"desperatly" poems
He didn't grow angel wings and go to heaven. He put on an astronaut helmet and found peace in the stars. A tiny soul floating through the galaxies, just waiting for mommy to join him. His dreams were to big for this planet. Curiosity, love, adventure, and fearlessness. He was soaked in those traits as he grew in my womb. The unknown was calling and I don't blame him for answering. He was concieved by two souls who desperatly wanted more than life can offer. We created something too beautiful for human form. All I can do is hope that the night sky is full of kindness. It brings peace to know he left this earth knowing nothing of pain. An artist like his mother, I know my son is painting constelations in the sky and sprinkling stardust over my head. One day I'll have the guts to put on a helmet of my own, and he can show me the universe through his eyes, resting in my arms for eternity.
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
“I want that one” I exclaim pointing to the unicorn on the bottom shelf. I choose this one because she seems sad because all she’s ever seen was peoples feet. I pick her because maybe no one else will buy her because she’s at the bottom shelf and taller people wont even see her. She is soft and white and has cotton candy pink horns, hooves and bows around her neck.
“It looks cross-eyed” my brother Charlie observes in a critical way that night at dinner. He’s just upset that he didn’t get to pick anything because it isn’t his birthday. It doesn’t matter though, the new member of my stuffed animal collection is named Sparkles, and nothing anyone says will change that she is my new best friend.
After dinner everyone goes to walk the dog and I bring Sparkles, because it would be silly to leave her home by herself. We drive down the road and pretend to have tea on the beach. To my happiness, everyone sits in a circle. Sipping on tea and complimenting each other on clothes we aren’t wearing, food we aren’t eating and things we didn’t do, I’m surprised that even Charlie is partaking. The sun begins to set and we begin to pack up, or rather my Mother and Father pack up while Charlie holds Sparkles by the scruff of her neck and threatens to throw her in the bushes.
“Sparkles is gonna get lost Em, too bad you cant catch me” he cries running towards the thick brambles.
“Stop it! Stop! You’re hurting her!” I screech after him, desperatly trying to overcome his head start. But i’m too late. By the time I get to him he is already preparing to throw her into the prickers.
“NO!” I yell as I watch Sparkles get launched into the 8 foot tall bush of thorns.
I shove Charlie into the bush, which results in cuts all up his arms and back.
“Emma,what are you doing?!” my parents exclaim coming at the sound of Charlies cries.
“He threw Sparkles”
“Thats never an excuse for pushing” they scold.
“But..Spark”
“No Emma, you should have thought of that, we have to go fix Charlie” im cut off
They don’t understand. Sparkles made it so that everyone drank tea together, and stood for the small things to be noticed. She was my best friend, we were both small things standing up to big people. Of course they don’t understand. Big people don’t know about small people problems, they only know about fixing what has been broken. I want to rewind to when we all were talking about the fantasies of castles and secret twin siblings, where we were all small people for a minute.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
I do me for sympathy sinks,
As Trees blow in the wind and its hard to see when you got this disease blockin out your insperation formed technique. so i do deeds for peeps not for self asteem, but because i believe in accepting , not threw speech but threw a hand to pat the back when stress constricts your will to breath. rain drips and leaves cover your ceiling as your trying to think peace, i understand and its guaranteed i will be there to give you that moral preach that you so desperatly need. i love you human being, threw this cruel scene i will stand you up, and dig for your seed only to show you how much you mean to the universe, so in return maybe you can wipe the blood when i bleed. Sympathy maybe so. I'm hear to let you know threw this fleshy capsol i too am a soul just looking for balance under control. The role of being me?? I don't mind. Just as long as you promise to set me free when i start to decline. Don't sit blind for its only a matter of time befor this sun shine ends, lift me dead.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 5:32 PM UTC
it was you.
our selfish tendencies create and everlasting attraction we refuse to face.
dec.18
cold mornings. a sun never rising to warm you up on these rainy days. your beating heart is inconsistent with the tempo of your words. distant reminders breaking sound waves of my “remember when” ideas. built of days when heat consumed our souls, the shade gave us privacy, and the cool air gave us peace.
