning surrounds us above and below. Where will you go?"
1.3k · Dec 2012
Reflection of a Battle
Angelique Dec 2012
Want to see the reflection of the battle?
It is pale and gray and seems like it is fading
Nothing can save it
No actions can change its appearance or the memories left behind
It is a battered, broken and slowly becoming less visible
Hidden behind all it can find
And what it once was, is no where in sight
I wrote this a couple of minutes ago. When I feel like writing I can write something in a couple of minutes but when I don't I can never come up with anything to write about.
Just something else to add... I cannot get Third Eye Blind- Jumper out of my head. It's like when you cannot get a song out of your head so you are constantly singing/humming it 24/7. Yup that is my situation. Anyways sorry for my random note.
1.3k · Mar 2015
What We Do Best
Angelique Mar 2015
We fear the feeling of acceptance because we cannot accept ourselves.
We hide any resemblance of beauty by calling it ugly.
We hide any resemblance of nature by industrializing it.
We turn a society that is no where near perfect into an image of achievement because we need somewhere to look to.
Why can we surpass our limits but not ourselves?
1.3k · Jul 2018
Love
Angelique Jul 2018
hello, hello - who's here to welcome me home?
where's the committee with the chariot
the very one Hades rode on

i traveled alone
with people
in search of a salvation
they said existed
but only
with death

oh joy!
bring it to me in the form of love
in the form of a six three
forty year old man
1.2k · Dec 2014
A Bump on the Road to Love
Angelique Dec 2014
It's the time to act on the promises
Instead of a welcoming embrace, I receive an apology
Played by the game I made
She deserves more too
But she has no clue
This is in the perspective of my friend. May she find what she's looking for.
1.2k · Oct 2016
Moral Fist
Angelique Oct 2016
awarness that is nearly tangible
--clenched in a moral fist where it will thrive amongst the genius, the vile and the emotionally crumbled
1.2k · Dec 2012
The Twisted Canvas of Life
Angelique Dec 2012
Guilt speaks desperately and the infinite stream of sanity
slowly crashes into a burst of sudden echoes
The promising canvas of life hangs twisted and the wandering nightmares,
gather unseen
The illusion allows ignorance to act freely and agony laughs
at those memories
Depression trails behind treasure and destroyed hopes surrender,
to tragedy
Desperation and temptation make way for distorted possibilities
1.2k · Nov 2013
Faded and Stained
Angelique Nov 2013
a searching universe
continued cries
evil kisses upon lies

worried people
missing secrets
the town is suddenly screaming

admist the chaos
wrapped in longing
a boy and his repeated demons
faded and stained
all but the same
darling bleed and release
I like how faded and stained contradict each other. I put it as a temporary title but once I get my myself together, I'll be uploading a new title.
1.2k · Feb 2016
Damaged
Angelique Feb 2016
ruined expectations
a destination of fools
obvious opportunities - lay damaged
the disappointment is hard to comprehend
and
the message is blinding
1.2k · Jul 2013
A Misfortune
Angelique Jul 2013
I am myself.
                     That's all
It's hardly anything but for you I will try to be everything

I don't know what will become of me
or
how life will shape me 5 years down the line
but
I promise to be forever thine

Just give me a chance
Take a step back
Take a breath
Let me down easy if you think I could never complete your picture
If that's the case then I hope you never meet another misfortune like me
So I wrote this a couple days ago and yeah I think it speaks for itself. I'm not too happy with the beginning of the last part but I'll take care of that later. As for the title....I'll be putting up the real title soon.
1.2k · Oct 2012
We are a nation
Angelique Oct 2012
I shall go
To not be judged
but hope to be let out and loved
Will it ever go my way?
The nation has buckled under the pressure
No one is certain in how they live
The paranoia has reached us
and
we are no longer the way that they have taught us
Stand Tall
Be confident in who you are
We are one as a nation
and
We believe in obligation
Not two against another
But one complete and together
1.1k · Feb 2016
Wingless Angels
Angelique Feb 2016
unknown voices
trapped in visions
find their reflection unappealing
shattered, they're left constantly longing for wingless angels
1.1k · Oct 2016
Silhouettes
Angelique Oct 2016
A miserable excitement
Intertwined existence that patiently sways towards reflection
Constant deprivation of relationships and that damage they return
Beliefs are viewed as limitations that stumble through experiances -- laced with nonsense

