by Bill Baker |
Categories:
emotions, life, pain, river, truth, water, wisdom,
A balance in life can solve the riddle.
To find the balance, start in the middle.
Distractions from the banks may lead us wrong.
Go with the flow where the current is strong.
The banks are sirens calling to our ears,
offering us pleasures relieving fears.
The emotion of love, the fear of pain,
tossing and turning, driving us insane.
Too much pleasure can lead to addiction,
pain and sickness can lead to restriction.
Reject their temptations, stay in the flow,
the river is wise and knows where to go.
Avoid extremes, be content with enough.
Life on the river, no need for the fluff.
by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
addiction, adventure, body, dedication, happiness, heart, life, love,
. Acting Out
Standing, lying, falling, crawling, I keep trying, crying, lying, rhyming, love is blinding
I play, obey, eat, -I digest, caress the softness, when I'm blinking, I'm found sinking
I find myself thinking, walking, talking, mocking, craving, misbehaving, and dreaming
Shake, break, my heart can't take, I smile, in style, small thoughts, are all I got
I'm lazy, hazy, I get crazy, I shout, when in doubt, Acting Out, that's what I'm all about
By:)
by Red Fiery |
Categories:
addiction
My insolent heart
is audacious.
It dives into your words
Feels your presence,
Makes love to you
Shamelessly.
My insolent heart
Knows the truth
That
you are unreachable.
still
it ventures around old memories,
recalls ,
recollects and
reconnects
Irresistibly.
My insolent heart
Takes me away from sanity
Gives me a false hope.
Makes me irrational
Causes irreparable
Damages.
My insolent heart
Knows no boundaries
It immigrates to a forbidden land where
love breaks the barrier.
I wonder why my heart is insolent. .
YOUR BLUE EYES
Your blue eyes
Your blue eyes
Red
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
addiction, betrayal, hope, trust,
Fretting
Over his lies
Trust not
Trusting
Never again
Now wise
Wisdom
Comes with life
I learned
Learning
To share my heart
Cautious
Caution
on longest days
yields peace
Peaceful
Flowing waters
Bring hope
Hopeful
Fretting no more
Heart's strong
Strength builds
Tower of faith
Rising
Sunrise
Brightens dark days
Light shines
Shining
My stride returns
With love
Loving
Not enabling
Trust earned
For Richard's Mussetle Train Contest, 12/1/14
by Maureen Mcgreavy |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, forgiveness, relationship,
Mind over matter
It seems the mind
is more forgiving
than the matter
Love at first sight
Magnets inseparable
Believing true love could
Conquer anything
but anything butt up against matter
Hard enough Long enough
turns out
is enough is enough
for matter to shift
Attraction becomes Repulsion
leaving
Mind over matter
The mind forgiving
matter not forgetting
Both hoping time will heal the wounds
by A Yorkshire Poet |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, anxiety, lost, pain,
You've seen beyond the dark
You've lived behind the light
What is it?
To you the truth is lies
To you life is a crime
Your lies make you survive
Your truth is where they hide
Dark rages deep inside
Light can't get through your eyes.
The secrets of the night
love burned out of sight
The horrors of the mind
The torment you must find
What is it?
by Timothy Hicks |
Categories:
addiction, funny, nonsense, simple, word play, words, writing,
(don't tell anyone)
by Apolo Amai |
Categories:
absence, addiction, career, creation, dark, depression, emotions, freedom, identity, loneliness, soldier,
With love comes consequence
With hope comes failure
With triumph comes fear
With peace comes worry
With riches comes pain
With poverty comes envy
by Isabella Lenniro |
Categories:
addiction, boyfriend, break up, for him, heartbreak, high school, society,
The day I learned,
you were in love with
her,
I cried.
The day I learned,
none of it was real,
I cried for weeks.
The day I learned,
you never loved me,
I wanted to die.
