"timidness" poems
There once was a girl so young and naive
She was kind and her heart she would give
But she was also shy and hid behind her hair
Because lingering in her mind was constant fear
She tried for years to beat the timidness
But all her dreams were crushed by her shyness
As a result no one got to see how huge her heart was
And eventually,she became a lost cause.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 10:46 AM UTC
I'm pretty scared looking down into the abyss,
Not knowing what to expect from its vastness,
It's hard to explain my paranoia,
And hard to understand my timidness,
But I have overcome other fears,
And I will conquer this one too,
If not today,
Then tomorrow,
If not tomorrow,
Then one day,
I will come back and look straight into the abyss.
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 8:34 AM UTC
Beneath her ****** purple eyes the bandages unwind
Reveal the fruit of every hit she's taken to her mind
A stripe away from damages that cannot be undone
She whispers in her timidness, you are the only one
The seeker floats around the words she speaks into the night
And she can feel a quiet breeze solidify their flight
I'll be there soon, I'll watch the moon, I'll travel back to you
The bruises heal and she appears, she finds him withered too
I've missed the conversations we have carried through the years
A hope, a light, dynamic sounds surrendering my ears
I want to bounce until the day we reach the second stair
Repel the dark and sorry things that tangle up your hair
And so the strands were compromised, she let the pieces fall
Upon the fringe of sacrifice she floated through the wall
Dec 18, 2013
Dec 18, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
253
You see I cannot see—your lifetime—
I must guess—
How many times it ache for me—today—Confess—
How many times for my far sake
The brave eyes film—
But I guess guessing hurts—
Mine—got so dim!
Too vague—the face—
My own—so patient—covers—
Too far—the strength—
My timidness enfolds—
Haunting the Heart—
Like her translated faces—
Teasing the want—
It—only—can suffice!
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Drunk and sore
I think I broke my toe
Wondering
How I will wake up
For work
Without an alarm clock
I'm running out of smokes
I saw you today
I hadn't realized
You had such nice eyes
Rules and doubt
Held me back
from pouncing on you
and tearing your clothes off.
Sorry if
My timidness
Had you thinking
I wasn't interested.
I tend to be
an introvert
when it comes to dangerous
emotions.
I bundle it up
and spew it into **** poetry
and wind up sounding
a little crazy.
Good thing
You'll never read this.
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
Seize my strength
For the first
Seize my worth
For the hundredth
Why must I crave
What I despise
Why must you hate
What you realize
A phlebotomy is always at risk
You mustn't always fight my kiss
Timidness is not wisdom
The wise approach with openness
Caution is not wisdom
The wise remain brave, unmoved by fear
Entire and entirely
You are an atmosphere
Enveloping my mind
You are my atmosphere
Entire and entirely
No escape
I am free
Why do you still seep into me?
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
My head and hands
lie on different pages
the passion heated thoughts
do not reach past wrists
so icebergs
they remain
and when instructed
to complete the most
simple of tasks
they disobey
disobedient
little morons
and blame
other elements
for their underlying timidness
no wonder
they are always blushing
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 11:03 PM UTC
I kissed a boy out of sheer timidness.
He tasted like salt and bad decisions.
I held her hand tightly when she said
she was going to terminate the pregnancy.
I’ve got 25 years beneath my belt
and I still have yet to tell you how I feel,
every time your eyes grace my field of vision,
rather, I mean, everytime your name
graces my ears, I gulp deep breaths of
I hope he hasn’t forgotten me
But that is what you said,
It was goodbye, if my memory
doesn’t fail me,
oh yet, it fails me
for I’ve swallowed everything
this earth has to offer
and I still cannot erase your new wave voice
and I’m no sponge,
but you, I’ve soaked to the bone.
There is no fancy wine to erase,
there is no jazz band,
to take me back a few years,
rewind and forget,
the way you made me feel
like I had been some sort of mute
audience, clinging to the end of
a long-dead television show.
Indeed, I felt you more of a
leading man, than some shiny fool
with bright teeth in some 1960’s commerical.
I refuse to utter the 2 syllables
that call you forth, a spell.
I’ve forgotten how to swallow
and you’ve forgotten how to spell.
We are lost in paradise and
I am not sure I wish to leave.
I repeat, it takes 3 years
It really does, but I haven’t the patience
nor the mind to wait.
I swim in shallow depths,
but you’re no savoir and I’m sure
you’d let me drown
This face is too pretty
to be spent be scraped off
of some cement ground
in the middle of a dog-day summer
when I’ve still got a skeleton of calcium
and a chest full of oxytocin
to spread amongst another
like rancid butter
on old bread.
