"hearbeat" poems
when you walk into the room my heat skips a beat,your the only person i can see.
and the only reason im there.
when our eyes meet, every part of me tingles.
your eyes shine so bright.. your the most beautiful thing iv'e ever seen.
your fancy clothes makes me anxious to hold you.
and anxious to get you alone.
you light up the room, and you smile.
im the luckiest person in the world.
you wave to me, i just stare.
you find your way to me, past all the faces.
i wrap my arms around you.
i could spend the rest of my life here.
you tell me you love me, and i feel it.
i ask you to leave and you take my hand.
i would follow you into the darkest of places.
and you take me to a clearing.
we lay down, my face pointed towards the sky.
sparks flying further then we can see.
i rest my head on you, i hear your hearbeat.
if i could only find the words..
you kiss me, your undeniable.
you feel so right it hurts.
i don't know why it took so long for me to relaize.
that i had unmistakenably fallen.. for you.
May 24, 2011
May 24, 2011 at 5:34 PM UTC
Heartbeat,
Heartbeat that went live when I cried into the world
Heartbeat that went up the first time I felt happiness
Heartbeat that went up the first time I saw my mother's smile
Heartbeat that goes up every time I am with my friends
Heartbeat that goes up every time I hear his voice
Heartbeat that now goes up with every scream in the world
Heartbeat that goes up every time an innocent soul is taken away
Heartbeat that shatters at every time I hear a girl's cry in the air
Crying for her life and mind taken away by devil's in human shapes
Heartbeat that screams every time inhumanity wins over love
Heartbeat that finally goes up with every hope
Heartbeat that still believes life is worth living
Heartbeat that cherishes life and happiness
Heartbeat that protects true friendship and soul connection
Heartbeat that I listen to, heartbeat hidden in my heart
Hearbeat that pours my soul's scream into lines
Heartbeat that guides my mind out of the darkest depths of despair
Heartbeat that will stop the day I'll leave this world
Heartbeat that will seal my journey
Heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat...
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 4:58 PM UTC
Love is a captured moment
A song in tune
A sound in silence
A crystal so pure
Love is a boosted hearbeat
A thousand callings
violet roses are blue
For the "Te Amo" you wanted so true
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
once again I find myself
lying here
sleepless in bed
and thinking of you
longing you by my side
your fingertips on my skin
and your hearbeat suiting itself
after mine
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 7:50 AM UTC
Arms woven tightly
across my anxious chest
My legs are spun together
protecting the nest
I am ready.
There is excitement, nervousness
euphoria fear.
I feel the world's array
flying over me,
pulsing around me.
The hearbeat of the stingray
throbbing throughout the sea.
The current, she is cold
but the heartbeat keeps me warm.
I am a fetus of the ocean
My mother is the sea
My father will not let me drown
For he's the music guiding me.
Leading me to adventure
to creation
to love
preparing my mind to see.
Nov 24, 2012
Nov 24, 2012 at 10:47 PM UTC
There was never a doubt because she let me know
In every unspoken. Term. Every nuanced flutter.
Deep ****** free fall that I craved and flew across the city
The cities my love
At the end of the week breaking the limit. Navigating the
Madness. Every stoplight was my sworn enemy. Every
Hindrance was anxiety past bearing.
The countdown.
By miles
By minutes.
By block
By street. My fix was ever near . With shaking hands
I climbed the stairs two for one.
I could see every loving sweep and curve of her neck.
The tilt of her head. The space between her brow. Now.
Just a hearbeat or two.
Just ring the bell. Wait anticipate.
Sharpen the pain.
Hieghten the pleasure .Oh my love if you only knew.
Though I. Have professed my love in every way and still.
My words just can't say what my heart knows.
Anything that can be done I have done
And will continue to do .You see. I Listen keenly for the every request of
Your heart.
Your body.
Your body language is well spoken
and I listen keenly.
Required to anticipate .
Your hands my love
Your arms my love.
Your sway my love
The pulsing of your heart.
Sends me to
The smooth expanse of you as you recline all over my mind.
Now the moment of truth sharpens my senses as you
Part your lips to speak a melody.
Symphony.
UN
Bearable.
This is my purgatory my love.Sure as night finds day
You will go away and I cannot stay. We were never meant to be.
Poison is what you are to me
With no malice or intent.
Cry and then repent this stolen love.
Never to be
Not to be
Can never be.
