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Do You Feel Me

I know how it feels;
It truly kills.
Nobody notices
And if they understand,
They just don't care,
It isn't fair.
I want to pull out my hair 
And scream
You think I'm mean?
You must believe,
This isn't me.
If people made me this way,
Who made them that way?
I'm a hypocrite
And a piece of ****
And I only have you guys to blame.
Why can't I blame myself?
Instead of someone else?
All I can think is 
The world's so twisted
As my skin becomes inflicted
With the pain
That I can never name.
If I blame someone else's immorality
For my cruelty,
Then that would mean
Someone was cruel to them
And someone was cruel to them
And not one of us knows the reason.
I'm trying to pick apart my brain
Cause I might not remain sane
And I don't want to strain,
To understand our hearts.
Cause my anxiety
Might make me fall apart.
There is no point in trying?
Wrong.
There is no point in making yourself weaker
When you're already strong.
And this is cliche,
But just hold on
Life goes on. 
Though it may drag,
Please don't lag.
People are going through 
The same thing as you.
In the end,
We're all human.
With addictions and afflictions
And we all sin

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2014



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Sensation

Baby drink my juice and fill
me with your sensation
Oh, if only we could trade places
And you could feel what I feel
as this ecstasy races
Through my veins.
Passion.
Passion.
When we make love it travels fast
and makes its way
To the depths of my soul.
Something incredible.
I exult it.
My hips rise to reach it
They move toward it
And away
And the pleasure remains.
Leaving my soul aching
to feel your sensation
Not a drop is wasted.
I'll never run out of this overwhelming desire.
To feel your fire.
This want.
This pleasure.
I feed you and pray it gives you 
strength
To give it to me.
It is between my flower--your sensation, your butterfly, my desire, your beautiful creation--I
drip sweet nectar on it for hours.
This sensation.
This invisible force.
This magnificent emotion--it's ours
we created.
It's so dear to me,
this ecstasy
It travels through my fingertips
into my heart--your art.
It can't stop dancing 
to the songs of your sensation--to
the rhythym of your motion.
My body is in glee
As it travels to my knees.
Don't you know this passion is 
extraordinary?
I don't wanna stop
til it reaches the very top.
The top is at my toes.
That's where it starts to glow.
We are magical.
We are mystical.
We are kaleidoscopic.
Extrarrestrial.
Cause what we create,
is out of this world.
It shines like the brightest 
diamond
You'll ever know.

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2014

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Right Now

I want you to know
You're my inspiration
I got love for you
I would choose you over any other dude
You always make things right 
And you always keep it real
If you could see through my sight,
You would understand the thrill
Don't deny the attraction 
You are my magnet 
When I see you, 
My brain is ecstatic
Baby, you are poppin
Right now you are my muse
If you ever see me drop in,
Please cum and blow my fuse
Don't stop until my body is singing
I'll be there before the phone starts ringing 
You are a reason,
I can hold my head high
Lift my shoulders up
You can see it in my stride
You are my inspiration
For you, there's much pride
When you're rich and famous, 
Don't forget the ride that life gave us
And when I count my blessings, 
I won't forget you
I won't forget
Right now you are my muse
You know my feelings are true
I got love for you

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2018

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Painted In Chains

Paint a picture of me
so dark
Everyone can see
Paint a picture in my mind
Show what you said was me
Of what I knew in my heart 
could never be
Free
Free from the shackles you chained to me

Paint a picture of me
So dark
Still no one knows the picture of my heart
I've been clawing at the shackles in my head
No one knows of the marks
No one can see the scars
No, they don't know what it cost of me
to live and know that I'll never be
Free

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2017

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A Warped Endeavor

I never thought that your endeavor
to control my mind with all of your anger
could warp it forever.
How do you see that it is fair 
to live a life in fear?
Even if I might know I'm 
quite safe. I wouldn't dare
open up my gate.
My garden of pain 
I try to play it safe
Prepared, I stay
Because I never know if something will flare.
I might let someone set their foot in
and take a peek even
But I'm too afraid to say them
"You want to stay?"
"This isn't Eden"
This where you were angry
hen your aim became lazy
This is where you called me crazy
This ugly garden of weeds
is why I'm forced to okay with lonely 
But some roots set too deep
and when I sleep they give me pain
Because you absorbed all of my rain
Nothing could grow
it was too dry
Everything went down in flames
and my garden was deadened
Though my pain slowly fades away, 
I'm reluctant
It's still ugly.
And if someone were to peek in
what should I say?
"You want to stay?"
It's so dry, so dead
I'd hate for them to catch flame
Because this is where you got angry
and gave me pain so deeply
This is how my mind is warped.
This is why my gate stays shut.

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2017



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July

You took away every piece of me
An empty promise for all of my 
broken dreams.
I let you have everything.
Gave you my throne so
 you'd feel like a king.
I lost my soul trying
 to make you happy
You set fire to my throne
Somehow it didn't feel wrong
when I watched it burn to nothing.
You brought to my eyes to see
that the throne wasn't
quite big enough for me
I blew away smoke
and brushed off some ashes. 
I could see where all of our past is
I put the glee back in my soul
as I watched you get old
when you cried,
"I've given everything!"

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2017

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Limitless

What a beautiful rhythm
I love to feel it flow
You're a music man 
You're a magician 
Your talent is endless 
And my pleasure is limitless 
Your beats are praiseworthy 
Let my body hear more
You're amazing
I'm your audience
Here for motivation 
I love the beat's vibrations 
You're a magic man
Let me give you a standing novation

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2018

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It's Nothing

It's nothing
Except it's something,
a longing for a knowledge
that does not leave me aching.
There is something inside of me
It's nothing I know,
But I want to know
why nothing just won't let me go.
Something's got ahold of me
I long for knowledge and growth
But this nothing inside of me 
is disrupting my proficiency 
It's something that's blocking my judgement
and ruining the chances
It's nothing I know
Except something

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2018

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Way Back

I wish I had a bulldozer for my soul 
I wish I had bulldozer..
To erase the cold
This wall has been getting old 
Its been weakened, but remains sturdy
I've been cleansed, but remain dirty 
Don't know how long it will stand 
But I wish it would crumble already
Just when I feel steady 
Right when I feel ready 
I see how strong it can be..
My soul aches sometimes 
I want to let someone in, but
They dont know where I've been and
I still don't have a bulldozer for my soul

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2018

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Imagination

Im often fastened to my mental
Thinkin bout what I've been through
Day dreaming bout what could be
I surrender myself to fantasies 
I suppose thats why I rush into things
Because I live for moments I conjure, they're not real
How can I say that?
I'm so lost 
I don't know whats reality
Everything feels like a dream 
I don't know what it means
I'm on the edge of insanity
And I feel so much rage inside of me
I feel guilty passion
Is this another fantasy?
Another figment of my imagination? 
I make judgments irrationally
And take action irresponsibly
I don't want this to be me 
I wanna distinguish what's real from what's fantasy

Copyright © Savannah Harvison | Year Posted 2020

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