++Every now and again I dabble with the pen++
Poem #1:
God, what a beauty,
Green eyes that ponder the room,
I wonder if she feels it too,
A simple glance and my heart beats like a child on some metal pans,
fast, but held in,
Trapped by my own fears of "what if",
and intense emotions that cloud my mind,
I wish there was a word to describe your beauty, but it's "impossible",
The silky white buttercream skin,
Hair glorified by my infatuation,
Such an alluring sight,
Thoughts that start with "she might",
To the smoke that heightens the night,
Oh God, How could you make someone so pure?
With looks that take breaths faster than an emphysema victim,
the deep, deep indescribable things that I feel, "are you sure?",
I would love to do this again,
to gaze at the sight of beauty,
Get inspired by the complications that I feel within,
The lust that inebriates my speech,
The attraction that is oh so uncontrollable, that it seems natural,
and the paranoia that builds up from questions that are not asked, but felt,
Oh God, If only you knew how I felt...
Powerful emotions, which I have never felt so intensely,
the sun shines, glaring off of her blonde hair,
How do I know it's not just infatuation?
Tripping over my words,
The rush of glory when our eyes lock,
But the feeling of unreciprocated lust, is what is slowly destroying who I am,
I know that I am no match for your true beauty, you are something heaven sent,
with a smell that provokes the thought,
Fond and pathetic,
I wonder where she stands.
Poem #2: Short and Sweet
Green eyes that ponder the room,
I wonder if she feels it too,
A simple glance and my heart beats like a child on some metal pans,
fast, but held in,
Trapped by my own fears of "what if",
and intense emotions that cloud my mind,
I wish there was a word to describe your beauty, but it's "impossible",
The silky white buttercream skin,
Hair glorified by my infatuation,
Such an alluring sight,
Thoughts that start with "she might",
To the smoke that heightens the night,
Oh God, How could you make someone so pure?
With looks that take breaths faster than an emphysema victim,
the deep, deep indescribable things that I feel, "are you sure?",
I would love to do this again,
to gaze at the sight of beauty,
Get inspired by the complications that I feel within,
The lust that inebriates my speech,
The attraction that is oh so uncontrollable, that it seems natural,
and the paranoia that builds up from questions that are not asked, but felt,
Oh God, If only you knew how I felt...
Powerful emotions, which I have never felt so intensely,
the sun shines, glaring off of her blonde hair,
How do I know it's not just infatuation?
Tripping over my words,
The rush of glory when our eyes lock,
But the feeling of unreciprocated lust, is what is slowly destroying who I am,
I know that I am no match for your true beauty, you are something heaven sent,
with a smell that provokes the thought,
Fond and pathetic,
I wonder where she stands.
Poem #2: Short and Sweet
The dissatisfaction of emptiness which captivates my body,
untouched lips with a heavy chest,
with a stomach that has become a home for butterflies,
the confusion of not knowing what I want, but at the same time knowing exactly what I want,
The urge to kiss you runs rampant in my dreams, yet it often keeps me up,
Time is in my hands.
Poem #3:
**Poems written and conceived by Jake Patti**
Poem #3:
I am destroying myself,
Stuck in the trance of the thought of you,
Perfect symmetry,
With a laugh that accompanies my ears,
and one that encompasses my attention,
True beauty is defined by you,
With a scent that provokes emotions ever so strong,
Even in the slightest it grabs me by the heels,
Uncontrollable as to what i feel,
I become a victim of my own self,
I do question what are your thoughts on me,
and I do question if there are even any thoughts of me,
Dug deep into my own grave with my emotions,
Bled through the stomach, but felt through the heart,
and more than ever in my head.
I sure do not know how you do it, you have me stuck,
But I am the one trapping myself to boundaries I am unsure of.
Stuck in the trance of the thought of you,
Perfect symmetry,
With a laugh that accompanies my ears,
and one that encompasses my attention,
True beauty is defined by you,
With a scent that provokes emotions ever so strong,
Even in the slightest it grabs me by the heels,
Uncontrollable as to what i feel,
I become a victim of my own self,
I do question what are your thoughts on me,
and I do question if there are even any thoughts of me,
Dug deep into my own grave with my emotions,
Bled through the stomach, but felt through the heart,
and more than ever in my head.
I sure do not know how you do it, you have me stuck,
But I am the one trapping myself to boundaries I am unsure of.
**Poems written and conceived by Jake Patti**
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