Poems by Keshia

I speak because I can. I write because I breathe.

[elixir]

Ancient Roman gold ring with an amethyst intaglio of Pan playing the pipes.

[spyder-on-the-wall]

[ai-dream]

[poetickeshia]

i never closed my music box

the dancer inside

was already broken

but she still swayed

to the same song

even when it got quieter

like the sound of turning pages

from books

i have read more than once

that floated into my dreams

while others hated the repetition

i looked forward to the familiar

sound and look

that was close and distant

i could never close it

some things can’t be stifled

so i always poured love in

while the melody poured out

and that’s how i feel

getting to know you

[poetickeshia]

you warm my bones

so that the chill of self hate

can’t permeate

the gumbo

the holy trinity

of solace, stillness,

and serenity

that never leaves the home

or the bed of proses

that i want to tuck myself in

even when

again and again

i benumb

with frigid lies

that pillow

more thoughts that exposes

how much you are there

every sunset

and sunrise

whenever the eyes

of the moon

opens or closes

while angels loan you

ingredients that thicken

my skin

and soften my heart

so even when i’m alone

i’m wrapped up

in parts of you

that continue to provide

sustenance

a simmering stew

that i always

welcome inside

[poetickeshia]

I wrote a book!

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[poetickeshia]

overnight

I quieted my dreams to moan louder with you It must be ok because I wanted to During a time where I didn't wear panties under the dress you'll remember how easily I flowed into your mouth again and again You knew what you were doing I didn't I'd escaped from my body when put in similar positions I couldn't run while being face down trying to grip a wall grasping at maybe I was more than what this night made me I wanted to keep going but pillows that don't belong and wet spots make it too real Trouble Even though it's been awhile the sun scolded me and I know it was worth it definitely but at the same time it was not

[poetickeshia]

layers

I'm lucky when you share  your humor even when it's a very small part It helps the laughs form in my tummy while smiles form forever in my heart I think of it as a  chocolate layer cake that's sometimes dark or light It's what I always need, still can't get enough, and it hits the spot just right I'll get a stomach ache when I get a lot but won't regret it at all Because laughter is the best medicine; I'm sure I will get withdrawals You serve it up the best It's simple, yet complex and no one can compete Love when it's just for me because we both enjoy and it feels like a treat I'm lucky when you share  your humor even when it's a very small part It helps the laughs form in my tummy while smiles form forever in my heart

[poetickeshia]

writing how it ends

sometimes i'm not good at rhyming and right now i'm even worse at timing but here's a poem just for you i can't move you with metaphors i'm the push you've didn't need before but here's a poem just for you i never learned much about similes like some memorized lies written by me but here's a poem just for you iambic pentemeter makes a hard line i use too many syllables... as a poet, i still look for signs to figure out how I'm not killable (yet) but here's a poem... just for you and i don't know how to end this i don't want to but i feel like you'll end it for us or just for you

[poetickeshia]

full bloom

whispered lies will mimic sunlight your heart will lean towards them hoping to bloom with every breath your roots are deep within your soul thirsting for the truth always craving the attention and care that your soft petals deserve don't be fooled by false hope given by those who pick you only because they see your outer beauty you make your own light pretty ones are destroyed fast but you're more than pretty and you're not theirs or even mine you grow on your own whispered lies will mimic sunlight your heart will lean towards them at first but you'll be reminded that false rays are not needed and you'll remain wanted by them by me but will blossom for yourself

[poetickeshia]

illusion

The love of my life is a magician No 9 to 5 for him With his hands, He changes me into a chameleon My skin, a rainbow of colors Somehow, it disappears before anyone else notices Maybe they don't believe yet He vanishes after being kind and pull excuses from his sleeve He cuts me in half every time I assist him because that is my role, my place He says "You made me do it" and now I'm entranced Binding me with no rope I'm trapped with a wedding ring with no one close to me but him He turns into a child and throws tantrums that sends waves of panic that everyone forgives I can't do that But he has been practicing this skill on every other woman in his life It is my turn even when I'm good to him Maybe I'm not good enough for him But he chose me Out of a crowd Hopefully, one day he'lll teach me how to escape before he makes me disappear

[poetickeshia]

artificial

Looks can be deceiving And love is also blind You may look like you're real But you are the fake kind You are dangerous Pretending love comes with pain But I know baking soda can Look a lot like cocaine I want to believe That you can stay in your lane But so many crazy people Can look like they are sane Looks can be deceiving And love is also blind You may look like you're real But you are the fake kind I see that you're bored But you are the one to blame And this isn't Monopoly But you're still playing games She may look like me She might even have my name But even salt and sugar look alike And they don't taste the same

[poetickeshia]

u remind me

I remind you of the girl that broke your heart but you don't know me like the way you knew her I remind you of the girl that made you believe in love but you don't know me like the way you knew her But I wish you did Oh, I wish you did but I don't know you like she knew you and that breaks my heart

[poetickeshia]

left a mark

I'm choking on flying embers that came from an old flame Smokey fabrications still cloud my judgement It's always my fault Never playing with fire but never cautious enough once ignited with lust My flesh burns when touched but only my heart is left scalding while others turn frozen once again

[poetickeshia]

a feeling

here it comes that ache that causes my body to melt in disappointment my eyes float beyond what's in front of me trying to outrun the tears that don't belong to be shown hide them like you hide me never special enough to be treated like the one that you look at I'm a fool to think that I could be yours when I don't look like or act like those you really want tired of this fake healing and pretending I'm not jealous won't change a thing

[poetickeshia]

what I deserve

what if you met a man... ...who told you that you were crazy ...who told you that only he would love you ...who called you bad names ...who you were forced to love ...who beat you enough that you thought you deserved it ...who told you that your friends were horrible ...who hated how you looked ...who abandoned you when you needed him and came back to manipulate you ...who told you to kill yourself what if he was a husband? your mother's husband? and a father? your father? what if you met a man who wanted to destroy you because he hated that he created you?

[poetickeshia]

multiple choice

I always woke you up with little tests You said it charges your brain and heart gifts for Valentine's day? a.) stuffed animal & card b.) flowers & chocolate c.) jewelry & dinner you gave me all of the above and more what would you like for breakfast? a.) pancakes & sausage b.) eggs & bacon c.) cereal & fruit you told me none of the above and said "you" This love tests us both but there's no multiple choice We always choose each other