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9.6k · May 2014
Jazmine Moore May 2014
I could keep writing you poems you'll never read

Or I could put my pen down and bandage my own heart

Either way, I would still lose because I wouldn't have you
7.1k · Aug 2016
Jazmine Moore Aug 2016
How do they realistically expect us to flee from the demanding stereotypes forcefully placed above our heads and in our hearts when they find satisfaction in the thrill of conquering our souls bleeding on the cold pavement?
-they don't. stop killing us, please.
4.5k · Apr 2014
The darkness.
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Mesmerizing glory.
Snowflakes falling down on us like old memories.
One touch, and you're frozen.
Not because of the hate,
but because of the love.
Sadness is intertwined in our fingertips.
Three words. Eight letters.
I love you.
The words will forever hold true but the fear of them keeps them inside of us.
I cannot bring myself to understand why people are so afraid to love.
Demolishing demons dancing upon bare bodies at night while young women and young men are spending more time on physical interaction than emotional satisfaction.
Satisfied with lusting one's surface is something I can't comprehend,
I'd rather love your core.
My appetite is growing because I'm starving for your soul as if I hadn't had a meal in months..
and to be honest, I haven't.
Because no matter how much I eat, I can't seem to get full.
And no matter how much I drink, i still thirst for more of your mind, your body, and your soul.
I may have lost someone who didn't love me,
But you lost someone who truly loved you.
I am done searching for the light at the end of the tunnel because I have discovered God in the darkness.
I loved you at your darkest.
Slowly flicking a switch to find the bulb had blown out,
I loved all of you..
and all of you loved it.
Reciprocation is all I pray for at night and as day break arose,
I found myself loving the darkness once again.
3.0k · Feb 2015
Jazmine Moore Feb 2015
i wanted more from him
than enjoying my pizzicatos
while bringing me to crescendos
but it seems
our love may
have already reached
its forte without ever
breathing in its
2.9k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Dizzy and uncontrolled, I open my eyes to see the smoke crowding the air.
For, my body has just become a safe haven for your hands.
Temptation has won tonight.
Moonlight is dancing upon our bare bodies and I am immersed in pure satisfaction.
Our lips have synced with the circadian rhythm we possess and the fire has started to erupt.
As the flames get more and more intense, so does the love we pretend to have for each other.
It continues to grow until we convince ourselves it’s real.
The bedsheets serve as our common ground for our broken hearts to rest on.
As we are climbing and pretending; pretending and climbing,
The fire is getting hotter, the love is getting cloudier, and our bodies are getting heavier against on another’s.
Faint whispers of phrases we dare not say otherwise fill the room.
Finally, the fire is extinguished and we are left to lay with nothing but reality.
Clutching each other for protection from yet another fire, we doze off hoping to wake up in love with each other.
2.4k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
I love you like a drunk call at 4am on a Saturday night saying I miss you, come back
Psychotically, I love you past pain and broken promises and "I hate yous" and "don't talk to mes"
Even after you decide you are done with me, I will love you.
I will love you until my bones become weak.
I will love at your darkest.
And I will love you until you see the light shining  from you;
The light that shines so bright I am constantly blinded by the suffering your love causes.
But I have found a home within your heart and my car is still parked in the driveway.
2.3k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Before midnight,
I could die a thousand deaths
and still not know how I'm living to experience this.
Grasping for air;
For I am being suffocated within your existence-
and I love every second of it.
Slowly surpassing every standard I have,
You are breaking every wall;
and I could thank you with a million kisses;
and it still wouldn't be enough.
2.1k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Wrestling through the sheets I found myself feeling alive.
Your lips have awakened my soul.
Your tongue became the key to the prize that was locked away for so long.
I tremble with just the thought of your touch
As you trace your fingertips down my spine, I am slowly unraveling.
For you do not know about the storm you have just created..
The rain pouring is filled lust and are the only one who can seize this storm.
Here we are again;
It's dangerous what we are doing..
Playing in this storm as if the lighting can't touch us.
Whispers of wind can't even stop us.
It's too late.
The storm has just begun.
2.0k · May 2014
Jazmine Moore May 2014
I remember when you used to love me;
I tasted rainbows and breathed in hope..
Now, we're perfect strangers ..
And the light has dimmed to make your love only a memory
1.9k · May 2014
I wonder
Jazmine Moore May 2014
I wonder when people will stop falling in love through Instagram and twitter dms.
Having a false sense of acceptance through likes and retweets has become a norm for our world and I'm wondering when it'll stop.
