"buring" poems
Endless darkness
Swimming thoughts
Lifeless
Hallow
Ignored
A mask is worn to fool all
Each day
Each passing moment
The pain sinks in further
cracking melting buring
Mask is gone
No one know
Death soon awaits
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 4:49 AM UTC
I Solemnly Swear
No else would ever come close or ever compare.
To your unconditional Tender love and care.
Unaware that my hearts under repair.
Im Mentally Gone but Physically There.
Could this be a Secret love affair?
Can't you sense the attraction in the atmosphere?
maybe its in the confidence that you wear?
Because Out of the corner of my eye
One day you caught me by suprise
I think you could be my angel in disguise
All in my feelings, you Got me over here mesmorized.
The Presences of this King was Strong and So bold.
With Such beauty my vision could barely behold.
Truth Be Told,
You precious to Me, more valuable than Gold.
From that moment on I knew you already had my heart sold.
Something intrigues me to you.
Is it because you are Respectful, Honest, and True?
Maybe its in reference to the little things you do.
You are Something so Extraordinaire
Hard to come, So Exquisite and rare.
Even when I'm broke you got me feeling like a multi millionaire.
You give me butterflies.
Got me floating like the clouds above in blue skies.
Having vision about you and I
Becoming as One and Unify.
You as my King and Me as Your Queen.
You are the drug and Im the Fein.
I need you so bad I could scream
You are surreal to me like a dream.
You set my heart on fire.
With a passionate buring for desire.
My Confession is I sit here secretly watching you and Admire.
Sincerely Your
Secret Admirer.
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
Lets address whats evident
In this room There's an Elephant.
Why do you see us as being irrelevant.
Just because our skin was kissed with melanin
Mixed in with the protien of Keratin
They slapped us with a label of being African American.
Yet we are descendants from one of the 12 tribes of Israel: Juah, Ephraim, Manasseh, Naphtali, Levi, Asher, Issachar, Gad, Zebulun, Reuben, Simeon, and Benjamin
We were taught to be Nurturing and feminine
Because we were raised to be young ladies, due to our body producing high levels of estrogen.
We are sweet like sugar but can be spicy like cinnamon.
We have an Aroma of shea butter, coconut, and honey
We are enlighten with wisdom, so we are far from a dummy.
We cant be bought be bought with your worldly money.
Even on a dark day you would think its sunny
Because our souls are so divine
that it's reflection from the inside will brighten the world like the The moon in the midnight's sky that shines.
We are Unashamed.
We can not be tamed
Inside us lies a firery passionate buring flame.
We have a Hebrew name.
We are not the same,
We are individually different and one of a kind.
We have a beautiful mind.
We are fruitful like ripen Grapes growing ravashingly on the branches from vine.
We age like fine wine.
We are not to be treated as devalued change such as quarters, pennies, nickles and dimes.
Our voices are delightfullly sweet just as the peaceful sound of musical wind chimes.
We tell stories through our dancing, words, paintings, songs, poems, verses, rhythms and rhymes.
We dont need makeup to cover up a blemish
Its just a sign that we have flaws and God's not finished.
The power of Yah flows from us graciously.
For Our beauty comes naturally.
Our souls are birth from the heavenly.
We speak Pleasantly.
Some have a complexion of Maghony.
But My skin tone is Vanilla bean
I get high off life like caffeine
I glisten like afro sheen.
I am a Hebrew Queen.
Thru the untrained eye my future cant be seen
The Most High is listening,
Shaping, and our futures he's creating.
We Seek Yahwehs face for insight
Going through a transformation to get our souls right.
Taking a journey to new heights.
We are stand out like highlights
Shining in the world of darkness like flashlights.
And Yeshua Hamashiach has our copyrights
We say it out Loud
We are Hebrew and We are proud!
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
You are the bright place for me
Who made me think there are thousands of capacities even if you're unaware
You've made me lovable and it's lovely to be loveble to the one I love
You've painted my life with full of colours more than in your own canvas .
You didn't take anything from me instead you've left intense emotions in me .