Myself?
I wave a scarlet flag that has been aged and tattered by the silhouettes of society.
1.1k · Jan 2014
Oblivion
Angelique Jan 2014
We are all part of someone's dream, a realm of the universe unseen.
We displease, we heal, we unveil the hidden and yet all that can be seen is what is heard....
       disregarding all lives that were formed for a moment in the limelight that was never owned.
Some call themselves flawless but the notion in itself is full of flaws and we remain untouched by the obvious.
Well, it has been quite a while since I last posted anything. I have continued to write but I just never got around to posting it on here.
1.1k · Mar 2013
Silence
Angelique Mar 2013
Starts out awful
Continues on the same destructive path
reaching the end, you either fall off or return the way you arrived
and chose a method that lets you sleep at night
Held on too tight
perhaps I just waited too long
Sulking in my own world filled with despair
wondering what I truly deserved if not the worst
While entertained in my thoughts reality woke and got away
it was hard to catch it and beg it to stay
So I just let it go and slept the days away
1.1k · Jan 2013
Queen of Spades
Angelique Jan 2013
A necklace lies upon her breast
A deck of cards in her hands
Creating a perfect illusion of attractiveness
In the eyes of another man
She creates doubts in those with confidence
An image of desire
Held only for a night
Once given and received
Her presence is no longer needed
Worth nothing but dust
She holds a new deck
I actually wrote the first 2 lines like 2 weeks ago on a paper but had trouble finishing the poem. Today right before geometry began, I took out the piece of paper in my pocket and I finished the poem quickly.
1.1k · Dec 2012
Madness
Angelique Dec 2012
Innocence welcomed me with understanding and ease
but imagination whispered hungrily
I made wishes in a field of ashes
and
it seems like I had made a decision despite the madness
Short poem.. I had something on mind when I wrote it.
1.1k · Mar 2013
untitled
Angelique Mar 2013
Orange
simplicity
or
fiery
and
passionate

Yellow
serene
or
excited delight

Blue
        Green
                   Red
                          Black
                             ­      Pink
What's your perception of the colors that surround our world?
I know, I know.....awful poem. I was trying show a specific message but it did not go so well.....
I think when I'm feeling up to it, I'll edit it and change some stuff....if I even chose to keep it on here but for now this is the rough draft of a poem........
1.1k · Apr 2016
Relevant
Angelique Apr 2016
Searching for some sort of relevance
Something to tie me down
                    -or lift me up
Something to keep me in motion
                    -out of my emotions
On a path forward
Not back around
To when I was
                Sad and Disillusioned
1.1k · Feb 2015
Intoxicating Freedom
Angelique Feb 2015
Here I am staring into reality
seeing nothing but having everything at my fingertips.

All around me people have a grasp of the unattainable.
The reasoning is unclear to me.

The joke runs through the air.
There are seldom things that are ever clear to me.

I am blinded by their acknowledgement.

The truth is
      freedom is a hard pill for parents to swallow and kids spend their whole lives buying the prescription.
Hoping that one day
                              their parents will be medicated
                                                                  intoxicated by their own need for freedom.
I wrote this and haven't gotten a chance to edit it...I'll edit it sometime tomorrow
1.1k · Aug 2013
Depriving Dream State
Angelique Aug 2013
Where no human lies awake
                                     a dream state                                                            ­      
                                                    One other
                                                            Shar­es this place
                                                           ­                    but it is on a murderous rampage    
                                                                ­               Wrapping its fingers around your throat
                                                          ­                     Til your breath is no longer all you hold
                              It takes your prized possession                     
                                           Not your life
                                but the happiness that hides
I had this poem up a bit ago but removed it for certain reason's that I barely remember. I changed it a tiny bit and here it is again.
1.1k · Apr 2015
I Waited and Waited
Angelique Apr 2015
I always worried that people would notice and ask
In order to avoid any awkwardness or worrisome expressions, I came up with excuses for everyone
My family -- friends --coworkers
I spent day after day coming up with excuses until I realized that no one was going to ask
1.0k · Jan 2020
Self-Interest
Angelique Jan 2020
product of butchered philosophy
men must suffer at the hands of those distracted
by their thirst for their self interest  
punishment is dealt at the request of politics
radical voices
which are silenced by the liberty bred into the rebel
who too fought against crimes
seeking refuge in a new land
but would not allow refuge to those
who suffered at the hands of their destruction
1.0k · May 2013
Where have the nights gone?
Angelique May 2013
How he feels about me
   Old conversations
      Embarrassing moments
         Depressing moments
           Family
             School
               Poetry
                 Future plans
These thoughts constantly set up sleepless nights
Not even a poem. I am just currently thinking about those things and they do usually keep me up at night. I'll post something better later.

