"els" poems
I don't sleep,
You slumber
Your weak,
I hunger
For flesh,
Your flesh
that you will desire
I temp you with fire
heat upon your bones
send you comfort in cold homes,
I play when your awake
plan then you par take
Hahahahaha I'm what you want
make it easy or els I'll taunt
Come and join my craziness
These things will be your happiness
MONEY
***
GETTING YOUR BODY HIGH
POWER
AND FAME
Forget the rest of life its Lame
NO LOVE FOR YOU
No respect of truth
Lies Lies Lies
You all love the lies!!!
I'll never leave your side
No seat belts on this ride
HAhahaha I'll Win
Cuz all you want is Sin
So go head and close your eyes
Cuz You'll never sleep when you die...
Apr 9, 2012
Apr 9, 2012 at 8:43 AM UTC
At night my arms become yours
Not so much in a physical way
More in a viral way
You force me to push my pillow over my head
Like a helmet
Preparing for battle
You know my dreams could **** me
We battle on threw miles of dream
Years go by
Life times are spent
Loving and hating
Whispering and screaming
Planing our escape
Then I awaken
Pull my helmet off
And realize that you are somewhere els
Dreaming too
It is a saddening thought
But a sobering one as well
As I regain full control of my arms
I think to myself
Did people sleep on there sides before pillows?
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 8:45 PM UTC
Here lies old Hobson, Death hath broke his girt,
And here alas, hath laid him in the dirt,
Or els the ways being foul, twenty to one,
He’s here stuck in a slough, and overthrown.
’Twas such a shifter, that if truth were known,
Death was half glad when he had got him down;
For he had any time this ten yeers full,
Dodg’d with him, betwixt Cambridge and the Bull.
And surely, Death could never have prevail’d,
Had not his weekly cours of carriage fail’d;
But lately finding him so long at home,
And thinking now his journeys end was come,
And that he had tane up his latest Inne,
In the kind office of a Chamberlin
Shew’d him his room where he must lodge that night,
Pull’d off his Boots, and took away the light:
If any ask for him, it shall be sed,
Hobson has supt, and ’s newly gon to bed.
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this is how i see it..
you can look at everything from the perspective of good & bad or you can see all of it as experience, as growth, & as guidance.
everything that we experience has the power to be helpful, positive, or beneficial for us.
we just need to open our hearts, & our minds.
we must accept things for what they are & have faith in the glorious universe.
all that Gaia knows to give, is love.
& i believe that everything we experience is done out of love for us.
it is done to guide us somewhere or teach us something that is important to our being and our evolutionary journey.
even at times when we may not be able to see or understand our destiny ourselves.
Gaia will provide us with all the tools and lessons that we need to be happy and free.
we just need to learn to be more open and receptive.
to make the best of everything,
to look for the good first, & to see the meaning, the beauty, the lesson, the humanity in all.
pay close attention, look deep within the heart of all matters, & never be afraid to feel the love or the pain that you hold, or that anyone one els in this world holds.
feel it together, & heal it together.
one beautiful love.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
what you choose to think and believe influences how you view the world amd how your reality is shaped.
you are, and everything els is, exactly what you make it to be.
if you believe the earth to be a beautiful place filled with love and opportunity, that that is how it shall be.
if you believe you are divine & strong, then that you will be, and vise versa.
we choose the path that our souls take .
if you believe in nothing, then nothing will happen.
if you believe in reincarnation, then that is what will happen to you.
if you believe in the stars, then you will go there.
it's all up to you my beautiful co-creators!
where you go, how you feel, how you precieve things, & how things effect you.
you choose, and you create it all.
and if you truly believe in something, you will manifest it into truth, and into reality.
hold no doubts about yourself, about your potential, and your powers.
fill your heart and mind, with love and dream BIG.
