Home » Poems » Best » Savanna Roberts » Best Savanna Roberts Poems

Best Poems Written by Savanna Roberts

Below are the all-time best Savanna Roberts poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

Details | Savanna Roberts Poem

Aries

Love songs and empty words curled
Around ideas of what love
Should be, like horns that ram the unsuspecting,
Shaking and shattering bones
And all expectation of the
Normalcy in past, weak coals that don’t smolder.
Life as it should be intrigued
My mind, kindled my spirit, and
Sizzled my heart as he seeped into my pores.
Head-strong and stubborn, he carved
The strict laws into his essence.
He obeyed these principles as religion,
And like a lamb he followed 
The world’s ideology of
Perfection deeper into the demise he
Designed himself every time
He bleated for a white ewe,
Not out of his love of crisp snow, but the world’s.

Details | Savanna Roberts Poem

The Caricature's Canvas

The shrill blare of my alarm clock 
Ripped me from my pleasant slumber. 
I reluctantly rolled from the
Warm comfort of my bed and
Began my morning routine.

I cautiously traced my eyes with 
Elegance,
Because he likes girls that dance. 
I glued to my eyelids
Propriety,
Because he likes decent girls.
I shaded my eyelids with
Mystery,
Because he likes the unexpected.
I brushed my cheeks with
Innocence,
Because he likes younger girls.
I pierced in my earlobes
Jealousy,
Because he likes it when girls are possessive. 
I painted my sharp nails with
Criminality,
Because he likes girls that get into trouble.
I sketched my eyebrows into a scowl with 
Hate,
Because he likes mean girls.

I drank in one last glance
At my illustration in the mirror, 
And, with my backpack
And a smile of authenticity, 
Continued out the door.

Details | Savanna Roberts Poem

Cactus

In the years between embraces and the months that stretched “I love yous” thin,
An attachment endured the harsh elements of a barren desert.
With needles as defense, it threatened and pierced those who couldn’t understand.
They misinterpreted manifestation as existence with every
Expression of concern or doubt in the plant that relies not on
Outsiders’ perception of its physical beauty or strength to be
The most powerful of its kind, towering over all the cruel dryland.
I pity those who mistake a love unspoken for indifference, for
They are the daughters whose awe for a hero wilts in the absence of
Water, or shrivels when the sun’s beam proves too crude for pleasant smalltalk. 
That admiration blossoms and wafts sweetness into the air with each soft
Zephyr, but any strong gust could rip roots from their soil and scatter petals 
Until the mangled flower is left unrecognizable and cold.
They are the fathers whose love dies when it isn’t reminded to live.
So do not attempt to smooth our edges, because we like them sharp as thorns.
May our love keep us at arm’s length, and may arid seasons keep us alive.

Details | Savanna Roberts Poem

Thawed

I ignite in a blur of
Dark charcoal, charred, chiseled into
Gentle locks that wrap around my cold fingers
Like metal curls when heated.
His fresh, baked gingerbread warms my
Crystalized, blue frosting, cool ice in my eyes
And the time frozen in place.
Roasting, red blushes burn passion
And steam frigid air ’til my breath is thawed so
Those who chilled it cannot see,
And the biting winter outside
Cannot faze the hot summer alit in me.