By the way.....I've been listening to Green Eyes by Wavves and I cannot get it out of my head! So yeah that is currently the song I listen to the most.
Angelique Oct 2016
questions pose themselves wherever you wander
and
seldom will you find the answers
you'll seach aimlessly in people, places, and things
but
the only thing you will discover is that you never knew what you were looking for
980 · May 2013
My version of a love poem
Angelique May 2013
I've been living for your thoughts
My writing  has become mind numbing work for you
Every word uttered belongs to you
My confidence withers under your stare and my heart beats to the extreme
but I'll never be the girl of your dreams
So this is yet another poem that has not been edited. I'll look it over later......
Lately I found myself attempting to write love poems...here is the result.
964 · Nov 2016
The Risk Love Has To Offer
Angelique Nov 2016
t
r
  e
   m
    b
l
i
  n
           g
love pulls visions of colour
and
strikes yearning with fire
screams appreciation
with hints of adventure
yet
it leans heavily on a fist of risk
Angelique Aug 2014
Raving recognition increases terror
You sarcastically dismiss such grief
Reality feels entitled and everything falls apart year-round
A future worth tasting and all we've reached is this summer
In a year or two it's something we'll barely remember
I think this kind of described this summer for me. It wasn't very memorable.
936 · May 2013
No Prince Charming's
Angelique May 2013
I've been told of love stories but what happened to all the mistakes made along the way?
Those stories of passion turned to regret...
Fondness turned to hatred....
What about being ******* over after being *******?
Am I supposed to believe that fairy tales are all that exist when I observe what reality really is?
I haven't really looked this poem over since I wrote it just a few minutes ago...I guess it is just a draft until I can edit it.

Fairy tales only serve the purpose of riling up kids to think that their Prince Charming exist but then they are broken down by reality. I think there is a type of Prince Charming that exists in reality....When you find a guy that meets more than your physical needs such as engaging you intellectually and emotionally....and respects you as a strong women that you are, then you have the right to call that guy your Prince Charming. It might be a distorted version then what you expected as a young girl but perhaps it is a better version.
914 · Oct 2012
A game worth playing
Angelique Oct 2012
Death and sorrow
The horror, The Horror
Run and Hide
For it shall seek you
Like a child's game
He screams after you
Calling your name til he finds you
You can't reach the safe zone
Because it does not exist
The closest you get is heaven
But that comes after you have been hit
If you misbehave hell is your destination
Like the corner in which a child is seated
The exception is you never leave it
Some say we are destined for dirt
but no one is sure
Life is the game played
Where you end up afterwards
Is a mystery worth finding
I was trying convey death as a child's game.
910 · May 2013
Not finished
Angelique May 2013
"All I know is that I know nothing."- Socrates

You live with the
                             idea of death
You love with the
                             opportunity to hate
You try to learn of the
                                    uncertain
Which is an impossible task to take
And all the while you c o n t r a d i c t  yourself
Sometimes making your life a living hell

This poem is based on the quote, "All I know is that I know nothing."-Socrates
It was a quote my grandmother used to recite to my mother in Spanish.
881 · Feb 2016
Absolutely Nowhere
Angelique Feb 2016
lingering wicked truths
dressed in boring disguises  
fool just about anyone
they reveal random traces of hell
lifeless certainties that lead to absolutely nowhere
873 · Nov 2012
The Words of Others
Angelique Nov 2012
An understanding friend
Helps realize the beauty in the room
That in the morning you'll forget for a wanted bed
Saw that today lies awaiting the stars
and watch from the door as the world changes
The wonder of the memories in the darkness of the moon
Silence living high, matters great when starting to play
And the perfect small fight is different in falling and thinking strongly
Yes, I finally set peace knowing you couldn't bring reality
Laughter filled children tried to reach windows instead of the future
And I finally taste simplicity
850 · Jun 2016
Missing What Once Was
Angelique Jun 2016
It is in breathing with difficulty that I begin to admire the ability to breathe easily
It is in moments of sadness that I begin to miss fleeting moments of happiness..no matter how minuscule
It is in the midst of panic that I  reach for the serenity that had once surrounded me
839 · Feb 2013
I am
Angelique Feb 2013
I am** what I hope
I wonder how many stars the sky holds
I hear the world whispering
I see people changing
I want what is fair
I pretend to look clearly through looking glass
I feel like the world does not care but just rather stare
I touch the lives of no one I know
I worry they would not care if I go
I cry for the past because the future has arrived
I understand the problems at hand
I say I don't care if anyone ever shows me what love truly is but
I dream someday someone will adore me as much as I adore them
I try my best but I fail anyways
I hope what the future has in mind for me completes my life perfectly
So the beginning to each of those sentences came from a worksheet we had to fill in for guidance in the beginning of the year. I bolded the part that came from the worksheet and the rest is what I filled in. I decided to go deeper into each one and this was the result. I then transferred it into my poetry notebook which I recently went through and decided to post it on here. It's not really a poem but....

On another note I took this long personality test and when I read the results I was surprised to find that it described me pretty accurately. I mean I'm not one to take personality tests or anything but I was on stumbleupon and stumbled onto the website. Here are the results because I figured you read my poetry so why not learn what I'm really like.

You're a Seeker. You're a warm and generous soul with lots of natural empathy. You enjoy making deep connections and are really tuned in to how those around you are feeling.

A sensitive soul with an expressive nature, you tend to be a romantic at heart. Sometimes you love nothing more than escaping into your very own dreamworld. Spontaneous new experiences can be inspiring to you, and you like exploring your creative side from time to time.

Right now, you may feel like life's a bit boring. You're stuck in the same old routine and could probably do with a bit of a change.

When it comes to making change in your life, it may be that it's time for a change of scene. If moving isn't an option, then why not think about little changes you can make around the home to freshen things up? There's lots you can do that won't break the bank.

It's important for you to remember to tap into your inner strength and to believe in yourself. Take on new challenges and stay stimulated so you remain enthusiastic and inspired by life. As a Seeker, you get excited by new ideas. You like adventure and original experiences that stimulate and challenge your status quo. Stay inspired with a rich mix of activities, and find time for hobbies that allow you to explore your creative side. Learn to recognise when you need variety in your life, and then incorporate it into your daily plans.

You understand the importance of quiet reflection on your deepest hopes and desires. Your faith is a wonderful gift that gives you strength and support in everything you do. Make sure you have the confidence to carve out that space for yourself however busy your schedule may be.
824 · May 2013
Untitled
Angelique May 2013
It's 4:30 in the morning
I'm writing
                 studying
                               singing
                                            dancing
                                                         listening to music
My room is alive
While the rest of the house sleeps
So I decided to stay up and get some work done since I have a lot to do... I took a nap for about two hours at like 8 pm and woke up at 10pm and now it's 4:30 am. I finished an exam paper and two essays. I just started writing my English final.. I am literally just going crazy... for some reason I'm really hyped up and I'm listening to some music..In about two hours or a bit less I'll get dressed for school...
815 · May 2013
Burned
Angelique May 2013
I know what it is to be burned at an early age
The ashes still sit on my skin
The memories alive like those flames
Very short poem.....
814 · Jun 2016
Fractured Mind
Angelique Jun 2016
It's so very difficult
It
Is
So very difficult
To stand tall with a broken soul
To love very much with a broken heart
To think at all
Angelique Jun 2013
Love disintegrates the same way our skin and bones do
Nothing is left once said and done
You might as well just grab a gun and be glad you weren't made to be the one
This is a short poem..I have another version where there is a lot more but decided to post the shorter version. I need to work on the other parts of it..I will probably post it later.
812 · Jun 2014
Simply Put
Angelique Jun 2014
I do not want to leave behind blame
I do not want guilt extracted from my words
I want a simple couple of words to speak my goodbye
Not about the cause but of the moment I chose to leave this world behind
I am currently reading some poetry written by Billy Collins. I'm thoroughly enjoying his work.
I recently read a quote that basically said, it's a shame when a young person hasn't seen most of the world, but has seen enough of it to know they do not want to live in it.
803 · Nov 2016
Infinite Salvation
Angelique Nov 2016
In a new place despite being in an old home
There's pain in a good man's soul, but there is also hope in better dreams
You endure disappointment and subsquent apologies
-in hopes of infinite salvation
Permanently remaining in a state of anticipation destined to an exhausting routine.
787 · Oct 2016
Writers Teach
Angelique Oct 2016
writers blindly teach hundreds
awakening them from a trance

reborn people seek the limits and abandon responsibility for a ticket to uncertainty
--a wonderous divison of life
782 · Feb 2016
Humanity
Angelique Feb 2016
Humanity travels with strangers
With strange people

who are only strange to us because we lack their humanity
because we know not of their suffering

Because we know not what we destroy with the refusal to handle things carefully
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