Hell couldn’t break my halo
And you still try to dim my shine.
– kristin l. cook
Untouchable
Category: Poetry
Tight With Karma ;)
you can have my loyalty,
karma treats me like royalty,
i know right from wrong,
my moral compass is strong.
i walk a straight line,
just make sure we align,
because there ain’t no denying,
a run in with me is terrifying.
– kristin l. cook
“lions don’t lose sleep over the opinions of sheep”
Heroine
She was a storm
that kept you calm
a passionate challenge and defeat
She was unpredictable
like lightning
igniting your fire
and keeping you awestruck
She was forceful
like a tornado
sweeping through your mind
captivating your thoughts
She was intense
like a blizzard
making you anxious
for the warmth of her body
She was dangerous
like a hurricane
flooding your soul
and stealing your heart
She would let you drown
so she could save you with her kiss.
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Its your life
she became cold to her surroundings
her survival method was frowning
fighting for everyone’s happiness
only known for haughtiness
she was numb to normal
chaos felt cordial
hiding behind frozen eyes
she’s been told endless lies
everything she hoped for,
everything she dreamed,
only made her a working fiend
she lost her spark,
her world turned dark,
she challenged her morals,
she confronted her spirit,
she lacked her smile,
that’s not her style.
She was desperately broken,
Wisely unspoken,
Questioning devotion,
just going through the motions.
Strong enough to choose,
Smart enough to justify,
and brave enough to gamble.
– kristin l. cook
Frequency of Love
I crave a continuum love
The moment our hearts meet
Time will start and forever, together beat
We’d let our bodies design matter
and put energy into flirtatious wildcatter
Progressively moving forward
simple vibrations of promise
speak from our lips and cast onward
through space, the universe
is our passionate place.
– kristin l. cook
The Chill Of Fall
For my new friend; Everything will be alright.
the chill of fall
means that time doesn’t stall
turn the page
fight the rage
cry at night
never lose sight
there’s beauty in change
it briefly feels strange
you are strong
love is never wrong
look around
leaves that were once green
are now yellow and brown
and even they fell gracefully to the ground
–
kristin l. cook
Let me love you, Let me save you
You held my heart in your hands
And forced me to take it back
I wore your cross on my back
Crying let me love you, let me save you
My heart grew to heavy to hold
Your cross sprouted thorns
Light couldn’t shine on your bosky character
And I started glowing at night
The world slowed for a moment
Sound had no noise
Scent had no smell
Your noble spirit was gone
And you hand over your ring
I cry let me love you, let me save you
As your cross crashes down from my shoulders
And I drag my heart back in chains
through the ashes of your love
– kristin l. cook
Naked Poetry is Naked Courage
I perceive vulnerability as strength, to find bravery within yourself to showcase your weakness. My vulnerability is letting people in. I’ve created protective walls and checkpoints and this, I am aware. I understand the depths of myself, strengths, weaknesses, joys, and despair, but yet this mystery of who I am remains. A constant strength and a constant vulnerability, something I can’t outsmart nor outwork.
I always thought of desperate as being something negative, and it doesn’t have to have such a bad reputation. I think so deeply and I feel so passionately, to be desperate to give, seems entirely gracious to my heart’s standard. I think, to be desperate lies within the intention of which you seek. Desire is to strongly wish for something, but desperation is to act upon that wish. I desire to see people happy and desperately want to help them be happy.
My thoughts leading into this poem; Naked Poetry is Naked Courage.
i stand clothed in front of you
your eyes run over me
and i feel bare to your eye
vulnerable to your gaze
i blush at my thoughts
when you say “come over here”
i’m desperate for your touch
a swift chill comes over me
as i fall into you
you rescue me slowly
you hold me tenderly
and love me ravishly
because you are to me
what i am to you
two bodies
two souls
two minds
one heart
one passion
one life.
–
kristin l. cook
Untouchable
You branded me with your love,
and burned me with your lies.
You made me blaze in hell,
and left me to die in flames.
Until I learned that I’m an angel,
with a spirit on fire.
–
kristin l. cook
Blind, Confused, Clueless Love
She was intense
like a flame to a dry field
It spreads, it burns,
she demands your attention.
She was timeless,
like a wave crashing on the sand
fluently alive, raging furiously,
and manipulating your emotions.
That girl was beautiful,
a frequent imbalance of naughty or nice,
urging you to protect her or defend yourself,
begging you to walk then run,
– to her or away from her,
forcing you to decide.
She was magnetic,
She was gravity,
She was pressure,
She was force.
That girl is love.
–
kristin l. cook
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