They say *I love you
Where are you beautiful? *
I am lost in the cosmos,
calling your name,
to a dead audience of
long deceased stars.
I will come back for seconds,
Feed on these remainders,
for my mind is among the heavens
and my heart is beating inside of
another
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC
1) you're going to need to know how to stop slurring and how to walk straight. be able to say the alphabet backwards when you're even close to unconsciousness, know when to stop ******* driving.
2) sleep will be either the most evasive or clinging lover. when you are awake for six days, write. when you are about to sleep for two, make sure you are on your side.
3) when the money is gone, you need to learn how to leave your body when they enter it. eventually you won't be able to feel a thing. but know that when you're sober she touches you a year later, you won't be able to feel it.
4) ******* won't be as good as getting high. don't feel like a genius when you wake up and have that idea.
5) your lovers and friends will all be addicted. drugs will become the only **** or interesting thing to you. years later, you'll still crave the taste of opiates on her tongue.
6) some of them will die. you won't be able to cry.
7) instead, you will be completely numb for weeks and you won't be able to tell the difference between the dope and the pain.
8) the dope will eventually become the pain.
9) it will never **** the pain.
10) lose all self respect now. lose all timidness.
11) don't forget you will lose all freedom in your search for it.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC
*
*It is in my fall is your rise
It is in my dark is your light
It is in my lows is your high
It is in my small is your BIG
It is in my loss is your gain
It is in my night is your day
It is in my humiliation is your appreciation
It is in my descent is your rise
It is in my poverty is your wealth
It is in my begging is your charity
It is in my moon is your sun
It is in my clouds is your rain
It is in my internal is your eternal
It is in my stagnation is your flow
It is in my desert is your ocean
It is in my decrease is your increase
It is in my small is your large
It is in my hungry is your eating
It is in my cry is your laughter
It is in my absent is your presence
It is in my sleep is your dreamZ
It is in my heat is your cool
It is in my fire is your water
It is in my dusk is your dawn
It is in my blame is your forgiveness
It is in my sufferings is your help
It is in my last is your first
It is in my few is your many
It is in my slow is your fast
It is in my vulnerability is your empowerment
It is in my victim-hood is your assertiveness
It is in my earth is your sky
it is in my idiocy is your smartness
It is in my minus is your plus
It is in my foolishness is your cleverness
It is in my heart is your mind
It is in my despair is your hope
It is in my evening is your morning
It is in my end is your beginning
It is in my shrinkage is your expanse
It is in my silence is your talks
It is in my prisons is your freedom
It is in my solitude is your wander
It is in my unknown is your famous
It is in my sinking is your floating
It is in my ignorance is your education
It is in my demotion is your promotion
It is in my trivial is your importance
It is in my injustice is your justice
It is in my indignity is your human rights
It is in my leaving is my staying
It is in my being lonely is your friendships
It is in my sadness is your merry
It is in my dive is your soar
It is in my crawl is your flight
In is in my valley is your mountains
It is in my exploitation is your sustainability
It is in my rebel is your loyal duty
It is in my defeat is your success
It is in my scarce is your abundance
It is in my failure is your achievement
It is in my rejection is your acceptance
It is in my dislike - there is your adoration
It is in my retreat is your advancement
It is in my "against" the world is your "for" the world
It is in my dead is your alive
It is in my NO ONE is your everyone
It is my amateurishness is your professionalism
It is in my leaving is your arrival
It is in my slumber is your awakening
It is in my ugliness is your beauty
It is in my end is your beginning
It is in my end-note is your prelude
It is in my worst is your BEST
It is in my death is your birth
It is in my bitter is your sweet
It is in my blame is your praise
It is in cursing me is your blessing
It is in my timidness is your bold
It is in my being weak is your strength
It is my being at bottom is your being at top
It is in my idleness is your busyness
It is in my tears is your smiles
It is in my captivity is your LIBERTY
It is in my sad is your cheer
It is in my child is your adulthood
It is in my innocence is your maturity
It is in my adolescent is your aging
It is in my gulp of helplessness is your courage
It is in my spark is your lightning
It is in my destruction is your creativity
And over and above all what is said and written
It is LOVEz understanding and realization of YOURS
That WE are two bodies and ONE SOUL
OUR togetherness makes us YIN-YANG
It is in my veins is your blood
It is in my pulse is your breathe
It is in my womb is your cosmos
It is in my heart is your soul
It is in my LOVING you is YOU LOVING yourself
It is in my LOVERz is your BELOVEDz
It is in ME is YOU is me*
*
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
My life was beneath the abyss
in extreme darkness.