I wonder when boys will stop being so afraid to love and girls will believe that men actually aren't all the same...
And I wonder when gays will have the rights they deserve and I wonder when women will stop being looked at as the white mans inferior
And I wonder when more women will actually believe that we don't have to be the white mans inferior
And I wonder when men will learn its okay to be a little vulnerable
And I wonder when **** victims everywhere will get the justice they seem to neglect to serve
And I wonder when double standards will seize to exist
And I wonder when people will get off social networks and go for more walks
And I wonder when dates become more common and one night stands will become extinct
I wonder when men will stop disrespecting our women and women will respect themselves more.
I wonder when I'll stop dreaming about all of these things.
But most of all, I wonder when we will decide we are the ones who control our own happiness
1.8k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Transcending into space, my body is becoming detached  from my mind.
While we have found ourselves separated in body, my mind has not lost you.
I cannot rid my ears of the sweet tune you sang to me no matter how many times I press pause.
Pause, I still love you.
I love you like a drunk call at 4am saying "I miss you, come back."
Psychotically, I love you past pain and broken promises, and "I hate yous" and "don't talk to mes"
Even after you decode you are done with me, I will love you.
I will love you until my bones become marrow.
I will love you at your darkest.
And I will love you until you see the light that i see shining from you;
A light that shines so bright, I am constantly blinded by the suffering your love causes.
Ironically, your wicked tongue is the only cure to the disease bringing upon my downfall,
and your hands are my safe place to run to when I find myself homeless once again.
For, I have found a home within your heart and car is still parked in the driveway..
Drive away from the world for a second and remember who you are, who we are..
A piece of me has pierced your heart, and for that reason alone, you can't seem to get rid of me.
I still love him.
1.6k · May 2014
Jazmine Moore May 2014
Your wicked love seems to be the only thing that revives me everytime.
I run away countless times just to wake up in your arms
& your kisses are the poison that continues to run through my bloodstream and
One day, I'll wake up to you and you'll be mine forever
& when sun rises on that morning,
I'll cry a sea of tears that have been trapped inside of me all of these years
And we will make love like fire and there won't be any amount of rain to put us out
We'll travel to Asia and to outer space and we will stay up all night and listen to the ocean..
And frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way because, baby, you're my drunk call at 4am, you're my 143..
You're mine.
1.5k · Sep 2015
Jazmine Moore Sep 2015
The moon cries
Every Saturday night
Because just like me,
She remembers the
Night we were
Intoxicated in the
Eclipse of our love
And as insane as
The ending was
The whirlwind was
Worth the heartache
And she prays
One day we will
Again find our
-i still pray for us too
1.4k · May 2014
Jazmine Moore May 2014
My love blossomed into something new tonight
something powerful and rare
And I figured as long as our rose stayed red
And bright
and new,
We would be just fine
1.3k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
My heart was a secret garden and the walls surrounding it were very high.
Reluctantly, I allowed you to knock every wall down..
and with grace, I breathed in every promise you made and believed with great certainty that this time would be my last time.
To love you was no challenge, but loving you from this new found distance is a feeling much too common.
For your kiss feels like home; and my darling, I am homesick.
1.3k · Apr 2014
The end.
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
I lost my mind when you died
I don't remember the exact time you left,
but I remember how it felt..
and I promised myself I wouldn't speak of you again,
But today i found myself at your funeral.
Consumed with sorrow, I looked into your eyes'
and it was then I knew you were truly gone.
So lifeless and empty,
I was overpowered with grief,
You need a heart to survive;
and without you I lost half of my heart.
So, consider me half dead.
"For I will love you until we become dust, and I will continue until our dust becomes dust."
I don't know much about physics,
but I can assure you I am physically broken,
and if you looked into my eyes, you wouldn't see anything.
No hope.
All I want to do is feel again.
I am numb, and I can't take away the numbness.
I keep reaching for you and as soon as I get close enough to touch you,
You're gone again.
My last wish was to wake up, reach for you, and you be there laying next to me.
Holding me.
Kissing me.
Loving me.
For eternity.
Because I am eternally in love with you.
But you're dead..
and I'm not sure I can live with that.
I wrote this poem about the one boy who will forever hold my heart.  He is not literally dead, but his soul is gone. I don't know if I will ever hold him again, i pray that I do though.
1.1k · Sep 2015
Dear ex lover,
Jazmine Moore Sep 2015
You look
At me
As if the sun
Rises and sets
In my eyes