There must be an iota of feelings,
or you wouldn't have said I love you,
at least on the outside.
by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories:
addiction, celebration, firework, sensual, sexy,
She
Taught me
To love her
So completely
Inch by precious inch
Me a willing student
Not once was I discouraged
She helped me practice night and day
With her there were no l i m i t a t i o n s
I was given the f r e e d o m to express
In time she became a w i l l i ng student
She could no longer resist my touch
Her an~~~instrument~~~of pleasure
Sweet notes escaped as she moaned
Time no longer mattered
R e s i s t a n c e futile
Symphonic--------Joy
Floating. ~~~~ up
F r o m her
Thighs
For Silent One's contest
"You don't learn anything about life in school"
Sometime "HARD" lessons are the best.
by Michael J. Falotico |
Categories:
lost love, sad, love,
Your in a world where I had to leave...
When two hands seperated I found me ...
A crumbling picture that broke my heart...
With all my love and words, it still fell apart...
Days and time to realize what I can't fix...
From a bottle to a glass our lives couldn't mix...
Your eyes blurred as I spilled my soul...
As words fell on ears that wouldn't hold...
Now as the calender drips into new days...
I write of a love that came and went away...
Through all the storms I found a stronger me...
In poetry and love is where I'll be...
{a story of a past love who chose addiction over me}
by Afolabi Muideen |
Categories:
absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, anger, anxiety, betrayal,
Cessation the love
Household has been scattered
When love lost
Humming in the community
Malicious gossip in the society
Disorder in the society
Degrading the society
Society has been scattered
When love lost
Humming in the state
Malevolent rumour in the state
As the day chameleon to night
Insomnia in state
Peace elude state
State has been scattered
When love lost
Mystery to nation
When love lost
Oh! It is a dream
Why do we stop loving
While love exist
Love is above all existent
by L. M. K. |
Categories:
addiction, blue, emotions, sad, sad love,
I bled myself dry
because of you slaughtered, drained
exsanguinated
by Joseph May |
Categories:
addiction, drug,
Addiction was her puppeteer
It pulled her every string
Drugs became the master of her fears
Depression was all it would bring
Some become puppets of greed
Pimping out their very souls
More, and more, and more they need
Satisfaction is never their goal
Envy is also a puppet master
Making us want what others possess
Pulling the strings of jealousy faster
And leaving us a sorry mess
Perhaps we, are just puppets of love
As our strings are pulled from above
----
Screwed in the "Puppets" Contest
by Teagan Taylor |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, evil, leaving, love, pain, sometimes,
Sometimes I think
I would love you more
if I was still drinking.
And then I decipher the code:
I would love you more
if I still loved myself less.
by D.A Hopkins |
Categories:
addiction, conflict, faith,
I want you gone
so why are you still holding on
I don't need you any more!
so let me go, go on
I've shown you the door
I've found peace, within the grace of God
this love is so much more
than you could ever try to endure
My freedom is awaiting me
please.... I beg you, set me free
I DON'T EVER WANT YOU ANY MORE
DO YOU NOT SEE I'M NO LONGER YOURS...
I have been set free redeemed, by my God
by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, art, funny,
I love the way you walk in your stilettos
The clickety click sound of your heels
The seductive sway of your hips
And the luring gaze that appeals
But when you walk softy
That is what I love the best
As your stilettos cover new territories
Across my bony chest
Oh the view my Soupies the view
Of man’s weakness I do stare
But never trust a woman in stilettos
As your bit lay unattended and bare.
Uhhhhhhhh!
I am the Mad Poet. For Debbie Guzzi. (I never enter contests to win.)
by Dom- X- |
Categories:
abuse, addiction, celebration, dedication,
No, no, you got it all wrong
This is my N song
I love using the N word in everything I do, I am
NO, I am not Sam, I am
I love the N word, when told to google thing
I don't like the N word during the middle of a fling
Many times I use the N word, when asked if I took the batteries
NO, I did no such thing, you crybaby
I use the N word, when my girl needs sUm cash
I'm not falling for that dash
A simple No, to all money grubbers,
beggars
I'm not a "YES" man
I'm a "NO" man
On occasions, I love using the F word even more
DX
by Selena Hernandez |
Categories:
addiction, fantasy, fear, sexy, teen,
Love me
I beg for love with every encounter
just for a touch or a nibble
to feel a warm chest against mine
I want to feel the love of a man
a man who possesses a heart of pure gold
I yearn to feel hands on my hips
and a tongue entwined with mine
such temptations shouldn't take over my youthful mind
by Daniel Schack |
Categories:
absence, addiction, anger, anti bullying, art,
If I had to make a choice I would rather hate intelligently than to love stupidly.