DREAM IS DESTINY
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 7:05 PM UTC
i had you
but i lost you
i had you
but i tossed you
i had you
but i fought you
and for what
for what
tell me what's the point
if when you find something real
you don't know how to deal
your just scared of how you feel
so you run for you life
and miss out on the chance
to be with this person
in a whirlwind romance
and you'll always think back
to the one that got away
to your foolish mistake
it will keep you awake
if you only had the heart
if you only had the means
to follow your bliss
to pursue your dreams
but that ship has sailed
the anchors pulled in
and maybe one day
you'll cross paths again
and maybe the next time
you will have the guts
to just take the leap
no if's, and's or but's
and now your staring at him
with someone els in your head
he'll never be him
and you'd rather be dead
then to keep on living
a life that's a lie
but it's all your fault
your decisions are why
you're here in the first place
with the wrong man for you
when you once had the right one
and what did you do
you gave it all up
when the going got tough
and he was the only one
who made you feel like enough
just as you are
he saw what most don't see
he took it all in
he let it all bleed
he was my soul mate
he was my best friend
and nobody's come close
to ever understand
the way that i think
and the way that i feel
and i don't think i'll ever
find something so real
so all i can do
is stay here and deal
and just do my best
to move on and heal
i had you
but i lost you
i had you
but i tossed you
i had you
but i fought you
and for what
for what?!
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 5:14 PM UTC
She put a spell on me
She manipulates my heart with alchemy
I love her with no control
Because she controls my very soul
She is so enchanting and mysterious
Her sorcery has got me delirious
I'm her servant and her puppet
And part of me loves it
Some voodoo and a hex
For some ritualistic ***
Under the blood moon a celebration
For the God of ***********
My sweet little pixie
Raising the dead with her necromancy
As I watch with dread
She dances with the dead
Witchcraft and conjuring demons from hell
Mystic horrors as the sacrifices scream and yell
I must break free from these sinister restraints; I must rebel
But I can't stop their pains because with magic in my veins I am just a
shell
I am like a doll stuck in its head and helpless
Left to panic about how she is relentless
She is so charming its alarming
I wonder who els she will be harming
The ****** psychotic *****
This seductive destructive witch
As long as I am hexed
I am going to be be next
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
Around the bend, baggage claim.
The carousel comes around again.
I try to find the ones my own,
I see the first as it comes down.
This first one, small, so quaint, so plain.
Carries all of my pain...tings.
The second slowly drifts across,
I'm glad that this one was not lost.
A medium size bag with a tiny hole,
It carries the remnants of my soul..dier memorabilia.
Two more bags I await, the next one appears at the gate.
Another smaller bag that is beat up, and tattered within.
If opened you would find all my sin...icle comics that I
collect.
As I wait for my final bag.
Hours pass as times drags.
I ask where it may have gone,
I'm told it was lost before the plane had flown.
Saddened with this news alas.
For that final baggage held my past...els.
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 10:10 PM UTC
Acabe de recordar l'última vegada que em vas mirar,
vas tancar ràpidament els ulls i vas baixar el cap..
Sabies que en aquell moment vas canviar la meua percepció del daurat clar apagat per una de completa felicitat? Que la teua veu exclamant baixet "Quins ulls!" encara evoca partícules també daurades que resplandeixen i giren suaument?
Que per primera vegada els colors no intenten amuntegar-se dins i davant meua quan m'atrapen els teus ulls?
Que quedant-me ahí no hi ha una sola tonalitat que gose immiscuir-se o privar-me d’ells?
Que no sé com es pinta perdre's a la teua mirada?
Que no em perd a propòsit, però que cada vegada més em trobe desfent-me de brúixoles i mapes?
Que desitjaria no saber llegir altres estrelles que em pogueren guiar?
Que tu ets el meu únic sol i que d'on s'exhala la teua llum és on vull estar..
