"lushes" poems
Drop of red,
Large orb in the sky of orange,
Sour yellow,
Soft lushes green,
Body's of wavy blue,
Romantic flowers of fake purple,
My Rainbow has bloomed.
Sweet red stripe,
Juicy orange fruit in my hand,
Bright Yellow petals,
Long green branches,
Silky blue scarf,
Deep purple bucket of hope,
My Rainbow has bloomed.
Red lace on a white dress,
Orange skinny swirls on a white dress,
Yellow collar on a white dress,
Green bow on the red lace,
Blue stripes on the green bow,
Purple string keep the whole outfit as one,
My Rainbow has bloomed.
My Rainbow is natural.
My Rainbow is the things I hold.
My Rainbow is my dress.
My Rainbow is me, is you, is everyone,
A Rainbow has bloomed over you.
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 4:13 AM UTC
I have always been in love with you
Though I've never seen your face
Rivered streets and thoroughfares
Cathedrals and marble shining glaze
Burgundy, sunsetted copper walls
Slanted clay tiles that shine like flame
Thick lushes of emerald'ed halls
Weaving into arcs of grape'd frame
Vineyards pouring over daykissed hill
Wine as red as dye and rich as gold
Flesh of bread, warm, at corners spill
Into the walks where it is sold
Dear Italy, my love, you torment me
Slipping your fingers 'round my heart
And all I have is pictures yet to be
And hope that we shall not long be apart
Feb 11, 2010
Feb 11, 2010 at 7:31 PM UTC
I told my love recently that he never writes for me
He claimed it was because of his insecurity
The English language is complex
I agree, but it requires thought and what comes next
So my love then began to think
And with his words he made my heart sink
In a way that was full of emotion
And it renewed my everlasting devotion
He wrote for me
A piece of poetry:
"Your eyes sparkle,
Sparkle like a thousand fireworks,
and I marvel like a little kid,
Looking into your beautiful green eyes
like a lushes forest.
Hoping to get lost with you in the wild"
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
I know i will be happy again.
I will be on my mountains loosing myself
in the lushes green fields and my heart will be content.
Just promise me you wont forget that i once was yours.
And if you find yourself one day thinking of me,
may it just be good thoughts.
The times when we shared a smile
and moments when i forgot to breath
because i was dancing in your eyes.
The way you touched my skin like its velvet
and how you always smelled like smoke,
and it will forever be my favorite smell...
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 6:03 AM UTC
it seems (you are the earth( or moon(or le cauchemar)))
or the feint colours dappled frangible scents on the palette
of dawn. so frolics snow spark's dangerous horrors
flitting stubborn ardor. promise the womb a flavor
chocolate coffee stars shivering heaps of organized
thighs. and the cellos beautiful staccato green is pouring
out of the harbor of the lushes. bathing sense in amber
confusion. an avenue Railroad in a downtown sea
married. salty breathes the ocean sighing at the hip
glasses nose perched. trying to retain the raiment
of depth yet shallow beyond comparison. little bits of
fRench and jazz to impress upon the waiting minds
a sense of culture. college bound legs painted cargo
sheets. they act like they
know.
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 1:46 PM UTC
You have been only once on my bed
Now I can’t get that image out of my head
I can’t find sleep nor desire to eat
I feel like a freak
I’m writing all these poems
Just to forget
The feelings that I have
For you just being an amazing friend
I couldn’t stop staring
At your lushes pierced lips
Your gorgeous blue eyes
That was a winners price
The noises you made
Girl, they made me suffocate
My heart thumped, vision blurred
I never wanted to kiss you so bad
The hug at the end
Where you wickedly smiled
Knowing I adored you
I knew I was being a hopeless child
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 6:23 PM UTC
When I saw you I swore you were deity
of purity or corruption I could not discern.
Mighty as so,
I named you after a Greek god-
built you a temple,
because I want to shovel
buckets of grapes into your mouth
and quench your thirst.
And breathe heavy.
And dig into lushes.
And tender bruises.
I can let you smite me.
It is true
the fallacies of this earth word
are many.
I just hope I give you
reason enough
to stay.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
I'm perpetually indifferent to my own distinctive decisions.
What sets me apart from the pack is my lack of care for derision.
The world is on fire, what an elegant effigy.
So I say 'just let em burn if they wanna f--- with me.'
No time for leg pullers or those who rattle cages
Only time for those who chose to write their own history pages.
The stages I have crossed to play these different characters
Have been destructive in the way they allow me to break barriers
Harriers couldn't cruise over me and spot my directives
Because too many unanswered questions have me playing detective.
It's suggested that in darkness the good's inherently evil
but at least without the light you don't see the ugliness of people.
and I don't mean their faces with no cover up or blush
I mean they don't stop to help someone in need cause of their rush
lushes have become the focal point of social structures
so the male population has pants with flies about to rupture.
So much is fare of the flesh that now it's a flesh fair
and it is encouraged to have no respect and just stare
and we're determined to mix up some smoke in clear air
and we're demanding new jeans that are made with rips and tears.
and I'm aware of crazes and fads I'm not mad
as in I'm not crazy but this craziness makes me sad
I'm at a cross like plaid but this is more like forked roads
I am locked in online without any exit nodes,
I am inside the safe but no one else knows the codes,
so I am me by design 'cause I don't know any more modes.
Listen here --> https://soundcloud.com/m_c_vegh/me-by-design
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 3:14 PM UTC
I stand on the edge.
I hang in the gap.
I am the mist coughed up
by the ocean.
offered forth from the water,
I am suspended droplets
drifting through the valley.
Hanging between the lushes
of mountain sides
I mingle with the leaves
and they may receive me.
I caress the ancient stones,
this colossus that holds life.
I stick to its edge
give it a shimmer
but cannot break its seal.
I am the mist which
emerged from the sea.
I hang in the gap.
I stand on the edge.
-18
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
She stares at him across the room
Wondering what he thinks
Starring endlessly in to his savory eyes
They speak
Wondering why,
she's thinking he moves them to meet her gaze.
Round the corner he spins and spins
In his rolling chair he likes to twinge
She laughs
He smiles
In her eyes she sees
His wayward movement
Making her thoughts go blank
Only seeing him
Maybe if it were real
Between them
Shed be happier
She thought to herself.
Crushes are crushes
burried underneath mounds of lushes
Lust is one thing, love is another
She has to wonder
What could it be.
Her heart pumps faster
Instead of just louder
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 3:32 PM UTC
(intro)
In the world I know much is a choice
I choice to live with it
The path of have walked has brought me to this moment
Every turn dark corner, and every well light line
has disembarked me hear in this time
I would rather be disemboweled then go back !
........
I go with the motion when the world turns
..........
If there be a solitary thing I remember from what I have learned
My heart burns with passion. Passion fueled by your fire
I did try to select the girl with the most beautiful face
just as I didn’t need to pick a girl with lips of a goddess
I figure I can deal without a perfect figure
I don’t need my loves eyes to have all the beauty of the world
All the beauty of a cool still autumn night
A vivid colorful mind, and radiant personality
personaly I can live without many things
I can live without a woman with lushes flowing hair
I have you
I have you and I don’t need these things
You think there is harshness in the words I say
The things not needed but giving anyway
I have it all when you lay your love next to me
No words poems sonnets nor songs can describe this love for you
No action or expression may ever show you how I love you
It’s a constant fire of my heart and soul burning in the flames
I can only hope that your heart and soul burn the same
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:39 AM UTC
I shan't let myself type, write, or udder
the word that the oh, so shallow misuse.
The term that hopeful, gutter ****** mutter;
but empty (should it, a hallow abuse).
Confused is the callow boy full of thirst,
due to courtesans words, so misleading.
The harlots fight over who will be first
to devour his heart, warm and bleeding.
Fleeting is usually how I define
ones faux and improper use of the word.
If down pours the rain, and water is wine,
then wet lushes slur convictions: absurd.
You'll never know what you've got til its dawn,
and out comes the word, all consciousness gone.
Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 4:46 AM UTC
Working hard hoping to move up
I refuse to let up I feel like giving up
I'd rather work the be broke
Find time to train before and after
Things that hurt me are no longer around
Not letting anything keep me down
I got hurt trying to love someone who didn't care about me
I found true love in my gym routine
Heavy weights that make me sore and sweat
Cardio machines that I get on so I can get some reading done
Getting extra hours at work hoping one day
I'll be better off instead of getting by
Being strong hold my tears in not going to cry
I've encounter many people not sure who to trust
Wild women fast and easy lushes
I'm over that life not trying to lust
I feel alone but on the right path
Being myself not letting anyone influence my progress
Feb 18, 2014
Feb 18, 2014 at 9:49 AM UTC
So this is what my life's become?
A solitary drinker in a crowed pub;
Nursing a burgeoning alcoholism
And entrenching melancholy with self-seclusion.
Worse: compounding isolation by ignoring
Or minimally acknowledging, peripherally,
Those Sunday night lushes;
Instead, focused on the static dynamic of an evolving city;
Absorbed by a blue-meshed scaffold adorning
Another modern eye-sore of urban consolidation.
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
A barrel of a gun is symmetrically aligned to the flesh of a temple
And it's the beauty of the world
The hate you cannot feel
The love you won't reveal
The herbal excuses scenting your hair
The walls of your brain-
Lined in color pallets-
Lushes thoughts
Splattered over their prestigious walls
Our apologies to the maid
For the unfortunate mess we have made
(C) Tiffanie Doro
Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 6:36 PM UTC
Drawn in like a brainwashed sailor
To the serenade of the sirens song
Your beauty blinds me of my failure
Eyes that remind me of home
Entrancing sapphire like the crystal flow
Of the river down through the forest
Peering deep into my soul, blindly I follow
Lushes ruby lips I loved to caress
But for everything so visually perfect
Your soul was deprived
A personality so deeply wrecked
I'm surprised I barely survived
Your soul reminds me of a holiday
The kiss of bitter cold gales
Freezing deep in the snow I lay
Chilled bone deep feeling frail
The mistake I made was accepting
That everyone could change
Giving you a chance again
Never was I more deranged
You are a dark and twisted seductress
Stabbed in the back once too many
No longer shall I try to impress
For you I now forever banish
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 8:52 AM UTC
When she opened her mouth and spoke
Everything in my minds went silent
Every single thought and worry dissipated
When you're like me
Concerned
Self-conscious
Always second guessing
You're never quite relaxed
Even at my most quiet and seemingly at ease
I'm over thinking
"Is my hair okay?"
