"cheecks" poems
it's easier to point out my flaws rather than the tear stains on my cheecks
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
*The breeze is kissing my skin
while twirling around the autumn leaves
The fresh rain is cascading all over the park
and now gliding away
it stops.*
*Sparkling drops are laying softly on the grass
while they're gentley tickling my fingers
With lightly leg movements
I walk through a narrow path.*
Yet a flower to see
*The petals of a brightly red rose
are beautifully spread out to each side
My fluffy cheecks are blushing by
the smell of the heavenly flower*
I feel alive
*My coffee-brown eyes are glancing at my love
but he does not notice my existence
I crave for his affection,
yet he does not see me.*
The rain comes pouring down again...
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
Why? If we had such a great start,
to my bed I ask before I fall asleep,
while I'm trying not to fall apart,
before memories roll down my cheecks.
Did I made you inside my head?
Your smile nourished my soul
and now I'm starving in my bed.
You where all I could've imagined.
Did I made you inside my head?
I'd die for another night in your bed.
I'm not smart enough and I blame this heart.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
Classical music
Thin words spread thick
Butter milk expression
Flushed cheecks
No good mornings
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
The rain falls on the cobble stone wall
She is tall, young with perfectly long hair
Black and gray is all that is today
The rain falls on her open toed shoes
Her cheecks are full, her breath is heavy
A little chilly for the fifth of September
Her skin like silk, damp and freckled
The rain falls in the most perfectly sad way
Drop by drop on the cobble stone wall
One by one under her freckled brow
Black and gray, black and gray
The church bell crashes, at the perfect hour
The day is gray but her eyes have color
Deep and rich with depth like the sea
Falling in deeper, and deeper
Impossible to look away
Searching and searching under sheets of gray
Only to find the reason to say
It feels a bit warmer on this September day
Looking into the eyes of young beauty
Reminding the soul of all past laughs
And easing the mind of tomorrow's woes
The rain falls on us all
But as long as there is color
Those are the reasons
We look into each other
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
When my pillow is drenched with tears, my mind filled with fear.
She still avails herself to me
Even when their cruelty ****** me,
she gently dresses my wounds.
When I can't sleep at night,
she is my dulcimer lullaby
Even when my teeth's peak,
when my cheecks lift,
when my heart jumps so high
And when my eyes gleam so bright.
She still avails herself to me
She connects so well with ears,
wipes my tears,erase my fears
She is my music!
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 1:11 AM UTC
Gloomy forecast,
Slick cheecks,
Flooded Socks.
Gonna be a wet one!
Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 1:22 AM UTC
There was once a girl
who thought words were
only ideas,
and that music was
only noise.
She spent long hours
thinking,
and trying to draw
hearts for the boys
she passed on the train.
They only stared at her
with empty eyes
and scars on their lips
from the cigarettes
and told her the drawings
were silly.
She rubbed salt on her cheecks
and threw away the
drawings.
She thought they were inadequette,
like she wasn't
good
enough.
She painted checkers
on her fingernails,
and threw away her pencils.
She didn't take the train anymore,
and she made herself
happy.
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 6:24 PM UTC
Do you want to know a secrete?
A tale of foolish lies?
About how you will be worshiped, all you have to do is die?
Hold up a gun,
Polish your shoes,
Don't forget, spit and shine.
Do you want to know a secrete?
Make yourself a hero?
Ready for this simple mission?
Take your gun, and your uniform,
Take that man from his family,
Ignore the pleas from his family,
The children lie,
They pretend to cry,
His mother sobs,
But it is your job.
Do you want to know a secrete?
Come back a hero?
Set your family and your future for life?
All you have to do is guard that truck.
Tell the girl to stop,
Shoot anything that moves before that,
She does not listen?
All you have to do is press it.
This aren't tears running down her cheecks,
That's not fear in her eyes,
She knows what your about to do,
No confusion about how she dies.
She attacked you, that is all,
She drew her gun, you drew yours,
She was not a child,
She was a women,
No fear in her eyes,
As she fell to the ground,
Walk over to her body,
And plant the gun as proof,
it is not lying, she would have done it anyways.
In her arms you see?!
She did have something!
See you did not lie!
Just do not look into her eyes.
But what is this?
Why try and look?
You will not find anything but a corpse.
But what is this in her hand?
A knife? A gun? A ticking bomb?
No...
What is this?
'Tis not a gun, or a bomb, not a knife to stab someone.
In her hand she held a photo,
Of her mother and her brother,
And other smile of a man,
Is it her father? Is it her uncle?
no
It is the man you took away,
The man who now lays
On the ground beaten and hurt,
All because you had your orders,
It was her father, foolish one,
He was a brother, a very fun one.
It was a mistake they said to say,
He attacked you, you could not look away.
But she lays here in your hands ,
All she wanted was to understand,
Why you took her idol away,
A man who would never hurt or slay,
Only because you had your orders,
What does that mean for all the others!?
All she wanted was an answer,
She never ment any harm,
But why does she lay on the ground?
A precious child, sent from above,
No more than 5 years spent on this planet,
Yet everything she cares for has been taken.
So tell me why?!
Why did you **** her father!?
He never hurt anyone,
Yet you hurt him,
Beat him with guns and sticks,
Had the audacity to *** on him for humor?!
He is but a man like you.
So why hurt not only him, but his kids and family?
Are you better than him? Is that why?
He is just trash,
No need to explain why.
Now you go back home,
A Hero Of War
For taking a little girls father,
And treating him like dirt,
For staining your hands with an innocent souls blood,
Nothing more than a simple Coward !
Look at your daughters eyes and imagine her asking why.
Why they took her fathers life,
With no explanations, leaving her to wonder why.
Then one day she gets shot, all because she saw that man,
Who her fathers life ended by his hand,
And lays on the ground with an unanswered question hanging from her lips.
Please Mister ,I want to know why
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC
So high, so bright
Someone who tames everyone's sight
Everything about you looks right
Looks that no one can fight.
Cold sweat
Heavy breath
Face turns red
Hidding it is a test.
This feeling
I can't stop smilling
Cheecks keeps blushing
And knees won't stop shaking.
Oh its been a while
Since the last time
I saw someone so fine
To my eyes, he brightly shines.
Indeed, Im afraid
But not too great
I tried to make it fade
But it always stayed.
I like you,
I really do
I just don't know what to do
If you turn me down too.
I think you are the finest
Best among the rest
The girl you like must be the luckiest
Why? I just said, because she won the finest.
I don't expect to be lucky
I dont need to be one, really
I know my limitations completely
Simply seeing you makes me happy.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
The thump of our hearts beating in sync
My breath is caught, my mind is racing.
Admiring her beauty, her cheecks burning red
I take her by the hand, her skin as soft as silk
The chirps and whistles of nature fade
The aroma of lavender engulfs my senses.
We lean in. We kiss. My heart skips.
Her lips are lucious cherries,
Her eyes begging for another.
We caress each other, birds flying above.
What is this feeling, is it love?
Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 7:51 PM UTC
Normal Isnt Even Close To Me
A Ghost I See
I struggle to be who im supposed to be
People seem to fade away
Once they get a ceartain close to me
Staring At the stage
With the curtins closed
Tears Slicing My Cheecks
BLOOD All Over my feet
I wish somebody
Could truly understand me
No Doctor has The Right med
No peace no nice rest
Not even in a nice bed
My head is filled with so much
Im so close to
Well idk what
Cos i over think
**** life
Wait **** me
My past it cuts deep
Sorry mom ill never be the son you wanted
Im for ever sad for ever haunted
Grateful For What Ive been Givin
Waiting for somethin ive been missing
I die i nside when i realize
I cant capture my visions
Blacking out
Passing out
Searching around
Ima blind mouse
Also immortal
And this portal to earth
I wish i didnt find out
With out expiericing what i did
Its immposible to picture how my life is
Some times i gaze into my future
On a night glimpe
Theres nobody there
No wife , kids
Not even me The one who writes this
My whole life is a fantasy
Yet real af
Like a battle be
My mind is my enemy
My regrets weigh heavy
I cant reverse time
Thats why i be crying so steady
My darkness is such a bad spot
Sometimes i twitch like a fish
I got back knots
I hate this plane but love its back drop
Sometimes i pick up my bag
Then let my back drop
Im uncortable is ****
Im the bag yall
Ive been using drugs
To escape
I stare in the mirror with shivering fear
I lie to my face
Tell my self im okay
I dont crave pitty me
Thats silly see
I just need a never ending hug
And a better me
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
little enough world how up Up UP
in your frail face is a pair of slick
rinds coloured in the drowsy dream
of being,
a forest that perhaps
is filled with sunset being sheathed
in rain
its voice that
tinly crawls
on tremendous legs of pale wind
a fine club
is wield by
enormous strength of drunk hands
drunk with vine and pistil
(poppy and thistle)
that ***** ***** *****
the alabaster hull of cloud
(a single star emits
and dances upon fall
all the deadness who
turn their cheecks up
–even their cheecks up–
at this death more,
bright
more
vital
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC
*they say what a beutiful day
they say it’s always your way
but they never say it will always be the other way
looking out at the beautiful day
seeing it all shatter like glass upon my eyes
bright blue skies turn to dusk
bright days are now gloomy
dreams are only dreams
and stars are no longer worth wishing on
they say live it up
so give em’ a cup
pour the drinks let’s see your bodies move
but every movement is in slow motion
to escape would be to live
but to live you need to escape
the happy face turns into a frown
the bright happy eyes are now pouring down
warm waters rolling down the cheecks
splatters onto the ground and splash
all is quiet, you can almost hear it, you’re alone
no where to go or run or even trun
and then they say life is an amazing thing*
Jan 24, 2012
Jan 24, 2012 at 1:00 AM UTC
Dear wifey
I had a bad dream last night
I had a dream that I lost you,
I woke up screaming, sweating
And I just couldn't stop the river of tears flowing down my cheecks
I know it's funny that I haven't met you yet
But I can't live without you
The thought of my life without you feels like a never ending black hole of nothingness
Dark, cold, empty
I know we don't know each other yet but,
I pray for you more than I pray for myself
I long to see you every second you're away
It's a mission to even blink because that micro second without seeing your face, breaks my heart
I sometimes just think about you and smile
And in that little moment, I just get lost
I dissappear into another world where there is just US
It's funny I don't know your name,
Yet it rhymes with mine
If I was a poet I would write a beautiful piece just with our names
Or if could sing, I'd make a beautiful melody with only your name as the chorus and it would hit platinum sales
I know I don't know your name yet
But I sometimes find myself signing your name next time
The bank declined my loan because my ID names didn't match what I wrote
I tried to explain to her that I can't be without you even on a piece of paper
I can't believe they asked me for a marriage certificate
I told them it's not in any peice of paper because it's written in the stars
And they called the security guard on me
It's okay babe, they don't yet understand
The other day I told my mom about you
She was so happy I could see it in her eyes
She couldn't stop smiling
You're just a perfect daughter in law she never had
I still wonder why you took this long to meet
It's funny how people think you're her daughter
I remember they first day my friends saw you with my family, they thought we were related
It must be that matching soul thing that got us looking like one person
By the way, my sister hid our wedding pic
She says it brightens her kitchen
I wanted to take it but I didn't have the heart because your smile really do light up her kitchen
Okay my love, it's getting late now
I hope you arrive soon
I'm waiting to hold you and never let you go
I love you to the moon and back
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC
Your Looks
Strong Eyes
Delicate Lips
Chubby Cheecks
Oval Nostrils
Delicate Nose Ring
Curly Hair
Mole on the Ear.
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
Pooh bears ass-cheecks are clogged and he's looking for honey. It's otay, lemonglade. I ice skatelike diamond rangs and live with tigger and he freaks me fruit. It's otay, I'm geeky and love Pokemon and Yu-gi-oh pour my Po Bo I'm fricken Asian hi. I like the way your a dumb **** This is garage band garbage I push through my viens in this cage I waste for Jake when he aims to be tied-up. I wonder why Pooh smells like **** For fruitful 21Savage ***** **** like other Ellen fans. It's otay, I got charmon for me ***** till. I paid from my left pocket the right one hanging, chicken wings falling from the right ai-ight. Out of sike.
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 5:24 PM UTC
My fingers are numb from grasping at these straws I can't seem to reach I can't even hold them long enough to have them slip away
I've got an aching soul to match my throat for I've been screaming your name endlessly into the void
Blisters adorn the feet I've been chasing after you on hoping you'll turn around someday
Lungs burning for each time you look at me I can't catch my breath and it feels like the oxygen was ****** from the room
Fire is burning across my cheecks when I see your eyes dance across my face
Give me a pocket dictionary becasue I can't seem to find the words on my own
a.l.n
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 12:31 AM UTC
Ok ok all we do is argue .
Let’s try something new
No talking just Touching .
Something we lack .
Teach me other ways of
showing you love.
Let’s have fun
Let’s have ***
Let’s explore together new ways of making us feel great .
Let’s forget about Our life and problems
By Letting me ride Your Big *** ****
On the bed , the floor the couch.
Let’s get ***** & ******* naughty.
Make me feel great about my body
By touching me In Desperate worshipping ways .
Let’s just take a pause from showing love and affection.
By Having *** and feeling that nice ****** sensation.
Teach me what makes you *****
The words , which Moans , my voice of tone.
What do you want me to say
Tell me baby il ******* obey .
So Just shut the **** up .
Bend me over
*** up high
Head down low.
Make me ******* moan.
Spread my Cheecks apart
Watch your **** slip in and out.
My ***** waters at the thought
Of having your hard fat ****
Touching with just your tip on my ***** lips.
Teasing My kit
You see the nice juice your making me produce.
Yeah love that **** daddy .
Stroke me nice and slow .
Stop ******* with my heart !
Come **** my brains instead .
Shove your **** down my throat
Let me gag & choke.
Drop all your Issues
Let’s feel something other
than anger
By putting In your index fingers
One in the pink
One in the stick
Come here baby
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
Mixed feelings...
There they go..
Swaying and swimming...
Roaming about..
None is winning...
Should I go ...
Should I stay..
Do i go ahead..
Do i stay back..
Which way do i go..
Do i go up..
Do i come down..
**** u mixed feelings...
I start to smile..
But before it reaches my eyes..
Tears flow over their edges..
And im left with wet cheecks and lashes..
The laugh starts to bubble over..
But ends in a heart wrenching cry.
Do i walk away??
Or do I stay n pray????????
**** u mixed feelings..
I have a melody n a melancholy ..
I am happy and I'm sad..
Ecstatic and heart broken
What an irony..
It's just to bad..
This can't be changed..
O you mixed feelings..
**** u mixed feelings...
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 8:50 AM UTC