Submissions by infinitebeauty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am beauty with success in my eyes. I am the sun and when you look up I rise. I speak with my head held high. I am the poet of infinite measures, I am infinite beauty!
SELF POEM
Published
12th Oct 2018 4:00pm
12th Oct 2018 4:00pm
It's Beautiful
My vision was to come home and clean the bathtub, run a hot bubbly bath, pour a glass of strawberry Zinfandel wine, and relax. My vision became blurry when it dawned on me that one had football practice plus the other played on equipment touched by a thousand others. However, my glass still was filled and instead I sat in my bed relaxed sipping on my glass of strawberry goodness. But as I sat reading my past poems I started to reminisce. Its beautiful to know that love never dies. It might hide or drive by, but it never truly dies right? Well, it might say goodnight. Take a flight far far...
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Oct 2018 8:47pm
10th Oct 2018 8:47pm
Prototype
I hope that you're the one. If not, you are the prototype.
Since day one you have done more to amaze me. Funny thing is day one I didn't know if you were going to be my type. So I brushed you off like he aint going last with his texting ass.
Then I disappeared from his sight and I got a text saying, "what happened to you." I responded, "you don't call." He went above and beyond. He said, "okay you like to talk instead, but I got something better." Next we were having dinner.
Every since that day I think I met my love. If not, he is the prototype.
REAL...
Since day one you have done more to amaze me. Funny thing is day one I didn't know if you were going to be my type. So I brushed you off like he aint going last with his texting ass.
Then I disappeared from his sight and I got a text saying, "what happened to you." I responded, "you don't call." He went above and beyond. He said, "okay you like to talk instead, but I got something better." Next we were having dinner.
Every since that day I think I met my love. If not, he is the prototype.
REAL...
#romantic
#dating
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th Sep 2018 9:20pm
30th Sep 2018 9:20pm
Victimize
It may seem strange that they made me cry, made me lie, and ultimately made me shy from a world so big, a world so bright. People always asked, "Well why didn't you put up a fight." VICTIMIZE.
Their number one goal is the degrade and demean me, be so mean to me, never pushed me, but made me have low self-esteem as a teen. VICTIMIZE.
Now, I'm screaming "SOMEONE PLEASE INTERVENE." But no one did because authority figures could not detect or suspect the affect of such verbal disrespect. VICTIMIZE.
Depression is my best friend mom and dad, yet they can't tell...
Their number one goal is the degrade and demean me, be so mean to me, never pushed me, but made me have low self-esteem as a teen. VICTIMIZE.
Now, I'm screaming "SOMEONE PLEASE INTERVENE." But no one did because authority figures could not detect or suspect the affect of such verbal disrespect. VICTIMIZE.
Depression is my best friend mom and dad, yet they can't tell...
#bullying
#dialogue
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Nov 2015 8:43pm
19th Nov 2015 8:43pm
Unforgettable Love
A title left alone. Just still until its writer sheds black or blue ink underneath its surface. I never forgot, I only had little inspiration to master words for such a title. But I must give into the piece....
A talk of great time can turn into discoveries of hidden or lost treasure. Why do I get the feeling that we were lost from each other in time. "Oh my love how I have longed for you, and oh you haven't aged a bit!" One kiss to you physical essences holds the soul that I knew ago. Please show me the love I once blissfully grasp in my heart. I never stopped the dreams...
A talk of great time can turn into discoveries of hidden or lost treasure. Why do I get the feeling that we were lost from each other in time. "Oh my love how I have longed for you, and oh you haven't aged a bit!" One kiss to you physical essences holds the soul that I knew ago. Please show me the love I once blissfully grasp in my heart. I never stopped the dreams...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Sep 2015 4:53am
16th Sep 2015 4:53am
Sweet Thang
I wanna be in your presences, around your essences.
Whispering sweet words or affection sessions.
Making you squirm but begging for more.....
In your mind because that ego won't let go of splash....
pop goes the weasel on my ass!
Sweet like your essence,
smooth like my presences (presents),
gifts that keep digging deep into you,
deep like the blue-oceans from
heaven- and wet like them too!
Whispering sweet words or affection sessions.
Making you squirm but begging for more.....
In your mind because that ego won't let go of splash....
pop goes the weasel on my ass!
Sweet like your essence,
smooth like my presences (presents),
gifts that keep digging deep into you,
deep like the blue-oceans from
heaven- and wet like them too!
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Sep 2015 4:52am
11th Sep 2015 4:52am
The Universe Guides My Spirit
My spirit is wishing to reach the stars. To see the eye within the flying eagle.
My spirit is wishing to feel the moment of life's desires. Fill lives of hope.
My spirit is wishing to see that smile jump at my blank face and lay by my chin.
My spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit...
Is wishing to achieve higher measurements for infinite lives. Look toward the universe...
My spirit is wishing to feel the moment of life's desires. Fill lives of hope.
My spirit is wishing to see that smile jump at my blank face and lay by my chin.
My spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit, my spirit...
Is wishing to achieve higher measurements for infinite lives. Look toward the universe...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Sep 2015 3:20pm
7th Sep 2015 3:20pm
I DON'T KNOW
You say I don't know why you feel like that, then
tell me to lock the door and come get some of it.
I say to myself you still not getting it! I don't know...
Then I say why do you on numerous occasions
feel the need to unnecessarily lie to people.
Suddenly you break out in rage.
I don't know...How can I have trust in you and
you get defensive from me pointing out the
demon within that you are struggling to fight.
I DON'T KNOW.....
tell me to lock the door and come get some of it.
I say to myself you still not getting it! I don't know...
Then I say why do you on numerous occasions
feel the need to unnecessarily lie to people.
Suddenly you break out in rage.
I don't know...How can I have trust in you and
you get defensive from me pointing out the
demon within that you are struggling to fight.
I DON'T KNOW.....
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2015 2:59pm
4th Sep 2015 2:59pm
Pass it Please
I remember sitting among my wild loves until we couldn't feel our faces.
PASS THE DUTCH SON!!!
The smoke shatters our throats until we choke and ask for water to clear its passage.
I remember dancing like it was no tomorrow.
PASS THE BOTTLE SON!!!
We popped bottles every weekend while screaming, "FUCK YOU 21!!!"
How amazing was it to be fresh to new environments.
Those were my drugs of choice and I must say the weed got me through rough days.
Liquor turned my spirit to the beast of infinite appeals. One minute I revealed sexy, then the next fierce...
PASS THE DUTCH SON!!!
The smoke shatters our throats until we choke and ask for water to clear its passage.
I remember dancing like it was no tomorrow.
PASS THE BOTTLE SON!!!
We popped bottles every weekend while screaming, "FUCK YOU 21!!!"
How amazing was it to be fresh to new environments.
Those were my drugs of choice and I must say the weed got me through rough days.
Liquor turned my spirit to the beast of infinite appeals. One minute I revealed sexy, then the next fierce...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2015 2:49pm
4th Sep 2015 2:49pm
Conditions of Old Love
Let me reach into my heart and make you feel my condition.
My heart bleeds for attention for your touch.
It beats slower from your fatuous affliction.
My body wants your whispers to sneak and caress every inch of its brownness.
Not just allowing you to smack my asses roundness.
As my smile turns upset down, you never notice my soul crying from within
begging for your everlasting words of romance.
You whisper words of aggravation that sheds agony to my very existence.
Then, you act of lost times and painless emotions.
I thought we were passed these...
My heart bleeds for attention for your touch.
It beats slower from your fatuous affliction.
My body wants your whispers to sneak and caress every inch of its brownness.
Not just allowing you to smack my asses roundness.
As my smile turns upset down, you never notice my soul crying from within
begging for your everlasting words of romance.
You whisper words of aggravation that sheds agony to my very existence.
Then, you act of lost times and painless emotions.
I thought we were passed these...
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Aug 2015 5:44am
27th Aug 2015 5:44am
Self-Awareness of Whitney West
It’s hilarious how typical introductions start with the basic things explaining about an individual. However, in my opinion, what introductions REALLY are, is ways to discover an individual's mental, physical, emotional, and geographic condition. Yes, people would like to know the GENERAL INFORMATION, but they also would like to know WHO YOU ARE. Therefore, I am beauty with success in my eyes. I am the sun and when you look up I rise. I speak with my head held high. I am Whitney West the poet of infinite measures, I am infinite beauty.
There I was, a young brown skin teenager...
There I was, a young brown skin teenager...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Aug 2015 2:06am
19th Aug 2015 2:06am
Part 2- My Flowers of my Soul
My nine month term was finally here. Summer was gently approaching. It was still hot on the East of the continent I reside. My mate and I had come together to pick up the first flower. We walked it seemed like every road and hill to reach our destination. Once we retrieved our first rose and walked toward the main way. Now, we have arrived back to the hut. I feel my soul start to send a message to the body and mind. It pronounced, "It's time, every system lock and load." I say, "my stomach acts of independent aches of agony.
" All of that walking then caused a...
" All of that walking then caused a...
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