Unguardedly poems on Hello Poetry

Devontae Oct 2013

To the woman my heart will leap for’ my passion is intense. i wonder if you can handle me somedays..
i wonder if my waking up at 3am inspired to pour paint from thoughts on your canvas w/tongue will make your insides melt or feel unease.
i wonder if, being hungry for you constantly will ever be enough to fulfill me..
i wonder, will my hunger feed you or ease you to find someone else easier to please. i wonder if you’ll even let me love unguardedly..
despite your best efforts to conceal wounds the past had made of you. i pray you’re not too proud to show me places you still hurt..
i just wonder what you’ll be like.. that’s all.i don’t care for pretty hearts. give me someone whose been through some **** ‘letter to the girl who had a ****** day dear love, i know smiles tend to fade quicker than summers do but, don’t ever let the sun escape you. your lips, your mouth was made for light to seep through. there’s gold treasured behind the crevices of your teeth. there’s a heaven in your smile love. why conceal what god had written in poetic metaphors. your smile is a light source, guide me. i know rain come heavy some days but even then. floods will never mold a river these are passing moments. find your sun again.. if this is you. here’s my love wrapped in words for you. i care for your well being & for your sake i hope you light up for you. smile . sincerely, love

Raven Feels May 2021

I Hope The Same

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, happiness is a butterfly--not me who said that;•>

maybe I'm jealous

a little bit over the line than rebellious

that that me has got the glory of the dreamy night

where my me has got a hell day of a bore with no light

the await tasted so bitter so sweet

unguardedly catched my heart and swept my humble feet

the disgust of the heat ran my skies famished high the green grass

train wreck on the borders scattered in a bulk in a mass

olive skinned a human bare born alive after the long

from the blues I knew I beheld I fell eyes upon

drifted on waves tattooed to that arm to that vein

a word not sure in my memory still

or maybe from before remains

------ravenfeels

#love #trainstation #hate #summer #happiness #memory #paradise

Helen Oct 2013

I have an Angel

She talks the talk
Walks the walk
Rocks out the Ages
in stilettos
Grinding the tougher
side of life
beneath her heel
She sings the chorus
in perfect falsetto
Unguardedly stripped naked
that only an open eye
could see
She's not made for everyone
but she's perfect
for me
I call her an Angel
but most would just pretend
she's just someone
"You know"
you only ever caught
her act,
I've seen the show!
but to me, she,
lays her hurts bare,
she, is, to the end
My Best Friend
*you know?

dedicated to my best friend RKS... she's not a member here but it doesn't matter, I'll shout it to the rooftop... all should have such an Angel in their lives ;)

Gemini Sep 2017

The Journey

You’ll always be a part of me
More importantly
More important to me
Than the blood being pumped from my left artery
But it’s hard for me
To believe you finally met someone who got past your walls unguardedly
Undoubtedly
The only line that kept us separately
Was his bravery that was natural and my bravery was one that came after a few pills of ecstasy
“You’ll always be there for me”
The last and longest words you said to me
I loved our mental connection without you sexting me
Even when you were in a different state I felt your presence right next to me
I was like a dull blade nobody was afraid to touch until you added a edge to me
We held each others hand ready to take the big step and you looked at me and smiled ready to jump over the ledge with me
You knew me before I became Gemini and when words meant nothing to me
But ever since you knew about my newest addiction to the words you sent your love and support to me
When it was my birthday and you tried dancing on me and I was crafting poems in my head with no notebook or pen in sight you said that my cuts and scars could be the ink and your body was a personal canvas for me
That’s when I knew you were destined for me
A women who could love and allow me to use her body for my personal gains was a women hand crafted for me
Tell me that this real and not a fantasy
Tell me that when I become famous you’ll forever be my most important fan to see
There’s truth behind a couple being able to endure the hard times in rags and rejoice in the riches, and you showed that truth to me
I still don’t understand how I’ve spent my entire life being an emotionally socially paralyzed oak tree and you easily reached the roots of me
And how you can just squeeze the truth out of me
That just shows you might be the one for me
And as I continue trying to find my way in life, I pray you will join me
Welcome to My Journey

John Edward Smallshaw May 2021

Thirty three and a third recurring

It was at that time then when I began.

the Sun did a moody and it was the Moonlight that
knew me in the shadows left hanging by the day.

and now?
yes
and now we're all offended by remarks chalked on park benches
or by eyes that look unguardedly at anything to do with me

and I'm offended oftenly that oftenly is not in the Oxford dictionary.

I'm
happy that it's Saturday,
that'll offend a few.

matthew scott harris Aug 2018

Aretha Louise Franklin

(March 25, 1942 – August 16, 2018)
(Thee ALFA (alpha) BETS Best "Queen of Soul")

Though unbeknownst to the diva,
where thee now sings with angels
(me, an invisible nameless spirit),
accompanies your mythic legendary
legacy afterlife already doth
Make Me Feel Like
an average star descended from on high,
thus inducing this generic solar stellar body

to exalt My tribute to A Natural Woman,
who unwittingly wrought
and outshone such golden gilded
fused steely mettle, imbuing
A Brand New Me,
twinkling in your posthumously shadow
nonetheless averring
A Change Is Gonna Come

pronouncing A Deeper Love
toward A Natural Woman
bonfires bursting bonafides
when ye whar barely done being cradled,
prepubescent maternity became latent
within yar promising nubility didst
budding classy pet auld aging dame
retaining topnotch je nais sais quois

A Rose Is Still A Rose
unsurpassed vibrancy despite
super nova waning zenith,
thence descent into hallowed grave,
where Ain't No Way any other Angel
could hold an Olympic torch
blindingly as thee to
illuminate Another Night

infused with brilliant poignant
heartfelt sentiment, sans
awe rays burning queenly
pulsating Baby I Love You
no matter crossing into
now ye didst cross over
into eternal resting place
thus, apropos for thyself

a disembodied essence
unbeknowst to thee to intone psalm
afterlife Border Song (holy Moses)
guiding holy spirit across Bridge
Over Troubled Water
asking thee to Call Me
upon arriving safely
decoupled from Earthly

Chain Of Fools,
where timeless Day Dreamin'/Dreaming
setting par excellence moral compass
asper Do Right Woman Do Right Man
diligently subscribing to Doctor's Orders,
whose plaintive insistence begs
cherished honorable muting refrain
respecting Don't Play

That Song (you Lied)
misled by Dr. Feelgood
specialist affixing botox
faux Mona Lisa smile
thorough fare lee exiting
off re:Freeway Of Love
back tracking along boo
love hard of broken dreams

sighing - Here We Go Again
nonetheless, I Knew
You Were Waiting For Me
unknowingly W| George Michael
intonating viz inflection admitting
to thine disembodied spirit,
ye obliviously unaware
blithely divulging unguardedly

"I Never Loved A Man
(the Way I Love You)"
relishing the murmur, "I Say A Little Prayer"
"I Will Survive," cuz bred confidante
to this trusted invisible pal August 2018
amorousness re: "I'm In Love"
aware such romantically
smitten state elusive from

Jumpin' Jack Flash lightening fast,
no matter unbounded toward stratosphere,
yar mortality harbored self
destructive cancerous spores
disease asserting to confidant air of stoicism
soul resilient malignant against
perforce never "Killing Me Softly" (you)
cleaving cerulean celestial

peppering heavenly vault with Oh Me Oh My
Respect plus Rock—a—bye Your Baby
With A Dixie Melody a firm ming
Gibraltar Rock Steady.

— The End —