deep

Deep Beauty

Laying here trying to sleep.

Can't get her off my mind.

I'm falling to deep.

Her smile is contagious.

Making me blind.

This is outrageous. 

I'm running out of time. 

Bound for greatness.

Looking at the signs.

I feel so grateful.

Her beauty is a crime.

I have faith though.

One day I shall find.

The one they call beauty.

She shall be mine.

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Shooting

I cannot figure out my problem,

I sit alone in my room.

and for once I’d like to think my parents were right-

I’m fine, just 13.

 

I understand why I’m afraid of heights

I am afraid of being  towered over,

looking past me to someone else,

 

I am forgotten.

 

Years later, I am only known when being seen in the wrong light,

I am only seen on the TV,

or the jury look at me,

I see the blood on my hands,

the prosecutor cannot let me see more land,

I am scared for my fate,

I act like I am without a care,

 

I don’t think the death penalty is fair.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

uh idk. i'd like feedback

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ambrosia's desire

Folder: 
naughty ramblings

I have not touched you in the place I'd like to be touched
I have no way to describe its clutch
You may think that place we'll go is too much
I think it's a high we deserve as such

Emotions we'll share are like no other
This love had been known to smother
But I feel your need to be my lover

My heart is slow to accept another
Remembering you blinds me to all others

To feel you close is all I require
To shift my heart and take me higher

This place is where I long to be
This place we go where we are we

Deep With-in !

deep with in 2011

 

i was crying so deep in tears

no one could see my pain or fears

burying my burdens was better than talking

so depressed was i from deep with in

deep with in deep with in

no way out no need to shout

deep with in deep with in

my burdens were mine no one would find

sinking fast from the weight of sorrow

i couldnt continue to put on or borrow

taking those pills i thought i was clear

but lost sight of those whom i find dear

under i was no need to bost

till i was reminded what mattered most

the love of my children came shining in

sank down inside deep with in!

 

 

Zoeycup16.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This particular Poem was my very first one, I wrote it while i was in the Psych ward at St. Mary's hospital, i went there after i tried to kill myself and it means a lot to me because it is exsactialy how i felt right up till i desided to end it all i didnt think there was no way out, but i know now there is always a way out one just has to want it badly enough, this Poem i dedicate to all who are in a volitile relationship and dont think there is any way out, there is always a way out, i got out of a 24 year very abusive Marriage and if i can get out after all those years then so can you!  And never forget to always Stay Strong!!!!!!

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Taken-Away



He took away something I could never get back

The innocence of a child now self esteem is what I lack

I was only 7 or 8 how was I supposed to know?

I never knew someone could do something so low

Thinking back on it now I wondered why did I let him touch me

Was "no" and kicking not enough to get him off me?

I told him "no," mom I told him "no" like you always taught me 

Why didn't he stop mom? I said "NO!" Why couldn't he let me be?

To him I was just a stumpy still tree 

He took away something deep

My mind, some nights I couldn't sleep

But I'm stronger now and more confident in myself

I won't let this guy take my stress or my health

I've never told anyone this and I probably never will

Part of me feels guilty, maybe if I had it would of stopped the chills

But now I'm 21 and I'm starting to see

That NOT everything was taken away from me

I REFUSE to let this man take anymore from me

The innocence of a child is ALL it will ever be.

I am still a Virgin, something I hold on to with all my heart

I plan to be, till the day I walk down the isle with my future sweetheart 

People wonder why I don't like being touched?

They call me prude and judge but I don't nudge

The simplest thing, like holding hands I couldn't even do

And that's all yes, yes because of YOU!

No one knows or truly understands

Why I would never take anyone hand in hand 

People say I come off strong and confident, in my head I say "if you only knew" 

That it was all a facade behind something SO TRUE 

But now I can finally say that this facade has turned to truth

I'm starting to leave everything that happened in my youth.

Someone once told me, "never regret, if it's good, it's wonderful, if it's bad, it's an experience."

So I'm taking that as a bet

I'm starting to face my past without regret 

Because if it didn't happen I wouldn't have worked up the courage to be up here

Speaking with words that are so sincere.

Richard Bach once said "what the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly" 

My translation is that I'm transitioning to a new beginning and moving on from the past 

Its not the end but a new beginning at last

I like to end things on a good note

So here is one of my favorite quotes 

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I've never had anyone read any of my poems before, this is my first one that I have posted, let me know what you think! This is a poem about me and it is all true.

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Mismatched.

Mismatched is my mind.

Alone in the quite, as birds sing the blues.

The sky changes color as time consumes the

ocean of my mind, and never lets the flower

blossom.

Mismatched is my mind.

A knock is heard on the door, but he's not

awake enough to hear. The quietness only

becomes louder every second the clock ticks

further.

Mismatched is my mind.

The coffee on the counter steams away,

becoming nothing but dark liquid that

doesn't have the desire to be drunk

anymore. The milk made it's way to the top,

and sat in utmost peace or perhaps as a

loner.

Mismatched is my mind.

The desire of everything washed away, as he

rests on the bed, internally weeping away.

The phone keeps on ringing but he is too

busy counting each tick passing away.


Mismatched is my mind.

Constantly reminding me how there is no

one who can see, because of the veil which

covers the hearts.


Mismatched is my mind.

Where the closest people to me only know

how to misunderstand me, so I sit tapping

my finger tips and holding onto a string of

hope that may not fail me.

Mismatched is my mind.

What happens next, I don't want to see. I

can't be dependent on anyone, not even me.

Mismatched is my mind.

Where God only sees, and the rest stay blind 

as the time ticks further-

Mismatched is my mind.

Life is already leaving. When it has left,

perhaps they will wake from sleep.

Mismatched.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A freestyle poem, that has a touch of sadness in it.

Piercing Heart

 

My heart is a prisoner tortured by the silence, distance.

If it weren’t mute from torching his tongue,

you would hear a scream that couldn’t be forgotten.

A touch, a glance is all it needs to crack these nightmares that cage him.

But returns, the darkness, the hole that spans eternity but felt in this instant…

Piercing me, It has consumed me.

The Limping Heart


The limping heart wrenched beyond impair

from your distance and my thoughts screaming within...

The pain extends it's bloody hand holding the tears from flooding the land.

Be consoled little hand, for you have inspired my greatest works...

and soon it will spill and genius will fill the end.

Endless

A wide and deep and vast expanse,
Upon which forever we shall dance,
Celebrating our true freedom,
Unbound in the endless, unfathomable waters
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