"Does my breath smell?"
"Are my shoes clean?"
"Is this out fit stupid?"
""Should I've shaved?"
And when my eyes met hers the only thing I cared about was that gleam in her iris
The porcelain smile behind her lushes soft looking lips
"Oh **** do I look okay?"
"Oh man what do I say to her?"
"What do I do?"
"Okay, just be cool"
"Um, hi" I play with my hair
"Uh, I'm Tommy" I crack my knuckles
Avoiding eye contact at all costs
She thought I was cute
When we're together my focus was on her
The words coming out of my mouth
Well formulated
"Be witty"
"Be smart"
"Be funny"
Be nice, genuine, caring, honest and sweet"
But not too sweet, she'll think you're a *****
But don't be an ******* either"
She laughed at my stupid jokes I would stutter on
And poke fun at my social awkwardness
She held my hand and said she never felt more comfortable with someone
She said she never had anyone care about her as much as I did
She told me she loved me and every time she said it I knew she meant it
Soon all my apprehension vanished
All I card about was her
The times I spent with her
The things I could to for her
The things I wanted to say to her
The love I wanted to make with her
And she would do the same for me
Her distress about the future
Of money and the pain of her past disappeared
When she was with me I finally had someone who from me as much as I did for them
For who they we're
And that's all I could ever ask for
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
I have been having these weird sensations
where I want to reach out and touch what I am seeing.
I see the snow-capped mountains in the background of the lushes green pines.
The path is dark soiled, moist with morning dew
I want to reach out and feel it all at once
I want to feel it brush through my finger tips and down into my palm
I even dream about it
Cities and landscapes; I want to touch it all.
I am mostly sad in my dreams
My wrist cramps up
My arms ache for the feeling
but I can't touch a whole city
and I can't touch a whole forest.
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 10:28 PM UTC
Look at me
How beautiful I am
lushes and so green
roots big and shiny
Now I am sad
I’m standing all alone
There were many more
I’m all that’s left over
Don’t hurt me
you are hurting yourself
and this whole wide world.
Shell ✨🐚
Feb 5, 2021
Feb 5, 2021 at 3:54 AM UTC
Somewhere along the narrow path,
I dream of what I cannot have.
Lushes and blooms fill the gravels
whisking away at scared ankles.
Skies scream of consistent mellows,
drowing about my broken trebles.
The winds of change play their harps,
but I am singing past their darks.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC
It used to rain when I looked out your car window
you'd tell me it's obvious
The raindrops stain the pane
No real reason
Just started pouring
You grew tired of the sound
Listening to it patter on your car
Told me we'd stop and go somewhere
And you left me there
Soaking in the water
To figure it out
And I did
When I look out the car window
I don't see rain
I don't even hear it
All I see is a field
Lushes and green
As bright as the sun
There aren't drops anywhere
Just smiles and laughter
And I don't see you
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 2:11 PM UTC
Squirrel store food
Pure nature move
for survival
As mustangs untamed
As bats blind during the day
acting like bees during the night
maintaining this beautiful midnight flower splendor in desert land.
Flamingos are what they eat
Doing a ritual circular dance to find their mate.
The swan moving graciously
Not even moving the waters
to meet a mate for life
A lonely tree once green and lushes.
Many destroyed because of sour rain and human greed
Blue green waters
Disappearing slowly, everywhere pollution,
killing everything beatiful.
Sky ,different kinds of blue
Nature , Godmade, Godgiven
A blessing to us all
Let’s handle it with care and the respect it deserves.
Shell✨🐚
Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 5:39 AM UTC
As time goes by
The clock goes TICK- TOCK, TICK- TOCK
While small droplets fall,
Down the face of a girl
As she walks slowly
As she grew deep in pain
Walking from the darkness
Of no where
Tasting the sweat
The unique favor of mixture, water and salt
Fear in her eyes
As she lushes her body left to right
Tryin' fight
Put on that fake smile,
Looking at him
Scared of rejection
As she saw his charming face
To say, I want....
to be more than your friend .. heavy sight
He laughed, ha haa..haaahaa
To be.. your Girl FRIEND
He looked into her eyes
He became serious.
Her heart beats tremendous
Her hands trembling
Her body shaking
Her legs close in
Her mind, saying ***
What just happened
Her fear of the unrequited love
The fear he wouldn't love her
The fear of sadness
The fear of obsession, linger in her soul
The fear of one shadow
Left alone
As she looked into his eyes
She grew more worried,
Remembering that she'll never find true love,
And now it's up to him
For him to say I love you too...
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 8:36 AM UTC