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Details | Free verse | |

PLAGIARIZING

"Mine all Mine!"

A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea

A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR."

The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow
Every note every line you left behind 
I memorized till they became all mine
Word-for-word, 
Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue
Pirating the perfect dramatic monologue look,
Basking through the passage around your Bio, 
Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light 
Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic rhyme
A strong iambic meter curse, conjuring up the perfect verse
In you I lift a copy paste from your lips, 
No need to credit the sources in your bliss
The sweetest undamaged sensual memorandum book
A moment I stole and sealed without copyright proof

My dearest Poet, 
When you move across the room
I see a thousand arrows that follow from behind, 
Indulged when you speak and point out verse per verse
I am a victim pampered by your words,
Sponging every line, adding them to my crib notes 
Improved wordplay that infringed my everyday diary
A haiku so tangible, it sets the perfect images in my dream,
Hypnotize after I read your first love poem
A printed feeling--
Borrowed from the sun

pd


Details | Rhyme | |

I WEAR PINK

Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, Friends, Wives
We all know of those fighting for their lives
Nothing to take lightly, for it can affect you
Cancer is spreading, what's there for me to do

Self examination and mammogram are common
Trying to save your life, trying to save a bosom
Awareness is needed. So I stand here and plead
Touch them and squeeze them, do this one deed

Early detection is the key to survival, they say
So listen up ladies, feel up those boobies today
I hate wearing black, it just makes my heart sink
So I rise up for you, come join me and wear pink









***October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, which is an annual campaign to increase awareness of the disease. While most people are aware of breast cancer, many forget to take the steps to have a plan to detect the disease in its early stages and encourage others to do the same. We have made a lot of progress but still have a long way to go and need your help!


Details | Ballad | |

BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white deep, shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks a grin, with an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard, of beauty, running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pounding from shame 
What is his sin, he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come inside my light, like a good dame

I sing and tell a tale, A Bastard through the night
His eyes, I waged, I was young and poor, I was saved
Lying down, in the arms of my white knight
My hair, he caressed, he came in my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover, he did it well, then went back to his wife
A moment so golden, the ages live, his son is born

Another Bastard brought into this world

By: PD


Details | Rhyme | |

Moonlight Madness

MOONLIGHT MADNESS

The moon falls out like a secret above the frisky clouds
Daylight and night the stars come in crowds
Like a glistening diamond, I can't stop staring
Mixed-up in that moment that has no time sharing

Holding onto the tip of the tree limbs like a puppeteer
I can hear the words the moon whispers into my ear

TONIGHT! 
I will illuminate into a world only I know of
My very own little secret sparkling island getaway
A world where beauty hides the beast
I'll be the only exile under a sunless night feast

TONIGHT! 
I'm going to pass on all my secrets away---
As I have on my dreaming moonlit gear
Comfort upon this mundane wonder, astronomical sphere. 

TONIGHT!
I looked one last time at the mooned night
I will close my eyes, and find myself in a box kite flight.

TONIGHT! 
I will lay myself down to sleep, 
Not allowing my imagination to rinse off with wild sheep
Like a Nightingale, I rather sit and serenade myself to sleep
With the refreshing thought, the moon is like the pillow I keep

In this mad, mad world!
The moon seems to be the only object that holds it's sanity
Arousing me with it's inner peace and spirituality  


Details | Rhyme | |

The Enchanted Dream

How sweet the soothing songs of May Reposed upon the fragrant breeze The comely songs were Seagulls play On the lulling trembling seas. That dissolved the traces of your feet That lingered in the distant sands While the sultry beams unite to meet The carnal rosebuds of your hands. That blush in light the morning spray Descending warmly in your eyes Who knew the light of love this day Would lift me up to a new sunrise. Yet in the sunless fleeting hour I would hold you in my smile Or steal a kiss from you my flower In this languid scented isle. That quivers in the blue distance When tender birds are fast asleep When blazing stars of night entrance The lonely fountains glistening deep. I would hear your whispers by the sea On the soothing waves of night Its mellowed voice would comfort me When the winds would take to flight. To the starry distance and empty spaces That holds the night sky of your hair On hallowed streets and sleepless faces It blows the Eastern dews most fair. And on the enchanted blossom rare That I'd finally pluck in spring To bow and give to you my dear With this golden diamond ring.


Details | Free verse | |

A Unicorn spell

Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding 
Gracefully embracing inside visions 
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond 
Under the moonlight silver gleams 
Her silhouette reflecting light 
Princess wearing golden horse shoes 
One mane in softest satin silk 
Regally standing mustang wild 

Magically colored purest washed from the ocean foam 
Cascading hair scenting of burnt honey 
Eyes penetrating in baby blue 
Her long lush lashes flutter and glisten 
Upon her lips last rosebud's dew 
Her coat in white like slushy snowflakes 
reflecting glass shards of crescent cradles
She roams the fields singing to the prince
it is only love that will finally set her free 
from a curse cast on her beauty 
by an evil wizard 

To be the only winged unicorn 
of it's kind in the world 
flying into softest cushioned clouds 
She dances and sings,then she stills 
In distance she listens to the sound of a flute 
And there She sees a gorgeous young man 
lying on carpets of evergreen 
along with his father,and mother the queen 
Her melodic voice like that of a jeweled string harp
hypnotised the prince 
He ran and ran after pink butterflies which led the way 
They took him to her 
They glide above them 
then to the promising celestial sky 
they flew away baby blue 
infinite their love. 

As if He knew her in another lifetime sweetly
His eyes where glued. Into her own 
He knew he loved her and had to hold her 
Never to leave him all by himself 
regally standing mustang white

His eyes were fixed into hers... 
To her he went with joyful tears 
His lips brushed smoothly her every fears 
As then he whispered behind her ears 
You are a unicorn and I'm a man 
but with no other my.heart will share 
I ll make you mine if you say yes 
The first winged unicorn as a princess 
Then he kissed her upon her neck 
and a strong wind just pushed him back 
From a white horse. ,fair lady She 
had now won over her destiny 
The prince's lips removed the curse 
Now she is his ,as he is hers 

Overflowing his heart 
in sweeping golden joy 
forever on deep sands 
living always together 
in everlasting happiness

written by Liam and Charmaine 
a fun write dear friend


Details | Ode | |

Poetry Pillar

When Light needed a body to behold, and color to kiss,
as Darkness dreamnt to die in the dawn of depth,
when Soul lustered to lust for learning, and being learned,
as blood bespoke to bones for building a star of flesh,
when Time needed the umbrage of it's ubiquity to be understood,
the moment texture tempted touch to tease with a thousand sensations,
when laws of love sought a language to express the extremes of it's lips,
as romance rampaged through the ravishings of famished hearts,
when the seduction of sorrow made heros of loving men and women,

When Justice appealed to the instincts of intent for inscriptions of innocence,
as bravery found battle in basic questions of survival and conquest,
when war demanded a metaphor in the terror of it's diligent destruction,
as Faith found resolve in seconds small along with giant gestures,
Death singing melancholoy for sympathy and Life haughty upon it's horizon,
when Angels chose to wear albatross of gold to feel the rue of rogues,
as the most perfect woman ambushed the ideals of rumored beauty,
when God wanted imagination to create immaculate reality
Poetry began, born in the instant of forever Art,
because, the only promise of a Poet, is Passion -

Dedicated to Poetry...J.A.B.


Details | Free verse | |

Starstruck in your deep Beauty

In your beauty, striking jewels within your light 
If I where to go into another world 
Searching behind each and every fold 
Wrapped up inside my mind 
There is a never ending vision, of thought 
Over half of it one forgets 
in a short space me not 

Flowering time one stands out striking 
It draws from the gentle wishing well 
inside the rainbow colors her 
all shades of a promise 
sprinkling softly in her mist 

The heart began singing music to me 
as the soul saw your guiding light 
I would never break your heart love 
one silent promise, made into oneself 
at that very moment in time 

I felt it 
so very special 
remembering the sweet pretty birds in song 
Magic capturing that very moment 
our souls inside out sharing 
When the heart fell at your feet 
it was truly amazing 

You're my dove wings 
sweetly touching 
Flying this heart deeply in love 
with your peace the drunken spirit is floating 
intoxicated in your space 
falling softy emotions swoon 
Savoring feelings explode outside reality 
your amazing beautiful in my eyes 
dazzling the mirrors of dream


Details | Couplet | |

MOON and SEA

~Moon & Sea~

Hey boy won't you open that door?
Let's sing and walk by the shore

Come and spread out your eyes
Block looking for reasons, and whys?

The cosmos are more than a space to explore
Don't hide when I need.... Plus more.

Finish playing a master in disguise!
Lets find the perfect sunrise, sunset surprise. 

Put your arms around me
Allow your moon to reflect off my sea

Too much time has passed you by
Come outside with and view the horizon up high

I've got my eyes set upon you
There's no need to feel blue

Hey boy comes, climb up this tree!
I'm going to show you all the things you can't touch, you can't see.

Lets fit the luxury and beauty of this world into our play.
Don't say them words that will set me free to walk away.

Take this kiss and see how it feel deep within your heart.
Close your eyes in my garden, and draw with the fragrance of art

I want to take you into that space, astronomy love.
Making it easy to float with the clouds way up above.

Glide away from the blame of gravity and self destruct.  
Bounce of the dust of hurt when you fall and get cut.

Boy, let's hold in this perfect air together.
Leave the cold end of someone else's weather.

Follow me beyond the distance of chemistry.
I will expose your moon and explain the physics of my sea. 

Give it another chance and you will see!
Your moon, is skin deep, needing water from me. 

Turn on the tune in your heart, and listen to me. 
In every sunrise, the moon entwines with the sea. 


Details | Lyric | |

I love the way

I love the way



I love the way your gentle blue eyes shine

As your lovely face, it tells me you are mine

No words could tell, the love I have for you

It shines through me, so pure and sweet and true.



My years with you, have been the best I’ve known

Through all these years my love has grown and grown

I know, at times I’m hard to understand

Yet how I melt beneath our love so grand.



Until the end of time we two be one

Our love so vast it could outshine the sun

Together we two drown within such bliss

I’d die without your love, be sure of this.



Nothing could ever stem my love for you

It fills the Earth, the seas, the sky so blue

Forever and a day, this love in me

Will join us two together endlessly.


Details | Sonnet | |

Gentle Summer Rain Art

Featuring:)  Giorgio Veneto

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.

Enjoy the FRAGRANCE OF RAIN

--------- 
FRAGRANCE OF RAIN 
8/29/13 
Sonnet 
---------

~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~


Details | Rhyme | |

Goodbye, My Child

Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled with befitted signs
The saccharine whiff of my designs

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Where the fogs of night are fountains
Spills of glistened moon ignite
By distant silhouette mountains
We dance with passion of fight
Entwining ancient stance 
Mingling hand in hand we dance
Till the mountains smile on high
Near and far we spring
To pursue the realest of dreams
While the world cries at its seams
Anxious in trouble to cling

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

To where the ridges merry make 
From the beaks of wooden bright
In sparkly pools the ghouls awake
That scarce to stir our night
We watch for seekers down under
Muttering secrets in their soul
We bid them lucks of shivers
Dipping gently in
From reeds that hide a tear of a foal
Under the gentle rivers

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

Far away she shall ever churn
The taciturn eyed
She’ll listen no more to turn
To the working mills beside
Or the scrubbing of the barn
May peace weave in her song
She shall wave in the yarn
To a haven known as Belong  

Come to me my mortal youth
To the wild realm of your truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only your tears be found

For she comes, the mortal youth
To the wild realm of her truth
Where nymphs and gnomes abound
For the earth is filled with weeping
And only her tears be found


Details | Personification | |

A Butterfly's Ballad in the Faraway Land

I get a glimpse of you A soft hue of light lavender rising in my dawn gliding fervently in sun-kissed breeze An ephemeral beauty enchanting the depths of these caramel eyes flaunting your gossamer wings in whimsical ballad sprinkling ethereal dew upon the embers of my heart And I feel it,a florescent flutter tickling my bare shoulder a slight inhale of fragrance's breath lingering within my thought chasing the back of my neck,teasing in wistful wonder My blushed smile preserves the moment Of your tender brush across the silk peach of my cheek Of your fervent kiss fading in evanescent bliss and unspoiled warmth of ardent touch upon my hair My heart capture the seconds till those iridescent wings fly high in sheer splendor to crimson blossoms which bloom,which sway which bleed and bend,which wrap their thorns around my feet,around my hand So,I would not follow dreams'coloured pastels So I would not run to you,and I would not find you by Spring's muddy gardens,in the faraway land. Contest : ' In the Faraway!!!' sponsored by G.Veneto Inspired by love and nature Written by- Charmaine Chircop


Details | Rhyme | |

As river flows

As River flows.

As river flows so peacefully
I sit here just content to be
As Ravens fly so high above
This morning, it was made for love
It enters deep into my soul
It’s sweetness making me so whole
This softest morning mystery
Oh, how it reaches out to me

The trees, they dance so gracefully
They wave, and flow upon the breeze
Bird song drifts from happy branches
Oh lord, how this my heart enhances
Silence rules above all this
A kind of stillness filled with bliss
Captivates my very core
Oh, I’d not wish for any more.

The river peaceful, calm and still
So wonderful it makes me feel
As it reflects those dancing trees
I watch and let the morning breeze
Caress my skin so tenderly
Then all is gone, there’s only me
The emptiness of all that is
I’m sailing on the waves of bliss.

15 March 2014 @ 0705hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

God Sends Promises and Love

God Sends Promises and Love


God sends rain, snow , all kinds of weather
 sweet love that brings us all together
A miracle or two when we so badly need it
 gardens of fruits if we but weed it!

God gifts our lives with our sweet kids
 pulls us up when our lives hit the skids
Brushes us off with gentle mercies divine
 blesses us with good food and his wine!

God sent love by way of his Saviour Son
 miracles of love not to ever be outdone
Rainbows showing promises very sublime
 a reward of love and eternity in time!

God stands the Rock that meets our needs
Forgives us of even the most wicked deeds!


07/28/2014


Details | Romanticism | |

Arrow Kiss

You are my soul's hinterland Huntress
methodical in seduction
beautiful in bashful entrapment,
capturing this man's mania for erotic offering
leading me into open fields of forbidden fantasy,

Disrobe my desire, denude my fire
that spires hot for you,
you are my naked rose
the tempt in my nose,
study me into your curious and craving eyes
steady my focus for inescapable caress,
take notes of my heart
make love to my every part,

You are my love Muse
the woman I choose
the pulse I use
a breath and skin
I savor to bemuse,
no other woman
shall shade and confuse
our loving views,
this face is yours
my tongue adores your shores
my Quill explores all your doors,
grab me needily
where the throb for your grip is thickest,
spread petals silken pinkest
lay wide your pleasure purest  -

J.A.B.


Details | Lyric | |

MORE

More peaceful than bright meadows
More grandeur than tall trees
More beautiful than flower gardens
More honey than many busy bees

More than I can imagine
Much more than I can see
More than I can express
Much more you mean to me

More lovely than sweet song birds
More breathtaking than a sunset
More tender than a moma bear
More amazing than the day we met

More than I can understand
Much more than I can take in
More gratitude, I couldn't know
Much more your heart to win

Contest: Judy's "The Lazy Contest"
Date: 10-12-14


Details | Free verse | |

Maggie

She isn't beautiful as Nefertiti was.
And unlike Helen, 
her face will never launch a thousand ships.
My Maggie's beauty is more open, than entrancing
more welcoming, than enthralling, 
more giving, than demanding, 
more durable, than perfect.
Perfection inspires no passion, 
no lust.
Nefertiti over Maggie? 
Maggie, with her woman's body? 
Maggie, with flesh where woman should have flesh? 
Maggie, with fullness where love and longing
would suffer nothing else? 
Yet she strews a careless beauty all about her,
the tender beauty in her gaze
that holds and softens and moulds
a better man within me
than the one that she first knew,
and the bold, brave beauty of her crooked smile,
her smile that tells me who she is, 
and who she does not care to be.
Her smile may never softly kill a single soul 
but it warms me, softly warms me
as I hold her spent and gentle body close to mine
it warms me to dream dreams beyond my worth
and to aspire beyond my dreams.


Details | Lyric | |

AUTUMN DAY

One autumn day
You thought we were done
So sure that I would run
That we were over..
But if you'd open up your eyes
You'd quickly realize
We're not through
My heart is true
So just roll over..
Let me hold you in my arms
Kiss away fears and harms
Touch all that charms
Until you see
Girl, we were meant to be
You and me
We are the song
So sing along
As rainbow leaves
Fall from the trees
And the music plays..
One autumn day

Date: 9-11-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | Free verse | |

The Ugly Beauty Queen

Your ass is slightly enlarged
Your hips are somewhat wide
You have wrinkles all over your thighs
You eyes they droop 
Crows feet shoot me dead
With your dreary eye stare
The world sees ugly, over due and despair

Your chest is a scar
Red and ripe, disfigured and bare
Your time is up
Old maiden of the past
Your saggy story makes you a sad lass

However not all is as it seems
Those passerby’s who seek no depth
They know not the secrets of innocent youth
They drink not from the water of the wise well

I see you, so clear I cry
Your smile, your laughter and you wonder why?
I have fallen for you, faults and all
For me it’s your beauty that stands so tall
You are a painting on a museum wall
Desired, your smile for sure does enthrall
Your voice sings to the heavens above
Your touch upon my heart melts my cold dark wounds
The lines I see upon your face
Each a sign of wisdom and grace

May I kiss that scar upon your chest?
May I confess you that scare is the door to your desires
A place I dreamed to live from the start
Let me dance, let me sing
You are my beauty, so let me in

Love letters flow, like grapes to wine
Silently we sway to and fro, passing time
In my veins you flow, you can not run away
Needless dances of insecure thoughts
If only, if only I could have this last Serenade


Details | Ballad | |

Rebel Girl

She doesn't believe in quiet love
wasn't born to bleed shyly,
couldn't care about the cost of conquest,

Too beautiful to be bitter, and too young to be cynical,
a cerebral seducer, a critical killer of caution,
too clever to be a casualty of competition,
the antithesis of a quiter
a warrior woman first,
the woman for whom I thirst,

When the battles are long
with the night swallowing safety
and your armor heavy
come to me with body ready,
be naked in my handsome hands
which grip your fatigued feet as if they are my clay of choosing,
sit into me in a bath of luxurious warmth, chamomile lavender calm,
Rebel Girl, happy and hugged with your back against my caring chest,
trusting my rubbing, loving my touching,
your lips moving in silent approval,

The war will return for us
testing our bruised wings of heart,
but tonight we defend this castle of loyal love
sheltered from storm and suffering  -

J.A.B.


Details | Free verse | |

Would you marry me smiling

Your words has made love to me under a spell
I feel just so alive inside your love sweetheart
flying echoes within beautiful songbirds singing in the valley 
Magic  whispers you're a dream stirring silver waves silently 
enchanting warmly upon a November breeze
Oh baby over and over honey in the mind golden turns 
crystal drops splashes of happiness
Sweetest child of eternal beauty shining brightly 
on one treasure sparkling jeweled gem everlasting memory complete
Looking across the mountains searching destiny I call your name 
haunting wolf howls alighting our souls unite as one body 
Our hearts marry together sparking ignites purity
Then looking out towards the ocean hills crumbling
they begin unfolding out this vision towards the sea
I fall crashing into your space thousands of miles away
in this nutshell smiling a Renoir dream classic
your an attractive intelligent  lady kiss me quick
Who is now holding high position of royalty inside four chambers
A picture hangs sweet kissing a diamond among'st maidens
desiring  hot one rose blushing red each petal crowning
emotions of passion pure in white forever burning flames
blue inside touching you softly in a feathered touch
 In gentle soft warm flickers each a beat
gently in the wildest dreams softly sings our song
Take my heart and join it with your's darling
walk with me upon golden sands 
dancing with joy finding such a queen
I sweetly surrender to you this soul
my pact true our lovers path 
forever and always holding hands 
our destiny divine and beautiful sings


this is something I spent quite some time alone writing just finished it today 


Details | Free verse | |

When I Close my Eyes

When I close my eyes I see your face
Shining beautiful like summer's grace
I see sweetness in the curve of your smile
Which lingers in my mind for a while
Yet in your eyes I see a lonely dove
Who yearns for man's honest love
Majority of your years you've had so much strife
Yet you still deserve a man in your life
So break the bonds and mould the pain
For there is still much more to gain


Details | Free verse | |

Mysterious Beauty

My priceless jewel, within the face of Heaven, 
That precious light that shines within Loves' rippled Soul. 
My beloved, lead me to the throne of Love divine. 
Hearts meld together, one heart In blessed peace, 
Brown eyes In their sublimity drown within mine. 
One heart, one Soul In dreams perfection, 
Loves' emotions dwell In Soul divine, 
Above, the rainbow of the heart awakes. 
To an Angel who pens with a quill golden, 
Awakening treasure bounties hidden In deep sands. 
To hear the seagull cry out In dreams' pearl drop. 
To hear the lonely call of a wolf, under a cold moon howling, 
Where stars forever glitter silver In dews dance, fingers of light 
Under the feast of each silver face, beauty beams. 
Always we are awaiting that special someones return. 

A collaboration by Liam Mc'daid and Michael Clarke. 


Details | Free verse | |

Only you babe

Tasting delights softly captured
in a keyhole of thoughts 
warmly smiling
radiates within one porthole 
Outside the mind
opening this heart sweetly yawning 
twilight dawning .

Clouds shades red blushing desire
fading to amber 
going further out from the sun
turning shades 
from gun barrel grey to black 
setting our scene.

kissing outside in 
thinking of your beauty love 
Licking deeply tongues on fire 
warm fluttering rays
hotly kissing each beat
burning passion erupting inside desires.


Details | Free verse | |

Burning Passion

Touching fingers off 
deep fire melting tips 
sweetly burning brushes 
inside warmly walls 
Within four chambers 
echoes whispering silently 
softly desires warm when skipping a beat 

Oh you talk the words 
of the sweetest golden honey 
intoxicating mead 
The drunken spirit dancing 
swoons just in thoughts alone 
In what you said darling 
I blame you smiling 
you're a regal beauty 

Whom I will kiss 
hovering gently over your fingertips 
softly holding one's vision 
A flame left under the silver moon 
dancing with you're shadow of my soul 
one firefly beaming beautiful 

In the night sky a light from you 
shines in each passing new moon 
takes a step closer 
just to know all the right words to say darling 
I'll kiss you till you're calm and then you would be mine.. 
or maybe i'll wait for the star 
to shine upon that beautiful day


Details | Free verse | |

AUTUMN ON FIRE

God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the fall season, bursting forth onto
The leaves once evergreen.
Colors of crisp snapping, auburn reds, fires aglow oranges, and
Subdued darken browns to contrast the mixtures blending, created
By the masterful hands of a higher powers creativity.
Tender timbers mutated into a glorious display of light and color,
Splashing the palette array of natural beauty.
Blessed in magnificence the lord hushes and stills, the mortal heart,
As inspiration captures the poets ink pen to write,
Upon the empty parchment page.
Strolling lovers huddle together, beneath a wondrous tapestry,
A canopy of leaf petals, that descend as it is caressed
By a chilling fall breeze.
Whispering softly in each others ears tender words
Sweet nothings, youth in utter splendor wrapped
Embraced in loves devotional shawl of emotions.
Behold vows promises of perfection uniting
These spirits of fall, united against the winter
Winds forever more.
Cold and slain lay the roses of summer, yet within
The wild heart of innocence, the flame of desire
Shall not flicker out, nay it lives strong in the young,
A blossom of delicate distention is true loves flower.
Oh in timeless remembrance as years will pass,
And only one shadow remains between these two
Souls united joined in life as one. 
Shall beyond another single silhouette awaits,
Tracing these burnt ambers of autumn from long ago,
 In cascading showers of melted colors of memory.
In angels tears a gentle rain does fall, yet a smile
Crosses the face of this eternal love, a blessings
Promise in one word spoken, always.
God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the season, bursting forth onto
The leaves of the evergreen.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Terza Rima | |

Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes 
alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys  
dreaming I saw before me a big white puff of smoke 

Drifting low circling from out of chimneys pots high 
slowly moving creeps inner vision dancing with me 
candy floss happily towards the glen sweet aroma scent

Scenting turf fires the nostrils with wild scent upon air as
a sun melting her warm fingers into one's back soothing 
pure in a baby blue clear sky setting, rising high feelings 

Upon a cool caressing Autumn breeze Mother Nature
arrives with songbirds singing sweet clearly with echoes 
and most beautiful tunes carried ever so gently in the air 

Within a quite stillness silently whispers gasp and cry
splitting down the middle a teardrop falls always slowly
in love with this forever dream, and to the end sighs

Standing on the edge of a pretty crystal cool blue pond
while watching the presence of beautiful fairy elves
and their most wonderful laughs and smiles so ever true

Smelling the wonderful aroma of pure mountain air
with that assured feeling the all is fresh, crisp, real
and flowers, plants, and grass talking to one another

Dreaming many perfect dreams of mermaids sitting
grouped in a green water pool at the waterfall’s edge
and sensing their joy, beauty, laughter, and smiles

This is what dreams are made of as we sense and see
most wondrous things and objects of perfect symmetry
as we feel mountain rain and a most delicious soft wind

Mother Nature and her magical world of treasures and
such beauty indeed make all gods of centuries past and
present stand up and applaud graciously our Dreaming One 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 20, 2014) 
(Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)


Details | Free verse | |

Love At James Bond Beach

Making Love In Jamaica At The Iconic James Bond Beach It is a sun splashed day;  the air is silent with the sound of waves  the ocean is moving to the rhythm of crying gulls.  The fine white sand underneath our feet is warm. The crashing waters from a small wind sculpted waterfall swims  into the arms of its mother sea. It is a private beach at a spot in the world  where the Caribbean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean meld. It is a wanting sensation of hot then cold, that teases the senses. The beach is deserted it is only me and the love of my life.  The golden rays of light from the bright morning star  lives in the flow of her platinum blond hair.  In her eyes I can see the bright clear ocean,  with a piercing love glare that beckons me.  Her red lips, her light drenched skin glows  with the beauty of this perfect Jamaican day. Without a thought I grab the back of her head,  jerking my lover's whole body towards me  locking her in the strength of my grasp  inviting her to quench my desire. I bite her lips before engaging in a deep passionate kiss  remove her barely there bikini from her statuesque figure. She embraces me as I lift her in my arms  naked for all the Gods to observe.  I set her down under the refreshing flow of the rushing waterfall.  She attempts to pull at me, but I deny her, hold back both her arms and use my mouth  to suckle her, all the time absorbing the beating waters  that kneads my flesh like so much dough. Suddenly I set her free.  She pounces  like a lioness  a lioness in heat  famished  for the taste of flesh. The world dissappears  I find myself willingly trapped in a void of marvel. Nature's voice conducts  an orchestra of emotions. We writhe in the ecstasy of touch as a series of divine strokes finger paints portraits of rapture.  We dance slow to the precise notes  of a symphony of love into the arms of serenity. In one fluid movement our bodies become one. There is no end to the flavors we consume. Cooling waters flame our sins.  We explode like a building imploding gracefully to the roar of a white sound. Finally we pass out  naked, locked in each others arms.  When we awaken we find ourselves lying on  the fine white sand beach. Tattooed  in the telling shades  of a Jamaican suntan. 02~11~2014 Sponsor: Justin Bordner Contest Name: Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place


Details | Free verse | |

Dagger of Love

I may not always write about you,
About the way your energy,
Caresses my spine,
And sends jolts of electrity,
Racing through my body,
Exploding each cell like fireworks.
I may not write about,
The way my dreams at night,
Fill with you and I dancing,
Heat bashing our skin,
Filling us with an unquencable need,
Touch beconing a new meaning.

I may not write about,
The way your eyes stare into mine,
Past the years I have seen,
And into the soul that I am,
Spirit colliding with spirt,
Melting together like Iron to form a sword. 

I may not write about,
A love that we experience,
Through star strewed skies,
And blood soaked ground,
That causes even the fearful sight,
Of bombs exploding to look beautiful. 
I may not write about you and I,
How I fill up your soul and your mind,
With thoughts and words and images,
That melt and form new words,
Your lovely muse who so beguiles you,
With a double bladed sword. 

But Darling, don't let your heart,
Get away from itself,
Don't let your heart take the fall.
The wound I cause shall soon heal,
And you will read words,
Of another man, dancing with me,
Of another man, touching my soul,
His finger tips brushing the sides,
Of my breasts, his lips trailing down my neck,
Whispering with the heat of hells fires,
All that could be between, his and mine. 
You will read lines that speak,
Of a sensual romance, 
Pools and puddles of lust between thighs,
And an ancient sweetness,
That rivals Greek Ambrosia. 
It is no fault of your own,
You have fallen and I have shown you,
The sharp dagger of my love. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Soul Seeks Its Maker

Soul Seeks Its Maker
(Scent of My Soul)


Soul seeks its maker for great relief
 from grave doubts in spiritual belief
Mysteries sent to tantalize the mind
journey forth the true light to find

Little voices singing in ones head
suggesting other dark paths instead
My Soul giving its answer so firm
only the light I seek can ever affirm

Scent of my Soul floating in my heart
each beat grants it a newborn start
As my heart slows for a restful sleep
my brain journeys forth into the deep

Destination unknown, course rightly set
spiritual butterflies caught in my net
Answers are given in the flapping wings
Soul given rest as beauty stirs to sing

Music springs lovingly in rhythmic time
thoughts and joys given so truly sublime
My Soul then wakes to each newborn day
with love and its spirit holding sway

10/12/2014


Details | Romanticism | |

I dreamed a dream of You

Yesterday I dreamed a dream,
that had no end.
You in your white gown, and long, black hair flowing.
You were calling my name.
I heard you, but I couldn't reach you!

And when I say your soul was tainted.
You went out in the night life.
You dressed in your black, evening ball gown.
You danced till the Red Sun came out, over the horizon.

You smiled at me.
A flame in my heart burned red hot!
My knees and hands shook with nerves;
Nerves of love and joy.
I blew you a kiss,
but you turned away!
Oh, please don't turn away from me,
for I would die, if it happened again!

Your beautiful and golden heart showed me the truth.
The truth that every gentleman wants to hear.
I've seen you walk the streets,
in the blue dawn of August.
As I followed you, you stopped and looked at me.
You smiled so beautifully, and my heart fluttered into oblivion!

You walked with your friends and I went my way.
I couldn't find a single trace of you that day.
I cried out "Why did I leave her like this?!"
I looked for you, all over the courtyards and town squares!
Yet no sight of your beauty.
... No sight of your golden heart, that I hold so dear to mine.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave?
Why did I leave... that is the question!

I should have stayed by your side,
till the ends of time.

Yet I had left.
Why...?

One gloomy and parish midnight.
I came along a road,
and soon found myself in front of a wayward cafe.
Smiling faces all around me.
I spotted a beautiful face that outstood all the other faces around me.
It was yours.

Your face brought me to sanity and I went over too you!
You spotted me and tried to run!
I caught you in the dirty hallway and pulled you in.

Our eyes met and I fell in love once again.
Sanity re-entered my mind, body and soul.
I kissed you and you kissed back.
You held my hand, and we left the cafe and walked down the street.

The street was gloomy, yet we together brightened the dark street.
We went back to the lit up city streets, of the lands filled with smiling faces,
and we fell in love and slept together.

You lay there in my restless arms and I gave you a sweet kiss,
upon your sweet and soft head.
Your dark hair was sweet smelling and felt of silk.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep with you,
there in my arms and we dreamed together
till the morning came and woke me up,
and took you away from my weak and weary arms.

I dreamed a dream of you.


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty in my Palm

You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-

You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Lady of Tears

A statue of grey cold stone
Standing resolute in a garden of young lovers
Strolling arm in arm as young lovers do
She is the Lady of Tears from a place called
Yesterday

As lovers stroll among the springtime lilies
Gazing up to a weathered bust
They think only of future loves
New songs and new hopes
No time for Yesterday

In the silence of the night
It is said the Lady of Tears can be heard
Singing sadly of her longings
Her lover is buried underneath, as she whispers
Yesterday 

Who of you would ever guess?
A lady built of weathered stone
Had a heart so warm and sweet
Her life a fairy tale fable
An angel of yesterday

If I could caress her face
In the night, her tears I would sweep
Away from the miseries long since dead
I had a dream, we embraced forever
I whom lies beneath, in yesterday’s tomb

A lonely white dove makes her nest
In the arms of this statue
The doves knows behind the bleakness of grey
Is the Lady of Tears
Guarding her lover buried underneath

Tall and proud, a Nordic beauty cast in stone
All around, they do not see
As birds and flowers sing of our song
We are together at last
Yesterday no more


Details | Ode | |

Pleasures of Moving on Moon

Pleasures of Moving on Moon


You have always charmed us by your beauty, O Moon,
Sometimes fascinating Heer and Ranjha*, and sometimes,
Mesmerizing Romeo and Juliet.

Sometimes you have spread your charms, on the monuments of Love, 
Alluring the beauty of Taj*, in the full moon light of Purnamasi*
O, Moon how many faces of Love and Beauty you have,
When you stroll silently on a snow covered maintain,
The beauty and your grandeur becomes envy for the heaven.

For Poets and Writers you have immense stories and inspirations,
For Lovers you are more precious than gold and diamond,
For singers you are like the soul of their songs,
For Boatman’s, you are their sole companion of their silence and turbulence.

While watching you so intensely from earth,
I felt, as if I was wondering on the silver surface of you O, Moon,
Moving and feeling, no gush of wind,
No moisture of Rains and dryness of Sun,
No falling of leaves, in the season of Autumn,
No bending of rivers, flowing from mountains to oceans
No murmuring of birds while mating and chatting,
No change of seasons to engage my mind and heart,
Still I was fascinating to move on the silver surface of you, O Moon.

Walking on your surface was a strange experience for me O, dear Moon,
As I was trying to feel the unique pleasures of earth, 
While moving on your silvr surface, O Moon.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 22nd November 2010
Soon I will post this as My Photo Poem with the Photograph of Moon on my Blog and on face
book, which I took on 22nd Nov. 2010

•	Heer and Rangha. The Indian Lovers like Romeo and Juliet 
•	Purnamasi.      The Day as per Indian calendar, when we can see the full Moon.
•	Taj.                  Refers to the world famous Taj Mehal monument of Agra, India.


Details | Rhyme | |

Peaceful Lovers Dream

                                                  
Lie next to me, and you will see,
As we read each other’s mind…
When your heart beats, mine repeats
and both benefit in kind.
Time stands still, or so it seems,
in our hammock strung
between two dreams.
Side by side, we hear the tide,
and not a word is spoken.
Love came in through a door
we didn’t know was open…
Copyright © 2013


Details | Free verse | |

Wistful Aging

Age gracefully…that’s what I’ll do
Going to ignore the lines, how about you?
Inner beauty is what really counts
I happen to love my drooping mounts

Absolutely no Botox or fillers for me
Another varicose vein, Yipee
I’ll learn to love myself, no matter what
I will forever have my untucked gut

Graceful and elegant, that’s what I am
I will tell those cosmetic companies to scram
Lip plumping or lipo…no darn way!
And as for my hair…I will let it go gray

Facelifts are for the weak, you know
I happen to adore the feet of the crow
I’ll snub my reflection, chuckling a little at me…
For shunning pricey moisturizers provides me with glee 

I don’t need any convertible or flashy car
My beauty shines really brightly, from afar 
Who cares about the rolls, seeming to multiply each day?
No staples for me, I don’t care what I weigh

Dark circles make my eyes look cute
And those saddlebags are really a hoot
Juvederm and Radiance ….what a waste
On this mug, parentheses DO have a place

Lasik-I sincerely think not
That bifocal look is certainly hot
A new boytoy-There will be none of that
Though I’m sure he’d dig my charming back fat

The bell, oh no, I don’t mean to be crass
I guess I dozed off in Algebra Class
I must have been close to 40 in that frightful dream
And I was just about to let off a really loud scream

Nevertheless, my dear friends, I do so solemnly vow
To go off and age gracefully…at least for now
That's right...no need for the third degree
I promise to not get my first brow lift…until I’m at least 23


Details | Terza Rima | |

Pearl Dreams of Rare Love

Break these chains that bind
holding in the deep ovens
blazing a fire for love. 

Smiling midday moon
dressed in a baby blue sky
with sparsely scattered clouds dot.

White mother of pearl
their silver lining treasure
held soft beautiful warm babe.

In her finger beams 
a light touching inside thoughts
sitting posed at three o’clock.

The moon just pops out
in kissing a golden sun  
white ivory pearls smiling.

Within daylight thoughts 
sweetly I pray in sunlight
shining warm all over you. 

Deep ocean salted
with the bluest warmest waves
luster smiles sunshine color.

The magic tear drop
forms the silver lining bright
and cries for ivory pearls.

Alchemic water 
wondrous most blue, dark and rare
lies love in Salt of the Earth.

Mermaids caress hope
encouraging happiness
makes all the more magical.

Pearl chain links in place
Neptune commands do it now 
with finest gold most smiling.

Bathed best and brightest
white ivory pearls ready
for their concatenation.

Neptune’s grandeur finds
all sea creatures in awe now
abounds pearl dreams of rare love.

Pearl Dreams of Rare Love
14 linked all so precious
from the ocean’s heart and soul. 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 16, 2014) 
(Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)


Details | Ballad | |

ANNABEL LEE

Sweet island girl now in Heaven
The angels separated you from me
You only lived to love and be loved
My one and only Annabel Lee

Death had no power to conquer
Bright eyes made darkness fade
In your sepulcher by the ocean
Until my death every night I laid

Surely now that I'm in Heaven
No more need to dream of you
For just around the next corner
My Annabel Lee will come in view

But the jealousy of winged seraphs
Was even higher in this place
Confronted by such perfect love
Made it impossible for us to face

But a deal was brokered in Heaven
The two of us sent back to Earth
As unknown strangers, separated
And both starting at our birth

In our life we must find each other
Fall in love again or we'd go to Hell
But if discovery and magic happened
Forever in Heaven with a story to tell

For many, many years I've wondered
Drawn to seek a girl by the sea
Is it possible tonight that I met you
Could you be my Annabel Lee?

*A sequel to Edger Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee" poem.  I pray in style and substance I do not embarrass myself or this poet master!

Contest: Linda's "Never Entered Into A Contest #12"
Date: 9-12-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | Narrative | |

My Favorite Devonshire

Myself All that I am I could dye my hair to please you Yet I won't A little mascara might Make me attractive Although the value of my gift Cannot be measured in wrappings I will not sing For you But create a harmony and hope for consonance And I will dance With you To the melody of our song Accept All that I am I could paint you as my knight in armor But fantasies vanish with sunrise We could play together Yet games must end And the unity of the game Will dissolve Leaving you And me All that we are And acceptance of each Written by Carolyn Devonshire
Carolyn Devonshire-Who is she? A great author,a widower who loved her husband so much,and a daughter who loved her father just as much.She is one of my closests friends,can easily be called family...and so lucky I am to have met her.Carolyn was one of the first soupers who always left me a comment of encouragement when i first started writing here.Our friendship grew stronger through time and so our love for poetry. Why do i love this poem so much? This poem from Carolyn's first book 'Visions of Devonshire'definitely speaks to my soul. The value of who we are,isn't about how we appear to be,it isn't about making ourselves perfect,nicer,It isn't about changing our identity..Its about being who we really are. Carolyn's gift cannot be measured in wrappings'..Its her inner beauty which makes her shine.Her friendship ,love and loyalty to others is what makes her so special. Its not all about the outer beauty of oneself,but what is on our inside which really makes us who we are. The knight in shining armor,the Fantasy,the dream might vanish with sunrise, the game will end too,leaving all that was in yesterday behind,but finding who we are once again,and accepting each other for who we were and always will be. Thankyou Carolyn for this poem, Your gift lies within you.. It cannot be measured in wrappings..So true! and the biggest thankyou is sent your way today for just being you.. Dear Gwendolyn..thanks for the brilliant idea.... Big hugs... Charma


Details | Ode | |

Ode to Joy

Like morning light break forth of eastern skies
And astound with beauty the waking eyes
So did my heart before you rose to praise
A seraph in the nectar of flesh, May's
Brightest bloom in the garden of gladness
The purest form of earth's bare loveliness.
To you, O joy, O let me sing
Let me tell of love first coming.

Cho.
Awake the woodland choir for my song
Awake the primal hour of spring's soft throng
Awake the lark not yet on wing
Awake the world, an anthem bring
Of praise, of praise to beauty, praise
To the sweet rainbow of our days

Sweet fragments make the rainbow bloom aloft
Light splintered is yet in beauty so soft
And whole, the healing balm of my parched soul
Each little wonder a stair a bright stair
A garden of glory on heaven's scroll
I climb to suck the breast of worship here
I seek your worth and find God there
Uplifting me from mortal care

Inside the tabernacle of the soul
Wild and dusty, the dry harmattans roll
And every tender tree gasping for rain
Beheld sapphire arid sky and pray in vain
The pearly cumulus would sable turn
Where on the eye pivots the graceful tern
And then so suddenly you came
The phoenix of another name

Too deaf the deft pianist fingers toll
His litany your virtue to extol
You the image's bone transformed, transcend
All that desire loves and love declares right
Eden's broken wings yet make praise ascend
As prayers in the fluid light, a flight
Of rapture, leaving silent stars
And earth's tumult to jealous wars

Nothing but you, and you alone exist
O sacred symphony of heaven's bliss
And all earth shambles fore you fall again
To rise in your glory a better tale
The joy of beggining the end of pain
Lighthouse eternal, love that cannot fail
Sweet still the night aglow parades
Yet star like flowers morning fades  

Morning melted into mist, grass perspired
In the cool, leaves transpired droplets of bliss
The rainbow my thoughts like heaven attired
Beauty its providence hasten to kiss
Time had divinity at its leafed door
And seas and rivers in long triumph roar
The rhythm of earth so to begin
To break the carnal rule of sin.


Details | Etheree | |

BROKEN FLOWERS

No
need for
red roses
Broken flowers
in a child’s small hand
They make me understand
that beauty is found within
the dirt and grass and broken stems
Who needs florists’ bouquets when this child
loved me enough to pick broken flowers



Details | Lyric | |

I LOVE YOU

I understand the heart too well
Sometimes it frustrates so
It won't obey determined mind
Girl, it refuses to let you go
So keep pouring on water
Let it rain and let it pour
God I love your wet lips
Rain leaves me wanting more
So bring all the ice you can
Freeze me out with no replies
I beg you, please look away
Or tears you'll see from my eyes
If your new man is getting upset
With sweet songs for my pen
I promise I'll try to stop
But it's impossible to hold it in
Tell him I just write songs
That's what songwriters do
I know you won't tell him this
But you know that  . .... ...

*Just a simple pop lyric (fiction as always unless otherwise stated)

Date: 11-11-14


Details | Tanka | |

Autumn

Summer is gone now and fall with her beautiful face Softly just arrives. Spreading joy with her colours And thrilling with her magic. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 Copyright@2014 8.10.2014


Details | Free verse | |

A Dream


                                     
A Dream
I patiently waited for you all the day long, my beloved. Even the tired, orange, afternoon sun long ago drifted off to sleep. Nighttime arrived in a hurry shoving away the short-lived evening, With rhinestone stars dotting a shimmering, dark, velvet sky, And a pale, silver moon shyly venturing on the horizon.
After the lamps were all lit, I struggled to stay awake, But my heavy eyelids drooped as I was weary from the long day. So forgive me, my lord, as I unwittingly succumbed To the potent spell of the Sandman’s magical dust; And sly Morpheus sneakily captured me in his soothing embrace.
Come share with me this dream of tranquil enchantment, In a watercolor field of delicately perfumed lavender and clover. And I in peaceful repose await your arrival, my lord, To gently awaken me with tender kisses, sweet as nectar. I look for you, my dearest love, in a dream!
Entered in a contest "A Dream" sponsored by Isaiah Zerbst (5-25-2014)


Details | Sonnet | |

Passionate Embraces

Passionate Embraces

The day is here and there is a sweetness in the air
I hear the sweetest song that you have sung so rare
The warmth of your breath, your light whisper and tender semi-tone
Are like a heightened charismatic of charmed angels of fine bone.

China alluring contemptuously for all to be enticed like bright eyes
Fading as I feel your soft warmth touch and purity of paradise
The exotic fading flowers all full of budding charms
Are fading as I lay within the beauty of your soulful arms.

I'm hearing your sweet voice, sensuous lips and missing your whimsical 
hands as they stroke my breast
As your bright eyes are roaming to feel around thus lay upon my waist
Tonight I'm smelling the fragrant aromas of love as it begins to weave
Enticingly into all the seasons as they call shut upon this eve.

As the night prolongs unto the dusky holiday or holy-night
To hear our cries of passionate love with the beauty of heightened delight.

Written: Nov. 12, 2013
Eve T. Carter


Details | Rhyme | |

Perfect Love

Perfect Love
Your hand fits in mine like it was made just for me It feels so good and right, the way true love should be In each other’s arms we lay, your head against my chest Such perfect love that is so rare, for this I am truly blessed When I am sad you make me happy, when I am weak you make me strong This perfect love you share with me, I have searched for all life long Your love fulfills my life more than anything on this earth Living without you by my side, my life would have no worth Life makes sense when we are together, sharing such passion and love Overwhelming feelings of happiness and joy, is a gift from heaven above We will never lose by sharing our love, but we will by holding back So I promise truth and honesty, our perfect love will never lack


Details | Free verse | |

Just beautiful

Something in my mind playing
also begins dancing around emotions
softly running around feelings deeply inside singing
from out off this heartbeats a drum 
in every single dream and thought darling explode 
a great awakening embracing your beauty hot
So warm words cannot describe how deep
this sails without wings for me 
Lights up each and every kissing vision
shimmering silver coats all treasures 
in mother of pearl clouds
spiraling wishes promised 
colors of a rainbow mist
looking at  jewels of the finest cut
Sparkling through one smile
feeling your love deep warmly touching very comforting
such a sweet delight sharing souls lovingly together
kissing inside out your words 
like sand blowing over storming kiss of deep devotion
I really love you


Details | Lyric | |

WORTH THE LONG

I know what I've been looking for
I'd never seen your like before
Your sweet smile is like a song
The wait for you is worth the long

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Worth the long

There's not another girl like you
It's all sunshine and skies of blue
You're the hope I've never known
Dream come true that's all my own

I prayed so long then you came
I pinch myself this is crazy insane
The luckiest man I've ever known
Dream come true that's all my own

I know what I've been looking for
I'd never seen your like before
Your sweet smile is like a song
The wait for you is worth the long

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Worth the long

Date: 9-19-14


Details | Ballad | |

My Ultra Babe -

I need your ultra desperation
your ultra conflagration of love making exhilaration,
I want your ultra shout and pout
give me your slap attack
the amber of your abuse, the saffron of your emotions,
I crave the playful plenitude of your ultra uppidy attitude,
you let me experience hyperventilation at your disappearance
then inflation of euphoria in my Heart's utopia by your reappearance,

I want to know your ultra sadness
that song you share with the twilight of despair,
your ultra madness, your vortex of female complex,
I desire your hot and haunted psychology
your genius of ultra ingenuity, the pulp of your passion,
sometimes you love me most when you hurt me
a pathology of love cut sympathy that I can handle best,
earning the ultra soft surface of your pillowed chest
where I can rest the weight of iron soul, and slumber at your behest,

I want the whip of your hips and the sip of your lips, 
I want the pleasure plethora of your ultra vulva
to access the pagoda of your sexual yoga
to concoct in you the froth of organic soda,

I want your Gospels and Revelations
the Path and the Wrath, your cross of ultra conquest
the morning of your ultimate ascendance
the midnight of your ravishing bite
the bounty of your breast and the burn of your brimstone
give me the lyric of your ultra breath,
your ultra love keeps me alive!

J.A.B.


Details | Free verse | |

Perfume of you


Awakening to the scent left of you
in haze of incandescent light
your form still imprinted in my sheets
your perfume still on my pillows...

I remember you spooning next to me
with your sultry satin smile
love that blossomed into magical moments
our souls united and conjoined...

And when the nights are torn asunder
I recall the scent of your hair
my soul the seed and you the planter
out of the ground into celestial sky..

Missing you more than I thought I would
haunted by the ghost of you
your silhouette caressed by moonlight
the smell of your perfume that lingers..

The enchanting kisses and fevered touch
spirits that bewitched and bemoaned
making love under licorice sheets
ghost of you in gown of blue and gray...

Often I awaken next to your ghost
ghost that absconds souls like precious gems
and for a singular second we dance and embrace
then you disappear into a falling star..
~ ~ ~ ~ ~


Details | Free verse | |

I remember

Someone once saying to me
I always wished to meet some like you
To you one writes poetry from the heart and soul
opening up from my very being 
Looking into the sky spirit of a kestrel dancing
on warm waves of air brushing deep
Just sharing writing sitting on the riverbank 
alone with my old pal buster my dog
listening to the mountain stream rumbling past
I see with you love a great vision 
love inside deep you told me
tears falling joy I had a beautiful soul
or is that not what you want 
confused I am our friendship
Then you said I had a heart to match and once said 
It just totally blew me away into heaven
feels  I am still not good enough 
I give you all inside off me
Love you are so very special 
to sail away in heartbeats off thoughts 
amazing each moment spent thinking about you
Into the clouds of silver lining treasure dream
opening in front off you
Holding most precious jewels first glance
crowning you this ocean's queen
Holy grail such a gem lights up smiles
beaming warm vision painting beauty
The sparkle in those beautiful mirrors 
dazzling stars just shone a whole new world to me 
Their is such a thing as love I feel it complete
at the very first sight instantly
I found it with you 

 


Details | Sonnet | |

A Lover's Query

A Lover's Query

I cannot love thee any more , nor less
hast thou not thrilled to my nightly embrace
cried about sins I faithfully confess
in shock at my previous sinner's race?

Nay, fair lady think me not a high fool
a master of deceit that sells my charm
tormentor in words so very cruel
ruffian that scurries about to harm!

My lady, looks at me the cock that crows
that preens in the morning to please the Sun
strutting, pleasing your eyes as our love grows
do you speak soft and I come on a run?

Do we not share this secret lover's bond?
Secret nights of which you are very fond?


