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Yearning to love, heart so open
Soul alight , genuinely open
For my fears of the unknown have been overcome,
broken heart mended with my bare hands, past let go, wrongs forgiven
With life's so vast, I only yearn for my hearts keeper,
God sent and destined to be together,
settle I choose not to do...

Yearning to love, heart so open
I only pray, not to be deceived ,
For my mended heart, has room left for what is true, my hearts keeper, for another heartbreak I can not take...

Yearning to love, heart so open
Mended with my bare hands.
It shall remain guarded,
waiting for my God sent.
 Aug 2016 Kaleidoscope Prhyme
ZL
regret drowns me at night
doubts dance with fright
my bark is loud but not my bite
I try to run, flight or fight!

I may give up,
I just might
adulthood? I don't see the hype
especially when darkness outshines the light.
 Aug 2016 Kaleidoscope Prhyme
ZL
let me love you before you say no
let me please you before you go
let me kiss your mouth before you talk
wrap those legs around me before you walk.

touch me before you leave
make me beg make me plead
grant my wish, fulfill my need
follow me to my bedroom, as I lead.

please stay!
come back my way...
sorry is all I have to say
for breaking your heart yesterday.
You all paint this perfect picture
And forget the mess
Of all your brushes
With each new color
Adding to the murkiness
Of your cup of water
That washes off each stroke
Your reds
Your blues
Your highs
Your lows
Ripple together when you dip that brush back in
The canvas might be a masterpiece
But your hands are not.
2016 © Jazzelle Monae
Slowly changing into someone I don't recognize.
Looking in the mirror I see a reflection of a girl that has no meaning.
Who am I ?
Racking my mind trying to figure out who this reflection is.
Confusion spreads across my face,
tapping my head with quick beats hoping the memory comes to me like lyrics to a almost forgotten song.
Trying to scratch off this facade, these masks...
but they are so many they all, are just stuck on,
switching to whatever character I have to be.
I am a walking Broadway show,
I perform everyday, tirelessly
Who am I ?
A.W
You might never know the pain
That comes with
Waiting for love...
You might NEVER even find.
The patience on love can make one grow really weary, but it is not for the faint-hearted because of this reason.
I want you to do so much more
Than **** me
You can use me
Any way you please
Your hands can roam more than my ***
They can caress the curve of my back
And the nape of my neck
You can whisper much sexier things
Than "I want you"
Try  "you're all I want" instead
Press me hard against your bed
As if a milimeter between us
Would **** you
Plant kisses on every square inch
Tiny marks of territory
I'm yours
Look me in the eyes
Tell me three words
I want you do so much more
Than **** me
2016 © Jazzelle Monae
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