"essance" poems
How could I not sit there besides you and stare into your infinite eyes
Realize
Epiphany after epiphany
How could I not want to spend my entire life getting lost in your entity and never wanting to come back
I heard it's only cliche to those who haven't felt it yet
How could I not love every fiber of your being
Every inch of your skin that I have kissed
Every lash on your eye
Every measure of step you take
The pitch of your voice
The twitches when you sleep
Our sweat that drips while we make love
I want to sleep in your ribcage and act as every vital *****
Keeping you sane
Keeping you safe
I never want to come back
I want to be under your possession
Under your skin shelter
Til my very last drunken night
Thinking of ways to make you smile
Thinking of ways to croud the space above your carium with memories
Memories of us under the influence of every bitter taste of alcohol
Under the influence of eachother
Becoming more and more intoxicated with every kiss
Gripping your hand tighter
Feeling the skin on your lower back
Never been more blissful
Kissing your neck with a handful of your hair
Grasping your thighs and Kissing the ground you walk on
I've never been so idealistic in my life
You change every thought I've ever had
And I love it
Tonight I write how much I miss our cells growing within eachother
Our shadow in the inner side of the side walk
Pokeballs and wings
How much I miss everything in between
Everything that represents you
How could I not want to spend the rest of my life intoxicated by your essance
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 3:07 AM UTC
Time or the essance of Death
distilled.
No matter the who -
Someone , some force
snowballed.
The greatest daylight robbery -
that of our TIME.
TIME.
is not money
"At least in my books"
-me.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC
She sits, she sings, she talks.
She ponders, she thinks, she worries.
She loves, she loses, she mopes.
She lost,
Her Love.
The Distance...
She falls, she yearns, she needs.
She wants, she sees, she feels.
She embraces, she holds, she engulfs.
His touch,
His essance,
He's everything...
She's falling,
in a new love.
She's losing,
her old love.
She's running,
pushing them away.
She's building,
walls for them to tear.
She wants,
to see who cares enough.
She needs,
them to tear the walls.
She's falling, falling, falling...
She's feeling, embracing, falling...
Does he even know?
Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 11:52 AM UTC
Cracked
Pieces dropping like crystal rain
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Scattered out like paper snow
Please make my stanza a snow angel
Help my color blind eyes see emotions
The deep dark pain
The violet sympathy
For the maroon agony
Divided by the serene white line
A sign for hollow peace
Near green oak trees by the shallow midnight blue lake
Yellow sunshine lingering on the deep water surface
Peace an eye full of imagination
Taking a long dip
**** and engulfed in lifes wonders
Yet I watch colorblind but aware of you smilling at the sight
Kissing the natural misty air
Beauty of black and white
In the essance...
Of my vivid imagination
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC
Why is it raven closure
when all I want
is golden remarks
of your rich notions
assured?
I’m no poet
but I can think of a few words
to describe my love
tonight
We both have broke in serenade
and in silence
I may not show my clever temptations
to dark empathetic edges
But it never meant
I wasn’t writing lyrics
And when I’m wrapped up in the sun
enlighten me of your compromise with light
demonstrating a tongue-tied lie--
How many ****** bones
Wants your figure?
Are we wasting time
delivering sins
When we would have died
for living?
I don’t want to tell you
The sardonic fears I carry metrical with my trust
‘Cause Lord knows just how many
Times I’ve craved your body
Over your company
Loathing in my passion
envy can break--
us in every way imaginable
Souls are enduring spirits
That’s why they’re broken
Shattered
and
Scattered
*(No one can piece it together)
I’ll keep the hounds at bay
If you learn to tame the deity inside
for me?*
Because if that’s all your movemnt has to offer
Then you can forget it all
**(But if you can inscribe your soul, I’ll read. Write me your essance, become my Legend
Ahkira)**
<-You were mine for a night, but I held back, and regrets fill the emptiness you left in me->
forgive me not
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
when a whisper turns into a rumer none is safe
the essance of a battle can be found in the vortex of the combatants
if the mistakes you make are muliplied you can subtract each one by love and commitment
i heard you...i heard you... i heard you... what did you say
if you feel alone on this earth you won't alone you still have your ego
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:13 AM UTC
You stare down empty corridors
Filled with memories
Of a desolate past
Broken mirrors lay on the floor
Hearts rotting and decaying
The true essance of life
Destroyed in seconds
How many chapters can an author write
Before realizing it is time to end the story
How many scars on a persons wrist can one have
Before realizing it is time to end their life
Life is a book filled with struggles and perils
But how many people have died in this book
How many were writing their story
Before they stared down the corridors
Of empty rooms and broken dreams
The final chapter everyone is literally dying to write
I don't know when I will write mine
But the final words are already written
Goodbye, I love you.
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 4:23 PM UTC
We organize our
lives into lines
when we are fluid.
We cry and cling
"accept me."
We exist backwards.
We are explosive beings.
Trying to contain our
essance into bottles
when we alone are
galaxies.
Our mind's a
universe of it's
own.
We are like a song
trying to tie itself
into 3 minutes
long.
When really
we are the overflowing
water in a bathtub
you wish you really could of kept.
Because we
are the last few
minutes of the remix.
We are the best.
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC
Thankyou.
From the bottom of my heart,
Thank you.
Why you continue to believe in me...
I don't know.
But, because of you;
Watching over me while I dream of a place, so real...
I believe.
I believe, I am Loved.
I believe, I am free.
I believe n' Trust... because You first loved, and trusted me.
Your existence... your very essance...
Inspires me; to live-out-loud.
Un-ashamed; I AM radiating the astronomical grace given to me;
To us...
On calvary.
With all my heart
& soul,
Isreal E. Summers
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 4:23 PM UTC
Swimming in circles hed eventually drown
In essance a king with a crown
Waves broke anything he had ever planned
Sinking he needed land he need a hand
last breath
Feeling death
Feminine devinity smiled
Upon him life infinity
A mermaid in presence
A savour he saw no menace
Men lay dead around her See,-bed
Nothing mere about this man
perusue her oceans lengths where she led
His existence she would know "I am"
feel the words before he spoke them
Her voice a sirens call to home
A catch of a lifetime aim to net alone
A connection unspoken healed broken
Upon a thrown announced His Queen.
More valuable than the Oceans lost treasure and gold
A pure chance endeavor
Jypsys cards yester years for told
Do mermaid's tears givre live forever.
Gain was nothing ever wanted
Her tears to never see the ocean-floor.
A chance was the only thing form her he wanted granted
The sea was mysterious
He remained curious
She got away or so they say
I heard he never left that spot
Fishing endlessly
A Tamaltuious quest he lost
The sweet siren of her voice
The feeling of freshly layed snow within her eye's
Ice blue I wonder in time will she even remember September
His memory was fading it was May
2 hours from shore
To hand
She had changed everything
Without even touching his hand
One day the tide took him too
They say
hes at rest now with me his brother
his other
one in the same
one man 2 names
gratful for even that short window
for on those days the sunsn warmth
touched the deepest part of the sea bed
brought warmth if thats all hew can claim
Changed tides ppl forgot
he was different now hes not
<3
Ocean shores guides
#mrquid #Johnnyquid #mermaind
#quidink
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC
Thinking of you I can smell the essance of your skin as if your ever present
A presences that sparks a fire deep with in me etched your name in my soul
My knees tremble as I say your name softly under my breath
My ears hear your name and yurns to hear your voice.
My heart beat flutters as my mind realizes you arent there.
My mind begins a craving that can only be satisfied by you
A touch of your face to calm my breathing
Your presence in my day to fulfill my needs
Your sweet voice to calm my minds thought.
Your scent so real in calms my heartbeat..
Through everything I am addicted to you beautiful,
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
when a whisper turns into a rumer, no one is safe
as I remember those soft fingers and tender touch
that numb the lies
the essance of a battle, can be found in the vortex
of the combatants who's sores are scarred memories
If you feel alone on this earth you won't be
you still have your ego
If the mistakes you make multiply
you can subtract each one by love and commitment
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC