"tempation" poems
I couldn't compare
The way your light brown eyes
Light the whole totality in me
As if nothing the light couldnt touch
It's filling up the darkness in me
And stop giving me the smile
That stops the ticking clocks
No matter how i beg to be in your forever
As i couldn't resist the tempation to live and let die in your embrace
I wouldn't want to trade
Your chilly touch
With a burning ember
Or any comfort for change
Let the frostbites seal me in your arms so i can stay and please, just stay
Its the way you move
And the way you talk
That takes me on a joy ride on my mortality
This is how your beauty is immortalized
When it is no longer in existence
Or when it is forgotten
By me or by you
At the end of the day
It is not how the moonlight
touches your enthral scars
Your best beauty is
How it brings out the best of me
Within you
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
Differing sins bicker
Amongst each other
As to
Who shall Permanently
Shape me,
After their ways
And
Until the end of my days.
Nay!
Let your ways
Oh Yahweh
Become my second nature
That I may breeze
Through
Tempation with ease.
Apr 16, 2022
Apr 16, 2022 at 9:26 PM UTC
River rushing from left to right
with all its unstoppable might
The only stellar source for sustaining life
plants and photosynthisis
the way this life really is
The sound of water
and the link between
mother and father
The rise and fall of the moonlit tides
by the light of night the pedals shine
Digital noises penatrate the morning stillness
as the bacon and eggs sizzle behind us
Coffee and camping to connect the sexs again
back to basics and simplicity
avoid the tempation
to loose yourself in the city
Rivers loose their natural flow
****** and restricted
divided by fear and dought
The wanting of
more and better
to keep us going
We should be sitting quietly
with an innocent unknowingness
the tree sap drizzles
as the wind whistles
Dec 18, 2011
Dec 18, 2011 at 8:22 PM UTC
Sky blue
Just a hue
I'd like to see you
Move through you
become you,
Sometimes I hate you
Where are you?
I saw you in a past life, but not tonight
Around you my soul becomes a fright,
So I take flight into the night
No destination in sight
Eventually I'll be alright
It happens during the day as well, I fight within myself,
watching you as if you're sitting on a shelf.
I should stay away from your wicked ways
I fight
tempation
to stay
away
every
single
day
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 6:15 PM UTC
Well,
Ive done it again .
I am my own worst enemy,
Like im my worst friend.
Its like i am my own demon.
Plauging my own name.
How do i defeat this demon.
If its in my own body i wake.
I am my own demon.
Causing my own hell.
I cannot see a reason,
Is what it tells me well.
Sometimes i lose my angels,
They have to keep a range.
Thats because this demon,
Is in control and playing games.
But these games are not safe.
There dangerous, they can cause pain.
After every tempation implyed,
The sin just brings my bane.
Sorry to all whom i hurt.
Says the real me;
Hidden inside, restrained in chains.
While this demon runs a muck.
Thats my true pain.
Its like i am my own demon.
I hurt, again and again.
But the real me just wants love.
To give and feel, in the end.
How do i defeat this demon,
If the mirror says its me.
Because killing this demon,
Would seal me to pain, worse,
Than this purgatory.
They say Gods alive,
And that the Father , He will talk.
If ive heard any thing, its that with
My angels i will walk.
But how from all That they can protect me from.
Can the save me from this demon.
From which i wish to run.
The answer i know not,
But still i must fight with what i got.
A broken heart, racing mind and body of sloath
Mind circles thoughts.
Heart feels lost,
Body is weak and my spirit,
Feels wroth.
Im sorry to those ive hurt.
Says the real me,
The real heart.
But i just might end up there again,
Even though i hate its end.
It doesnt make friends..
Enemies will be sent,
But it just cant be helped at times,
Says the demon of such a wretch.
How do i defeat once again in life,
The demon that comes around.
If the real me just wishes silently.
Making not a sound.
Well, ive done it again
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
you say yes other factors make you want to say no
you want to grow up others don't know
you try to change but they view you the same
this is your life and not playing all the mind games
you want a career not trying to get married or have kids
i feel that's the easy way out not for me or settling for less
you want to be more be better than what is given
you grew up know the day of power will be yours and you have risen
you've made good and bad decisions but learn the lesson of life
be right do right always be loyal to yourself before you do anything else
you've altered your ego to be accepted
you altered it back because you hated yourself
for being someone your not or meant to be
the ego is a power struggle within battling you when faced with sin and tempation
Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
Crosshatched tower of black ropes
Spiral towards poofy marshmallow clouds
A tempation for each passing youth
To gather around in crowds
All together the creatures, they climb
Grasping rope and some stranger's limb
Bodies fall to the earth like potato sacks
No limits in order to win...
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
My delicate pen has a mind of its own
your name pops up as if it belongs
each single letter entices my heart
as I scribbled it, thousand of times, it cannot part~
My paper got crumpled dropped up and down
thrown on the wall and fallen to the floor
your name followed me where ever I would go
your name was my love I wouldn't let you know~
I could feel your breath needing down my spine
your lips running along my jaw... making me sweat is all I know
I crave the feelings that follow me ....I knew you were mine
when you would fall off my fingertips into my brow...
Your **** eyes would tell me you want me now
but i was afraid to lick the sin from your lips... ohhh I would sigh
no matter how many times I pray to my God
your my tempation, I could never refuse~Oh My Oh My....
Your name was my only love, you kept coming up in my life
never followed the rules I knew, your a law I wanted to break
your my very sin, please come and help me give in
my muse is very much in love~with every single letter ....strife....
Your Name Was My Love...I dont want to win....
Please help me....I have to give in...
Debbie
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
Tempation, it is bitter
But so hard to resist;
If no one knows my own mind
But the Lord Almighty,
Then why is it so easy
For my worship to become a lie?
My family has endured me
My friends, they do not know me
And all in all, all I have
Is myself and Christ to help me.
I want to soar so badly
But my wings were clipped somehow;
My peers are all high in the trees,
While I'm down here on the ground.
It's a battle fought within me
Deep inside my soul;
A fight to the death,
The New Man fights the Old.
My dreams, they haunt and mock me
And the traits I want so badly--
Integrity, love, responsibility--
Somehow seem to evade me.
Temptation, it is bitter
And no one can resist.
We all know our own minds,
But then, so does the Lord.
Yet still, it is so easy,
For our worship to be a lie.
Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 9:58 AM UTC
The voices of pain tourmenting him,
The voices of tempation destroying him inside and out,
The voices of his traumatised soul ripping his heart to shreds,
Images of the horrible situations of his past life,
The horrible voices of the ones who hurt him bouncing around his head
"Fight, Stay down, keep going, youre worthless, you never do anything right, youre strong, youre weak, youll never make it, save everyone, you cant even save yourself, stand strong, you will fall."
The voices that controverse eachother,
What should he follow,
Is he weak or is he strong,
Someone believes in him,
That voice of encouragement never fails him,
It always guides him right.
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
In a broad kindred of spirits collide,
Too each is each to own and then we reply.
For where art thou darker days? Tucked behind us, spread like paste. Beneath a new chapter is where it lays.
A folding eyelid above beholds.
Temperatures swell, tempation creeps, weather is cold.
Are we not our own or do we just do as we are told? Again into the fold, clouds gather ahead, I clinch tight to my soul.
It's just that Im really not a good person. But I keep following this glow. Into the dark again I go.
A strange connection between what you consider real or make belief.
A thin rope dangles above from the fall that balanced and centered me.
For all that I appreciate and sense to be. For life finally making sense to me. Im circled by Death, teaching me something I have yet to be.
Echo knows eternity. A perfect gift from me to you from the lights of which you were meant to be. You are to your ability, able to be. Deep within your reach is where your meant to be...
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
I hear the clouds shout your
Name in the thunder
I see your eyes in every
Drop of rain
The lighting streaks through the night Painting your beauty
Across the sky
My heart consumed by this storm
Falling deeper
And deeper
As the water
Raise higher
And higher
No shelter from this flood
No reason to run
No more beautiful way to drown
Than drowning in this love
No other hope
No other dream
No other heaven
As lovely as you
No tempation
No sin
No deepth in hell
As alluring your eyes
No promise spoken
No story told
No seductive whisper
Could tear my from your soul
I will not run from this storm
I will not pray for this rain to stop
I will stay
Laughing madly
Smiling wildly
Dreaming
Waiting
To either live and love and die
With your hand in mine
Or die longing and craving and loving
This ravishing storm of you
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 6:31 AM UTC
Thoughts
Simple but not
Each time my mind forms that image
The fluidity of the imagination
It became you
As each time you came to be
A thorn grows
It may be long,short, fine or thick
But its still a thorn
The more the feeling blossom
The more the thorns in my heart flourish
The line was drawn
But the forbidden tempation
Of loving
Never went away
My dear sheep all i could do now
Is watch as you find the other you
Each time I turn
To look at another you
Its not the same
If the pace was slower
Much much slower
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
I want to be with you,
Even though you're in heaven.
The tempation of joining you is only getting bigger.
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
What was that?
Was it...
Frustration,
Infactuation,
Intimidation,
Humilation?
Complaints of misinformation,
Fever from inoculations,
Bully pulpit installations,
Social media revelations,
Orange crush situations,
Closed minded stagnation,
Radical simulations,
or that crazy armed insurrection.
It might be
a division of the population
Then it could be a
celebration,
an exuberation,
coronation,
an inauguration?
Complaints of tempation,
Riveted attempts of execution,
Attacks of verbal accusations,
Wall Street inflation,
Crossing the border examinations,
A presidental hibernation,
Constant constipation
or divisive communication?
In the end it was just
a very confused and crossed
democratic election!!!
Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 2:28 PM UTC
Each night before I lay down,
I swallow four little pills,
two white ones, one yellow one
and one blue one
About fifteen minutes later,
my mind starts to mumble,
Then I stumble into defeat.
Eyes heavy and vision cloudy
My brain is seeking answers,
my fingers start to feel tingly.
The room slowly closes
in on me.
My emotions cease to exist,
tapping slowly on the wall.
I implode with fear
and still I seek no answers
Four little pills
plays dodgeball inside my brain
FOUR LITTLE ******* PILLS
I I I I
I don't know who I am anymore
Cascading down the tunnels,
through damped corridors I go,
It doesn't stop.
Burnt flesh and tempation gone
I left my mind
on a ceramic plate
Then it shatters
Four little pills
disappeared inside of me
No reflection in the mirror to see
I am no longer in your presence
Its time to go
Mar 12, 2023
Mar 12, 2023 at 10:50 PM UTC
Come back to me dear
Don't get lost in tempation
I know it's easy to lose yourself
In the midst of frustration
But now you've drifted too far
And your spirit has fallen
This interal battle
Is becoming way too common
I listen to you talk and
It's like you're a stranger
It's creating an obstacle and
It's putting us in danger
I just want to see that beautiful smile
Back on your face
Because when you're not okay,
I'm not okay and in that time
We are words misplaced
Now we're both lost adrift
Wandering the same empty sea
And when you finally find yourself
That's when I'll find me
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC