Untitled 1
I would like to taste that inner innocents that was never tainted from the others.
You and I are like allies, but our hearts are close like brothers. Intimacy is what I seek...No sex involved, just that spiritual connection that leads to a mental erection until our souls evolve. You have no idea who you're talking to...better yet, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into.
My idea of a good time, is taking you on that lyrical ride. Inside your mind we travel In time, to find our hearts intertwined. Spiritual warfare is at hand! You're contaminated!...and I'm inebriated from the toxins that surrounds your soul. I smell the abomination of a situation you were facing, that made you lose control.
Open your eyes! Better yet, take control! If you grab that wheel, I'll grab that steel! just to show you how far one will go. I'll tear that back up if they act up, refrain from telling me lies. Because only real eyes realize real lies. You had no clue how I felt inside! Every time you cried! my heart dried! Erase that serpent data from your hard drive!
Ohh ohhhh, did you feel that love? It seems you've just been bit by that Sin Bug. I'm Sincere but I am Sin Seer. Your future gets revealed once I'm near. My pure diamond...that's more precious than gold. Enlighten me, on how you frighten thee with your soles. Every step you take, is a closer look towards your goals. I envy thee...even yearn for thee. So tell me...can you live without knowing me?
About this poem
This is a poem based on my feelings for a woman I've once knew.
Font size:
Written on October 11, 2016
Submitted by SinCityDaGreat on October 11, 2022
Modified on March 13, 2023
- 1:25 min read
- 7 Views
Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCDE |
---|---|
Characters | 1,466 |
Words | 275 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 5 |
Translation
Find a translation for this poem in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Untitled 1" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 28 Mar. 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/140818/untitled-1>.
Discuss the poem Untitled 1 with the community...
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In