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 7:25 PM UTC
He looks in my eye
I see his beautiful smile
I forget he made me cry
I hope this lasts more then awhile
If only he knew what he did to me
He makes me go so crazy
For him I would pay any fee
Even for a love so hazy
He looks me in the eye
I haven't seen this look in awhile
Don't let him see you cry
or els he will destroy your beautiful smile
Does he even know what he just did to me
After he go's so hazy
He'll never set me free
But its not him
Because I drive him crazy
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
el sol va tocar la lluna i amb els ulls brillants que compartien una
paradoxa amor, es va convertir en el seu conjunt
es va torçar en una essència sota els llençols de les tenebres al
nostre espai infinit
the world whispered the simple phrase into my ample
body, frigid in the sense mentally and physically
I cant get enough of this new comer
I feel the verses in my poetry have became
more real when words are enveloped in
a character of no moral restraints
I am more real now, I feel full
yet my emptiness is there on the side
I need that, and its understood - every human does
wholesome
grateful
the living dead are fully
alive now, and I have let
the deader parts of me fade away
with the turning of time
I have a new sheet of skin upon my body
I have new eyes peering at the world
with the stare of a pale ****** who has
yet to be touched by the sun
just coming out of my mothers womb
you see
I am born again
I breathe for the first time
and I love genuinely
I throw my arms in the sky
and I bathe myself in the wind
of this foreigner whom soon
I will give my body to
and you will grow along me
the clouds move above me like a
euphoric dream of melodies
and I feel the rush of the universe
come down on me like a huge raindrop
and I am cleansed
and I am free
and I am love
the smell of wet wood in the park
suffocates me with its natural joy
and I lay on the grass and peer
into the lakes of life and
the mysteries they hold, I cannot
wait to find out the riddles
and listen to the new rhymes to come
welcome new year
Jan 3, 2011
Jan 3, 2011 at 11:16 AM UTC
Hey Mr. I used to say
Hows your morning
hows your day
Your my wisdom my teacher my caregiver
When I need you, you said you'd be there
I did my best as a kid to give you attention and appreciation for the simple life I lived
Presents and notes to show I cared
Thank you cards of admiration and words of ill always be there
I was a kid, it was pretty much all I could give
Mr. you said one afternoon were going out to dinner when I get home
then I remember how you bailed
That’s ok Mr. I know your busy
You would say then Mr., maybe tomorrow if time permits me
I remember Mr. a few times you said get ready in a while we will go shopping…
But we never did
Maybe tomorrow Mr. said
I know now its better not to hold my breath
Help me pick up this house Mr. said
But I am tired and on my way to bed…
Ill do it tomorrow I promise
To that Mr. replied tomorrow never comes
And he went on to explaine, tomorrow there will be tomorrow… And another one…
Out in the world now
No longer a girl...
Hey Mr. I hate to ask…
But I need your help and I need it fast
The bills are do, my checks on its way but I need to pay my bills today
I know tomorrow my check will arrive I can pay you first thing in the morning
I remember you were fast to say I'd help you.....
but you would learn nothing and then you would say...
you say you will pay me tomorrow…
but I know better if you need money now tomorrow you will be no better off
Sorry Mr. your probably right…
I'll be ok its just one day and one night...
you were strict all my life, but you taught me well to never count on anyone…
never…
not ever in my life will I be optimistic
I'll never be anything, but protected and shelterd
forever never free all my days...
when I was a kid...
I remember it all to well
you gave me what I needed…
and nothing els
no memories of fun
no memories of any extra attention...
sometimes I feel you as cold as ice
Mr. I remember I'd often look at you twice
You never smiled you were always in a rush
I was a child and in the way…
Way to much...
Mr. I wish I learned your lesson sooner
that you were a promise maker...
and most importantly a promise breaker
I know you may have not meant it,
but finaly…
I finaly learned your lesson, Tomorrow never never comes
And Mr. when you say Ill be there for you tomorrow…
I know now tomorrow never comes
Still Mr.
I love you today…
I love you forever,
but never tomorrow..
Never ever
Ill continue to wait though for you to come around to all the love I gave
All my love you never found
Ill wait today…
I'll wait forever
Ill even wait for you tomorrow again
even though I know tomorrow will never end……
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
Days Like These
Where im Alone, Thinking Deep
& Heavily.
I Feel Like i Have Nobody.
No One Seems To Understand Me.
Nobody ****** Gets Me.