Robert J. Lindley  08-25-2014


Details | Free verse | |

Soulful Kiss

Always one golden smile gleams 
looking upon someone so deeply 
beautiful dazzling jewels 
Sweet love shines into a diamond 
sparkling on the greatest gift 
of all treasures handing you darling 
the very heart and soul babe 
To join with you uniting always 
and forever more loving 
Holding one another within beats 
paradise this soul drunken 
singing with your spirit flying high 
Angel pure petal rose white 
loving you in grace the heart takes flight 
kissing each breath one breeze warm 
blows gently fluttering your wings


Details | Prose Poetry | |

BEAUTY IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER

Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
It’s a common saying that is decoded from the look of a man
But of a truth, genuine and true beauty is beyond what the eyes can see
Only the heart can feel it
It glows with such power, even the ‘blind’ will perceive
Regardless of our status, rich or poor
Aboriginality, the language or cultural background
We all can see and perceive this inner beauty with the same view
One advice for my fellow brothers,
Always by pass the look go straight inward
And from the inward, outward appearance can be well appreciated
And advice for everyone
As you take time to make up the physical beauty
Create more time to nurture the inner one
For when you are inwardly ugly
The outward projection is nothing but a fake 

(c) 2010


Details | Free verse | |

Eve

Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me. 

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to the touch. 
Drenched in the poison,
With my dignity in his clutch.

Feeling like I was cheated;
I chose the evil instead of light.
I traded in the sunshine,
For what lurks in the night. 

I disobeyed his orders,
I gave up security to be unsure.
I went against the warnings,
Gave into darkness instead of remaining pure.

Once my bed was made of soft grass,
But now it is made of stone.
Was plump from all of the luscious fruit,
Now I’m starving to the bone. 

My curse is one of circumstance.
The punishment a crime,
I’m stuck inside this dampened cave,
For the rest of time. 
My world came crashing down,
The grief has not subsided.
My heart broke completely,
When my sons collided. 

My misery a token,
From the abandonment I earned.
Upon the time spent in sorrow,
There was a lesson to be learned.

Have I found the moral?
Only in time we shall see,
For all I did was eat an apple-
From the Knowledge tree. 


Details | Free verse | |

You're Always Special Love

In your arms I will find peace
Yes....and bliss too my love
You're casting magic falling under you 
a spell shining in beauty

No magic....sweetheart...just love......
you just make me feel it.
As you dazzle my insides hot
I would have you so close 
to burn up next to you ...
more and more each day!
 
Soul melting deeply warm 
blushing flutters kiss deeply
Oh I love you smiling ....
makes me feel special
so so special

If I could just bottle that smile 
each time I put my lips to the neck 
drunken in your sweet beauty 
Oh you make me so....
no words to say sweetheart

Now baby I just gave you 
It all upon a silver platter 
Oh your love is like the waves 
that come lapping on the seashore ....
I love the feeling 

Beloved reaching the stars 
I kneel a lamb
to the light of my life
As you paint in thoughts cherished each word
I just don't understand....how you came to make me change
I just don't understand....how you came to make me change


Details | Ode | |

Lady Of My Life

Her heartbeat echoes like a love moan in my mind,
summoning centuries of refined romanticism soulfully enshrined,
the contralto of her voice a fillatio upon the cock of my consciousness,
through her eyes I see that mystery is the Mistress of meaning beyond regress,
my manly mouth serenades & suckles the rosy pussy of her prophecy, homage cunnilingus,
revelations irresistible in their heretical invigorations excite our imaginations
as we fornicate a ferocious forsooth soothsaying love's reincarnations,
a vignette of virility forthcoming from fate's far side fortifications
presents a primal promise in paranormal inceptions,

Premonitions primitive in heart heat paint
streak the skin of our desire to design an indigenous heaven,
flesh tones warm fast and feral revealing a vitality of spirituality that tongues detonate,
the Univetse blooms into a Multiverse as she spreads her spell of star spice scintillation
onto my ripened body rendering her rites fertile in rich freight, 
within the brain's wildfire I feel her unction,

Becoming the shaman of our secret skin ceremony
I invoke the spirit of solar youth into veinage voracious for passion's patronage,
sanctifying the unifying lust between the bodily and ghostly unlicensed liberty,
shadow temple of temptation gives offering of blood and song from astral page,
death dream extremes fire hot ejaculation of divine vindication into cosmogony
as she and I have won our now with a win over age,

My Love Muse is more than a woman
she is a savage seduction and a sacred sweetness,
a Goddess of her own Cause...a lover known as Poetess,
her name changes from lifetime to lifetime, yet she is always beauty shown -

J.A.B.


Details | Free verse | |

Forever loving you

Sounds of a great mountain roar
trembling echoes 
a shaking voice,
flooding down the face
a river of tears 
inside each drop, 
treasured sparkling crystals
pearl jewels weep.

Brings new life 
as joy sweetly blushing 
desires your beauty ,
Crowned queen of the flies bouquet colors,
a butterfly dances 
floats upon a sun lighting rays,
touching inside with warm wings 
sweeping an angel.

Sweet gently skipping desire 
hot pulse beats star lighting passion ,
glows behind the jewels,
baby you shine beautifully bright 
warm when the thunder roars ,
beast of reality natures lion.

Loves arrow strikes 
deeply blushing red
under a pink moon ,
sweetly embracing together 
kissing forever spirit of the night
always uniting under your love,
when our dream becomes true
into eternity hand in hand 
one masterpiece 
walking to paradise 
adoring the picture within you.


Details | Free verse | |

- Sparkling Oceans Apart -

You're a maiden so hot burning thoughts 
whom melts ice inside deep waves salted 
unfolding ocean swells kissing your feet 
For once spoke those hot lips the truth shining 

Sunshine pleasing warm beholding to 
one's eye golden crowned jewel beauty 
rainbow luster coloring pearl treasure 

It's giving off their beauty pure free 
that does not require something in return 

A lady who pleases the heart warm 
Princess cut with deep class sparkling pure 
utopia's adorable sun rise 

How the body is heated and hear 
her echoing heart beat in the chambers 

Shining a future path dreaming ore 
every single moment precious links 
each one spent with you falling under spell 

Love is like pure sparkling magic gem 
unpredictable true and marvelous 


Magic silk covers batting eyelids 
enchanting soft lovingly flowers 
beautiful petals held within the shell 
Let the rose live forever and the sun 
shines always endless times glistening gold 





Written by Liam Mcdaid and Anne- Lise Andresen 
a co write in a 9/10 syllable count

a warm thank you anne lise


Details | Free verse | |

Away with the fairies

A voice calls to me in dreams 
if only I could open this mind
to all of the fairy tale legends
enchanting every meaning 
softly memories flow
remembering back dreaming 
as a young lad.

How magic the old Celtic tales were
wishing I was in the thick of it
even thinking back they would all make 
magical movies
they would bring magic to children's eyes
even adults would enjoy.

Taking everyone into a different realm
where butterflies are fairy princesses chariots 
with their beautiful colors 
waltzing in a cool summer breeze.

Sailing into the glen among'st heather
softly blossoming all shades 
flowering to the softest pink 
also lilac to purple  
gently whispering winds carrying her moaning 
sad romantic tales whistling through the trees

Over the ages white dots on a soul 
breathless rings around loves beauty
peace under the hawthorn bush 
dreaming within petals of you my love
the fairy princess becomes queen.


Details | I do not know? | |

Deepest Beauty

This morning woke up golden smiling 
headed into town on the car
coming down from the mountain
standing tallest in this small town
Driving up the hill top to the church 
such a sight greeted my eyes as the sun
it shone so very warm deep in such beauty
lighting the center was the holy crucifix 
I blessed myself beholding such a vision
as it looked like the holy spirit shining down
straight from the steeple felt this warm forgiving
fingers touching deep glowing in loves light
Hope all love can ever do is wish
one day you will see me in bliss 
inside Heaven opens it's wings 
I will greet you with the heart off
very deep undeniable true 
pure love so complete with trust one gift
that will forever inside of me 
It will sing in happiness rejoicing
sweetly singing songbirds a song forever 
always in the finest of tunes touching beats




I drew a style to honor such beauty beginning with nine syllables a silver lining cloud 8/7/8/9/now waves higher 10/11/12 gates of Heaven 12/12
singing in the highest note 11/10/9/8/7 finding comfort soothing rising the tune 8/9 sing in her clouded mist 9/9/10/11/12 love forever remains beautiful to the day you die my tune smiling


Details | Rhyme | |

Dreams of Fantasy and Desire

Dreams of Fantasy and Desire


Midnight was black not one shining star
yet her heart shown on me from afar
Glowing beams that pierced my heart
fallen deeply in love from the start

As the night sounds ebbed and flowed
that beacon lovingly sent glowed
Moon appeared to lessen its might
nothing could outshine it that night

The hours slowed to gift us more joy
we played in love as each others toy
Dreaded were moments before the sun
woke us with nights loving then done

She the glowing rays that lit a fire
from the dreams of fantasy and desire!

Robert J. Lindley  09-10-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

The Rare Moment

The Rare Moment



Sitting here enjoying the hard cascading rain
streams pouring down the very clear window pane

Thoughts streaming around the light in my head
still groggy a bit from a late rise from my bed

Awaiting the hot coffee that will singe my brain
like that sweet victory over hurt, a precious pain

Sitting here enjoying this most precious morn
so very happily pleased my wonderful son was born!

Robert J. Lindley, 06-28-2014

Don't you just love it when life says, " hey life is good,
 enjoy your gifts and give thanks" ?
When that happens so often we just soak in the moment but 
this time I interrupted mine to offer a short write....


Details | Rhyme | |

True Beauty

True Beauty
Your beauty captivates my heart and soul I’m overcome with emotions I cannot control Your alluring smile and irresistible charm Capture my spirit, my heart you disarm Seduced by your eyes, so stunningly beautiful The windows to your soul, so open and truthful You share with the world such kindness and compassion True Beauty you define with angelic fashion Such unrivaled beauty is so precious and rare So thankful am I, it is with me you share


Details | Free verse | |

Heart fuel

Opening up 
with a moon smiling tonight
sparkling stars mingling with white clouds 
Searching for the soul's dream
stands a wonder before thee very eyes 
flaming hot vision

The one whom sparks electric
who will forever and always burn 
softly inside out 
a candle sweet aroma scenting blossoms 
whispering fragrance off beauty

Silver echoes deeply 
within precious silent 
soft humming whispers 
sweet singing to a rose
blowing warm petal fingers soft inside waves
who will always sweep 
sweetly across the ocean 
Touching deepest sands 
warmly we hold hands
Living in the land of eternal youth 
always pure free as the driven snow 

Dewdrops shines 
in your sunlight rising 
Sparkling beautiful forever
smiling a little something 
wrapped up inside just for you
pulling on the strings warmly


Details | Free verse | |

Icarus rejoice


She said,
love gives us wings
therefore lover,
we belong to the heavens...

Let us abandon
this frozen world
and fix ourselves
among the ceaseless blue stars...

Higher and higher
into the sky
you and I
will eternally fly...

Let us not
come too close to the sun
we may burn the tips of our wings
stay and be safe with me...

For in your eyes
is a burning sun
within you I find the end of space
and my wings are unpinned...
~ ~ ~


Details | Free verse | |

True Blue Moon

These thoughts are crystal clear in feelings
towards a beautiful gem 
dazzling aurora of lighting color
falling into loves sweet 
everlasting touching a dream
The fondest memories come flooding back
walking along the golden sands 
with my dog buster 
him dancing around 
floating lovingly on natures breeze
Tears begin rolling down the face
looking skyward 
a full moon face in her pearly white attire
Winds blowing quite strongly across the ocean
touching inner humming whistles
Silver reflections of her face shine 
dancing in each and every single ripple
Light of truth is a burning torch
forever warm and loving 
forgiving always to the end
is this real I ask myself over and over
Watching you sleep smiling deep inwardly beautiful
putting my nose to your hair loving how it smells
for me baby the sweetest scent of you
Knowing smiles upon your angel face
this dream is it real pinching myself
Sleeping beauty I thought in that moment
A fairy tale breathing ever so slowly lowers and rises
deep gentle soft fluttering warm breaths
as i watch you sleeping 
One prize for a king who is lucky in love 


one I spent a while writing, finished it on a walk last night looking at a full moon 


Details | Free verse | |

Princess Philomena 3

So he began spinning her the most beautiful golden yarns 
trying to dazzle and impress 
none of anything he laid bare appealed to her
It was then he turned and said
he would create the wrath of Hell upon her cursing 
each foul word striking 
The emperor dashed at her
he felt beneath her
commanding his guards to put chains around her neck
they then threw her in the deep waters of the Tiber
The order was carried out to his very word
cast into the murky waters
God sent two angels to unfasten the anchor 
took her straight to Heaven this gripped me with awe
how pure something beautiful is with love
She cries in our sorrow the joy of a rose
The emperor dragged her through the streets of Rome
shot at with a shower of arrows
I was dying she said her beautiful words
I fell into the sweetest sleep
she was cured when she awoke
the arrows turned and struck those that rained them down upon her
The emperor began calling her a magician
thinking to himself the actions of fire
would destroy this enchantment
that for me was a story of all stories 
Heavenly spouse with He who placed the crown
of virginity upon your head
holding in His hand the palm of martyrdom 
standing side by side with the elite in Heaven
She smiled this day when she appeared telling her story
entering into the glory was Friday
the third hour after midday
The very same hour 
Our Divine Master expired
She is now a princess of Heaven forever shining loves light
filled with her beautiful colors
halo all dreams and hopes in loves prayer



Always love is a Heavenly mist of light
stripped to the bone forever shines golden bright
after writing this I went for a walk and for some reason the sun began brushing 
warmly my face I could feel the deep gift of love stored deep inside 
what a treasure to behold flowing through the veins warm glorious love 
Pride was my downfall never saw the face hidden behind this mask
kissing humble I knelt at the lords feet
weeping begging his grace 
I lost everything yet one smiles inside peace 
darkness is just clouds within love always so pure when the light is complete

 


Details | Lyric | |

LOVE ME LOVE MY INK

LOVE ME LOVE MY INK

Did I make you happy?
Did I use my dexterity?
Did you fall in love?
Did you love the ink?
My hand is ready 
Tell me that  feeling
That Indescribable feeling 
Only the ink understands
Only the poet has the hands
Love me Love my ink


Details | Rhyme | |

You're the Only One I Need

I find myself praying for the strength, to take
all of your problems and make them go away;
It's those three little words, I wish I could say
“I love you”; Maybe I'm afraid to get hurt
Maybe it's something worse.

I want to be the guy you rely on, a shoulder to cry on
Wipe the tears from your eyes when you cry,
Make that smile reappear that’s as deep as the sky
They say you never know love from fake

But I'm giving you my heart, in hopes it won't break
So to the owner, Here’s the deed,
You're the only one I need.


Details | Free verse | |

Cupid's Golden Bow

Cupid's golden bow and arrow in hand 

 
always hits the target to the tightest degree

 
shedding his green skin like the chameleon he is 

 
the frog began drowning non-stop smiling as

 
he fell deeper into ocean colors of all shades a pearl

 
in a deep pool of beauty bathing so bright

 
he felt an electric bolt filled with deep undercurrents

 
string sparks fly in the first kiss with all feeling and intention

 
 

 
String sparks sizzilin' fly in the first kiss and bring  

 
dazzling amazing golden warm struck straight

 
but oh so gallant and oh so wonderful

 
 

 
In the heart on fire within passion hot

 
underneath the stars sailing of into space

 
inside floating around thoughts off the first mate

 
desires your affectionate smiles, laughs, and grins 

 
sings in the mind's eye grace of a thousand swans in flight

 
into another space over the Milky Way jewels sparkles a star

 
tender doting to the soul's eyes

 
floating to you bouncing inside waves

 
steaming hot seductive lashes 

 
floating through those curtains we join souls

 
uniting tender wooing and wonderful woven passion 

 
softly we forever kiss my love as desire always lays with you

 
 

 
I need and crave your love to take me to the edge of the night

 
dancing in my dreams struck deeply while 

 
turning this world upside down

 
into a golden paradise ball with all bells and whistles

 
that I've wished in my life

 
 


Cupid's golden bow and arrow in hand 

always hits the target tight and perfect

Always!  Always!  Always!  Always!



Liam McDaid and Gary Bateman, Collaborative Free Verse Poem, October 16. 2014




Details | Free verse | |

Little Glistening Salmon

“Momma… what are those lights up there?” “Those are salmon fish, glistening in the sky…” … She begs to understand your fears, your passions, your pursuits She is down on her knees, and you above Feeling the tears drip from the heavenly precipice… She wants to catch them in her eye And truly… see And she does see….far off…beyond the shade, Beyond every single worry river… Two pairs of eyes across the way Glistening with perception, set upon a face so serene… A warrior stance of their own, the eyes gaze… She is both torn and joyous to meet them, And had she dared to look away, the cares would flee And thoughts would spew faster than the rapids… Where the salmon skid upon the rock… Only to be grabbed and mauled by the world Those eyes reveal a face…a mind so sharp, yet loving Unraveling a heart that could bear the strongest boulders Hurling them higher than the moon… Watch! Little glistening salmon fish floating in space Her giggles would make you smile, The lights in her eyes would melt you and shape you Her and your heart you would both hold so close In almost an innocent embrace Then, suddenly, in that moment, a newness would emerge Something deeper than anyone has ever imagined to feel Not two—but one would understand For one you would become Yet… there are so many questions she longs to ask you So many…yet does she carry those answers? Are they written upon the skies? In the trees…or the bustling breeze? In the small recesses of a child’s imagination? …. “Why do the salmon float in space, Mamma?” Her hand squeezes the child’s palm affectionately… “Because his love for her was so great…that he lifted the greatest, strongest boulders from the creeks…the salmon would skid upon the rocks only to be met by the great paws of the bears…but before they were caught and devoured by the hungry creatures of this world, the Great Warrior with eyes of justice hurled all of them toward the moon just to see her smile… the stars you see…are the fish that are free!”


Details | Free verse | |

Crushed Earth

I don't have to be
your ocean,
your sky,
your moon and stars and sun.

Just let me be the ground that carries your weight,
every move you make rearranges me.

Let me be the earth that is crushed with your heaviness,
all your steps marking over my flaws.

Please let me be honored by bearing the burden of the beauty that is you,
because in that gift I become the most beautiful me.


Details | Verse | |

On Names

I once met a farmer,
Who showed me the plains.
“What is this beauty?”
And he told me her name.

I once met a shaman,
He lived in forests of rain.
“What is this beauty?”
And he told me her name.

I once met a sailor,
Who showed me the waves.
“What is this beauty?”
And he told me her name.

So when I met you,
I was struck by your face.
“Who are you?”
And you told me your name.


Details | ABC | |

There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


Details | Lyric | |

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


Details | Free verse | |

A mother's treasures

A solitary piece the diamond
precious rare gem most treasured
by those lucky enough to hold
Once in possession it is rarely out of grasp
Like the gemstone the mother 
requires very specific conditions
in holding fast her (family/) childrens love
Treasured forever in her heart
she will go out of her way
to preen and protect them
holding them dear to her
deep within her maternal safe – the heart
closely guarded by the mind
Her infatuation of all treasures to her 
are totally understandable
especially when you think to the complexity
of structure and process taken in creation
Just as from the ‘unbreakable’ in ancient greek
this alletrope of carbon
with strength of bonding between atoms
is representative of that strong love
between mum and child
The maternal being could be compared
to the superlative physical qualities of the stone
Even the characteristic luster
of this gem so prevaient from its ability
to disperse light and colour
compared to the many strengths, roles and qualities
of the mother
seen by the many she deals with daily
A most high pressured job 
versus the high pressured temperature
within the Earths mantle
that forms the delightful rock it gives birth to
Infants delight and ignite the forbearer
just as the jewel would dazzle the room
a mother’s love encaptures the magical luster
of those she’s birthed and nothing
stands inbetween this richest of cargo’s


Details | Triolet | |

Dandelion Dream

-Dandelion Dream-

I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams 
They fade with one gush from the wind
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
Holding on tight to jagged leaves 
Sprinkles of sand fall over my needs
I stand close with a fistful of flowers
My tiny bouquet made of dandelion dreams 

~SKAT~


Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


Details | Free verse | |

Dampened Sheets

I am the sultry silence
the wishbone
of your dreams
feel my warm breath
slither down your throat
across your chest
feel my transparent tongue...

We rage the erotic battle
I feel your pulse race
my fingers of flame
caress all that is yours
I am your imagination
arching above your feminine form
I sink slowly into you...

Just so you know my love
you will never be able
to shake me from your dreams
I will seduce you to a place
beyond mere thoughts and words
tonight, dream of us...


Details | Ballade | |

I love rain

I love rain

It's a month now into spring
And still the rain pours down
Hey, is it ever going to end
There's many here that frown
They want the sunny weather
That will come soon enought
But right now, I'm enjoying it
Rain, I love the stuff.

Next week we're off on holiday
Now it really does rain there
And I'll love very bit of it
As it soaks up everywhere
To hear it's rhythm on the roof
It makes me feel so grand
Though many think that I am strange
They just don't understand

We don't get much rain in WA
So when it comes,  for me
It makes me so excited
I guess it's how i be
So keep that rain a coming down
Let me feel it's soft, wet touch
I don't know what is wrong with me
But I love rain so much.

23 September 2013 @ 0624hrs


Details | Rhyme | |

Dark Chocolate

Thank God for black on black bigotry,
oh the sweet dark chocolate they left for 

me.

Thank you for their eyes did not see
swarthy is the beauty I seek.

Thank you for my brothers misery, because
precious dark chocolate is in love with 

me.

The bright of her smile the light of her 
eyes the contrast so deep.

Her ebony face her curly locks eclipses 
the sun with angelic majesty. 

In the moonlight her beauty is of
sparkling gold, God she's my sweet baby to 
 honor to love and hold.
 
Oh the folly my brothers, for when she's  
in my arms I dream of a sweet princess,
royalty of long ago
 
Her kiss the berry so dark so sweet. 
Her honey sweet waters streaming replete.

I am your shining knight and the spoils 
of war you will keep, on bend-ed 
knee I will not harbor a diamond, ruby or 
nugget of gold, my swarthy princess 
you intoxicate me so.
 
In your bosom  please don't  let go.
Thank God my brothers did not know.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Light Poetry | |

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I found the fountain of youth
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden
Right smack in the middle
Was what I thought to be a wishing well
I tossed in a quarter
Looking down, puzzled as can be
I peeked in to see where it fell
I leaned over and that's when I saw my vanity
It was always there waiting for me
The reflection in the water was me before this day and age
I asked what could this be?
With one drop on my taste buds
I knew I found the one true key
The most beautiful thing that can set one free
I reached in to touch the poetry inside me

             SKAT


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | I do not know? | |

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)


Details | Free verse | |

The Art of Attraction

I heard it said once
That attractive to an artist
Does not mean "pretty"
In the average sense
But more something that
Is interesting to look at
And makes you want to 
Keep looking

To him, I can look for hours
And want to keep looking

He is the color burnt umber
Like coffee and cream
And purest black ink
Not blue-black, or brown,
But the undiluted purity
Of a spilled ink-pot
Shaped by the delicate curve
Of a calligraphy brush
Into perfectly, haphazardly
Beautiful curls, erratic and
Bold

And his eyes
Those eyes
Like coffee, taken
Without cream or sugar
But turned amber by sunlight
And sweetened by laughter
Making what might have been
Intimidating, with their darkly
Charcoaled outline that 
Marks them as Arab
Instead as sweetly inviting
As the warm half-light of dusk
And so addictive

I've been looking for hours
And I want to keep looking






Details | Light Poetry | |

Kiss the Wind

I want you to love me
I want you to hold me
I want you to be my woman
I want to lust for eternity

For this I plant a kiss
Upon the breast of your heart
For this, roses were made to exist
Your scent blooms inside of me

I am consumed
With the thought of you
I wish to be buried by your essence
As I whisper so softly

For all my desires
I suffer in hells fires
I kiss the winds
As I leave this world
Knowing

You belong to me


Details | Light Poetry | |

Words

I have the words
I have the silence 
I am the solitude
Word and words and words
Dreams and words
Dreams with no words
You and me in our world
No world and no words
Deaths hold
We go
Far away
Tears cry
Crows fly
Can I rest now? 
I have no words
I have no soul
Tu n'es plus là 
Me I must be here
You are not
I miss what is not
I have only one word left
Love


Details | Ghazal | |

Take The Leap Into My Heart

Frolic into these open arms that need you.
Melt into my lips, and let them feed you.

Let the breath of love's kiss
and my eager feet lead you

into my heart's majestic garden.
Bloom freely, my beauty. I'll never weed you.

There is one trophy in this growth,
and it is, indeed, you.

Should my rare rose be cut,
my garden will truly bleed you.



For Debbie Guzzi's "Take The Leap" contest


Details | Free verse | |

Love in a Beauty Fair - A 'Kawaali'

Love in a Beauty Fair

My Poem in the format of a Kawaali – in English 

Male Singer 01 	/ Group of singers


I  hear that we are in a fair,           of  Husno-Adda* and  beauty,
Still,       I am,  in search of a heart,                         full of Love,


Female Singer 01 / Group of singers:


This  is a gathering of Beauty and graceful ones,      not a crowd  of lovers,
The one who is ready, to sacrifice       everything, may possess the beauty.



Male Singer 02   / Group of singers:


Take a test of our Love my dear,           or come close to test my love, 
Still if your beauty is not satisfied,     just try the love at-least for ones,



Female Singer 02 / Group of singers:

O what you are crying as Love & Love me,        is not that simple my   dear,
There are lovers who sacrifice even their life,       still they do not  get  love,


Male Singer 03/ Group of singers:


You are narrating  a  story,      because you have not,         yet seen     love,
When your Beauty would relish love,   you would be searching love everywhere.


Female Singer 03 / Group of singers:


This is what you say my dear,      it  is only first time that we  have met here,
Let me see your splendors of love,  or it is just a way of yours,  to mold me,



Male Singer 04 / Group of singers:


After witnessing the splendors of love, you may find you cannot live without it, anymore,
Feeling the extreme agonies,  you may repent,  but then you won’t find the love
anywhere, 


Female Singer 04 / Group of singers:


O,  if it is like that, let    me    the    see,       the      splendors of  your Love,
You say that I shall be dying on that love,  O, let me die to witness, what you say,



Male Singer 05 / Group of singers:


We are wasting these precious moments of love, talking about living or dying,
Let us live these lovely moments in love,        instead of talking to live or die.


Female Singer 05  / Group of singers:


O,  I can sacrifice  even my life,                on this molding art of yours, my love,
Perhaps beauty is  hidden in love      but             Love is nothing without beauty.


Together they sing 06 /Group of singers:


It is not a thing of dying or living,        nor   a  fight     between   beauty   and love,

It is only,    the art of  living  and       loving,        which  creates only cheerfulness.



Ravindra
Kanpur India   22nd Oct 2010
Clarifications
* Husno-Adda.  The graceful art of showing the beauty of women.


Details | Free verse | |

Since First I Saw You

Since first I saw you, it was your eyes,
mesmerizing, your gaze transporting
me to a realm, not of fantasy, real,
where young men go when cupid’s
arrow takes root.

Since first I saw you, it was your lips,
captivating, holding me frozen 
in anticipation of our lips brushing
for the first time.

Since first I saw you, it was your voice,
a crescendo, light, invigorating, 
each word you speak intensifies 
my hearing, enveloping each
note, time ceases as I hang motionless
savoring, memorizing.

Since first I saw you, it was your hair,
long, flowing, gently rising above
your shoulders as a slight breeze
passes through sending waves
of your essence my way. 
The sun magnifying each strand, 
highlighting the minute
variances of invigorating color, 
creating a halo effect, a portrait of
your beauty forever imprinted.

Since first I saw you, It was you,
my love forever more for you,
only you.


Details | Free verse | |

With you in autumn evening

The sweet songs of birds, We hand in hand across the lawn, Pansies white yellow and violet Tossing their heads in the breeze. Somewhere the sound of falling leaves. The sound of squirrel cracking the walnut. Calm weather warm sun, White fluffy clouds forming different shapes, A passenger flight in the blue sky, Sun born in the horizon and about to fade in the horizon, Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest, Shutting and opening of our lips, Your unkempt hair flying backwards, Yellowish west sky. Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow. If I could stop this world from spinning, I would do so, Just to be with you In this autumn evening.


Details | Ballad | |

The Dragon and the Rose

Outside of civil man’s well tended garden,
A field of briars willfully encroached,
Threatening the peaceful flowers without pardon.
Oh these gardeners fought hard as the briars approached.

“You don’t belong here, you’re not good enough!”
“You are snarled with iniquity and with thorns.”
“You live a life so very harsh and rough…”
“What good can you bring?” they said with deep seated scorn.

And the briar replied that hot summer day,
“Deep within these unforgiving boughs
Lives a flower who doesn’t have much to say
Except a story concerning what you espouse.”

“You see there lives a dragon scorned just over the way,
Who tossed opportunity and harbingers to the wind,
Because life is glorious and he loves to play…
Carefree and cavalier is how his days were spent.”

“He playfully trampled gardens carefully tended,
By pious gardeners without wings who would never fly,
Until he happened upon a flower wonderfully scented,
Crimson in color, the flower reflected beauty in his eye,”

“Eagerly he reached forward to make it his own,
But this glorious flower was protected by thorns,
And gave the dragon a prick to change his tone,
And it was in that prick that true love was born.”

“Now the dragon is older and has spent his days,
Watching over this rose, the love of his life,
Learning about beauty and awe inspiring ways.
His world now protected by thorn and briar.”

“He has discovered great beauty and learned much,
And no longer does the dragon destroy with fire.”
“But should you gardeners even dare to touch
A single branch or bough in this tangled briar…”

“You will face both the Dragon and the Rose,
Who with great love now protect each other,
From pious gardeners who would have them go,
Because neither can be kept on a tether.”

“So snip your lilies and pluck your weeds,
Make your lives as perfect as they can be,
For in this harsh briar we continue to watch love grow,
That of a magnificent Dragon and the beautiful Rose.”


Details | Rhyme | |

I am the Shell of a POET

I am the Shell of a POET, Gazing upon my Last Sunset : Dancing with Death
The Shell of a POET, absorbed in Nature: inhaling whispers with my last breath
I cloak myself  in HER Tapestry : Azure Blue painted Lovingly; with Life Rose Pink
I sleep in sweet hues of colors as the Serenity of Sunset draws me nigh; I Think
I see the Darkness envelope me as Venus "The Evening Star" Blinks a Loving Wink
As the cricket hums of Glory as a sky of ebony descends upon My Dark Memories
As the night becomes Alive the Reborn "Shell" Reads the History of his Destinies
Mesmerized by the Autroscities, by the pain and sorrows of Mankinds sordid Past
Tears of Humility flow the contours of my cheek as  Autroscities of a distant Past 
Immortalized by My Cold and Blacken Heart, Forgotten are the Memories of Lenore
I stand at the Pearly Gate in AWE of the Magesty of Eons of Eternity: FOREVERMORE
I grasp HIS Hand; Lenore Grippes Mine : We Entwine as ONE : Through Heaven's Door
                                    to be Cont.
Inspired by the Contest : " Let's Be Open " Sponsored by Xegrakio POETESS : SuZ D
                Dedicated to the Souls in Glory waiting for thier Loved Ones
  This is not an Entree as I was to late for the Contest. LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER
                                            YOUR Liege...Harry 

 


















Details | Ballad | |

Penetrating Portals

Your eyes arrive on me
like the whips of passion's urgency
wide with white smite encasing eons inflamed in irises,
I feel the tight temperature of they're heated hue, my lust crises rises,
brown autumn burning into ravenous red, seduction's takeover fast overhead,
you've got an angel in one eye, a devil in the other, teammates, temptation led
trouble in your stare and glory in your glare, there's a gamble on your lips
I get an adrenaline hit, I see the misfit, magic in those lids
beauty and banditry bound to fantasy,
hips and slits favoring me,
brash brows and lapping lashes
portals pivoting on our cunning chances,
flawless in flirt, a merciless miracle of attraction,
there's somethin lawless in you woman
got me comin for your lovin -

J.A.B.


Details | Free verse | |

Raspberry Orange Rhapsody

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Moaning gently as her beauty opened wide the grove of our joy...

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Heavenly melodies of sweetened rhapsody in this, her ripened rising

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Melting these the flavours flowing through my heart her love; my love ~

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Caressing her breast as I lift her thighs she cries, softly my keepers name

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As arching into the sky this bow of her ecstasies rapturous, delicious delight...

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Quenching my thirst within her pulped pleasure; as lovingly guiding me unto her lips

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To share with her beauty the juice of her nectar, in this, the fruitful orchard of our love ~

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

...“Raspberry Orange Rhapsody” *


Details | Romanticism | |

Pursue Love

Pursue love,
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.

We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.

My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.

Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.

-9/26/2013-


Details | Narrative | |

I Want to Sing Too

I can’t sing
I mean I can’t sing
I’ll leave the singing to Walt.
But I assume, as he assumes, as you assume, as all assume,
I love like you, love like him, love like the Lord above,
What is there? Singing? Why can’t I sing too?

Every cell and feeling that exudes from me,
Leaves an impression that I’m proud for all to see.
Every smile and gesture makes me a man,
It doesn’t always fit into my plan,
But I think the trepidation is waning,
The insecurity finally is straining.
All this time I’ve wanted to sing,
But it’s always been my failing.

I can’t sing
I mean I can’t sing
No that’s not true.
Something is different.
I no longer assume, I assure.
I don’t wander, I wonder.
I can’t fear, I fight.
I don’t love, I love YOU.

I haven’t sung because of others.
But these others are sisters and brothers.
Sometimes my voice might crack,
The beauty I may lack.
But YOU have opened my mind,
All this time I’ve been behind.
YOU have opened my eyes.
I’ve seen the pretty skies.
YOU have opened my heart,
And I’m ready to start.
YOU have opened my lung,
And I’ll be heard, and sung.


Details | Free verse | |

A Kiss of Sunshine

taking an early walk along the shore awaiting for the royal entrance of the new day through His Love Divine--- I hear the whisper of the cold and gentle wind into my ears saying: the arrival of your majestic prince of the universe has now begun excitements I feel deep down in my heart giving a fleeting glimpse at the side of the ocean there lies the long ranges of mountain-tops seems as if they hide him from me giving me suspense on his final exquisite appearance as the ebbs move gracefully on their way back… carpeting his path waves all arise welcoming him with their loveliest prelude the cold breeze gently wafts the perfumes as peaceful as they could a scent of the blue ocean-potpourri filling the air up to the clouds then down to my mood as my prince finally ascends unto the clear sky through his radiant rays he sends me right away his glowing smiles descending his loving touch mellowed by God’s Loving Embraces from my face creeping down to my whole being all I feel is his warmth: an assurance that forever He cares a very wonderful feeling I can’t explain I close my eyes and raise my gentle face towards his rays trying to absorb all the blessings and graces he brings Oh, what a great and wonderful feeling! keeping still my chin up on high exposing to him my rosy cheeked face as I close my eyes then I protrude my lips As I want to finally feel my Prince Sun’s warmest kiss a kiss of my Darling Sunshine a sweet kiss of love the greatest and eternal love from up above
Feb. 9, 2013 2.30pm Note: I love sunshine! My father gave me a ring when I was still young engraved with words Darling Sunshine because according to him I was born during sunrise. I lost the ring when I was staying in a dormitory as a student. Sixth Place Contest: Verse Poems Judged: 3/12/2013 Sponsor: Poet Nathan A Third Place Contest: A Kiss of Sunshine Judged: 3/25/2013 Sponsor: Poet Gail Angel Doyle First Place Contest: In Honor of my Fave Poem Judged: 4/11/2013 Sponsor: Poet Andrea Dietrich


Details | Ballade | |

Treasures of my soul

Treasures of my soul

One day I had an old age moment
My world went kind of crazy
I really wasn’t thinking straight
My mind went kind of hazy
I gave away all worldly goods
And left loved ones behind
Looking for that greener grass
That most do never find.

I spent a year just hanging there
In  a  nowhere kind of land
What had happened in my mind
I did not understand
But soon my soul was called on back
To the wife I’d left behind
My darling one let me return
She was sweet, and she was kind.

That night I held her in my arms
As her tears just fell, and fell
My heart just bled, my soul screamed out
I knew I loved her well
This lady who would die for me
She cried into my soul
That day my world was born again
My being felt more whole.

Now as I write these words, the tears
Are streaming down my face
And yet these tears come from my soul
These tears are filled with grace
Because that day my lady cried
My life was turned around
I live now just to love that lady
Through this such joy I've found.

27 July 2013 @ 0405hrs.


Details | Epic | |

Romany Gypsy

With flashing eyes she did enthral
as to the beat of drums she danced
a wild flamingo with clacking castanets
her wide hooped skirt was all a-swirl

Golden earrings sparkling and flashing
heels looking impossibly high as she twirls
her eyes flashing enticing messages 
as the men flock to her a mocking laugh

Siren of the senses as well she knows
she taunts and teases as she grabs hold
only to push her admirer head over heels
leaving him stunned and dazed in the dirt

In a puff of smoke she vanishes from view
long rolls of drums call to her to come back
the men look in vain for her return
a soft voice enticingly calls from the shadows

Singing of long journeys to far away exotic places
of caravan wheels swishing and of horses gavotting
of smokey camp fires bristling with full cauldrons
no clue to what lies within just enticing smells

She tells of lovers she has known in distant past
entreating the men, who try their luck to no avail
she sits brushing her long raven black hair of curls
and the sparks fly giving her an ethereal appearance

The fires die low and still she has not yet chosen
it seems she is waiting for someone not now here
flashes of lightening fork across the sullen skies
and the skies open in deluges of rain and thunder

As her admirers scatter seeking shelter she laughs
spinning round and round hair flying out scattering
droplets that glisten and sparkle in pale light
at last she crumbles done to the sodden ground 

A mighty flash of lightening rends the sky in half
highlighting a jet black horse rearing up high
she runs forward laughing he is here, he has come
her gypsy king, he swings her up before him and turns

As the summer storm fades the last fork shows
the two lovers high-lit on the rolling hill
then gone, gone to their secret place of tryst
she leaves lingering memories in men's minds of what might have been


Details | Free verse | |

A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.


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Potpourri

This potpourri is a redolent of our sweet memories When you and I happily shared our love under those deciduous trees Those fragrant petals and autumn leaves were gathered for you to keep Bear in mind that my love for you will never fade; but, it’ll run so deep. You will always be in my thoughts while I’m away When I’m in the battlefield, you’ll always be in my heart to stay You’ll be the source of my valor, strength and hope to be alive You’re the only reason why I always dream to survive. I’ll always remember those blissful moments when I’m with you You always prepare my breakfast - one of the sweetest things you do In our dining room, before you serve the meal for me Center table is adorned with our sweet potpourri. Oh, how lovely to see you one morning upon waking up Your beauty I adore is celebrated outside in musical chirrups In your beige hat, nice dress in billowing skirt with petticoat you wear With your sister, those sweet potpourri – you lovingly share Dining room was entirely filled with a morning grace When sunshine peeps through the window pane, I see a glow on your face An enlightenment I feel, for I know your melancholy soon to vanish When the curtains wave, I’m here my love -- don’t feel any anguish. The picture of you, I paint it enormously in my mind and heart When the sky dims, it will be my only hope to look at As every bit of tiny leaves and petals dispel their fragrance into the air Inhale and feel deep in your heart my everlasting love and care.
June 9, 2013 5. 10pm Note: This is a poem dedicated to George Dunlop Leslie. He is really one of the great painters. I admire him and I’m so impressed with his awesome paintings. I thank our dear friend, Isaiah for sharing him with us /me and his works. He truly inspired me to write this poem especially by one of his paintings, Potpourri. I imagined myself as the lady on his painting. i: ))))) First Place Contest: Any Poem Goes Judged: 6/19/13 Sponsor: Poet Skat Second Place Contest: George Dunlop Leslie (Choose a title from one of his paintings) Judged: 6/17/13 Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst


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Haiku 56 about Love

Her hands upon his window-sill a climbing jasmine


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Marilyn -- A Love Song

Rhapsody playing its crescendo in love's...
Melodic opera's notes; as slowly she lowers
Her sundress, while shyly brushing aside silks
Golden hair gazing into paradise and she smiles
Enchanting her long dark lashes kissing gently my
Warm beating heart her mistress fingers dew within
Every gentle touch destined and nothing can compare
Oceanic fair fondly lying aside her beauty yearnful risen
Spirits to be quenched; thirsting a soothing as she my lips.


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Fate's Occasion

Singular and thus finite
begins the spiral's spinning plight
of eminent foretold collision
love commences in a vision

Unbeknownst before the time
an effigy that burns the mind
now filters clear, emotions raw,
the present image striking awe

Eyes and hair on perfect face
with pouted mouth, the heart doth race
into the thoughts, how to proceed?
laggardly? ...with godly speed?

Clumsily one gathers poise
do thine drums work? there is no noise
at the point, this cosmic stead 
a vocal soul must forge ahead

Words abashed but striking through
perceived by them, return to you
is that a chorus sounding there?
without belief just simper stare

Lives become one single strand
as two entangle by the hand
joy begins to warmly swell
for fate's occasion, two hearts fell


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Tiara in Her

This picture I pick is not her own,
It could be for a bimbo or a night trig. 
This picture with me is not her own,
It could be for a sissy or a bleaching wig.
This picture I hold is not her own,
It could be for a lousy or a neglected lass.
This picture with me is not her own,
It could be for a demon or a girlie class.

This picture I pick is no doubt her own,
It's obvious in her spotless face and her passionate grin.
This picture with me is really her own,
It's obvious in her modest crown and her sincere chin.
This picture I hold is no doubt her own,
It's obvious in her ideal stroll with her gorgeous rose.
This picture with me is really her own,
It's obvious in her charming blouse and her classy pose.



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Do you ever get that feeling

Do you ever get that feeling?

Do you ever get that feeling
When your heart is filled with joy?
When the world feels kind of crazy
And nothing can destroy
All this beauty that’s within you
As it blooms just like a flower
Oh, I wish that you could feel it
It’s a heady kind of power

Do you ever get that kind of bliss
That fills your very soul
Like a bird you feel like flying
And your being feels so whole
Oh I wish that I could pass it on
To all of the human race
Do you ever get that feeling
When your life is filled with grace?

Do you ever feel like dancing?
Like the world’s just here for you
When songs of beauty fill your heart
No matter what you do
Just love, love, love, it fills your cup
And the whole world feels so sweet
This be the way I’m feeling now
And life feels so complete.

15 April 2014 @ 1155hrs.






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Just Below Your Lips



Just below your lips all my desires curled up now whispering love talks to a single beauty spot tonight my world starts from there #########################


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LOVE: "Life, Birds, Bees and Trees"

LOVE:
“Life, Birds, Bees and Trees”

The beauty is nature in birds and the bees,
Hidden life within the hives and the trees,
Exact and complete, as nature doeth please.
 
Birds and bees are of life’s essence to please,
In most unique ways, nature take her ease,
Riding air currents, and nesting in trees,
Dawn of life’s freedoms still rustles in leaves,
Steadfast freedoms of God’s faith believes.

As we stand, in nature’s plan, in awe of bees,
Now of the bee’s honey how nature doeth please,
Dawn of life‘s freedom, still rustles in tree leaves.

The last shall become first, but shan’t be the least,
Hail!  “All good in nature comes from the east,
Enjoy, don't destroy, our nature's beast!”

Bees and birds of nature, beauty and sweet honey, 
Efficient to please, but man loves his money,
Employ not money, but Love life’s honey,
Sweet nature love makes honey, man makes money.

For Contest: The Birds and The Bees
In Honor of: Carol Brown







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COMPLEMENT

COMPLEMENT*
 
 
You told me once
That my eyes are the most beautiful you 
Have ever seen
 
I replied:

If true, my love, 
Is only because into them your stunning beauty
Is reflected!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    04 NOVEMBER 2013


*I am aware that writing this poem I am skating on thin ice,
BUT , wanting to pay back the complement a lady made, I came up 
With this answer for I do not think she is right!






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Hounds from Hell

Hounds from Hell take their toll on your soul
as you walk the mainstreet of mainstream
and watch Saturn and Neptune dance to a simple tone
of silence in the outer space.
As you sit in the middle of the world
alone;
free yourself from the sense of hopelessness,
only see yourself in the mirror of deception
as your reflection laughs at you and looks right through you,
and doesn't have remorse for what it says or does to you.

Hounds from Hell take your soul,
chock you, cut of your air,
the smog and fog blind you in the city of ash.
Hear the hounds from hell howl for your soul,
go now, barracade your soul behind sins and temptation,
Alone, listening to your soul die away,
watch love go away from you, with suitcase in hand,
picture frames broken and collect dust through the sands of time.
Till the cleaning lady comes on Monday, to clean the mess
that you left behind.
You are gone, without a trace of ever returning.
Looks of the Hounds of Hell came for you and stole you from
comfort and warmth,
till the sorrowed heart cracks and pain spills out
and you look at it all spill out over the floor.
The Hounds from Hell have paid a consumable harmage to you,
and your rich soul of sorrowness burns away... slowly.

Fear darkens souls,
innocent souls burn with a new day,
a slumber that has no end
with nightmares haunting every light of hope
there is left in this desolate Wasteland.
Fear and darkness tears a hole in the darkened universe
and we all go to hell to see the Hounds,
who come for us all.
The graveyards fill,
and death guards the tombstones of the dead,
and the flowers burn away on the feet of the dead.

-10/14/2013-


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Hanakotoba


Words are not enough
Language of April showers
Say it with flowers.

Gracious camellia
Daintily posing, but in vain
Begonia lost in thought.

Desirable
Hopes teeming with ambition
Of a stargazer.

From friendship to love
Exchanging yellow petals
With the deepest red.

Delicate beauty
Of hibiscus in full bloom
Inspires iris.

A blushing lilac
Unaware of dawning day
Dreaming of first love.

Bittersweet flower
Ever loyal to the end
Won’t betray a friend.

Parting time is near
Save the memories within
And forget-me-not.

Yellow hyacinth
With a heart that knows no peace
Nest of jealousy.

Morning breeze scatters  
The rich fragrance of jasmine’s  
Deep sensuality.
 
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* Hanakotoba is the language of flowers.
** each flower is bestowed with symbolism & meaning.
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Author: Paul Callus
Contest: Any Poem#21
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placing: 8th


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The Pearl

The moon was a pearl - a large white brilliant pearl of a moon precious like the one I adored as it shone down on us from the sky. The sky was a sea - a broad expanse of midnight blue as deep as the love we made deep in a night swimming with shimmering myriads of stars. And the stars were fish - beautiful shimmering star-fish as bright as the glow in his eyes - those eyes that gazed into mine deep into the night of the beautiful sky - that broad expanse of midnight blue - the sea into which we gazed so deeply in love as the moon met our gaze - the moon that shone down on me and my love most precious - Oh, night of the large, white brilliant moon - the pearl. Written 3/8/13 For the Pearl Poetry Contest of Craig Cornish


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Love poem for a witch

My love
we celebrate your birth
on this night of Sanhaim
when the worlds are whisper-thin
and your magic sings its sweetest song.

Your love draws stars from the sky
lures spirits from the tombs
snow falls from the summer sky
a love so sacred and magical.

Let us meet
surrounded by forest
as the wind
whispers its secret to the trees
we seek the sacred creek
leading to the river that caresses the earth
where flowers rise in rapture to the sun.

This day I am yours
you are mine
we are inseparable in death
by any power or pain
for it is such true love
no death awaits us.

Come with me my love
come back to the one
feel my spirit and take flight
let us see all of creation
let us seek favor from the divine.

God and goddess we shall become
gods of true and powerful devotion
let us be graced
by the moon goddess
by the dragon of the stars
allowing us to burn hot with passion.

Let us draw from the power of the earth
alive and solid
beneath our feet
fertile valley of existence
all our wants and needs
will be satisfied.

Embrace this love
blessed be
your feet
your knees
your womb
your breasts
your lips
blessed be your soul.

My sweet love scented by jasmine
I seek you on the silver slant of moonlight
beautiful moon goddess
your magic is all enthralling
I succumb to your witches cry
I come to your lair softly lit
your Wiccan pattern on the floor to guide me
save me from the river of flames
with the manifestation of your desires
for in you my lover
I am charmed...


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Thracian Eve


Subsequent the fog walls act
white solitaire of dampness sway
the sovereign tall of woods display
- adaxial their lives protract.

Amidst the woods and in the haze
diffused in air's the deep green light
advertent nymph's in veils white
- and ancient Thracian spirits' phase.

An aisling she appeared and ere
her solitude his stare absorbed
she spelled his name - a song birds curbed
- betrothal mountains' claim of ne'er.

A melody of singing aves
upon the slopes where lantern-moons
interconnected with the tunes,
- aloneness of her festal Eves.

Belike beams floated on air streams
the Gods invited while fog's soars,
agremones clothe ancient wars
entwined with Strymon's seaward themes.

Aberdevines on Thracian wold
and nightingales' expanded song
the mountain mists embrace erelong
- abthane the temples eyes behold.

She fled to sooth on ether's heights
steep slopes that mortals followed thence
amid the thyme their lives commence
when nightingales invite the nights.

© G. V., 05-24-2013 All rights reserved
(Ode - Iambic tetrameter)


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SPRING BUTTERFLIES

Cherry blossoms declare it is Spring
Infatuation's breeze is in the air
Dormant days have burst into green
Wonder and awe are everywhere
Love is birthed in those who dare

The young boys compete for attention
And young girls give charmed sighs
Spring butterflies too many to mention
As innocence is kissed goodbye 
The birds and bees you can't deny!

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest Name: A Spring Day in English Quintain 

4-1-14


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I don't write about beauty very often

I don’t write about beauty very often
Maybe that’s because with one eye
I see a blurred pillow
And one corner of your mouth
Your hair resting on the side of your face
Your left eye closed 
In sleep

I don’t write about beauty very often
Maybe that’s because with one hand
I can reach beneath the sheets
And touch your smooth skin
Run my hand along your side
Over your shoulder
Up to your face

I don’t write about beauty very often
Maybe that’s because with a word
I can call on you
And rouse you from slumber
To receive your sincerest regards
As I bid you farewell
Before an unwelcome day

I don’t write about beauty very often
Maybe that’s because it’s become so familiar
I live with you every day
And have grown to expect it
Maybe even treat it too casually
Should learn to appreciate it
And be thankful for it
As it’s you
------

I'm away now for 5 weeks. Upon my return regular transmission will resume. Enjoy, enjoy.


