Body Art Poetry

All Poem Pages: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Opposition
By Anne Santa Lucia

When I saw this... I didn't want to see it.

When I felt this... I didn't want to feel it.

As I turned towards it... I tried to oppose it.

Letting me acclimate to it... I moved in closer.

Moving in closer... I realized what I was avoiding.

Hiding what I knew was there... I kept the adverse feelings close.

You made me let go... and that was received.

This smile had refused to shine... I’m giving credit where credit is due.

The Art Within...
By Richard Powell

Deep inside there is a yearning,
Primal instincts steady churning,
Tribal flames ceremonially burning,
Our eager minds continuously learning.

Our flesh, our body, our mind, our soul,
We pierce our skin, to leave a hole,
We probe our minds and make them think,
We color our body with pins and ink.

Art forms as old as Earth herself,
Knowledge of primitives, we treasure as wealth.
With pain we gain, with needle and pin,
Expressions of ourselves from deep within.

We cut, we scar, we bleed, we heal,
Happy with ourselves it makes us feel.
Our ink is our badges, our piercings our pride,
Body art is our expression, of our person inside.

Deep inside there is a yearning,
Primal instincts steady churning,
Tribal flames ceremonially burning,
Our eager minds continuously learning.

Barbed
By Vixen

My body is a canvas
I do with it what I will
It glints in the light

Swirls of mellow
Lines of deep
Do decorate my skin

If my eye beholds that beauty which
does come in metal shape and form
Then so be it
I do observe
Its my beautiful body
So fuck the world

Angel Wings Tattooed on My Back
By Mickey D.

Before I went to bed that night,
I sat down on my knees
I prayed that it would be alright
everything is what god sees

I was going to get my angel wings
tattooed on my back
I was scared that something would go wrong
but I was wrong at that

he stuck the needle way deep down
and I almost cried
hoping it would be okay
thinking bout when god died

and then as soon as he was done
I stood up and I smiled
everything was a okay
it only hurt for a little while

I got these angel wings as a hint
that when I die and go to heaven
I'm going to already have my wings.......

All Poem Pages: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

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