TemptationsI love the way it burns slowly
As you breathe in from the tip
I love the way it feels on your lips
As you squeeze just to breathe
I love the way it makes me feel
The tingle and then calm
I love the way it tastes
When I grasp it with my lips.
But I hate the way its made people
So addictive and so nice
I hate the way it’s made me feel
The after taste of temptation
What tasted so good
Now taste like shit
What felt so good
Now feels like shit
The taste, the feel
The smell of
cicatrix.she bites her lipcicatrix.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to keep in
the words she will not say.
strength demands distance.
they don't tell you this
when you're young,
but sometimes love isn't enough.
sometimes things just don't work-
no matter how hard you try.
sometimes you lose-
you fall on the pavement
and no one catches you.
she had nothing left to give,
so she gave herself a break.
sometimes love can't save you.
sometimes, you have to save yourself.
Let me be your poem.Let me melt the cold pain from your skin, transform into the sun and heat your hurt––so it evaporates into white clouds of hope that inspires the trees to sway.Let me be your poem.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let me touch you like the first story I've ever read in brail, after deciding to go deaf before letting another sound replace your voice.
Let me shatter every tiny ounce of doubt from your being, using the weight of my love for you–– to demolish it's once relevant place in your thoughts.
Let me carve holes in to the night sky, so you can see how my universe revolves solely around you, making the moon shine bright with jealousy.
Let me fly you to the nearest nebula, so we can finally be as high as this love makes me feel.
Let me drive you crazy like a mirage in a desolate desert, making you crave it so much you imagine it in front of you, dying for a taste.
Let me be the sun to warm you and you can be the rain to cool us down, and we can make the sky blush a million different colours.
Let me be the baseli
NaPoWriMo- Day 5She used to try and catch butterfliesNaPoWriMo- Day 52 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
until she realized their beauty
rubbed off on her fingers;
but she will always be loving you
with those digits.
20 years from now
when even the love on her arms
Empiricismshe grits her silver scalpel teethEmpiricism2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
runs spectral fingers through
alloy lungs, she's
dressing in hypocrisies, she's
stretching amber bones &
laughing & it tastes like
tragedy is written out of
mucilage & bathos
she will craft you out of integers & alkaline fluids
(she's a connoisseur of kids like us).
My name is NothingMy name is Nothing,My name is Nothing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I know...
You're in love with her -
I'm just your friend.
I am nothing else.
I am Nothing to you;
I'm a ghost that listens
to your many woes;
I give you space to
take a deep breath in;
I am who you turn to
when you have no one;
I'm always there for you,
but never actually there.
My name is Nothing.
And I know it was absurd
for me to think that
I could be her,
that I could be...
poemhere i lay beside youpoem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gazing upon you bare before me
and in the curves of your body i can see my future unraveling
every pore in your skin a new adventure
every other centimeter calling out
waiting to be touched
and i cannot resist
i cannot withhold
the desire within me
to embark on a voyage through you
filling every crevise
until i can recall each piece of you as if it were my own
and end my journey
resting my head upon the peaks of your breasts
able to hear your heartbeat
like a song that only sounds when we are together
telling us that in this moment
it is only us
and will remain that way forever
CruxI’m only sure of two things:Crux3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still carry pieces of your cross on my back and
lilies were your favorite flower
Those last three months-
A silent drive home from the mall
purse full of stolen makeup
Dinners with my family where no one
bothered to make the conversion
Endless hours spent looking at paint samples
and I was smart to not buy the brushes
The line at the liquor store blended
with the lines on the road
At the same time with you
Then it was summer and you talked me into a country drive. We stopped on the side of the road to watch a cow giving birth in the center of a pasture. But, the calf never rose to its wobbly legs or felt the heat of the Indian summer….it never tasted dandelions.
The mother stood by the calf’s body
long past nightfall
and I stood by yours
long after that
Was this what we meant when we said forever?
Foolish Enough To Be LovedI'd dig into my woundsFoolish Enough To Be Loved1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to make you stay,
cough up my self-inflicting wishes
to have your arms locked around me forever,
because your departures poison my thoughts.
I want to claw my eyes out,
disease my lips &
rip off my ears,
because your existence
will be the death
of me if i ever see
HarborShe'll have blue eyesHarbor2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for the seagulls
because she'll know how it must be
to fly in the salt-kissed air
and only see water for miles
and love it.
she'll want to taste the ocean
in the wind,
a particle of Calypso's tears
for every life lost at sea
and she'll want to save every snail and turtle
she can get her long, pale, fingers on.
She'll never wear shoes
because she'll need to feel the sand
hugging her toes on the shore
the damp ocean water tenderly touching
her bare ankles.
She'll chase after the water-line
more than she chases her dreams
because perhaps a life underwater
is her dream.
There will be something
about the way she stands to face
the Atlantic and Pacific
that will make you think
she stands on twin wooden pillars.
And her smile that will look out
to the fading and shining horizon
will remind you about her
and how every faint sound she makes
is like the slits and cracks and whispers
of the boardwalk.
