Should i sell my soul for love?
Or just surrender and compromise?
What good can ever come
Of a heart wrapped in disguise?
I have little faith in romance,
But still my heart has held on.
I've grown tired of the dance,
And weary of the same old song.
Can i finally believe in love?
Would i be foolish not to try?
What could i be thinking of
If I surrender and compromise?
I wait for mercy to come to me,
I whisper a helpless, hopeful prayer.
My eyes are open, longing to see
That my pain was worth the dare.
So can i finally go to love?
It should come as no suprise
That what i'm really thinking of
Is no surrender, no compromise.
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Jul 31, 2009
Jul 30, 2009
Lemon sex by Abanna Cheshire
Empty passion fully reflects
Your lacking care
Void of flare
Is your total lemon sex.
Hoping your desire redirects
Can’t hurt you
But very untrue
Is your total lemon sex.
Astonishingly negative affects
Raising my bile
Lacking in style
Is your total Lemon sex.
Triggering my vomit reflex
Your hands grab
Clumsy and drab
Is your total lemon sex.
My body fully objects
Hating your touch
Lacking so much
Is your total lemon sex.
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Your lacking care
Void of flare
Is your total lemon sex.
Hoping your desire redirects
Can’t hurt you
But very untrue
Is your total lemon sex.
Astonishingly negative affects
Raising my bile
Lacking in style
Is your total Lemon sex.
Triggering my vomit reflex
Your hands grab
Clumsy and drab
Is your total lemon sex.
My body fully objects
Hating your touch
Lacking so much
Is your total lemon sex.
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Jul 29, 2009
Undeniable by Abanna Cheshire
Who were we tryin' to fool?
Did we really think love couldn't reach us?
Like a wind that just blew and blew
'Til it knocked down the walls here between us.
An irrestible force, soft and sweetly
Threw open the doors so completely
It started not so long ago-
We did our best to resist it.
Now it's so far out of control
We might as well just admit it.
Whatever it was that brought us together
Will keep love alive, and be forever
We are undeniable.
Did we really think love couldn't reach us?
Like a wind that just blew and blew
'Til it knocked down the walls here between us.
An irrestible force, soft and sweetly
Threw open the doors so completely
It started not so long ago-
We did our best to resist it.
Now it's so far out of control
We might as well just admit it.
Whatever it was that brought us together
Will keep love alive, and be forever
We are undeniable.
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poem,
poetry,
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Jul 28, 2009
One Time In My Life by Abanna Cheshire
One time in my life
I gave all I had to give.
I reached inside myself
And found there was love.
One time in my life
I gave faith a chance.
I believed your words,
When i knew you lied.
One time in my life
I made love with heart.
I realeased my soul
and you cast it away.
One time in my life
You reveled in my pain.
You ignored my grief.
I allowed your cruelty.
One time in my life
I will make a stand
Maybe you'll regret
Murdering my love.
One time in my life
I gave you myself.
I let you use me
I called it love.
One time in my life,
but.......
Never Again.
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I gave all I had to give.
I reached inside myself
And found there was love.
One time in my life
I gave faith a chance.
I believed your words,
When i knew you lied.
One time in my life
I made love with heart.
I realeased my soul
and you cast it away.
One time in my life
You reveled in my pain.
You ignored my grief.
I allowed your cruelty.
One time in my life
I will make a stand
Maybe you'll regret
Murdering my love.
One time in my life
I gave you myself.
I let you use me
I called it love.
One time in my life,
but.......
Never Again.
Copyright 2001. All rights Reserved
Jul 27, 2009
Invisible by Abanna Cheshire
Do you know what it is to be invisible...
Being right there and unseen?
The feel of it is not incredible...
But makes you want to scream.
Nobody will hear the cry
except maybe when you dream.
It's being a ghost before you die...
Being right there and unseen.
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Being right there and unseen?
The feel of it is not incredible...
But makes you want to scream.
Nobody will hear the cry
except maybe when you dream.
It's being a ghost before you die...
Being right there and unseen.
Copyright 2001. All rights reserved.
Labels:
Abanna Cheshire,
invisible,
original,
poem,
poetry
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