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A Poem by Ayisha Upshaw
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06/03/2017

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I lost myself 

In the maze of ways

I tried, most days,

To please you.


I tried and try

For you, my eye,

But can never fully

Appease you.


I dip and dive

And dodge these guys

To show you

I really mean to.


But I'm left behind,

Sealed and signed.

While you lie

I try to revere you.


You take some time,

Whether yours or mine,

To try things 

With other people.


When you're back in town

You come around;

I told myself

I'd leave you.


But I breathe you in..

The sweetest sin.

Your kisses, to me,

Are like needles.


I find my vein,

Inject again ..

You've got me 

Weak and feeble.

© 2018 Ayisha Upshaw


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Wonderful use of words and thoughts. Ayisha, the words are realistic and a emotional ride.
"But I breathe you in..
The sweetest sin.
Your kisses, to me,
Are like needles."
The above lines. Amazing and perfect. I understood them. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ayisha Upshaw

6 Years Ago

thank you x a million!!
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Was my pleasure and you are welcome Ayisha..



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I love the flow and rhythm of the poem and your word choice is powerful. It really invokes strong feeling, great job!

Posted 6 Years Ago


I absolutely love this. Your words, Ayisha, are so beautifully used. Thank you for this piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


It's the toxic people we have the most trouble cutting off. This poem hit me, reminding me of the time I was cheated on by a woman who begged me to stay with her the three times I tried to leave. I liked your word choice. I might add that I could visualize, but I didn't feel the absolute depth of the pain, but that might not have been your goal. If it was, just a little more details would have easily sufficed as this poem really wasn't awful by any means. Well penned (:

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful use of words and thoughts. Ayisha, the words are realistic and a emotional ride.
"But I breathe you in..
The sweetest sin.
Your kisses, to me,
Are like needles."
The above lines. Amazing and perfect. I understood them. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ayisha Upshaw

6 Years Ago

thank you x a million!!
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

Was my pleasure and you are welcome Ayisha..
nicely constructed! I love the rhyme scheme, and the musicality flowed beautifully. Much enjoyed Well done!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This one hit close to home. Like, so much I had to pause after each break.

Thank you for this.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If you'd believe it, I got chills reading the point where you give in to temptation. You have a way with words.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ayisha Upshaw

6 Years Ago

You guys are really making my night tonight *tears*
I really love this. Great work.


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ayisha Upshaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you is much!
Sunwizz

6 Years Ago

Of course, this reminds of someone i know. this really hit me.
I love this, it reminds me of a friend. Stock in a relationship that shouldn't be and mind full of sin. This is good work. The whole poem just rolls right off the tongue.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ayisha Upshaw

6 Years Ago

Ahhh, I'm so happy you liked it.
Thank you!!

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Added on March 6, 2018
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Ayisha Upshaw
Ayisha Upshaw

TORONTO, Canada



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