all thats in your soul is now so desperatly clinging onto whats left of your heart. the beautiful part is washed away and hidden under your bed. hidden with the rest of your heart. the pieces that were so meaningful to me. nothing but another empty body for life. the life that that was offered to you is now bringing breath into other weightless hearts making them as heavy as ours. i wouldnt need you if i didnt love you so much. no one comes close to this confused mind. no one will ever come close. individuals we convince ourselves to be but would we be here lying to everyone if we were so independent? please dont repeat the processes of love with anyone as dishonest as your self.
Sep 9, 2012
Sep 9, 2012 at 1:39 PM UTC
Little Tiger
It hurts me to see the things you do
All the little scars you have
Everything you've been through
It hurts
More then you know
And I so desperatly want you to see
The beauty you have
I want you to see the girl
That everyone loves
Not the girl
You want to be
You're fierce
You're strong
You're beautiful
So when they tell you you're nothing, just remember
A tiger never loses sleep over the opinion of a sheep
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
Gasping my lungs turn to stone
“Breath!”
My throat closes in
“Just breath”
But i cant
My mind is spinning
My heart races
Im standing on solid ground
But it feels like im falling
And i keep falling
Down
Down
Down
A downward spiral my mind screams for everything to stop
But my mouth can not make a single noise
I grasp the air with my lungs
But i slip farther and farther
All i can hear is my mind breaking
Shutting down
All i feel is my heart beating
Blood rushing through my veins
The burning in my lungs
Desperatly begging for air
And I can not see
The room is spinning
And Nothing is real
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
you are that someone i waited for desperatly
so that i will be loved differently
May 2, 2024
May 2, 2024 at 2:10 AM UTC
I cried in his arms
He didn't put on any of his charms
Looking like a fool sobbing and shaking
I was surely breacking
He whispered its okay
While i felt so desperatly grey
He said that i'll be alright
No smiles were in sight
It felt like i couldn't breathe
Once again he said just breathe
He seemed so calm
When i felt like a ticking time bomb
Its going to be okay he said kissing my forehead
Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
You thought you could do it again...
But you thought wrong...
'Cause this is now and that was then...
And I guess I'm not strong...
'Cause I see the game you trying to play...
And I see that scam you trying to run...
And I let you do it all day every day...
But she gives me the strength to say I'm done...
So it's no longer "her"...
And its no longer "you"...
I have a new girl...
Taking my world for a whole new twirl...
Now things are better...
Since me and her are together...
And since I cast you aside...
I can see the truth you desperatly tryed to hide...
In the crevasses and holes you call a heart...
Deep down inside...
You tryed to shield me...
And protect me from her...
You tryed to help me...
When life was a blur...
But now I see clear...
And now I see all...
While I hold her near...
And I stand tall...
And hold her at my side...
As I change the tide...
While she melts my cold heart...
And chisels the incasing stone...
And I smile while it tears you apart...
'Cause I have this new girl...
And your still alone...........
Jun 13, 2010
Jun 13, 2010 at 8:48 PM UTC
Dropping a glass, its nothing much to you, only pick up the pieces and no one will ever know the damage had been done
Dropping an event, its nothing much to you, only make a few phone calls and no one will ever know your presence had never been
Dropping a call, its nothing much to you, only check a friends mood and no one will ever know you told them something
Dropping a friendship, its nothing much to you, only say a few false words and pick up another tomorrow, whilst leaving the other to pick up the glass pieces, dropping the planned happy event, desperatly waiting for that call knowing that this friendship will never be fixed, so you are left, to pick up the broken pieces
Aug 27, 2010
Aug 27, 2010 at 3:34 AM UTC
I am underwater how do I chase?
