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.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Dec 2020 1:31am
27th Dec 2020 1:31am
Fire & Light
A dangerous spark that ignites an internal fight.
The craving to exist within you like a human right.
So far away and out of sight.
Lost in our ways and forgotten in the night.
Your glow so sharp, fluorescent and bright.
The embers inside are burning and clinging tight.
The essence of an angel dressed in white.
The ashes aren’t worth a temporary bite.
I want to burn with you in fire and light.
The craving to exist within you like a human right.
So far away and out of sight.
Lost in our ways and forgotten in the night.
Your glow so sharp, fluorescent and bright.
The embers inside are burning and clinging tight.
The essence of an angel dressed in white.
The ashes aren’t worth a temporary bite.
I want to burn with you in fire and light.
#love
#fire
#PowerOfWords
#passion
#risk
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2020 6:54am
7th Dec 2020 6:54am
you promised me flowers
Speak to me.
Divide our frequencies and starve for plea.
Crawl back to where only you can see.
Shrivel in your skin and set me free.
Please.
Let me go back to who I was before you came.
Do you remember anything or are you freighted from shame?
Soft breaths against my neck.
Your energy is dripping wet.
Beautifully strange and chemically deranged.
So deprived and full of rage.
An ego that should be locked in a cage.
When did it begin?
The nights when I drank too much Gin?
Or was it that you’ve never had someone...
Divide our frequencies and starve for plea.
Crawl back to where only you can see.
Shrivel in your skin and set me free.
Please.
Let me go back to who I was before you came.
Do you remember anything or are you freighted from shame?
Soft breaths against my neck.
Your energy is dripping wet.
Beautifully strange and chemically deranged.
So deprived and full of rage.
An ego that should be locked in a cage.
When did it begin?
The nights when I drank too much Gin?
Or was it that you’ve never had someone...
#sadness
#love
#confessional
#revenge
#hurt
733 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2020 4:02am
23rd Nov 2020 4:02am
Ice
I dreamt of you again.
My hell, why do I keep dreaming of you?
It's like every second that I can produce a thought, it's about you.
Do you have a moment to spare?
I just wanted to make sure your gaze is still blue.
How are you today?
I ask because I see that you are starting to go mad.
Do you as feel as empty as the way she looks at you?
I'm sorry, I truly don't mean to pry.
Can you even feel a thing?
My God, my love, I've never seen such a vacant stare in ones eye.
What's on your mind?
I hope you feel the same because you are...
My hell, why do I keep dreaming of you?
It's like every second that I can produce a thought, it's about you.
Do you have a moment to spare?
I just wanted to make sure your gaze is still blue.
How are you today?
I ask because I see that you are starting to go mad.
Do you as feel as empty as the way she looks at you?
I'm sorry, I truly don't mean to pry.
Can you even feel a thing?
My God, my love, I've never seen such a vacant stare in ones eye.
What's on your mind?
I hope you feel the same because you are...
#love
#heartbroken
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#learning
494 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Nov 2020 6:52am
18th Nov 2020 6:52am
Poison
Kind of funny how we are all given a story
Some of them rewarding, others just boring
Almost like a script and rehearsal
Rolled up and handed to you with no referral
No ending in site but praying to god that he’s an excellent play write
If I’ve learned any lessons while playing this role, is that there’s a lot of tolls
Followed by holes then offers of growth
A never ending cycle of karma and blood bath
All disguised in moments where time is frozen
But in this story blood is nothing but poison
Love is but timing for...
Some of them rewarding, others just boring
Almost like a script and rehearsal
Rolled up and handed to you with no referral
No ending in site but praying to god that he’s an excellent play write
If I’ve learned any lessons while playing this role, is that there’s a lot of tolls
Followed by holes then offers of growth
A never ending cycle of karma and blood bath
All disguised in moments where time is frozen
But in this story blood is nothing but poison
Love is but timing for...
#identity
#prose
#TruthOfLife #honesty
#TruthOfLife #honesty
915 reads
5 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Sep 2020 5:39am
29th Sep 2020 5:39am
Sweet & Sour
Divine timing and feminine power.
Surrounded with kindness and love that devours.
Existing is tasting more sweet than sour.
No more staring out the window and crying in the shower.
Because I think I’m starting to fall in love again-
With the sky, the views and the color blue.
No longer relating any of them back to you.
Gone up in ashes, from the smoke that you left in the deepest gashes.
So I’m done dancing with the devil.
Just like you, he does nothing for my mental.
I will be swimming through pools of emeralds, and fountains of...
Surrounded with kindness and love that devours.
Existing is tasting more sweet than sour.
No more staring out the window and crying in the shower.
Because I think I’m starting to fall in love again-
With the sky, the views and the color blue.
No longer relating any of them back to you.
Gone up in ashes, from the smoke that you left in the deepest gashes.
So I’m done dancing with the devil.
Just like you, he does nothing for my mental.
I will be swimming through pools of emeralds, and fountains of...
#love
#hope
#dreams
#religion
#spiritual
430 reads
1 Comment
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
746 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
760 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
506 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
383 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
599 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
519 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
518 reads
3 Comments
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