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My Fair Maiden

I called upon yonder window That was up to high for me to be For my maiden gracefully sleeps there In her bed,beside the sea I asked her to come hither For her beautiful face I yearned to see Twas yawning in the morning dew As she slowly came to the window for me To my amazement came forth a ragged wench Whos hair was as raged as the sea With eyes that were burnt as nightposts To bloodshot and squinty to even see For this was not my fair maiden? Whos beauty would forever be But a drunken harlot who came hither That she spent the night with instead of me My heart now broken to pieces Wondering how could this tragedy be? For my maiden now sleeps with a harlot? Without the love that she once gave to me? My mind was now enraged So I dashed for the wrestling sea With thoughts of drowning this useless body That's no longer good enough for my maiden to see With water just over waist height And a large wave about to crash over me I heard a calling from yonder window Twas my beautiful maiden as I turned to see Her beautiful eyes in such distress Her beautiful hair flowing so care free Twas the beauty of my fair maiden That I had called upon yonder window to see For the thoughts that raced through my mind Evidently,weren't truely what happend to be For it was her promiscuous sister Who had come from the other side of the sea My heart now rebuilt with a sigh of love A large wave suddenly crashes over me The last thing I saw was my fair maiden As my lifeless body is carried out by the sea
DannyBoy:1-24-13


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Beautiful Girl Yearning Heart

I awoke one cheery summer morn
and watched the gentle breeze waft the fields of ripening corn
At once I saw the peasant girl off the common
through the branches of white cherry blossom
hurry along the cinder path up yonder hill
to labour long day at the woollen mill.

As pretty as a blessed angel
as sweet as honey from a bee
I an admirer from afar who hast never noticed me.

And in my lonely velvet covered poster bed
In placental home I idle the hours away
so wrapped up in warm repose
I dream about her every night and day.

How I long to stroke her long hair
and nuzzle my weary head at her
heaving bustling breast
and breath in her  ripening alluring womeness.

By the old coach house inn
a field of purple heady lavender grows
a place where the butterflies flirt and dance
and on a star filled moonlit night
has seen many hastened romance
How I long to lay her down
and hold her in my gentle loving hands
and to the nightingales tune
explore the surface of soft ivory
illuminated by the moon..

I left a silver heart shaped locket
and a note wrapped in a posy
upon the path for her to find
I watched as she bent down
to pick it up and looked around
hiding behind the shuttered window blinds.

But she be only a lowly peasant girl
and I a man of nobility
it breaks my love struck  heart to know
our love can never be.



Peter Dome.copyright.2014. Jan.


 


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HER EYES

Your lyric has never been better
I see the boys are out to get her
To dance with you they'd all prefer
Oh, your rhymes are causing a stir
They seek a chance at romancing 
There's much mesmerized glancing
But what they see and what will be
Is on the floor only you and me
And love's bite won't let me go
Girl, you know we've stole the show
Lost in your eyes I don't have a clue
They're wishing, watching me and you
And as they do.. these boys realize
I'm not now or ever going to jeopardize 
So don't even think about breaking in
Just watch her melt, enjoy her grin
Cause when this song comes to an end
On the next we'll be dancing again
No hard feelings you're not bad guys
Protect your egos tell yourself lies
Make some excuse or clever alibis 
Cause I've captured her it's in her eyes
Captured her it's in her eyes
It's in her eyes
In her eyes
Her eyes

Date: 7-6-14


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Flower Song

My petal love
tonight we sing
our souls fill with joy
I poet
have flowers and song for you...

Wine and dinner awaits
a most alluring Spanish moon
has risen over the sea
it is burning
suspended in center of sky
shining on all of the earth...

So sweetly comes the night air
I have roses and carnations
divine for you
small violets with lure of passion
and poignant tone
sweet chocolates for you to choose...

After dinner we shall stroll
down to the seaside
where no one shall see us
and what we have come here to do...

Your voice of fallen air
in zone of wonder in ardent dusk
marches playfully through my ears
as the night falls around us...

It is your orchid my love
my shepherdess of milk white dreams
later tonight my beloved
I will make bouquets of water
kisses upon your breasts and thighs
all with the fragrance of these flowers
I will savor you with joy...

The creator has created you
so you can nourish me
A laying tide of inarticulate air
breaks in front of us
the sea in foam
A symphony beautiful some god has forgotten...

I need your fragrant love
like the flowers need the water
we will see and hear the darkness go
perhaps see the morning light play
come my beloved petal
we live the dream of love tonight...


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Epilogue of Love

To have lived not being loved at all -

hunchbacked like a question mark-

your soul continuously on parole

imagine beauty in the dark


Perhaps we passed each other in the speed

of different trains colliding with the time

in one - abandoned newborn girl in need

the other - useless vagabond and wine.


Was it your Soul who shook the Jacaranda tree

and made it burst and rain with purple fairies?

Or just a whispered cry within the depth of me -

too much horizon and no space for prairies...


Imagine beauty in the dark

When wings demolish walls of sorrow

I'll die again an injured lark

Reborn in Phoenix bird tomorrow.

www.scripca.com


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Narcissus

How deeply Ameinias loved you
The beauty that your face adorned.
The adoration you thought your due
The love of youth you lightly scorned.

As consolation a sword you gave
A paltry gift for such devotion.
You did not care for grief so grave
Derision stoked the devastation.

That sword robbed him of his life
In bitter despair he cried in tears,
"May you one day feel the knife
Of unrequited love that sears!"

In the pool you saw a boy so fair
Felt the fire kindled in your mind,
In awe at such beauty you did stare
Love that will so ensnare and bind.

To seduce this boy in tender kiss
you found reflection in the pool.
Ah Narcissus, how did you miss
Loves sweet embrace in waters cool.

You killed yourself in deep despair
Unrequited love that burn until,
The body that once was so fair
Transformed into a dancing daffodil.

So listen young lovers, hear my plea
Be careful when young love you scorn.
Remember Narcissus, when in spring you see
How daffodils the chilly earth adorn.


Details | Crystalline | |

What gladdens the heart

Flavor in my mind is the one in my garden-
Fragrance of yellow rose that mirrors what gladdens.


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The Devil Wears Armani

The Devil wears Armani
By Steven Cooke

She was eighteen, I was thirty two
She was an unread poem,
I was yesterday’s gift.
Her heart she gave gladly,
Her beauty mine, to enjoy.
Given away in youthful sacrifice,
The Guilt was all mine.

But I take this gift,
For business is good,
And I seek many rewards.
What was love for her,
Was ego to me.

This man, her dream,
My dream, the pleasures of the night.
Her attraction, my Armani suit, my Astin Martin.
My attraction, just another bloom,
Found on the florists shelf.

So follow me, for Chanel no 5 Paris awaits.
Young beauty with eyes, so blue
And hair, so fair,
Who men desire
And women, love,
Come, your catwalk demands.


Look into my eyes, and see your future.
You will see my strength.
I will see my deceit.
You will see my friendship.
I will see my betrayal.
You will see your perfect love.
I will see a naked fool.

But do not judge me,
For my disciples are lined up.
Flashing their Cartier time piece, on life’s bar stool,

Intoxicated by their illusions,
Waiting, with a fashion house web.
To claim the next face,
The next soul, looking for love.
Just As the deserts wait for rain.
It is ordained

For the dove will find no love hear.
Only the thief, 
Who takes her beauty, and plunders her love.
Who will tarnish her soul,
And steal her youth.

Only false Honour left
 Kept in, A Gucci hand bag,
Full of lies, for friends to envy.

So look again my love
Choose wisely,
For the devil wears
Armani tonight.
And Prada will be his next victim.
Can I buy you a drink?
Love the dress.


 


Details | Quatrain | |

The Lady In Red

The lady In Red

She missed out on the green silk dress; it was sold before she did buy
But when the red dress came to the store she did not let this one pass her by
The Lady in Red as she became known set out to dazzle and beguile
She would turn many a head with such a dazzling sexy smile.

This femme fatal set off, not realising the power she did now hold
The swaying of the hips, she was indeed a picture of beauty to behold 
Its low cut neck did display a white décolleté of rare fine beauty
Many came and offered his hand, on one knee as was his duty

The Lady In Red was not easily won, her heart she kept hidden away
Those that tried to win her, found there was a hefty price to pay
The lady in the fire red dress, sashaying down the street
Had them stepping out of doors, and stopping cars just to meet.

One day the Lady In Red fell in love, and then the problems did start
She found there was a price to pay, when she wanted to give her heart
From praying to the devil one day, a dazzling beauty she asked to be
He answered her request with a warning; “Your soul will belong to me.”

She was willing to pay any price to wear the red dress so beguiling
She didn’t look behind her or she would have seen the Devil smiling
The fine print on her request to the Devil, she did not bother to read
‘Your heart and soul will belong to me that’s the payment for your greed.’

The Lady In Red could not give love, just sashay far and wide
Sweeping young bloods off their feet, then casting them out with evening tide
Her heart would have broken, if it was still hers to keep
The young man she fell in love with, was the one that made her weep

He promised love and devotion if only her heart she could give
When she said that didn’t belong to her, he didn’t want to live
She tried to shed some tears but the devil dried them with his fiery finger
“Next time you want something so bad, you better not let your eye linger.”

You asked for dazzling beauty, you promised you were willing to pay
Don’t come weeping to me because you have given true love away
Beauty was more important to you than a genuine heart full of love
You can take this young blood with you, and join as the hand in a glove

But this love you found, this love you desire, the price must still be paid
You can take this handsome youth, but under the ground he must be laid
His life I ask in full recompense and then your love to him you can give
But it will have to be in this lifetime, because you will not be allowed to live.
  
© ~GG~3/12/2012


Details | Couplet | |

The Reflection

I stare in the mirror, my tears fall in vain
Can’t see my reflection through the veil of this pain.

Who is this person I struggle to see?
I don’t want to judge her but it’s surely not me.

This stranger I cast looks so tired and weak,
I wish I could help her but I’m frightened to speak.

Cause it’s dark and lonely in this shell where I’m bound
Where once there was laughter, is now void of sound.

and the beauty I knew in just yesterday’s time,
seems gone in an an instant with life’s rythym and rhyme…..

Then GOD he spoke child…What do you mean?
You’re more beautiful than anything that I’ve ever seen!

The reflection you cast it don’t matter to me,
What matters is that you can see what I see.

That your spirit is filled with a breath that is true.
And a beauty so deep that this world can’t undo.

I know that your journey seems to heavy to bear.
But I’ve given you family that love and who care.

So hold on tight through the dips and the turns,
For the ones who believe are the precious who learns.

And wether your journey is to stay here or go,
Please know I love you so much more than you know.

I wish I could tell you the beauty that awaits…
But you will know only, when you see heavens gates.


Details | I do not know? | |

Wrestling Verses


Wrestling Verses


Spilling ink onto paper,
reading tea-leaves,

fragments of mirth,
shards of anguish,

remain,
trapped in rolled-up sleeves.


Turning up my collar,
as blue as these days that slip by,

scattered verses plunge into,
the fathoms of unknown waters.


My ink runs, slips, treading lightly,
penning odes to love on bare skin,

your skin,
your bare back my canvas,

my fingers tracing, caressing, scribbling,
homages to our laughter, our tears.


Wrestling verses,

lie spent, exhausted,
famished and parched from saying too much,

still,

my fingers tickle your soft skin,

my ink would run dry,

were it not for your gentle touch


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Peaches and Cream

She was looking my way, I had nothing to say,
Though I'd dreamed that this day would transpire;
With her beaux all around, why would she look at me
With such interest and playful desire?

She was heading my way, what on earth would I say
To the prettiest girl in the town?
And how could I bear all her sunshiny hair
Or her eyes, speckled golden and brown?

I thought, "This is the one! Mercy, here comes the sun!
If I stare, I shall surely be blind:
Though I be somewhat plain, if she choose to remain
I'd be last in the county to mind."

Then my eyes turned away as she sweetly did say
Pretty phrases I cannot recall;
And I mumbled replies, though they might have been lies,
Since I cannot remember at all.

Of that bright day in May but one thing I can say,
She was dressed in a soft yellow gown;
'Twas a lemony hue that was buttery too,
And with eight shiny pearls buttoned down.

Then I asked if she'd dance at the Cunningham's manse,
At the ball on the fourteenth of June;
She replied, "Oh, how good! Yes, I certainly would;
And I hope I shall talk to you soon."

What a wonderful day! Still with nothing to say
I just whistled an old happy tune;
Having primrosy dreams of sweet peaches and cream
As I counted the hours of June.

(Written February 12, 2014)


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Intoxicating wordless Sound

Seeking the solace in its voice
As it sings and serenades.
Intoxicating wordless sound
Carried along on air currents,
Transforms wind to song.

Mellow notes with breathless voice
Plays like a lovers embrace.
Deep earthy sounds perceived by ear.
Romancing my heart through song,
An alluring sound from the flute.


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I Believe In Love

 
Softly whisper your passion, The ecstasy that knows no ration. I believe in Love, always and forever, For your Love, I'll wait forever . The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch, so many little things that make me love you so much. For you define beauty in both body and mind, Your soft, gentle face more beauty I'll never find. I only need you to be complete touch, I want to hold you oh so much. You have become my every dream at night, But I know I have to wait until the time is right. In my dreams you say those words I long to hear, And when I look in your eyes, I know you're sincere. Yet I found love through my dreams, To me they were true so it seems. Now I have found what I am looking for, It's you and your love and nothing more. It feels so right to be so near, Sometimes this love is worth a tear. You're the prettiest girl, your beauty is flawless My love for you boundless through time and space.


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Mariposa

Butterfly
painted lady
spread your wings

Thighs of color
pose your love

I light
candle flame
for you
I am
consumed by fire

Since my house
has burned down
I can see
the moon more clearly

I gaze upon
your Eden
falling upon me

I run blindly
to you
as you mount
flowers
in my garden

As I hold you
in my arms
do not
let me feel
your departure
upon my hand...



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The girl among the leaves

Oh, rest once more on my green pasture,
like you did the night before, my blossom:
Yesterday, the breeze took your scent afar
stealing the furtive and precious pleasure  
that I shared only with the evening star
that courts lonely the pink-dyed moon.
 
Remember the day when a wayward twist,
while you walked among the flower walls
measuring beauty with tepid innocence,
left you bare-dressed only by modesty
and then you hid your fair semblance
with blue, red, white and yellow petals.
 
Oh, lay and let me feel your breath on me,
your chest pressed against the dry leaves
dew drops sliding down by your back.
Spring after spring, you have come alone,
stepping merrily on the old stone track
after the quietness that nature improves.
 
Beauty and nature share one essence,
Unspoiled by the time reaping presence.


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YOUR BEAUTY

YOUR BEAUTY


Your beauty
Was reflected into
My eyes
And beautiful the world
Since then
I see 



©Demetrios Trifiatis
  20 January 2013


Details | Free verse | |

Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


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No Way of Telling?

In a blue morning sky

I watched her going

As she turned to say goodbye

Her strawberry auburn hair still blowing

In this heart deep inside

Inside her smile....

Where her love shall reside

These tears not knowing

That our time in this place

A place that left us

With a rose petal trace....

While seasons passed by

Now alone, to fade away

Her strawberry auburn hair still blowing

Across her dark chocolate eyes

Her spirit going....

And I can't find a verse

To say I'm sorry

For this chance unrehearsed

Where beauty found us

In the still of the night....

When words were whispered

From two souls that collide

But now their parting 

These dreams....

In a black darkened hearse

That calendars carried

To this day in reverse

No way of knowing

While she turns back again

Her driver waiting....

As I then drop my hand

And watch her going

On the breeze that brought her here

Her beauty leaving

Water marks upon this heart

Which let her walk on....

Before these tear brim filled skies

These eyes which held her

In the still loving nights

Where flowers blossomed

This song deep inside

Two souls colliding....

On a path drawn for life

A life now fading

With these dreams that we shared

That see her going

Before she turns to say goodbye

Afore this knowing....

Dark shadowed sky

Her beauty lingers

As I then sweep these eyes

Inside her smiles

Now frozen tears....

I watch her leaving

While we both, wave goodbye

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

No way of telling?


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THE SPARKLES

THE SPARKLES


The sparkles of your
Eyes
Ignited the passion in my
Heart 
That burst into the flames of 
Love 
And consumed my very soul!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
     14 MAY 2013 







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I WENT FOR A WALK TODAY

I went for a walk today
Hoping I wouldn't see you
Because I don't know what to say

I looked at every face in the crowd
Hoping it wasn't you
But that's not really true

Every laugh melted my heart
Echos of a past now broken apart
Seems everyone reminded me of you
A glimpse here and there of what we'd do

I remember how..
Your songs made me high
Being with you was always blue sky
I was crazy to ever say goodbye
Like a fool I chased a pretty lie

Now baby, time stands still
My songs have lost their thrill
I dance but it no longer rhymes
My mind is a captive of better times

I looked at every face in the crowd
Hoping it was you
Somehow I wish you knew

I wouldn't know what to say
Hoping I'd see you anyway
I went for a walk today

Contest: Linda's #8
Date: 6-15-14


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BECOMING US

You're on a roll, just like a show, maybe I know
You light the way, I want to play, I'm ready to go

Strike the match, feel the friction, oh so inspired
It's getting hot, I've got the fever, let's perspire 

Like the dawn, morning sunrise, angelic voice
You call, I chose you, girl you're my choice

Your words, like braille, rise on my heart
My words, you could tell, right from the start

Embers ignite, what a sight, on a moonlit night
A lover's leap, I want your heart, I'll make it beat

This kind of flame, can't be tamed, don't even try
You're the one, let's have some fun, no alibis 

Take the ride, let's not hide, what's obvious
Hand in hand, you and me,  let's become us

What a rush, girl feel the rush..
you and me, 
What a rush..
me and you..
becoming us!

Date: 6-11-14


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Oh Your Beauty

Attractive girls portraits (23) Your beauty extends Into the heaven Whispering secrets of Happiness and affection. You look up at me and smile With crinkles in the Corners of your eyes. The smooth beauty of bare skin, Soft stroke of hair like feathers. I'm lost in the smell of Your hair & skin, Your eyes pierce my soul. Gaze upon me With those eyes again, I'm longing to be lost In your embraces. You are exquisite fire, A smooth burn of wild beauty. Your curly, long, light-burgundy hair frames An exquisite blend of exotic beauty. Your touch sends me over the edge, A longing which no verses can describe.


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The Brass Unicorn

Gazing across her stately field of daisies, this domain..
Gathering love's bouquet arranging they a repose's vase
In heart's boudoir a shooting star; sitting, atop Scarab's sill.


Details | Pantoum | |

You Inspire

I cannot help but smile at the very thought of you
You create an image of loveliness that so inspires
For deep within this man rages a fire burning true
The very thought of you releases new desires

You create an image of loveliness that so inspires
Your face of beauty gives my mind words to write
The very thought of you releases new desires
As poetic fires burn from the flames you so ignite

Your face of beauty gives my mind words to write
So all come together then, neatly and with flow
As poetic fires burn from the flames you so ignite
Your beauty gives my poems light, eternal glow

So all come together then, neatly and with flow
For deep within this man rages a fire burning true
Your beauty gives my poems light, eternal glow
I cannot help but smile at the very thought of you


Details | Free verse | |

What Is It To Be A Tree

What is it to be a Tree?
Do trees ever mind being so close ...so intertwined ?
Do they ever long for space as I do? 
Do they prefer to be so meshed…branches touching branches
 all the time or do they like me long 
............................................................for autonomy

Do their branches reach for another’s touch? 
….................stretching to find it?
Do they cling and pine when isolated …as we do sometimes?

When a tree falls does another one grieve?
...............................................................

Do they sometimes wish to be free?
To be as free 
as he does....... from me?

Does life always include such serious stuff? 
Or do trees simply shift in the breezes
of superfluous fluff?

Do they ever 
wish 
to find
the sea?
To fly 
to fly?
just 
like me?
What on earth is it like ....to be?
to be a standing…a standing only ...are they lonely? 
beloved tree?
What is it?
to be a tree?



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a second thought

You buy her a rose.
Make your way downtown only to find out through a text she wants to see other people.
You go to throw away your rose......but before you do, it hits you.
The flower is no less beautiful.
It smells just as heavenly.
The world still turns and you notice all the eyes on you and your beautiful flower....
What a lucky girl she must be they think.
What a lucky guy I am I think. 
To hold such a elegant flower.
He leaves it on the train seat and leaves.


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Then came the sun

This night they were lions
sleek and powerful
entangled in the equinox
of midnight and morning...

Then came the sun
ending a night in which
seduction was her only intent
she the lover
the courtesan
dark as night
he the crazy poet..

Prompting each other
to do what to them pleases
unconcerned with darkness and light
damp white sheets
covered heartbeat rhythmic...

A feast of tongue and touch
the sounds of gentle moans
such soft slow love
where none existed before
he was hungry
she was hungry
they fed each other...

From her dominion
she was lovely
she was precious
wrapped in silence...

They loved
they slept
then came the sun
gone was she
slipping away between the barrier
of dusk and dawn..

Back to the secret place
of refuge and whispers
she was not meant to be
with her new found lover
in the daylight hours..

Leaving behind
two tiny holes in his neck
perhaps she was
a vampire...


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Greatest news ever

Just landed in my ears
just dazzled my mind 
my local political head 
I was talking to him today
Lord you send such a beautiful messages to me
the past couple of days 
I suggested a gift from God
that his great light shone over me
In reverence to Our Most Holy Spirit
telling him my great news 
Now he has said 
that he will do everything in his power
To get me published wow stunned 
I was hearing hearing his pride in me
Its like coming out of a cave 
alone as a hermit in the mountains
Now I have found peace
In love everything shines so bright
Thank you Lord and master 
for showing me and helping me see 
to draw in your light
I even mentioned getting my lonely prayer
for Christmas donated to the church of granite 
In the shape of a crucifix 
whom my grandfather help build
A cross pointing to Heaven
Golden guilded to the house off God


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Beautiful day

Oh how  beautiful the day you  gave to me
 
A new and bright glorious day your mercy is new and your love is fresh
 
Lord I desire your ways and  your rest to see your hand touch my life
 
Is great and peaceful and keeps me right
 
 
 
I stand  and look inside my soul
 
The way you make things unfold
 
The little things Lord they make me new
 
The touch of the wind gives me life from  you.
 
 
The flowers and  there fragrance are lifting me up
 
I love you Lord your precious to me even though I fail and wander you take me in and make me humble
 
Your  ways are glorious why can't the world see the light you  give inside me take my hand Lord help me be
 
The woman you made when you set me free.
 
 
 
Written by:©Betty Bolden
 
9-6-04
 
All poems are copyright!©


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The Boatman's Song 5/ Many

The Boatman’s Song                                      5/Many

Where one very rarely finds love, hopes and joy in life
Sometimes, even the noblest souls on earth
Have suffered tortures and pains
Even some have sacrificed their lives in agonies and pains
So that others may see that beam of light

Think again Urveshi think
The ecstasies of the joys and thrills
You have witnessed in the pleasures of
Your dance, music and dwellings 
Which no humans can even think of 
Would be lost for ever and for ever
And you will also miss the most 
Prominent among all
The blessings of heaven to keep you young
And beautiful, without aging for ever and for ever

The charms of youth which you are enjoying here
Would no longer be there on earth
Aging and wrinkles, sorrows and worries would 
Evaporate slowly, the glow of your skin and charms
Time would also erode slowly the heart capturing 
Beauty of your enchanting eyes and the youthful beauty
Of your rising and falling bosoms
Slowly very slowly your dance steps would miss
The youthful rhythms of your legs
And more slowly your songs will miss 
The melody of your tongue and voice

You would also see that your fans here and there 
And dear ones too would fly 
With the passing of time on earth
Leaving you alone without any one to adore 
And no one to praise and to throw even a 
Lovely glance on a beauty on decline

The glory of your name and fame
Would get lost with the passing of time
And even the most close to your heart too 
Would not stand to console and support you
In the hours of your need and time

Can you imagine Urveshi, such a life?
And such an end of your rejuvenating beauty
And an end of your glorious 
Youthful performances of heaven
In the hands of time and mortality on earth,

Here in Heaven you are the queen of
Everyone’s heart
Your ravishing beauty and heavenly youth
And the melody of your songs and dance
Would remain young and evergreen
For ever and for ever
Without ever experiencing, what is an old age
Pains, sufferings and the agonies of departing
From your most dear, near and beloved ones
Which often kills the human hearts
Making them weeping and rolling in tears

Ravindra 
				to continue ....			
				
Kanpur   India 8th January 2010  
* Apsara (A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra (The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge, music & arts)


Details | I do not know? | |

Seattle walking with Mona Lisa

Ciao Bella
Early Misty, morning raining in Seattle, businessmen rushing, hitting the concrete 
pavement trying to make those battled Seattle dollars. Walking down the street a refine 
gentlemen with such style and grace doesn't seemed bothered at all he holds on gently, 
yet firmly to Mona Lisa.Past art, living art, art walking in motion beauty upon beauty a 
gentlemen with good taste he and his umbrella Mona Lisa.


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Shine

Hours contemplated, yet words just cease to come, Until I open my eyes and gaze at dawn’s sun I remember words spoken in a haze of a dream, Resting on the thoughtful tongue passed from you to me Ignorance for many a time drew shadows upon my brow, But as moments gain importance, I smile upon the Now I thank God for the present, the future and the past I thank God for you—may your happiness ever last This heart is so keen on showing you the reflection of your light There’s so much more to you, but the little I know is bright Such a beautiful, priceless wisdom we so closely share Despite the distance, we have a connection beyond compare That connection inspires these very words I see them in the eyes of larks, in the wings of the birds And as they take to the sky blue pink heavens, The sun stands still between two mountains in reverence There’s a certain shine there taken far with the breeze, Stirring every morning whisper on the leaves of the trees It is there I seek the gleam of a wondrous green eye A bedazzling spark spirals as transparent as the sky That shine grows whenever thought traces your shade, Leading me to a place where splendor never fades I cannot quite fathom why these words do surmise Even now as I write, they take me by surprise These sentiments become clouded in darkness at times Emotion cries for significance and words just lose their rhymes But still they flourish, like the bud of the midnight rose Blooming for daytime dimples and lofty cock-crows Through adventurous verse of glorious morning song, There’s a trust so small that you will tag along Understand that I write only to lift you far Hoping this will reach the heights to where you are Each eye sees differently, yet few minds connect Few hearts allow such ardent light to reflect You are good, and hold a powerful array One that spreads color, a sunset to end the day You may find many fortresses falling all around, But you remain kind and strong, lifting those that are down It must be in your nature, or in the paths you roam Even as many come to ruins, hope is etched on every stone That hope remains in you and it need not be said That it is the life you live—the very ground you tread You are one of few favorite thoughts of mine Your words are clever and your smile is divine I look forward to every single night, Picturing your smile as you walk into the light And I always thank God for you and pray That you will always shine, each and every day
1/11/13 to DW


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DANCING IN PANDORA

I live in  a faraway densely forested habitable moon,
orbiting in the central Alpha Centauri star system.
I am a blue-skinned sapient humanoid,
and a pride of Omaticaya clan in paradise of Pandora.

I own the beauty of  precious gem, a diamonds that glow.
Glistens like a crystal water softly flowing in  a stream.
I love to ride in a back of Toruk, my flying dragon friend,
While embracing the love of the man, my avatar king.

The nature is where my heart beats...
I love the scent of  flowers bloom in the field.
And enthralled my emotion with the song of  birds.
Then make love with the avatar in the midst of forest.

In the land of Pandora, I cherish the love that I've found.
The gift of goddess Eywa, our life has sustained.
Value every single tears that these eyes held,
Then give all my strength to defend the beauty of our place.

This is where I  found the man who changed my world.
I treasure every moment that our eyes met.
With his hands I feel secured,his touch made me stronger .
 His lips I surrendered all the love I can share.

Nature and love , an eternal power from within.
This world has a lot of precious things to offer.
Come to me, let us dance in the psalm of breeze.
And cherish this divine freedom from within.


Inspired by fictitious character of "Neytiri"
from the movie "AVATAR"
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THE IVORY ROSE

Victorian white lace, ivory fair of face,
Lips as red, the rose bud does grow, and is
Cut's deeply by it's own thorns.
Graceful maiden, beauties sheer elegance,
Of olden years past, weep ye no more.
Within the golden looking glass, she dances,
To a yearling's lullaby forgotten.
A lone figure in a solitary waltz, gliding,
Stepping ever so lightly, no sound is made,
Except for the beating of ones own heart.
A ghostly image, held hostage in time, 
Frozen within a glass prison of pain,
Is this the lady of white.
Clouds of powder, set against a blue hued,
Sky above, is heaven so far away, to her touch.
A faded Porcelain doll, is she with eyes
Devoid of life, yet alive.
Hands do smack against the glass, but it is
A jail cell, the intent purpose, to hold
Hostage, what remains within. 
This door barred shut, has no key, or release,
Time's measurement, lies in rhythm, a ticking
Clock set, on perpetual motion.
Sorrow's tears melt into nothingness, her
Spirit bound to linger in a hollow image,
Emotions haunting loveliness, a broken
Soul of despair.
Will no guardian angel, wrap her beneath
Their wings of pity's warmth, nay even justices
Avenging, shall not dare to enter within.
Shattered crystal shards, burst forth, and memory
Fades to blackness, a white sheet covers the mirror,
And no light is shone, in this world of illusion.
Victorian white lace, ivory fare of face,
Lips as red, as the rose bud that grows,
And is cut deeply by it's own thorns.
Petals plucked by the forlorn, lead some
Down a path that should not be traveled,
Beware the lonely heart, follow nay the
Sweet voices echoing within the nights
Darkness.






Details | Haiku | |

An innocent love triangle

me and you love plant                                                                                                 three rising ambient light                                                                                               one parasol folds                     *                         *                                                                 Oxalis triangularis -the love plant


Details | Quatern | |

Beauty Analyzed

To a less than discerning eye Illusive beauty is not found. An artist may observe it there In any ordinary thing. There is beauty not apparent To a less than discerning eye, Clear to an enchanted lover Gazing at his beloved one’s face. A child may think of his mother As being the fairest of fair. To a less than discerning eye Her innate beauty is not seen. We each observe in our own way This world in which we all must share. The beauty that we find not there To a less than discerning eye. Rewritten for correct form


Details | Free verse | |

Rhapsody


Stay elusive shade
of my beloved
I wish to caress
the rounded hills
of your form...

My hands seek
the fertile valleys
entangled in gentle branches
green and cool
that are you...

You, silent giver
of secret worlds
sweet love of non-illusion
hands of tender leaves...

With obedience of steel
my heart follows your attraction
why lure me with solicitations
only to vanish and depart?

Lay with me
upon bed of sailing ship
unclasp and unzip revealing such beauty
close your eyes and hear my moans
embrace being fully human...

Share my bed
tyranny triumphs over pain
lay next to me in praise of my bed
until the early morning light
brings fresh blues and friendly reds...
~ ~


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Dawn Breaks

The breaking of dawn
and I start my day off with a yawn,
the dew covered the lawn,
the cool air blowing through my window
as the streets still soaked with the nightfall rain
comforted the scene of a beautiful sunrise
a gorgeous start to a new day.

See the flowers covered with droplets of dew and rain
feeling no such thing we call pain,
Dawn breaks,
as the sun rises with its powerful rays
that blind me in the far East,
the purple midnight skies go away,
and are replaced by ocean blue waves
and marshmallow, puffy clouds
that hold no more rain.

The sky idel upon a canvass of life
as the morning comutes travel down the steps
with coffee and newspaper in hand.
The women walking their dogs,
men catching the morning buses to work.
No use for pork
when you can't catch the morning train.
And then it starts to rain.

But the sun still shines,
and the moon is still out,
this moment, as dawn breaks
we are stuck in a parrallel between two worlds.
Such beauty in a morning sunrise
as the blue, dawn covered streets shine
as the sun reaches high over the Eastern treelines
and the lions roar and the birds fly south.

Waking up to a new, broad day
next to you, as the sun shines upon your sweet face.
I compare you to a morning sunrise
as Dawns break into a silent worldpool of a new beginning.
Something tells me that I am going to have a good day.

Waking up to a new, a new dawn
with a loud and relaxing yawn,
as I smell the dew on the lawn
See the moon and stars fade away,
and purple twilights go to sleep, on some other part of the world
Love for a sunrise in a morning dawn
that is the most beautiful scene any man has ever seen!




For the Contest: Morning Poems
Sponser: Poet Destroyer A
Written by: Christopher Boskovski


P.S. A poem for you my lovely Linda, I hope you enjoy this lovely and beautiful poem about the break of Dawn! :)


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatmans Song 1/ Many

1/ To be continued in many parts

It was a different era and it’s a different story
Of a boatman and his enchanting melodies 
An Apsara* falling in love with that boatman 
But the boatman having a different love story  

The boatman used to carry simple villagers 
From one bank of the river, to its other bank everyday
While moving his boat on the river  
He used to sing those heart touching stories 

His voice in itself was a melody 
Bestowed on him by the Goddess Saraswati*
And his love songs were the songs of true love stories
Sung by the boatman, in full throated ease and beauty
While oaring his boat in the river side stream
Flowing between a Jungle, on one bank side of the river
And long sand dunes spreading  
All over the other non ending side of the river Ganges

Charmed by boatman’s voice and songs
And charmed by the beauty of the enchanting Jungles* 
Spread all along the one side bank of the calmly flowing river Ganges
His passengers used to get lost in the melodies of his songs
So long as his boat was moving from the sand bank of the river stream 
To its Jungle end every time the boatman carries some passengers

One day the echoes of his melodies crossed 
The airy levels of earth and started flowing
Like a soothing cool breeze, even in heaven
And charmed all the heavenly bodies in the court of Indra*
He listened them almost spellbound and became enchanted 
By the echoes of those unheard melodies of the boatman

Urveshi* who was a crown beauty among the Apsaras* of Indra* 
And was much more than, beautiful and charming
Among all the Apsaras of heaven, found her lost in hearing
The echoes of those love songs sung by the boatman 

Urvasi found one day after hearing those echoes 
That she was in love with them and became restless 
To hear the real songs of the boatman, while sitting before him
In his boat in the river Ganges on earth 

Urveshi asked the Lord of Heaven Indra*
If she can go to earth to hear the songs of the boatman
As the echoes of his songs had made her restless beyond imagination
She found that even she can not enjoy the heavenly pleasures
Till she quenches her thirst of listening the melodies 
Of that boatman, he was singing on earth


Ravindra
	
Kanpur India 4th January 2010

* Apsara=   A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology 
* Indra=   The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi=   One of the most beautiful Apsaras (nymph) of Indra 
* Saraswati = Goddess of knowledge, music & arts as per Hindu mythology
* Jungle =  Forest


Details | ABC | |

Longing

Longing.

if time heals all wounds,?
my cure lies in patience,?
if sadness makes us stronger,?
sorrow lives as my acquaintance,
the sun rises slowly but has to set again too soon,
the sun brings us the light but is only shadowed by the moon,
the sun shows our imperfections, and the moon leaves them transparent,
but if i speak truth let me be a declarant,
true beauty shines through when under darkness, moon or sun,
your beauty stay true, equalled by none,
time will heal not being by your side,
and the sorrow will give me strength to be proud that i tried,
one day you will find a love much greater than I,
i just long for the chance to say that your mine.


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Begging Lips

Oh dearest 
most beautiful divine darling 
Like an angel uplifting love 
the ground begins crumbling 
underneath these feet 
floating I am to you 

In every warm breath kissing 
sweet sun setting delight 
you're always making me smile 
Even in the darkest night 
you're my fire fly 
blazing hot a dream 

When I am a fallen angel 
your love reaches down and picks me up 
Straight from out of the darkness 
that enveloped my being 
Whom rouses the spirit high 
empowering the mind 

Deeply dancing around this soul 
joyous music now sings 
smiling pure milky white 
would love honey 
just to kiss you 


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Apollo and Daphne



Silver floats the moon and boughs slender sway,
fleeing on her trembling breath
her light feet braves.
Rising of the lea in the dappled grey,
As she wore her verdant robes,
on her vestal form in surging waves.
He shielded her beauty in his embrace..
Her golden showers 'tween their stillness clasp,
as she lay glistening in his sighing grasp.

Stars shine in sheaves amid the elven shades,
that linger upon her fair brow,
hemmed with crystal strings and golden flakes.
His bride to be ne'er, 
nymph of forest glades;
heard afar, beyond the hills,
her lone whisperings,
his yearning heart is left on her braided wings.
His love sweet fragrance with each breath endowed,
to wreathe the laurel with his words avowed.

Inside her heart she felt, his eyes' commands,
beneath the curling hair in misty wake,
that floated rough, untied about those lands,
his breezy handsomeness enhanced, and ache.
And she accepted him, at dawning break,
upon her nape then felt, the greening sea,
his vows proclaimed and triumphant heart's spree. 



..

((3rd Stanza - In Rhyme Royal))


For Giorgio Veneto's contest : "Impress Me III !"

Motif : Epic / Romantic

Written by : gautami phookan









Details | Free verse | |

The Earring

A hidden treasure
shiny and gold
underneath my pillow
almost a perfect circle
once hanging
from a lovely earlobe
on the gypsy lover
that came and went with the moon.

The wind has brought me
her name this morning
I recall the blue and gold scarf
that draped her shoulders
apple-blossom cheeks
bright red lips slightly apart
affection waiting to love
my gypsy lover with golden earring..

This symbol of such beauty
when the light bathed them
they had a sort of twinkle
elegance and grace
adding to her loveliness
mimicking in a strange way
this piece of her left behind

Perhaps she will return to retrieve it
my heart awaits!
~ ~ ~ ~


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Delusion

Dreams they're all around me,

it's hard to tell  real life.

Monsters like in fairly tales,

my emotion turns to strife. 

The sun starts getting closer,

my skin it starts to burn. 

I look for somewhere to run

but don't know where to turn. 

 

He makes his way towards me majestic also wise,

it was hard for me to distinguish between what's loving and what's lies.

My heart it starts to flutter,

My body starts to fall-

I try to scream out for help 

but I don't know who to call.

 

Thus the journey's over,

now I'm on the ground.

Tears fall from my eyes-

my heart nowhere to be found.


Details | Free verse | |

Hawk's Eyes

in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck me dumb - 
sending a tremor through my soul...

marvelling, pretending an air of studied uncaring 
i watched you through a veil of wind-blown hair 
and tried to ignore the yearning sighs of the 
blood in my veins, 
and the keening of a heart that was broken - 
that, seeing you, healed briefly - 
only to fracture again every time you turned away

you were fatal...
i knew this in my marrow, even as i stared, 
riveted, at your cherub's innocence, 
suffocating, slowly - sweetly - 
in the decadent gold-striated hazel of your 
hawk's eyes
you were a killing blow out of the blue, 
and once again i was lost...

"angel" i wanted to cry, "angel, ask my name..."
but, naive as Adam, you lost yourself in the bustle 
and sand-blasted clamor of your clawed companions...
bereft i hovered, a lonely kestrel riding the chill wind 
of your ignorance...
a single tear slid down my cheek; 
oh i would have impaled myself on a thousand spears, 
if it would only make you run to my side 
and scoop me into your bronze embrace

but time slid by and planets shifted - 
the day's end drew near...
desert dunes dissolved into the hazy purple of night,
and i was forced to say goodbye; 
to pretend love at first sight was just a giddy adolescent joke, 
and that your image wasn't tattooed on my heart 
in blood and fire...
only then, as my soul swelled with the bitter bile of 
disappointment, did you turn and behold 
the torment of your beauty written on my face...

boyish, innocent, your eyes clashed with mine - 
and melted my core to lava - 
and gave my battered heart wings; 
clipped wings perhaps, but wings nonetheless...
you smiled, a saccharine-coated admission of acknowledgement, 
even as your eyes stabbed cruelly, violated my bruised soul, 
and the sun set at your back - 
gilding you in demonic flame...
and in a blazing flash, that was it, the die was cast, 
reeling, bleeding, i broke our searing gaze;
'angel you may be, my oblivious love,'
i thought as i walked away 
'but devil you are for wounding me this way - 
and never even knowing my name'


Details | Quatrain | |

My Scarlet Woman

Amongst the oaks and the maples and shrubbery so green
Runs a translucent flow, a stream so pristine
It's meandering contours hugging the land
Takes me back to the day, we met unplanned

The sky was pale blue on this hot summers day
Cotton wool clouds in mesmerising display
It's as if you could reach out and brush with your hand
This candy floss coating ceiling our land

Many meadows I walked through capturing the sounds
Listening to her marvels in cinema surround
Technicolour rainbows so radiant to the eye
Such beauty in nature, understandably why

I reach the turn-style that leads to the forest walk
Listening to the breeze through the trees as if they talk
These pillars of stature, as old as grandfathers years
Many stories they could tell, that would bring you to many tears

As I stroll through the leafy lanes, mapped out over many years
Trampled underfoot by it's inhabitants, badgers and beautiful red deer
I now reach the stream as I follow it's meandering flow
To a pool at it's end where past maidens bathed in glow

My ears now pick up sounds of singing and a splashing
Resonating from the pool, a glimpse of pink now flashing
A lady stands before me, bathing in the stream
Scarlet clothing in sporadic lay, am I in some kind of dream

I call out to this beauty as she turns and looks at me
Towards the bank she walks, and invites me in with she
Knee deep in crystal waters our bodies close in touch
My clothing now drifts away, the two of us in clutch

Into our eyes we both now look as blood flows through my veins
Her touch is soft and gentle, my hands now stroke her mane
Deeper we edge out as she floats and hugs my waist
The two of us in join in this beautiful serene quiet place

Our emotion creates commotion as our undulations reach the shore
Ripples of joy they are as underwater hands explore
The coldness incites a reaction, in pert and firm caress
In delightful blend we release, two souls in loving press

Kissing we reach the bank, on her summer dress we lie
Sighing in breathless spoon, we stare at the green canopy sky
Many, many hours have passed, lying naked below the peeking sun
This is the day I met my scarlet woman, the day our lives began





http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-11.php


Details | Free verse | |

Summer Sweet You

Shooting in the Heaven's a fireworks in this sky
To love you deeply in this world in which you gave me
You're a hot exploding star even the moon smiles on you
wishing magical dusting thoughts the soul left my body

A fairy queen dream she who smiles in sunshine rays
gently soft warm sweet sweeping emotions touch me
looking across faraway hills sparkling inner vision
falling on a star shining out blue white radiant love

Pure burning warm hot bright dazzling my eyes with deep beauty
Who shot me down in a blaze of glory I kiss the earth 
salted sea falling golden spiraling cupid's arrow 
strikes sweetest chords deeply in the heart when our two souls met

In paradise I am lost in sweet surrender 
within a summer warm dream floating sent lingering
Hawthorn bushes drifting aroma honey beautiful 
summer dream hotly melting desires holding each other

Embracing you I remember thinking thank you
most precious jewels pouring for you out of a sun 
setting teapot pours out awaiting Christmas making plans
you have made my year so golden I am in debt to love


I wrote this just posted it.  back in July i read this to someone very special it starts out in 12 syllables 13/14/14 they rise for a reason inside emotions draw 


Details | Sestina | |

What Thing More Beautiful?

If there be some one thing more breautiful
Than to lie with you in warmth and dark,
I would fear that it might burn my soul away
Before the purging purity of light
Its perfection must diffuse.
Your love is all the beauty I may stand.

I carry what we make within this dark,
Our human near-perfection, out into the light
Each day; each moment as I stand
Against the ravages of life I take away
Those stains that fall diffuse
Upon my careless soul, and mar the beautiful.

It is the love of you that brings the light
Into the confusion of my doubtings' dark
Securing what fitful fate may bear away,
That grants the strength to stand
Opposed to all things foul, in alliance with the beautiful,
Committed to a hope as noble as it is diffuse.

There is a light that will not pierce the dark
As we lie conjoined, our love diffuse
About us as the night in little measures leaks away;
It would but blind the eye, if seen, this sacred light
Before which no ill thought may stand,
This light that paints the unseen beautiful.

All worthy things are also most diffuse
As are the light, the dark, the beautiful.
Their meanings advance, recede, then turn away
From our poor apprehension's gropings dark,
Even as our hope moves us to apply what light 
We may, to illumine that before which we stand.

So in the end, my mind, struck dumb, turns away
From the mystery, in consult to stand
With the heart within the lovethick dark
Where you lie near and shining without light
Within that sphere of all good things diffuse
About us, incomprehensible and beautiful.


No; there can be to me no thing so beautiful
As the light of you shining in unbroken dark:
Your love is all the beauty I may stand.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatman's Song 3/ Many

The Boatman’s Song        3/ Many


Indra was aware that Apsaras Urveshi
Was the incarnation of heavenly beauty 
And her restlessness and impatience can spoil
The very beauty of her body and dance
Which was the pride and embodiment of perfection

He also knew that without Urveshi
Even the heaven would look lifeless, without any beauty
Everyone in heaven had thrown their hearts
To get only one glance of Urveshi’s adorable loving eyes
During her dancing sessions, the junior Gods of Indra used to remain glued
Sometimes forgetting even their breathing

Such was the magic of her beauty, dance and songs
Even Indra often found himself lost in beholding
The flawless figure of her body and her lovely dance forms  
And such was her dancing skills that even Apsaras 
Used to get lost in the sweetness of her voice 
And the thrilling and joy of her skillful dance    

Lord Indra’s realization of Urveshi’s feelings

Indra was thinking, whether to allow her to visit the earth 
To hear the melodies of the boatman or 
Not to allow her, as it could be risky for a woman like Urveshi  

Urveshi may get tempted and may fall in love
With that earthly voiced singer, whose songs
Are echoing beyond the horizons of earth
And have reached even in the sphere of heaven

Indra was aware that Urveshi was the most beautiful  
Among all the Apsaras of heaven and of the entire universe
And if she keep on worrying about the boatman’s songs
At the cost of her dances, joys and pleasures 
It was going to spoil her lavishly bestowed beauty
Which glitters and glow or get pale on a woman
As per the love or longings blows in her heart and reflects on her face

Ravindra 
							to continue…

				
Kanpur   India 6th January 2010 

* Apsara (A Nymph dancer of heaven in the court of Indra as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra (The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge, music & arts)
* Jungle (Forest)



Details | Ballad | |

In The depth of the heart

If you were, to look deep inside of my eyes, 
Look past, my faults and imperfections. 
Look past all that seems confusing and different. 
You could see my heart, and if you look even closer, 
You may fall in love with all that,
I could be and all that I have already become. 
You could grow with me, You could understand me, 
and you could embrace beauty that is deeper than the outer shell. 
Slowly, you could love every inch of my being. 
And appreciate Every breath that we have taken together. 
Once you have fallen in love with my soul, 
Then you have truly loved me. 
You see, my outer appearance will change,
and I may begin to look different as the years, pass by.
If you have fallen in love with my spirit, my heart. 
This will not change your love for me. 
When you have learned to love me, for what is inside of me, 
We have made it, and can dance through this life together. 
And as long as you stand near me through this life, I can live. I can breath and I can learn. 
When this is found this is Love! Beauty is only measured from within. 
Looks will fade on the outside, However, 
always be found again when someone looks deep inside your eyes!
 Time doesn't change that beauty, it is a gift!


Details | Rhyme | |

Beautiful Rhyme

Behold! The beauty of a Beholder! Sheltered from this world by a boulder I'm tickled & pink to be her first and last Sexiest girl in the world; smart, honest, and with class Beautiful body and beautiful mind My beautiful rhythm to my beautiful rhyme Steady racing pace to my beating heart She's finally here now ~ I don't ever want to be apart Sinister ending to my seductive life Finally I found her ~ my beautiful wife Touching & tender my fingertips across her skin Finally I found my Halo ~ I finally win! Our bodies lying naked and intertwined The places my fingers across your body find The tiny curves that make up your angelic form Are bubbling and creating inside of me a storm A storm of Queen and the ways you need Let me open your lungs and finally allow you to breathe


Details | Free verse | |

Earth Our Blessed Earth

O the sunset...the sunset...the carnelian sunsets
how I long to hold them in my hand...so when you are blue...so blue
so deep dark blue...you can come to me 
I will open my hand and you can wonder...wonder...wide open wonder
at Xanthe yellows and amber golds streaming from my palm...my palm...my humble palm 
and you will become immortal 
O if only I could keep you there...you...only you
swathed in light and warmth
safe...sound...close to me forever
You who I am lost to...over a thousand vessel-ed seas
O how l long for the sea...the sea...the sparkling sea
in it's emerald greens and topaz hues 
in it's passions and powers and motion
I long to place it in my heart...my heart...my a thousand times broken heart
so the pieces can wash away and my essence can float free into the wind...
the wind...the wild whipping winds that billow the sheets hung in your yard 
and whisper wild to the my inner demons 
washing them away with the rain...the rain...the falling rain 
that fell and fell and fell again 
keeping you from my door...O my door...that blessed door 
that opened to your face one cold crisp morn...so blessed by God
O my God...my God...my gorgeous God! 
if only I could hold your essence in my mind 
that I would not get lost so often in the wretched forest of thoughts and shadows
my shadows ...my small and tall...wide and slanting shadows 
if only I could rope you and keep you tamed...so the things that hide 
behind and within you
can not escape and create in me...the darkness...the darkness...the black coal darkness that chases me down alleyways of night and slivered moon...O moon...my beautiful mindful midnight moon...my crescent and full moon
O if only to swing with you round and round and round the earth 
and cast a glorious shine upon everyone...upon every single child who needs love 
O my love ...my love....my eternal love 
if only I could sprinkle you like confetti...upon the earth 
and ease the pain I would...I would...upon my life I would
O life...the very thing life...the breathe that enters that which wasn't and so then is
O if only you did not flee so quickly by but could be cradled away from death
Death....O death...O damnedable death!
if only you were not so draped in confession that I must pray
I pray...O how I pray that the vastness...the vastness...the great and cosmic-ian vastness beyond 
is more splendid still than Earth...our Earth...our wondrous 
perfect hungry sad beaten tarnished dirtied Earth...
O MY EARTH...how I love you!


Details | Free verse | |

POET IN A POOL OF LOVE

Poet in a Pool of Love
...... For You Ajinle

A
jin
le

When my yearning becomes a letter
Of love inside the dust of time
This lyric will deliver my affection to you
Ajinle the precious daughter of Adegboye
For love is always love
For two dreaming hearts
When their hearts never departs each other
When the cloud of love erupt their minds.

Ajinle
Love is not for coward hearts
Love is not for fragile minds
When I thought how I love you in silence
My heart beat faster
My spirit linger through your undiscovers planet
I found myself in a pool of love

Ajinle
When my song becomes a melody of joy
It is because of you!
My poems are not for ragged - minds
But I will read dirge if you departs my life
Or, is their anything to compare with the absence of love?

A
jin
le,
Our love and present-shadow is a destiny of tomorrow
Though we are way-farers

By,
Ajeyemi Wasiu .A.
Note: Ajinle 'Yoruba linage for female'
          Adegboye: 'Royal name belong to monarch family'


Details | Verse | |

Beauty

When I think of the moon and the stars on every heavenly night,

   I see your beauty light up the night.

From darkness to light your aura prevails, all the beauty in you for     

   me to hail.

For you are my Queen, for me to serve and serve I will, in Heaven

   and on earth.

My love for you is an unconditional love, to honor, respect, protect and obey

    For eternity everyday.

To love you with all my heart and soul, is a promise to you as we grow old.

Together forever you and I, two souls as one we fly.


Details | I do not know? | |

Mother Nature's Mistake

Mother Nature’s Mistake

Hills that go on for miles
Pines, oaks and maples reach for the sky
Their leaves casting a cooling shade on a hot summer day
Animals of all kinds dance in the gentle breeze
Flowers fill in the green blanket of meadow grass
Added beauty from a gracious Mother Nature
You sit among this beauty
Glowing in the late evening’s golden sun
Mother Nature watches as her work fades
She sees you and knows that she cannot match your beauty
So she created the night to try and hide you
But your beauty cannot be hidden
You were made to be beautiful
That was Mother Nature’s one mistake
She created one being more beautiful than anything she could create
And for that she should be praised
And thanked for giving you to the world


Details | Free verse | |

Mother's Highlights

The highlights in your hair, so familiar
Rays of sunshine, rays of love
I can't remember a time without them
I don't want to remember a time without you.
The smile on your face is genuine,
and Mother, I'll miss it so
The smile of my own, quite similar;
But I want you to know that I love you
Just as much as I know you love me,
So in the next year
In the next two
Please don't forget, ever,
That I really love you.
When I look into the brown of your eyes,
And the soft growing wrinkles in your cheeks,
(yet still that beautiful, youthful glow,
leading people to believe you are my sister)
Brings tears to the blue of my own.
Mother, time is racing faster
Though I'll miss you, I have to do this.
I know in whom I have trusted
I know in whom I'll trust forever.
He looks over us, you taught me that,
He will look over us, forever.
I will miss your tan and freckled arms
Reaching out to me before I walk upstairs,
But for these next years, I have to do this. 
For these next years, I will be thinking of you.
In the next year
In the next two
Please don't forget, ever,
That I will always love you.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatman's Song 10/ Many

The boatman’s Song				10/Many

The beauty of that black horse got doubled
With the glittering beauty of the princess on the horse 
Who was elegantly riding that black horse beauty 
While coming towards the boatman with a speed 
He had never seen earlier, when a lady was on a horse 

Her shining long black hairs and few locks on her face, were
Blending with the ravishing beauty of her charming face
Which even the sunbeams were trying to penetrate
To kiss her rosy lips and her glowing lovely face
And with each gush of morning beams
A blush came on her lovely face
On which hundreds and thousands can live and die
And can wait for a whole life to see that face

Her body was glittering like a gem
Because of her teenage and beauty excelling her age
And her youth over sprouting from her bosoms
From her princes sly top and riding trousers
She was dazzling the eyes of the boatman
As there was no one else 
Who could dare to behold her beauty and grandeur
Which was par excellent, any where on earth

She stepped down from the horse back 
With a beautiful sharp jump on the sand
And stood beside the heavenly beautiful horse
She saw the boatman was standing near his boat
And was singing a melody unaware of her gaze

The moment the princess heard that voice
Her heart jumped from her chest
Which had just calmed from thrills
As she had stepped by jumping from the horseback
And her body had calmed only few seconds back

Enchanted and allured by the beauty and heaviness of voice
And totally stunned to see his manliness, so warrior like tight
She forgets her princes sly pride and got lost in adoring
His song and his enchanting voice
Coming from the depths of that singers heart
Suddenly she found herself standing before the boatman
Lost in his heart capturing eyes

There was no one else except these two
And the boatman could not believe
Whether it was a dream or a reality come true
He too was lost in the charms of her eyes
And even forgot to finish the song he was singing
And felt only that someone was penetrating 
In his heart and mind, deep some where very deep


Ravindra				              to continue….
Kanpur   India 12th January 2010  

* Apsara (A Nymph dancer of heaven as per Hindu Mythology
* Indra (The Lord of Heaven as per Hindu mythology
* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Tarang (A name of the nymph) Tarang is a Hindi word means waves both 
    Visible or invisible like sound waves
* Saraswati (Goddess of knowledge, music & arts as per Hindu mythology)


Details | I do not know? | |

mirror

Mirror

In this mirror asks
Who stands before thee?

Recognize not her
She could not be me

Once before this reflection clear
Stood a maiden young and dear.

Hair flowing, glowing skin smooth and soft
Breasts full and supple  
Lips tender hot.

Desirous in beauty to all eyes behold.
Men sought no other,
Greatest price foretold.

Yet in this youth of beauty body
Bold and tight ,
Desire fulfillment it’s pleasure release
Wasted youth did fright.

Threw my passing journey
This body changed indeed,
Pleasure inhabitation all this
Has been freed.

My body aged it’s true I see
A price to pay for this change in me.

Warm ,damp- open
Receptive hunger may
No ecstasy comparable. 
A thirst that grows each day.

Places in my youth not dared
Are joyous enrapture 
That we, my lover share.

For in my bed 
My body is fed
And age forgotten
The fear and dread.

For fly outside to cosmic sparks
Bram rays bursting from head to toe
Moment longer 
Please no more
Too much pleasure
Higher I can’t go.


Yet another evening in your arms

Your mastery skill
You play my fill
My aging beauty forgets it’s woes
Gives way to gods cruel will

So again here I stand in this
Mirror day
Recognize not this face
Who’s  lines betray my grace.

Gentle , soft passion
Ferrous  hard sexuality.
A thirsty hungry women
Wanting love fulfillment, 
Hunger body explained.

Yet to my few and far suitors
See not this passion stored

Wanting not excitement 
In the arms of freedoms door 
Choose instead another
Whose youth valued
Great and move

Time and life no mark behind
On faces glowing pretty

Native to pleasure explosions 
Lie curious closed secure doors
Can hot hope to please 
The man whom I in 
Age, not me and, I abhor

Once in my arms
I believe no other find
Can he be
For I am aging beauty
Comparison 
Never her youth to me.

For in the bedroom judgment 
Whore bonds of love are forged
And waged 
No faces glowing pretty
Can trap a man
As to this cage.

Where he will came each
Evening, morning, noon or night
Begging, longing, pleading
Cage, love me, please me
Never out of sight

So from my answer to my mirror 
The reflection on this day is clear
Who stands before thee?
She, is me
An aging beauty proud and free.

Distance separate
Heals my wounds 
Slowly, gently
Yet yearning swirls
And bathes my pain 
Wanting, needing to see you again…..



Details | I do not know? | |

The Fork in the Road

I can give a chick an option
And she'll pick the other path
Just to divide herself 
Like she out here doing math
Calculating all the ways things can go bad
She don't understand happiness
Cause she's used to being sad
I grab her by the hand
And slightly stroke her on the face
Tell her I want to be her man
But to this touch, she can't relate
She stuck in the past
But we've all made mistakes
She think all I want is ass
But I'll work hard for 1st base
Just to round 2nd 
After days of going on dates
I want to slide home
But for her, I have to wait
I'm ol skool baby
I do things a different way
Been retired my jersey
I ain't got no time for games
I love a good challenge
So I play to win
I'm trying to be your future
So my time, I present
Your beauty is a present
Let me bask your presence
I want you to be my woman
So let me be your man


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Boatman's Song 9/ Many

The Boatman’s Song       9/Many

After taking some passenger, the boatman moved his boat
And while oaring the boat he started his singing 
Tarang felt as if, someone was pouring honey in her ears
While her heart and mind got enchanted by the song of the boatman
It was a rare pleasure for a nymph, to hear such a voice on earth
For a very long time she could not know, how much time passed away
She found the boatman was about to reach the other bank’s end 

The Boatman was lost in his own world of thoughts
Tarang* thought to find more from his mind
As she was capable to enter in a human minds to know its 
Past, present and even future designs
She took a dive deep into his busy mind and 
Traced all that she wanted to find, within no time

But to her surprise, there were many things
Totally different than what she was expecting to find
The boatman was a prince in exile, escaped to save his life
From those who were trying to kill him
To rule his fathers kingdom and he was living in disguise

From seeing his body Tarang had felt herself
That this man is not an ordinary Youngman
Having all the qualities of a true warrior like body 
But what shocked Tarang was the knowledge 
Of the boatman’s love affair with a princess 
For whom he was looking at those sand dunes
And for her only he used to sing those heart touching songs

Tarang* knew that this truth would be devastating for Urveshi*
Who has come to earth, all along from heaven
As she is deeply in love with this extra ordinary man
Who is so appealingly charming and handsomely bold
In spite of his just crossed teenage, he looks like chief of an army
Only his soldiers appears to be missing or at rest 
Such was the real beauty of that boatman
Whose entire life was open before Tarang* like a book
And she could see even his future so bright
But Tarang* was sad to know all that 
As her friend Urveshi* was going to affected badly
When she would know that the boatman was 
Already in love with a princess of alluring beauty 

Boatman’s love story

Tarang traced the love story of the boatman
Which began one day, when he was waiting in his boat
For some passengers to come to move the boat 
From the river bank side
Suddenly he saw someone coming on a horseback
The riders black horse was shining
In that white sand spread all around, he could see that side


Ravindra				              to continue….
Kanpur   India 12th January 2010  

* Urveshi (One of the beloved Apsaras of Indra 
* Tarang (A name of the nymph) Tarang is a Hindi word means waves


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I Love Passionately

i just wanted to watch her 
to look into her eyes
to listen to her thoughts
i just wanted to inhale her entirety.

her words were soft and tender
they flowed like seeds in the wind
i had no desires that would cloud her offer
and her offer was as gentle as the morning light
as powerful as rays of sun shine,

both and the same!

like the dove that flies effortlessly
but also defends the nest
and not an eagle anywhere.

she holds an olive branch as a symbol of peace
but like the mighty oak she too holds its strength.

i love women who dare to be women
i delight in how they hold us in their heart
without them where would men be 

i love women and their sensibilities 
quiet i listen and learn
later we’ll plow the field
for now i delight on all that she brings.


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Quiet Heart

A quiet heart
Is a beauty of art.
It’s so special in its own way.
When the nature of love touches
It’s there to stay
Feelings are so strong but silent.
For a quiet heart there’s no goodbye.
The beauty you see through the eyes.


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The Arms of a Stranger

The odor of warmth and affection,
The feeling of love and protection,
An isolated heaven of love;
I lay in his arms like an angel,
Like a white dove,

At the moment,
I am living an endless time
Of eternal happiness,
Life seems to be everlasting…
Life now, is a colored painting 
Of smiles and joy,

Words slithered between his lips,
Like tiny insects sliding on the petals
Of a bright-colored flower,
I contemplated his beauty as 
I heard his tender voice whisper,
“Thy beauty is like the azure sky.”

Perfection is what I am seeing,
His words kept on repeating
In my head;
In his arms I lived another life…
A nirvana created by his glaring eyes,

“Thy beauty is a mosaic picture on the walls of heaven,”
His words swayed like the dancing waves…
I lay there inertly,
With a river of feelings penetrating 
My soul like an addictive kiss of his,
I smiled…   

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My feelings suddenly shifted,
I felt tiny droplets of water condense
On my cheeks,
Were they tears?

My anguish was immense…
Sadness and grief formed
A body of confusion that mystified 
The fantasizing feelings I had felt,

Here I was,
In your arms;
My ally, the person I shared my life with…
You held me tightly trying to ease
The pain I was feeling,
The pain created by you…

The tears in my eyes created a reflection of
My sufferings,
The sufferings that tend to draw a continuous
Picture of your betraying eyes…
I cried and cried as I felt your arms
Hold me tighter,
I felt no comfort at all…

I closed my eyes trying to place myself
In “his” arms again,
The arms of the stranger 
That allayed my soul like tender music,
Like a harmony created by the soft,
Emerald leaves that danced with the wind…

I smiled again…






 
  


















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Eternal Beauty

I can see us kicking around in our old hometown
Where the pylons buzzed crackling with dampness
Into the open cast crust of the iron ground;
And as I recall there was never a time that felt as cool
Or as real and full of youth and life as when I
Would meet you walking home from school;
You were a smile and ponytail vision even then,
The laughing, almond eyes that teased and mock admonished, 
Until, on parting, I could hardly wait to see you again;
Even though you barely tip-toed on the erotic verge of womanhood
Even though you had only just turned sixteen,
You shone with the self-assured presence of a life-long beauty queen.

I can still see us hanging around in our old hometown
Where days were as spun gold threads, the weave of months, 
When the sun in the endless summer sky shone down;
And as I recall there was never a time that felt quite so fine
As when I kissed your lips and tasted their pinkish dew
And you kissed the fading tobacco of mine;
We seemed to have forever and a day way back when,
And those days and nights seemed so full of meaning,
Immortalised in our minds as if they could never end;
Now, even though it was so long ago and so long past
I see you fresh and clear, and your looks that could almost kill,
For you burned with eternal beauty that fires and haunts me still.


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Look

Look from inside yourself and you will see.
All the splendor of God's creativity.
Flowers mountains bird bees
Animals and plants of all species.
Beautiful sights to please the eyes.
All people of every color shape and size.
Look at yourself your are God's prize.
Built by his hands so healthy and strong.
Given the strength to always carry on.
The beauty of life is open like a book.
In every little cranny and nook.
God's love is always there 
All you have to do is look.
Everything is within your grasp
All you have to do is ask.
Look to God to complete all tasks.
See the bird fly and see his grace.
The beauty of God is in every Human's face.
Look! His love shines brighter than sunrays.
Look to God and you will be happy all your days.





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Creation's fragility

Every aspiring artist
want's to be remembered
for what they were able to give to the world
not so much , like so many other's
what they are capable of taking from the world

Who are we any way , to think we can capture
the beauty of creation , a futile possesion
even the beauty of freshly cut flowers
soon wilt away , a reminder of fragility

Creation has given a natural tendency
we all showcase an exquisite weakness
our patriarch mentality would have us forget
exchange strokes of love for the stroke of the sword

Who we are........
what we project and how we express
our inner being , is everything.......
the outer world , is where lie's temporary insanity........


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The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.



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PHYSICS of the MOON

Physics of the moon
 
I feel the lunar ecstasy in your heart
Connecting our vibes from over 1500 miles apart
 
With every swing of my mood ring, my sensational heart will sing
An out of this world phenomenon tune, "you are my everything!"
 
Absorbing every phase the moon goes threw
Sending energy between me and you
 
When our eyes meet on the darkest side of the moon
Your body mass rotates like a cyclone hitting my land like a typhoon
 
Like the gravity that bonds the earth and moon together
Our souls will collide with a massive force of forever
 
The image of you appears at all times like a moon cycle
Like a cascade running all around my mind, like a halo circle
 
Our love and vision orbits through every star
Giving us light no matter how near or far
 
The stars throb around the moon like a secret signal in the night
While you inhale my energy that exceeds into the morning light
 
Like a rainbow that enters and vanishes into the twilight of our sky
Our first kiss under the moon beam will twist our tongues into a tie
 
A sweet magnetic shadow will remain under the half moon
Sweeping our love above the clouds to float like a balloon
 
Holding a reflection with the moon's tide
Our journey continued, side by side
 
Emerging our love to find its way soon
Like a love mirage with the physics of the moon
 

:)


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First Love

First Love

Her eyes showed me a way,
Her unique smile let my tears go away,
Her Beautiful face made me to say,
Is this Love, or what???

Started to have feeling of love,
Started to behave nicely and different,
Started to smile when there was no reason to smile,
Still, Is this Love, or what??

Tried to approach her, but felt belittled, lowly, shy,
Tried to ask her for date, but felt afraid, scared, shocked,
Tried to express my love, felt would be rejected, hurt, unheard,
Well still, Is this love, or what?

I can fix anything, why not this thing,
I can talk to any girl, why not this girl,
I can really convince anyone, why not this one,
Came before many girl, why not this girl.

Do please not tell me its just nothing,
Do tell me how to do something about this thing...Love,
Do tell me anything about this thing…Love,
Will there be rejection or appreciation??????????


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Hugs

Teenage Girls clad in the latest fashions,
Do it whenever they meet,
Grown men aren't afraid to show some passion,
When their team's comeback is complete,
They can say hello, they can say goodbye,
And anything inbetween,
If you open your arms and crack a smile,
There is nothing that a hug cannot mean.


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Into the Sunlight

In soft smooth tones
I hear your words
"I'm falling in love with you."
Catching your breath
I dive along into your sunset

into your opened treasure, gentle rays of light

In strengthened spiritual heart
You continue to shower 
courage, hope and dreams
"I'm falling in love with you."
Feeling your words falling stars onto me

onto my heartbeat, opening my solitary cage

Fearing sun-setting moments
when darkness take away sunlight
I fear of leaving you
when life leaves this body
"I'm falling in love with you."
Seeing myself becoming a shooting star

a shining one in the sky, shining only for you 

In the dimness of my vision
when all understanding is lost
You stay still by my side
"I'm falling in love with you."
Simple words taking away my breath
as I feel my soul flying to the Heavens

a star in the night sky, when everything else is dark...
...You'll See Me Smiling At You...
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Inspired by 'The Fault in Our Stars'
Poem created: 12th May 2014
For Poem Contest: Into the sunsets


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The power of love

Written on the day My Granddaughter , the beautiful Tahlia Rose, was born

The power of love.

I hold you close to me my Princess 
And it damned near drives me crazy.
As love it grips this tired old heart
And sends my mind all hazy.
As it plays a love song with my heartstrings
About the twelfth of never.
Oh boy my heart is finding out
That I’ll love you forever.

No words could ever do it justice
It's huge just like a mountain
The love it flows continuous
Just like a garden fountain.
As I look at you my pink princess
The feeling be so grand
As love leaps from you oh my Rose
My heart just understands.

I think that when my life doth fade
And I join again the source
Your sweetness it will travel with me
It be a mighty force.
For the power of life did send you, child
With love my heart to touch
And I would thank that power too
For giving me so much.

2002.






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A Dream That Came True

A Dream That Came True.

In my mind's eye I had seen her undress a thousand times
 sending hot flashes that exploded with her moaning
 Months before ever summoning the courage to speak to her
 I practiced the words befitting her splendor!

 She had been noticing my adoring glances as she 
 adjusted her skimpy bikini in the bright sun
 Showing just what a man, any man would hope to see
 I moved closer anticipating her charming refusal
 to my shock she answered a quick yes and our date 
 that night was on!

 I asked her to wear something sexy and she replied
 how about I wear no panties?
 My stammering answer made her laugh that laugh
 the one that sent shivers up my spine in anticipation

 It is on! We met at theatre and hardly watched the movie
 for her hands were busier than mine!
 A nice change to feel the heat of a woman so anxious
 I almost wept with joy! What a thrill! She had kept her promise
 No panties!!!
 None under that sexy short skirt that had made the other men 
 openly lust for her charms! I saw and was amazed that this vision of
 sexual beauty was actually with me!
 What happened later that night you can imagine,
 the earth shook, the sky fell and I heard a ringing bell!

 We married two months later and it was pure sex and bliss
 Non stop sex night and day.. Ahh, the memories that last a
 lifetime! 
 Nothing that great can last forever. We burned like the Sun for
 a few years and then it happened..
 The crash!
 My motorcycle hit a tree ,I was rushed to the hospital and woke up 
 three days later to discover it had been only a very vivid daydream!
 My heart broke , I was sorry to have came back to the world! Then, 
 O' yes then in walks a vision so lovely my heart almost stopped

 A new nurse. So hot the paint on the walls started melting.
 Over she floats to my bedside. I sat wide eyed looking like a fool!
 Awestruck with anticipation! She took my hand, took my pulse .

 I fumbled for words, I fought for control. I begged for help to impress
 her!
 Finally, finally I felt power return and I asked her to just pinch me!
 Pinch me! Let me know I am not dreaming again..
 She laughed and pinched my left cheek. The lower one! I felt the earth
 begin to rise. She noticed and laughed,
 LAUGHED THAT LAUGH!!! That laugh!
 That laugh came from those sweet lips. I begged for help and she smiled,
 O' that smile!
 As she turned to leave I asked her to see me again and she said yes!
 I shall return in two hours to give you your bath.. Then winked at me!
 Longest two hours of my life! 
 Then I woke up still laying beside my crashed motorcycle!
 With a broken leg and shattered dream!!! 
 Fate can be so cruel.....
 So damn cruel...... Then the door opened and I hear her say with a 
 smile. Time for your bath darling !!! Its late and I'll block this door!
 Then she removed her clothes. Crap, dreaming again I thought...
 And that is how I met my first wife. Yes she was a dream!!
 Something that great never lasts, never lasts.... 

Robert Lindley

Dedicated to my first wife.... and some of it is even true!!! 
Found this last week while rummaging around in some old files I had... 


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Trust

God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.


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See me without your eyes

See me without your eyes!

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Beauty is in everything that I behold all around!

I am just lost! Tell me when you have me found!

You say someone is ugly, I will aver that's lovely!

Your senses are earthly, missing what's heavenly!

We are more than a body, mind, heart and soul!

Ignore what meets your eye! See me as a whole!

If you take me for how I look, you are not for me!

When I need you most as I age, your love will flee!

See me without your eyes, if you like what you see!

I will believe in you, each other's we're meant to be!

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Family Grief Family Happiness

  
   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
          
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
         
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
        
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
        
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    
                       
              


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Love is truth-a joy for ever-w

True love never dies it’s black and white in books
Love is not love that alters when  finds alteration
Love stories are fantasies giving joy to the world
Ideal love is an object set for lovers, for example
Lust may be without love, but love will have both
Lust short love eternal, love inner lust outer beauty.

Farhad, fell in love with Shirin, the Persian beauty
tragic love story looks like a black and white in book
Love was sweet but to rid pain  was sacrifice for both,
Love was true and both never tried to find alteration,
Love was only an ideal object to attain, for example
The love story of Shirin-Farhad is famous in the world.

Story of Orpheus-Eurydice not famous to the world
Orpheus fell in love with and married, a nymph beauty
But it is ideal love, for the lovers to attain for example
Love story is, like Shirin-Farhad, a black & white in book
Pure love with one mistake of Orpheus with an alteration
Walk ahead, not to look back, followed not advices both.

Pocahontas-John Smith of Virginia is a modern example
Of Jamestown, Tidewater, story of love and sacrifice both
Account of Indian princess and Englishman, in Smith’s book
A great story of unfulfilled love, little known to the world
Later baptized as Rebecca, married Rolfe, not a real beauty
Met Smith in London once, though with a little alteration.

Greek legend of Helen and Menelaus is fact and fiction both
Helen’s love for Menelaus-Theseus well-known to the world
Two versions of this love story point to her love’s alteration 
“The face that launched a thousand ships” for Helen’s beauty
Loved Theseus and tricked him to kidnap her as per a book.
Other says,loved Menelaus,loathed Theseus so not exemplary.

We find in all love stories of world literature, the alterations
Shakespeare never steady, but changing with many examples
Romeo-Juliet,Othello-Desdemona,Sebastian-Olivia,all beauties
Sonnet 128, proclaims love as promiscuous, and pure love both
Pure stories of Marie-Pierre Curie, Queen Victoria-Albert of world
Neither a folklore nor a legend but realistic love in world book.

We do enjoy the beauty for example in altered love stories
though bookish but of both worlds of legend or make believe  
The beauty in both the records concerned we feel catharsis.

**Words chosen are: book, alterations, world, example, both, beauty**

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Fourth place winner in:

Contest: Joy to the world sponsored by Deborah Guzzi


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Interracial Love Poem

Love knows no color
we love with our heart
loving without barriers
we write with our soul
therefore we are artists...

this is a poem
about interracial love
sit back and read it
and learn like Aesop's fables...

She is dark like the night
I am bright as day
when we are together
we create a radiant light..

She the dark ebony princess
dark against my ivory skin
contrasting the shades of our bodies
we marinate in reality's dreams
stapling our color together
a passion that takes us
to forbidden exotic places...

Our color entangles within our arms
we dance in meadows taboo
we kiss in the soft tall grass
crushing daisies with our naked bodies..

 we speak bliss and love with our tongues
a language not even her African ancestors would understand
creating magic in our stolen moments
as our bodies yearn to satisfy the other..

Elders before us roll over in their graves in anguish
surprised a love so sacred and eternal
this bridge between two souls
perhaps could be too painful to witness...

My body electric to her brown crescent moon figure
sparking as i caress with vanilla fingers
into any crater that can  be found
satisfying the insatiable desires of our shadows..

After long afternoons of tongue and touch
we find safety in our refuge
laying in the ruins of our forbidden pleasures
so snug and serene in our exotic jungle...


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Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


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The Bad Girl of Valentines

I Miss each and every poet,
My friends, poetry family, 
Even you the new poet:)

Happy Valentines 

Love and Peace

Wishing YOU the best Valentine's 

Spread Love Not War.........
See You Soon

MISSSSSSSSSSSSS YOUU
ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL



LOVE LOVE LOVE
XOXOXOXOXOX

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LOVE THE SWEET POET DESTROYER


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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything


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Inspired by Another

She gazes forth, forlorn, her splendor inspired, her grieving vast 
It was three hundred years since the Bard of Avon did create
An ode to her beauty; a tale of love, of joy, of sadness and of fate
Juliet and her lost love Romeo, forever bound, forever found, forever to last
The image Dicksee created may reconcile lovers torn and passions classed
As futile, unrequited and inappropriate; yet love still lingers
Drawn as much by what can as what cannot be, for nothing alters
What a waste; Oh what we have not learned from mistakes past

So this maiden sweet stands alone, her hands resting on the balustrade
In her eyes an expectant look, longing for her lover to see
Waiting there eternally, patiently, yearning… Her promise made
Serene she waits, for what will never be
She lingers lost in memory, the poet’s pen paid
The artist’s brush stayed, alone to inspire me.


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Heloise on Abelard

These barren walls
Keep me chaste
Vows of silence
Diminish nothing of wanton passions of the past
Days in silence, looking upwards to God
Thoughts linger, to where true love lies

I toil in Gods works
Knees now as rocks
All of Gods floors, so clean
Daily rituals, in quiet do I share
Our virtues preserved, hidden from worldly sins
But I have loved, yes, and long I still do

Illusions of piety, they scare me not
Love stirs goodness, surely no sin
The days of eternal springs
Gardens so fresh, flowers in bloom
Hand in hand, with his intellect and charm
Beauty within, for we dared the philosophical

Arms and legs entwined, deep in thoughts
My professor of life, and thinker to all
He belonged to France
Nobility, and all
We parted in love, 
Who sees my tears, behind these walls?

Our reasoning lost to passions turn
He admits not, the love he yearns
His Order condemns, his inquisitive thoughts
He burns what he writes
Heretic or not
A leader of philosophy, a greatness in his time

A fate, that brings upon me guilt
His torture of manhood, he suffered much pain
Questioning his intellect, is love, his very brain
Each to our separate, Abbeys’ of god
Vows of silence, yet the ink flowed
Reliving now, what surely, should have been

A love so great, why considered a sin?
Has not this society, any compassion at all?
Learned I was in Latin and Hebrew
And so with the pen, letters did flow
And from afar, in pain, our love re-lived
Passions in ink, became again exposed

Alas he is older by a fortnight or many
He longed for love, yet he fights from within
His values, his passions, his life’s dedications
His soul has been burned, wounded by time
Ending his years, thinking seduction undone
Redemption shall be waiting, from the heavens above

My love Abelard, my tears you never saw
I was strong, as you gave me the strength to be
And I, was happy, knowing our desires shared
The angels will tell you, your fame will endure
For the greatest of all philosophies
Our love will be


Abelard and Heloise are one of the most celebrated couples of all time, known for their love affair... and for the tragedy that separated them.
Abelard (1079-1142)
Heloise (1101-1164)


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Radha's Song- A folk Song of India 2/2

Radha’s  Song-   A folk Song of India  2/2

Prelude

This folk song is based on the childhood incidents 
of naughty 8-10 years old Krishna, who use to 
please everyone of Gukul village, Gokul is the 
place where the divine Krishna  was brought up 
by his foster mother Yashoda.  



O,  Please tell me,      what  should  I    do,
Speak a word,  to   extinguish  my worries,
I   cannot   live,                 without   seeing,
The  alluring face of  our  naughty Krishna.  

O,   please tell my friend,                how  should  I  manage it,
What plea and excuse  dear,            I can tell     in my  home,
How to go back to home,           without  Gagariya and Chunri,
Even without water, which would create only difficulties for me. 

Stunned  and mesmerized,  by the magic of our   Krishna, 
I stand here only,        in a state of being sweetly robbed,
Instead of searching my  Chunri and Gagariya,    O Sakhi,
I am trying to touch his alluring image only,   in  the water. 


Ravindra
Kanpur India 26 10 2010

(Protected under copyright provisions of Poetry Soup)

Clarifications:
*Radha.   Radha was the childhood friend and was one of the most beloved Gopi of Lord
Krishna. She was the   beauty, power and aura create the ethics of love. None of the
scriptures consists of the power to verbalize her beauty, for it is clear enough that when
beauty of Sri Krishna makes several hearts leave their boundaries, her beauty is so
mesmerizing that it makes Him loose consciousness.
*Krishna.   Krishna is often depicted as an infant or young boy playing a flute as in the
Bhagavata Purana  or as a youthful prince giving direction and guidance as in the Bhagavad
Gita. The stories of Krishna appear across a broad spectrum of Hindu philosophical and
theological traditions.] They portray him in various perspectives: a god-child, a model
lover, a divine hero and the Supreme Being.
*Gagariya. The earthen pot used still in Indian villages to collect water from river, pond
or wells.
* Chunariya.  A long strip of cloth to cover the beauty of a woman. It normally hangs on
the bosom to cover them.
Punghat.  Is the word used for a place from where water can be collected by village women
of India.
*Sakhi. Hindi word means female friend


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The River

River minnows

One of life’s sunshine days 
A pleasant walk down to the river
Scene of all basking in high summer sun
Sheep graze roaming enamoured of the warm grass
The river flowing passing on its ancient meandering way
A self carved path by an enticement no choice drawn to the sea
And over the river and water meadows comfy white cottages seen 
The bright garden colours given now a soft focus by haze and distance 
Onto the river bridge the weight an impetus of water a few feet down below
Grey stone ancient buttress shaped by old artifice granting water a gentle pass
Auric and glistening the strong suns noonday blazing light beams down  
Lit the riverbed of soft golden sands transmuted a bronze by depth
Flanking green reeds softly sway the gentle current persuades 
Shadows shapes seen moving contrary and counter way
Lovely minnow’s dark tops sides a silver hidden
Viewed unseen but in this summer light 
Serendipity favour a glance a view
Perhaps a little peep
Of heaven


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Dear Michelle

You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.


Details | Ode | |

Danger love

subtle it starts, those thoughts of you
so cunning and quick, little I can do
with each pounce unexpected
claws dug in my mind
Love has me infected
no cure to find . . . .

loudly it roars! with every heartbeat
I sense the excitement
a moments defeat
my soul so enlightened
and still my knees weak.

Unable to run, no sense in escape
hooked by those eyes
im caught in a state
immobilised
by the antics of fate.

So here I stand, to you to surrender
you've won the heart
of a vagabond roaming
upon you to ponder,
however still knowing
your truelly a wonder
my smile fondly showing.

companions, companions, together to be
for that is the wish of the lover in me,
you're beauty is your nature
you're nature is free
tamed not by no master
amazing to see.
lets travel together, in search of a place
where we rest assured, our love shows its face.


Details | Free verse | |

Love Never Fades

There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for my Grandma Dorabel, who is today 90 years old. I also wrote it for my uncle John who had been taking care of her at the time; I didn't want to leave him out so I put on the letter: For Grandma Dee and Uncle John! I wrote this short little poem along with a drawing of a cat and some flowers. However, I actually never sent the picture to her! My parents and I must have forgotten to send! To me that was unacceptable! I thought to myself today when I found the picture, I must send it now! The picture is now on its way to her, so I am happy she will at last receive it. 

---------------------------- You can send me a bouquet of flowers, You can order me a box of chocolates, You can buy me a fancy outfit, But flowers don't last, Chocolates eventually disappear, Outfits get out of style, Yet Love never fades, And it's the most precious gift of all


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Primrose


The clockwork ticks transformed to fog and air
while dusk absorbed the beacon's blinking signs,
- surreal and indefinite designs
with tangible his steady flash and flare;
beneath the kind, retentive cloak of chance,
- he breathed her in, her aural scent and glance. 

Inside the tavern sea-men ordered drinks;
amidst the tulips of the hazy smoke,
he felt the night with owls' persistent croak,
and lady Sadness 'pon the starboard brinks;
Invisible the night descended slopes 
in quietness with dark, elusive scopes.

Her primrose scent - ambrosian sorrow's gate,
remote Paradisos and range of soul
perfumed her whiff surpassed, and burned like coal,
he clenched the glass and drunk the dark brusque straight,
the tumbler shattered - deep inhaled her scent,
- with unrelenting his blood thrash torment.

The night was dense; inside the mists he drew
with red drops dropping from the deep palm cut
a wraith, she vanished while her louvres were shut
the nightfall's emptiness inside him grew
caressed the heavy door, its luster stained
the primrose scent inside his mind ingrained.

And she descended - Nymph the fates had graced;
betimes he breathed the scent of night primrose,
same carnal prayer and adytum disposed,
her sacrosanct of pathos' splendor traced;
with flash reflecting in her eyes' domain
the primrose scent dispersed inside the rain.

© G.V., 09-07-2013 All rights reserved
(five sextains, sestines or sestinas  - Iambic pentameter)


Details | Ode | |

Daydream Love

You are simply a work of art.
I’ve known it from the very start, 
But you won’t find me hittin’ on ya.

For I’m just an old guy 
With a twinkle in his eye;
Happy just to gaze upon ya.

My old heart quickens it pace
Each time I see your pretty face,
A face that every man should see.

Sometimes, just for a while,
Each time I see you smile,
I imagine it's just for me.

And, when I hear your voice,
For just a moment, I rejoice.
Yes, it’s music to these old ears.

But more than a work of art,
You’re warm and funny and smart.
Simply a beautiful person, my dear.

Though with you I’m quite smitten,
My words are respectfully written;
And every word is  true.

But, if I weren’t so old,
If I were better looking and a little bold,
I would simply say, “I love you.”






Details | Free verse | |

See me without your eyes

See me without your eyes!

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Beauty is in everything that I behold all around!

I am just lost! Tell me when you have me found!

You say someone is ugly, I will aver that's lovely!

Your senses are earthly, missing what's heavenly!

We are more than a body, mind, heart and soul!

Ignore what meets your eye! See me as a whole!

If you take me for how I look, you are not for me!

When I need you most as I age, your love will flee!

See me without your eyes, if you like what you see!

I will believe in you, each other's we're meant to be!

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The best place for a poem to live is in the heartbeats of those who love it!

Blessed are the poets whose verses are read, not on papers they just sit!

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Details | Free verse | |

Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger






Details | Ballade | |

BALLADE TO MATURE BEAUTY

Easy comes beauty in youth’s natural spring,
But with age its mellow dimensions grow.
Like to a bud, a full bloom, age will bring.
With grace its beauty does ebb and glow,
Its liberty allows its new functions to show.
Mature beauty is and will be admired always,
Youth’s beauty and its esteem goes to and fro,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


Mature beauty has a melody to sing,
And this it releases so that you will know,
The elegance and blessing of its echo’s ring.
The evidence of a mind is part of its show,
For it opens tastefully with a view to bestow.
Ageless beauty never lacks for praise.
The beauty of life’s spring may lose its glow,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


In poetry and melody its praises we bring,
For mature beauty’s many dimensions we know.
With fervid dignity I see it take to wing,
Giving the young buds an inspiring show.
May you long guide youth as they grow,
Leading them in elegance the celestial ways.
So youth will  know how easy beauty may go,
But ageless deeper beauty has endless days.


Now young buds aspire to full blooms grow,
And become worthy of nature’s timeless praise.
Allow your charm in majesty and grace to glow,
And may your ageless beauty have endless days.


Details | Ballad | |

For the love of Princess Rose

For the love of Princess Rose.

Way back in the darkest times
There lived a wondrous Knight
He had blue eyes, and a handsome face
And his mind was very bright
He lived for goodness, his ideals
Were the highest in the land
And everybody loved this knight
They thought him mighty grand.

He shrunk from no one in the land
He’d fought ten dragons too
As he vied for the love of Princess Rose
Oh, he loved her so true
Yet she was loved by another knight
And so they had to fight
That was the way in those dark days
It was considered right

A tournament it was arranged
And the two men faced each other
Both swore that until the end
They would never love another
The fight was on, as Rose, she watched
The man she loved so much
Fight a man she could not bear
Who her heart did not touch.

Now Don, he was the Knight of choice
He fought like a blessed demon
He was not an evil man
Yet he was filled with Venom
And when the fight was over with
Her knight of choice did win
As love did conquer everything
And the princess married him.

13 August 2013 1147hrs.


Details | Ballade | |

A Woman Like a Rose

The rose bud is small and the smell is so sweet
 And no other flower in the garden quite so unique

When the petals unfold it makes a beautiful rose
and  the fragrance of that flower fills the air 

Take the thorns from  that beautiful rose
and the beauty can no longer to be found

When the morning dew falls softly on  the rose
it's like a  tear on a woman's face when she cries

 And when a woman's pride  is  taken away
 like the rose her beauty is faded and gone

So never make a woman cry and men be very aware
her beauty may be hidden but the thorn is still  there


Details | Sonnet | |

A Kiss goodbye

Doth thou shed  tears to  fill the boundless sea 
Shall I  come then to thee this  rainy  day
Thine eyes behold and yet you grieve for me
How much more time in grace you took your way

Be not thou faint  when I do think of you
What potion have I drunk of bitter tears
When thou shall be deposed in heart to view
Reflections show thee how thy beauty wears

From thee in absence was I  ere the spring
In thine own way was beauty counted fair
Of  thy  love  with memories may I sing
To  depart  my love,  for me 'tis  despair

Will  thou now weep, or lo, be loath to cry
Upon thy lips,  alas,  a kiss goodbye
                        



Details | Personification | |

The Old Tree

It is strange
how things that we see
and take for granted
in everyday life
should suddenly instil
in our minds
a new awareness
of their presence

A silent moment
a brief pause
from life's ever quickening pace
a moment of peace -
in times like these
a common thing
like a dried old tree
becomes alive with beauty

It stands like a quiet sentinel
who has witnessed 
many an event 
through time
Time has passed by 
but it remains 
silently standing there
O Tree!
What secrets do you store
in your noble branches?
How many events have you recorded
that man knows nothing of?

In your younger days
when you wore your mantle of green
you nested the carefree birds
to their offspring
you gave protection
When the sun scorched the earth
you gave them cool shade
On a cool windy night
you gave them warmth
How pleasant was their song 
to your ear 
as they sang a song of thanks
to you

You were a playmate to the children
When they romped at your feet
or climbed on your branches
you smiled
Time grew older
and the children became lovers
You saw them kiss in your shade
soft with the light of the moon
The aura of their love
touched your leaves
and you blushed

Today 
they have all gone away
but you still remain 
silent sentinel
still waiting and watching
How many untold events 
have you witnessed
faithful keeper of secrets?

O that my soul could commune with you
and share of your rugged beauty!
Most Noble Tree!
forgive me for my
once-waxen eyes


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My Indian Princess

Written for my granddaughter, Tahlia Rose, who is half Indian and very beautiful

My Indian Princess.

You should see this girl of mine
My Indian Princess
She has pink flowers in her hair
And I’m filled with tenderness
When she hits me with her attitude
Oh lord that child is sweet
There’s one thing left to say on her
She makes my life complete

Her little mind be all her own
Her temper runs real hot
But when I see my Tahlia
It cheers me up a lot
Sometimes the words just fail me
When she’s there all soft and sweet
The only thing that I can say
She makes my world complete

Oh when she cuddles up to me
When she’s tired and all of that
When she curled up on my chest
Oh man that’s where it’s at
Yes when my princess snuggles up
She feels so soft and sweet
She’s the sweetest gift from God above
And she makes me feel complete.


Details | Free verse | |

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013


Details | Ode | |

Angels

On the wings of two angles I was brought into this world…
My mother and father I’ve called them since I first spoke,

To their arms I ran when I first walked…

When my heart was not calm

Their love would come…

When no one believed
They saw what others couldn’t see
When I would cry
With a calm sigh they would smile
And the whole world would stop and the pain would die…
They taught me to not lie…
They taught me to be human…
On the wings of two angels I was brought into this world…
My mother…her beauty puts the stars to shame….
My father…his heart stronger than all the men that walk among us…

I thank my lord for giving me
The biggest treasure on this world,
Love that is clearly out of this world…
Thank you…
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Details | Acrostic | |

Gypsy King

Glorious are the days we ride, my love.
You and I riding in the morning light.
Passions racing hearts are thundering.
Sunrise explodes pink and purple streaks across the sky.
You and I smiling, riding together in the first light.

Kindred spirits racing together chasing the morning star.
Intoxicated on the morning air.
Nowhere, but here in this moment.
Glorious is the day we ride.


Details | Narrative | |

Upon A Bed Of Petals

                                                        Upon A Bed of Petals
                                    The fragrance is so heavenly full of romance
                            With petals smooth and colorful it puts me into a trance
                                    The light shines upon the area of which they lay
                               With the oasis of beautiful smell I fall in a deep delay
                                    The aroma of sweet beauty comes a dream
                                With motion that reveal emotions with great steam

                                                        Upon A Bed Of Petals
                           Comes a well spent year with joyous laughter and self appeal
                                   With open arms we embrace the life that is surreal
                             Comes a time that we do have to dream with petals of life
                                         With occasional choices of passion and strife 
                                   Comes a venue of flowers of many beauty with value
                                      With another part of each season we stand true

                                                         Upon A Bed Of Petals
                                  The scent of life passes through and makes new
                                With loops that can be seen in an open sky so blue
                                   The wind takes one petal or two to show a trust
                          With to passionate people lying by the petals love is entrust
                                     The beauty is that the petal lasts in memory of
                              With two people passion with love rules true and above


Details | Personification | |

Sunset

The sunset bids 
quick goodbye.

It leaves behind
Orangey-red days,
Light-grey shadows 
That slowly dips into one's mind.


Details | Alliteration | |

Purrfection

Oh fantastic furry feline
So silent and still in slumber
White whiskers awaiting to wake
From dreams of docile dormice.

Mysterious and mesmerising moggy
Boundless beauty befalls you
Perfect plush paws and cutting claws
Bright beautiful eyes bestowed.

Oh valiant velvet cloaked vagabond
A spirit so wild and wilful
My love lies languishing in your heart
Come closer to comfort my soul.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

The lady of the lake


The lady of the lake

The lady of the lake on water glides;
fair Guinevere, the bride of Queen Ygraine
sails far, to her beloved King Arthur's terre.

Her kinship with the distant Lord's soul guides
the boat of ebon and bequeathal bane,
his sovereign wraith and her eternal prayer.

© 11-01-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(Sestet - Iambic pentameter)

(This poem missed to enter the contest "sestet", sponsored by nette onclaud)


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Light

With closed eyes,because this burning light,
The clouds will go beyond the golden day,
And sun will rest in your hair, a playful ray,             
But blue will stretch a hand to inner sight;                 
               
Some dreams are riding yet, the friendly pony.
Neighbors: the fairy`s breasts in joyous rest; 
With closed eyes, the morning wind will test
And run a bee along no time wet honey;

Old summer buried its face in gentle light and sand;
Some dreams grew like shinning clouds above       
By covering the castles,then a part of our beach;    
No wind to run them , except a tender hand.        
                   
              
The taste of salt and sea are slowly speaking love;     
While changeable waves, to blond laughs reach...


Details | Ballad | |

A true friend

A Friend.

Associates, I’ve had so many
But let us speak of friends.
It be a term so often used
But I’m the worst of men
When it comes to picking holes in things
And a true authentic friend
He be as rare as rocking horse poo.
On a friend you can depend.

A friend would be there to the end
He’d take naught for himself
Oh yes a friend be wonderful
And adds to life much wealth
You know that when the chips are down
And the whole wide world looks grim
That friend will always be with you
His light will never dim.

This be as rare as hens teeth
But when the day does come
That you find this special friend
Your life will cheer up some
She’ll always soothe and comfort you 
And make you feel real great
A friend is someone sent to you
By the tender hand of fate

Cherish him or her so much
Cause when some-one your heart does touch
There ain’t no treasure on this Earth
There nothing that could have the worth
Of the one who loves and listens to
And gives support always to you
A true friend he till forever
He will not betray you, never!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beach of Promises

The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,

walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.


3.


Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,

lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,

my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,

wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.




Details | Narrative | |

Rosalina

Rosalina is a Spanish lass,
she slipped across the Juarez pass;
evaded the cops, eluded the hounds,
and made it up to my hometown.
Biggest brown eyes to ever grace God’s green earth,
a mouth filled with happiness, laughter, joy and mirth.
Legs so long and lean that they touch the ground,
and stretch all the way back up to paradise found.
Hips that swivel, swing and sway independently,
defying all of the known laws of gravity.
A voice so soft and sweet it puts the angels to shame,
makes my heart skip a beat every time she says my name.
Breasts so round and firm they bounce to a Latin beat;
make a blind man stare and a deaf mute speak.
Puts her arms around my neck, leans forward and kisses me;
giving me a little glimpse of what eternity will be.
Sits in my lap and tells me all of her hopes and dreams,
makes me think the Lord moved heaven to earth, or so it seems.
She wiggles and jiggles and giggles a lot;
makes a warm blooded man sun spot hot.
God surely looked down from heaven and took pity on me,
and sent lovely Rosalina to take good care of me.
She’s sweeter than honey from the honeycomb,
and makes my house a happy, loving home.
So, if the jerks at INS think they are going to deport my gal, well,
those lousy stinking rat bastards can go straight to hell.


Details | Ballad | |

THE PERFECT WOMAN

THE PERFECT WOMAN

What does a perfect woman mean? 
Does it mean something that meets your standards?
A standard measured by physical appearance
or from within towards one's heart and soul?

Perfect is just a label 
A label to define what you like in a woman
A woman whom you want to be with for the rest of your life
A life that will make you feel satisfied.

What is a perfect woman for me?
The perfect woman is a woman who is beautiful inside and out
Not only in the sight of those around us
But in the sight of GOD


By: Ms.Melba Regina V.Sales
      ( a.k.a RIPPED HEART AND SOUL )



Details | Romanticism | |

- You And Me -


You've never been so beautiful as tonight 
I will always remember you like this 
Just you and me 
You opened the door slightly open 
Heaven sent an angel - you and me as one 
In your eyes I see the proof of love 
I read your face - your mouth ... 
your personality and your body 
So beautiful you are that when you lower your loving glance 
Together with you - seconds have passed a day 
While kisses and dreams wander in the night 
You awaken the senses in me - it buzzes in my body 
I feel your breath on my neck when you kiss me lightly 
Let our dreams capture our hearts 
With you I feel only love and tenderness 
Right now it's just you and me





07.09.2014
A-L Andresen :)


Details | Verse | |

Brown Eyes

Brown eyes that matched her hair
Sad and unhappy as she stood there
Waiting for her love to return, maybe yes
maybe never, only time will tell
Such sad brown eyes that matched her hair
Tied from behind in the most romantic way
Head slightly tilted gazing down in despair
Looking, but not looking staring into space
Memories, dancing inside her head
As she spoke silently “He promised to return” 
Talking to herself said… “I had to believe
What am I to do this is just my grief”
Time is just a lie man invented it to be wise
When two lovers are together
It doesn’t need Einstein.
He gave such a wonderful love
Love only known to a lonely heart
For what is life if not with him, I prefer to die.
Fool I am to think he will return
He’s been gone so long maybe minutes
maybe days.


Details | Narrative | |

Apple Of My Eye

She is a southern girl.
She is a country gal.
She is the apple of my eye.
Her beautiful long red hair is done up in a ponytail.
A baseball cap sits upon her head all cattywampus.
She has the most lovely sparkling green eyes.
She has a beautiful smile that drives me wild.
She has the softest voice in the whole wide world.
And of course she speaks with a southern drawl.
I have never seen her in a dress.
It’s sweatshirt and faded jeans in the fall and winter.
It’s t-shirt and jean shorts in the spring and summer.
As for her feet it’s her choice: tennis shoes or flip flops.
For all of eternity she will always be the apple of my eye.


Details | Cinquain | |

To One I Love

hidden
behind the veil
still waiting to be seen
glimpses of beauty reserved for
one ... me


This poem is dedicated to a very special lady who was reentered my life.  Thank you for allowing me to see all your beauty again.


Details | Free verse | |

A seed of love planted in the soil of my heart

I sailed unaware into 
the ocean currents 
of her life:
and 

smitten, I 
desired to ride 

them with her;
somewhere 
along 
the ocean ways, a 

seed of love 

planted in the soil of
my heart had taken root 
and grew--only to perish 
like 

a young hope 

that's fleeting:
though I loved her, 
she 

still wounded
me 

like a careless 
knife. 

In spite of 
this and myself, 
I looked 

for encouragement
in her stare; 
and 

at the outlines 
of her graceful 
form 

I did wonder: 
she was 

indeed 

a Helen of Troy, a prize, 
on whose loveliness 
I 

so richly gorged! 

But never was 
a lonely man 
more wretched 
than 

I was, 

as she could 
not return my
affections  

with equal measure of feeling.  

I would be more
glad had she been 
unwedded to another,
and   

could easily be within 
my desirous 
and
jealous 

orbit! 

In time, I 
never 

saw 
her again;

and love, or the 
appearance of it--like 
an aborted 

fetus

flushed down the 
toilet--died 

with her parting 
as well!



Details | Free verse | |

Beauty, Love and Peace

Beauty, Love and Peace Beauty appears to be, In serene mood sometimes, Spreading the peace in mind Beyond horizons, limits and time. Peace is really such a wonderful state, Which enhance our mind and soul, and It makes us feel the joy of love and mirth, Influencing, our mind, heart and soul sublime, Which exist only otherwise, in that supreme being. Beauty takes us further and even beyond further, Amid the lofty heights, where love opens it wings, Where cool breeze blows to touch our mind, Where pleasure refresh our heart and feelings, Music and songs further take our souls, In a world of delight, so beautiful, so sublime, While flying and floating high in the sky. When peace reaches it's ultimate, It yields the fruit of love, Compassion and kindness, Then burst like buds, In every happy and serene mind, A Godly quality began to reflect, In every act of a cool mind. Beauty when get mingled, With the sparks of love, It bring the hearts and bind, So close and so loving, that bodies and beatings, Become one amid the ecstasies of loving minds. Nothing can reach here, nothing can disturb, Nothing can explain the beauty of love, Here the beauty even gets a new definition, It no more remains the beauty of body, It becomes the beauty of our being. Beauty dwells in every heart and mind, But very seldom reaches that stage, Where it become an inner decoration, Instead of a thing of vanity and pride. Ravindra Kanpur 19th May 2012 Inspired by Joann Grisetti’s poem
NOTE : To have the views and comments on these vital petals of life and poetry I have placed a Blog also on Poetry Soup on 19th May as "How you consider Beauty leads to Love and Love leads to Peace". The Blog is receiving most beautiful ideas from the pens of many of my most learned friends and philosophers on Poetry Soup.


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In love with life

In love with it all

I’m in love with all of it
I haven’t got much wealth
I guess I’m getting older now
I’m running down on health
But I’m in love with all of it
Every blade of grass, each tree
I love it with my heart and soul
I adore its mystery.

Everything in life excites me
I don’t know why this be
But I don’t suffer anymore
With depressive misery
Within my world I am a king
Cause I have everything
Every day is dear to me
Each moment makes my heart sing.

That golden Sun there in the sky
Is looking down on me
As he colors all with wondrous glory
Creating so much mystery
As here I sit, so all alone
The whistling soothes my soul
As canary, caged, just sings for me
And the morning feels so whole.

16 September 2013 @ 1125hrs.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Lost Love Letter

I have no words
For even words have left me
I reflect on loves twists and turns
Wishing we traveled this road as one

My love, I see you, from afar
Reflections are still on my mind
You are the mirror of my soul
My one and only

I look into your eyes
And I see you look away
As the words you try to find
You have hidden deep in rhyme

If only I could touch you
A careless whisper to mend your heart
For every day that lingers
We drift  as passions kiss evades

Tears that need not be


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Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


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A never ending story

A never ending story

It’s a never ending story
This story of our love
A story of an angel
Who was sent from up above
To love me and to nurture me
And make my life complete
It’s a never ending story
So perfect and so sweet.

That I’ll love you forever
This be wrote within the stars
I could not meet a sweeter girl
And just the way you are
To me this be perfection
You have so much allure
And everything about you
Is wonderful and pure.

This never ending story
Is the tale of love so grand
A story filled with magic
That I can’t understand
But I need it and I want it
To go on till forever
This never ending story
Of the two of us together.


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- Give Me The Eternity -



          The longing for a deep red ruby
          creeps like an ivy in my heart
          Love me today - love me tomorrow
          Sparks sensors from a sensitive heart
          Give me the eternity
          Like a lost child you take my hand
          Heart demons in angels inner circle
          brought me into beautiful golden moonlight
          Take me with you ... in perfection ... the divinity
          Hot bodies close together
          The silence encourager ... weak breath
          A deep red ruby is perfect - a beauty
          The eternity - how long is that





07.12.2013
A-L  Andresen :)


Details | I do not know? | |

Walking with Hope


Walking with Hope


I walk with hope,
at long last, I walk with promise,

I no longer crawl,
scurrying between wounded moments,

I stand tall again,
at long last, I sing a peaceful refrain,

sheltered by your love,
I take solace from life's bitter rain,

comforted by your warmth,
I soar free, high above the empty plain.



I walk with hope,
at long last, I walk with promise,

I stand upright,
feeling the radiance of your gentle light,

and I thank you for taking me in,
I am yours, and your breath spreads life,

deep in my heart, my soul, my mind,
you are the love that I have searched so long to find...


Details | ABC | |

Home is Where the Ocean Is

Summer is here once again.
The breeze is warm,
I smell salt on the wind.
The same sandy beach between my toes,
The same waters I learned to swim.
Sun burn on my nose,
To the Ocean I dive in.
I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic
Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully
Cold, I simply cannot handle it!
Further out I paddle faithfully,
For my mother ocean to keep me sane,
this is my therapy,
to soothe this migraine.
This place gives me energy,
a weakness with a name.
Pleasure Island, NC.
A place hidden with fortunes
and undiscovered fame.
Never could I stray from the ocean
my passions would never be fulfilled
and I would never be the same.


Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013
The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.


Details | List | |

Qualities of Health Engendering Women

They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you 
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself


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Reflections of Love

To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But at our elderly Age that doesn't mean much.... AAAhhh... The choices and freedoms that age does bring... They open the world of childhood again. This childhood is filled with fantasy and such… Including Dragons, and Trolls alive to the touch. I wish, I wish, you could see them with me. We could laugh at their antics, together you see. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But as my body grows old, my mind’s still young. My husband and I are like the two parts of the moon. He comes from the light side to pull me there, too. His reflections of love keep me there, each day. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But never stop smiling, along the way. It’s your reflection of love that’s given to the world, each day. It makes everything brighter, and everything OK. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. To learn is to find how to give your own reflections of love.
For contest: Reflections of Love


Details | Light Poetry | |

Bianca of Venice

Venice, the daughter of the sea
Winding paths, waterways or cobblestones roads
Rulers of the renaissance, noblemen would be
Her navy full of conquests, her triumphs all would see

From nobility rose, a woman fair
Her life a whirlwind, with her share of despair
Banished from Venice, for daring to speak
Her desires and wit, did many a man seek

The golden rose the pope did give
As she fled to Florence, so young and deceived
Her strength in spirit and a mind so refined
Her friend Marco, the captain, with whom she dined

He parted his wisdom as best he could
He sailed victorious, for Bianca he should
His secret was safe out on the seas
Which is why he and Bianca, could never be

Her royal blood would keep her in stead
As nobility in Florence would turn their heads
Francesco indeed would commission a palazzo
For Bianca his mistress, in waiting, his queen

The Grand Duchy of Florence, all powers bestowed
A seeker of knowledge, of wisdom composed
His Austrian wife, alone, cold and barren
Could not compete, with his love yet to be

They danced, they confided, in each they held
A love of intellect, beauty and lust to be feld
And sadly, one day, the enemies of Venice
Plotted and schemed to bring about a demise

The poison was swift, and an era did end
In a villa in Florence, Francesco was dead
Bianca his love, her beauty unblemished
Fell by his side, and whispered to thee

My dear, my love, it was meant to be

Bianca Cappello (1548 – 17 October 1587)

Note: OK OK I invented 1 new word, that's what poets do


Details | Light Poetry | |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Kiss That Never Was Ver 2

Entwined in a lovers sweat
Passions sated, as a cool breeze 
Brings in the scent of the night
Tongues tasting of wine, fully satisfied

Eternal happiness, could this be?
Or should I run under gloomy tormented skies?
Hand in hand we traveled, across the fields of love
Into historié 

Sur le pont d’Avignon
We danced the night away
Round and round did we go
Our love fell into the Rhone

Devotion seemed a certainty
Love was passions muse
Broken, life fell in the abscess of my demise
All I truly desired, left sur le pont

The battle of Avignon left me defeated

As my memories fade, melancholy recalls to me

The kiss that never was

Meant to last


Details | Double Dactyl | |

A Night Of Passion - A collaboration with Mystic Rose

Angel’s sing a chorus from cloisters that echo lustful cries of love 
While lovers drink in glances, passion turns to intimate desires
With trembling limbs they move, eager to entwine
Showing signs of hunger, in eagerness they thirst
Like a fine wine, they gingerly sip the taste of their sins
Soon to be committed
The Parish priest would be shocked at the debauchery
Yet why do the angels sing in unison?
The passion of love and life is the angel’s glory
A choir sings from above, at the happiness below
The coupling of spirits and raw desire
Gods design a miracle
To be celebrated


Note: This is a collaboration with Mystic Rose, and what a pleasure it was!!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

WHO AM I BY NAME ALONE

written 10th Aug 2013



I am God's child, first and forever
I am known by many different titles, a daughter
I am a wife
I am a mother
I am a grandmother
I am a poet
I am by several ways, known as a sister
I am an acquaintance
I am a loyal friend
I am a stranger
I am a cousin
I am an Auntie
I am a niece
But who is this person, they all call "Denise?"

She is a child to God
She is a niece
She is a cousin
She is a stranger
She is a loyal friend
She is an acquaintance
She is known to many, a sister
She is a poet
She is a grandmother
She is a mother
She is a wife
She is known as a daughter to many
She is everything, she'd ever dreamed her life to be....
She is happier than she ever imagined possible
SHE IS "DENISE"


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BEYOND BEAUTY

I whewed unto myself
I whewed unto who cares to listen
I screeched unto them
I warbled unto all

She is a beauty to behold
But beyond beauty
My dear country is suffering
She is suffering from . . . megalomania

My expected willing whee
Became my unexpected unwilling wheel
To which I wee unwillingly 
At the sight of the whittle

Whence forth is my whet to Whelm 
My willingness to willingly will my will
To my beauty beholding beyond beauty 
My dear country is
She is . . . stealthy coquettish.



Alayande Stephen .T
26th September, 2005
2.45pm


NB-Conceptualised for Nigeria's 45 years
Independence Anniversary.


Details | Ode | |

MY BEST LOVE SONG

I wrote for you my best love song
I sing it everyday.
The melody from your kisses
The words from your every smile

I wrote for you my best love song
To sing a never ending love
The rhythm from your laughter
The notes from each step you take

Each day I sing you in my mind
I play you on my heart
I hum you in my whispers
I strum you in my eyes

I wrote for you my best love long
As only a mother could write
To the child who gives her laughter
Son…my best love song is you


Details | Terzanelle | |

Silent Beauty

The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.

I wish to hold this moment for all time—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.

There is no need for dustpan, rake, or broom.
The roses in their glory make me cry—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.

I want to understand why when I spy
Upon this garden planted by a man
The roses in their glory make me cry.

It must be all a part of God's own plan
To show the awesome beauty He creates
Upon the garden planted by a man.

When I discern the plot, my thoughts abate—
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
To show the awesome beauty He creates,
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.


Details | Acrostic | |

Morning Acrostic

M. oving from my sleep
O. nly echoes of night remains
R. eturning from dreams of your loveliness
N. ever believing I would meet someone like you
I.  awake with delight
N. ot alone anymore for I have you
G. ood morning my love

This morning
the breeze
awakens the earth

Birds sing cheerfully
to the earth

This is the time
to wish my love

a good morning.....


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

When a man loves a woman

When a man loves a woman..

He listens to how she’s feeling more than what she’s saying,
He will put her needs and desires before his own,
He will let her into his heart, and work to get into hers,
He will reinforce her as a woman, build her up, and encourage her to take risks, 
She will know he always has her best interests in mind,
She will be confident in her endeavors knowing she’s supported and loved,
Her beauty and desire will never be a question, in her own mind,
Because her beauty and desire will always be mentioned and nurtured,
She will know the relationship is worth more that the conflict,
She will know she’s cherished, because she feels cherished in the comfort of his arms,
He will make her a priority in life,
He will be inclusive and inviting
She will be able to trust him with her most intimate thoughts,
And know it will never be used against her,
She will feel free to express herself and be vulnerable with him
He will kiss her with all the passion of the first time,
He will do all this and more, 
Even when the color has faded from their very first photograph,
He will do this and more because he loves his woman.


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First day of summer

First day of summer

It’s the very early morning
The summer’s just begun
Although the weathers kind of cool
I know that soon the sun
Will be burning down on me
But me, I love it all
I really love these summer days
They’re really beautiful.

It’s lovely in the early mornings
To see the sun come up
And hear birds singing joyfully
It overflows my cup
All this love that it brings out
As it shines on down on me
I love to see those Lorikeets
That feed from bottle brush trees.

How I love the beers and barbeques
In a garden filled with flowers
As I watch the many colored parrots
I could sit there for hours
And watch the sun that burns on down
Then rises from the trees
And I love it in the afternoons
To feel that cool sea breeze.

1 December 2013 @ 0500hrs


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"To My Sweet Thing"

Thou that holds a special beauty my lady, love of my life
Thou art special pearl, my girl, not a lady of carnal world,
Love, my life, my pearl of great price! You I shall not sacrifice!
You light up as wife, candle of life, set lonely heart a twirl…

Come unto me my beauty sweet, lay thy breast upon my chest,
Romance as love ‘s song,  though time has worn on, our love remains strong,
Given divine chance by first kiss, sweet romance, I reminisce,
Sweetness drops of your honeycomb lips, causes love’s bliss, prolong

Our chance of romance in the spring, not a common carnal thing,
Sweetness doth confess that our love was bliss from early first kiss,
That Love's graceful pursue, as sock and shoe, was not fleshly fling,
Let us feather together the quest, giving two hearts to bliss…

Two lovers twain in marriage, by depth of a true love’s courage,
Prenuptial start, my sweetheart!, a precept sustaining marriage!

For: Sentimental Love Letters
In Honor of: Audrey Carey






Details | Light Poetry | |

Bayou Mermaid

I was fishing with Dub “Stinky” Crank
down on Bayou Rumpawpaw.
We were in Dub’s old rusty boat;
it didn’t have any noticeable leaks,
so we deemed it to be seaworthy.
We weren’t having a good day of fishing,
caught a couple or three goggle-eye.
We were doing more drinking than fishing,
so we really didn’t care.
Then, to our surprise,
a mermaid appeared right there by the boat.
She said her name was Jewel,
could have been,
who knows when a mermaid’s lying.
It was love at first sight for old Dub,
but then again, he was drunk.


Details | Free verse | |

Flawless Aster under Auspice Cloud

Flawless Aster under Auspicious Cloud.

I find myself under an Auspicious cloud.
My sweet dreams overcome the flaws in disaster.
Smoothing away all my flaw's in my fear.
I slept under the star shape like an Aster.
Vanishing away the ugliness of my nightmares.
I awaken to a peaceful morning of tranquility.

In a fragrance path leading me to my own Dynasty.
I saw the solution that disabled the flaws of our unity.
Using myself perception of my abilities.
I am overwhelmed by the flawless gloom.
Accepting the careless ways of my responsibilities.
Surrounded by the human bloom.
I am cheerfully flowing out a perfectiveness of a glow.
My flaws have been cleansed and purified.
I joined the flowers of the radiant promising future.
To accomplished life in an auspicious way.

A flawless look into the obvious day.
A beautiful elegance in our harmonious way.
Unmarked in every soul with a purple ray.
Faultless, blameless, no need to beg and pray.
Unhurt like the beauty we find in the sky.
You hold me close with the whole feeling of love.
I am the Auspice in your eye.
Undamaged me with the atmosphere of your Aster wondrous sky.
Unharmed you stand in front of me.
I'm wild like an Aster flower in your hands so perfectly.
Smiles to the world full of flawlessness.
Like a diamond found in nature  untouched and unbroken.
Spoken words clearly come out bless.
A star, two flowers, a cloud, an imaginable token.
Symbolizing the love with no weakness.
Impacted on kindness and daintiness.

Waking up to the the worlds of reality.
I turn around like the moon.
On my taste buds I flavored the blossom smell.
The brightness of a flawless day.
I brush the dust of my shoulders.
I have no anger to castaway.
I've earned no fault when it comes to reason.
Now it's time to comprehend to live in the new.
Forbid my self to dwell on the old.
Look into the beauty that our future world holds.
Close the vision that we only see things for its flaws.
Clear your mind to inner self of mortality.

Longing to see the Aster in the dark sky.
I own the impurity of my air to the Auspicious cloud.
To absolute revive the love of the things that are alive.

By: P.D.


Details | Free verse | |

Love, Death, and Rebirth

The signs started in December
When she started waking up in tears each night
She was a normal girl with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes
She had plenty of friends and a loving family with just one thing missing
Her father. 

Days passed by and turned into weeks but only felt like a few seconds
Her life just whizzed by faster and faster until it was just a whirr in front of her eyes
Darkness filtered into her heart and mind until she didn't know if she could go on
But she had to. She couldn't let her mother and her sister drown in this same pain
She wouldn't let them.

She pushed all the darkness into the depths of her own heart
In hopes to save the hearts of the two people she had left
Because what else was there to live for now?
The rest of her world had crashed and her mother and sister was all that was left 
She wouldn't let them drown in pain too. 

She watched as they started to heal in her loving arms
Their hearts started to lighten up once more
But hers was just as dark as it was before 
And growing darker day by day 
But she wouldn't let that stop her. 

Suddenly a year had passed... and then two 
It only seemed like seconds to her but everyone else started moving on
Her mother and sister no longer needed her nurturing care
But she needed someone to hold on to
Anyone...

With nothing left for her to take control of, the dark pushed past her boundries 
It found a way into her soul
Until all she could see was dark and no light 
But her mother and sister were healed now
They didn't understand

The tears came back and engulfed her soul
Bit by bit until she wasn't sure why she was still alive
The grief took over like knives 
Piercing her skin over and over and over
It hurt so much.

She started to wonder what it'd look like to be dead
She could see him again if she was
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to endure this pain?
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to live knowing she'd never see him again?
It would.

So she started to hate herself
All that negative energy was starting to take toll
Everyone around her was breathing while she suffocated more and more by the second
She wished she'd just choke already instead of living in constant pain
If no one would put her out of her misery, she'd have to do it herself

She couldn't see any light anymore
So she grabbed the pill bottle off the shelf and just hoped it wouldn't take long to die
Deep down she still had a spark of light, but she just couldn't find it 
And now it was too late in her mind to change, to turn back and try to look deeper
She was done living.

That's when people started to notice that everything wasn't as peaceful as it seemed
They started to see how deeply depressed she had become
They wanted to help her see the light again before it was too late 
So they sent her away to see doctors and to take pills to make everything better
It was a start.

She didn't see a change at first but suddenly she could think clearly
Maybe what they were doing was actually going to help her see the light again
Yes, she still wanted to die, but maybe that wasn't the only option anymore
They cared,  and behind all their own problems they were trying to understand
They really were trying

Six months longer she would be treated and cared for
Until suddenly she was sent home from her treatment and care with a smile on her face
She had a new perspective
Someone had helped her ignite that spark in her heart until it was a glowing ember
She had been reborn

Sometimes you have to be able to experience the worst of it
To come back shining brighter than before
And if she had died that cold day in October, she wouldn't of ever seen the best of it
Or known that it would get better
and it did!

And she now sits at her laptop, with a smile on her face and warmth in her heart
It's never been an easy road and it won't ever be
But at least she knows she's lived through the worst
And it can only get better from here

So whenever she feels lonely or gets back into that dark spot again
She can look back on what she's learned and can read this poem
And remember that she survived the darkest depths of depression
And she will continue to survive it as long as she lives
Because she is stronger now than she ever was before ?


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

A Dark Fairy-tale

A Dark Fairytale

As I was chained, I breathe in.
As I was burned, I breathe out.
As I was cut, I looked down.
As I was broken, I looked up.
As I was destroyed, I closed away.
I had killed myself damaging beyond any repair.
To keep myself closed I chain, cut, burned, and destroyed what was within me, isolation my fear around me. But suddenly as I had nearly been kindled to a shivering light, something braver and stronger then I appeared and took me and held me and once again I was fixed and this is what happened; 
Suddenly I breathed in as I was unchained.
Suddenly I breathed out as my burns disappeared.
Suddenly I looked up as my broken body mended.
Suddenly I looked down as my cuts faded.
Suddenly I was opened up and my destruction was nothing more then a dream
As my knight, you entered that shadow and held me now I grow with a unprofaned radiance.
I was held once more, and my soul emerged.
I was spoken to once more, and my mind went blank.
I was kissed and my body reacted without a second hesitation.
And before I could run away once more, I was trapped.
Unlike my prison I lived in a fairytale, in were I don’t want to live this place anytime soon. What happened then and what happening now are so fair apart it hilarious.
 I’ve forgiven the past, not forgotten it. Prove never to make the same mistakes or else be locked back inside that tower I call my mind. 
Let me in brave knight, into your mysterious ways.
Let me in brave knight let me have secret passages into that world of yours. 
Let me in brave knight so I can truly capture you. 
I was as cold as ice even more then winters hail, but you with a ridged past that icier then I could have imagined is as warm as the summer sun and sweet like spring air.
For saving me, for taking my heart, for releasing me, I’ll become everything you want and then more, I’ll stand by your side and hold you like you held me and I shall be everything you need.
My sweet Knight.







Details | Ode | |

From the Shepherd to His Flock: a Parody of Lord Byron's ''She walks in beauty''

THEY graze in beauty on the land
     of grassy glades and dewy dales,
and all that's best of dark and tanned
     meets in their aspect and their tails;
thus mellowed to that tender hand
     which Shepherd to gentle glen compels.

One fleece the more, one hair the less,
     had half repaired the shearless grace
which wreathes in every woolen tress
     or darkly tightens o'er their face,
where mouths serenely sweet express
     how pure, how dear their grazing-place.

And on that rump and o'er that round
     so strong, so firm, yet elegant,
the baas that win, the hooves that bound,
     but tell of days in meadows spent—
a flock at peace with all around,
     a drove whose milk is innocent.


01/26/2014, "First Poem On Soup" Contest







Details | Free verse | |

Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


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Red Roses

Their petals are falling as their colors change
It wasn’t this way before but is it strange?
These roses are dying in delicate sweet sorrow
Will their love shed too? Or will it see tomorrow?
Petals and love falling slow like soft snowflakes
A little change in season is all it takes,
But will these roses bloom again in a new morn?
Will their love come back to greatly adorn?

Will their beauty be gone forever once it fades away?
Or will it come back to make everything okay?
For what will the roses be worth if their beauty dies forever?
Will the image and value from them permanently sever?
Will the light in their eyes suddenly become dark?
As their splendor and significance steadily grow stark? 
Or will they rise like light at the beginning of dawn?
And be reborn more beautiful than a swan?



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Happiness

Happiness (acrostic)
Happiness is found within not in people and things

Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing

Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us

Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly

Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face

Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set

Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay

Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being

Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward.  Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)


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Blossoming

 

The Blossoming

Within shivers
Hot like
Ice
Hides he
Phantom yet
Passes her
Daily
Hides 
She
So shyly
Dark tresses
Unsure
Within
This
Diamond like
Shines
She
Tentative
Within
New
Ability
Halls grow dark
And 
Only
He 
Haunts her
This want
Disco ball
Of tentatively
She
Walks within new 
Wants
Cursed within
The 
Exquisite 
Like shards pang
Desperately
A lullaby 
I can
No longer
Bring
Hold her so
Close
Yet so far
Away
This new life
For 
In Solo
So
Exquisite
She sings

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Naked Desires

Here I am
There you are
Face to face
We can not part
Nor do we speak
Of that first kiss long ago
Of hidden desires
Hopes or dreams and broken hearts
We dance in silence, a musical caress
The scares run deep upon your heart
The blood may flow upon your breast
This chalice I would consume, a thirst of love
I drink the redness of your hidden thoughts
I drink alone, hopeless
Dreaming


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At the beach

At the beach
everything sways and swoons
the palm trees by the sea
grow sleepy with the heat
I'll offer you shade
on this sun burned carpet of sand
as the misty salt kissed wind
crosses the waters from far off horizon...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~


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The Storm

We lovers kissed as storm clouds rose and darkened early day,
Reunited again we held each other as storm winds made us sway.
Whispered winds swirled about as we lover’s sheltered true,
Softly caressing our bodies and blowing away the morning dew.
Slowly naked we did unpeel and pressed together in passions fire,
Kissing sweet and moving slow as lovers sing in personal choir.
Rain winds lap the cabin doors as if to condemn, defile, deplore,
As passion builds and cries aloud the storm outside rages more.
Beaded skins moved as one where words of love entwined our soul,
Enraging the storm it shook the world, two lovers lost within their role.
Gasped and teared, we clung to each other, till our bodies shake to rest.
The storms anger rages through and puts the cabins timbers to its test.
She leaves my side to meet the storm, naked, trembling, but with classic poise,
Opens the door and steps to meet the raging storm and its terrible noise.
It whips her body she cries aloud, claws her flesh and tugs her hair,
Yet stops as sudden and starts to cry its rain tears splash her skin so fair.
It gasps for breath at her beauty tall and brushes the hair from her eyes,
And leaves the world in silence now, except for its heart broken sighs.



Seosamh de Burca................. © 26th April 2013

Entered into Softly sensual contest


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Sea impression

                 
                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    ships,
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    open.
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    eternity. 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     saving.
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      


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A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night


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The Righteousness Of Love

Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.


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Eunike


The honorable senator of Rome
Petronius, a handsome man of wealth
for whom the poets held respectful gnome,
that contemplated 'bout the State's good health
like God was worshiped by the sightly maid
- Eunike; whose devotion was unpaid.

Unanswered her obedience and love,
uncherished were and thus, transformed to pain;
tormented her young senses, made her rove,
- alone confessed, her flesh needs to abstain
- his handsome thus admired and marble bust,
apprised her instincts, highborn and robust.

Evincible, unrequited pleas,
the maid exalted to the sovereign sire,
his despotism she served just to reprise,
thus punished by the whip for her desire,
accepts the lashes whispering his name
with deponent her dedicated flame.

The punisher was ordered to beware,
not to cause scathes upon her perfect skin;
her sire's ingratitude could not forswear
love's burning tears she shed, for was a sin
to disobey her master's potent will
- infusing lashes deftly to instil.

Alone Eunike stares at his stone bust;
his handsomeness could cause a Sol's eclipse;
oh, may the Fates milleflorus entrust
their gifts upon his brow and much loved lips;
her arms embracing him, the maid's face couth,
shall osculate the marble bust's cold mouth.

© G.V., 09-07-2013 All rights reserved
(5 sextains, sestines or sestinas  - Iambic pentameter)

(You may read the "about the poem" submitted text)



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Her Reflection in the Mirror

on a cold windy night
just after a bath

combing her wet hair
the color of sunset
thick to the small of her back

eyes of rose colored crystal
lips of a warm winters twilight
full and moist
loving the way they part just the tiniest bit

a perfect neck 
narrow and sleek
the indention at the collar  
with the faintest vein 
some would not like
what others see as imperfection
I see as endearing and unique

her full breast
the color of strawberry cream 
smooth like a whisper 
they sway as she breaths
her breathing makes hast

her nipples
they harden and stand
to the tune of her breath
her desire inside her
is knocking
coming to play

setting the brush aside
both hands glide down her waist
chill bumps appear

between her legs she teases
she gasps as she enters
spreading her thighs to get deeper 
she hurries her pace

it's been so long
and she's lonely
she needs this release

she usually doesn't do this
because of the guilt
so when she does it's because her heat burns
and can no longer wait

her orgasm is magnificent
the face she makes
one of sweet pain
her body trembles
riding the pleasure
the pleasure she hates

I wish I could speak
and ask about her day
I'd tell her I love her
that I will protect her
that everything will be okay

but I can't
I'm cursed
I can't speak a word
all I can do is watch her
and love her
as she looks at her reflection in the mirror
her reflection in me


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Let it be

Let no shadow be cast in my soul
for I have seen the countenance of grace.
Let my heart not build a wall
to hide the furious compassion of Your face.

Let the rain of mercy fall
upon the dry wasteland of my memories.
Let my life answer to Your call
and my own stubbornness cease.

Let me not at the foot of the cross
resent precious blood splattered for me.
Let it cover the pain of loss
and from sin set me free.

Thank the Lord my soul can rejoice
for I am but a sinner whom You gave a choice.


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For The Woman Who Has It All

      1.
Still... still I but aspire to serve your sight,
The measures of dark, streaming mystery,
With eyes deep as night and alive with light,
Your Beauty's as any through history,
An unspent spirit proved by your posture,
Your certain figure made sure, made slender,
Vision of you is like rough emery,
Straining, straining to capture your stature,
As ev'ry artist would hope to render
Such Beauty kept committed to memory.

      2.
You're owed no less than a sprawling estate,
To be adorned with pearls, diamonds, and gold,
Yet, as always, I'm impoverished of late,
Affording such precious little, all told;
I just might point out places where wood rots,
And I may, perhaps, soak you in spilled milk,
Since with my savings, best I can do's fall,
As there'd be no most luxurious spots,
I'd offer no furs, no cashmere, no silk,
Not much for the woman who has it all.

      3.
'Pon my soul you remain as coarse etches,
A brilliant scar, a shadowy tainting,
The endless subject of endless sketches,
A future masterpiece in oil painting,
The fearsomely delicate carved sculpture;
Of you I make my own melodic code,
As I do this, I do so in your name,
For you are a truly rare-formed rupture,
Bleeding slow, my own melancholic ode,
Writ share 'mongst these words of undying fame.


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A poem for My Beloved













2011, Yambol








A poem for My Beloved
1.He is like a bunch of  myrrh,
He is gilding my fingers
With fragrance.
He is weaving into between
My breasts, He is cloaking on
My pearl buttons in sunrise redden
Like a droplets of blood,
A necklace of my heart,
A star of cinnamon tree,
A porcelain cup with milk
On a small table,
Till a silver spoon which
He is taking up slowly along
His stifling lips, and like a butterfly
Is swallowing a little chalice of my heart.
My beloved is walking and decreasing.

2. He wakes the forests green like emerald
Hayricks, white droplets, running on the
Face of the sky.
Eyebrows of clouds ,each snowdrop
bowing down
Under His white fingers.
All blade of grass reducing.
The pomegranates are like big chalices
For Holy communion.
My Beloved lifted it.
His back have been cut of
Smart whips, blood veronicas
Shoots up His white skin,
Strained like a drum, for fierce mad
Throng.
My Beloved will never be separated
From my breasts.
Myrrh deeply in my bosom and I
Live from her Holiness,
Golden lichen in golden hoops,
Tightens up my heart.
Beloved how giving out a sweet perfume,
Smells a summer.






Nina Mindova was born in Yambol, Bulgaria.
She graduated at Bulgarian philology, English philology in Paisii Hilendarski university in Plovdiv and Theology in VEBI Sofia..
She is author of six poetry books.








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Beauty of the Heart

Your love to me I am on fire.
My desire of the heart it feels.
Your words I hear your voice among them.
I reach out to touch but can not feel.
My empitness of life the void of image I see.
A beauty before my grace I fall to my knees.
My tears they drench in sorrow.
The belove I hold near my heart in dreams.
But only in hopes of tomorrows do I love.
But my every desire to touch and hold you close.
It is my dream to love once more deep in my soul.
But never be alone in darkness and always be love in heart.


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A Prayer For Strength To Be Yourself

It's hard doing something different.
It's difficult staying yourself.
In a world so accustomed to conformity,
It feels nearly impossible to be unique
As the one He created you to be.
How do we find the strength?
How do we find the courage?
How do we find the bravery?
Where do we defeat fear?
Well, He's hanging on The Cross
Giving life to you and me.
Thank You Jesus!
Let us not forget
With Christ,
Nothing is impossible,
For with God,
All things are possible!
Thank You Father!
Thank You!
We give our lives to You!
We are Yours!
Praise You forever
And forevermore!
In Jesus' Name,
We pray,
Amen!


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An Older Woman

Mesmerized by her beauty as gazing upon her splendours..
Past my bedrooms curtains and through her open window
I knew she knew I was watching having waved unto myself
Moments afore whileas she was slipping from, her clothing
She has always done so since moving next door myself shy
Until today, as ofttimes loving her dews petals; fantasizing
About her perfect beauty and her long flowing auburn hair
Bronzed complextion glistening legs her shapely full breast
Checking my hair my blouse my make up nervous, wanting
Ringing the doorbell my reflections looking within the glass
Joy as surprised when she answers wearing nothing except
A glowing smile and warm, welcoming eyes; inviting me in
Slight hesitation flames rising her breast, brushing my skin
Heart pounding her soft wet kiss; palms caressing her hips
Dreamy, gazing up into her oceans skies imparting, utopia...
My love's kissing, sucking, licking her lips; her creamful bliss.












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Self PORTRAIT

I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do this with one thing in mind
I will close my eyes and will imagine it blind
With no colors or fractionation of the light
Just plain me and a vision with my hand as my sight

My hair is very coarse and some what fine
What I just described is so benign  
I twirl my hair and make it bend 
And I will say its very clean not oily on the ends

As I press on my forehead I simply feel a distinct part
I notice from hair to skin it is very different from the start
The simple partings from hair not like skin
I am going to feel with my other hand and begin

The smoothness of my skin like years of water eroding a rough rock surface smooth
Not just that my skin is like home to years of stories like scars and attitude
And when I raise my eyebrows the wrinkles it makes is more so for expression
I did not notice it with certain ideas, thoughts, and emotions

I run my hands down to my eyelids I feel movement of my eyes trying to peek
Eyelids that I have, vibrates with some kind of fear, Why?, that I will seek
Just now as I thought about it a sensation ran through my brain
My eyes is the world to me and that is true and not insane

Myself portrait of me is through my touch for now
But to finish it I will have to open my eyes soon and how
I been in a trance full of so many ideas just with my eyes closed
I run my hand on my nose and lips and I smile who could apposed

The feelings in the tip of my fingers rub on my chin and jaw with care
I do notice roughness of unshaved velcro gripping hair 
I skip my ears so I will sneak a feel with my fingers I chose
I notice it is like my nose with cartilage, so I don't suppose

I will now open my eyes that I will use a mirror to see myself
My head is oval shape and my neck is like a stump, please help
My skin is very tan and my eyes are brown with my eyes I see
With all the description with my hands, one sure thing is the same and key

It is the description of measurements that is what my hands and eyes can see me
With a smile I am looking into the mirror and I can describe that I am happy
Myself portrait of me is such a way to get to know myself once more
I will never think it was a waste of time or a bore




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You are my Star, in the far off Sky

I captured a million butterflies
My heart flutters for you
A million and one you see
Beauty made unique for two

My heart is buried in clouds
Dark with stormy winds
Hidden inside of sorrows
Thus is I who makes the rain

And now the flowers bloom in spring
For sadness feeds the earth
And if I could make you smile even once
Then a million butterflies would dance

I planted those million flowers
My heart has opened to you
A million and one in blossom
For a beauty you are to me


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US in JesUS

Before we were thought of or time had started, 
God put US in His Son’s name.. 
 
And each time we pray, you'll see its true, 
You can't spell Jesus without including US.  
Were a pretty big part of His wonderful name, 
For US, He was born; 
 
And His great love for US is the reason He died. 
Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand 
He rose from the dead, with US in His plan? 
 
The stones split away, the gold trumpet blew, egospelexpress
And His resurrection was for US.  
 
As JesUS left the earth with His wonderful ascension, 
When He felt there was one thing He just had to mention. 
 
"Go into the world and tell them it's true 
that I love them all - Just like I love you." 
 
So many people are Christian brothers and sisters, 
Don't all the others have a right to know JesUS too? 
 
It all depends on what we do, 
He'd like them all to know, 
But it all starts with US. 

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright   2011

VISIT US AT; http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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Indefinite Love

I saw a young lady who was so perfect that she made my heart beat
I could not figure it out and now I really don't know I had to take a seat
She smiled like an angel in the heavens with glorious blinding teeth
She seems so kind and full of life and never put people beneath
I do not have a bad thought or a moment without any ease
I notice that because she pulled me up and smiled with a tease
She kept things close to her like my hand and my heart
She knew that I was just the man that gave her a good start
I never had a thought of leaving because of a fight
I will never part with her because she is my sight
She looks forward at all times and never looks back
She knows how I am if some one would hurt her I would attack
I will never leave her side with out her knowing she is safe and sound
I am the man of her dreams I will never let her down hard on any ground
She loves me with all her heart and I know this because she gives me the look
She knew how long I waited for her to notice me, I remember it was long time it took
I waited by her side when she was ill and could not walk 
I held her hand and made her smile when I told her I love her, when I talk
She noticed it in my voice the feelings with care
She never looked at me in a blank stare


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When Your Face Comes To View

This very earth stops, the sky bows down,
When your face comes to view,
Oh, when your face comes to view, 
If you give me permission,
I'll love you a little, dear,
Sit down in front of me,
I'll fill my empty heart, empty eyes, dear,
If you get mad at me, night will come right now,
Without you I'll hide in a scarf, I'll hide,
This very earth stops, the sky bows down,
When your face comes to view,
Oh, when your face comes to view,
If you tell me to, 
I'll even bring you the moon dear, dear,
Ask for one star,
I'll bring you the sky itself dear, dear,
When you come to mind, you take away my sleep, 
In a jungle of dreams I hide, I hide,
This very earth stops, the sky bows down,
When your face comes to view…


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The Perfect Woman

 Since I was a boy I have known of her . I've dreamed of her in my fantasies , I have visioned you in my thoughts.Never knowing why or how or 

where she came from, Just she was there .Not ever did I see her face ,but I've known all the while of her beautiful smile. Eyes of an Angel , I can  

see all the way to her soul. Hair that flows over her shoulders like a waterfall.  . Just a dream in my head , my imagination gone wild , but I have 

always known she would be mine one day , A goddess  I will cherrish as my Queen and love her with all my heart. Spoil her with gifts and 

treasures, what ever she likes .The girl of my dreams I have honestly seen .I have spoken to her  and it is exactly as it was suppose to be . She's in 

love with me. Oh and she is the prettiest thing, this woman thats always been in my dreams .I was put here to meet her and she to meet me . I have 

always been in her dreams ,that's what she's been telling me . A match made in Heaven is what she claims, a love forever , a happiness for life , a 

Joy in our hearts that makes our lives worth living. Every since I was a boy I have known her. This woman of my dreams.
TAC


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The Beauty of A Lady

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Mesmerized amid enchanted...

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As gazing upon the graceful beauty of her

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Bare naked body's, silkened perfection ~

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Softly caressing her firm full breast as she smiles

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Slowly lowering to let me taste once more fragrance

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Rose petaled sweetness of her moistened lips...

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Entwined; joyfully burning inside as gently tracing ~ 

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This dreamful warmth of her pressing thighs 

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Quivering, as loves nectars begin their journeys

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Pleasing flavours upon my thirsting tongue...

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“The Beauty of A Lady” ~






* “A Dedication Unto The Beautiful * Beautiful Linda Marie.” *


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Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Supannika

the very first time I saw you you totally captivated my heart never had any idea or single clue but I’m already in love with you since the start just your name is such a beauty without a doubt I could hardly believe that you’re real until I’ve finally touched and held you one by one falling down from those wand-like branches as in hail carpeting the dark green bermuda grasses on the ground with all my zest I gathered you gladly all around your big round petals shine so bright like a brilliant sun my faint notion that you’re a hand-made crepe paper now has passed its way and finally gone all I wish, when I dance you’ll adorn my hair I’ll be proudly making you into garlands for a special affair in my eyes, you’re one of the emblems of royalty in this beautiful kingdom and lovely place while local and foreign folks are all enjoying their stay you’re providing them an atmosphere with solace in your yellow color is a shaft of light for peace Supannika, with my piquancy I am taking you home to introduce you that you’re such a special kind a radiant flower to float on water will lastly bloom most especially I’ve a great idea in my mind you’ll be a wonderful gift to my loved ones on Valentines Written: Feb. 10, 2012
Second Place Contest: Simple Title Judged: 3/9/13 Poet Sponsor: Greatest Poet PD


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Her Beauty Didn't Stall

Elaborate, softly tailored to suit She’s sure more beautiful than very cute Exquisite form, flawless in many eyes Details of her delight, there’s no disguise She likes to wear tight dresses, to show off I hardly noticed her feeling quite scoffed Because many were ignoring her here She’s just a normal guest it would appear I walked up to her, a smile on my face She saw my approach and ruffled her lace I began to speak with her, this goddess And we talked the night through, I did impress Her beauty didn’t stall, I kept going Now she holds a love that keeps on giving
Russell Sivey


Details | Rhyme | |

A sudden Reply To Love-Call And Response-Collab

A Sudden Reply to Love - Call and Response SUDDENLY... by: Germaine Pasley Just a kiss just a touch Just a little too much Keep my love keep my heart Keep my mind for a start Hold me close hold me tight Hold me through the night Love me now love me free Love me nice and see How my love can suddenly Take a chance and be There's a place there's a time There's a beauty in our rhyme When I'm low when I'm sad When I'm lost or feeling mad You give me hope give me bliss Give me one tender kiss And I'm lost and I'm found And I'm claimed all around Love me now love me free Love me nice and see How my love can suddenly Take a chance and be Take a chance and be Suddenly... REPLY TO LOVE... by: Dan Kearley I'll take your kiss With your sweet touch I could never get enough With all your love in your sweet heart Has filled my mind right from the start I'll hold you close, and tender tight With flaming passion all thru the night My love for you now will always be Believe in me, and you will see How our love will suddenly Take a chance and be... With me Any place or anytime Our rhymes beauty will intertwine When your sad or feeling low Or just lost with no where to go I'll give you hope with a tender kiss Filled with passion, and with bliss If your ever lost you will be found For my love for you knows no bounds My love for you now will always be Believe in me, and you will see How our love will suddenly Take a chance and be With me...
A call and response poem collaboration :))


Details | Diamante | |

Diamante

                                                    Sunrise
                                                in eastern sky
                                           so lovely in her bones
                                  sun sets in the west I love her more
                        she is my everything I love her more than yesterday
                              a dimensional physicality she is as a diamond
                                        her sensuality awakens me
                                                i am an electron
                                                       drawn





Details | Sestina | |

Dark Woods C F H

I have this story of the garden of evil I saw.
Darkness called to me, I was drawn inwardly.
Walking, a glimpse of beauty came into view.
She intrigued me as to why she was inside.
When I stepped in front of her she smiled.
Not an ordinary smile, one of pure wickedness.

She spoke to me calmly at first, as my eyes did view.
Transformation began as her beauty faded inwardly.
I swear to you that I felt like darkness had smiled.
Her shape changed and now a devil my eyes saw.
Beckoning me she said come with me inside.
My soul captured my mind knew now wickedness.

She told me that I was hers now as the demon smiled.
That I had to take my place beside her in wickedness,
Which the garden of evil was now placed inside.
That the evil call had embedded my heart inwardly.
As she took me aside to a mirror where I could view,
What happened to me, undeniable is what I saw.



I was changing outwardly, as well as inwardly.
My eyes were blood red and horns came into view.
I had become her male counterpart, we both smiled.
Within a couple of moments, I was lost in wickedness.
Then out of darkness other creatures came from inside.
More and more demonic creatures are what I saw.

She said, Meet our armies that mankind cast inside.
That she had waited for me, again her lips smiled.
Upon wave of her hand a mist came into view.
It was me in previous form, yes, you were evil inwardly.
Your whole mortal life you felt you had no wickedness.
Suddenly I knew she was right, this was a prediction I saw.

My destiny was sealed; garden of evil will keep me inside.
A consort I will be to her evil heart, fulfilling wickedness.
Thinking back in my dreams I could have changed what I saw.
Though forever and beyond, darkness grows inwardly.
As we held each other, a vision cast came into view.
We looked deep into each other’s eyes and we smiled.

What we both saw, within her womb something was inside.
We knew we shared wickedness, as the birth came into view.
Love, lust held inwardly, looking on, our baby demon just smiled.

Note. This was part of a dream I had and I feel it was a release to write this to help me fight my personal demons that have always plagued my mind and dreams, maybe I watched to many horror movies when I was younger, I have seen almost all of them more than once


Details | Free verse | |

Radha's Song- A folk Song of India 1/2

Prelude

This folk song is based on the childhood incidents of  8-10 years old Krishna, who use to
please everyone of Gukul village by his loving playfulness.  Gokul is the place where the
divine Krishna was brought up by his foster mother Yashoda about 5000 years back.  

Radha’s  Song-   A folk Song of India  1/2

When the golden rays of Sun peeped,
From behind the hanging dark clouds,
My mind bloomed touching the rays,
As flowers bloom seeing the Sunshine,

O my friend, I came to Punghat*,
To collect water from the   river,
And was about   to dip and fill it,  
In my empty earthen, Gagariya*,

Suddenly   Krishna,*    appeared   there, 
From where,   I do not know,      Sakhi*,
My Gagariaya*,  slipped from my hand,
Even my Chunariaya* also drifted away,

Now, how to go home tell me, my friend,
Without,         the water pot and     water,
From where,     I can get my Chunariaya*,
To cover myself,       before I reach home.

Such  is the magic of Krishna &  his  flute,
They enchants our  mind & heart,    Sakhi,
O, even  I hear,     the melodies of his flute,
When he is nowhere, around me, O Sakhi,

You   also   feel,         as   I  feel,  for  our  dear  Krishna,
Suffering as I suffer, still smiling in our hearts my friend,
Does the melodies,                of his ever enchanting flute,
Lives in your mind and heart,   like me,              O, Sakhi.

Ravindra
Kanpur   India    23 10 2010
(Protected under copyright provisions of Poetry Soup)
Clarifications:
*Radha.   Radha was the childhood friend and was one of the most beloved Gopi of Lord
Krishna. She was the   beauty, power and aura create the ethics of love. None of the
scriptures consists of the power to verbalize her beauty, for it is clear enough that when
beauty of Sri Krishna makes several hearts leave their boundaries, her beauty is so
mesmerizing that it makes Him loose consciousness.
*Krishna.   Krishna is often depicted as an infant or young boy playing a flute as in the
Bhagavata Purana  or as a youthful prince giving direction and guidance as in the Bhagavad
Gita. The stories of Krishna appear across a broad spectrum of Hindu philosophical and
theological traditions.] 
*Gagariya. The earthen pot used still in Indian villages to collect water from river, pond
or wells.
* Chunariya.  A long strip of cloth to cover the beauty of a woman. It normally hangs on
the bosom to cover them.
Punghat.  Is the word used for a place from where water can be collected by village women
of India.
*Sakhi. Hindi word means female friend


Details | Romanticism | |

A Flower's Funeral

A sweet flower's funeral
displayed in the cold months
of snowy weather and bone chilling shivers.
A sweet flower burned away, dried up;
buried six feet under.

Oh, my sweet flower,
how you once bloomed with no remorse,
like a madman blooming with beauty
and a glorious halo over your head
shinned with such power and blinding glory.

Oh my sweet flower how you have gone now,
resting in peace in the land of paradise.
Oh, my heart it is weak when I see your face,
of once beautiful smiles and warm embraces.
I can hear your crying out to be free.

Snowing and bone chilling cold ripes at my soul
and feelings of sorrow rage through my blood,
boiling my hatred to the world, for losing your
sweet and ever glorious beauty.

What I would give away, if I could be with you
one last night, one last night together
to hold you in my arms, to smell your sweet perfume
that brings back sweet memories of you and I.
What I would do to be with you,
such romance travels through my heart in the highways
of my veins in my body, love is all throughout me,
and my heart breaks when pictures of you start to collect dust.

My love for you, my sweet flower,
is still ingering through the air,
as I travel and look upon a tombstone
which shows your beautiful name.

Come to me my dear flower,
when spring comes,
come to me my dear, sweet flower.
And bloom once again,
twice as large as last year,
and ten times more beautiful then last year.
Come to me in the first months of spring
in my dreams, so I could sit and talk with you.
I miss you already,
and my heart crys,
my eyes flood with tears of sorrow.
I miss our love we shared.
Long walks,
cosy talks,
warm cuddling embraces
and beautiful displayed in a picture frame.
Now I hear the tapping of raindrops on my window pane.
That is all that keeps me company,
that and the rose you gave to me
and a picture of you and me.
Love is endless, even when blue eyed Death comes to visit
and play a game of chess with us,
we all play our game, my love.
I shall go tonight
in my sleepy slumber
and dream of you in the times of our height in our love for each other.
My lost love, you are gone, resting in paradise,
but never forgotten my sweet flower.

-10/6/2013-


Details | Lyric | |

I love the way your blue eyes shine

I love the way your blue eyes shine.
.
I love the way your gentle blue eyes shine
As your lovely face, it tells me you are mine
No words could tell, the love I have for you
It shines through me, so pure and sweet and true.

My years with you, have been the best I’ve known
Through all these years my love has grown and grown
I know, at times I’m hard to understand
Yet how I melt beneath our love so grand.

Until the end of time we two be one
Our love so vast it could outshine the sun
Together we two drown within such bliss
I’d die without your love, be sure of this.

Nothing could ever stem my love for you
It fills the Earth, the seas, the sky so blue
Forever and a day, this love in me
Will join us two together endlessly.


Details | Ode | |

Mysteries of Human Hairs

Mysteries of Human Hairs Hairs, O’ hairs, O’ lovely ravishing hairs, Fascinating and beautiful, you often resemble, When nicely looked after and softly taken care of. Your beauty and elegance has often inspired, Your softness and shines have captivated many To put their hearts on fire, Your aroma can evoke to extremes, Passion and lust like streams. The lustrous beauty of these hairs, Have raised thousands of wars sacrificing millions, To win only a Helen of Troy and Even great warriors like Ceasar and Antony became a prey, Before the killing magic of your arts and flying colors. Even the ravishing beauties of these hairs, Have charmed many eminent enemies and warriors Besides the millions and millions of moving lovers since ages, Who fall prey to the loveliness of these alluring hairs. Your graceful presence, has produced men of letters, Your locks have killed many, in the history of the world, While many have altered their existence, completely, To win, the beauty of your hanging hair locks and curls, Even the dullness of your hairs too, Have often inspired many wandering lovers and singers. Hairs, O’ hairs, O’ lovely ravishing hairs, When you hang, you look like dark clouds, Playing on the forehead of a woman, By watching such clouds many get lost, In the colors of your showering rains. Many Writers, poets and artists find their inspirations, Under the love and softness of you O' hairs and Many have produced things of beauty and joys forever, While many have found the goal of their life, In the beauty of your lustrous curls and colors, What a strange it is, that still many Would like and love to get sacrificed, In the enchanting flames of hairs, like small flies forever. It is also a hard truth of the world and Of our human life and air that, Even some saints too have fallen prey, Before your enchanting beauty and your alluring colors. Many mighty kings have lost their crown and kingdoms, In the ever tempting beauty of your magnetic curls and shines, To get hold of you, O’ lovely hairs. Kingdoms have fallen like the house of cards and Even most powerful men of this earth, Have lost the edge of their swards, Before the shining, flying and mesmerizing, Beauty of a women’s hair and its penetrating charms. What wealth and gems you hide in your treasure, Making many men and even women, Mad, before the lovely ravishing beauty of you, O’ Hairs. Ravindra Kanpur India 28th Oct 2010 Edited and rewritten on 28th March 2012


Details | Ballade | |

This cosy love

This cosy love

In guess I could rave on, and on
About every little thing
I could write about those sensual things
And the way our two hearts sing
When we lie there together
But it's so much more have we
We have this thing together
All filled with mystery.