You've made me believe in uncertainty , because at the end of the day it is memories we cherish not dates .
You've made me notice small beautiful things
You've made me rational and emotional at the same time .
You've made me feel I'm not disappointing .
You've showed me i don't need to stand on a mountain to feel I'm at the top of the world , but I need someone to love who will stand beside me .
You've shuned my intuitions beyond i could've imagine.
I am scared to be ordinary and you are interesting , wanderer , different and that's why I love you .
And in some moments i fear losing hold of your hand .
You know how much terrible i feel when I can't be there for you to make you put to in a peaceful sleep .
In the midst of imperfections , you've showed me there is such thing as a perfect day .
I have these feeling's as if I am waiting for something , and when I see you i realise it's you .
You are my escape , you are the bright place where I wander . A place uncountable things to notice and I have all the time in the world to look closely to them .
But One day you left , because you were bright place not with lights but with fire .
You we're buring brighten up other's lives .
But the difference is i am very close to you and you know when we get close to fire ..🖤🖤
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 3:23 PM UTC
Talk is cheap but still feels too expensive.
when did my heart and mind end on the for-rent list.
I would play you any song but only disappointment is on the set list.
I'll ask the genie at the bottom of the bottle for that last wish.
I might always be sad, but you'll never not be a liar
I hope these things come to you in those lonesome hours
I'm still buring with all of my passion
But worthless were my words and actions.
You get what you give, all you do is take
I hope I see the day your skeleton crumbles and your bones break.
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC
I love just sitting with you,
gently bickering about everything and anything.
Side by side,
my head resting in your shoulder.
Wondering half-heartedly
what it would be like to kiss you.
Enjoying the smell that is you:
faint sweat and boy smell and your
Axe shampoo, so good to me.
And then you randomly lean over
and wrap your arms around me,
gently buring your face in my neck.
All annoyances and frustrations suddenly forgotten,
which I know is bad, that that's all it takes
to smooth things over, but it's true.
Honestly, that's all I ask, is for affection.
Just that embrace.
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 1:55 AM UTC
Maybe now you're standing tall,
But someday when you wake,
You'll find yourself lost once more,
Short of breath on your empty throne,
And when you take the shallow blade,
Buring through your skin,
Like you remember,
You'll miss me
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 1:57 AM UTC
pose.aim.click
focus everybody!
it's not clear-
you'll have to grab another child to save
quickwhileeveryoneslooking
laugh like its okay
like you're not buring up inside
like you dont care that you have to touch the poor
like you cant feel their filth through your designed costume
even the holy stare
even the homeless smile
the educated ask you to lunch
the profesionals drug your drinks
your protection needs payment
so you charge the going rate
and they pay
and you pay
it's equilibrium
but without the balance
Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 6:27 PM UTC
There are so many beautiful people here.
It's always changing.
There's always something new
As if consistency is something they fear.
The sun shines brighter here, favoring this spot.
Rushing waves tie my stomach in a knot.
The sand between my toes is buring hot.
Everything here is new to me.
Moving across the country was supposed to make me feel free.
But California is a scary place.
Not all it's cracked up to be.
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 1:56 PM UTC
Losing her was hard
Only she could see right through me and ice my buring soul
Only see could hold my fragile heart so fine that it felt like home
Only she could tell me what I really deserve; and she often said
The Stars, and The Universe
Losing myself was hard
Because now the stars seem so little and the universe seems so small
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 4:58 AM UTC
Another sleepless night
filled with morbid memories
And sorrowfull moments
The only aid comes from
Gazing up at the bright night
At the buring souls
Or myths of old
But aid is only temporary
Soon the monsters approach
And the bright light dims
The only cause for my sorrow
Is my self
For i have lived a sinfull life
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
The wind howls,
The windows shake-
as I sit inside on a cold winters night.
I'm bundled up
blanket and all with a sock on each foot
and yet I shiver to the bone.
The tea in my hands tries to keep me warm
but it seems that after its ceramic casing
all warmth is lost and I remain frozen.
The warmth I need doesn't come froom heated water
or even wood buring in the stove.
I need the warmth of my love
as I huddle in his arms.
I need to be engulfed in his embrace
while he holds me tight.
This is the warmth of which I crave,
This is the warmth of which I need,
If I am ever to stop shivering to the bone.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
Your ethereal essence wraps around my senses as I'm drawn to your atmosphere
buring like a Phoenix washed in a new hope
a flash across the bowels of space and time
the call reaches deep into my soul as it rises from the pits of despair and disconnect
oh how I've missed you, aching chasm of yearning hovering over our used to be
your eyes lit like a new day dawning
you have once again remembered me
Love has resurrected
And i slow suspended in your orbit
afraid to venture any closer
the last millimeter
always spans an infinite chasm
a fiery fanned Dragon floating in limbo
poised,
i wait desperately for your signal
Hovering precariously over your frequency
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 3:49 AM UTC
we use to hate echother
i was there when you need me the most
i need you the most and your trying not to be there for me
how can i trust you?
how can i be there for you when you fall on your face?
i dont understand i helped you in every way
but i get shut out when i need it
thats not a firend
thats not being true
its not being real
i needed you and your not here
you will need me but i wont be there casue your buring our brige
we've know echother for bout 3 years now.....
how can you do that
its not my fualt im going threw this
its not my fualt
i cry
i scream
i hold the razor to my wrist wanting to let the deep red soil
flow out of my vains
i fight it
i fight my demons alone
i thought we were firends
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC
Number and letters fly about in front of her.
They say something in English,
She knows that much.
But they fly too fast,
Whispering to each other some
Inside joke she'll never be let in on.
They mock her, taunt her
Just like the voices in her head.
Maybe she is crazy,
More likely than not she is.
Voices, voices, voices!
Repeating to her her flaws,
External and in.
And the last remaining strip of sanity inside tells her the voices
Are exaggerating.
That she's good enough, she gets it,
She smart amazing beautiful.
Everything she tells others she knows she is.
But that's a lie too.
The gossiping numbers switch and alternate. Adjust and churn and burn her eyes. Burn her mind.
Or maybe those are just the tears threating to spill.
And if the teacher not two feet away notices she's crying,
He says nothing.
Idle, useless batter all used up.
Her fingers twitch,
Both the ones around the plastic pencil she has jabbed into the numbers.
And the ones on her bag.
She yearns to feel the cool weight of her special pen, to drown in words.
Her earphones, to drown in melodies.
Her blades, to just drown.
But she's in public, so she must be strong.
Be the fierce, happy, intelligent young "lady"
She was taught she must be.
Indecency is a sin.
And somewhere along the way she loses herself.
Manages to hold out until she's in the car, hot summer sun buring her skin.
Sweat forms on her upper lip, mixing with salty tears.
She can't tell which is which.
She lets go in front of her mother, spills as much of her strength as she has left.
But what else should she expect.
"You have a problem. You're going to fail and flunk school," comes the rickety voice.
'You're a failure. A problem. Fail. Fail. Fail. That's all you're good for. Say your final goodbyes and leave. Forever.
We won't miss you,' the voices say.
She thinks she should do just that. Just bleed and leave while tears stain the floor.
But the voices, contradictory, say,
'Attention ***** That's all. That's all,'
So she'll do what she has always done best. The only thing she's good at: act.
Not on a stage; not in front of an audience.
Just a little one woman show ran by her heart and her voices. Alone, she will say the final line.
Take her final bow.
And there is no curtain call.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 7:54 PM UTC
im dreamt by coincidence -
skeleton from my daddy.
beached monkey,
buring forests in the alley.
the ruin of minutes,
i'll have the second hand smoked
on a clock for my owner,
in the valley i drew from your mouth.
you hug me like a cave.
i choke you like a rosary.
grass breaks through my face
since I'm not walked on anymore.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 11:12 PM UTC
Right Behind ,
those distant eyes lies a person begging to be understood, a person too scared to admit she needs you.
Far Behind,
this wall made up of all the let down and the desolation in her life is the need to find something new.
