Her body was his temple hair, soft and full one that resembled virgin wool   skin, moulded by earth she was rich in culture but society cursed those that came before her   her hips swayed with sophisticated beauty his eyes traced each curve on her body   he soon realized she was the first,…

Love hurts, excruciating. But time mends, healing. I loved you, unconditionally. You hurt me, deeply. Now I stand, powerful. And your absent apologies, just pitiful. I broke up with my ex on Friday. He said he didn’t care about me anymore so I ended things. He seemed shocked when I did. I guess he underestimated how…

I cupped my hands so your tears had a place to land   I kept your heart locked in a safe one protected from hurt   I feared that one day you’d wander and drift away   I watched you fall for another woman and I felt small   Now I stand chin up and…

Surges of light Radiate from her skin. For his eyes, saw past the hidden pain. Too soon realize She was a part of him. Two people,   in one skin.   Thank you for stopping by! I haven’t been posting a lot of poems on my blog recently as most of them have been going…

Heart Dipped in gold Lips Covered in velvet Eyes Resembling stars Nose Perfectly sculpted Legs Forever wandering Mind Strong and stubborn Ears Listening yet distracted Soul Warm and tender Body One that is mine Me beautiful and fine. It is important to know your worth. Define who you are, and don’t let anyone else have…

Dimmed light bulbs, Blood stains drip On off-white walls Shocked by your grip   That holds me hostage Unable to escape Tied in bondage Lips covered in tape   You suffocate me Beneath unclear water Immersed completely As if this heart, does not matter. I once heard a break up, is like getting out of…

I was hurt Now I feel alive skin moulded by dirt  I am a goddess in disguise   Hear my voice Watch  my  stride You   had  a   choice  But   still,  you    hide   Beneath your lies Unforgivable   trust My  tears  have  dried  Kiss  these  lips  goodbye   For this relationship,…

Bright lights, concrete jungle This is what I live for Fast paced, unending hustle I couldn’t ask for more   Take me away Into the ever changing city  For where I’d stay Content completely. “I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps.” – Frank Sinatra     Pinterest Photo ©aishaadamspoetry  

Blankets of snow cover green pastures just so we know time moves faster, when we roam in deep slumber oblivious of whom can watch us in wonder.   Yet,   Time moves slow like sharp winter winds with painful blows that twist and spins, as if bearing no clothes except our bare skin and bodies…

The sun sets For the last time As our year resets And the last bells chime   A new beginning Has awakened oneself And  growth  has  begun Imprinting itself, on my spine   For this year Is one worth waiting As we face it without  fear And  our  deepest  desires start    happening. The last…