"persuading" poems
Sitting in some car in a forgotten parking lot
Grey marks the skies
Lush green plants peeping in
The wildlife of concrete and paint makes the perfect background
For
Little ***** of liquid heaven falling on my windscreen
And some music to complete the scene
Each guitar line synchronises with each raindrop
Each blast of power thunder hits hard like heavy metal
But the soft clouds, the gentle ebb and flow lull me to sleep
Whispering, persuading me to dream
But I really don't want to miss this shard of time
I never want to lose little moments like these
A silver raindrop is born by landing on my car
Crash landing, rather
The bubbling pocket of mystery travels down
Swerving and slamming into other fellow pockets in crime
It's life cycle completes when it reaches the bottom
It races to it's death, unable to stop gravity's plan for it
Each drop morphs into another, making a wave
The rain weaves an intricate web of waves
All strutting their sparkly magic before me
I sense a metaphor for humanity creeping in
Millions of crescendos growing about
Too concerned with their internal politics to worry about others
But I stay focused on the beauty all around
I wonder if heaven has rainy days
If so, this must be one of them
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 12:28 PM UTC
The thought alone;
the naughty idea
of pressing my mouth
against her pink lips
persuading me to
persuade her to blush.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 6:17 PM UTC
Searching your mind,
Revealing your soul.
A piece of my mind,
Making you whole.
The depths of your feelings,
Defines the depths I will go.
I know what I know,
Time for me to show,
How well though.
Like never before,
Here I go.
Persuading your body,
In so many ways,
You're powerless to evade,
The prowess of my ways.
Caressing your tenderness.
These moments your memory will replay;
Haunting parts of your body in a special way.
Reminiscent of this very day,
Our parts bonding as we lay.
Still influenced in ways you can't see,
Rather feel, so its as real as can be.
These unique pleasures bestowed upon you,
Impaling your reality with my point of view.
This abundance of energy; this vitality.
A reflection of you and me.
Enticing you mentally,
controlling you physically,
releasing you and me chemically.
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
A quiet affection pulses deeply within
Smoldering fire in your eyes
Burning embers of glowing persuasion
Lifting hope, I hold inside
Honesty I sense in boundless measure
So tenderly offered up to see
Each time you hold my gaze with your own
You melt the heart in me
You thrill my soul when you caress me
With your smoldering gaze
Persuading my heart to hold you near
Until my end of days
My hope is wholly lifted each time I see
Tender love and honesty
Blazing in the burning embers of your eyes
Gazing gently back at me
Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 6:17 PM UTC
*Sailor,
I never met a man of your valor,
You held my hand through everything
Even though its only been a month..
I love you and appreciate everything you do,
In a month I found someone
Worth persuading
So much as to,
you were so captivating
I don't care about your past
But I do care about your future
And I hope you will remember
to include me in it!
And I want it to be good
And I want us to be travelers,
And wanderers,
But a thing to remember would be that
We will always be home to see each other..
And I want you to know that I will not make promises that I cannot keep but
do things for you that you will not regret...
so I want you to be with me in everything and always..
I love you and these are not just words and I want you to be happy as much as I want to be happy in life..
So smile and I'll smile and make your day like you make mine..
Longing in anticipation,
Your Mermaid..*
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 7:12 AM UTC
I am just sitting here, waiting for you. While you are over there, with my words, touching you. I envy them. I envy their ability to ****** you in ways I could only imagine, and pleasure you in ways, that only I could dream. If I know you two, as well as I do, you are both probably together, somewhere dark and quiet and everyone else in the house is sleeping. They are probably having their way with you, right now. Running around in that mind of yours, putting bad thoughts in your mind, thoughts that you never knew you wanted there, but will never forget. Persuading you to try things, feeling things that you’ve never felt. Levels of pleasure and pain, while exploring regions of your body, that you, never knew existed- finding your weaknesses, make them my strengths, then seducing you with them. To make you wet, they simply pour themselves over your body, dripping down your stomach, seeping into your sweatpants, open your legs and start sliding their fingers up and down the sides of your wet ***** My words guide you thoughts, and your body responds with pleasure. I wish I could hear you moan or just watch you; eyes closed, legs spread-eagle, squirming around under the sheets, grinding yourself against your hand, until you ****** so hard- the contractions squeeze your fingers. But, instead I am just sitting here, waiting for you. While you are over there, with my words, touching you.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
you
deserve
better
than what you've been accepting.
than all that you have chased.