So why is it
That you're letting
Your pride beat your
Heart black
And Blue
-It's easier to love
1.1k · Aug 2014
Jazmine Moore Aug 2014
They're never as pretty as you.
Never as passionate as you.
& they sure won't be as understanding as you.
But, it's easier with her.
So, instead of wondering why..move on.
Let him be with her.
Cut your hair.
Reinvent yourself.
Pick up a new hobby.
This poem was written as I discovered my heart was finally healed.
1.1k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
Blue skies of love
are only in my imagination
Because of the dark clouds
surrounding my heartbreak,
I have yet to know what it is like
to love and be loved in return.
1.1k · Jun 2014
Jazmine Moore Jun 2014
The bruises on my body could never compare to the pain in my eyes and my heart may never be fixed like I wished it was and this depression may last a lifetime. But, if I lean on my God, maybe a little bit of Jesus' blood could fall through the cracks of my broken heart and make it whole again.
1.1k · Apr 2014
Jazmine Moore Apr 2014
I can recall a time when the sun rose and set in your eyes.
Gloriously, I bathed in your scent and your taste..
and while searching for all of the stars inside of your heart, I found the moon.
When I held you on that warm October night, we rolled in mountains and valleys and rivers and oceans;
and that was the exact moment I knew I found what I was looking for.
958 · Aug 2015
Jazmine Moore Aug 2015
Our clothes fell off like rose petals in the spring/
But somewhere in between not getting caught up and catching feelings/
My soul rolled into you/
And now I am immersed in our sin/
817 · Apr 2015
Jazmine Moore Apr 2015
I'm chasing your memory in my dreams only to discover I overslept.
Fantasies far from fake kisses
Causing cardiac arrest as I'm reluctantly reaching for a sense of reality that has simply wandered away willfully.
Desperately dreaming of days spent running to no end.
What a life..
Inconceivable love flowing from my fingertips only because I would rather show you how much I love you than speak it a million,
Times I spent beautifully shaming myself for the restless nights praying for your call creating nocturnal patterns all for a taste of your kiss,
Me one more time so I can prove this theory in my head is more than a theory; that it is true.
Lifelessly lusting your love throughout the night causing me to delightfully dance in your arms, only to wake up to find your love has evaporated.
815 · Jun 2014
Jazmine Moore Jun 2014
because we

but I can
still feel
your kiss
my lips
790 · Jul 2014
Jazmine Moore Jul 2014
Ironic how the only thing to sober me up is the intoxication tasted from your mouth...
and funny how the all of the words I wish to say outloud spew from my mind onto this paper but when you look at me, I'm speechless.
780 · Aug 2016
Jazmine Moore Aug 2016
I stood still in the mirror absorbing the nakedness in which I was standing and called it my truth.
& I am now hurled over my bath cringing at the sight trapped inside of my memory
(the reflection you two served me was simply unfair)
as you are insulting my
intelligence once more
by cracking every joint in my
body dancing to the rhythm
of your lies, in an attempt to
keep me dormant inside of your madhouse.
-I know you are cheating on me.
768 · May 2015
2 am
Jazmine Moore May 2015
2 am is the hardest
when your mind is racing
your heart is hurting
your fingertips are longing
for one more
so you convince yourself
that your hands are his
and you try to make yourself
feel how he
made you feel
but somehow, you
keep coming up short
It still hurts and the love is still very much real
760 · May 2014
sweet nothings
Jazmine Moore May 2014
Don't promise me forever because forever never lasts.
Just hold me for the time being so I can cherish this moment.

My love, my forever is spent on your arms..
and in your smile.

But darling, I find that forever exists everytime you whisper
I love you.
756 · Apr 2016
Jazmine Moore Apr 2016
The first morning I woke up to your smile, I saw a fleeting glimpse of the sunrise in those beautiful eyes of yours and immediately I was covered in a blanket of relaxation. You kissed stars into every part of my body and now I am covered in your galaxy.
752 · Jan 2016
Jazmine Moore Jan 2016
The wine won the battle that night  as I danced uncontrollably in your arms spewing words I would not have said had I been sober
& just like the gentleman you are,
You allowed me to lose myself a little while remaining my compass, and even though you navigated me in every direction, I bravely went along for the ride because these days I feel most safe in your boat, in your ocean, riding your waves.
I fell in love for the second time that night
719 · Jan 2016
Jazmine Moore Jan 2016
If these walls could talk,
they'd tell you how
my hand fits perfectly in yours
how i succumb to you
exploring my body until
i can't take it
They'd tell you a story
filled with secrets that entail
the whispers between
the sheets intertwined in our
while we are lip-locked
into a fantasy world of our
They'd tell you how every time,
we enter into another galaxy and
that a piece of my soul falls
into you every time
and that this is a battle I
will lose time after time;
691 · Aug 2016
Jazmine Moore Aug 2016
Gathering the bits and pieces of your heart as it fell in my lap was admittedly the most precious love I bathed in.

Sweet baby, I am trying to gather my thoughts as I bathe in everything we are; and I admit that these run on sentences I find myself lost in symbolize the ocean we keep drowning in; magically.

& while some would suggest a life jacket, I am happy to bathe here because I am confident you will always gather me as soon as I start to fall apart which makes it easy to admit I would come back love you in another lifetime; unapologetically.
657 · Aug 2016
begin (again)
Jazmine Moore Aug 2016
Peace finds me in
crevice of your arm;
right where my body
intertwines perfectly
with yours.
We have found ourselves
in sync with each other's
circadian rhythms
in love;
and while most of us are
composed of tiny atoms;
you, my sweetheart, are encompassed with this
resilient love
as strong as quartz.
My sweet baby,
you selfishly stole
my heart not caring
to ask for permission
and no matter how
smart I claim to be
during the daylight,
all logic goes out the
window during sunset
as soon as you kiss me
six feet under.
-I am dancing in your heaven
645 · Nov 2014
Jazmine Moore Nov 2014
The quality our love is no longer HD
It feels as if my bare soul has been exposed to the world. Humanity is quietly laughing at me; taunting me because I failed to see what the world was blatantly trying to show me, but babe you started a fire in my heart and you didn't even have the courtesy to leave an extinguisher and now I fall asleep in a bed of ashes.
Our love is November. You can see our beautiful leaves start to fall off the trees as they slowly lose their colour.
567 · Feb 2015
Jazmine Moore Feb 2015
I remember when your favorite thing was love me.
I remember when you couldn't wait to hold me.
I know this life gets crazy,
and I know our love's a little hazy,
but when you're feeling lonely,
you know you can always call me,
and I'll be here waiting in the same spot you left me in saying,
"It's alright if you stay forever with me.
and it's alright if you're waiting for someone to sweep you off your feet
But if you know, if you know
that what we have is real;
then it's alright if you love me tonight.
Song I'm working on
531 · Aug 2015
Jazmine Moore Aug 2015
Take all of me/
Roll me up/
Smoke me/
I could get you so high.
523 · Apr 2016
Jazmine Moore Apr 2016
My thighs sit in melancholic
yearning for the
soft graze
of your tongue
and although
these emotions tend
to arrive in waves,
I am forcing the
drum in my
heart to play
a tune more upbeat.
-in case you thought you were irreplaceable
510 · Aug 2016
Jazmine Moore Aug 2016
You tried your hardest to flee from the fire brewing inside of your heart for me
You and I both know that the thrill of this ride we are constantly on and off of will only eventually become what conquers us.
-wouldn't you do it over?
505 · Jun 2014
Jazmine Moore Jun 2014
Instead of waking up reaching for you in the morning, I pray there's a morning that you'll actually be there...& there's a sky full of stars that I could gaze at, but it'd be pointless without your love. I could only dream of a day where my desperation for you won't be overpowering because my thirst will be quenched...& your sweet kiss will cure this sugar rush, and your tongue made of knives will no longer cut me but those are all dreams, and when I wake up I'm left to lay in a plethora of sheets dripping with reality. My reality is the withdrawals I have from your hands exploring my body. My reality is the ocean flowing from me that will only float your boat. My reality is that I can move on and find other love, but none quite meet my reflection like you. My reality is that I reach you through these poems that you don't even deserve to read. My reality is that you are terribly flawed in so many peoples eyes, but to me, you're an angel. My reality is that we went to war and my body was torn to pieces and you came out unscarred. My reality is that through all of this, I still love you. There was a time where my soul belonged to you, and now I spend my days chasing your memory and the poisonous butterflies rampaging my stomach have reached a level of immunity. To this, I have learned that home is not merely a place, but rather a person. My home lies in you, and lies that fill our bedroom are starting to become our truths. For, I have found the key to your heart and you have changed the locks; my darling I tasted your skin to know what it was like to breathe in pure ecstasy and that's when I want to hate you. I want to hate you because the pit of my stomach will always have this uneasiness whereas you can go on undamaged. I want to hate you because my life did a 180 and you're still on a straight path and just when I feel myself close enough to hate, a wind comes rushing in to remind me that all of the stars in the universe couldn't compare to you, and every single tear fallen cannot compete with the day you whispered the words I love you and not even the months spent mourning over you can replace the heart that beats for you. My love, the rainbow always comes after the rain, and I'm afraid that you are my rainbow.
497 · Aug 2014
Song cry.
Jazmine Moore Aug 2014
My heart is crying for the **** victims screaming falsetto notes in the dark praying someone will find them and lead them to light...and as much as their father would've loved to protect his baby from that, he simply doesn't have an "S" on his chest.

My heart breaks for the babies born into poverty with three strikes against them...because the government will make it their duty so that it is **** near impossible for those kids to succeed; but there will be some that rise above those stereotypes and those children will become the young women and young men who change the world.

A tear falls every time a woman wakes up, looks at herself in the mirror and has to put makeup on to hide the bruises that came from the man to whom she gave all of her love to.  Equally, my heart breaks for the children that live their life walking eggshells because they don't know when their mommy or daddy will snap next.

I cannot rest until innocent children are no longer being kidnapped and sold as *** slaves, until genocides become a thing of the past, until America really becomes the "land of the free", or until so many of our generations teenagers and young adults stop using guns as fists.

I am praying that the people walking this earth who have every reason to give up on love somehow give it one more shot. I am also praying that the young women and men who have shot down dreams will fight harder than they have ever fought because the world needs more of you. Lord knows we need more of you.

I have a dream that more of us will love in permanent ink. I hope that more people will see that the only thing that can defeat hatred is love, and I pray that every person reading this will decide to join love's side and fight hate. I pray that anyone that feels completely alone realizes they have God.