You be the grand earth mother
As me, I be the child
You're ways are from the earth itself
You're tame where I'm still wild
Everything's so practical
With you, but not with me
Oh yes, we two be opposites
And yet I love you madly.

And even now, at seventy
There's nothing really changed
You're still the perfect lady
And you still think me strange
But I'm always going to love you
Just the way that you love me
And even when these shells are gone
This fact shall always be.
23 September 2013 @ 0530hrs


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



Details | Ballade | |

In love with life

In love with life

How can one hold it in? 
All this happiness, this glee!
I dance and sing so endlessly
That’s just the way it be
Some people think me quite insane
Cause they don’t understand
How the energy just pours on out
When life, it feels so grand.

I walk around on crutches
And yet I dance within
Every morning I wake up
A symphony begins
Cause each day is delightful
As the sun shines up above
Some say it’s insanity
But me, I call it love.

It be a special kind of love
It’s there for all of life
My end is coming ever near
But when my time is rife
I’m going to dance my life away
To that place that waits for me
Cause joy it bubbles constantly
So loose, and fancy free.

29 April 2014 @ 0833hrs.





Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Beauty Meant For One

Somber willows bend
To touch their gnarled knees.
Faithful tree trunks stand
Against the angry breeze.
So who am I to question
Nature’s grander scheme?
I know there is a lesson
In this telling dream.

Slowly setting sun
Is painting wispy clouds.
Beauty meant for one,
Yet drawing in the crowds.
So what am I to gather,
From this dream of mine?
That love’s not free, but rather
Only just a sign.

Oceans rolling in
Are symptoms of the tide;
Just as growing sin –
Depravity slung wide.
Do lightning and the thunder
Just reflect the storm?
And is it love, I wonder,
That will keep us warm.

So the lesson learned
Is water’s very deep.
Forests do get burned
When Nature’s gone to sleep.
My dream is a reflection
Of a wondrous find -
That love is just a vision
Of the ties that bind.


Details | Sonnet | |

Little Rose

Simple lilies brown beautiful roses
it is ointment to my feet: these mosses
Little ladies rare seen fell fossils
She is isle lament: pieces in the vile.

Zamiwe_as wind, the fruit first
the fall and clash.
These heroic lashes of man conquered poets,
slay of knights by eye: flicker light.

Rude beauty speechless waters: her tender leaves
olive purity in slander quotes: the clan of eve
Sonnet font unstressed, without rhythm
 just roses: her breeze of dance.

Little lady her eyes but lies
Little rose, thus: beauty to my eyes.


Details | Ballade | |

When I'm with you

When I’m with you

When I see the beauty
Of that sparkle in your eyes
When you look at me with laughter
And you seem so very wise
I look at your aliveness
And my heart it skips a beat
My darling you’re adorable
So precious, and so sweet.

When we’re driving in the car
And you’re singing with the set
You seem so very happy
Like your life has no regrets
And I listen with my heart strings
And I want to sing with you
That’s when I know I love you
With a love so very true.

When we’re walking in the sunshine
And our minds are wide awake
Your mood it has the beauty
And the sparkle of a lake
As it lies beneath the summer sun
How I love you more than life
You be my special angel
My best friend, and my wife

5 January 2014 @ 0530hrs


Details | Couplet | |

Peace

In Sixty nine, I was eight years old
With no idea, how life would unfold
That pretty young girl, who caught my eye
She had a peace sign, tattooed on her thigh

My parents place was called the Coffee Cup
She was their waitress, I was just a pup
I was intrigued, by her lovely blonde hair
With that Peace sign, I kept looking there

I couldn't get her picture, out of my head
I drew a big peace sign, over my bed
My peaceful dreaming, her lovely blue eyes
Hoping she'd choose me, above other guys

I found the courage, to express my love
She was more gentle, than a soft white dove
She said "Don't worry it will be okay,
you will find your true love, some future day."

When I see a peace sign, I have to smile
I picture that girl, with her lovely style
My very first crush, she awoke my heart
A special memory, a pretty good start



Kristen Bruni's "The Peace Sign Contest"



Details | Light Poetry | |

A Voice in the Forest

We are the army of the dead
Rising up, marching towards battle
We fear no man, no foe
We shall rape and pillage

Your village shall be ours
We shall bring fires from hell upon you
The young will die
The old will dance to our whims

Our bagpipes you shall heed
As our drums tremble upon the ground you walk
We have died and returned from hell
We fear no man, no foe

We shall surely triumph, fear not at your own peril

.
 .
  .

I am but a child
I have no possessions
I own nothing of value
Hell surrounds me

Sometimes, I must live in dreams
Of bluer skies and softer times
When I awake, my voice sings
The sweet fragrance of things to be

Were men shall live in peace
Music shall be the harmony
For all of mankind to dance
Oh how they say, I sing like an angel

I dream of this day

.
 .
  .



The army marched forth
The boy did sing
Truly angelic sounds
Reverberated through the forest


On this day, this boy feared no one
His voice made even the birds sing along
The heavens opened their doors
A single human voice, made all the angels dance

The drums beat for war
Onwards marched the soldiers of death
Until they too heard an angelic melody in the wind
Coming from a small boy in the forest

These knights of darkness
Stopped dead in their tracks
For they wept and wept
For joy or sadness they knew not

The musical voice of an angelic boy
Brought these men at arms
A most unique victory
For they could fight no more

The human voice, an instrument of love


Details | Narrative | |

As a stranger I met you

As a stranger I met you
Pure and gentle was your appearance
You spoke a touch without words
A breeze so pure like light

As I listened with my eyes
I smelled the taste of beauty beyond honey
What a feeling?
An emotion lost within expressions
An experience of heaven's true Agape

Oh what an experience to share
A beauty whose light can't be gazed
A gift priceless to be bought free
Your touch so perfect to the broken

Yes your name is Love
Your nature perfect in quality and in glory
oh Eden's first language
You're that truth I can't hide 


Details | Ballade | |

LUCKY GIRL

From the dust and dirt of this little town
In this old saloon since I was a child 
You'd come in calling me your lucky girl
Your sweet attention, oh it drove me wild

I remember when I was that little girl
Dreamed there was a prince just for me
You'd ride up on your horse and rescue
With strength and courage.. set me free

I grew up fantasizing we'd get together
I'd be the hand dealt that you would play
You'd hold my secrets, keep my thoughts
I'd be the only winner, what do ya say..

I'm dying inside to be your lucky girl
And if I was there'd be nothing more
Nothing more that I would want to do
Than share my sweet luck with you

Yeah, I'd share my luck in the mornings
share it in the meadow and in the woods
I'd share my luck in the evening time
In the moonlight, boy.. It would be good

I'd share my luck while I'm still young
You're amazing, wild flower..  I would be
When we'd grow old you'd still feel my luck
Every time you'd make love to me
Make love to me

I'm dying inside to be your lucky girl
And if I was there'd be nothing more
Nothing more that I would want to do
Than share my sweet luck with you

Share my sweet luck with you..
Make love to me

Contest: Jerry's  "A Town Called Rotgut"
Date: 7-28-14
Poet: Lyric Man


Details | Free verse | |

My Beautiful One

You’re an enduring eclipse of quotidian winsomeness, 
Existing in front of all others, compelling the aforesaid into your shadow: 
My Beautiful One… 
Surpassing their talent for beauty, 
By allowing the world to witness your gift for it: 
My Beautiful One… 

Rejuvenating a word once relegated to becoming depthless, 
Its affects near fleeting, Beautiful showed few signs of standing peerless as it once did, 
Though within your presence, Beautiful is brought back to its quintessence, to its inception, 
Shown the miracle it was conceived in, you’ve promoted its ordinance even over that of the beholder’s vision: 
My Beautiful One… 

In your arms, embosomed by you, Beautiful is free from its superficial cellar, 
No longer just vernacular, the “B” word for pretty, or merely our lexicon’s adornment. 
No, My Beautiful One… 
In your face, Beautiful finally returns nature’s true reflection, 
Your facial features burn incandescently and uncontrollably, fueled by a lifetime of beauty all in one place. 
My Beautiful One anoints Beautiful with her grace, returning its virtue, 
Granting it renewed potency…thought lost for always… 



Written in Afghanistan -27 OCT 2013


Details | Ballad | |

I JUST WANT TO KNOW

(Guy)
I know that touching you seems so unreachable
Yet every night I find.. hope in the moonlight
The thought of being together, it just feels so right
Never want for you to be.. out of my sight
I'd give anything, if we could be more than friends
With a love that's unending.. let's let love begin
You've stolen my heart, cupid's arrow always wins

(Girl)
I know these feelings that you feel, I know they're real
And if they were completely mine.. I'd be fine
But we are best friends, and my love's not blind
So although I'm so flattered, it's not our time
I'd give anything, if being best friends was enough
Knowing your longing.. It sure makes things rough
But darling I do love you, you've got the right stuff

(Both)
If the love we feel was the same for you and me
It would be so incredible, it would be ecstasy
We'd soar over mountains.. ride the seven seas
We'd dance till morning, we'd love to eternity
But our love is different, in the intensity of our heart
You want all of me.. While I want only a part
It's not worth our friendship, can't take that chance
Is it wise to risk it all, for one shot at sweet romance

(Guy)
You don't see it now but you are worth my wait
So I'll go on in longing, wanting for my song
The thought of being together.. doesn't feel wrong
Chasing dreams in the night sky, hope it won't be long
So I'll live with the illusion.. Someday you'll love me
Until you get star struck, and suddenly you see
The deepest kind of love.. Is the kind for you and me

(Girl) 
Oh, all your words are tied with beauty and grace
I wonder are you.. inspired from Heaven above 
And sometimes honestly I feel I might, be falling in love
Yeah, what if we were meant to be.. Hand in glove
These thoughts are so dangerous, got to let them go
Your longing, wanting desires.. I have to say no
Still there's something inside of me, I just want to know


(Both)
If the love we feel was the same for you and me
It would be so incredible, it would be ecstasy
We'd soar over mountains.. ride the seven seas
We'd dance till morning, we'd love to eternity
Is our love different, in the intensity of our heart
You want all of me.. Can we really be a part
It's not worth our friendship, can't take that chance
Or should we risk it all, for one shot at sweet romance

Contest: Craig's "Song Lyrics"
Date: 8-3-14


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Angel's kiss

Angel’s kiss

when the eyes of your heart 
glanced
delicated
meaningful

the angel aura 
radiated from your soothing heart

your delicated kiss
made me feel
lie comfortably
in the arms of an angel
not a mere hallucination
though difficult to express
your sincerity love
of all beauty

thou art an angel
pretty face 
charismatic smile
with a heart 
full of love
extraordinary charm

you came with
colorful beauty
brought love
from heaven

poetess of love
carved verses
on the canvas of love
droplet words
clear dew
above the row of all 
beautiful flowers
Pansies
scillas
daphnes
and forsythis

my heart
my soul
sing and sing
merrily

enjoyed your hug and kiss

though you did not hear
and see
but I hope
the vibration of my heart
whispered
my longing

O,, how comfort in the embrace of
an angel’s kiss

~(c)Sukmawati Komala~
10 April 2013


Details | Free verse | |

Colliding galaxies


I become animal
with her
and animals
know no sin...

Dark and delicious
is she
knot of love
ever tightening...

We lay
watching shadows
on the wall
each others faces
she plays with my hair...

Erotic photons
we become
galaxies colliding
exploding into
a million pieces
crashing into one another..
~ ~


Details | Sonnet | |

IN LOVE WITH LOVING YOU

        IN LOVE WITH LOVING YOU
Out of the dark, you'll hear my whistling,
this night bird searching out the heart of you,
who knows the song is you, and meant to sing,
and I, who feel your words, forever do.

In love am I, with all you'll ever be,
though you don't even count me as a friend,
I come and go, throughout your life, 'tis me,
you'll only know as steady, to your end.

This night bird knows the deep inside your breast,
your secrets never shared with anyone,
each tiny pain, you've thought to be a test,
each answer from each question--Life goes on.

         Out of the dark, you'll feel me spread my wings,
           In love with loving you, and what it brings.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


Details | Pantoum | |

LOVE NOTES WAFTING

Like love notes wafting in the air Floating petals of multi myriad a-hue Brushing velvet on my shoulders, bare Flush of nature seems to give a cue! Floating petals of multi myriad a-hue As many a-drifting prismatic rainbows Flush of nature seems to give a cue, For two dancing hearts to come close. As many a-drifting prismatic rainbows Flutter vividly across melting, meeting eyes For two dancing hearts to come close, Splashing colors of romance in blue skies. Flutter vividly across melting-meeting eyes Visions of intermingled sweet fragrances, Splashing colors of romance in blue skies, Beckoning in love, the open secret entrances! Visions of intermingled sweet fragrances Melody of the cuckoo's song, its sweet urges, Beckoning in love: the open secret entrances Desires collide, into a dream, the sight merges. Melody of the cuckoo's song, its sweet urges Brushing velvet on shoulders bare.. Desires collide, into a dream, the sight merges Like love notes wafting in the air... Yesha Shah


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Blank verse | |

The Dust God

I am drifting into memories.
Wasting away like a million photographs fading in the sun-
Yet with ceaseless renewal,
Staining the depths of my eyes with images
In the minds shutter ever fluttering to infinity,
Stringing together this conscious stream I play in-
My stupendous God made of dust and space
Tightrope walking existence!
And to think we too are made of mostly nothing-
Chance so scarcely gracing our atoms with a single touch
In a place so lonely when counted, 
Yet so abounding when felt!
So dance with the Dust God 
Poised miles above the earth-
Prance on your stilts, 
And peek into the great valleys beneath his skin.
Because any moment we could disappear 
Into


Jacob Reinhardt	
9/19/2013


Details | Personification | |

Jealousy of Light and Shadow

He doesn't know
How lovely he is
But I see
How shadow and sunlight
Compete for him
Jealously-
I see
How shadow caresses;
How sunlight kisses
His cheek


Details | Concrete | |

Trip Twist

In the void, sipping the zoid,
with mental properties of tripping on the spiral.
Falling down the tail of lions, awkwardly spinning.
With upside down tunnel vision leaking through.

Solidifying all matter that matters,
melting into the walls of your brain.
It tickles all the raindrops dripping in your eyes,
satisfying your desire of a synchronized pattern.

Bleeding purple from the rainbow,
and turning into swirls of diamonds.
Slipping exuberantly beside you; driving you wild.
Where the shadows stop the spirited scream.

Devour yourself into the omniscient grip. 
Icy cold finger tips scratch the surface of your divinity,
bringing you closer to the God who whispered in your unborn ear,
situated in your flesh from birth to death.

It embeds itself in the pupil of your eye,
dancing with your spirit and licking your soul.
Black shapes of madness wrapped in chaos and euphoria.
Twinkling and blinking dust of a cloud. 

Haze filled skies and blood filled smoke raining from the clouds.
Envisions of clowns and demons laughing at our demise.
Chilling sensations of sickening mannerisms,
mechanisms and mechanics sought out to destroy the tiny creatures.

These creatures running crazy into acceptance of demise.
Deprived of life, scared of death but giving into it's taste.
Taste buds quiver as the taste grows sweeter.
Death, oh death, tell everyone who you really are...

Too long have you been hidden in the shadows you cast, 
too long have we rendered your pain.
The world grows sicker as the hairs in my head grey. 
I'll never surrender as demons always circle.

Today, begins a new day of our fight.
And I have a good feeling about this day. 
Onward, we have united our minds and gathered ourselves within. 
Always ready for we accept our fear. 

We accept our hate and everything in between.
Accept it all for what it really is. 
No amount of doubts will over throw us. 
Onward, to peace.


Details | Free verse | |

Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


Details | Rhyme | |

Thankfully

God, my ears are open
And I know what to do.
Please help me to make a decision
That finally leads to You.


Details | Personification | |

His Special Ability

Experiencing many different emotions, it is shocking to my soul.  Such an intense attraction drawing me in, surprising I am complete as a whole.

Finally full and complete within, a satisfation I've never experienced before. Finally someone able to find the hidden key, the only key that can unlock my safty door.

Gratified in every way possible, he has broken through the barrier I've been hiding behind for years.  Complete in life and in love, finally able to let go of all my fears.

With a smile on my face and happiness in my heart, my dream has come true.  He is my definition of perfect, from day one, my heart and head just knew.

He leads me through many exciting adventures, packed full of pleasant surprises.  Everyday he gives me something new, the intensity level constantly rises.

As the relationship continues, the emotions get more intense.  Surprising me every chance he gets, my suspense level balances on the fence.

It hit me like a tons of bricks, how fast I needed what he had to offer.  His eyes, his touch, his love and charm, made me a little softer.

Everyday I look forward to where this will lead, but I am excited as a couple what we have become.  Enjoying every moment as it's our very first, my heart constantly beats like a drum.

We have been through many trials and tribulations, with every memory I keep on replay.  DeShane, you are the one meant for me, in my mind, in my heart and in my soul, is where I want you to stay!


Details | Quatrain | |

Longing for the ride

Majestic he stands 
Head held high and proud
Until I draw near tack in hand
His mussel to my chest he bows

Our eyes fixed
With deepest affection
Respect from me
From him acceptance 

His nostrils flair 
He inhales my scent
A bond beyond fences
A mutual consent

About horse and rider 
How can I explain
This communion of splendor 
Perpetually sustained

With reverent candor
Can any man compare
Who would be considered grander
Horse or rider if you dare

Nobility without pride
Beauty without vanity
Majesty without disciple
Power without violence 

Do you still wonder why I'm longing for the ride
When he challenges the wind for speed
Brushed by heaven with every stride
Intimacy mounted here on "Spirit's Pride"

My steed and I in harmony
Exhilaration captivates my senses
Pounding hooves, his earthen scent 
Taut muscles ripple in sweat profusely drenched

He heeds the slightest touch of rein
His saddle is my alter of prayer
When he on oceans sands a trot
My soul is healed all disrepair

In bed I lay awake tonight my mind a heavy load
His blaze is blazoned in my memory burned
Of black night mane and chestnut coat
A quatrain tribute to his name he's earned

Still you may not understand
This yearning so many take in stride
Of horse and rider pure joy provider
And oh such longing for the ride
 


Details | Ode | |

EAGLE ENTANGLEMENTS

                         

                                                   EAGLE ENTANGLEMENTS

                                                            bold beauty
                                                     perilous dance of love
                                                            free-fall mate
                                                         
                                                      part at the moment
                                                        glory before death

                                                           pause to watch

                                                    would you still choose me
                                                       or grab a safe branch




Details | Rhyme | |

Pearl in sand of marbles by Weston Gregory

Pearl in sand of marble 
           by
   Weston Gregory

Its her eyes, its her smile,
she's a wonderful girl all
the while.
There's no doubt where ever 
she goes every man wants a bly;

One set waits on the corner and 
whistle when she's passing by
one's bold and step up to her 
to tell her hi.

She smiles, glints her eyes 
and tell them bye bye,
good nature'ly telling them 
please don't try.

Where ever she goes she 
stands out,
 walking,
 talking,
standing, she's a classy lady 
that's why

She's a pearl in sand of marbles 
she's the season, modestly showing
she's stable'
An essence of fragrant petal, 
her charm is no fable.


Details | Free verse | |

Two Hearts full of Love

I am a heart full of love
that shook the pilars that held her colussium up
her heart filled with sorrow,
I swing such fury toward her heart and soul
she cowards away from me,
in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black
and not searching what is in the light of pure white.

I am a heart full of love,
she runs and takes the long dirt road,
through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside,
as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes,
the blooming of the rose,
like the blooming of my heart,
a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime.
I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love.
Lost in the midnight twilight,
the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls.
and like a frightened hummingbird,
she flees away from the secrets of falling in love.

A heart full of love ready to love,
it is diffcult to feel and to show,
but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime
my love is ready to bloom.

Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere
lit up only with four wax candles
a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece
in honour of my one true love.

As the twilight shine though my bedroom window,
I show a heart full of love,
to take and to hold for eternity.

And as she slowly moves forward,
she takes me home with her,
and opens her chest and shows me her heart
with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette.
She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder,
I curise her hair, silk laced hair,
shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky.

My heart full of love,
so divine, so original
a one of a kind.

We make love in the midst of the twilight,
as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more,
her pain is no more.
Too show such love makes a man feel free
and his soul lighter.
She holds him there,
as the sun rises over the mountains.
The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness,
and they talk about everything beautiful and kind,
that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world.

Romance and love shared
with a heart full of love,
smile and kiss upon smooth lips,
feel me against your tight body,
and love me till the morning
when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face.
and we go with him,
and play a game of risk,
and together forever,
onto a diffrent world
we shall love each other forever,
for you and I both have a heart full of love.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Fools Overture

How many ways
Can I say to you?
With words
Or silence
The towns square clown seeking your affections
Coldness or warmth
Open your loins of desire
Bare your heart
Let me whisper 
As I enter into you
I am you
You are me
Entwined
In the prison of freedom
The poison of love
The potion of eternal youth
Let me taste your lips
Suckle upon breast
Life 
Lust
Love
My hand like a surgeon
Inside your heart
Mending broken wings

You, with no mask
Me with no words
Silence becomes the tomb
Of our love


Details | I do not know? | |

Sometimes

Sometimes I feel you near
Close enough to touch your hand
To take you away from any fear
And fly away from this land

Sometimes I feel you far
Beyond the deep seas and high mountains
My heart is full of scars
From climbing and drowning

Sometimes I feel so lost
All the ways are the same
Can't find the one to adore most
And no one else but me to blame

Sometimes I miss
The joy of life deep in your eye
Though I never been in their presence
Streams of wishes to feel its warmth before I die !

Sometimes I wonder
How much longer do I have to dive
Through caves of illusion and wells of thunder
How many days left to survive?

Sometimes I keep looking around
Among the sad and broken faces
Searching for the face I am bounded
The missing piece to solve my life mazes

Sometimes I feel empty inside
All colors get so pale
Like all what's left of happiness hide
Even the most perfect moments
Feel lifeless without you by my side 

Sometimes I feel time stops
And the earth stop spinning
That's when the thought of your existence drops
My heart can't stop racing
To leave my torn chest

Sometimes I drown in oceans of despair
And all my strings of hope tear
Feeling no one in the world still care
Undead
Unbounded
No more caves and mountains
No more joy deep in the eye
I bury it
I die

But One time
That moon shining moment
After all the falls and fails
I found the missing story to be told
The One last hope is left to hold
Written only in fairy tales !

==> 2 B continued … <==


Details | Romanticism | |

The Intensifying love story

The Intensifying love story by 
Madhavi.S.Pagare
 
I simply adore you, my Mesmerizing 
Persona.
As you are my first love.
Who lighted my heart with full of pride and 
joy.
Who ignited the ecstasy towards lovely life.
Who relieved my pains and took sorrows 
as boon.
You made me fall sick in your love when I 
see your madness.
I like the way,
The way you gazed at me and my smoky 
eyes.
The way you smiled at my mystifying and 
enigmatic appeal.
The way you every time praises me.
The way you galvanized me and proved 
the meaning of life.
You are the one,
Yes, you are the one who aroused my 
feelings, my emotions.
Yes, you are the one who explored my 
passion of love, flaming in my charismatic 
soul.
Yes, you are the lovely treasure which god 
had baptized me.
Yes, you are the one who turned the page 
of my life.
Eureka, I found my true love!!!!
Bewilderedly I did not know, where is my 
love taking me to ??
But still I like the way,
Like, the way you clutched me into your 
arms.
Like, the way you kissed my palms.
Like, the way you hugged me, caressed 
me.
Like, the way you rubbed your fingers on 
my lips.
Like, the way you tickled me on my neck.
Like, the way you squeezed my cheeks.
Like, the way you holded me up towards 
the sky.
Like, the way when you inspired me to fly 
so high.
Tears dropped from my eyes and the very 
next moment I realized that it is my 
sensational love. My true love. Then I 
decided that no one had right to do this 
except you. If you want to know the 
reason?? If yes??
Yes, because I seriously fell in love with 
you.
Yes, because you are the one to whom god 
had assigned me to.
And here comes the Swifted instance 
when??
When, the moment you wore the golden 
ring in my finger and I was happily waving 
around.
Just can’t forget the time when our long 
lasting friendship turned into lifetime 
relationship.
It was just the blooming of two lover’s 
indicating the herald of the marriage. It 
means a lot for any girl in this amazing 
world.
And yes, you will always find my heart 
topped with love showered only for you. 
For you!!
And till my last breathe, my heart beats, 
beating for you, only for you SUYOG!!
In fervour I wanted you to be mine forever, 
forever.
We both sojourned in each other soul so 
deeply that we just can’t wait for a single 
second, unless and until, we share what is 
running in our mind. It’s just because we 
are so much accustomed to each other 
now. 
I Love you, adore you, adore you forever 
my Love.


Details | Rhyme | |

India, My Mother India-w

Hail, Mother India, of scenic beauty and sages
Welcoming God’s true sons through all ages.

God made the earth and man made countries.
I behold India expanding into the world’s pages.
Thy glorious smile divine and earthly lands
Showering wealth from well-stored hands

Where the mind is free and head held high
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Where the Ganges, the Himalayas, men dream of god
Where I am hallowed, my body touched that sod.

Dread famine may prowl and tear my flesh,
Yet would I love to be in my India  afresh
Fate may shower scalding drops of sorrow
Yet would I love to be in India tomorrow.

I dearly love India for its age-old vedic peace
Now America, too for child-like beauty increase.

================================

Second Place win
Contest : I applaud you - Rick Parishe



Details | Ballade | |

In the twilight hours

In the twilight hours

In the twilight hours
We walk the streets alone
Bear and I in the inky darkness
I like to be on my own
On these precious morning hours
When I sink within my soul
It's in the wondrous morning times
When me, I feel so whole.

Then when the walk is over
I do my best to write
A lovely song for you alone
It gives me such delight
To write you words of love, and bliss
For you're my precious one
And I have need to do this thing
Way before the day's begun.

I guess that I'll be writing thus
Until the day I die
I am a wordsmith naught much else
And within my heart there lies
Two ton of love, sweet, tender love
And all of it for you
I am the troubadour of love
So what else can I do?

15 October 2013 @ 0552hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Rose is a Rose

Love in life is ill fated beauty of love’s face often abated a rose is a rose no matter the face pose a rose in a garden is still a rose... no face of love graced, faces of life are strife laced all wilted and covered with mildew of Excellency of grace… a rose often glows in beauty of grace beauty in a Greek nose Love often shows... though a rose is not a nose nor is love the face pose for life’s face is not grace... Love faced is love graced toward we quicken our pace as we see in a dark mirror… light of beauty’s grace though no beauty in life’s race and a rose is a rose... regardless of its pose has a face… Beauty Graced! ========= Note: "It is my belief that everyone was created as Love, whatever condition that love might currently be in is simply a reflection of each person's wellness, his past choices, and his ability to deal with life. Often the inner power of love has been neglected, disbelieved, abused or denied. A rose in a garden is still a rose, even if it is wilted and cover with mildew. The weary and troubled faces you see around you are the faces of those whose love is broken or denied." 'LOVE WITHOUT END' by Glenda Green


Details | Couplet | |

My Perfect 10

If I picked my Valentine
she'd be a perfect 10.
She'd have blonde hair with highlites
and answer where and when.

She'd be a little shorter,
yet tall enough to kiss.
Her reach a little longer
to torture us in bliss.

Her shape would be the bomb.
As sexy as they come.
With hair up for the moment
I'd meet her at the prom.

She'd talk a little faster
with words I'd say are smart.
Yet keep me to attention
in hugs up to my heart.

A smile just like a lion.
Her face a source of pride.
One to show my mother.
And then to make my bride.

My Valentine was perfect
as I lost her way back then.
How was I to know that she
would find her perfect 10.


Details | Verse | |

michelle



                    Michelle ~
                        my sister we have been through life suffered loss
                 you making conscience effort to make amends for past

                         Je Taime Cheri  ~
                Michelle~                
                    my sister finding her own path without orders 
                 never have I left your side knowing in time you will see

                   
                             so proud to be called yours 
                    Michelle ~my sister
               Loving you always unconditionally 

              we all stubble and fall on this ridged road 
                      Michelle I love you 
                                    not enough told ~


Details | Rhyme | |

In Defiance of a Female Warrior

When she stepped out of the shower
In pale wet skin
And splendor

She wore water like a queenly robe
Dripping breasts 
Made of gold and treasure

Such beauty deserved 
To be inscribed
Something no man should forget

In case I couldn’t memorize the bite of her
Kiss
The trembling release of her depth 

In case I might forget the flavor of  her
Cries
The  excited rasp of her  breath 

I needed a photo of that naked pout
A vision 
Never to forget

“Don’t take my picture,” 
She warned me 
In ferocious warrior tongue
Daughter of Nordic barbarians
Beauty unlike anyone

What did she think I would do 
With the image she might surrender?

Sell it to the highest bidder 
For thirty pieces of silver?

Send it to perverts and sex addicts
Specialists in self-pleasure?

Post it on church walls
So celibates might be tempted?

Raise it upon a flag
For an entire nation to be offended?

“Don’t take my picture,” 
She warned me
In ferocious warrior tongue
Daughter of Nordic barbarians
Beauty unlike anyone

But I defied her fierce instruction
Spit from heroic luscious lips

Picture snapped
In a flash

Naked beauty captured
At last

And

Never saw that warrior again.








Details | Free verse | |

All About Eve

Longing lovely ladies, a hush; gazing
Upon her bare beauty's splendours...
Crossing,  the dressing room betwixt
Hollywood scenes back stage as  she
Her ivory's palace in perfections rare
Stilling their breath's; beating heart's.


Details | Haiku | |

Mother

Bouquet in mansion
Furnish by the most priceless
Can't outweigh her love

Agrarian harvest
And all the nature's beauty  
Can't surpass her heart

She's her children's spouse
A companion to her hobby
...Her caring tranquil

Right way sure her way
Her prayer is excellence
...Can't banish such soul.


Details | Haiku | |

Valentines

"Icicle" 

From the frosty eaves 
The winter's glass is hanging
Your hand in my hand 



"Eternally"  

The sun has risen 
The white rose is trembling 
You, always, always 



"Aurora"

The heavenly lights 
Bathe her cheeks in red and pink 
Are the stars aligned? 








Details | Rhyme | |

She is Everything I Need to Know

She is my life and love and everything I need to know.
She is my strength and health whenever I am sick and slow.
her light sticks to my heart all day long: she shuns my shadow.
Comfort springs from her arms: she is my pleasant pillow.

A lovely lady, so bright, bold and beautiful.
A priceless princess, so cute, cool and colorful.
She is the sweetest song in my mouth, I can’t stop to sing.
She is my dearest dream, a courteous queen for a kind king!

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She soothes my soul and spirit with her cheerful charms.
She takes me to a wonderful world whenever I’m in her arms.

A darling dame whose sensual smiles rock my ribs.
She tames my heart and head …with her tender tease.
Her fine face and figure takes me to a sensual space;
She has got a pleasant picture that old age can never deface.

She is the smile I need to make me go the extra mile;
the unsinkable ship that can sail me safely on the Nile.
She is my hope  whenever it seems my life is wearing away
She is a home-maker with a radiant role to perfectly play.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting…an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is a passionate poet, with terrific theme, thrust and tone.
She has got rhymes and rhapsodies that thrill me on my throne!

She is a dazzling damsel: a sweet angel sent from above.
She is the reason I am singing this song of life and love.
She is a trailblazing tale, only a wise man can truly tell;
She is that flawless flower for whom I finally fell!

She is my sun at noon and the shining star in my sky at night.
She is in every picture I see, whenever I look left and right.
She is a sweet story without end because words are not enough...
cool, calm and careful but sometimes she appears to be tough.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is lovely, lively and laudable; faithful and full of fun.
She is every thing I need to know, … ‘Is she the one?’

(c) Adeleke Adeite


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Ballade | |

A message of love

A message of love

Love it be the sweetest thing
I have found this out
I didn’t always know this though
It’s sweetness I did doubt
I never, ever gave, just took
As I treated you like a slave
I do not want much in this world
But forgiveness I do crave

I was the product of my dad
Who treated mum this way
That was what they taught me then
So when it came, my day
To marry you, my sweetest one
I thought that’s what men did
But now my angel listen well
Can’t keep my feelings hid…

I now know love so very well
It’s not the way I thought
Crazy feelings all the time
All that stuff comes to naught
For this, it cannot last forever
But true love really does
And Lord it’s such a wondrous thing
Though it don’t cause much fuss

It’s in those little things we do
As each day comes along
It’s about that old togetherness
That hold folks oh, so strong
It’s such a joy, but one can’t see
Like he does, when he is old
That love grows sweeter every day
Though the life force grows more, cold.

18 August 2013 @ 0531hrs


Details | Free verse | |

Tell Me Why

Why?
Why?
Why?

Tell me why?
Tell me why?
Tell me why?

Was it, because I was too nice,
I was too much of a gentleman,
or was just too much to handle?

Was it, because you were young?
Was it, because you couldn't find your heart,
in all that darkness?
Was it, because you just didn't feel the love?

Why?
Why me?
A man like me, deserves no pain,
no heartbreak.
So, why me?

I pray and ask the Gods,
why!
But an unresponsive god never speaks to me.
He sits there and watches... watching what?
Nothing, but a heart being torn to shreds.

Was it, because I was too careful?
Was it, because I loved too much?
Was it, because one half of the heart couldn't fit the whole?

I ask you, because I still love you.
Come to me, my beautiful,
stop this nonsense,
I cannot make you love me,
but I sure can try to show you love.

Do not blink,
do not take a gift sent down from the Gods
for granted.
Appriciate what you have,
appriciate me, because one day,
when you need a shoulder to cry one,
you will not be able to find me, anywhere.
I will be lost,
in a fool's dream of romance and love,
that will never come on my front doorstep.
Still dreaming of the possibilities of you and I.
My heart is with you always,
but I will soon expire,
so do not wait too long.

-10/5/2013


Details | Epithalamium | |

A Magnificent Moment

A five tiered chocolate cake with stars and fontain
cascading rose petals and bottles of champagne
her princess lined gown laced with a metallic accent
embellished with satin rhinestones much to her content

Heavenly white bows at the end every pew,
such breathtaking moment from a spectacular ocean view
A twenty foot high ceiling with crystal chandeliers
Soft sensual music whispers in the air

She took her grand march down the petal marked aisle
At the end of the runner her husband with a smile
Subdued by her beauty the room went still
A fairytale wedding she was about to fulfill

Upon her finger he place a gorgeous ring,
and vowed his love for her as never-ending
Elated inside as tears lined her eyes
Deep in her stomach were butterflies

A union made between a husband and wife
An everlasting promise to a happy life
Along the ground was a silky white trail
Her piercing green eyes he slowly unveiled

Upon her lips he placed a kiss
A moment filled with beauty and bliss
The wedding part began to swoon
A joyful bond in the month of June





Details | Romanticism | |

When I Look Into Her Eyes

Every time I'm feeling down, or feeling so blue
As if there's nothing I can do
My spirits always seem to rise
When I Look Into Her Eyes

I'm new at this, this game of love, but got no shame
Get excited when she calls my name
We're trying on love for the very first time
When I Look Into Her Eyes

Their beauty takes me to the depths of forever
Where we are so happy, and together
Oh how I'd love to just hold her tight, and never let go
Into Her Eyes, oh how they glow

Comforting and loving with passion to spare
Those two heavens with my world, I ache to share
I'm trying on a first love, a first love for size
When I Look Into Her Eyes

The fires of my love they're igniting 
And to our future her eyes are exciting
There's rose gardens and sunny skies
When I Look Into Her Eyes

Their love, with desire is burning
She's got my world upside down, and turning
Oh how the world stops, yet the time somehow flies
When I Look Into Her Eyes

But when I think about what will happen
I realize Into Her Eyes, how deep I am trapped in
Soon I will have to kiss her softly with the goodbyes
How long will I live without their beauty, how will I survive?


Details | Free verse | |

When I Look At You

When I look at you,
I pray that I don’t lose touch with you
When I look at you, 
I prey upon happiness and I never knew
That you mentioned me in your dorm
When I look at you,
My mind wraps all around you
When I look at you,
You give me a natural high, 
But it’s only temporary…
When you wake up,
I pray that you had the best of dreams
When you wake up,
I prey upon your energy and 
Soar like an eagle in the sky
He watches over me as years pass me by
Our friendship is too good to be true
We’re so lucky to have each other…
Weep no more, for your name is carved in my heart
There shall be no more death…
Bitter, worthless clouds spill out remorse – 
Depart and be gone!
I’m waiting to say “greetings” to you
I don’t have the strength to fight the battle
Endless thoughts spiral in my head
Making me feel awfully dead…
Many things are left a mystery for a purpose
When I look at you,
I pray that I don’t forget your name
When I look at you, 
I prey upon your joy and I never knew
That you mentioned me in an optimistic way
When I look at you,
My mind is overflowing with delight
When I look at you,
You give me a natural high, 
But it’s only temporary…
When you wake up,
I pray that you have the best breakfast
When you wake up,
I try to prey upon your glory, 
But you swim away like a swan in a sparkling lake
I wanna give you good advice…
I don’t wanna roll the dice…
I don’t wanna be a living sacrifice
I wanna throw away all of your pain 
I’m trying my best to reach the finish line
It’s hard to forgive the words you utter
It’s hard to forget and forgive yourself 
For the wrongs you’ve committed
My mouth kept running like the sink water
And my mind went numb and you seemed to be bothered
Pick up the shards of glass and show me some direction
I don’t know where to go from here…
But, I must keep a positive mindset
I’m not attempting to get you upset
When I look at you, 
I feel that I’m invisible 
You see right through me
And I reflect anguish and confusion
Have mercy on me and don’t be frightened
Disappear, thoughts of sadness
Reappear, thoughts of gladness
When I look at you,
I see…a joyous, gorgeous face and 
I sense that you’ll have a bright future
Just keep shining...with all of your might
God is near your side...leave behind all worry
Don't you know that you made me taste your glee?


Details | Free verse | |

Love Poem Number 2

The first time I glimpsed your beautiful smile,
I couldn’t believe you were real, my ideal!
Your beauty captured my attention and soul ,
I could sense it immediately, you make me whole.
Now the distance between us and every moment apart,
is so painful and sad, it blackens my heart.
For you, my heart longs, your gentle, kind touch,
Your smiles, your pure love, its all just too much,
For my lonely sad soul to be far apart,
I crave you, I need you, you are my sweetheart!
Now that you have come into my black and white world,
Color abounds, and rainbows unfurled.
A new joy in my heart, for love once again I am filled,
A new hope, a new faith, happiness re-instilled.
You are my true joy, and hope for forever,
Im thankful for you and Im glad were together.


Details | Couplet | |

Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


Details | Free verse | |

Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


Details | Rhyme | |

THE NOBILITY OF WOMEN OF MERIT

Even precious jewels cannot approach their value,
For the women of merit are priced beyond them.
Their beauty is found in the works of love they do,
And in their smile facing the future that is never dim.
Most arise at dawn when it is still like the night
And wrap round them bands of strength like corsets.
Going out like the cargo ships before daylight,
They conduct their business for handsome profits.

Their beauty is matched by their hearts filled with virtue,
For there is rich wisdom and mercy on her tongue.
Their clothing soft fair linen of purple and blue,
And open are their hands to needy they live among.
Men give them praise and children give them honor,
Since her public reputation is all to her credit.
Eschewing evil for the good at every corner,
They ply their gifts toward works of merit.

Oh to be her partner in labor and pleasure,
For her fire will not go out for the night.
Her company for sure has profit in full measure,
And lifts high the muse of good cheer’s delight.
Faith is her deserved and hard-earned reward,
For her strength and self-respect passes the test.
About her worth there is candid accord,
Among women her title is the very best.


Details | Concrete | |

Finis

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Details | Light Poetry | |

The Letter

Words
Alphabets
Soup
I said I love you
You sighed
Not now
My laundry is calling
I had call waiting
Forever
My plan expired
My love retired
I sent you a letter
In a painting
A Monet in time
Collage of flowers
Spring time in Paris
I poured the tears
I drank the wine
I yearned
For what else could one do?
No postal codes or postage due
My longing never ends
My heart is at its end
So I buy this postal card
From far away
I will never return
But will you stay?


Details | Free verse | |

Pink all day

              
               The old cashmere sweater in my cedar chest 
                always warming my soul on a winters day 
                
                Ice skating with your true love hand in hand
                frosty breath brings a warmth to your cheeks


                Anticipating that very first date 
                first glance the color lightens your way 
                
          
                as if Cupid decided this will be a day like no other
                celebrating in stars above Valentine days Forever

             It is the day God took hold of your heart and beat it for you ~


Details | Rhyme | |

Wedding Day

Today I saw a handsome prince.
,
with a beauty by his side.

Turns out today's their Wedding Day

and the beauty is his bride.




Details | Ballade | |

Words

Words are only not a collection of Alphabets
Words are only not letters used to write a language
It is not only an expression of intellectual knowledge

Words are thought, words are destiny
Words can stab you like a knife
“The Words I preach to you are spirit, and they are life”

Words are the architect of your life
By words the world was frame
It never took His Power or fame

Words can guide the sword
Words can destroy a nation
Words can repair a nation

Words are weaved by the state of the mind
For by thy words thou shall be judged by them
And by thy words thou shall be condemn

Words conveys a message, good or evil
They are the cause and cure of discrimination
Words can indeed bring transformation

Words are blessings from above
They are poems which we compose and write
More importantly, it resonate in our heart at night
 


Details | Ballad | |

My Invisible Ink

The evening sun dawdles into the dark
Night’s darkness croons nocturne
My eyes popple as they turn into Crocus flower
Dreams flow down as I sway in nirvana.

At the sight of your godly beauty
My soul wobbled at the edge of my oblivion
Your body as charming as Jips Twink-
The special kind of Pelargonium.

Delirious with joy I was contented
The pleasure alone filled my belly
As you revealed the pearl you’re
My roots are embedded in you.

At the morning sight of your face
Smiles cascade my face in torrents
Of expressions as morning unfolds
Joy opens in my heart a la Crocus flower

At the morning whisper of your wishes 
Purred with pleasure from the tone of your voice
I woke up with only but one thought-
You’re my invisible ink.


Details | Free verse | |

i only wish

                                                              she's beautiful, 
                                                         with hair dark and deep.
                                         i imagine me running my fingers through it.
                                                    i imagine kissing her cheeks.
                                                         ive wanted her forever.
                                                           i need her right now.
                                                            but she's like a bird
                                                      nobody can tie her down.
                                   i wish i had her with me. so i can tell her these things. 
                       and i also wish i could tell my mom, who would be so disapointed in me.
                                      i only wish i could come out and scream to the world.
                                                "I DON'T CARE I'M IN LOVE WITH A GIRL!"
                                                 i only wish that my mother could see, 
                            that even though i might be gay, i still want her to love me.
       so tonight ill call her, my lover (if that) and fight with her when she ccalls herself fat.
                                            i laugh along with her, and talk about her day.
                       then my mom will burst through the door crying. then i'll tell her, im gay.


Details | Imagism | |

The sapphire beauty

The sapphire eyed beauty like
 a wonder of the world                                                                                                          

She has my heart in the
 palm of her hand                                                                              

I get lost staring in to
 another world in  her eyes                                                                  

she lights up the empty
 room in my chest                                                                           

shes one of a kind
 and always on my mind                                                                           

her beauty is so strong 
she could tame a lion                                                                       

my heart is like a drum solo
 when shes next to me                                                              

she is grater then any gem for a gem doesn't have the power of love  
 The blue eyed Angel is 
worth more then a sapphire is 
worth more then the world she
 worth more than everything as
 her 
beauty is priceless


Details | Romanticism | |

Love needs Two Hearts

Love cannot bloom,
love cannot go on,
love cannot persue it dreams,
love cannot be what it is meant to be,
love cannot be where it is supposed to be,
if love doesn't have two hearts.

Love needs two hearts to be true,
Like water to a dried rose
makes it bloom in spring weather
with such glory and beauty.
Love cannot be true if one heart
doesn't love the other.
Care, trust, honesty and loyalty
in love it has no boundaries,
it has no color, it has no age,
like a fine wine or an aged whiskey
it grows better with time.
But love cannot fullfill without the other half.

If a woman loves man,
let her love him,
if you love me,
than love me, but if my heart is gone
and cannot be found in such relation with you
then I must halt, till my heart comes around.
If it never does show with the first light of morning,
then it wasn't meant to be with thee.
Come now, do not shed a tear for me,
a simple heathin, who cries havoc
when something doesn't go his way.
Do not cry, do not shed your one of a kind tears
for a souless man, for a heartless man like I,
but do not blame me,
if my heart cannot be found.

Love needs two hearts,
not one or the other can survive
without each other.
Love is patient, love is kind,
but with ever lover comes another.
And we will all fall in great and deep love,
be intoxicated with each other,
and our sweet kisses that God himself would shed a tear
for such beauty that still exisits.
Love needs two hearts,
you cannot have one, without the other.


Details | Ballade | |

Our Jakob

Our Jakob

I’ll tell you a little story
About a little boy, I know
He has a mind at ten years old
That has a kind of glow
That says, “this boy’s intelligent”
He’s got something to say
He glows with curiosity
And learns more every day.

He has this sense of fairness
He’ll never let you down
And with his sense of humour
Each time he sees you frown
He’ll put a smile back on your face 
We love him oh, so much
This boy, he has a way with him
A kind of magic touch.

He be my one time only friend
He’s only ten years old 
And yet he has a heart so big
And made of purest gold
No matter where this boy goes to
My heart, it will go with him
I guess I’ll love my grandson Jake
Until my light grows dim.

30 July 2013 @ 1757hrs.







Details | Prose Poetry | |

Smile

Kill a smile with a kiss
The demise of it will visit you in your dreams
Never will I let you
Drown in a pool of angry thoughts
I will be your unexpected smile
Every time I bring u roses b4 valentine
A wet poem I would recite for you

I would make you my 1st rhyme
your heart-beat will rhyme
Twist my beat box
Into a love song
A cartoon I would paint in your heart to keep you smiling
Your twin smiles I would define in vernacular
Though I speak no language from Peninsula
My parents will define your beauty as African splendor
Black mother nation
Smile please smile


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Flowers Heal Our Pains

Flowers heal our pains 
Not in all seasons 
Only if spring sustains 
Flowers heal our pains
And grow up when love rains 
For no reasons 
Flowers heal our pains
Not in all seasons!


Details | Ballad | |

You are my flesh and my bone

If I were to 
say you 
are a fallen 
angel
I'd be 
insulting 
you.
Complimenting 
you to be 
beautiful,
But evil in 
your ways.
Comparing 
you to a 
fruit tree,
That has 
a breath of 
a rotten 
fruit.
Taking you 
as a drug 
that gives 
me 
strength,
Only to 
lose it and 
die 
because of 
its effect.
Like Eve in 
the garden 
of Eden,
Instead of 
being a 
helper, she 
became a 
burden.
If I 
describe 
you,
I'd be 
giving 
myself 
glory.
Rather 
unite with 
me,
So that we can 
share the 
glory.
Angels 
serve us, 
so how 
can I make 
you my 
maid?
Man are 
higher 
than 
angels,
So are 
woman 
because 
they're 
from man.
If you 
came from 
my ribs,
Shouldn't I 
try to keep 
you and re-
unite my 
body 
structure?
I have 
sown you,
And now I 
have to 
reap the all 
of you.
You are my 
flash and 
my bone, 
Ngizodla 
konke 
namathambo; 
just to get 
my 
strength 
back.
I am the 
glory of 
God,
And you 
are my 
glory;
Thus, the 
pleasure to 
the sense 
of my mind.
You are 
beautiful 
beyond 
words,
For you 
were not 
created by 
words like 
plants and 
seas,
But by my 
body; 
without 
you I'm 
incomplete.
You are an 
artist,
And art is 
your 
offspring.


Details | Rhyme | |

Reflections Of Love

I kissed you in the tender light Of the voyuer moon upon a darkness When the quivering stars in night Laughs out in unfading gladness. I held you when the silent tears Of dew gathered softly in your eyes As we prowled in passionate cares Till the last light of moon dies. I watched you in pale and in fear When a thousand hells are upon you Yet I promise dear to chase the tear Come my love,I will fight for you. When woesome foes may creep To forever mute your living breath I'll arm your fears ever so deep And shield away this dreaded death. Faithless me oh never to believe That prayer had played its part This day I die within this dream In the colours of your heart!


Details | Ballad | |

My addiction

I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby... 
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy... 
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE


Details | Ballade | |

Softly sipping honey wine

Softly sipping honey wine

Sipping softly honey wine
I hear the rivers song
Lovely lady by my side
With love so sweet and strong
How the river sparkles
It’s on its way to meet the sea
As softly sipping honey wine
We sit here you and me.

Softly sipping honey wine
There’s only you and me
As Pelicans fly us by
This essence, endlessly
Seeps in, as a boat goes by
And trees dance in the breeze
Softly sipping honey wine
We sit here hearts at ease.

Softly sipping honey wine
I know I love you so
No one, my love, could ever love this true
Softly sipping honey wine
I feel loves tender glow
As I look at you, and know you love me too.

Softly sipping honey wine
The two of us together
River reflects the somber skies
They’ll soon be rainy weather
Here in this cosy chalet
Telling you that I love you
Softly sipping honey wine
And sharing love so true


Details | Free verse | |

Queen Vampira's Maidens

Knowing that it was Beautiful Virgins which She Loved; these Delicious Maidens ~
 
No greater Desire their Taste; burning as flames Stirring in the den of Her Heart *

Into Her Chambers was I led; Voluptuous Ladies of Her Beauties longings...

Bare amid the Mansions walls the attire of such Loveliness; their Choosing ~
 
Enchanted by Her presence and Spellbound within, Her Sensuous Oceans Eyes *

Rejoicing in Wild Abandonment of Luscious set forth by the Rivers of Her Voice...   

Withdrawing to leave myself Alone, upon Her Majestic Queens delightful Request ~ 

Playfully Giggling, while as exiting as if something Wonderful, was Soon to Become * 

Offering Myself a beverage as Her Smile Glowed these chains; My Rushing Heart...

Enthralled, as Her Beauty spoke amid still Whispered tones, but only, Deep Inside ~

"Love can be a Haunting sometimes," She said, "Soaring through Veins of Beauty" *   

"Burning Divinely its mark this Rapture; should one We Taste, such its Perfect Lips"... 