than every.single.tear
that has fallen out of
place
when you realize that every lie,
was never worth your time
you can sell your watches
you have too many, anyways
one day, you will look into the sky
it won't be dark,
you will walk outside
the light you see-- will not be from the moon,
the shadows that surround you-- will not be those of demons
pulling you to down to Hades:
your blanket will not be misery
but
you won't simply wake up, alleviated by fate
you will have to fight
wars against yourself-- the worst kind imaginable
you
are up against the odds of giants
not even a troll-- would attempt to cross the bridges that you must build
but you can do it
you must learn to live with a shield in your hand
and a bow on your back
and eventually
one day,
you will look into the sky
it will be white and pure
you will walk outside
the light you see-- will be that of the sun's glow
the shadows of the tress will dance in your presence
persuading you to climb their swaying branches
lifting you towards the high heavens
flowers will float into your hair
yet slowly someone will approach
carrying a diamond-laced, gold ring, inside a crafted, red-silk box
in awe, you will notice his glowing amber eyes
then his face
you will see, is painted with delicate metallics alluring metallics
but you won't be swayed, for there is fire in his eyes
slowly you will reach towards the box
you've spotted the disguise
with the shield you have gathered; bow is in hand
untamed-- you are savage
unfazed by the lures of man
ferocious-- savage
he is not what you desire, rather lust
but you will walk across the bridge you've built--
based upon trust
away you will go, from all that harms
as you come to see the light
not a soul will tempt you away
for
you
are
savage
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 8:49 PM UTC
A calm and cool breeze
Passes through the leaves of the trees,
Persuading the branches to sway,
Like algae in a turbulent sea.
Without a cloud in the pale blue Arizona sky,
The sun radiates down-- hot and glaring.
It reflects off the shiny paint of the cars around me,
Illuminates the brown mountains in the distance.
And magnified through the thick lenses of my glasses,
It blinds my sensitive eyes.
The surrounding sempiternal desert
Is so clear and sharp,
That no one nor nothing can hide
(With the exception of the beings who can blend,
And despite my tiring efforts,
I am not one of them.)
The nearest Creosote bush
Eminates of the smell of water,
As it passes through a hose.
I am instantly transported back home
Where sand is replaced by grass and plants
That require regular watering to survive.
When I close my eyes I can see
The illusion of a waterfall, created by the uncoiling hose
As it ejects tepid water for us to traverse.
But upon unveiling my windows,
I allow the sandy landscape to penetrate into my soul
And I am brought back to the present
Where life subsists, illogically,
Through a dearth of water, and inordinate sun.
Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 3:27 PM UTC
Persuading your body,
in ways you can’t escape,
you’re helpless under the power of my touch.
I caress every inch,
leaving memories that haunt your flesh,
moments replaying in your mind,
as our bodies unite.
Jan 2, 2025
Jan 2, 2025 at 12:57 PM UTC
Her eyes were glued to a sky full of stars,
But she was dreaming of something bigger than Mars
Somehow the constellations would just realign,
Opening up a portal to all space and time
Distant galaxies sang, danced and laughed all night,
Persuading her to stay and relax ‘til light
The dawn would come much to her dismay,
But then the sun rose, showing her a new way
The light glistened with every step taken,
And her whole being somehow felt more awaken
Mountains climbed high and streams ran fast,
Making her wish this moment would last
Colors frolicked and pranced across the distant sky,
Giving her beauty of which to testify
But soon dusk would come, and she welcomed it grinning,
For she knew these dazzling sights were just the beginning.
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
Step up to the mic and strike first with a smile of one liners, with observations or tales that beguile them.
For a smile will disable them while your lines slide in behind them, almost whispering, selecting the sharp-soft phrases that will best penetrate those guarded places. Looking with innocence into their faces, turning minds stage by stages, persuading with insights, with stories of real life, with familiar tales of familiar strife. Then when you follow through and strike with the punch line they have no defence and have no time to decline the good sense found in this food for thought, laughing to a sudden realised stop, looking again at their lives, with a furtive smile of dawning delight at the shed light on shared lives found in your soft amplified lines.
- Do it right when you step up to the mic and you just might change lives.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 4:27 AM UTC
I once said I'd never go down this road.
"Don't ever do it" so I've been told.
Instead of listening when I was offered I didn't even say no.
I just said "sure I'll give it a go"
At first it was all fun and games.
This girl has many names. I was warned but just threw all the negative thoughts away.
"It can't be that bad" is what the devil had to say.
I should have turned the other way.
She gave me a feeling I never felt before, but now instead of standing tall, she kicked me down to the floor.
She's killing me, but I still try to find more
Why can't I just close this devilish door?...
The first day she makes me feel wonderful.
Two or three days pass, then she starts being cruel..
My mind is wide awake.
But my body begins to ache.
How much more of this can I take?
This isn't fair, yes I am well aware.
But no matter what, I always feel the devil stare.
He wants nothing but the worst for me, I hate him but he still gets the best of me..
He puts these demons in my head. I try to fall asleep but I continue to lay awake in my bed.
What has happened to the girl I used to be?
This just is not me..
Once full of life.
Until the devil came through and said "I'll make crystal your wife" til death do you part.