by Vinayak Pratap |
Categories:
addiction,
ENTERING A PUB,
ORDERING A PINT.
I SIT DOWN TO THINK,
WHY DO I DRINK.
ONE BY ONE COME UP THE THINGS,
THAT CAUSES ME TO DRINK.
LOSS OF LOVE,
STARTED IT OFF.
AND IT BECAME A HABIT,
THAT HAS PUT ITS BIND UPON ME.
UNTIL INTOXICATION BECAME COMPANION,
IN MY TIMES OF NEED.
NOW THAT I AM SOBER,
I STILL THINK,
WHY DO I NEED TO DRINK.
I SUDDENLY REALIZE,
THAT INTOXICATION WAS A SHIELD BEHIND WHICH,
I HID,
IN TIMES OF NEED.
AS THE TRUTH SETTLES IN MY MIND,
I SET DOWN THE GLASS AND LEAVE THE PUB.
MAKING A VOW NOT TO HIDE
BEHIND THE SHIELD OF INTOXICATION AGAIN.
by Sunlite Wanter |
Categories:
addiction, fun,
Used on Poetry Soup 3/23/17
Sweet Tooth
She always asks for candy,
When we ask what she wants for her Day,
Or on Christmas she asks for pralines,
That come from far away.
She never asks for diamonds,
Nor an eco friendly mink;
Only some kind of truffles,
Or a gooey chocolate drink.
Jelly beans by the handfuls,
She keeps at her kitchen door,
I’ll want that candy dish in her will,
Just in case it fills some more.
We all just call her Sweet Tooth,
She never puts on any pounds,
If she did, we’d love her just the same,
For GrandMother is sweet as it sounds.
by Adeleke Adeite |
Categories:
addiction, beauty, best friend, passion, poetry, poets,
I cannot stop
writing about you my Love.
You are more than prose and poetry,
beyond inked imagery.
Pen and paper cannot capture your creed my Love.
I can't just stop
singing about you my Love;
You are more than moonlight melodies,
and resounding rhapsodies.
Lyrical stunts are not enough to spot your pattern my love.
I cannot stop
thinking about you my Love,
You are inscribed in my whole heart,
as my indelible art;
life's raging flood cannot erase you my Love.
Poetry, O poetry my love!
You make me hear the twilight songs of stars,
and take me beyond the brightest blue...
bear me forever on the wings of words my love!
by Dawa Zangpo |
Categories:
addiction, beautiful, butterfly, cheer up, courage, cute love, weather,
She walks in beauty
Following the above silver rays
Her hope fastening with some alacrity
Feathers of smile gently sways
Between stardust accompany to ignite
The clear darkness of her walking lane
From distant heaven echoes her docile gait,
Convivial fairies salute her when pace wane,
Lull solitude with half soul comes to meet her
To revel the moment of whilst gather once
She embraces below chiliad of the stars
Kiss the moonlight and beg for morrow bunce
Again she follows back the silverware gleam
And she walks in beauty into her pleased beam.
Copyright © Dawa Zangpo | Year Posted 26/08/2018.
by Michael Harman |
Categories:
love
What does it mean when i cant stop thinking about someone?
What does it mean when i am obsessing?
paranoid they dont love me in return?
aching to be around them?
to smell their scent of something .....something...
beautiful, primal, instinctual, a need to have.
nothing will satisfy the "need" to have them NOW and in the future.
Is then when i purchase her with a ring?
Own her sexuality till death do we part.
I must own her.... forever.....