"escence" poems
Art is not an element
Art is not an object
Art is soul and heart depicted
Art is the subjectivity of the objective
Art is love and all the beauty
Art transends reason and logic
Art is pure abstractal medicine
Art is expression and entertainment
Art is life and death conjucture
Art is an everlasting ******
Art is to our souls as what oxygen is to our lungs
Art is pleasure and pain conjucture
Art is an everlasting ******
Art is life beauty and escence
Art is perception attitude and perspective
Art is life
Art is love
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
The feel of your touch.
The taste of your kiss.
The reassurance of knowing
This irreplaceable bliss.
I can still feel the warmth
Of your comforting embrace.
I can still hear the words
You whispered that made my heart race.
Your lingering escence is
All that remains,
But that doesn't stop the
Blood from rushing through my veins.
Your beautiful eyes take
My breath away,
Along with those three words
I've always wanted to say.
I miss the feel of your hand in mine.
I miss the way our fingers intertwine.
I love how you are always there,
I love how you say you will always care.
I love the way you can always sense something's wrong,
I love how you always keep me strong.
No matter how long we may be together,
I know you will never see,
How much you truly mean to me.
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 10:00 AM UTC
I never thought I could
be time and nature itself
The universe is my ally
I'm one with all my surroundings
No greater joy or pleasure
Than what it is to be alive
The realm of all spiritual
The escence of our love
To mingle with our passions
Work for our dreams come true
Totally go against conviction
Rebel against society
The system tries to enslave us
Don't let that be
**** whoever tries to change you
That can only be your job
And forget anyone who hurt you
Though a lesson must be taught
Still the only thing that exists is LOVE
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
Existence and the realm of everything we hold as true
Our reality simple perception
Love is the only thing in existence for me and you
Search through your own reality
your own purpose
your own path
No one can tell you who you are
Or who you are supposed to be
You where born unique
You are legitimately free
You can't stop a human from feeling
Emotions are the most beautiful things
Pain slithers through our souls
Making path for what is best and yet to come
Showing with no fear
Sentimental giving
Never expecting to recieve
It is the beauty of believing
And when two people hurt each other
Love vanishes leaving only ashes of what could've been
But sometimes sparks don't last forever
And scars so perpetual by nature
...
Never leave they stay forever
Until they become part of your escence
Until you can finaly learn to embrace them
The pain becomes your ally
While something good awaits to bloom
Tears are full of blessings
Timing can be a *****
But good is always triumph
No matter how long a pain may last
It is the course of live and living
It is LOVE
Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
Hum the tune
for all to hear
but lovey
no one is near
beautiful music
from your presence
but nobody
can feel the escence
Practice day
practice night
till its just right
But no one can hear it
what a terrible plight
Everyones gone
so you feel so wrong
why make a song
for none to sing along?
Its because their all busy
they've not shown
cuz they're waiting for you
to come hear their own.
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 1:36 AM UTC
Being in this page makes me really happy because just like music poetry is an escape from the world and its way to express what we feel to express our true escence as writers.
For those who have liked my poem I Thank you I really appreciate it
And I also want to thank my followers :3
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:55 PM UTC
I keep your escence in a red notebook
Your voice is in the back of my mind
And I can only remember you in dreams
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 2:13 AM UTC
Why I am feeling sad,
In real time it is not at all bad.
My sadness is broken down in the number of times I have to feel pain,
For pain is the escence of my sadness whereby I am feeling reluctance of tame.
Oh why do we get given so many lemons,
Oh so much that we force ourselves to be falsely mentioned.
It may make us weep,
For I choose to do the simplest tasks such as a sweep.
It makes me forget.
For the mind is a powerful tool if you train it right,
Train it to see life’s true colours under an excellent light.
For you never know what is next in stall for your prescious soul,
Whilst the hours, days and years go by time is it’s toll.
Please don’t let yourself be this doll!
Don’t let this get the better of you,
Because you may have found what is untrue.
Sadness can be caused by the pain of losing your soul of originality,
For you may be blind sighted and bounded by fragility.
You need to break through this,
Sometimes you need to take a miss!
Come now let us unleash the pain
Make us human again!
Sadness is a man made pain,
Eliminate sadness and you will be back in the game!
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
I know I'm lost,
I don't know why.
I know its wrong,
But it feels so fine.
Guided by pleasure,
I cannot admit,
I've betrayed my own escence
I don't do what I preach.
Call me a hypocrite,
I cannot say I am not.
But aren't all we sometimes!?
Please let me feel it's OK!
Because if I don't there will be no other way but to change
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 7:08 PM UTC