The rays of hope and light seemed
Insurmountable to attain.
Swoon in timidness, I lost my way to get out of it.
The toddler within me absconded.
Letting me to find my very own way
Of exploring the resounding
truth of peace and love.
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
i had a dream
you wrote your name in hieroglyphics on my stomach last night
we submerged ourselves
into each other
love everywhere
dripping down the walls
slowly oozing through our pores
boiling beneath the floorboards
in the pitch black
only we could see this sight
twisting and turning throughout the night
dew from our skin
cries from within
every moan
every shriek
piercing like piano keys
pain from your teeth
pleasure from your tongue
shivers from your fingers
your scent still lingers
last night we didn't have minds
or we were out of ours
we watched ourselves
get lost inside of
this abyss we call love
and outside of the parts we can't touch
we drowned ourselves in words
we suffocated on our voices
we screamed while no one heard
we tasted all of our noises
lust swelling up inside of us
like disease
we could die any second
preying on each other like felines
watching, waiting,
plotting on annihilating,
devouring flesh, making a mess
eating my soul, cleaning the bones
penetrating this flower
watching as i blossomed before you
spread open my petals just for you
my thighs as vines
you climb until you peak
reaching the top of your mind
ripping the timidness from my eyes
tempting and teasing
inhaling each other and releasing
hairs ***** on the back of our necks
the pressure inside is on the rise
my pleasure rushing to the tip of my tongue
escaping past my lips
music to your ears
muscles tense and vibrating
entangled in each other we laid
until the remnants of anger fade
limp bodies in this field of lust
another night of us
-suhani
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
Praises I bestow on the day I met you,
With my expertise,
I tried to defeat my timidness
just to get to know you.
On my couch at night,
I think of you.
On my dreams
I take risk to search
and be with you.
Oh, this is love from above,
You have filled me with might
to fight for you my right.
I promise to love you till the shadows flee.
For you are so beautiful,
Your smile fills me with
sweetness like a rich honey comb.
Love at first sight, that’s what they call it,
For you caught me on my first surprise.
And slowly you drift my heart away.
Whenever I set my eyes on you,
My thought is filled with happiness.
Oh, I wish I can have you.
So glad life will be.
Love is hard to resist my dear one,
Just let it fulfill its desires.
I am so lucky to see you,
Oh may this love at first sight
cease to grow cold.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 1:11 PM UTC
god i ******* miss it
i miss the hole in your jeans on your right thigh that always had your hair sticking out as if beneath the surface was some kind of animal
i miss the smell of cigarettes and the way you smoked like it was going out of fashion and the smell of your fancy cologne on nights when i was constantly close enough to taste every single cell in your body over and over again
i miss the way you would look at me with your eyes, a way that was filled with first desire, then hunger, then greed, and finally, love
i miss the unsaid things, the way you would call me beautiful because love is too hard of a word for you but you were okay with taking baby steps to slowly let down a guard that had been built since the day we started talking - the day she broke your heart the first time
i miss you, i miss the way my powder would stay on your black shirt after i hugged you so hard for so long that i was convinced i would break you, i miss the way you would grab my hand first slowly then more abrupt until finally you let the fear go and my timidness flee, i miss the way my cheeks would burn red hot when i saw you because i was shy, and i miss the way you would put your finger on the lighter and light that white candle you had because in a room full of sin we had to light innocence
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 12:48 PM UTC
I can spot someone who hates themselves from a mile away.
I can see it in the way you sit. In the way you walk.
In the way you breathe.
Such timidness, such unsureness you don’t know if you belong here
You don’t know where you belong
They ask you what you want to be you say you don’t plant to live past 18.
They laugh, oh your jokes.
You can always make me laugh.
And you laugh along, you encourage their haste.
But what they don’t know is that this is not funny
And on your 18th birthday-you’ve planned it
You’re going to jump of the building on 42nd avenue
You’re going to watch the people, strewn below, deciphering just what you’re about to do
Making them regret the day they laughed; regret the day they doubted you
But girl, you’re barley grown. You need to relax, you need a moment to breathe
I will force you from the ledge-I will talk you down
Make you feel not so used up and I want you to believe in something
And if you’re having trouble finding a muse, use me as your painting
Believe in me
Because I believe in you, I have hope in you.
You just need to have hope in yourself.
