Sugarcoated Poems | Examples

My kind of Red

I told myself
To go with the flow
Gosh I was so naive then
And though somewhat I had known
Of warmth and of love
And how it all goes
When I saw her
All of it just froze 
She wasn't all sweet
And warm like I'd been told
But she was like blood
Splashed over white snow
She was like a fever dream
Shards of red glass melting into the glow
Of a crimson flame 
A mesmerizing show. 
Toxic yet intoxicating.
A sugarcoated sword.
It was almost real.
The bittersweet world 
That I'd found her in, though,
Still seems every bit familiar. 
Every bit known.

A Blossom of Colours

The colour has no caste no religion
Just fetterless as a crowned pigeon,
The sun never marks any division
What's red, green, black or saffron.

All the colour is a single entity,
Like the author's artistic creativity;
And upon the asleep city
The moon mirrors itself - the beauty.

The colour is a life of how to live-
Taking a role of a new leaf,
It is a sugarcoated rose you sip
How orphean! Do believe.

Money is not a verb to the colour
That a poet knows very well:
A girl of not going to parlour
She is pretty still, at cottage dwell.

Goodbye You

I think one of our biggest mistakes was not realizing our conversations were pointless
I never got the feeling of warmth and complete comfort with you
I tried to give you sugarcoated responses dipped in kindness
Yet you turned my bright yellow sun into the dark and shady moon

It's an awful feeling knowing why you stayed
And it's an awful feeling knowing why you left.
I couldn't say I love you because I couldn't trust you.

I refuse to tell someone "I love you" knowing I don't mean it.
It would be such a big lie resting on my shoulders.
Why would I tell you I love you when we never showed true emotion?
I can't say I love you and risk waiting a week for you to respond.
I can't say I love you and know deep down we aren't close enough.
I can't say i love you to someone who mocked me when I was weak. 

We didn't work out. 
Can't say we really tried;
It wasn't meant to be. 
I don't think of you because I miss you
I think of you because I still think one day you'll give me the closure i need.

To the Grave

Douse me in sugar coated lies 
Bind me with possessive ties 
caress me with that bitter torment 
I know your heart is sitting dormant 
Kiss me with those poisonous lips 
Embrace me with your lethal grip 
Compel my mind to now concave 
As you Love me deeply to the grave

Engagement Ring

He woke up one day and called it quit,
The perfect engagement ring suddenly doesn’t fit,
The sugarcoated promise I strenuously held close to my heart
Became sour and bitter for I am nothing but a disposable, easily replaceable critter. 
I’m imperfect, impulsive and emotionally driven, 
I disappointed you at every chance given.
And if you hugged me tight I'd burst into tears,
I'd spill my secrets and my worst fears.
Why blame you when I can reflect your rejection upon myself? 
How can I expect you to love me when I don’t even love myself?

Hit Home

6/29/17

This is more than lyrical
And spiritual
Nothing short of a miracle

Eventually this all just may hit home
Whether or not it was written in stone
Regarding everything that isn't and is known

No matter where you are, always another nipping at the heels
Near and far from waters with eels
As well as entrances that are airtight or with a broken seal
I'm not going to apologize for speaking honestly and being real
Don't try to blame me for the way you feel

Doing my best to be prepared
While well aware
From here to there and anywhere
It does no good if you never care
In a world that is not always fair

Can't always be decoded
Or sugarcoated
Something that should be duly noted

I'm not doing trickery
Truly this is me
Not no mystery
Someday I'll be history
Regardless if people consider it a loss or victory

Choking On Bourgeois Mind-Control

abstract endings pacified 

  pedestrian beginnings, 

save yourself before

             you're slap-happy,

 choking on interloping bourgeois 

       mind-control subterfuge

   under a darkly cast spell of

plebeian sugarcoated reality,

  waxing tween whitewashed rainbow

        hues and unicorn attitudes,

  beyond uncompromising comeuppances

     from behind unglued glossed over walls'

                congealed mid exoneration's excuses

Quote Prompt 3

 "You must have known you were wrong when your fingers dipped inside me searching for honey that would not come for you."
-rupi kaur




   searching endlessly for sweetness
you crowded my reasons for letting you go-
         sudden heartbreak leaves no room for
                     sugarcoated delicacies.
 