You wanna end it but this is just the start..
I feel so hot, even though it's cold
I used to have a heart made of gold..
Til the devil started taunting my soul..
Now where do I go??....
I don't know..
I look in the mirror and I hate what I see..
I'm an addict and it feels like crystal is all I need..
I ******* hate her.
She just won't leave me alone..
She has such a persuading tone..
I want to be happy, but I just feel so ******
She allows me to forget my past, but she's making my life deteriorate fast...
Why can't I stop you may ask...
Well this is what happens when you dance with the devil..
Playing a game with endless levels..
I wish I could get through.
But what can I do?
I just hope the devil doesn't do this to you...
Crystal is horrible and if you let her in, chances are she will take over everything and she will win!!!!!
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
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Air has no Residence, no Neighbor,
No Ear, no Door,
No Apprehension of Another
Oh, Happy Air!
Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast’s Pillow—
Essential Host, in Life’s faint, wailing Inn,
Later than Light thy Consciousness accost me
Till it depart, persuading Mine—
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Forbear, bold youth; all 's heaven here,
And what you do aver
To others courtship may appear,
'Tis sacrilege to her.
She is a public deity;
And were 't not very odd
She should dispose herself to be
A petty household god?
First make the sun in private shine
And bid the world adieu,
That so he may his beams confine
In compliment to you:
But if of that you do despair,
Think how you did amiss
To strive to fix her beams which are
More bright and large than his.
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So celebrate with bread and wine,
With meat and lager,
With laughter and song,
And the slippery kiss of that woman,
Eyeing you from over there.
Outside your door ... another awaits.
One who has always been near,
Persuading you with stars.
Promising nothing, yet granting everything.
It is inconceivable,
So I won't even bother.
But with each passing day,
You step closer to that revelation,
Whether by choice or by fate.
And when the door opens for you,
You may find yourself holding a cold hand.
Her skin is stone, unforgiving, and rigid.
Her silent steps follow close behind.
Your shadow. Your mistress.
Regret
Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 5:21 PM UTC
legions of aloe vera lick my
toes, persuading in dissonance.
a herpetic grin streaks your
teeth, grease and yellowed
pages harrowed in stem.
now, i will tell you these
roses (that are everyanything
of a colour)--
sizzle against soft fingers,
the waft of yesterday
scribbling strikes of sense.
Nov 15, 2011
Nov 15, 2011 at 8:29 PM UTC
MY LOVE IS ETERNAL….
I wish you come back to me someday for a while,
tell me your love for me is real,
that ray of hope of keeps me still alive,
you parted professing it was infatuation,
never fathomed my devotion,
you were my inspiration to live,
you were aspiration of my life,
left me in lurch for greener pastures,
leaving me entangled in your love shackles,
questioned the allegiance of my love,
shattering my profound feelings to live,
Years passed away down the lane,
in your thoughts and dreams alone,
in deep agony my heart bleeds ,
in memories of your cuddles and nibbles,
All these years, eyes tired in your quest,
my heart and soul always were at unrest,
Spent days and years persuading hard
my heart to evade from your thought,
it fortified my evasion, firm in its conviction
my heart is no more in my possession,
Spell bound in your compassion,
It is hard, yet have to make a confession
my love for you is beyond my imagination,
no stone left un turned in your pursuit,
no day,no moment passed with out your thought,
you were there always deep in my heart,
captivated me with your kindness
enthralled me with your sweet voice
to love you more was the only choice,
spring has come all the way again
flowers of my love has blossomed again,
though you are far away from me
your love has made me feel you are there with in me,
All these years of my penance for your love,
my goddess has blessed me with her love,
there in my heart and my soul, being the only reason to be alive,
your words soothes my heart and your smile makes it (heart) skip a beat,
you are there in my heart, air I breath, smile on lips,in tears when I weep,
the only ambition I have in my life, to part from this world in your lap,
My love for you is eternal, I would still love you from my coffers…
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC
Luminous passion flows quite magnificently
A dance crying out to be heard
Persuading your spirit to honor the motion
So sweetly, as it stirs
A remarkable immersion of inspiring sensation
Uncovers a welcoming glance
Softly held on the face of the persuaded spirit
Who hears the cry of the dance
Gratifying spontaneity demands your attention
Be delighted by the cry that is heard
Inspiring the spirit to gently whirl and spin
To a lovely music without words
Beautiful effortless moves of revealing delight
Are honored without any question
By the spirit who hears the lovely persuading music
Of the dance of spontaneity's suggestion
Aug 19, 2010
Aug 19, 2010 at 7:15 PM UTC
A trivial thought like stabbing daggers
Sets the path to our devastation
A maze of chaos from simple matters
Failing paths of imagination
Not every quote you read is a masterpiece of wisdom
Not every act that’s weird is an evil conspiracy
Demons inside her head, their kingdom
Celebrate every victorious fallacy
Persuading herself by hollow theories
Fooling herself by un-ignored “if”s
Recollecting only the worst memories
Deciding the truth, deadly and stiff
Stop creating this useless drama!