You have the rest of eternity to be dead,
You’ve only got a while to live-so enjoy it
You’ll be dead soon If that comforts you
But while you’re here you cannot have such hate about yourself
And you cannot place yourself back into that dark hole you know oh too well
No matter the wrongs you’ve done or outdone
You are still worth everything inside you
The sun is going to come up whether you’re here or not
So why won’t you stay to enjoy it?
Learn to forgive yourself for the petty mistakes and set yourself free
Because once you unlock the chamber, your world will change
You will be unlocked, you will once be content in your own skin
Let go. Cut the rope tying you down- I know how cliche that sounds but its the only metaphor I know to exactly explain what’s stopping you
And all it is is a rope. Learn to release yourself from it. There is nobody holding you back. Just this pitiful, pathetic excuses of a rope.
You’re better than this. Stronger than the rope. Cut it.
Nov 9, 2013
Nov 9, 2013 at 9:34 PM UTC
sip my lips,
drink me in
until nothing quite makes sense.
let my lungs fill your lungs
with an intoxicating fume.
smoke rings,
ripped jeans,
natty-bo's,
midnight shower endeavors,
the timidness of bare skin.
all the necessary ingredients
in concocting young love.
make me the subject of your songs
and we'll gaze at the stars
on those bright chilly nights.
a perfect pattern that fits together
like the quilt of life.
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC
The sorrow that is weighing me down now
Is the result of being expected too much
We all need time to fly,
If given, one push at a time
A rush into a flight, may lead to
Damaging my own fluttering wings
Yet, if I don't keep a pace
It's just disappointing
And I may surely lose my prime
I do try my best but
The timidness borrows me down
I yearn to drown in your love
For the way you do with me
But this shyness demon,
Raptures my heart and mind
And blinds me, for what I should see...
©Seema Sen, 2020
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 11:17 PM UTC
courage was a tall honey-golden skinned man
he had striking features
his face portrayed his African heritage is how round full lips and strong accent
all the women stopped chattering when they saw him
his broad shoulders and muscular arms swayed as he strode across the room
long wispy eyelashes fluttered over deep brown slanted eyes
his cheeks were rounded and flushed rose when he smiled
and his body was indeed a temple
he was always encased in an Armani suit which fit him beautifully
its so refreshing to see a man in a suit
his masculine build was adorned with the slightest timidness of his face
he seems to want something out of life
he seems to want to be more than the ordinary
he has ambition
he has grace
he has charisma and charm
and he embodies love
he embodies passion
I wish I had him
i would have the ability to do so much more
I would have adapted the art of being fearless and free
I wanted to know Courage
and I wanted Courage to know me
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
Sound the trumpets for my time has come
The wishes of every breakdown I've ever had are coming true
My questions however are answered as I sink into exile
All along, I knew why things weren't my way
I must wave my hand at the sun because warmth shall be a memory
My suffering will not be of fire, but what I felt all along
Freezing in loneliness
Every soul I've ever crossed paths with will forget me
And the creator will too forget me, as I wander in torment, freezing, and watching my flesh turn blue
I beckoned the sky to rid me of my timidness when I was a pest to the earth
Now that I've been cleansed,
I cry to the sky to plunge me into fire, so that screams will replace my cries
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
Whitened by aged wisdom and wonder, you reminded me a lot of a dandelion: I’d see you here and there, a thing so full of mystery, only to be blown away into the next moment where our paths would cross once again.
Whether it were days, months, or years, I knew we’d see each other again.
A spirit so strong that it frightened my youthful being grew to be one that I held brought me to my knees in adoration. You taught me how to be loud, how scream at my timidness and make it cower in fear. You taught me that words are so much more than ink on paper, that they breathe, they are alive. You taught me how to command a room, that I deserve to be heard, and that, like nature, all I needed to thrive was a light.
You see, I’ve always took Dandelions for granted, because I knew that I would see them again one day, and then, there would always be another chance to make one more wish.
If I had known that our time would have been cut short, I would have made a wish for you.
My hands will plant what you gave me, your wisdom will grow a dandelion.
I will pluck you from the earth, I will let your love glide through the air, and I will make sure it spreads to every corner of the world.
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 7:45 PM UTC
When I love you,
I rip your darkness open wide
and tumble to your timidness
I cloak myself in distant dreams
and dance within the dimness.
I hold your hand and fly, I soar
I sink in desperation
I hold your darkness in my hand
I love you all the more.
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
I see myself in you.
In the way your arms move
And the way you walk
We talk the same.
So similar, we finish each others sentences.
We listen to the same music.
We dress the same.
Every time I look at you,
I see myself.