I Dont Care About Happiness Anymore.
Im Done Trying To Find Reasons To Smile And Feel Happy For
My Whole Life is A Fail
My Relationship Isnt No Where Near How Books And Movies Tell.
I Have Nothing Going Good for Me.
I Don't Want Help From Anyone Anymore.
Im Not Going To Speak Up About My Thoughts Or if im Doing Well.
If People Walk Out Of My Life
Then Owell
Im Starting To Careless & Less
I Don't Look Forward Towards Anything.
I Don't Know What Els To Write literally **** Everything.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
You will never understand.
How deep You Cut me.
With Your Actions & False Promises.
I Gave Myself To You.
All my Time And Love.
I was faithful & honest.
I Tryed nothing but strive to treat you right. I gave up anything just to spend time by your side.
You will never understand
You Are My 1st love, You Are Forever Apart Of me.
You are permanently imprinted In my heart.
I will never spend that amount of time with anyone Els.
I will never give all my time To another like I Gave You.
I was always there when you needed me.
You just won’t ever understand no matter what I remind you of.
My feelings for you are strong.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 4:51 AM UTC
Crimson *****
You aren't of this world
With your purity and goodness
Backed with the passion & heart of a warrior
A warrior that dances to battle
That's dances to the sweet nothings that love whispers
That knows all the words to your favorite song
To our song
To the song of you
The one my ears we're formed to hear
& There you are
Illuminated
By the suns rays
Spotlighted
In the most beautiful of ways
& I can see all the colours of nature
Playing off your face
All the colours of beauty, in you
And I want to be painted by all of it
By all of you
So let's paint this whole town red
With glory and love
And they can all wake up to a city
Marked by a crimson *****
Touched by the hands of graceful passion
Of somebody who was burnt before
But bares no fear to be burned once more
Not when in the name of love
In the name of all things good
And real
And her
She would stand there flaming
And dancing still
Like the most tragically beautiful
Yet inspiring reckless thing you've ever seen
Lighting the way for me
For us all
I move closer
I need to feel her heat
I need to jump inside her fire
And let everything els just burn away
Until we are left there naked
No hands to hold
Just soul in soul
With everything anyone ever wanted
Realizing that you must let go of everything
In order to gain it all
& Now nothing can stop your flight of freedom
No flesh or bones
Could hold these spirits now
Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
You always knew when I wasn't okay
You could always tell with just one look
Then you'd sit down with me
And just listen no matter how long it took.
You were the only one
That would say, "Tell me the truth"
No one else has ever been able to see through this facade
Now that you're gone
I feel just as lost and alone
But even more because nobody's been able to see me
As you always could.
You always knew
And found a way to cheer me up
Even though we grew apart
And had different friends.
You always knew
And could make my day with just one hug
Just one smile
Just one small conversation.
These people I call friends
Have yet to figure it out.
I keep missing you
While waiting for someone els to say, "Tell me the truth"
You always knew
You always knew.
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 8:53 AM UTC
Leaving me wanting more
I reminisce your first sight
Not a single flaw
Everything just right
As you move on the dance floor
In the evening light
Four by four
Beats with a bite
I feel your energy roar
With all its might
I wanna see what els is in store
So I pop you an invite
"meet me at the door
I'm the lady in white
if you wanting your soul to soar
and ignite
Love youre
Delight"
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
Art is dead
There are no artists
Just liars and magic men
The "artists" lie to themselves
More than anyone els
"It's a way for me to escape"
"It's my therapy"
IT'S CRAP
any ******* with....... Well..... Anything
Can make "ART" now days
But we all know, deep down inside that
Nobody has anything to say anymore
Except "look at me, I'm mysterious"
Burn all your art supplies and **** yourself
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 12:59 PM UTC
I’m not A normal Women.
I have issues That affect Not just me but my life entirely.
When I met You
Addiction was my only problem
You created Everything Els that causes daily doubts and arguments
I Was Once comfortable
In My own body.
like Everyone Els,
There are Things
I wish To Change Or have.
My Weight Didn't Bother me.
