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Kiss me poetry

In Blah on November 5, 2009 by AmberWike

Kiss me poetry
lets be transcendental as I relax ya mental
speak to my mind
and please dont undermind my defined suicide
of the disinclined
bestow all my emotions
bring out the commotion
then let it flow like the ocean
chase after the encased,erased,and disgraced
enter my mind and find all the words i misplaced
enter my soul and force me to embrace and touch bases without changing faces
bring out my melody for my poetry so it can be sung and mimick floetry
Do it for me poetry
I hear your music and I snap-snap as you sneak through my hearts maze and avoid all my scorn traps
absorb all my senses as I try to commense this written word that goes unheard but apprehended as i blend it,extend it,ascend to no end
when im in this….state haters try to desecrate
cause they don’t know you like i know poetry
i study your body like anthropometry
your mind like psychology
and your heart like…like..listen!and you can hear the beat of poetry like oscillation
Speak on love and hate,lets debate what i try to abate
but desperately need to say loud and proud, infront of a crowd that wont disavow but force
me to bring out just what makes me..me……..poetry
So…
Listen!
See!
Feel!
ME!
for I am nothing without poetry
because I love you poetry and all i need is you holding me but only if you… could kiss …me…poetry

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Bitter

In Poetry on November 5, 2009 by AmberWike

when i saw you… i saw love
tainted, confined, and broken but somehow..I was amazed
Unfazed by your player ways
you were just like me..
heartbroken with a shield with the fakest glee
I recognized your heart before you introduced your wealth
I recognized your soul before you introduced yourself
yea…and by the way I saw right through the holes she left
same holes he left
so you crawled in a shell of pain instead the real you unveil
I’ve been there…I can relate…we’re one in the same
But instead of giving me the truth…you gave me your pain
I felt your rain and now he..is you all because in your eyes..i..was somehow…her…
like you I just wanted to be loved but I fell victim to your cold blood
but ….
& I just want you to know wherever; whenever I leave this world you had my heart
..before and after you tore it apart
And when you realize what you gave up by becoming the one you despised you’ll be able to see it in my eyes
& when you look at them you’ll see yourself yet once again
my blood is now colder than yours
and my heart has walked out the door… look into my eyes

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Do You Know Your Worth

In Uncategorized on November 5, 2009 by AmberWike

Sunday, October 4, 2009 at 8:22pm
BY ALESSANDRA B.

Kudos Amigo!lol

God yesterday you put so heavily on my heart the question of why your daughters can no longer see how much they are worth. Why do girls settle for a guy who would never lead them closer to you? Why do little by little all of our standards that were set so high begin to be let go and looked upon as it could never happen? Why do girls allow men to disrespect them and rob them of all that makes them pure and all that makes them beautiful? Where along the lines has all this been forgotten? All of me wants to say maybe its the parents, maybe the dads need to rise up and show their daughters how a man should treat them, the way they should expect, Even though in some cases the parents are very well at fault. Some cases parents truly have neglected to build up their daughters and treat them with honor and respect to the point that they could never expect anything less. But still there are those fathers that are always there and never missed an opportunity to treat their baby girls like a princess. so somewhere down the line girl have lost hope. As a child they have this sense of a fairytale romance. The prince that rescues them from danger, pursues the one and only girl he believes to be the most beautiful angel, the man who fights till death to stand before his lady with a bouquet of roses. But somewhere in life the girl realizes fairytale aren’t real and no man would fight for her and only her. no man would put his life on the line to protect her like that. But in all sense are we not women worth fighting for? are we not worth this fairytale romance? If we are daughters of a king should we not be treated as one? SO where on the road of life have girls lost their worth in out father’s eyes?

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Hello world!

In Uncategorized on November 5, 2009 by AmberWike

Hey!!!! :)

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