In more ways than you think
I see myself in the way you look.
I know that look in your eyes
I recognize the fake smile
And those scars on your arms
The shyness of your voice
And the timidness of your touch
I know you cry yourself to sleep at night.
I know it all too well.
I see myself in you
Much more than I should.
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
Alone again,
in this hall of brotherhood,
I reflect upon my life,
on which I so shakily stood.
Admittedly with my fair share of victories and defeats,
my humble losses, and triumphant applause, at the very least.
Alone again,
I stare at these pictures, on which I knew the very faces
of old ones past, well past into the dawn,
now I look in the book of faces and wonder,
my friend, my dear, dear friend...how far have you gone?
How far have you gone, that you've wandered in vain,
looking for perfection, attention, you name to be mentioned,
go through all that trouble, just for yourself, all that pain.
You went through,
some times alone,
some times not,
didn't you know friend?
At times, you were all I got?
That was then, the days of timidness is over,
long gone is the shy princesses, and come the wild rover.
Now these photos of you, me, and the rest of them,
are all faded over,
aye, along now with you old friend,
along with you, you wild rover.
I can no longer participate in your childish game,
for the Lord has told me, You are a man now, now put the childish way away all the same!
He hath commanded, and so I obey.
Gone are the years of childhood, where we could play.
Perhaps in another time, much farther from now,
we could've gotten so much closer,
if you got past your bubble,
if only you knew how.
My friend, of many years past,
it's been good, good indeed, but unfortunately, it did not last.
Now we must go our separate ways,
I wish you nothing but good fortune, and good health,
for all, and all of your life-long days.
*Yes, my friend, I'll miss what we once shared,
for our friendship could not be compared,
but alas, you have strayed so far, from whence I last saw you,
you've gone past the point, where I didn't know what to do.
I'll miss you, and the others as well,
but your antics and all,
should not cost me a place,
a placed as deserving as Hell.
I'm sorry lad,
but this is for the best,
you can always come back to visit,
after you've had your rest.
My door is always open, my ears, even more so,
but please my friend seek help for yourself,
if you stayed clean for once, who knows ** far you could go!
My friend, I hope, I pray,
that this is not our departing goodbyes.
But should it be, then I suppose it is,
and I bid you farewell, adieu, until next time,
with a blasted tear,
trickling down my eye.
I'll miss you. My old friend.*
I'll keep the photos of all of us,
no matter how faded they may be,
for old times sake, for you...
and for me.
I'm sorry.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 4:30 AM UTC
bed sheets spread and suitcases zipped shut
holding the best of our things, the ones closest
to the heart.
my laptop prepares for a week between rooms
where I laugh in one and drink in the other
while I write about you.
I greet the long empty roads to the airport
and my navigation congratulates a new
distance that we’ve shared.
with (not so) hidden anticipation and
a fresh wave of timidness as my arms
link behind your neck once again.
so we start all over, building caresses
and conversations, lightly once again
to ignite the covered flame.
my nose forgets the gripping scent you bring
that fills my head with a pain your
searching fingers can’t locate.
your love for books and the details of your eyes
got lost between the texts and calls
from my drunk dialings to yours.
it’s harder each time to let your hand go
and release your body from mine, not knowing
when will be the next.
I never cry sober but when you boarded
the plane, the crucial drive back home
met my tears along the way.
the borderspace between our two lands
force a distance that disappears the moment
I remember the 8am smile on your face.
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 2:59 AM UTC
Say that fast ten times as you tie your tongue.
The grandiose has taken it's toll on the morbid side.
The constant upheaval becomes a lack of interest.
Even on my part I've become displaced in my heart.
What is the barrier that I place up every time.
Every time someone reaches out I quickly retract.
Has Timidness become one of my character traits?
Or perhaps I'm unwilling to trust people in general.
Like I was told so long ago, be true to yourself.
I held my love as he says, "Do what makes you happy."
Now alone I face that reality that I never can see.
I didn't see my life without his loving ways.
Then I found myself a stranger, someone I liked.
Each moment brought me closer to a divinity.
Locked in my DNA was a code that I had access to.
All of those years were not wasted as I thought.
My Ego was looking back at me through the mirror.
Years that should be added were Non-Existent!
The will to continue was only because of my Ego.
Like we were separate entities sharing a body.
Then I saw my humanity laid out like a business.
My retardation brought by my unwillingness.
I had stunted myself by giving up on life.
Gratitude comes when your humbled by love.
Love comes when you let go of Ego.
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 1:59 PM UTC