Can’t you see it’s tearing us apart?
‘Cause every self-destructive trauma
Crushes again my exhausted heart
Fire is put out by heavy pouring rain
Arms protect from thoughts too scary
Why can’t I relieve your pain?
Why can’t I be your sanctuary?
My shoulder offers affection
To be gained
And has no intention
To feint
Come rest your eyes
And faint
You will find paradise
Unstained
Come near my dear
Let me lift your worries for you
Stay with me here
Let all anxiety leave you
You will see clear
No demons to haunt you
Dissolve your fear
In my arms around you
~Epic Monkey
May 2013
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 2:25 PM UTC
finally
the overwhelming feeling of
recognition
they've seen you
they know who you are
it's the best feeling in the world
you're buzzing
loving
smiling
laughing
crying
it's fabulous
it's beautiful
it's relief
a breath of fresh air
it's persuading
persuading you to go on living
Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
Acceptance persuades the release of a wavering spirit's decision
Deeply invading the majestic powers employed
With a false caress in a soft hush of a trusting notice
Swiftly crumbling into a distinctive void
Manipulation clearly receives delight in the pleasure
Provided freely as a marvelous ploy
To confine the wavering spirit in a restraining desert
By the distinctive void containing no joy
Alone and isolated in a twist of silent acceptance
Fate begins bartering with a radiant light
To command a truce without any persuading acceptance
To try and avoid the coldest of desert nights
A triumph disguised as failure has persuaded the release
Of the wavering spirit trapped in the void
No truce is accepted, still the radiant light has brought
The wavering spirit such incredible joy
Jul 29, 2010
Jul 29, 2010 at 8:26 PM UTC
The wind rumbles, persuading
The dry sand encrusted sky shines
Redirecting with force the human path
The empowered rage as trash and tree branches pass by
The wind hears to no laws only the torn
A breath of a savage
Alluring destruction
I put my hands out wide, my clothes blowing high
My eyes concealed
The strong breeze shoves my hips and arms in different positions
An outcome is all I ask to reach
Listening to my request the wind has no remorsing
No conditioning, only thrusting
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 2:26 PM UTC
Here we go
Here we don't
Admit defeat
In surrendering
Arms are useless
No reason in doing right things
Pointless fighting
Lashed out of friends and enemies
Have you seen me running?
No trust and
Not trustworthy
At second glance
Explicit content
Becomes Imaginary
Quickly lost my sweater
Lost my shirt
Summer rolls around
Sadly I can't help this.
We won't speak again
I'll make sure of it.
A stronger drink
In a bigger glass
I can't stand that
It's all going to break.
Needle still spins on
Without echo
Without tone
Without devotion
Laid side by side
Too intimidating
Dead branches of a tree
We still insist on using
Classical vibrations
Muted with a finger persuading
Soon we will be shipbuilding
In arid climate
Is it worth it?
Telegram obsessive
Rumor possessive
Thinking of excuses
For a second time.
Thinking of triplets
For snaking bass line.
Vagabond breath
I'm always losing.
Rip tide took me out
Walls of sand
Struggled then saved by a stranger
but
I thought you were my father.
Back to hotel rooms
Or Empty rooms
As if nothing ever happened.
I can see a stone
They put you under.
Eased our minds
That we could temporarily forget
Then find you again.
We made each other god
In worlds less than holy.
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:25 AM UTC
As I lay beside the pound the organic sounds mix with the industrial ones coming from the concrete structures not more than a few good pebble skips away; for someone who is an experience pebble skipper at least. I always envied my male friends at the river, grabbing a small rock and persuading it to transform into a water crawler as it made it’s way across the tea colored water. My stones never did that, they were determined to act like stones; sinking into the brown abyss with one big splash. The sound of the water filling the gap my stone fell into, the swift reminder I could not convince the matter to do as I please. The sounds around me now give me a peace as I hear them. The vague rustle of the leaves as a working bee buzzes through them, bravely determined to fight through the grass jungle to reach the sweet nectar on the flower that resides hidden inside.
Nature always has a way of projecting a determined spirit; I can see it in the weeds growing in the cracks of the sidewalk. No matter how many times they are damaged, torn, poisoned, or malnourished, they always strive to grow. They have never ceased. Not once have they given up, they have a natural hope they hang onto. That they can recover, no matter how much they’ve lost. Organic life, nature, brings hope; it brings the wish of recovery, the willingness to adapt, and the ability to change. Just as the rocks leap from my friends’ hands, and turn into something they’re not, choosing to become more than a stone, refusing to sink. This is what nature brings. It brings Hope.
May 17, 2012
May 17, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC