"isee" poems
iM Crushing
iSee Him
iWant Him
iFound Him
iLike Him
iM Shy
iTry To Converse
Instead i Compliment
Flirtatious Comments As He Walks Past Me
IReceive A Request
iTs Him, he Found Me
iS All This Meant to be?
We Begin to get closer
Know More about each other
different ways of communication
Never confronted
Video Games, Social Websites, Sibilings
Finally
A Number
We Start To Text One Another
Every Second Every Minute Every Day
iHardly Know About him
He Hardly knows about me
Might he be into me?
I think Everyday About it.
The more letters
iwrite
The more im becoming to like him
Hes Everything iWanted Since Middle school days
little did i guess
we'd become neighbors
was it fate
iM Crushing
iSee Him
iWant Him
iFound Him
iLike Him
iM Hurting
iM Heartbroken
iM Sad
continued...
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
Like
...dude
random writing eh
.....like theres a tear forming in my eye as i say this
poetry is my escape
from my dreadful world
not yours
from people, my own ******* Mother....
not appreciating all that i am
people even those who "accept"
or dont give a ****
ya know my world is far from perfect
in my world all i see are eyes on me....
all eye see is fear, pity.....
pretty much
...fake smiles
like pity for being black, sorrow in their eyes as they watch or fear of me taking their purse
.....i see disapointment
in the eyes of loved ones...
they sit and laugh
like im a joke
its like only i can truly give myself
what i desire
no man, no boy, no dude, nor dudet
can give me crap....
all the people in my world do
...is stare
they ******* stare
and i feel every emotion
of the people in the cars watching as i cross
as i walk down the stairs i see
as i write in my notebook isee
its like i live in a great world
but am distracted....
like i want to be free
but a burden is over me
....just laying there
and i put it there me
all me
i did
i told myself
and put the weight of obligation
on myself
but ya know what
to hell with that weight
to hell with my "world"
.......
truly
im just me
in a moment
...the moment
infinate moment
intricate moment....
oh hell ya
and ya know
....its hell
fire all over
maybe even worse
but....im kinda lovin it
its hell n back but....
its mine
i am free
its a weight meaning...
i can remove it whenever, whereever
if i want to......
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC
**ABSENCE, hear thou my protestation
Against thy strength,
Distance, and length;
Do what thou canst for alteration:
For hearts of truest mettle
Absence doth join, and Time doth settle**
While she sits in her chair
vaguely following the conversation
she also drifts away in time and inclination
to care for the important things we discuss
in many ways she is beyond those cares
her decision has been made
and we but sound and fury
isee she is now more complete
and composed than of recent days
for her there is hope in the path she takes
i cannot begrudge her the choice she has made
as she said her age and medical disposition
means she is already walking that road.
but as daughters do I peer forward even now
and feel the lack of her grace in daily events
Even today as we make plans, her abscence
whilst still being here is a vast gap of darkness
that we all avoid with plattitudes and brightness
In our private hearts we do rail against the
happenstance injustice that befalls the matriarch
we struggle with the alteration to the long march home
we come together to watch as we fall apart in small
and large measures...
In our minds we pledge the best,
in our hearts we pray for speed
We know she has forever etched
herself into our bones and being
but we quietly sorrow at her growing
absence...apart from her memories
and leavingd
**His mind hath found
Affection’s ground
Beyond time, place, and all mortality.
To hearts that cannot vary
Absence is present.**
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 12:40 AM UTC
Thefloorisvibrating, mythoughtsarefading,
I see greyfogmisty,
like clouds of softpillows glistening,
But it'sshifting.
I want to reachout & touchyourhand
Keephoping that you'llmagicallyappear
a curve starts forming across myfaceoftiredness...
Ifeel warmthinkingofher.
Thefog seemstobelifting and now there's arayof lightpiercing thegrey'grey'ness...
&Maybe....;
IfIclosemyeyesshe'llfeelcloser,
Maybe...if I block out the vibrations&thenoises;
I can picture a newvisionofher...insteadof envisioningamemory
Not of someangel who seems to glowfromheaven, but thewarmth
of hereyes as shesilentlygazed beyondthesilenceoftheunkown,
Thewayshe'dsay myname and makemefeelwhole.
Thefloorisvibrating, mythoughtsarefading
Isee greyfogmisty, like flufflywhitecloudsofsoftpillows..
but it's shifting.
and I'mthinking...
of you..
andthinking.
Having a fairylikeyou as mybestfriend...
is such a giantgianthippo of a blessing
andbeingyourbestfriend...
isthebestestbestthing...
ever.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC
What's up DMX, I see they got you next, I just wanna pay,
My respects, 21 gun salutes, with the techs, rough rider,
Like Theodore, for sure, I knew the pain, was plain, and pure,
What else do, we have to live for, too many greats, under the floor,
Resting peacefully, somebody put them slugs in me,
Reverse the tragedy, just to bring more tragedy, and agony,
Dodge the vanity, enemies sitting on the front, steps of mercy,
I seen many, died before, just another, unpredicted prophecy,
Thought I could shake, the cold flee, filled with lifeless memories,
First Kobe to Doom, then X, to close the everlasting, trinity
Now all I have is ya songs, rest in peace, dawg with the heavenly
Used to get amped up, to get at me dawg, rough on the hogs,
Living to die, so why even try, to muster the fry, last breed to die,
This game been ***** check the birdies, chirping slowly,
Crack the 40z, for the lost homies, too many, too name,
Lost in the fame, **** I should, have bit, the flames
Longer ago, seen death knocking at the doors, for the cure,
My best homies, all clay frozen, as isee the souls rosen,
From the watery graves, from the grief, that loves to stay,
Til the day, I lay in the ground, im a continue, to bust rounds,
Reload til my thoughts explode, I'm pain free, slipping easily,
Almost couldn't get up, never let up, this world's so corrupt,
Let the trails of tears, uplift the curse, finally in a hearse.
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 11:27 PM UTC
Violet ribbons
tied across
rosy red cheeks
Isee...
You smile
white teeth shining
as a crystal clear
drop of tear
crosses over the
ribbon & down
your salty dry
mouth
Sinking inside
is the beautiful lie
you're repeating
in your head
Yousee...
the slashes of
bright red imprinted
right beneath
the surface
pain swells
Isee...
your posture
abide you
a little ounce
of time
Framed
in the back
of your mind
Yousee...
backbone split
opening wings
Isee...
egale stance
& stories turned
back onto
the one
who needed
it all along
disappear
the mirrors
GONE
Ashes left ashes
it's all you'd ever
see in the
back of standing
on 2 feet
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 10:05 PM UTC