Navy men and Sailors will ask her
for her na
a supernova called sexcan you hold my breath for a little while? it aches my lungsa supernova called sex3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i've just been running out of it lately.
i crave for days where you smile that wide at the sight of a talisman
i got made for you. you'll clutch on to it and guard it forever, won't
when my pendant will glow with the
ordinary light of logic and what-is-
right, you'll find that we don't live
Beautiful.They say I’m beautifulBeautiful.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because of the way my crystalline heart reflects light off its fractured surface
Well, that isn't a reflection
It’s rejection of the light because it’s all too much to handle
Throw myself away into the dark without even a candle
‘Cause I don’t want to recognize all the pain I’m in
Or realize the truth behind what I am or who I've been
And I tried to make things right but I just keep on making wrong
I never listened to the angel on my shoulder when she called
I count my tears like they’re experience
And my scars like they’re mysterious
And that’s a feeling I’ll remember –
Watching as you left
Watching as you ended what was meant to be forever
And I can see it in their eyes; everyone can empathize
So they say that I’m beautiful because they don’t know what else to say.
But if being broken is beautiful, then it’s the ugliest way...
His and her love."Don't let go", he said,His and her love.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she complied, as he bled.
"I love you more than life,
my one and only; my wife.
––Don't cry for me baby,
just promise to never forget me"
She wept and held him tight,
shaking, in the cold of night.
She pulled out the blade,
his vision began to fade.
"I refuse to let you go,
you know that you're my beau.
Stay with me… right now,
don't leave me like this…how?
I can't love you more than this,
nothing comes close to when we kiss.
WE have to be kept alive!,
let's BOTH fall and take the dive!
you and me… in the dark…
forever igniting…our spark…
I said I'd die for you, I meant it."
tears fell down his face as she said it.
"It has all lead up to this instant,
you and I, our existence...
We'll rise up to the sky,
we'll be together when we die.
Just me… and you,
Forever in my heart.
you are my missing part."
She grabed the knife on the floor,
and lay still, by his side forever more.
"I love yo
how to: be unbreakableif there were such thing as you and ihow to: be unbreakable3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we would be just like those stupid kids
we would hear about on tv, complete with the abhor
of moving bodies to breaths and the sweet
smoke of voices to the back of our necks
saying breathe, breathe,
and tonight you would have been that girl
who took that place between my neck, my shoulders and spine
and spoke with words fitting to the best shakespeare, plato
and socrates, your nails scratching down the bones in my back,
your lips tight, raw, and kissed almost skinless whispering:
breathe, breathe, breathe,
and i would have died under your grip young,
not a figment of what i once was,
and under the gasp stolen from my own grip
you will tell me about those kinds of days when
we were fifteen, under the type of moonshine
you would only get when you were fifteen,
where we would sit by the lake for hours,
our skin a wrinkled mess under the water,
the moon drowning in the ripples of the dock-
kissing the bride of your shoulders, the crown
of your neck und
YouI really hate you.You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look at you,
And although you smile,
I can't smile back.
You make me feel so vile.
I look at you,
With your sick little act,
Trying to be innocent.
But you're a lie,
You too have been bent.
I watch you,
With your weak steps.
You look like you're dying,
But you're very alive,
So I know that you're lying.
I turn away from you,
And you turn away too.
I see your heart with dismay,
You are disgusting,
And you will always be that way.
I try not to think about of you,
But you're always here.
You have invaded my mind.
No matter how I try to blot you out,
You erase everything else I find.
Your act will surely kill you,
With you unsure of yourself.
I clearly see that this won't end well,
With your acts and lies,
In the end, the truth will be hard to tell.
My hate and rage surges at you,
You disgust me with all my heart.
I reach to hit you, to make you see,
That you are the biggest bother,
But I only hit the mirror in front of me.
SmokeYou smoked, and everyone hated that. The cigarette would hang loose between your knuckles, tendrils of smoke mimicking the tracery of veins and tendons that stood out along the back of your hand. You could do the most graceful French inhales, and sometimes you'd lean in close and grab me and kiss me, blowing warm smoke into my mouth. The scent would always cling to meI'd drag it back home with me and there would always be a fight over it.Smoke3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You were sparrowlike, all taut pale skin and prominent bones. Your hipbones jutted slightlysharp elbows, sharp knees, a sharp jaw softened by cornsilk hair. When I ran my fingers down your back I could always feel every vertebra in your spine, a steel column anchoring you down. More smoke. More fights at home. You never belonged here and never would.
Lay back. Relax. Anythinganything you want. I'd close my eyes and forget to breathe because I knew you weren't mine. If anything, I was yours, a toy that trembled and kissed back.
with her eyesshe undressed him-with her eyes1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
crept up beneath his shirt as a loft breeze
and allowed the wind to swallow their unnecessary layers
letting her fingers be wary she grazed his marble slab skin
pirouetted atop his collarbones
threw her full self into a tour jeté,
floating along his abdomen
and landed atop his belt buckle.
silently she slipped her palms
(eager with sweat)
beneath his jeans
and nested her head at his chest
to find his pulse thrumming,
parallel to hers.
her hunger began insisting through the pores of her skin,
flooding out in an attempt to feed.
she glanced at him, beneath him, onto him and into him.
her eyes submerged in his honey skin and she inhaled a heavy breath,
and as he finally looked into her eyes she-
rushed to turn her gaze, embrassed he had caught her staring.
Empty Pages.You are the perfect story,Empty Pages.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A plot unfurling from your touch,
And poetry in your eyes.
You speak with golden glory,
Into sentences of hate,
And promises of lies.
You are the book
I never had the words to write.
Silenceit's like water slipping through your fingersSilence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or the stub of a cigarette bud going out
like the color of the sky right after the sun sets
or the drip drop of the water of a leaky faucet
like a roller coaster — only broken
it's a silent cry for help that is never spoken.
He only spoke to me in lettersWhen we were together he only spoke to me in letters.He only spoke to me in letters2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Endless cascades of oscillating, interconnecting words.
With those words he built a portrait of me,
An amaranthine masterpiece of superb fiction,
That twisted around my cold white frame,
Caressing the delicate bones at the small of my back,
As he made me the subject of his desire.
When it got dark and I couldn't read those letters,
He would take me in his arms in the dark night,
And his hands would be as strong as his words.
His lips move against mine but he makes no sound,
No cries as his breath quickens and catches.
And as the light tumbles in, he closes his eyes.
When I awake, the bed is awash with letters,
And he left behind an indent in the pillow.
There was the story there, of our life,
From the minute we met, to when we die.
Hand in hand, in a field of tiny white daisies.
And on the last page he had written,
"This is how it would have been,
If I could have stayed."
You're a CageYou're a Cage, motherYou're a Cage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I love you
but I can't handle it,
because every time you tell me you want to die
a part of me dies as well.
Don't you see how it makes me feel?
Of course you don't
because I smile.
I act apathetic.
You're sad enough for the both of us
and I have to be strong because you're not.
I'm not strong either, but I have to be.
Inside, I'm suffering too.
You're a cage, mother.
A cage with a simple lock.
I have the key
but I won't use it.
because you can't live without me
and I love you
even though being around you sometimes
makes me wonder what I'm living for.
You're a cage
that locks away my independence.
I dream of flying, but I can't leave my nest
Your cage is all I've ever known.
Could I even survive on my own?
I love you
but you want to die.
I tiptoe around your sensitivities.
What about me?
What about my life?
I love you, but I just want out of this jail
Within me, is the spirit of a bird
soaring above humans and all their traps and cages,
all their entra
snapped."you willsnapped.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
be my books
open on my bed
with freckled words
bound to your
with stories tucked
into the chapped areas
of your lips, open
your spine crooked
holding your body
to a collection
of sodden bones, like
the soggy pages
of all the stories
you once told me
in the nights so dark
we couldn't read,
above the beating
of the paper and ink
in your chest
where you said
the thing about
what you see
and feel and be
does not have
and the best part
is the stories
will be there
into the pages of
I Am YoursLeave it to himI Am Yours3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one who's all steam
The one without a dream.
He'll take you home
To his castle of chrome
To be his imperfect clone.
Give him what he wants
He smiles and he taunts
He laughs and he haunts.
Force those three little words out
He likes it when you scream and shout
He likes it when you beg and pout.
Tell yourself that it's real
When you find him in bed with her
When you make him lose his temper.
Because that's all you are to him,
Another excuse to be angry.
A seed of lust gone too far for him,
But you meant everything to me.
almost thereI suppose if I had to write outalmost there2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the imprints left on me
in three hundred and sixty five
turns around the sun, then
I've learned that love is not measured in sacrifice,
that forever isn't defined
by the footsteps it takes to get there;
I've learned that words are wind, and
you'd better build ships with sails large enough
to catch even the whispers;
I've learned that we don't always get what we deserve,
and if we try to take it by force we are only ever met
I've learned that empty promises are as heavy
as the silences that occur after them,
that wounds can stay raw long after they stop bleeding,
that happiness is hard work, and love is even harder,
and that being human is an excuse
for nothing but magnificence.
parenthesis1.parenthesis2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i didn’t realize that you were my sixth vertebrae
until i broke my
( i stepped through the cracks in the tunnel when you held my hand )
you skated out of the hospital like the ribbons
living in the edges of my eyelids -
i knew you were a dancer on the left stage of my Broadway
right around the streetlights in my ribcage.
i switched my veins for electricity and my eyes for strobe lights
letting the vibrations shatter my sweet bones.
( we drove that car down i-75 at breakneck )
you shivered into my skin like hyperactive meteors
& i thought i was your polish girl [stretched into your cosmos]
displaced echoes crackled in my eardrums and under my pinky toe
as Edison pulled the wires tight
and my veins ignited under your glow-in-the-dark smile.
( you were every photo on my camera)