Royalties Beauty then Caressed My Soft Breast; Her Warm Breath on My Yearning Neck ~ 

And I Adorned in Desires Perfumed Negligee; A Virgin of Want; Wishing to be Set Free * 

Becoming A Princess of The Night yet more unto Me to be, A Maiden, of Her Beauties Love...
                                    
Eternals Rapture Kissed My Veins, as Her Silkened Lips claimed, My Dreams; Sweetened Reprise ~

                                     * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
                                   
                                              ,,,“Queen Vampira!!”,,,
                               
                                                        ~~~~~
                                 
                                                             *



Details | Romanticism | |

Goodnight my Fair Maiden

Goodnight my Fair Maiden,
I shall see you once again.
In the year of our Lord,
At the gloomy dawn of Mankind.
As the Red Sun reaches over the treeline,
Far in the East.
I shall see you again.

Don't fear our love,
For my love for you is eternal.
Too see this eternal love
I have for you,
It is hard to feel and very diffcult to see.

When you wake the next morning
and escape your long night of slumber
and your surrealist life,
being played in a cloud of imagination.
You'll soon come to reality 
and find me there.
Knocking upon your chamber door.

Come now!
Get dressed in your evening, silk dress.
and let us go dance under the stars,
till the moon falls to the West and the Sun rises in the East.
Oh, how you are a lovely dancer and how the twilight shines bright
along you shinny and silk laced hair.

And your hair my sweet and fair maiden,
oh, how I love to see it bounce with life
when you twirl and dance into my arms.

You are beautiful and I wish I couldn't leave you,
but as the day turns to night, I have to leave.
I wish I could take you on a long walk through the parks
and courtyards, and walk along the sprinkled streets of the cities filled with life.
Pick you a beautiful bouquet of roses from the gardens of beauty and give them to you
with surprise.

I love you so much
My love for you is indeed hard to tell to you,
but I can show you.
Tomorrow though, for tonight I must say...
Goodnight my Fair Maiden.
For tomorrow you'll be in my arms once again.

Goodnight my Fair Maiden
I shall leave you with a kiss that shall last a lifetime.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Rhyme | |

Beauty Within

To see a sight of beauty comes from love within Without a precious gift of love in your heart Your sight of beauty will not begin Sights,sounds,and smells,are thoughts analyzed by your mind Leading them to a place deep in your heart That holds this beauty,allowing it easier to find
Dan Kearley Contest:Six lines Of Poetry 9-11-11


Details | ABC | |

Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you


just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence





Details | Free verse | |

Thoughts of You

Random thoughts of you run
randomly throughout my mind,
as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I,
smiles and holding each other,
embracing warmth brings me to sanity,
watching your hand on my forearm,
as you gaze into my eyes.
Oh the tears flood such emotion,
only you and I now in such madness we call love,
such madness we all call life,
such madness we all call reality.

Thoughts of me without you,
I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind,
to hear such words that tear my heart out
and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back,
and I can't bear to see such a sight as this.
Thoughts of you
running randomly throughout my mind,
my hair turns silver and white with stress
of not being with you,
and my liver covered with cancer,
and lungs black with smoke,
and stomach embraced with ulcers.

All I ask for you,
is not to be a thought anymore,
and come back to me in flesh and bone
in a portrait painting of you in reality
come to me with your beauty and glory
and kind heart and hold me again,
and let me kiss you again and love you again,
and call you mine again.
Don't say it is impossible,
when you know and I know,
that it is in fact possible
to love each other once again.


Details | Epigram | |

A POEM FOR YOU

A POEM FOR YOU





Unable am I 

A poem for you to write my love

For 

The wealth of words mournfully pales 

Before 

The treasure of your unrivaled beauty!





© Demetrios Trifiatis

    29 OCTOBER 2013


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Life

The unrealistic acts we put on to manipulate one another, living and sleeping with active minds. The act of evil smelling over the surrounding, guilt brightly sparkling on our visages without pardon we step on one another. Our beautiful, merry and precious planet loosing its sense of beauty in an inadequate manner but still we cannot see what our lives are seeking for. We need love and understanding we need one another for a better living. Let’s start from a good angle to land on a better scale it’s for our own benefit…The world is our world but does not belong to us, as we are here for a reason to also always have in mind that we all going to depart one day. What’s the hatred for those it worth it? Literately lost and mislead but physically hurt, its see able that we are leading our lives to what we don’t want hurting one another for no basic reason. It’s seen at a certain point that we sometimes wished to know how is it like after life but the reality is death

The ways of life are beyond the sound of the tongue, harder and softer than what is seen and felt. Life took its birth through pain It’s the pain, which gave birth to beautiful  creations. Life is incomplete, without the pain since, the pain teaches to actually accept, the pain with a joy as the longer we deny the existence of pain, love shall not behold. depressing it is, to deny existence of pain as the pain actually gave birth to life. Life, which is in a soul, comes through pain and agony , which is the true meaning of life. What we feel is not what we know and what we know endured to what is to come.

Sad it is that nothing seems right but why? once memories of the past sorrowful invade. When it all retaliated to nightmares and hollow, just then when the sound rhythm to a melody of nausea. Reality, justice, happy living known spoken but not valued. Too much expectation can lead to self-destruction, vandalism, greed and temptations. Life is a lession to be learned, as love implies.

In belief that religion took stand in order to complete missing pieces of all acts towards faith for worship of anything that was considered superior to understand. The belief of a religion consisted of trying to appease and show royalty to the Supreme Being. This resulted in performing rituals and keeping traditions to earn goodness. Such has been maintained to establish courage in result towards self-confidence. Today as we are still on the merge of our great ancestors these has become a chronicle that we have learned to respect and follow throughout our livings. Which moralities appeal the governing of human affairs. We have pledge to its Conscientiousness in order to show respect to its origins. This as well signifies a particular clan that shares one mind towards their belief. Humanity found its stand. 
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Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Alien

I’m in a spin.
Don’t be long.
Need your skin.
Know I’m wrong.

It takes my mind.
All of space.
A fold in time.
Dotted face.

Your oblique eyes.
No rest for me.
Sow this lie.
A galaxy.

Gravitate.
Orbit in sin.
With stars are fate.
Sweet alien.


Details | Ballade | |

You've got to love your life

You’ve got to love your life.

I’m drifting through my life
As I climb those rocky trails
The only place I want to be is now
The Spring comes, me just sitting here
As the grass grows by itself
I never did want too much, anyhow.

Can’t worry about your burdens
One has to travel on
The past can’t do no damage, it be gone
And the future, well there’s no one knows
No matter what they do
You cannot stop those hands from moving on.

You’ve got to love your life
That’s the only way to go
There ain’t no going back to what’s been done
Cause life was made for loving
The song you sing is yours
You’re a one off soul, you be the only one.

You have to live your story
No matter where it goes
No matter what the hard knocks you might gain
The road might lead to nowhere
Yet dance it anyhow
When life stand still, then it be lived in vain.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Rise, Die, Shine

Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die 
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and 
without pain
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time 
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.


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To Be

                  to be considered a poetess ~
          to be told by so many talented people here 
               This is a beautiful write , keep writing 
           I love the way you gracefully put the words together 
            
            To be the Mother of three amazing children 
                For my Daughter to tell me she is proud of me 
           for she thinks I write beautifully ~
           To be loved infinitely ..and for me to love in return 
 
            I was asked for my Autograph 3 times in a year  
                 I will not lie ...that was amazing !

            To be told " has anyone ever told you you're beautiful ?
               Well ..I didn't want you to forget ."
            to be called Yvetteishka ~
         
               to be entered in  ~The best compliment Contest ~











Details | Ballade | |

You, my blue eyed lady

Written for my extremely beauty lady, in every way. My Vera Roseina

You, my blue eyed lady

You, my blue eyed lady
Are an angel in disguise
A rose of love, a pearl, so rare
I really must surmise
That you. In all your magnitude.
Are a power hiding where
You have to come to my defense
Because you really care.

You let me think that I‘m the boss
Though you know, you have it all
All that logic, common sense
You be nobody’s fool
And yet you treat me like I’m wise
So I will not lose face
You’re women, you’re the clever one
You have beauty, you have grace.

Thank you Darling for your love
It has never let me down
We’ve argued some at times, of course
When you had cause to frown
But we will love from now till when
Eternity has gone
Cause love is soft and wise, and strong
And carries on, and on.

7 April 2014 @ 1923hrs


Details | Free verse | |

You set the fire alight

The beauty inside you
Glows with the color of sunrise
In the mornings before my eyes
And when the night comes
It burns with a white luminous 
Flame like a full moon does

The beauty inside you 
Has set alight
The fire which burns with
A flame of love in my heart
But when I invite you
To come and feel the heat
Of this fire which burns for you
You refuse to do

I do try sometimes 
To keep my thoughts away
From you but not even a day
Will pass without I longing
To hold in my hands
The beauty inside you

You set the fire alight
With this beauty inside you  


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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It's Not Over

Don’t say it’s all over (cause it’s not)
“Sorry” won’t cover it…so don’t go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness 
Oh baby…don’t listen to the commotion…I’m done taking cover (it’s all for naught)
I’m plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I’m plummeting in my nightmare’s abyss

I want to carry you through the night… 
I’m swimming in the ocean of my tears… 
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years… 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I’m backing away from the light & exploring the night… 
You’re giving in to sleep and I’m wide awake on my bed 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

Please don’t tell me…oh, don’t tell me…darling!
You’re giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain) 
I’m scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don’t turn the wrong lane)
I’m waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…

I promise you a tranquil reality 
I want to stray with you tonight 
I still have hope that He’ll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us 
Pure, incredible delight 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we've plunged into our own pit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to gather…


Details | Free verse | |

Don't Try It

A single kiss from thy lovely lips,
so sweet and so divine,
yet I taste posion upon your tongue.

Your beauty so glorious,
like a blooming rose so beautiful,
yet, why do mine eyes go blind
in the sight that you walk along with another?

Yes you, walk with another,
arm under arm,
lips touching lips in romantic kisses,
it makes my blood boil,
for mine lips are dry.

For mine eyes have seen your glory,
yet no one here listens to my story.
You are evil, yes you are,
don't try to deny,
Listen to a man of experience,
you might as well save some expense.

I write of our long romantic walks
we took together, under the shade of olive trees,
how we went apple picking in autumn time,
and made love in the foyer.

Nomore of that sweet and passionate love,
nomore silent kisses in the night,
when the wind blows hard against the branches,
that tape violently on my windowpane. 
Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick,
and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal.

Betrayal now is a game played by a fool,
such as I,
to think I'd have a happy life with you?
Huh, only a fool would think such a thing,
but now I sit, looking at the foyer,
where we once made sweet, passionate love,
nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure.
Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure.
I've done my job, as a good man shall do,
now pack your things and get of my stage,
the spotlight yawns for anew,
and the audience grows tired and restless of you.

Now I live life anew,
you too shall see life in new eyes,
walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil
you call your own.
Shall he take one kiss from your lips,
and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue,
shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty?
He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags,
and cheap makeup,
and then he will come to me,
and shake my hand in condolence
and say, "You were right!"

Now you are all alone,
looking for another, as you did many times before,
Now you are alone, walking an open road,
spying on another,
fear of being alone.
Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions,
don't try it,
because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.


Details | Ballad | |

Princess Angelina

Princess Angelina

Princess Tinsels baby daughter
Has grown up quite a bit
And my, oh, my, she’s beautiful
Oh, she has all of it
A heart of gold, a lovely form
And she’s so full of bliss
Her name is Angelina
So very sweet she is.

She has a way with animals
That seems at times like magic
She loves all people, all of them
And when their days are tragic
She’ll give them the milk of kindness
She has the healing touch
And even gnomes and bitter demons
They all love her so much.

Angelina, she is loved
By all who hear her name
Folk they come from miles around
To see this girl of fame
One day she will be their queen
And it is plain to see
That when she takes that station on
A wondrous Queen she’ll be.

6 September 2013 @ 0535hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Romanticism | |

Am I Crazy, to Love You

Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself?
Look at yourself,
Crazy maniac
dacing through twilight suns
in sunshine colored dresses.
And you say I'm the crazy one.
Please, don't make me laugh,
I am too much annyoid with taught lessons,
of life and death and love is a magical thing
but I am not impressed till my Gypsy Queen
comes up from the shoreline of the Middle East
and comes and lays next to me, as we watch the ships sail
through the Golden horn of Old Istanbul
into the bay of Asia Minor.
You say I am crazy, Am I or am I just talking to myself.
I believe I am having a conversation that has no end about your beauty,
I talk to whomever has an open ear, and even if people listened,
Who would care about what I have to say?

Since I first laid eyes upon your beauty,
I melted and you took my sanity away from me,
you took my innocence away and turned me into a worried monster.
I love you, and you take me home with you
to meet your father and mother,
both poets who made love and created a beautiful poem called you.
I am in love with you, your songs you sing,
sounding better than a nightingale in the midst of the twilight.
Walking the seashores with your mother as I talk to your father.
He isn't listening, all though he is a good actor,
for he acts if he knows what I say to him.
I talk of you and marriage,
throwing of the rice, exchanging of the golden crowns,
the tolling of church bells, and a happy reception afterwards.
The honeymoon, meant for the first born to carry on the family crest.

As we grow old, I want to grow old with you
Nothing now, a few thousand miles of ocean and sea
seperates us from each other.
Do not worry, for I shall come one day
in the month of May, your mother's favorite month
and I shall bring along a golden ring, a pearl necklace and two roses.
We shall walk the streets together hand and hand,
and wait for the wedding guests to arrive and see us on our way
to new beginnings in holy mantrimony.
Care for me,
I ask you one question, Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself?
Talking to white walls that don't responed with life.
I need you, too give me a straight answer, to love me
embrace me with your beauty and let me drink from your knowledge.
For my sweet Persian Bride, I shall love you for eternity.
Now, come off the beach and cross the crossing paths
of mortality and morality and join hands with me,
as we sing the nights away, along with the sweet nightingales.
As we look into each other's eyes
I ask you, am I crazy to love you?


Details | Free verse | |

Hello Again

Hello again my impossible girl,
I've been looking for you in this always changing world
and I have you, my impossible girl.
But, is it always what it seems?
Because every now and then I'll think
and every now and then I will dream,
that my impossible girl has found me.
Because even if I have you, will you see me?
I find it harder and harder to concentrate on the future,
when my future doesn't have my impossible girl.
So as every ball of rock and dust enters the earth,
and every birthday candle blown, 
and every night at 11:11, 
I will wish for my impossible girl to finally see me,
her impossible man waiting, 
for his impossible girl.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

The Rose Beyond my Wall

The beauty I had overlooked
In my haste to get things done--
Another took the time to see
In the wash of morning sun.

The rose that grew beyond my wall...
I think scarlet was her hue--
How sad I failed to notice her
For all I had to do.

Yet all the things I did that day,
So important and so grand--
I cannot smell, or lightly touch,
Or hold with either hand.

The rose, conversely, lingers on
In the wise man's memory--
Never but a thought away,
Should he take the time to see.

~M





Details | Narrative | |

Baby Mermaid

It was down on Bayou Rumpawpaw
where the self proclaimed semi-professional
fisherman Dub “Stinky” Crank first met
the lovely young mermaid by the name of Jewel.
She swam right up to Dub’s old rusty boat
and popped her head out of the water.
It was a fantastical sight to see
and I know this to be a natural fact
because I was there in the boat with him
when the whole dang shebang went down.
For good old bayou boy Dub it was
love at first sight despite him being drunk.
We didn’t have a very good day of fishing
that day which sort of teed me off at the time.
We only caught a few daggum goggle-eye
before the mermaid incident took place.
It worked out pretty darn good for Dub
and he is my very best friend so in
the long run I say heck the what.
After a short bayou soaked courtship
Dub and Jewel done went and got hitched.
I was best man that day and I have to admit
it was a very interesting but strange event.
The two had the love itch really big time
and nine months after the wedding gala
a baby mermaid came swimming into this world.
They named the little bayou beauty Coralee.
I told old Dub that those swimming lessons
we both took when we were young
would come in handy some day.
I still don’t know how the two did
the mating thing and it’s probably
best for my sanity if I never do.


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Echoes Of The Heart



O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ ~ Chardonnay sips at midnight upon the fires warm glow her face lit in flickering beauty as my hand followed each curve delicate and slow A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow One year to the day in frantic thoughts I search my loving poetic fortress again and again I yearn ~ O' where O' where does my Spring flower bloom........ A reunion of two hearts with echoing beauty behold I reminisce in silent murmurs within my heart aglow O' where O'where..........


Details | Pastoral | |

God Almighty

When I came to you I was broken and frail~Half my mind gone in despair

 Feeling so Low~Like mud on the ground~Wondering if my Joy would ever

 be found~Fighting and resisting at the very Start~then slowly you entered my heart

 Quietly and gently working insid my soul knowing just what you were doing to help me glow

You broke into my soul where I had been suffering the most you cleansed me

and entered me showing me what I needed to see, working endlessley on my soul

you cleansed me and made me once again whole. God almighty you never cease to

amaze me always by my side even when I'm at my worst, loving me endleslly and uncondionally..

You have opened my heart to the beauty again, the beauty of the clouds the beauty of your creations'

The beauty of the rain, the beauty of the thunder, the beauty most of all of your people.

Opened and vunerable I am to you always. Enter me and have me do your will in my life

help me to always follow you in every aspect of my mind, body, and soul with every ounce of me

Silently by my side help guide me in my ways so I do your ways and your will dear god almighty

Walking together down this journey in life nothing can go wrong with you by my side

Hold me and love me in this I pray guide me down the right roads along my way

I want you by my side for the rest of my life, no more going alone on this journey

I need you Lord God ALmighty to guide me ,Love me. and Hold me through my good and bad times..!

Written By Christina McCullouch 8/3/2012


Details | Romanticism | |

The bridge to our hearts

With tender loving care
I gently caress my lover's face
And strike her tussled auburn hair
Staring deeply into her wondrous eyes
And there I'm lost in exquisite paradise.

Two minds in tune
Two hearts entwined
Melting away wrapped 
In her warm loving arms
Her loving heart beating next to mine
Lost somewhere in time.

And within those soulful eyes
there's a story I can only see
that speaks from the heart
with so much vibtant color 
and purity
that tells me just how much
She loves me.


Peter Dome.copyright.2014.march.


Details | Rhyme | |

Passion Fruit

Your body is like succulent fruit
Vine ripe, plump and tasty
I must quell my desire to gobble you up
I mustn’t be so hasty

Your skin so smooth and supple, 
Tender to the touch
Wanting so to taste your flesh
My yearning is just too much

Your sweet aroma fills the air
And I absorb your pleasing essence 
Entering my nose then body 
Where it reacts like effervescence

My mouth is now watering
And I’m unable to fight
This thirst and anticipation
For the first delicious bite

I finally give in and peel away your clothes
Like the skin of some exotic fruit  
The goodness I find hidden within
Is exquisite without refute

I savor every morsel
The taste of you is divine
I’ll never share you with another
The pleasure of you is all mine

You satisfy my every desire
My hunger and thirst you sate
No other can compare to your passion fruit
It’s the best I ever ate.
 


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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


Details | Romanticism | |

This One Girl

This One Girl,
Every night she greets me
In my arms she rests
No one else's around, we're free
Time's standing still, a sweet caress

This One Girl,
I've always loved the most
We've gone our separate ways
To two distant, far away coasts
To spend the rest of our days

This One Girl,
I'm not knowing if her face
I'll ever see again
Or if of her, I'll ever find another trace
But still all my love, her way, I'll send

This One Girl,
There's just something about her
A magic to her ways
Making my heart stir
She's got me in a daze


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SUMMER ISLAND GIRL

Island girl
Summer island girl
I'm thinking of you
(Thinking of you)
Oh, a tropical tune 
A lover's full moon
Island girl I'm coming soon
(I'm coming soon)

Island girl, yeah.. island girl
Wrote this song for two
Your sandy white beach
It's not out of my reach
Island girl I'm coming for you

Island girl.. Gotta be my island girl
You've got a spark in your eye
Perfect golden tan
Let me be your man
If you said no I think I would die

Hear me call island girl, island girl
There'll be no peace till then
A smile on your face
In a lover's embrace
Soft touch on your perfect skin

Island girl
Summer island girl
I'm thinking of you
(Thinking of you)
Oh, a tropical tune 
A lover's full moon
Island girl I'm coming soon
(I'm coming soon)

Contest: Regina's "Seasonal Bliss"
Date: 8:18-14


Details | Acrostic | |

Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


Details | Cinquain | |

BEAUTIFUL THINGS

art lies in views.
angry lies in matter.
patience lies in control.
peace lies in mind.
affection lies in heart.
beauty lies in character.
ugly lies in attitude.
world lies in space.
stars lies in galaxy.
more than this all,
I LIE IN YOU.....
LOVELY.....


Details | Narrative | |

Diminished

Diminished
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears

A diminishing Rose Bush
With every pedal plucked, beauty is fading away
Losing its essence of greatness
As we proceed to deplete its history
Life flows away,

I remain standing above
Polluted soil
Naked,
Stems are bare and exposed
Vulnerable to the world and its nature
I give woes
I give worries
I give troubles
These are my possibilities
Then the death of a rose and destruction
Hits home

Bare my green,
My DNA shows traces of the best soils
Traced back to my mother’s land
Surrounded by fellow planted gold
Some will never know

Doing well isn’t doing well
We can’t bloom unless we unfold
Reproduce the best again
Stop dying daily for less than a win
There’s nothing we can’t do
That we’ve done once again

The next season will bring new pedals
I will never grow pass go anymore
Next year, beauty will flourish
Next season remains to nourish
Each season we should cherished
In our best moments
Each year is the best one of your life.


Details | I do not know? | |

'Give me drink, rest, and solitude'

Give me drink, rest, and solitude--
these are all the things I long for.
Give me as well your finest food
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My bonnie lass, what's the matter--
why are you all sorry and alone?
Don't be sad because you're fatter
than most, lass, for love loves its own.

Sweet lass, I'll tell you a secret.
If I were a young lad again,
I'd pursue you without regret!
But as I am three-score and ten

years old, indeed, I can never
be the youthful lad you most need.
But your pain won't be for ever:
for your heart will refuse to bleed.




Details | Couplet | |

Ascension

I’ve journeyed to the highest peaks to glimpse beauty vast below
To gaze upon the Arch of earth, still higher one must go
I looked suspended from this world, the vistas I could see,
Behind me were the sun and stars, below humanity
So far away, I clearly saw, at last to understand,
 the most wondrous sight is love within that tiny speck called man.
I wanted most to know all truth, I've seen glorious realms on high
But now alone among the stars, in this place my dreams must die.
I’ve found all that I sought back then when I was in my teens
My journeys taken me too far to evermore be seen.
Yes truth I hold such beauty pure, was love I desired so much
But to know this wisdom deep within I’ve come too far to touch.
I’ve known such noble; selfless souls, gained treasures none can buy
Suffered such pain and misery, I’ve felt an angel cry.
I went too far, forgot myself, I did not count the cost
I see also from these staggering heights my hope for love is lost.
Weep not for me, I’ve few regrets…I chose my life’s endeavor
And though my time is past you see…through my children I’m forever.


Lawrence Schrank
APOM


Details | Free verse | |

Make him a soldier

Make him A Soldier


Make him a soldier 
so I won't cry anymore

Transform a boy to a man
 so he will stand...alone

 In the dark forest
 beaming 
as natural combustion of dusk in the sky 


Red blood running through our veins is the same
identical as if we share the same DNA 

And even as a child I couldn't deny how our hearts beat the same 

Rate pulse pace...boom 
it startled me
 but as I gaze in his eyes 
I felt a deep connection 
as if he knew me better than I knew myself
 
White
Our love is so pure and shall never be tampered 
and even if life tries to poison us 
we will always have each other 
pure love
 
Blue water
 a million miles away from me 
and as he travels from sea to sea 
I think of him daily 

I try to remember where we came from
 blue water 
shared space 
different times

 Blossomed from a tulip where our petals do not vary 
and the sepals seem to follow a course set to sail 


So I beg you 
Make him A soldier 
so I won't cry an ocean of tears 
Transform a boy to a man
so he will stand beside me in my darkest hour.
 Help me to raise my head 
when he is long gone from here 

When my fears are red 
 my soul turns blue 
let me remember the purity of us 
how I loved a my brother a man of red, white and blue!


Details | Ballad | |

JANUARY START OF NEW DAY

(1 January 2013 – 12:01AM)

By this first day of the year 2013
I am asking anyone to forgive me if I have things done that hurt you. 
I was sudden with the firecrackers
Sounds of bullets flying in the air
This is becoming a culture
That by the end and start of the year there shall be having a gun fire
Is this so not to put a gun as inutile?
I have no new year’s resolution at hand 
But I wanted to do my best to change whatever things needed to be changed. 
Oh God please witness my changes to manifest in my entire being 
from good to very good, from ordinary to extra ordinary and from evil to no evil. 
Let me love memories of 2012 that I have
Please forgive me God through everyone’s forgiveness.
I love everyone and someone. 
Thank you God! 


Details | Triolet | |

cerulean loss

her alabaster lips did drown
the sea with rage that fateful dawn.
how beautiful with skin so pale,
her alabaster lips. did drown
the roar of waves and shredded sail.
Poseidon's wrath on human pawn.
her alabaster lips did drown.
the sea with rage that fateful dawn...


Details | Narrative | |

My Downfall

Power and Control was my destiny, I rose from the bottom.
Hoping to become more powerful than you could ever imagine.
But you were my only hope of stopping my madness and hatred.
My passion and love for you was my downfall, it was all for you.
Now I clinch the remains of you, what have I done?
Am I a disgrace, or a foul, for falling so low to you?
I love you, but it seems, the same cannot be said for you.
I killed to be with you, and let this blood be shed.
A reminder that my rise to power, came with its loss.
Let this loss be the the Dagger that I hold.
A dagger of love, which these hands still clinch.
A dagger which shall be the death of me, as it was to you.
  


Details | Clerihew | |

Not, yet

I dreamt myself as poet-frog
And good Fancy` Fairy
Would stoop to pick my verse…
But she didn`t come.


Details | Free verse | |

Wings Her Love

Calling, out unto her love; beckoning
The purity and this her touch, lovely..
Dreaming of adorned in`White Attire
Perfumed lace; her beauty my desire.


Details | Ode | |

Ode To Pretty Cat

            Ode To Pretty Cat

My cat has female inclinations when it purrs
It does not speak in English using words
But has a perfect soul
Pretty Cat gets by, with its billowy fur

Prefers not fighting and takes flight
At any sign of danger or such notions
Avoids all confrontations
Wears his fluffy yellow hair like gold
He spreads out on his pillows that are its oceans
Unfolds, unfurls his coat in thick proportions
Spoiled, preened and cleaned in lotions
He’s such a pretty boy

Curtains hang as clouds, as distractions
Such fun and dangling’s, to drag them down, as pleasure toys
We smother him in kisses, emotions and affections 
He’s such a pretty thing
Who simply glows
He’s almost human 
 
It is a life of comforts, slumbering all day 
I would love to be with kitty all the time
But work and life get in the way
So I must work so Pretty Cat can play

It dreams in feline tiny mind expressions
Short cat naps at a time of happy things and smiles
Imagines fish and birds served up in style with some cat nip
Pretty Cat has no place to go so it grows fat
We pet him for hours while he rolls on his back
I just love being with my little friend 
A true city kitty cat

Though he is very old he stays real sweet and pretty
My heart jumps, as it attacks the string I hold
It clings to it and swings with fevered paws
As bright green eyes follow like a tick tock clock
Pendulum like as the one thing in life he likes a lot

It is through comfort found in twine and string
My cat and I find true happiness in things

When I’m with Pretty Cat problems fade far away
Dissolve and melt into tomorrow with no sorrow
Where beauty alone cannot keep his lustrous eyes awake
Our play time has no measure in the hours
I always find pure pleasure with that Pretty cat of mine


Created on 11/04/14 for  “Pets” -Poetry Contest	  
 


Details | I do not know? | |

The moon

Sometimes I dress you with silver
And claim that you are the moon.
After awhile I turn off the lights
To dream inside this dark room.
 
A chilling wind makes me shiver,
I will steal love from your mouth.
Like in a thousand and one nights
We will travel to the warm south.
 
Let’s divide our war’s plunder
On the top of the tallest tower,
Surrounded by mingled gardens
Underneath a stardust shower.
 
“Where is the moon’, they wonder,
Better to ask “Where the night went?”
Both are my guest, I am the warden
Of the stars and the moon crescent.


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

AN ODE TO THE HANDS

On Grandma’s bedroom wall hung pencil sketches
To inspire me and draw me in, never fail
The hands in prayer our daily blessing fetches
The cuffs rolled back, work ready, in the detail

The fingerprint motif of light on hands
To give us notice we are unique – and His
Strong thumb accentuating Holy Bands
Steeple elongated fingers, preaching Bliss

On The Tree, He died for our earthly sins
(The cross marked in the veins of the left hand)
He wished to spare us the suffering since
Love and compassion, for which we should stand

Only in Truth can we realise beauty
The Hands setting the example of: “Thank Ye!

[Poetry form used: Sonnet]

If we do not live in Truth, a God given opportunity which we must embrace, then the beauty of all that we perceive will pass us by. ~ Su Crous 

Inspired by: ‘Hands of an Apostle’ by Albrecht Durer: http://uploads4.wikipaintings.org/images/albrecht-durer/hands-of-an-apostle.jpg
DEPICTED IN THE ABOUT SECTION

28/1/2013
Sponsor:	Heather Ober
Contest Name:	Famous Art |


Details | Romanticism | |

A Mile Away

I am closer than I was yesterday,
I am one heart beat closer than yesterday,
I am one step closer than I was yesterday,
I am one breath closer than I was yesterday,
I am one more mile closer to you,
than I was yesterday.

I cannot wait
to travel the last mile,
and join you hand and hand,
hold you close to my heart,
so we can share our love together,
show the world,
make them wrong,
and smile at the envious faces.
One more mile,
that is all I have left to travel
to be with you,
for an endless lifetime
we shall go on,
into the sunlight;
and smile,
and kiss
and make love.
Drink red wine,
and watch the ships cross the bay
and into the channel
and soon out setting sail on the sea.

One mile closer to you,
One day closer to you,
One heart beat closer to you,
Until me and you are together
and are hearts get fused together
and we share love together
forever,
and no one shall come between us,
no devil, no demon,
No curse, no word,
no person, no heartbreak
no past, shall come between us
and tear us apart.

One more mile,
here I come,
with a red rose in my hand,
come for your smile,
come for your love,
so cheer me on,
I'll be with you, soon.


Details | Free verse | |

Sitting Alone

Sitting alone here,
all by myself,
looking at a reflection that I do not recall.
I see a face looking back at me,
a twin,
but not my twin,
no I see a pale face,
I see jealously, pain, sorrow, and a frown
I see all the negative.
I see fear,
I see nothing.

I am sitting alone,
in my room
white walls surround me.
I hear the trains blow their horns off in the distance,
and the cars and trucks roaring down the lonesome highways.
I can even the crying and wailing of sirens
blazing down the avenues,
"Where is the fire, folks!?"

The wind blows through my window,
moving the blinds back and forth,
and I sit there alone,
smiling and singing a little.
Sitting there alone,
peaceful and tired
wanting to rest my head,
but scared too face the nightmares.
Too hear the voices of the dead
call out my name.
And I sit there alone
thinking of what once was,
beauty and harmony nomore
in my trial of certainty.


Details | Lyric | |

DANCING IN THE WIND

Girl, you're dancing in the wind
I have no defense you draw me in
The ground you touch a sacred place
Watching you makes my heart race
Yeah, you're this boy's best friend

Oh, I love the way you sway 
I could gaze upon you all day
And when the sun is setting low
Under the stars love the way ya glow
Oh, I love the way you sway

Sweet Willow, is your nickname
Your delicate moves drive me insane
Cause baby I got the hots for you
My favorite tree since I was two
We'd make music if you were a dame

*A romantic's attempt at humor.. I'm the ultimate tree huger ;)
But seriously, I am mesmerized and infatuated with the 
beauty and grace of the Willow tree!

Date: 8-4-14


Details | Sonnet | |

Sonnet On The Sun

          Sonnet On The Sun

One orb and only one shines on in life
You are much warmer than the morning sun
Remember the volcanoes at Tenerife
Canary Islands paradise adrift in fun  

Hanging there upon a limb of golden time
We conjure elements of joy forever
What favors in the mind recall unwinds
When in our orbits moon pulls down its lever

But there within the walls of love light sealed 
The glow of life can’t hide inside forever 
There in the wicket world concealed, revealed 
That Winter breaks for kinder weather

My love with sun and moon gathered family
Their fortunes shine on together amicably 

           




Details | Free verse | |

Only You

Your honey laden affections
captured me from the taste
of your first deep kiss
and my eyes melted into yours...

Your soft smooth hands
prompting my innermost desires
as you caressed my chest
with a soothing touch of adoration...

It's only you, you, black haired youth
with your dark skin and nocturnal eyes
and rubies glowing on your lips
it's only you I see, nobody but you...

You dark angel, yes, of my fantasies
the ideal shape I see in the afternoons
who whispers sweet seductive words
repeated by the autumn breeze...

Only you i have felt this way
a most tender elated anticipation
you've filled my hours with delight
you've spawned new life within me...


Details | Couplet | |

Loving You is Blissful - My Darling Hubby

          Again a small poem guys dedicated to my Darling hubby.. 
                          wrote by Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

 Loving You is Blissful - My Darling Hubby 

 Twilighting glow of the sky..
 Wanna fly so high..

 Sparkling amidst the million stars..
 chosen the crazy pal and so life is excellently par.. 

 As like the blossom were kissed by soft rain..
 Your arrival in life diminished all my pains..
 
 God has entwined me..with my emarald diamonite gem..
 Enlightening new vistas in life as like your next aim.. 

 At an astounding pace time flew..
 But When i didn‘t see you..I feel like..Life is been dew..

 Your divine presence in life rejuvenates me..
 Every tick of my heartbeat resonating wit your‘s or whatever it will be..

 Your innumerable naughtiness made me silly..
 But yep, your beautifying nature had an fragrance in life like lilly..

 As like snow crested the nestled mountains..
 You cuddled my persona..like a sip of fountains..

 Being With you, Life is euphorically elated..
 Full of high spirit and delighted..

 Thanks for being accompanying me my theist..

 Your admirer with lots n lots of Love:
 Madhavi. Suyog.Pagare




Details | Sonnet | |

A Perfect Love

A Perfect Love

These warm raindrops fall like rose petals
Like glistening pink ribbons and picture perfect kisses
For I feel the warmth of your sweet breath
Which glides underneath to our paradise.

As if we are lying on warm white clouds
Underneath these warm petals of raindrops
We feel the softness of red rose petals
And entices the glistening drops of love.

So pure, it enraptures us into a colossal
Of a heavenly warmth of perfect love
We'll both be enraptured by the very essence
As we're lying on the warmth of white clouds.

We'll be flying and enveloped upon a dove
Of a heavenly warmth of perfect love.

Written: Aug. 30, 2014
Eve T. M. Carter


Details | I do not know? | |

What My Eyes See Now

Sadly we are a product of our upbringing...
We were taught to see in color but not of speaking...
Not long ago I met a lady from Kenya who changed my eyes...
Not a racist by any means,  I just never had a chance to
test the why's...
She is covered in beauty in and out, with a heart 
so deep and a soul that shouts...
She taught me to express myself in anyway, from
words to painting just have my say...
I don't see her as black or white, just an angel who
took my heart to flight...
The words you read today are an influence of what 
she gave me and how I've grown....
Without her in my life these words wouldn't be shown...
I can never pay back this lesson learned in race, for
I am forever grateful and just see Wendy, not in color just
true beauty and grace...


1st palce in PD Best Dedication poem.
btw this poem is in my book and in the dedications
and thank you's I thank her also..




by Michael J. Falotico


Details | Narrative | |

Rememory

Maybe there's just one star in the sky.
Harbor it, keep it, you and I.
Our secret gem, our weekend retreat,
char on the path to which we sneak.

A day of rememory of the crisp night air.
12:10 in the woods; sweet speech in my ear.

Drissle turns to downpour which electrifies the dark.
A towel dabs a leak where the roof splits with bark.

I vaguely remember slipping into a taxi.
A light! Our star! Seen from the back seat.
Another! Two stars? And more, and more
lining the way to my front door.

Too many! That's enough!
They are burning my face! 
Oh no! Oh dear!
And it all went blank.


Details | Free verse | |

My Heart Sings

As the first rays of sunshine
wakes me out of my sleepy slumber,
I sat up in bed and looked at my hands.
The taste of stale cigarette smoke of cheap red wine
stained my taste buds.
I walked out of bed,
turned on the radio
(to the classical station)
and my heart beats to the tune
my life and soul smile as the sun shines in my room.
I hear God whispering in my ear
I hear all the words of the world
talking to me,
and I can hear my heart sing a little.
I read my poetry,
get dressed go for a walk,
I smile at the faces that I pass;
The cars I pass,
the houses,
the trees,
the dry lawns,
burnt and that have not been watered in days.
I smile at them and they all smile back,
and my heart sings a little,
and I dance to its simple tune.

My heart sings and I dance too:
slowly melodies,
fast jigs,
rapid jazz and swing music
and waltzes to the chopin masterpieces,
and the romantic stories, novels, the poems,
that fancy your mind with its ryhme schemes,
and after I read such romantic beauty
I smile, and I listen closely to my heart,
and with every beat,
it lets out a verse or two, from a familiar song
that caught my ear on the radio,
and my heart sings
and I smile,
and the world smiles back.

Feeling such beauty
love and romance
it is such a good feeling to live with;
and as the night rolls on,
and the sun goes away
I sit at my desk
writing poetry,
with a cigarette slowly burning away with time,
and I am stuck,
getting drunk of red wine,
I sit back in my chair,
and listen to my heart,
and he sings alittle
and I can write again.
So, there we sit together,
writing poetry,
smoking cigarettes,
drinking wine
to the strike of nine
and we both sing songs of love and romance
together forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


Details | Rhyme | |

In This Moment

These soft petals falls on your golden hair
And created magic so sweet and so fair.
Like the sun's complexion bright
A soft crimson streaming light.

Dawn has come and we tread together
In the stillness of the air
In the silence of the fields and pastures
Beneath the skies painted fair.

We hold hands and a silent submission
Of tongues intertwined, in this love recession
Electric shocks, soothing play of aggression
Soft and slow into the fire of the night.

Musk-rose falls down petals on milky way, chocolate smooth lips
Fever running wild, immortal love grips.
Tantalizing pleasures sways in the rosy night
In every throbbing heartbeat in the crystal light.

Pigeons, Seagulls, Turtle doves, those signs of love
Clouds form words with silver pens above.
In regions of ice, that seem to entice
Regions of fire, soaked with desire.

We watch the blushing sun arise, you are in my arms
The soothing air lashes our backs, love alarms.
So sweet a magic we created in the air 
In this moment!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Free verse | |

Distant Love

The hours dwindle slowly by- 
When I want you by my side. 
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath 
As you kiss away my pride. 
 
The anger melts away, 
When I'm held within your arms.
My balance quickly faltering;
As I fall for all of your charms.
 
The weeks are always longer-
When I don't get to have you near.
Wishing that I could run to you- 
The distance heightening my fear. 
 
The hours go by rapidly-
When you are finally home. 
 Leaving me all by myself;
With my thoughts to roam. 
 
The cycle starts all over- 
I'm wishing that you were free. 
Longing to feel the warmth of your breath. 
Until you come right back to me. 


Details | Free verse | |

I Fall in Love

I fall in love with broken daffodils, bent daisies,
with the touch of your cheek to mine.
Every time I see the sunset during work breaks
it makes me smile because today I have something to live for.

I fall in love with graying hair and age lines,
with low tides and the days that my feet reach the coast;
your hazelnut eyes and mud hands that make me look so silver.

I fall in love with broken souls, and bent perspectives,
with a caterpillars slow crawl and my mother’s sweet mercy.
You found a gold quarter today.
So ecstatic you were to see rarity.
I fall in love with chemistry, infrequency, 
the way you move so softly.
Every time the worm disappears,
I pray its going home.

I fall in love with angles, geometry,
white noise, and curves.
You drew today,
the world as you see it,
cupping the wrists of the continents with your palm indentations.
You said to me, “I can save them.”

I fall in love with bright lights at dusk, cold rooms, and warm blankets,
with wind storms, and how the thunder calls back the lightening.
Every time I see you,
see this,
I fall in love.

 

Love Poem - 29 by Chris D. Aechtner
Line used - I fall in love with broken daffodils, bent daisies,

I Fall in Love by Katie Pukash





Details | Romanticism | |

Loves Sensual Caress

To hold you close, to have you near,
to have my breath, against your ear. 
Whispering the words I long to say,
to show you my passion, in that special way.

The loving, the kissing would feel so right,
expressing our love, right through the night.
Our bodies come together in pure ecstasy, 
Kissing and moaning, You become part of me.

Reaching that point there is no turning back,
our bodies explode together with love.
Now, cuddling and laughing, we've done it all,
I look up and smile, Oh! It's you I love.


 I Love you,  Michaela Dean


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





Details | Rhyme | |

Arise

Tempestuous breath beholding hallowed eyes,
Witnessing the beauty which doth arise.
A vast zenith of forget-me-not blue,
A countenance unfolds within the hue.

Softly come gossamer prismed wings,
Thou expression but in beauty sings.
Mystique sunrise art thine ardent eyes,
Witnessing the beauty which doth arise.

Weak is mine constitution for which I bear
thou mercy tis steadfast I thee declare
Thou whisper akin to balmy breeze,
Mine chest but entombed doth seize.

Keep naught absolution from mine prayer,
Thou blessed assurance canst compare.
O iniquitous of mine transgressions sleep,
Residing assuredly in heavenly keep.


Details | Lyric | |

Beautiful

I got a beautiful heart
a beautiful mind, 
beautiful thoughts
and a beautiful smile

You see me looking 
like a diamond 
shining in the sky
Let me tell you why
It's all from my light inside

I got a beautiful heart
a beautiful mind, 
beautiful thoughts 
and a beautiful smile

Happy on the inside
Happy on the outside
Cmon baby let's ride
and you can catch the vibe

We got beautiful hearts
we got beautiful minds
we got beautiful thoughts 
and beautiful smiles


Details | Sonnet | |

Ghost orchid

what makes the heart feel for something it can't touch?
his tears caused contractions for his heart to pulse
floundered, looking for loves heartache to clutch
whimsical solace of her essence startles his impulse 

 shouldering the bane of a kiss that foreshadowed trifles
kooky huh? how time unleashes emotions restrained behind pride
 losing his beloved inamorata to an admirer she mollycoddles
his heart became friable to the echo of her suicide

It was the absence of a note that left his worries unverified
what makes the heart feel for something it can't touch?
Now alone and without; a lovers heart is mummified
he will never love another as much

the “ghost orchid” has become her epithet
the rules of this game have changed, misère ouverte.







 I chose Bonnie Raitt “I can't make you love me” because when I listened to it it brought 
back memories of my childhood feeling second to my fathers work. His physical presence was 
always their, but his heart belonged to his work and still is. After listening to the song  5 or 6 
times I thought of the question, what makes the heart feel for something that it can't 
touch----like love, and went from there.


Details | Limerick | |

Sweet Josephine

Josephine! Josephine!
Prettiest girl I have ever seen.
She looks just like a movie star.
Men come from near and far
To get a glimpse of sweet Josephine.


Details | Lyric | |

You're my song of love

Written for my wonderful wife, Vera Rosina. The sweetest girl ever born.

You be my song of love

You’re my lady of the Roses
You’re my queen that rules the flowers
You’re the Goddess of all loving
You’re my lady filled with power
How you mesmerize me darling
How you hypnotize my soul
You’re my angel filled with beauty
Oh so wise, so kind, so whole.

I could never tell you, darling
Just how much I love you so
You’re the one who fuels my being
You’re the girl who makes me glow
You’re the essence of all beauty
You’re the minder of my heart
How your love, it plays my heartstrings
Makes a symphony in me start

You will always be my lady
Till there be no world no more
I will love you, dear, forever
That’s the one thing that be sure
When the sun no longer shines at all
When the oceans all dry up
Until then, I’ll love you darling
For love overflows my cup.

When I wake up each new morning
And you’re lying by my side
I must hold you in my arms, dear
As my soul be deified
You’re a sacred hymn of beauty
You’re my precious Crystal Rose
Who has filled me with a love song
And each day it grows and grows.

10 January 2010 @ 1840hrs


Details | Rhyme | |

Luna Glory Says Goodnight! Moon

As the warm sun begins to set
Fading on the far horizon
Ole Man Moon begins his assent
Luna Glory's beauty turns on

Greeting harvest moon with Goodnight
She shines in delight with her white
In love to glow forever bright
Their relationship great delight

Lunar are you jealous my dear
Of your cousin Morning Glory
She is colorful in blue clear
You are beauty white flowery

That relationship between you
And Mr. Moon when you greet sweet
He brings out the best that is true
At night when you soulfully meet

Snuggle down between soft starlight
That blankets the sky and the ground
Softly two kiss cheek to cheek right
The reward is seedlingly on the mound


Details | Ballade | |

Lisa Maree

Dedicated to my darling daughter. Lisa Maree, the kindest girl in the world


Lisa Maree

Lisa Maree, you baffle me
You just don’t seem to care
You throw your money all around
And people who won’t share
Will try to take you for a ride
And you can’t always see
What some folk try to do to you
You’ve too much trust in thee.

Lisa Maree, it’s plain to see
That you’re a special girl
Though sometimes you go off on one
And mind goes in a whirl
Your heart is gold, pure solid gold
You’re as soft as heated honey
You have a sense of humor too
You even think 'you’re' funny.

Some might find you hard to take
These fickle kinds of folk
Will run you down for being you
And treat you like a joke
But fickle folk don’t mean a thing
You’re far above the rest
When you are helping someone out
That’s when you’re at your best.

23 August 2013 @ 1817hrs





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Falling for the Beast

Playing cat and mouse were Beauty and the Beast
Right up to the moment the harvest moon ceased

To shine, that is, autumn winds ushered dark clouds
Even amber leaves were cloaked by misty shrouds

Alone on the terrace, Beast’s hand reached to her
Unfamiliar feelings in Beauty did stir

The masquerade party on All Hallows Eve
Beauty caught in his web, seeking no reprieve

Clouds now cast aside, moonbeams danced in the skies
Pulling his mask, Beauty unveiled Beast’s disguise

Seeing sensual eyes, her pulse rate increased
Conquered by longing for a man she’d called Beast



By Carolyn Devonshire for Michael’s “Falling in Love in the Fall contest
September 24, 2011


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ALONE IN THE CROWD

I am in the jeepney in the eve of 24
I have people around me yet I am alone
I am too emotional this time
Missing someone that I cannot be with
I want to cry with no tears in my eyes
Yet my heart is tearing deeply
I wanted to shout so loud "I love you" but I cannot in public
This is the feeling I have this time.
Oh God tell me to calm my feeling and ease it to dream
Tomorrow shall be my day
I love you God!


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Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


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The soul of the Crab

The soul of the crab

Oh how she hides behind that shell
Lets no one see her feelings
She’s practical in everything
But those feelings have her reeling
She’s sensitive, and hurt easy
And her moods they be so many
And yet she has not one bad bone
Malice, she has not any.

She be the one for queen and country
Digs into history
She’s always loyal to her kin
She loves her family
She’ll protect them with her life
Don’t no one touch her man!!!
She has a brilliant memory
And she’ll get you when she can.

Her mother, she loves very much
But her children more than that
Wherever there be family
That’s where she would be at
And how she loves to entertain
And cook delicious food
And always she will be a mother
In her heart will be her brood

9 August 2013 @ 2000hrs.


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Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Renewed.
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!


Details | Sestina | |

Tall Towers and Deep Wells

TALL TOWERS AND DEEP WELLS

My love, come and feast on my two round mountains
whose perky tops are as dark as red roses,	
and that are as soft and round as marshmellows.
They stand tall and erect as a giant tower.
Thy pleasurable tongue may be plunged into this deep well
where sweet nector is a neverending supply.

Luscious and delicious there is always a supply.
So when you need satisfying, come to these mountains. 
On top of these mountains you will have great access to this well
and when you slide in, it's as velvety and as soft as roses.
You spread these rose pedals with your giant tower.
I melt under your touch as toasted marshmellows.

When you eat these delicious marshmellows,
you'll surely know that I have more than a vast supply.
Your length makes me think of a tall tower
and underneath your tall tower hangs two round mountains.
They bump against my well as gently as roses
and bring rivers gushing into my sweet well.

Your tower and mountains satisfy my deep well.
It's as though I'm filled with sweet marshmellows.
As you taste and feast you will realize I smell like sweet roses.
You must give and must supply and I must give and must supply.
Just remember to always come to these high mountains
Where my well is filled with marshmellows from your tall tower

Nothing is as firm or as tall as your tower
and when you're near me you seem to gravitate to my mountains and well.
With your tower in my well you gently kiss my mountains.
My dark red rose petals swell as you explode sweet marshmellows.
There is no shortage here but a great supply.
All of this love takes place in our bed of sweet roses.

What is more fragrant than a bed of roses
or more delightful than to be gently entered by a giant tower?
Knowing your length I'm sure you would be able to supply.
There's such an awesome craving in my deep well.
And only you can supply me with sweet marshmellows.
Please fill that longing and pleasure these mountains.

Come smell these sweet roses and drink from my well.
I'll play with and taste your tower and you can feed me your marshmellows.
For you have an unending supply which you can release on my mountains.

5/30/14


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THE SWEET SKY

                                                      THE SWEET SKY

                                            

                                                     A sky-borne swan
                                                          on the wing--
                                                  I  face true North
                                                   when it is Spring.
                                               Forgotten are sore wings
                                                       or broken heart---
                                                    I heed a call---
                                                     tears me apart


                                                    No sweeter sky
                                                that soars the mind---
                                                when sun and moon
                                                   Dance side by side

                                              North Summer nights---
                                                      the white nights call---
                                                   There is no time
                                                            to fret or stall---

                                           No excuses, no one to blame
                                                  in heading North
                                                  There is no shame.



                                                 Chorus:
                                                Thru White nights dance
                                                             both sun and moon
                                                     Each night they sing
                                                         a  different tune.