There will come a day when I will be standing in front of a crowd filled with a rainbow of races, ages, ****** orientations, and I will give my testimony. I will tell those people how I almost gave up. I will tell those people I had family that loved me regardless. I will tell those people that even though they feel as though no one loves them, I love them; and more importantly, God loves them.  I will tell them that one day I decided that the only person in control of my happiness was me, and that is when everything made sense. There will be people whose lives will change because of my story, and that is the day my dream will start to become true.
My hope is one day we will see love will save the world
473 · Mar 2016
Jazmine Moore Mar 2016
I don't quite know you,
But somehow
You have managed to
Awaken a sunrise
In my heart
I am gloriously
Basking in these
Rays you seem to
Infinitely produce
433 · Jun 2014
Black keys
Jazmine Moore Jun 2014
My heart was painted black for years,
Surrounded by walls of fear, anxiety, and disappointment; you came in and knocked every wall down.
At war with myself, I'm afraid to let gravity take control
"Never regret loving in permanent ink"
Visions of everything we could be are constantly clouding my mind
& even though it seems to be too soon to have thoughts of forever,  if I could run away with you, there isn't one person, place or thing that would stop these feet
The stars don't can't even  compare to the beauty surrounding you..
Every part of your being is what I'm addicted to.
For, you are the strongest drug I'm on right now, and there is nothing that could ween me off of you,
The ****** you shoot through my veins is at it's purest form
scientists study such a creation and are left in amazement; similar to the day you walked in my life...
Feigning for a hit of you to last me a lifetime I won't ever stop chasing that feeling .
431 · Aug 2014
If I had it my way
Jazmine Moore Aug 2014
Ironic how the only thing to sober me up is the intoxication tasted from your mouth.
Funny how all of the words I wished to say aloud spew from my mind onto this paper, but when you look at me, I'm speechless.
If I had it my way, the tears fallen from my eyes would become an ocean used to carry you back to me..
the boat that carried you would drown you in memories reminding you why we fell in love in the first place..
though we haven't spoken in almost a year, it would be as if nothing else mattered but us as I greet you at the shore..
somehow, this time as I reach for your hand, you will hold it tighter instead rejecting it like last time..
unbelievably, as you utter those three beautiful words from your once beautiful mouth, I will understand that you have loved me all along.
430 · Oct 2014
Jazmine Moore Oct 2014
I'm chasing your memory in my dreams only to discover I overslept..
Fantasies far from fake kisses
Causing cardiac arrest as I'm reluctantly reaching for a sense of reality that has simply wandered away willfully,
Desperately dreaming of days spent running to no end.
428 · Jan 2016
Another Love Poem
Jazmine Moore Jan 2016
I had a dream you let me explore your heart and
You allowed me to get you so high you never wanted to come down,
And as soon as you landed I was waiting with my arms wide open
Ready to receive anything you were willing to give;
And you loved it.
I loved you, and you loved me.
409 · Jun 2016
Jazmine Moore Jun 2016
Part I:
Sometimes I think
Your fingertips are
Engraved into
my skin
even when weeks
Go by
and your touch
is absent
I still seem to
Live through euphoric
Memories of what it
Feels like when you
Kiss clouds into
My soul

Part II:
And on those nights
You creep into
My head,
you tend to leave
traces of your scent,
Your touch,
And your mouth
Which result in
Mornings after that
Are too often unbearable
To wake up to.
399 · Jan 2016
Jazmine Moore Jan 2016
We have low days but we get through them, and every single time  I'm sent running back to your arms because you are my comfort
Sometimes I'm most comfortable when we drift because I always know my final destination is beside you;
I had a dream you let me explore your heart and
You allowed me to get you so high you never wanted to come down,
And as soon as you landed I was waiting with my arms wide open
Ready to receive anything you were willing to give;
And you loved it.
I loved you, and you loved me.
I found myself once again down on my knees praying that whatever satisfaction this is isn't temporary and my gut tells me it's not.
Baby, I don't need meditation when I'm with you because you are my calm and you seize every storm with just one touch.
394 · Apr 2016
Jazmine Moore Apr 2016
even on the days that I am only needing a few stars, you still bring me the entire galaxy
393 · Apr 2015
Jazmine Moore Apr 2015
Loving you is like trying to breathe life into something already dead.
388 · Nov 2014
Jazmine Moore Nov 2014
A bed sheet of memories.
A heart taped together with broken promises.
A head filled with "what ifs" and "could've beens"
More importantly, two feet that couldn't walk away even if they tried.
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