Please forgive my blockings being unfollowed saddens me
I am only human make mistakes
Trying to understand your poetry without seeing your face
as the mirrors fogs I pushed to defog and unmask
I am a realist in attitude
vission depiction is hard to do
seeing across the cyber space cold computer screen with clarity is exausting however fun
I guess I lost it forgive me
what I searched for desperatly
to find and hungrily devour
has found me instead
the final blow was executed
bittersweet the object of my
obsession has withdrown
a sacred tree tored in half
I remain changed wiser
a crying sorrowful nymph
bent fallen in this battlefield arena
my world in shambles remains
my sacred tree unreachable is
I struggle to breath as
I come up for a little fresh air
and a mighty hand pushes
me down
down under water again
and again
I appologize have mercy on my soul beloved loyal reader how much more wiser thou art
I hope whats on the other side is better than on this mirrored life of mine.
understand me please I pleed
that I may gather strenght
before I go hence and be no more
~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbbs
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
Mother Earth decided
To have a yard sale
From the sands on her beach
With all of its sea shells
Including all the forest green
And mountain tops as well
Even all the in-betweens
Along with everything else
Selling all her waters
The entire lot
Ponds, lakes, and winding streams
What's clean and what's not
Even comes with the fish
All ready to be caught
Puddles go for 50 cents
If that's all you've got
Feel's she's getting way too old
To take care of it all
From the largest that there is
To the smallest of the smalls
With the creatures that can walk
And those that slither and crawl
Trying her best to get full price
Before she has to discount it all
She'll pay the price for adds up front
Advertising in the almanac
Get it in early enough
So she's not stuck in the back
Make it all day Fri
And half a day on Sat
With a chance to buy it all
Wherever you are at
As Mother Earth delegently
Sets up her yard sale
All must go as you can see
Take it home for yourself
Once it's all sold and gone
She has yet to figure out
Just knows that she desperatly needs
Some time alone to herself
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 8:14 AM UTC
**But what if they weren't friends anymore?**
She desperatly hopes it wasn't true.
You see, ali knew to much.
So hanna had some stuff to do.
She would **** her, thats her plan!
"Forget ali, she's a dead man."
***** when she found out that Ali had a twin....
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 1:18 AM UTC
I want to be you
Like I am me
Because I love you
Unconditionally
Desperatly
I want to feel the same pain
Like you do
To suffer on the same way
All the good and the bad
Which is yours
To be mine
But I am not you
Like I am not me
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
I am a ruiner,
As I gasp for breath,
Heaving my lungs
Desperatly trying to pull upwards
I latch onto you,
Everyone close to me,
Trying just to get to air,
And instead,
I drown you with me
And I'm sorry
But I'm not an Angel
I'm not even lovable,
All I ever do is hurt,
And break,
And ruin.
Sep 7, 2021
Sep 7, 2021 at 12:10 AM UTC
Born to do something
But forced to do something else
Desperatly trying to feel
Desperatly trying fit
Desperatly trying to be
Someone
Who exists inside of
Me
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 12:11 PM UTC
There's an uncontrollable feeling inside me
That desperatly want's to make a change
In this boring prison
I call everyday
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
I struggle to breath
Want to sleep but not tired
I want to talk but nothing in mind
I strain myself to be present
Spacing out my favourite thing
If im not present i cannot hurt
The source unclear
No one understand
Foreign language i have become
My silence unreadable
I crawl through the sewerage pipes of my mind
Desperatly trying to find the source
All this turmoil need a source
I wish you could hold me forever
Squeeze so tight my pieces fit
But when you let go
I fall
Brake and shatter
When you hold me i feel safe
I feel anew for the fight
But you always leave
You leave to rejoin your happy life
I realise the empty my life is
I hate my life
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 5:12 AM UTC
She paints at her nails
Furiously
With every drop of pink
Desperatly
Covering her every inch.
Silly girl.
Have you forgotten that
Inevitably
Your colours will chip
Regrettably
Leaving your grin faded
Terribly
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
It was along the ancient rivers
Where the waters break themselves against
The stones, smooth and polished,
Among the seedlings called words.
In thought, well let us call it mythic
Theory, the river was exposed to the thirst
Of the first men, those who wished an
extension of themselves to the universe.