       -my flavorless goodbyes...



Fictional Write- I love my hubby :)
November 3, 2016

Me and My Life

Things are happening at small scale
But reactions are on large scale 
Just because of sugarcoated humanity
Things are strucking mind
I am not able to find
My life my needs 
Forget the deeds
My life is throwing experiences 
Earlier then my fellows
Daily analysis tells my mood 
I am lost in the wood
Gradually I am understanding
The need of closers
I just love them all
 Who cares me who understands me

Little By Fast

Once I held your arms little by fast
The scent is there, that moment it sparks
Love is like a flame to heat
And magnetized by pump ups swift movement
The more I look in your eyes
The more I'm blown away
The more my feelings sinks in
Of euphoric goosebumps
Little by fast I'm melting like sugarcoated kisses
Delighted how this feeling tasted…

Facebook

Forget that it's all sugarcoated
Accept that you can't quit
Censored, conformed and covered up
Egotistically you won't admit 

Because you'll never see how you're
Obsessively checking in 
Ordinary people telling lies to you
Knowing you never will win

The Charmer

He could charm anyone
His words
So sweet
The sentiments
Such treats
Tasty
Divine
So fine
He was a charmer

He left behind trails
Of sugared words
That lead up to his home
Made up of candy
Ever so dandy
Enticing
Making the visitor want to take a bite
Sugarcoated delight
Cotton candy rhymes 
That would melt in the mouth

But, oh, what is this?
Something spoils the bliss

In a minute or two
A taste different, new
Sweet turns to bitter
Words turn vile
And there goes the smile
Tears melt the cotton candy
Making it gritty, sandy
The truth is out
It’s a house made of doubt

He was such a charmer
But he was really a harmer
Whose candy was striped
With the blood of the hearts
Of those he’d left behind

Eileen Manassian


Disclaimer: I fully realize this is not gender specific. There are charmer/harmers on both sides.

I Love You

I am in love with you!
However I have no idea who I’m talking to
You could be a toad
With light brown skin laying under a rock in the harsh cold
Flowers embed in garden
Yellow petals causing any heart to appreciate and unharden
A touching sentence
That quickens my insides initiating feeling of heightened ease
Sport that energizes
And makes me feel human stimulated push like winning prizes
Characters on stage
Enabling enjoyment of the fictional unfold outside my life cage
Literature that can emerse 
Taking me on adventure that can’t occur in reality of my verse
Jesus that still cares
Though I doubt and forget tricked into thinking he gives like others
True love has been tinseled, overrated and sugarcoated so its true form I don’t know
I am a novice; will gladly remain so, rather than partake in the artifice of human show.

Placebo - Lend Me Your Mind

You think sugarcoated pill

and, nah, you can't fool me

Imagine, not that there is no

sky above us - but - travel

at the speed of conversation

you talk about walking to the shop

and - there you are.

Imagine, a second and third heaven

purer and purer as you move

through the layers 

Imagine, angels, beautiful

sounds beyond comprehension

Imagine, moving

at the speed of thought

now here is a novel idea

you think mars and

you're there, not eating one

but on the planet.

 

Now

 

Whilst you were reading this

did you feel any pain?

Page Fifty

Even I wonder do I buy what I'm 
selling, is it the devil's voice but it's 
my choice to listen, but there's 
harm in searching but that's a lie, 
and those lukewarm religious folks 
who just lie there there are lying in 
a pool of their own ignorance, seek 
and ye shall find so if you don't go 
out looking you dealt yourself your 
own death sentence, if I'm wrong I 
repent but there's no way this is it, I 
know that this Holy script I follow 
isn't as hallow because men sought 
fit what would and wouldn't be 
suitable for would be Christians to 
take in, so it's our job to chase 
Elohim despite if they want us to 
meddle in this faith is not 
something that I'm to ready to settle 
in, especially when it seems on the 
other side of the world Christianity 
looks different, if we're all brothers 
and sisters then why do we run 
different races in the faith, too 
many questions I don't have the 
answers to they want us to believe 
with this sugarcoated western faith 
that the sky is always blue, so 
untrue. So as I conclude this I do 
know the harvest is full but the 
laborers are few

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