Poems About Obsession Published by Members Recently Online
#obsession
Quizzy29
Tanzo Ellis
Tanzo Ellis
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
Trip me up with deceit
We took trips to see what we’ve been missing
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
#lies
#betrayal
#obsession
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Quizzy29
Tanzo Ellis
Tanzo Ellis
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
Trip me up with deceit
We took trips to see what we’ve been missing
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
#lies
#betrayal
#obsession
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Quizzy29
Tanzo Ellis
Tanzo Ellis
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
23rd Aug 2021 10:21pm
Trip me up with deceit
We took trips to see what we’ve been missing
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
You didn’t care if my attitude was good or not
long as my attention was directed to you
I tried to keep the smiles going even though I felt the opposite
Words could never hurt until you went below the surface
You knew what to say & you chose to say the worse
I took a beating while the world congratulated our love
(Resuscitate me without a heart)
#lies
#betrayal
#obsession
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 00:49am
20th Feb 2025 00:49am
Shangri-la Besot
In the glen of her Seraphic honey
I found splendor in bilabial wings
far more rewarding than the freshet springs
one may chance upon when hot and sunny
and prone to the worst of an Earthy thirst
that only the best oasis will quench;
like the sweet aether from her yearning trench;
a sacred vim exuberance dispersed,
to claim a soul, as by a siren spell,
far beyond Circean in its power
to see ardency in all manner swell,
like midnight love into a moonflower
or the paradise where a love may dwell...
...
I found splendor in bilabial wings
far more rewarding than the freshet springs
one may chance upon when hot and sunny
and prone to the worst of an Earthy thirst
that only the best oasis will quench;
like the sweet aether from her yearning trench;
a sacred vim exuberance dispersed,
to claim a soul, as by a siren spell,
far beyond Circean in its power
to see ardency in all manner swell,
like midnight love into a moonflower
or the paradise where a love may dwell...
...
#obsession
194 reads
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averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 8:41am
21st Feb 2021 8:41am
Coveting
Coveting
I see you walk passed me, almost every single day, I wish I could talk to you but I don't know what I would say
Sometimes I follow you, I see you board your train, I know that sounds crazy but you're stuck inside my brain
We sat and had a coffee once, well we were both in the same shop, I know I sound real creepy but its something I can't stop
In my dreams we're lovers, together all the time, you love me and I love you, I own you, you are mine
How can I stop these thoughts, you're constantly in my head, I think they would...
I see you walk passed me, almost every single day, I wish I could talk to you but I don't know what I would say
Sometimes I follow you, I see you board your train, I know that sounds crazy but you're stuck inside my brain
We sat and had a coffee once, well we were both in the same shop, I know I sound real creepy but its something I can't stop
In my dreams we're lovers, together all the time, you love me and I love you, I own you, you are mine
How can I stop these thoughts, you're constantly in my head, I think they would...
#obsession
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
Time Heals but Remembering...
In old photographs I remember pain,
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
#love
#lust
#TimeHeals
#obsession
#EdnaStVincentMillay
707 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
Time Heals but Remembering...
In old photographs I remember pain,
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
#love
#lust
#TimeHeals
#obsession
#EdnaStVincentMillay
707 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
Time Heals but Remembering...
In old photographs I remember pain,
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
#love
#lust
#TimeHeals
#obsession
#EdnaStVincentMillay
707 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
Time Heals but Remembering...
In old photographs I remember pain,
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
#love
#lust
#TimeHeals
#obsession
#EdnaStVincentMillay
707 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
29th Jul 2020 4:34am
Time Heals but Remembering...
In old photographs I remember pain,
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
Of love and lust lost through those early years,
And though the wounds have healed cruel scars remain,
Like mementos of harsh and acid tears.
Now in silence I weep for that young man,
Reading the coded verses from his past,
With each rhyme I become more of a fan,
When he swore his emotions were so vast.
But looking back now I feel like a fool,
For having such an imagination,
At least I hurt softly and played it cool,
Thinking it was more of a fixation.
I still have memories to burn and singe, ...
#love
#lust
#TimeHeals
#obsession
#EdnaStVincentMillay
707 reads
4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 7:03pm
10th Nov 2024 7:03pm
obsession
intercessory obsession, less likely is your love
with an intellect so sharp you cut
picking your woman
so sleek and sexy
tawny bronze a tease for sure
you pick her from the night
she giitters when you see her
and you know right away you have to have her
at the club you are feeling her vibe
but to get close to her is brutal
her friends surround her in close formation
snotty girls with not much brain activity
still they are sincere
you idle up and look through the smoke screen
she is giving it good
you want...
with an intellect so sharp you cut
picking your woman
so sleek and sexy
tawny bronze a tease for sure
you pick her from the night
she giitters when you see her
and you know right away you have to have her
at the club you are feeling her vibe
but to get close to her is brutal
her friends surround her in close formation
snotty girls with not much brain activity
still they are sincere
you idle up and look through the smoke screen
she is giving it good
you want...
#lust
#obsession
226 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 7:03pm
10th Nov 2024 7:03pm
obsession
intercessory obsession, less likely is your love
with an intellect so sharp you cut
picking your woman
so sleek and sexy
tawny bronze a tease for sure
you pick her from the night
she giitters when you see her
and you know right away you have to have her
at the club you are feeling her vibe
but to get close to her is brutal
her friends surround her in close formation
snotty girls with not much brain activity
still they are sincere
you idle up and look through the smoke screen
she is giving it good
you want...
with an intellect so sharp you cut
picking your woman
so sleek and sexy
tawny bronze a tease for sure
you pick her from the night
she giitters when you see her
and you know right away you have to have her
at the club you are feeling her vibe
but to get close to her is brutal
her friends surround her in close formation
snotty girls with not much brain activity
still they are sincere
you idle up and look through the smoke screen
she is giving it good
you want...
#lust
#obsession
226 reads
8 Comments
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