So drown me in your love my sweet
Make my useless life complete
And give me all of you now and forever
Stay in my soul.
That is what I. Need to last a lifetime without you.
Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 4:42 AM UTC
Its for your own good.
Words no one ever thought was true.
6 words no one ever believed.
Even though it is the truth.
There's a simple reason,
For people to never believe
The words of assurance
that you force on them.
Even if you tell them,
"Its for your own good"
If you'll never say why
They will always live,
With the fact that the thing,
That they wanted and loved,
At that point in time,
Was never for them.
A kid wanted a toy,
It wasn't bought.
Instead he got words that said,
"Its for your own good"
Not knowing that in time,
A new toy would come out,
That would be his,
In a lifetime than an instant.
A candy he wanted,
His mouth watering for desire
Again he never got it,
"Its for your own good"
Not knowing he'd get,
a fresh batch of cookies.
That would satisfy not only his mouth
But his stomach as well.
Wanting a smartphone today?
don't get it,
"Its for your own good" they told him
With envy of others he lived with his keypad phone.
Not knowing,
That, in a few days
A new, better, improved, and sexier. Smartphone would be released
That's why,
As I walk away from everything,
That we've built with our wounded hands.
I will tell you,
"Its for your own good"
But I will not leave without saying why.
No, I won't, I've been living with the question,
"Why" for a very long time,
So much so, That I don't want another.
"This is for your own good,
Because I know when I leave,
Someone will take my place,
By your side,
Not a boy, But a man.
Someone whose Arms would make you feel safe.
Someone whose eyes would let you see his soul.
Someone whose hearbeat would make you stop,
To stop asking why. Because for once, you'd think, that this is good.
That this is right, that everything in this messed up world,
Where everyone wants to hurt someone,
where everyone yearns for something else but you.
You've found a place that would make you feel,
That everything is as it should be.
So believe me when I say "This is for you own good'"
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 5:06 AM UTC
tingling. my fingers warn me
that anxiety is nibbling
that my heart is transforming
it beats then tweets
a bird locked in a rib cage
That is rapidly shrinking
feathers fall as wings beat fast
a cage that grips the bird at last
I gasp for air and feel the choke
my hands cover my mouth
I know that I will faint if i
let air in again
faster
faster
faster
until I feel the bird passing
my rib cage loosens grip
my hearbeat take
a sweet doves place
a little sad
and more worn then before
and I am forced to take this
Scared, torn and beaten *****
as a token that says life
can just be living sometimes
I look inside a mirror and see
frigid ice crystalize around an iris
Reflecting this coldness
chilling my spine and reminding me of loneliness
even when its taciturn pools
of tears sent ripples
laughter fled and long missed giggles
my eyes see winter
where they once saw
wildfire dancing
and doves sing songs
I look into the my hands
each fold of skin hiding secrets
every etched out finger print
like a deciphered map
trying to take me to a place I haven’t been yet
perhaps 3D puzzle
that fingers haven’t fit yet
every short torn nail
every cuticle
looking for a space to fill
is as sad as the heart and eyes before them
I beat. I look. I feel
its all so hard right now
to be a living declaration
given word to life’s just living
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
"Goodnight sweetie," my mom says as she turns out my bedroom light and shuts the door.
Instantly, my heart starts to race and I whisper "no, not the dark.
Please don't leave me alone with the monster."
I lay in bed clutching my little dolly with the blanket over my head as my vision blurs.
Even though my blanket is warm, I feel my body go pale and cold.
He's coming to get me, this is my final night
And no one will ever know how I died
I somehow hear the window unlatch over my hearbeat drumming in my ears.
I pull the blanket further over my head and try not to panic.
Keep it together, maybe he won't see you.
I hear the footsteps approach my bed.
My face is wet from tears and my whole body starts to shake.
There's a tug at the blanket and I know its all over.
"Goodbye mommy."
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 10:15 AM UTC
Catching the smiles that
sound those three words
from your lips in our net
made of promises and truth that
makes my heart melt away,
blunting the razorblade of thought
that another hearbeat will
one day haunt me from your finger.
Aug 10, 2012
Aug 10, 2012 at 5:41 PM UTC
I thought I'd never find you
But sooner than I thought
I found you; yes, you're mine now
Lord, don't let me ***** this up.
An angel sent from heaven
You have your flaws, it's true
But you're mine, flaws and all now;
Lord, help me to deserve you.
You care for me unyeildingly
You thank me every day
For the ways I show I care for you;
Lord, please help me through.
You see me in a brighter light
Than most of the people I know
You care for me, left and right;
Lord, thank you for this glow.
If ever I could thank you
For all you've done for me,
I'd do it in a hearbeat;
Lord, it's only been a week!
You tell me you admire me,
But I don't know if you should.
My flaws far outweigh yours;
Lord, help me to be good.
I don't deserve a man like you;
I shouldn't even try
The Lord has blessed me immensely;
Lord, I'll thank you with my life.
You're my bulwark, my fortress;
You're steady, strong, and true.
Good to the core, you are;
Lord, help me care for you.
I feel like a hoax, a fake--
A liar to the core.
I don't deserve to be with you;
Lord, help me to be true.
I don't know what to do now;
Soon, this glow will fade
And you'll be dating a hoax, a fake.
Lord, purify my charade.
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 9:06 PM UTC
Sometime last night
I woke, I saw you beside me
In an incomplete darkness
I saw the rising and setting,
The warmth and heat, the spell of a skipped hearbeat.
Your eyes only barely closed
Light dancing in the shadow
of your lashes - swift, untamed
Arms still curved in a hug
Where I had snuggled close, Where I had kissed your brows
The whispers of last words
from the night's conversations
Still linger somewhere – ethereal
In a twisted life I have had.
Smoldering a need so alien so new, a need to be with you.
How you knelt and held me,
How you opened your heart,
The flow of words hit me so hard.
The depth and sincerity curled my skin,
I knew, for all that's true I was in, I knew I had fallen in.
You should know how in the heart
of a soul lost, wounded and scarred
You kindled hope, perhaps undeserved
But, I wouldn't rest it just there, I reckoned
I would walk till wherever this led, I would walk it till the end.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 3:53 AM UTC
Everyone needs a cigarette,
Not literally, I mean it as a metaphor,
Something for this little stress threat,
Inside the upper core.
Why do people actually,
Wanna avoid stress all the time.
Wouldn't it be more logical,
If we would accept it all?
Live with the voices screaming,
The hearbeat rising,
The ugly dreaming,
And inner fighting.
I guess not...
People have been searching,
For relaxation through history,
A herb, a massage, a magic thing,
First an experience, later almost compulsary.
I'm still figuring out,
The balance between accepting and interventions,
To live healthy, pure and happy,
But without too much tensions.
Exploring these things,
Is actually a lot of fun.
Sometimes it gives me wings,
Other times i just hold on.
In search, but with a smile, this can last a while, just accept my style
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 8:28 AM UTC
it's no lie when I said that I felt eternity
but I always did nothing but repeatedly make you sad.
please let me sleep with your name resounding in my head
the passing days
the weeks and months
they drew us apart
your name hurts my mouth when I speak it out loud
the name which i can not call out
it burns my lips when I whisper
we were looking for the the others faults when
we should have looked at each other
my limbs are trembling to the sound of storm
hitting the glass of my window
the sound of it kills the silence
the tranquility I seek
the repose I need
I don't want you to fade
even though the last memories of you
envenom my insides
like a snakebite
my body is rotting away, returning me to earth
she embraces me like a mother
I want to hear, even a sigh
a small hearbeat that isn't and won't be there
that little rythm
my nightmares are unchanging
the drowning days
their weight piles up on me
a burden.
the spider lily is in bloom
the moon will fall
this second winter is standing still
spring will not come again
it's cold but I won't lock the door.
Maybe you'll come.
Maybe spring will be with you.
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 5:31 PM UTC
And the truth flows free,
And the numbness fades,
And you're left in a daze,
And the pain hits again,
And the feelings you felt...
Well they remain the same.
And you hate yourself,
For feeling anything at all,
For a person who let you fall.
And the hearbeat falters,
And the tears glide freely,
And the fear comes back again.
And the brain goes crazy,
With the self doubting ways,
And ya feel like ya might implode.
Well those are the days...
Those are the moments,
To remember who you are.
Those feelings don't define you,
Nor should they confine you.
And the feelings subside,
And ya pick yourself up...
One broken piece at a time.
And you are now smiling,
And you truly laugh again...
And you find yourself once more,
Well those are the days...
Those are the moments...
That I truly adore.
Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
i have a nervous habit
of peeling the skin on my lips
like a jumpy little rabbit
and sometimes blood drips
and my fingernails are reddened
then i stare at my hands in fear
but my mind slowly deadened
and i won't be able to quite hear
the pounding of my heartbeat
or notice my bloodied hands
Aug 23, 2024
Aug 23, 2024 at 6:29 AM UTC
The place for the Angels
Is where I would like to be.
Can They hear the echo of my hearbeat
In the lowly ground?
No, probably not.
I wonder how the dirt feels,
All encompassing and eternal.
I'm in it.
To be in it
Is to not feel it.
They know why.
I'm already gone.
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC
50 hearts bleeding on the floor,
blood that is thickened with hatred,
it seems as soon as we are born,
our cords are cut and replaced,
into our veins,
they instill hate,
slowing our hearbeat quickly,
as we grow up,
the bitterness trumps,
we lose what was born,
to a gun,
our hearts ache for those that were slain,
the community will not be the same without you.
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
one two three
i notice you looking at me
four five six
i breathe as my hearbeat kicks
seven eight nine
masking my face with the words 'i'm fine'
and now i count to ten
as i try not to miss you again
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
When you're happy, all you hear is the beat of the song. All you feel is are the drumbeats trying to pierce your chest so that it can tango with your hearbeat. All you feel is the ecstacy of the moment and all you see is the nice tight *** of the girl as she walks by you and all you say is **** But when you're sad, you dont look at her *** You notice her hands are shaking, you notice that her bra is on backwards and you notice her mascara trickling down herface. When you're sad, you dont feel your heart dancing to the drums. In fact, you feel your heart bursting, trying to burst out of your chest so it can stop the drums from drowning out the music. When you're sad, you listen to the words, and you hold her hand, and you walk her home safely, you tell her she's beautiful and you leave. When you're sad, every staccato lyric in that pop song that you just can't get out of your head just magically make sense, and you start to realize that all of these songs were written for you, written about you. When you're sad, you hear every word and every note fall in place, fall in every crack of your mind and heart. When you're sad, the songs seem perfect, and you feel broken, but you feel like this song will make things all right.
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 12:16 AM UTC
sitting in the family room
*struggling with the tv remote
my husband fixes it
in a hearbeat giving me
a superior smile.
Then the dog walks through
the house with muddy paws.
My young son needs
his diaper changed.
my husband moaning
his supper is cold.
I am ready to weep.
is this all there is?
I want a vacation
No chidren a kiss
someone to say
its all going to be alright.
or even just
I love you honey.
The next day I get splashed
on the town sidewalk
by a passing car the water
muddy and cold all over
my new coat.
is this life?
is tbis all there is.?
But there are moments
when I catch my reflection
in a store window
in front of the superior manequins.
with size zero figures.
and deprecating faces.
I see the wind blowing in my hair
I see the real woman
who I always wanted to be.
Her smile is magical
she is **** and awesome.
her size fourteen figure
real and curvy.
this woman rocks
I love her.
I wave back at her
and whisper
I remember you honey*
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
Feel your heartbeat
and listen to it say
I love you
Let your hearbeat feel you
and listen to you say
I love you
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
Weakness
Like little legs all frail
No appettite to eat
Slow harsh breath
Dancing in the meadows of pain
Oh dear light
Dont get close to me
For i have a mission to continue
But if you do let me have the time
To be with my owner
A fight in the crowd of soldiers
A bag full of water and a red tape of gauge
Left to confinement
As i dont want my owner to see me have a life battle
A ring to a sign
A text to be read
Everything i saw was bluriness
Then i see slash of black in the atmosphere of light
A sign
Sadness is all i feel
Numb is too at the side of guilt
Let this be a dream for i am not ready
Dont let me go for i cant
Help me know what is true and not
Help me accept the facts
Give me a silent clock
For i can not bear to hear the tick tock
For i dont want the time ticking fast
Fast as my hearbeat roars
Bluriness stains my eyes
Eyes sting like a bee bit them
You may shoot me with words
But you dont know the path im in
You may shout at me with disgust
But ill never show you im weak
You may think im strong but know im human too
You can **** me with your eyes but remember i have the strenght too
Take the piercing pain in the depths of my soul
Carry me like a fragile glass made of stone
Throw me from a cliff for i can fly
Let me be with my love for all i want is to die
Im dead inside
But you made me come alive
Like a little marionette
You picked me my strings up
You even made my lips curl up
Yet you left and so as my - soul
My body lifeless once more
Dead and empty
Like a bullet pierced through me
But here i am waiting for you to come back
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 9:32 AM UTC