With a constellation to start them with,
The first Word arose after the first man
Drank from it, the word was Hope
and he picked a small star to mark the moment.
The river was infested with verbs and metaphors,
The man was thirsty for words and description,
He drank with mermaids and sea creatures
From the magnetic water that dripped with life words.
Once he had his share, before he became a poet,
He had to learn a lesson important to being
What he so desperatly wanted to express,
The touch of a woman.....
On a night that was felt as though ten moons
Across, he lay with a first woman as he repeated
The first word into his heart, Hope, the audacious
Nature bother heartfelt and genuine.
And the next day as the sun spring forth the light,
He woke alone and a sudden cold entered,
His passion untamed, his heart recognizes
the abyss, and he began a song of words.:
He who belonged to no one,
Suddenly belongs to the word,
The word was his foundation
And the magic was born in a sullen pain.
A poet was born from a river,
The words a passionate abyss,
The perfect pattern from God,
The verse was born from his heart.
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 5:44 PM UTC
Two bodies never felt so close as the night air seduced us into a ****** trance
Urging us to give into our deepest need
Begging us to do a sensual dance
Hot and thick the summer heat added fuel to our fire
Sweat dripping off of our bodies as we gave into the desire
Stripped me bare right there where anybody could see
Whispering naughty words that would make the old me flee
Something about the night, the thick summer heat
The way the moon was glistening, never had I wanted more to feel complete
Laying down on the cool ground
Our needy heart beats were the only sound
Nothing else mattered in that moment, everything else was drowned out
Touched me gently where I held all the heat and I tried desperatly not to shout
Bending down to taste my heat with your mouth, claiming the need to explore
I screamed as you continued to **** sweet honey and begged for more
The summer had never meant so much to me
When you stopped your exploring and finally made us complete
Thighs tickled as you slid in between
Breaths mingled as we finally fulfilled our need
That night we came together not caring if we were seen
Wrapped up in desire that surrounded us like the summer heat
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC
To lovers you are the kiss of death.
To babies you are the stealer of their breath.
To teachers you are the disobediant child.
To hunters you are the untames wild.
To artist you are the desperatly needed inspiration.
To poets you are the unwritten emotion.
To me you are an unwanted mystery.
To me you are eventually history.
To me you are the distraction of everything.
To me you are the wind beneath the wing.
To me you are a husband to a wife.
To me you are life.
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC
It's like poison
Toxic, deadly and addicting
Coasing through my body
Clouding my mind
Taking over
Its consuming me
Within this detrimental thing called love
An Unstoppable force
Thats made its way into the deepest crevices of my heart
Its burning my lungs
Suffocating, tightening its grip
Firmly planted down
And unwilling to let go
A hallucinogen, stimulant
Drug trip made for two
Infused within my soul
Glowing with a venomous hue
Its posion is bitter sweet
The promise of affection drawing me in
Filling me with contentment
Before the consequences set in filling me with resentment
Its intoxicating
An endless haze of love, destruction and despair
A drug that ive become reliant on
The pain and suffering to prove that i am there
Allowing me to reach my high
Happiness and never ending bliss awaits
Though with every high comes a even worse low
Its leaving me on the ground, greif ridden and despondent
Desperatly yearning for what was
Stuck on repeat
In the same mindless cycle
Drawn in by the same toxic poison
Merely by a different name
My addiction called Love
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 10:45 AM UTC
I have scorched lips
Ashes in my hair
And burns on my arms
I did this to myself
I saw the fire raging
In your soul and wished
To be apart of it
I didn't think about
The pain you'd cause
I only though about your soul
And how it matched mine.
I reached for your hand
And you pulled away
Claiming that you'd only hurt me
But I thought that
I could withstand the pain
I reached again and this time
You pulled me into your arms
Desperatly wanting to feel wanted
I kissed you with such fiercity
That it scorched my lips
And left them chapped
You pulled me closer scared
That id run away
when in the end
It was you
That ran
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 6:54 PM UTC