I didn't care about My physical Appearence much.
I Was Once Able To Go
A Full Month Without worrying About my looks.
until I Met You.
Everything Changed For me.
You Told me So Much.
Certain Likes,
Preferences & Dislikes.
What Your Taste in Women Are.
Hearing everything, I was far off.
Now Being Beautiful
is important to me.
Having A Smooth face, Slim Body *** And ****** Is What I feel I need To be Accepted And Liked.
Many Opportunties will Open And I will attract Friends.
Looking Beautiful In This World is The key To a happy life in my Eyes
Every Pretty Person I've seen
Is Happy with them self.
they have their Life together and living so well,
You are privileged in this world If You are goregeous.
It makes me cry
Every time I reach out for it.
I don't feel pleased When I'm about to Consume it.
It makes me feel horrible knowing I'm only doing this to forget the pain you put me through.
To Erase The memories .
How I wish I never went through this. Everyday I'm wishing I looked beautiful .
Light skin, well dressed, *** & big ****** like
You happily explained your type
All I Want is To Feel Happiness.
Go A Full Day Without Worrying About Nothing Naturally.
I Don't know how to See The beauty Life provides.
To Feel The Breeze And Have The sun Shine on me.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 5:30 AM UTC
As I fade from your site
I slip slowly away from the light
It's so cold in this place
It screams silence so loud my thoughts are forced into a paranoid, irrational state
With time I'm hot with bitter anger
Frustrated, because your a stranger
I'm now that girl you called crazy
the very one you pushed away and isolated
I hate myself for playing your game
I hate you for bringing me so much pain
You sit so high on your thrown
Looking back...
I should have known
I'm a little crazy
I must admit
And it's not so cold now where I sit
All that hate and shame I felt...
Its all yours now...
And no one els
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC
Why can't any one els here these voices other then me?
I've asked them to talk to other people but they wont hear my plea
I feel them watching when I'm alone
I hate when people think I'm crazy
They have made me their home
Twisting my thoughts as they roam
Change my memories as they multiply
I am lost and have become their little drone
I never know if what they say is a lie
If I was ever alone I would cry
But since I am not I scream
When I hear my kids will have them I want to die
I have asked doctors to scrub my brain clean
They are working on a scheme
To infect others by over throwing my head
I pretend to not know what they mean
I am in so much pain but still I dread
Being dead
But control I must redeem
So I slit my wrist and as bled
They told me this was just a dream
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
A new poem to express me.
A simple one written to feel free.
In my work I share my heart.
Hoping to reveal a work of art.
My canvas is my life, my paints my words.
Everything written lingers within.
Till I get a hold of a pen.
Emotions are the colors of my paint.
My fears, weakness and my sorrows.
My heart, my soul and dreams of tomorrow.
The words flow heavy.
My paint drips. I'm a messy painter.
I know it's true. Still I continue and follow through.
Here I am vulnerable with
with each word.
Setting myself up to be heard.
As I write I find myself.
As I write I'm someone els.
Who am I in my poems?
Who will I be?
How will I read?
I'm not sure.
I never am.
I just wait and start again.
Sharing my poems, pieces of me
with strangers and friends, I'm
an open book.
Sharing what's inside me honest to a fault.
Sharing me,
I may fall, but its my life and my call.
Good or bad, this is my release and most of time writing brings me peace.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
Nothing is greater, then finding yourself in the company of someone els. Though, the rapturous delight, is over the moment the first quarrel arises. Moreover your lost again.
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 8:55 PM UTC
It’s s’posed to be ironic
You drawled,
Over a pale green t-shirt
With the faded stain
Of the letter “T,”
That syrup-smooth tone
Even the bees recognized as sweet,
Buzzing around me as if
To catch what dripped out next.
Who would’ve thought crawfish
Could make my stomach flip?
And could anything sound more exquisite
Than fishin’ ho-wels and gaytah tay-els?
And when you paused,
For too long,
To catch your breath,
I held mine,
And prayed that you’d keep going.
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 10:42 PM UTC