Submissions by tasia_arlene (Tasia Arlene)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write from the heart and experience. I see through words and create through feeling. I love dark and raw perspectives. I love the play on words through rhyme and dimension. Create, & cheers.
LOVE POEM
Published
9th Sep 2020 4:10am
9th Sep 2020 4:10am
In My Purple
A sensitive sensation of eternity.
As is the taste of your mouth in a higher dream.
A divine existence just waiting for me.
Spilling colors in my mind of how it will feel to be mine.
Teaching me patience at a rate that will save us.
You’re an electric energy who loves taking his time.
I only see you when I close my eyes, in my purple where you reside.
In a higher consciousness waiting to step outside.
Searching every face on the streets with burning hope and desire.
A spiritual stimulation while stuck in a simulation. ...
As is the taste of your mouth in a higher dream.
A divine existence just waiting for me.
Spilling colors in my mind of how it will feel to be mine.
Teaching me patience at a rate that will save us.
You’re an electric energy who loves taking his time.
I only see you when I close my eyes, in my purple where you reside.
In a higher consciousness waiting to step outside.
Searching every face on the streets with burning hope and desire.
A spiritual stimulation while stuck in a simulation. ...
#love
#hope
#romantic
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
689 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2020 6:20pm
10th Jun 2020 6:20pm
Tea Over Koffee
A peculiar event
To be spilling tea over a cup of coffee
About someone I genuinely thought loved me
Waking up to nicotine and echoing vacancy
Exhaling my mind to reveal your twisted ride
Sticking around during your highest tide
Disregarding your flaws and seeing to your core
Passion, spark, and fire
The sweetest and saddest crier
Turning out to only be there to keep me warm
I thought decency was uniform
Winter is crippling and lonely
My heart and I were over feeling numb
My fingertips on your...
To be spilling tea over a cup of coffee
About someone I genuinely thought loved me
Waking up to nicotine and echoing vacancy
Exhaling my mind to reveal your twisted ride
Sticking around during your highest tide
Disregarding your flaws and seeing to your core
Passion, spark, and fire
The sweetest and saddest crier
Turning out to only be there to keep me warm
I thought decency was uniform
Winter is crippling and lonely
My heart and I were over feeling numb
My fingertips on your...
#love
#heartbroken
#prose
#WritingPoetry
#hurt
724 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2020 12:11pm
25th May 2020 12:11pm
Grievances in the Grove
Time is burning and I’m spending it worrying.
Not enough seconds in the day but I’m steady wasting it away.
On thoughts about our better days.
Hoping you’ll see me through the darkness in the end.
So much love for being just a friend.
I hope all you’ve said isn’t just pretend.
Patiently waiting and picking off the petals.
While you get yourself together and stop speaking in riddles.
I thought you promised me flowers, even just a single rose.
Trying to deal with my grievances in the grove.
You are the only thought my conscious really...
Not enough seconds in the day but I’m steady wasting it away.
On thoughts about our better days.
Hoping you’ll see me through the darkness in the end.
So much love for being just a friend.
I hope all you’ve said isn’t just pretend.
Patiently waiting and picking off the petals.
While you get yourself together and stop speaking in riddles.
I thought you promised me flowers, even just a single rose.
Trying to deal with my grievances in the grove.
You are the only thought my conscious really...
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#breakup
#ILoveYou
464 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st May 2020 7:55pm
21st May 2020 7:55pm
Live, a poem for your twisted dome.
Welcome friends, to our wold of disbelief. Where we aren't afraid to die but won't show our loved ones we cry. A time of loneliness that turns in our minds. Please, sit down take a peep, here is what we have earned to reap. I leave you here and I leave you now, with what you wanted and what you have created- the destructive "wow."
We live in a world that is turned by the devil.
Where we play different games just to be on the same level.
Where we sin as we pray, and pray as we sin.
Where in every situation we can never come out with a win.
Where there are...
We live in a world that is turned by the devil.
Where we play different games just to be on the same level.
Where we sin as we pray, and pray as we sin.
Where in every situation we can never come out with a win.
Where there are...
#hope
#identity
#inspirational
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
333 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2020 00:32am
22nd Apr 2020 00:32am
Escape
You are like an overdose.
Such fantasy in the thought, but too absolute of a commitment.
A sickness that feels like nirvana with no kind of fluorescent outlet.
I know I’m addicted, but I can’t stop here.
So I run to familiar thoughts that cut just as deep.
Thinking once again I’m the purple flame is something I cannot reap.
Building my walls too tall so only I may stay inside.
Unless I’m with you, my second favorite place to hide.
Where I tell myself I am happy.
I am happy. Right?
Or maybe I’m not. Since I can’t remember the last...
Such fantasy in the thought, but too absolute of a commitment.
A sickness that feels like nirvana with no kind of fluorescent outlet.
I know I’m addicted, but I can’t stop here.
So I run to familiar thoughts that cut just as deep.
Thinking once again I’m the purple flame is something I cannot reap.
Building my walls too tall so only I may stay inside.
Unless I’m with you, my second favorite place to hide.
Where I tell myself I am happy.
I am happy. Right?
Or maybe I’m not. Since I can’t remember the last...
#anxiety
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
553 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Feb 2020 7:18pm
13th Feb 2020 7:18pm
Toxic
I like your shoes.
But not the way you sing the blues.
I like your eyes.
But not the way your lonely heart shy's.
I like your curly hair.
But can't remember the last time we could breathe the same air.
I like your clothes.
But not how many doubts have arose.
I miss your sound.
But in the darkness you still can't be found.
I miss your heart.
But you didn't have to rip me apart.
I miss your touch.
But I couldn't stay your crutch.
I miss your song.
But you didn't have to make me the one in the wrong.
I want your...
But not the way you sing the blues.
I like your eyes.
But not the way your lonely heart shy's.
I like your curly hair.
But can't remember the last time we could breathe the same air.
I like your clothes.
But not how many doubts have arose.
I miss your sound.
But in the darkness you still can't be found.
I miss your heart.
But you didn't have to rip me apart.
I miss your touch.
But I couldn't stay your crutch.
I miss your song.
But you didn't have to make me the one in the wrong.
I want your...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#narrative
#memories
479 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2020 1:09am
11th Feb 2020 1:09am
Doze
It’s so dark.
You’re still on my mind and I’m falling apart.
Listening to my beating heart and the traffic passing the mini mart.
Up all night is starting to feel like a waste.
3 a.m is a lonely place, even for a pretty face.
But the music is sounding bland.
Entertainment is boring when its always on demand.
I’d rather be holding you hand.
Alive in a different land.
Wasn't that the plan?
But I’m up and I’m thinking.
Trying to control my breathing.
The smoke in my lungs is finally leaving.
I just wish I was sleeping.
You’re still on my mind and I’m falling apart.
Listening to my beating heart and the traffic passing the mini mart.
Up all night is starting to feel like a waste.
3 a.m is a lonely place, even for a pretty face.
But the music is sounding bland.
Entertainment is boring when its always on demand.
I’d rather be holding you hand.
Alive in a different land.
Wasn't that the plan?
But I’m up and I’m thinking.
Trying to control my breathing.
The smoke in my lungs is finally leaving.
I just wish I was sleeping.
#loneliness
#night
#insomnia
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
485 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2020 11:26pm
10th Feb 2020 11:26pm
Polaroid
Our paths split in two. You chose space and I chose to create. But now it’s too late, because I blew off our fate, and it wasn't like you to wait. But I wanted to call and say happy belated, I hope you've done everything to make it. But the blue in your eyes was never something I could give up, I couldn't just shake it. So I started to fake it. In hopes that maybe you waited.
But everything we had has faded. It’s black and white, we’ve lost the delight, and maybe you’re right. It wasn’t me and it wasn’t my fault. But now that I’m an adult, and I am not afraid to go out alone and go on...
But everything we had has faded. It’s black and white, we’ve lost the delight, and maybe you’re right. It wasn’t me and it wasn’t my fault. But now that I’m an adult, and I am not afraid to go out alone and go on...
#sadness
#love
#strength
#heartbroken
#hurt
368 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2020 6:51pm
6th Feb 2020 6:51pm
Sunshine
It wasn’t more than just a thought.
Or maybe I should keep this current by pacing and say that rather- it isn’t more.
There was something about the way the sunshine hit your eyes that made me think.
I promise it’s not your fault that I shut out to figure out my mind.
But, I keep having this thought and it follows me like the sun.
You’re pushing through my doubts and I’m painting a rose colored path.
You are waiting on the other side but covered with your clouds.
The purity you hide has left me weeping because you let me feel your passion.
So I’m...
Or maybe I should keep this current by pacing and say that rather- it isn’t more.
There was something about the way the sunshine hit your eyes that made me think.
I promise it’s not your fault that I shut out to figure out my mind.
But, I keep having this thought and it follows me like the sun.
You’re pushing through my doubts and I’m painting a rose colored path.
You are waiting on the other side but covered with your clouds.
The purity you hide has left me weeping because you let me feel your passion.
So I’m...
#happiness
#love
#sun
#faith
#confessional
374 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2020 2:05am
6th Feb 2020 2:05am
Flower Shop
He was kind of like rose,
One to only show up on occasion I suppose.
Only comes around in the lows.
Makes you feel so great but never grows.
Just dies under your lonely cries.
Don't act so surprised.
Just keep picking up the petals,
Until it finally settles,
My hell you’re speaking in riddles.
Don't say it was the affection you never showed.
You can’t keep messing up, and sorry we are closed.
All the roses have been sold to the ones a little less cold.
One to only show up on occasion I suppose.
Only comes around in the lows.
Makes you feel so great but never grows.
Just dies under your lonely cries.
Don't act so surprised.
Just keep picking up the petals,
Until it finally settles,
My hell you’re speaking in riddles.
Don't say it was the affection you never showed.
You can’t keep messing up, and sorry we are closed.
All the roses have been sold to the ones a little less cold.
#love
#flowers
#rose
#disappointment
#hurt
493 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2020 2:00am
6th Feb 2020 2:00am
Sad Skull
Today I thought of you.
But I don’t know why I’m so surprised, because it happened yesterday too.
And the days before.. it’s been weeks to months, and next year it will be number four.
And another after that I’m sure.
It’s like I can hear your footsteps at the door.
I’m staring out my window and sitting on the floor, looking for you in that stupid white shirt you always wore.
In your favorite black jeans, packing one but saving it for me to hit the greens.
In those shoes I bought for you, so I can see you turn...
But I don’t know why I’m so surprised, because it happened yesterday too.
And the days before.. it’s been weeks to months, and next year it will be number four.
And another after that I’m sure.
It’s like I can hear your footsteps at the door.
I’m staring out my window and sitting on the floor, looking for you in that stupid white shirt you always wore.
In your favorite black jeans, packing one but saving it for me to hit the greens.
In those shoes I bought for you, so I can see you turn...
#sadness
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
#hurt
690 reads
8 Comments
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