Always Behind ,
the brave front put up to keep her safe fear grips ,with a buring hot intensity, down to her very core.
Still Behind,
her fradulent smile devastation engulfs her spirit, saddness that she is bound to hide forevermore.
Mixed in Behind ,
her diluted sense of reality, inlies what she precieves as fantasy, but alas it is undeniably what is going on now.
You'll see Behind ,
a vicious web of self doubt that would consume her, desperately she fights to free herself the only question left is how
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 3:05 AM UTC
His sweet soul she stole,
Into the darkest depth of dark obsession;
Beyond where light consoles...
Where love's a derision unto depression.
He danced with death's desire,
Lost himself in paradise of her purgatory;
Daring to embrace her buring fire,
He breathed her as his life's only obligatory.
She became his sacred sacrilege;
Sweet death's symphony he can't dance without,
That offered him every privilege,
His craving wanted without an iota of doubt.
Seduction strummed his soul strings,
Streaming him to dangle into strangled snooze;
Him, she swung in soulful swings,
Swinging him into losing his life in her noose.
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
And keep me company
Even when I am dark
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
That let me stay
Even if I'm different
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
Buring bright
While I just reflect
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
Hues of gold, blue, red
With my life black and white
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
Falling and shooting
As I endlessly spin
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
That they wish upon
When I make them loons
If I'm the moon
Will you be stars
When I rise in blackness
Will you stay beside me
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 10:30 AM UTC
In my dreams, I still feel, hear, and see you.
You are just barely there, barely in my longing dreams.
And just when I feel your arms around my body
When I feel the fire buring in my wanting soul.
When I want nothing more than just to hold you
I wake up and you becoming just another longing dream.
Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 6:18 PM UTC
I want to learn how to live again
Not for you, but for myself
I want to erase those memories,
I’ve kept buried in my heart for so long
I want to heal,
Every single aching wound
That you caused, in the name of love
I want to set my soul free,
Burning it all down.
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 11:39 AM UTC
yet i say, don't cry babe it's ok
And yet i still take this hell in
And yet it's burns, even through the cold nights
And even if i cry, I would still get hurt
Now I just don't believe in peace
And calmness is all i have left
Heaven or hell, I don't mind
Standing up or laying down, the pain is all mine
And even if i die, I would still wish to die
I would wish to cry
If my veins weren't buring, I would fly
And if you have a fantasy for blood
**** the rest of me, I won't mind
But just set me free or let me be
How i were in my dreams and my fantasy
Don't get emotional !! Just get rid of me
Oh big deal like it's supposed to be
Laying in bed while you're hitting me
Don't worry I won't be able to carry my backpack for the rest of the week
And yet again this is how it's supposed to be
Crying under the covers, like am smoking ****
Or closing the bedroom door just to not feel weak
But, i still seems to upset everybody
So it's a good idea to break me down with words, neat
Yeah another day at school where I switch to a different person, fragile actually
Moody maybe
it's ok just ok.
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
I lay in rain feeling the cold fill my lungs with every mistake I make knowing that death is a grip around my neck slowly feeling like death has his buring lies.
I don't fear death but with his cold dead lying eyes I can't beat that his truth knowing all my thoughts feed his energy .
Feeling his hand touch my back make u see ****** rain threw the eyes of pain my eyes now see deaths pain for every life he has to take
Oct 21, 2016
Oct 21, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
My love i want to lay you down to rest in my web of your paralizing venom making it painless
Night i cant tell if im awake or in a intoxicating coma dreams begain to form in to terror like buring in your own hell you meddicat my brain but your love takes away everything making your intoxicating aroma **** me jnto your arms i drift into your mind hoping to find you sitting with me. You keep me happy you keep me alive with your voice baby do you know what its like to feel so hollow deep inside your love leaves me breathless your touch changes my mind
Night and day im alive half awake or lost buried in your arms
You take all my pain away you put out my wild fire you blow away the darknezz i seen every day
Your intoxicating aroma as you hold me you lay me down to rest in your arms never leting go
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 8:26 PM UTC