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now i'm strong
not because i found love
cuz i lost the fake one

now i'm free
far away from you

now i'm safe
cuz i'm not with you.
That was a part from the poetry that I wrote which is called "I'm Not With You"
It's about getting rid of the toxic relationship.
You can read full version from this link. http://survivalinstinctspoetry.blogspot.com/2018/08/im-not-with-you.html

My Instagram: @eminkusaslan
Thanks for reading.
i don't know what makes me mad more
first time when i saw you, i felt that you're the one
or last time when i saw you, i realized you weren't the one
That was a part from the poetry that I wrote which is called "I'm Not With You"
You can read full version from this link. http://survivalinstinctspoetry.blogspot.com/2018/08/im-not-with-you.html

My Instagram: @eminkusaslan
Thanks for reading.
i got lost in to that woods
i thought we went together into the woods
but i had to get out there on my own
cuz you left me like a fool,
left me like i'm a fool
but honey you didn't see that coming
our faith wasn't shining
our love was already broken
you were broken
That was a part from the poetry that I wrote which is called "I'm Not With You"
You can read full version from this link. http://survivalinstinctspoetry.blogspot.com/2018/08/im-not-with-you.html

My Instagram: @eminkusaslan
Thanks for reading.
Instincts shrink
when love is on the table
for instincts are for survival
And love is for a dying
in the grandest ritual possible
And although as my gut tells me
Warns me to be on my guard
Cautioning, my brain is mush
And so is my own heart -
Dampen my instincts then,
Love, have me be ******,
Take all of my very existence,
Sacrificing survival on insistence.
Maria Etre Oct 2018
I ask you one favor
to be *****
with your
emotions
the way
I am
with you, in front of you
and the night stars
when the time comes and I cannot but  show you
what I feel and
when my voices loses it's way
and my words forget
how to express
aquis Sep 2018
your deepest instincts
will always find a way to
save you from old ghosts
Ambika Jois Sep 2018
Oh how I love you,
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.

Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.

I can't wait
Any longer
To see
Which part of you
Resembles me.
I want you
To be better
In every way baby,
Better than me.

I've seen how
This world can be deceiving.
I want you to trust me,
When I hold you close.
I can't wait
For this world to see you.
When you're ready to take off,
Take my love with your wings.

Oh how I love you
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.

Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.
I've always had this vision of being a mother, holding my baby in my arms. I'm not a mother, yet I feel like I know this feeling already. This poem is how I recently felt when a gush of broodiness took over briefly.
Jack L Martin Sep 2018
She gazes at me
with cat-like eyes
Eyes that drip
Between wet thighs

Every part
of her body
that the candle light touches
Is my kingdom!

Every lick
Every nibble
on ***** *******
My mangy beard tickles

Yes!
Purrs my lioness
As I ******
On her bust

She came
with me
to the
Serengeti

We make
the earth quake

The Lion roars!
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
Why
Why is it that my natural instincts,
my most basic reactions, tends to
make a victim out of me?
Working on the Gala free-verse!
Lyn ***
^·^
CredibleTopHat Aug 2018
Instincts,
they follow me everywhere I go
everything that I do
my instincts always end up seeping through

When I'm at the supermarket
Instincts,
surround me and won't go away
and string me up onto full display

When I'm at school
Instincts,
tunnel my vision and muffle my words
and fearfully shove me into the herd

When I'm at home
I let my Instincts run loose
let them force me into recluse
and continue to self-induce

Instincts climbing all into my head
Instincts all around, widespread
Instincts that live off of self-abuse
Instincts that make me seek solitude in a freshly tied noose.
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