                                
                                                          Hang on tight--
                                                                     If you dare
                                                        Travel light,
                                                                    for it is far.
                                                          Come, join me Love,
                                                                   share this delight!
                                                           No thrill soars past
                                                          My white North Nights

                                                                  imagine days
                                                                that never end---
                                                                     bodies entwined---
                                                                   eternal blend

                                                                      CHORUS               

 June 2013

V Anderson-Throop


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A love story

A love story

There lived in the heart of the country
In a place called Crystal brook
A little girl named Tahlia Rose
Who had that kind of look
That said she was a dreamer
But she was beautiful
She was a maid of so much charm
This girl, she had it all.

Her smile was like the morning sun
Her eyes were like the moon
And oh, she had a lovely voice
She sang a pretty tune
And everybody loved her so
Cause she sparkled like the stars
And people loved to look at her
They came  from near and far.

She grew up, and looked so grand 
All the best folk all around
They sought her out to marry her
But she would not be bound
By any but a special soul
Her suitor, he must be
A man of rich and sweet compassion
And much integrity.

He must love her like no other could
She must be his heart and soul
And they would love, forever more
For fate gave them this role.

Then came a man, a poor, poor man
He roamed from town to town
With a smile just like a blooming rose
He never wore a frown
Her parents never liked the lad
And banned the whole affair
But our two, they carried on
All wrapped in loves sweet care.

And so I finish off this tale
By telling all of you
That these two lovers had their day
There love it was so true
That fate did join the two as one
In a bond to last forever
Though that was fifty years ago
These two are still together.

8 September @2013 @ 1857hrs.







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My Beautiful Penelope

Oh my sweet and beautiful Penelope
Oh how beautiful you are, and when I see you come down
to the pearl gates of immortality and come down to see me,
as we join hands and walk the shorelines
I see you my beautiful Penelope, she you who walks through beauty,
We shall join in immortality.
Your heart built of stone and paved in golden
you born out of the beauty of a rose and maturity of a lady
you are the one who never sings a depressing and low melody.

My Beautiful Penelope,
The one beautiful lady form Napoli
Oh, how you walk in such glory.
See me look over you and hear my heart beat
for you, I love you, see me for I care about you.
Take it from me, for I shall take you by the hand
and as our shadows rise to meet us in the morning
I can make love to you, then we shall love the night away.
My beautiful Penelope, as I take you through the twilight
we dream of shooting stars falling from the evening skies,
as we hold each other close,
take me and I shall take you and bring each other together,
and fuse us together with a sweet and loving kiss.

She is my beauty and I love her
she takes me by the hand and curels me to her warm chest.
Cares for me,
Makes me laugh,
Makes me feel good and uplifts my soul
everytime I lay my almond eyes upon her beauteous body.
My beautiful Penelope, oh how I see the glory in your blue eyes,
your luxurious, long flowing hair colored golden
like the rays of the morning sun.

Dare to care
about such beauty in her eyes?
Dare to care
about such beauty in her cries,
as she tells me of her suicide struggles?
I hold you close to me
and I hope you to be
my love for all eternity.
See me and I see you to tell me about you and your day,
as you come home and say,
That you love me.
And I shall say I love you too,
with a zealous attitude in my voice
I shall take you into our room and you shall tell me about your day.
You shall tell me, under the shadows of the trees, the houses, the red rocks.
I shall show you love in a handful of roses,
deliver you a bouquet of roses and violets,
as we see the breeding lilacs grow tall,
we shall lay in the grasslands and look up at the clouds,
that shape themselves into beautiful paintings in the glorious blue sea
we call the sky.

Oh My beautiful Penelope
my glorious maiden lady,
who sings such beauty in her melody
that it brings tears to nightingales' eyes.
My beautiful Penelope, you are my love
here are a dozen roses for you to express and show my love for you,
my beautiful Penelope.
Love is eternal with you.


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September Weather

Ah, the september weather is here,
the trees turn firery red and orange,
and the leaves gently fall to the surface.

Fall is here,
and the grass turns from green to yellow,
the souls of many change their ways.

From going on beaches in sun
to walking on wet streets,
with jackets on.

September weather is here,
too most it is depressing to see,
such change in the world.

But I love it.
The girlfriends and boyfriends go away,
and that makes me happy.
Then I go apple picking.

I pick red apples,
from low, hanging apple trees.
and I eat one, while walking down the trail.

Fall is here,
the time of death,
the last of sunshine.

I don't argue,
I love fall,
it is so cosy and it gives me hope.

Hope that a day will come again,
when the sun pops its head out
and the warmth returns.

September weather is the best,
when summer is gone, but not quite,
and the cool breeze sweaps through your open windowpane.

I love fall,
it gives me hope,
that with death comes life.


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That True Girl

 she's human,
Possessive,
Jealous,
Selfish,
Fragile,
Broken,
Insecure,
Hurt,
Afraid,
Hateful,
Not so fun to be with,
Not so pretty.

But she choose to forget that,
Walking with her head up high,
The pretty girl that is so damn fly,
Sweet you don't want to tell her bye,
The better version of independent mind,
She young wild n free,
Not to mention she living her life,
She don't need you to keep reminding her of her negative side. 
 For she don't live on that side.


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Princess Fairy Tinsel

Princess Tinsel.

It was a day in springtime in the valley
All the Elves and fairies gathered round
Today it was the coronation morning
Fairy Princess Tinsel would be crowned.

As blackbirds and some thrushes in the treetops
They warbled out a happy sounding song
The crickets and the frogs joined in, in chorus
You could tell that there was something going on.

Fairy Princess Tinsel, she was lovely
And on this very day she would be queen
And all the woodland people were ecstatic
For such a caring princess she had been.

So then the valley's filled with happy laughter
As fairy dust did sparkle everywhere
For Princess Tinsel soon she would be ruler
And oh, that lady was so very fair.

And as I end this story our Queen Tinsel
Has married her the prince who now be king
And peace and happiness does rule the valley
Which now they call "the land of everything".

21 August 2013 @ 1635hrs.


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The Bitter Truth

~Heart opens, Legs close~

If only 'lover' of nowadays could actualize 
What real love is and not that type they play second fiddle to.
If they could stand on their toes to solve relationship puzzles
By being rational in their approach (to it).
Then they would have found out
The true meaning of love
And would as well be able to 
Distinguish it between its counterfeit.

Real love is true love.

With love at first sight 
You can love more than once
And be heartbroken on several occasions.

Love is not sex and Sex is not love.
You can have sex and not necessarily be in love.
You can be in love and not necessarily engage in sex.

Using sex to manipulate a man will eventually fail,
Cos a man may hate you and still have sex with you.
It is self deception to think that 
Giving man sex will make him love you.

True love will never force you to engage in sex.
A man who doesn't love you,
Will not change his mind because of sex.

True love comes from the heart and is often unimaginable and unexplained.

If man tells you to prove your love by having sex with him,
You should know he is only using you as (may be one of) his toy.
And if he is attracted to you because of his titillating figure,
Sooner or later, 'better sex' will take him away from you.
Submitting yourself to him as his sex slave is a great mistake and an act of foolishness.

True love will never shame or degrade you.

If a man truly loves you, he will understand your feelings and will listen to you. 
He will respect and stand by you. 
He won't want you to get hurt
 And he will be ready to hold back his sexual desire
Until that holy night.

Be wise!

 For: Russell Sivey's "Enlightenment, hope and harmony" Contest.
23rd March, 2013


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A beautiful love song I'll sing you

A beautiful love song

A beautiful love song I’ll sing you
I write for you two songs a day
And I want to sing them forever
In these writings I just want to say
That forever I love you, my darling
You’re my one only lady forever
Oh yes I will love you with all of my heart
Until the first day of never.

What a beautiful, wonderful lady
You be, you’re my lady divine
And all of your kisses and all of your sunshine
They go to my head like fine wine
Whenever I’m with you my Darling
I feel like I’m walking on air
You give me a feeling, so sweet so tender
I love you my lady so fair.

Each day is a wonderful story
All filled with such beauty and grace
Because my heart floats for you Darling
Whenever I see your sweet face
I know that I could not forsake thee
For you give my world so much bliss
I can’t help but love you, there’s something about you
I guess that’s the way that it is.

24 August 2013 @ 0522hrs.






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My Notebook

Stimulating ideas pop into your head
You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper 
It looks like you’re outtah luck…no wonder you’re drowning in dread
You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment’s rest… 
You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally…
I’m not trying to irritate you purposely

Try with all your might…try your best
To stay optimistic and fervent 
I believe that you’ll pass the test
Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant  

I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook…
Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter…
I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book 
Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother…

But, you’re like no other . . .

You’re like a mat – you’re constantly stepped on…
I’m like YOUR unwanted tool – 
I stepped on you and
Pushed your buttons
I accused you of being the fool 
When, in fact, I’m the fool by your side…
You’re drifting…pushing me aside…

I’m writing words of truth though – 
Expressing how much I’m fond of you 

I esteem your presence
Glowing with glee 
At times, you do say things without thinking 
I’m the god of distress – 
You’re leaving me breathless 
Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree
You don’t see how much you make me…
Guilty for your crimes
Taking the blame about the hundredth time 

At times, I feel that I’m awkward when I’m around you

You’re like a backpack – you carry everyone’s weight…
You’re like a sponge – soaking in our stress
I’m a distraction to you – you’re wasting valuable time…but don’t hesitate 
I’m writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn’t exist…
But these feelings aren’t as bad as committing a crime
These feelings come and go – I just had to confess 
I didn’t mean to screw up your progress…

Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, 
Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might
It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on 
Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night  

When you wrote those words on my notebook…
It made my day…you’re such a delight 
Like reading a fascinating, classic book


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Welcome to the Planet

Welcome to the planet
Wake me when it’s over
The dreamer’s always tempted
To come around and show her

And I just keep wastin my time
On girls that won’t love, me, like their wine
And it’s just too easy to blame
The rock and the system for causing my pain
And I just want you to know that I’m through
With being alone, when I’m with you 
And when you mask the truth with your lies
It just won’t get any better for the rest of your guys

And when you fall asleep
The night covers your tears
And the darkness sees you weeping
Cause your conscious can’t be cleared
This year you’re feeling colder
Your heart’s a little older
You haven’t found your soul mate
And now you think you’re too late

But one look inside of my eyes
Gives you the hope that there’s a guy
Who can make you feel happy and sad
And it’ll be worth it to feel that again


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I Want

I want to sing you
I want to write you
I want to watch you
And describe you

I would like to compose you
You, my ninth symphony
To put you on a stave
To play your melody

I want to sculpt you
Without engraving too much
Hardly anything to change
Some details to fix

I want to photograph you
Under different lights
To whip with the flash
All those artifices that are hiding you

I want to break your records
Go through your body's limits
Jump higher, run further
When man an athlete is one

I could go on with other arts
But none of them seem good enough to define you
So I'll go on in which my words are the finest
For you, I'll never stop writing


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Rivers That Flow

Hands anastomose, 
bifurcating the rivers that flow.


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Oh, my love

My very first Poem/song





Oh, my love



Oh, my love, you be my hearts desire

When you’re with me

You set my soul afire

Ti’s only you could give me so much bliss

I love you Dear, you can be sure of this



Oh, my love, if you could be in me

Then you would know

How wonderful you be

You be my life, my everything, my dear

I am in heaven, whenever you be near.



I love you and adore you, oh my darling

You’ll never know how strong the love in me

It be, you be the sunshine in my life dear

You be my Rose, my sweetest mystery.



Oh, my love, just listen to my song

Nothing could ever outshine my love so strong

Ill love you, dear until the end of time

Thank you, my darling, for saying you’ll be mine.



Written in 1976


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When love matures

When love matures

Love it be a wondrous thing
So very beautiful
I speak of love that’s grown mature
A love that has it all
Because the years have tempered it
And turned it into gold
Love, it be more beautiful
As two lovers they grow old.

It’s beautiful when one is young
And the energy is there
But often, then it turns to dust
And floats off with the air
 But when pure love has stood the time
Though the energy goes low
The little things grow big, and bold
And really make it glow.

With time love grows more beautiful
The desires lose their power
But something much more beautiful
Does cause two hearts to flower
Then nothing can destroy this love
It cannot dissipate
It’s written there at Heavens doors
By the sacred hand of fate.

26 December 2013 @ 1245hrs.


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I'm dead without my Love

I am dead without my love.
It is simple as that.
I cannot breath without her,
I cannot eat without her,
I cannot write without her.
I cannot live without my love,
I am dead without my love.

I cannot prosper without her warm embrace,
I cannot think without her by my side.
always thinking of her, sharing her love I once had,
with another.
My heart breaks,
and my mind is gone.
I weap... I weap...
I cannot handle the betrayal of my once love.
I am stuck, sitting in dark corners of dark rooms,
staring at blank walls, thinking of what once was.

Her beauty,
her smile,
the laughs shared, and the tears we weaped together.
Holding hands, you and I, walking down sandy beaches,
and beautiful highways, full of love.
How we sat on park benches and kissed the night away.
I cannot believe you are gone, with another.

I did what I could,
I loved you endless time on my hand.
Our time spent together was special and near to the heart.
Do not expect for that happiness to come again.
For that has sailed, to far East, to the rising of the new day.

But, I cannot live one more day without my love.
For what I had with her is unexplainable and beautiful beyond definition.
I have seen the wayward signs point me to the direction of you.
But when we see each other, you don't spare a passing glance,
as if I was a ghost, an invisible man, like air.
That is when my heart breaks, torn in two, I cannot see me without you.
Walk with another, shall I go, now this without you.

For she is my everything, beauty and nature.
She is my rose, my violet, my nightingale singing her songs, in the twilight.
She is the sky, the sun, the moon, the trees, the grass.
She is everything to me.
She is even the summer storms and Winter blizzards that roll in and destroy,
beauty and harmony.

I cannot live without my love, for she is my one and only.
I do not like to beg, but love me once again and live with me forever.
For you know and I know, and the world knows,
That I cannot live without you,
I cannot live without my love,
For I am dead without my love.


Details | I do not know? | |

You, Me, Us, Everyone

Flowers
Not named
Unknown to those with no curiosity
Buds, that dream of one day blooming
Being, more than they are
Flowers living
Being
Thriving
Touched by those who love
Protected by those who wish to love
Wishing to be more than they are
Buds, not truly knowing if they are ready for the world
Hoping they are strong enough 
Wishing to be the best
You, Me, Us, Everyone


Details | Light Poetry | |

Crap Happens

Crap happens.
Get the hell over it.
Suck it up.
Take it like a sane human being.
There are over seven billion
people in this old world of ours,
they are not all going to like you.
You are made in God’s image
and that is a plus that no one
can take away from you.
Spit in the devil’s eye,
he has no hold over a child of God.
Dance a fancy victory dance,
you are the beloved of God.
You are cool.
You are no one’s fool.
You look beautiful through the eyes of God.
You even look pretty dang good to me.


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Naked Embrace

Naked, embrace
Entwined, as one
Two hearts, beating in time
One rhythm


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To be with you

Words for my perfect lady wife.

To be with you

Just to be with you
Be all I ever need
I do not need no extra’s
I am not of that breed
That yearns for more than just pure love
I reach for only you
Because you be my Rose of love
And I love you so true.

To me, there’s nothing else
That has more power than this
This force of love that rules my heart
To me, it’s all there is!
As I reflect your love, my dear
And shine it back to you
I know, that just to be with you
That’s all I want to do.

Just to be with you
Is a feeling of pure gold
It’s  a treasure worth a kings ramson
It’s true worth yet untold
For I love you, my lovely rose
With every bit of me
It’s true, that just to be with you
Pure Heaven so it be.

12 May 2014 @ 0428hrs.


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A Departing Memory

I know you.
Candles lit, incense fuming,
You like it when I bite your neck, just hard enough.
Blankets thrown about the room
So recklessly, they refold themselves.

And we roll down a hill together,
Kissing the leaves, tickling with our eyes,
Laughing with our hearts.
"You'll just leave me for the next girl you find."
"Yes," I say. Because only
Nothing
Lasts forever.
And it spills through the cracks in your hands
The moment you grasp it.
Like water from a stone.
She bites my neck
Drawing lines of ecstasy down my back with her fingernails
Spilling into me, fighting my words.
"I leave when the sun sets."




Details | I do not know? | |

Love over Hate

Broken promises
Meaningless words
Empty feelings
Secrets unheard
Thoughts racing
Heart wondering
Feet pacing
Tears thundering
Illusion of love
Faking of fate
Imitation of above
Leaking out hate
Purity in the day
Darkness at Sun fall
Finding a way
To conquer it all
We unite
Infiltrate
We Fight
Love over hate


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The Butterfly Effect

Our eyes meet and then shy
His breath draws closer to mine
Tingling currents
Down my spine

Lips caress and glide
Soft pecks move on to slide
Hands lock into mine
Warm rays of sunshine

May I?
A virgin canvas am I
Slow brush
A stroking touch
Short peck
Colour my neck

Oscillating heart beat
No feeling below my feet
Whispers of heat
Crawling goose bumps
Peppermint sweet

The clocks have stopped
The world is still
Tongues intertwine
Slow sips of wine
I cling onto my lifeline

It’s pure
It’s perfect
This
The butterfly effect


Details | Couplet | |

Images of She

Everyday I view images, of a creature beautifully be
Through my eyes I see a maiden, such beauty in she thralls thee

It does not matter what she wears, or the way it's worn
She would look beautiful wearing rags, shredded ripped or torn

To her locks I mention, draped against porcelain skin
Like a magnetic I'm now drawn, her beauty draws me in

Next I value her loves, such intelligence abounds her soul
History, the arts and music, knowledge has been her goal

Everyday I view images, of a creature beautifully be
I can only feel so honoured, that she's fallen in love with me


*~*






http://www.lorenatorrescaceres.com/lorena-5.php


Details | Ballade | |

Colours

Colours

A world without colour
It would be so dull
As a man I would live
Without any soul
If I could not see colours
Wherever I go
All magic would leave me
My heart would not glow.

Red, pink and purple
I love these the best
Red is for energy
It’s brim filled with Zest
As Pink is for love
Without those conditions
That give to a marriage
So much opposition

Then there comes purple
It’s so spiritual
It flows into my being
And makes my soul full
 It puts so much beauty
In all that’s around
It’s in these three colours
Such Joy I have found.

23 June 2014 @ 1228hrs.

For Shadows contest 'colours'


Details | Free verse | |

Drunk in the City of Angels

Drunk in the lost city,
lost in the vase beauty of the angels
drunk, smoking on park benches.

Freaks, trannys, whores and pimps,
looking at me;
a one of a kind.

No one has ever seen me on the streets of L.A.,
beacause I am a one of a kind,
a gentleman, a drunken buffoon.

I hurl myself at the bars,
and the whores look at me and smile,
and I wave them over, and they come.

40 bucks for a night a good fun,
a night of exotic pleasure,
in the heart of the sleeping angels.

Drunk walking,
two in the morning,
police stop me, sleeping on a park bench.

Warm always warm,
never cold,
the city that is lost.

A city known as the city of angels,
yet how many devils I have counted.
How much evil I have seen,
how much temptation rules in the gutters.

Walking drunk on madness,
in this dirty city,
as I look for a bar before last call.

I find one,
I go in,
order a beer.

I drink with pleasure
I start to write,
I light a cigarette and smoke.

A grey cloud forms around me,
"Last call for alcohol," the barkeep shouts.
I raise my hand, he comes over.

"What will yah have?" he asks,
"Another beer and my check."
On the house, free drinks, on the house.

After a night in the city of angels,
I find myself a cosy park bench,
and fall asleep, dreaming of the angels I had never seen.


Details | Blank verse | |

Losing Sight

Why was I given these eyes that hide 
Behind this clumsy heart-
Hands and knees forever searching 
For an honest soul?
It feels as though we're wringing water
From a dusty rag.
It feels as though we're submerged in longing 
Ever drowning in our thirst.

Why was I given these eyes that grope
For another’s warmth,
When love is fired through a gun,
Or taken from a calloused hand;
Sight has cursed my heart to see
The naked spent to dust.

Blindness,
Kiss me with your tasteless lips and I will see no more.
I will not see their tears through mine,
I will not see their laughter;
I will not see their careless words,
Looking dumbly after.
I will not see their hateful glares that only’ve seen hateful eyes.
I will not see their broken ears that never hear my broken cries;
They’ll all be black to me.

Jacob Reinhardt							09/11/2013


Details | Free verse | |

your face sadness

1

Take all the trees of the poet
and give me one drop from your face sadness 
I want to blow the joy of the world !

2

Written on a bottle of poem perfume
Made in your face !

3

Suffice it to write to you ..
to spread smell of your face on my fingers
on The shirt of place
I write to you ..
or ..
Peel an orange !


Details | Lyric | |

NOT ASHAMED

I'm not ashamed to let everyone know
Stars shinning on us I can't let you go
In the moon's mist love has captured me
On a night sky I've got a summer fantasy

Across the dark sea the morning dawns
Long distance romance inhibition gone
Guided by angel light I make my way
The waves stand to clap as if to say..

Boy, got to chase her tonight
Don't let her get away
When your dream is in sight
Who cares what they say
Stop sneaking around
Who ya trying to please
Boy, you know what ya want
And she's across the sea

Every sail's up move as fast as I can
I'm going to win the race and be her man..

Boy, got to chase her tonight
Don't let her get away
When your dream is in sight
Who cares what they say
Stop sneaking around
Who ya trying to please
Boy, you know what ya want
And she's across the sea

Date: 9-1-14


Details | Quatrain | |

Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Kiss from Heaven

I dream of your kiss
brought down from the paradise of heaven
brought in upon a silver platter.
Your kiss from heaven is all I dream,
to long for you to come in and give me a kiss,
upon my rough cheek, my chapped lips,
my oiled brow.
I long for your Kiss from heaven,
Feel me and hear the loneliness in my voice,
as your kiss from heaven shall bring us together
and we shall live together in love and happiness.

Do you hear the angels playing their golden harps
as you desend the stair
with lovely curls in your hair,
waiting as you come to me
and lay a simple and loving kiss upon my lips.
I charish your longing kiss
for your kiss is hard to miss;
as if I could not halter anymore,
I long for your kiss from heaven.

A kiss can solve anything,
two lovers seal their love with a kiss,
and a simple kiss can cure a broken heart.
Come now, my love and stich my heart back together,
with your loving kiss from heaven.
Desend from the golden steps of your glorious throne
and come down into my arms and we shall watch the stars fall from the sky,
and hear the trees sing their songs, and watch the mountains dance to simple tones.
As we lay together, on the bed sheets of virginity;
let us seal our love with a kiss.
For my love is endless for you,
and I cannot halter anymore longer
as I long for your Kiss from Heaven.

Come now, desend to me
and hold my hand, as I take you to the wayward cafes
and we will dance under the purple skies of the evenings.
As we grow together as one, I shall steal a kiss from you,
for I long for your loving kiss,
Longing for my sweet angel
to deliver her sweet kiss from heaven.
Come now and kiss me,
for I shall never miss that kiss, as long as I shall live.


For the Contest: Your Kiss from Heaven
Written by: Christopher Boskovski


Details | Personification | |

Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Lyric | |

I have loved it all

I have loved it all

I have loved it all
Adored the whole of it
All those foolish dramas
The dirt and all the grit
The joy, and all it’s sorrows
I’ve really loved it all
All in all my life is beautiful.

I’ve heard folk moan about old age
But not me, never, no
Cause every day forever more
I’ll always feel that glow
That comes from living happily
Within this now, and here
I’m holding each new day so very dear.

I have loved it all
I have, that’s how I be
Oh, I’m so glad to be here
With my philosophy
My fate knows what she’s doing
And she’ll do right by me.

You’ll never hear me moaning
About my years so far
Cause all is an adventure
With me, the leading star
And when I leave this shell behind
I’m quite prepared to go
Though where I’m bound for then, I do not know.


Details | Sonnet | |

The The Arms Of An Angel

Once I looked into the eyes of an angel
Something I heard only happens in fables
Like they said, I felt only peace and love
And the softness of wings just like a dove.
Could something so perfect really be true?
For the pain of love was all that I knew.
Always hurting me and making me sad,
Taking away everything that I had.
But this was different, not nearly the same.
He scooped me up and out of the hot flames.
That ruined me then, but not again
For i was happier than I had once been
Warm in the arms of my fair, sweet angel.
Tucked in the warmth of my fairy tale






Details | Rhyme | |

ROMANTIC GARDENS

I see romantic gardens in both their eyes
Smiles reach Heaven, bring celestial highs

Perfect petaled roses are in beauty bloom
Majestic bride, next to her admiring groom

Together they've sown, a taste for kindness
United to weed out, selfish roots of blindness

Nature's fragrance, attracts colorful butterflies
Seeds of sure promise on this fertile soil lies

Sunset's allure, we breathe in amazing grace
Romantic gardens, their cherished vows placed   

*A memorable moment captured at a friend's wedding.. Vows were exchanged in a beautiful, romantic garden at sunset.

Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Contest Name: What's in your GARDEN? Contest #3 (Old/new) 
Date: 5-3-14


Details | Romanticism | |

To Be Apart

Her smile always greets me
As I close my eyes each night
The love in her voice is comforting
With passion, she's burning so bright

A sparkle in her eyes
And a fire in her heart
Let's spend together our lives
Couldn't stand To Be Apart

To Be Apart would destroy me 
Reduce me to the tears
Without her right beside me
All throughout the years

I don't know what I'd do
If I ever had to restart
And oh how much I'd lose
If we were To Be Apart

The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen
With every desirable too
She was everything to me
When we're apart, oh what will I do?


Details | Ode | |

Ode to Maggie

Today I whispered my fears to you --
Wrapped my arms around your hard body
Scales tickling the underside of my arms
You've been keeping my secrets 
     since I was ten
You were barely as big as I 
     now behemoth 
You can almost touch the sky
Reach right up and greet the sun for me
I bury treasures at your feet --
Dig down deep into the earth 
Careful not to tap a single root
You've been the protector of my bounty
     for your entire life
What knowledge you bear, all for a little girl

In gratitude, as proof of Your love 
     You present to me
          One perfect white blossom


Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


Details | Free verse | |

THIS WORLD IS CRAZY

Life is crazy far to crazy many people have eyes but they cant see many people have hearts but they can't feel many people have the cure but they don't use it.The flesh they rather abuse it knowledge they misuse it.You never understand the rain until you walk through it.They rather watch many suffer and prescribe false medication and watch them go through it.Why do they do it?We all have dreams and we try to pursue it.I say together we can do it but others step on heads just to do it and those are the ones that most likely win, those who sin.Those who sit back and grin when the arrows rain down on them .I wish I stayed in the womb and never crawled out.I would have held on to every organ.I swear those doctors would have never ever got me out.Send a message to the roses tell them to never bloom because the moment they bloom there  beauty will be born in doom and die far to soon.Look the gardener he is going to cut their stem and steal the beauty from them,another lost gem.As for me they try to defeat me delete and beat me but I stand strong I will last long in the rough winds and when the tornadoes come in and when the demons rush in because their here on earth killing us slowly and there contaminating the spiritual and religious leaders that claim to be holy.Holy water dose not work on those demons don't make your self look stupid and to restore earths love we need more than cupid in the worlds veins flow venomous fluids.We say we love but we hate we say we live but without fate we say jesus we need you but get to church late but wait we try to regulate but some how its far to late I bet GOD already closed the gate its sad to say it.We hide and run in all the wrong  places, stand only in the power of the lord and tie your shoe laces. Some have money and think they have it all some have college degrees and think they know it all but if you don't have GOD you don't have sh!t at all you stand and you fall yet he will answer when you call.I learned the hard way it was never easy you ever woke up and had nothing to eat you ever got dressed and knew exactly what you were going to wear because you only had one thing to wear and only had a couple pairs of under wear and you put it on with a couple of tears. In this world you have to struggle to be understood and to be somebody or should I say be apart of the norm which I don't understand because I came out of a woman just like you and we will equally be six feet under me and you..


Details | I do not know? | |

I Need You

I need you
To clutch me tight and
Wipe my tears away.
Telling me 
‘I know it looks bad but it’ll get better’.
 
I need hope
To come along and
Recuse me from 
The ceaseless
Pit I recurrently fall into.
 
I need someone
To be there when
I have my blade.
To say
‘Don’t damage your beauty’.

But you aren’t there.

You don’t listen;
Not to me.
I’m never there for you,
You completely
Shut me out.
 
As if I don’t care.
Like I’m not good enough.
Too pathetic; too worthless.
Not worth
The trouble.
 
So no one takes 
My blade from me.
And the angry lines slash
My arm
In every direction.
 
So there is a hopeless void
Inside of me, 
That grows bigger
Every day.
As you push me further away from you.
 
And I cry, 
Every night I cry myself
To sleep. Focusing on beaten
Broken hearts.
Because without you there is no reason to go on.


Details | Free verse | |

more than fascination

When I first met you 
you were so cute that
my brain just couldn't compute 
so I went mute
 As I stared in awe 
Wanting to know you
Noticing that 
the reason my heart ached was 
 because of you
A girl much more than a pretty face 
I never wanted to make love out of lust
but then I realized 
that it was in you I trust
So I must change 
to show you
this isn't simply fascination 


Details | Quatrain | |

Valentine, I Wish You Well

Flew past me on the gustiest of gales.
I saw, but a glimpse as you still did sail.
My one great chance, neither head, nor of tail.
I stumbled on a rose, sharp as a nail!

My hair was askew, my attire a mess.
Me, a grain of sand, she a fine red dress.
All for naught, I loved our meet more than less.
This sacred moment, to curse and to bless!

And at ponder-some times when I can't sleep,
Gazing upon that distant starry sea,
I dream that cruel and impossible dream,
That you caught, but the faintest glimpse of me.

The rare and magnificent star that fell.
The briefest of moments, but she was swell.
And in this tale I weave only time will tell.
But oh valentine, how I wish you well!



For the Unbearable Beauty Contest.


Details | Tanka | |

The Color of Love

Cobalt of your eyes
Caramel suntan kissed skin
Flowing chestnut curls
Soft pink lips I yearn to kiss
Crimson fire burning my heart


Details | Lyric | |

Like a river to the sea

Inspired by my very beautiful wife


Like a River to the sea

Like a river, to the sea
That’s how my love does flow to thee
Just like the moon reflects the sun
So I reflect your love, my darling one

You be my haven in a storm
When I feel cold you keep me warm
You’re my best friend, my lover too
You be my rose, my darling I love you

My darling every time I hold you to me
A symphony rings out from mystic realm
No matter what this life should ever give to me
I’ll ride each wave with you here at my helm

Just like a star that shines so bright
You be my light on the darkest night
You be an angel with such power
You nurture me and make my being flower.

20 July 2013 @ 1135hrs.





Details | Romanticism | |

My sweetheart

My sweetheart 

In office right now! With an astonishing but fascinating smile I guess. A smile which being romantic, way towards heart. Tickling it softly to make it happiest the most. Its feeling like my heart is a fresh garden with full of beautiful roses covering its chest with no space left. The roses on heart’s chest are shining with dew which is rare to due. Stunned I stoned a while with no clue! That what is to do? Wondering, brain storming but wouldn’t waste the time. Take me, take me back into this, yet no other wish. A strange glance of glee squeezing me whole with its plea.  Someone just step in asking me question to break its brae. I amazed for a while to think what it was. Oh! Yes sweetheart that was ur notions when I miss you so much and lost in you.. I love you! 

Written today few min 
before i post it
just her love came in my mind
i miss her and that happend
above!
Ahsan


Details | Sonnet | |

Forest Nymph

     FOREST NYMPH
Deep in the forest, where the world is mine,
and lost to everyone I've ever known,
so dark in day where sunlight doesn't shine
except in silver streams all mine alone,

she came in gentle, warm and summer rain,
out of a misty light, with searching eyes,
and all to soon she found my joy and pain
before I had the time to realize.

I'd never be the same, from just the look,
into her eyes, so deep and far away,
and then she read my life, my opened book,
I'd sur'ly bared to her in summer play.

The fear of God is all I can compare
to how she looked, and how she found me there.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | Alliteration | |

Jimi's love poem

I gaze into those beautiful eyes
Your lips, they never tell me lies
Do you wonder what's going on inside?
What's this feeling I try so hard to hide
You see right through me, see me as a whole
Peer into my soul
I am open and vulnerable
Make me lose all control
Do I dare
Show how deeply I care? That anywhere
I would go, as long as you were there
All I ever truly wanted was already mine
How could I have been so blind?
Come to me and find a love so kind
Burning blue, pure and true
I feel the passion Inside of you
Wake me up in your embrace
Doesn't matter the time or place
As long as I can see your face
I crave you, your hands, your touch
Only you can make me feel this rush
True love is what I've found
Beauty spoken without a sound
His stare, his lips, his kiss
Not a moment of this dare I miss
The words you give to me, how could I forget?
Being yours for a lifetime is something I could never regret


Details | Free verse | |

A Love Letter Without a Stamp

Ascending Everest in my head,
Offered me nothing near a view,
As magical as what I see before me.

She is a beauty like no other.

Her eyes like a she-wolf,
Hunting on a winter’s night.
Her voice like the singing,
Of a swan by the sea.

She appears to me,
As the blossoming rose,
Trapped amidst the nettles.
Like the worshipped sun,
Shining proudly behind,
Feeble obscuring clouds.

I am not Cú Chulainn.
Such a hero’s shadow,
Would cast me from sight.
My deeds will not be sung,
For her to swoon over.
Like a twin inside the mirror,
When I leave I will be gone.

But still I gaze at her.
An eighth wonder I would say,
To any who asked me.
Trapping my vision,
To my heart she glows,
Her radiance shaming,
Purest silver and gold.

If only I could forge myself anew,
In the image of the heroes of the Gael,
Then would she see me?
Would she recognize,
A heart that quickens at her glance?
A soul on fire at her words?

Everest’s views,
Present to me a blank canvass,
When compared to her,
This glorious beauty in front of me.


Details | Ghazal | |

Olympus Opium

tears fall from the eyes of a broken soul
lost without her mate of choice the shrunken soul

ask for the truth of the lie to be revealed.
From beyond, the Sufi whispers to the forsaken soul

 frantic like a child without bottle
she to the machine has become the token soul.

Asked if her pride could bear the truth behind lies
 she questioned the worth of pride to a stricken soul

and prepared to swallow the pill of truth. 
summoning the mauve star of the Aladdin soul

truth blinded her eye and buckled her knee 
causing her tongue to cleanse her awaken soul.

All has become enlighten to this new humble spirit
while I, Taylor, splinter an impious dormant African soul ! 


Details | Free verse | |

I lay my tender heart

I lay my tender heart at your feet
and my soul and very being I surrender
My desire and quest
to fill your heart with joy
and summer
by the sweetest of emotion and affection.

To stand by you
to provide and protect you
a bond so strong nothing can tare it apart
until death do us part
and later
we meet once more
in a much better place
once again
reunited.

Peter Dome. copyright.2012.


Details | Free verse | |

I lay sleeping

I lay sleeping with eyes wide open,
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning,
I lay sleeping with nothing to dream about.
I lay sleeping with no care and sleep with eyes blind,
I lay sleeping, there with my eyes wide open.

Seeing the dark change from dark to black.
There is no moon, there is no sky
just purple strokes of paint in the sky.
Take that morning dew smell and close your blind eyes.
Smell the morning, that smell that clicks in your mind.
The smell of childhood dreams,
that as an adult never came true.
Sleeping bare in the nude with your eyes wide open.
Thinking of her, as she is five thousand miles away from you.
Wanting to love and hold her, but no use in crying.
Sleeping their with blind eyes in the dark that dances in the light.

Your lamplight turned down low,
as life trickeles down in its nightgown and yawns for sweet slumber.
Tired from longs days, and sometimes long nights,
wanting to curel in bed and close its blind eyes.
Dusk will soon peek its head through the blinds
and awake life to a new dawn.
She sleeps in the morning, and walks at night.
When he sleeps at night, and walks with a bare nude heart in the morning.

Life climbs over yellow mountains,
and meets her fellow compainion
a handsome fellow with broud shoulders and blessed with an ego
as I sleep there with my eyes wide open.
As I sleep with my eyes blind to what life has intented for me,
and as I raise to walk the lone streets at the break of the dew covered lawn
at the first sweet smells of dawn,
I can see life go on with the handsome man
and I blind and wanting to go to bed.

I dream of dreams that have no meaning
Gardens of cluelessness and raging emotions
tare me down and I am confused on which way to go.
Do I stay here and dream away, blind and half awake
as life slaps me across my broad cheek?
Or shall I walk on with life hand and hand
and regain my vision of the world,
Start to sleep with dreams that make sense
and dreams that are made of gold and have no end?
Dream of fancy dreams that show love and happy endings
I would love that, and I would love to walk with life,
but she is out of my leauge.

And my bed is so cozy and I feel like sleeping.
So I shall sleep on more restless night chashing life down.
I lay sleeping with my eyes wide open.
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning.
I lay sleeping waiting for life to come back from the mountains
and lay beside me.
I lay sleeping with hope of regaining hope and salvage
what is left of my spirit at hand.


Details | Light Poetry | |

LOVE FOREVER FADES AWAY Leave you my tears

 LOVE FOREVER FADES AWAY!!!!   wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

Waving like the sea,
Your decision was bias.
You ought to give me wedding ring,
But set my dreams on fire.

Can you answer me for the single reason, what made you do this?
Was it the beauty? Was it the caste, or the complexion?

You said I am your love at first sight.
You were the one who took the initiative and intended to keep it up.
You were the one who delightedly filled my heart with zeal of love.
You were the one who elegantly filled the warmth of love in my soul.

Confronted with an unsolvable dilemma’s where there is no right answer, we always know the answer to everything.
But what you did? You just made false promises.
Still you define it as the love, true love?
Or the love that vanished with no reason.
Answer me, answer me, my thee??

Near the bandra reclamation,
Sitting at the amusement park,
You were the one who excitedly expressed your thirsty feelings.
You were the one who stared at me without closing your eyes for a single second.
But you were the one who set my dreams on fire.

You said you will ask your parent’s for lifetime commitment?
But I will ask you one thing, if you feel your parents will understand and decide your love,  then why you fell in love?
If you know that story wont line up with an happy ending, then what made you do this?
It’s just the pain you mounted on my heart. You just broke my heart.

When you blamed, that it’s the caste, it hurted me like hell.
Answer me my love, what made you do this?
I was happy being single.
Then, why you disturbed my life with no reason?
Then, why I got so much acquainted with you for all season?

It’s was so easy, that you picked up different slices of life but why Castism you did my almighty?
In the bruising darkness just left with ashes of memories, lying my face down in ignorance.
You broke my trust for all the life time in my way.
But still you left the happy prints, as a hope of ray.
It’s because of you, Love forever fades away.
But still left with the mementoes of yours, reminded me every day!!










Details | Romanticism | |

Your Eyes

As we were admiring the color of love last night,
Appeasing our thirst like two cats in a fight,
Your eyes were as shiny as the sparkled stars.
They were as admirable as the lights of the bars.

As I was starring at them with no ambiguity
Fears, lies and evasions surround their clarity.
But the reflection of love in them retains me
From trying to quit being sentimentally a softie.

Like the seven wonders of the world,
They fascinate me with their eyelashes so well curled.
Just Like the famous Eiffel Tower in Paris,
I can observe their allure all the way from Ferris.

They rhyme the harmonic melody of my heartbeat
Because their beauty is so stainless and so neat.
Your seductive eyes is my favorite site of tourism.
They shape my emotion and imagination by Romanticism.

Because of January 17th God makes me see,
Their color should reflect the beauty of the sea
Because another page of my life is just turn over
I can only hope they remain part of me forever.


Details | Free verse | |

Princess you sparkle

Many moon's ago, in a faraway distant dream 
smiling ivory white upon beauty
A princess diamond cut was born 
stars sparkling winks in the Heavens
shooting one wish sprinkling all over 
Born pink blushing roses in her grace
crowning deep oceans 
whispering warm in her breeze

Over many oceans flies 
deeply rising sands turn waves
Inside out kissing electric storms
One simple word, when uttered 
can paint a thousand meanings 
stunning so very beautiful 

All one will ever do 
is love you true, in life and death
I want you to be all darling, you can be
Magically free from the cages that holds
You're mouth honey golden
words silver speaking treasures 
undertones singing, sweetly inside 
a utopia trance

Welcome you are babe 
to anything you wish of me 
Charming a great honor 
to be in you're presence love
makes one want to cry 
looking out through you're eyes
sweet angel of mercy

Sparkling vision, a discovery 
lost the marbles inside 
spilling all over memories
those of love, holding so precious
embracing celestial beauty 
I just love it 
when our eyes met

Foundations of hearts sing
our souls together walk
united side by side
over space shines 
in you a diamond
flawless beauty




Details | I do not know? | |

Superficial Love

My physical lusts each and every cut, rip, and peck on his body my intellectual craves his thoughts, opinions, and charisma, my emotional wants to laugh, cry, and embrace his deepest feelings. Yet my emotional abundance does not captivate him, my intellectual determination does not appeal to him it is my physique alone that attracts his mind, body, and soul. It is the complexion of my skin that caught his attention, it is the reflection of my smile that made him acknowledge my presence, it is the kink in my hair that preserved his interest, the seduction in my eyes that tempted his spirit, the curves on my body that infatuated his sexual desires, and my forbidden fruit that took his whole being into euphoria yet my mind and soul is yet to be explored! My physical body has been pleasured time and time again but my emotional and intellectual elements remain untouched like the footprints on the moon!


Details | Romanticism | |

The Beautiful Woman

Beautiful women stridding along
beach front properties
after the cruel april showers have rolled through
damaging and overflooding the hanging geraniums,
and the despise of jealous boys
rolling through hemlock, with trousers stained with sand,
they gaze like dogs looking at a juicy bone,
at the beautiful women, all of them walking hand and hand
singing songs of love, as hummingbirds and nightingales
soar high over their heads, keeping them all company,
all singing songs of love.

Go now, go now, into the gardens of beauty
there you'll find me hinding, waiting
for my beautiful women that spare no glance,
but a quick of a hand I am allowed.
Go now, go now, into the gardens of beauty
pick the red roses that bloom,
and leave the blue violets for the dead.

See the beautiful women, as the jealous boys huddle around me,
we gaze at their beauty and hold our breath,
till they start laughing.
They drink tea, read novels and talk about everything
that matters to naive girls' mind.
We listen and hear their secrets, some horrid
and some unbearable to listen too.

Go now, young boys and stride on
go to the beach front properties
in your straw hats and sandstained trousers
and call unto me, when the beautiful women
come once again striding along.

One beautiful woman I gaze upon
blonde hair, blue eyes
the sweetest of arian races
she wears her flannel, spring dress,
and cottonswab blouse,
she turns to me, hiding in the rose peaker bushes,
she looks at me and smiles.
I hide my emotion and I leave the garden of beauty,
to stride for another day.
To see the young, beautiful girls,
to see that one, that is not hard to spot
the one, like the first rose to bloom
she is not hard to spot.

One day, as I sit in the garden of beauty,
my courage will reign over me
and I shall present myself to her grace
and glorious beauty.
Go now my dear, go now, go to the garden of beauty,
and share your stories and drink your tea in peace;
Pick the ruby roses, but leave the blue violets for the dead,
for I am safe and I am just around the corner.


Details | Ode | |

You or Are Your Eyes the Green of a Shamrock's Leaf

Are your eyes the green of a shamrock's leaf,
or your nose the tide that comes and runs? 
Is your skin the plains of pearls and perplexities,
your hair the curtain to a rainforest peace?

Could be your ears the caverns where rarities dwell,
and your shoulders belfries that will never ring?
May your chest be a wound that never swells,
and your heart be the silence that learns how to sing 

Is your hand a ten-minute first-light,
your fingers the fleeting moment that stays?
Might your arms ensphere the the broken, the evil, the cold,
bring what ends, for sure, to the prelude, alright? 

Your legs and feet, perhaps, lucid dreams and strange fools,
with bizarres and bazaars, eccentricities galore,
Playing with colors, creatures, the cosmos, the rules,
that no matter duration, leave invocation for more? 

Your mind calculates, creates, contemplates, is there,
But without You, none of these could ever, ever be. 
For without the green of a shamrock's leaf,
the vastest of woodlands would seem nothing but bare.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

One Red Flag

As I look around me, I see beauty that my eyes have never seen before….like taking in a majestic view of the Rockies…I never knew that beauty such as this existed. I feel ever so fortunate to have stumbled across this, surreal, breathtaking, making my heart skip a beat…air so crisp…no thoughts, only seeing what’s there….the splendor of it all, hearing nature exist, the striking landscape, the fresh pine scent, not believing what my eyes are seeing. Wondering how much longer could something so astonishing last, experiencing this all for the first time, I soak it in. Delightful, feeling free, I stretch out my arms and just spin around, like a little girl in a field of flowers….until I hear a sound. A sound that doesn’t belong in this picture, almost like a flapping sound. I scan the valley, the mountains, the lake, being so blind by the exquisiteness, I find it hard to find the source of this noise … this noise that is interrupting my happiness in my moment. Searching and searching …I find where the sound is deriving from….standing alone in the distance, almost lost in the surrounding scenery…is one solitary red flag. Flapping in the pine scented wind, the red flag is dominating, even from a distance. Had it been there all along? How could I have not seen it? Was I that blinded by my regal surroundings that I never saw it? Like a stain, the flag is ruining everything, taking away from the beauty I behold. But this flag is all too familiar. I have walked through a field full of them, like weeds among flowers, I tried to walk around them, to smell the flowers….but eventually all the flowers wilted…until I was in a field of flags…crimson red flags. But this is only one…one flag…will I choose to ignore it in order to be surrounded by this beauty…or does the flag make it all seem like a dream that fades away…will I find myself amongst more red flags…until I’m tripping over them …or will I walk up to the flag and pull it up out of the ground and throw it away…in order to stay blinded by this beauty….who would have thought…that one red flag…would play such a important part in my life….one….red…flag….


Details | Rhyme | |

My Everything

Capuccino tinted dermis
Button nose
Velvet strokes
Soft apple cheeks
Plump
Pink
I watch and think...

Forehead
Framed by feathers of slate
Tresses of ash
Each decadent lash
Never ending
Sweeping long
Across each almond
Eye blink
I watch and think...

A nest of hair
Powdery black
Waves of dark
A cushion of black ink
I watch and think...

Sparkling glitter drips from those eyes
You grip me with your ties
A smile to mesmerize
The perfect sunrise
"I love you Mama"
A cheeky wink
I watch and think...

Your laughter infects the skies
Cloudy blues turn to bright highs
A voice that heals
A void that fills
Sweet nothings
That's the thing

I watch...
I think...you are my everything


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Crushed by love

Never have I been this crushed!
At first sight your amorous bronzed figure 
Triggered a trip hop in my medulla
The cadence resonated like a trip hammer
My mind twisted and went blank
But your name remained; recalcitrant to be wiped.
Ab initio falling for you seemed like a chimera
No matter how I tried to cocoon my emotions
They resurfaced on the liquid of reality.

Stuck within the four walls of my emotions
Writing became a mirage.
On the fabric of my mind my ink dried up
Yet not enough piece written.
My young mind became a convoluted surface
My thoughts walk in disjointed paces
I sulk anytime I see men around you
As my brain softly make a slushy shrill cry. 
Like the winters chill my fatigue soul freezes
Like the deserts sun my feeble mind heats
Like a virus you invaded my whole being
Disturbed my mind; broke my bones;
And weakened my toughness.
With your mystical aura you dazzled my roving eyes
And left my heart floating in deep water of jealousy.

Your suspense has left variegated roulettes 
In my heart as my blood trickles in clots
Your quietness sets up an inferno burning up my veins
You deny my love like I live in tainted shrine
You put me on probation in a theatre of war
Amid gladiators I fight to conquer
Any second I spend I lose my war to rivals
It all seems like your hype to pull away from me.
Though I feel like I’m waiting for a gig
That will never be performed
I see a rainbow of assurance haloed on your head
Beclouding my doubts.

I was star struck at the sight of your Peacock elegance
In peacock blue your bronzed figure glow like an iridescent butterfly
Even if beauty fades yours will remain a peacock ore
In the world of princesses you’re a phoenix
In the land of mortals your angelic beauty exists for all eternity
You’ve decorated your heart with distinct shades in mosaic
Hush I tripped and I fell; I need your hands to get up
I hope we don’t end up in the rhythm of ballad of Barbara Allen?




Dedication to YOU...............


Details | Quatrain | |

Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


Details | Lyric | |

Scarlet Moons and Indian Suns

Written August 29, 2013


She could have had my son
As we'd spell our names as one
On scattered ocean shores
Beneath that Indian sun

I loved my ma
And I loved her well
I loved my pa
And that musty smell

I hope to see them some day soon
I hope to see them smiling too
This Earth they left a bit too soon
Much thanks unto the scarlet moon

Some day well all be joined as one
Under scarlet moons and Indian suns

I love my family
How I miss this feeling
Of constant embrace
Awaiting at my feet

So come and pray for rain
To wash away our pain
Before the winter stains
What autumn left to drain

I hope to see them some day soon
I hope to see them smiling too
This Earth they left a bit too soon
Much thanks unto the scarlet moon

Some day well all be joined as one
Under scarlet moons and Indian suns


Details | Free verse | |

The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!


Details | Narrative | |

The Empty Rib Slot

Dedicated to all of the guys who helped me to make the checklist - thanks!

The Empty Rib Slot I think I might have A perfect checklist Highlights from men Gathered now missed Yes special highlights Each man carried some Now added to my checklist For a guy having it all in one This could be the key to find The man I’m dreaming of Not with bits and pieces One filled full of love A man made for me No it would be not I should fit perfectly Into an empty rib slot Let me share this list With every one of you Then decide for yourself If it could possibly be true My first check comes from This guy with dreamy eyes He deeply touched my soul Way more than ever realized He even had a special smile That made you want to grin No matter if life was down He encouraged me to win There was the big hugger With squeezes oh so tight He lifted me off the floor Like if I was taking flight He never did grow tired Of giving me those hugs I never had to ask for them He always did it out of love Then there was the dancer He stayed light on his feet He loved dancing with me Carrying rhythm and a beat Now of course on this list There certainly has to be That best friend I count on Who can also count on me I am even going to count The good points of quality Generated from my brothers And even from my daddy From them they all carry A very good temperament Always being so easy going Not looking for an argument When I am nestled in that slot With a perfect feel of passion All of his glory will then shine As it eludes from my reflection The most important one of all He who shares a spiritual side Being spiritually open with me Not allowing his beliefs to hide I know how this all may sound Like a crazy thing that I’ve got I want the man I fit snuggly with When I match his empty rib slot Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Verse | |

As The Morning Rose

 


From the moonlit silence where no one could see nestled deep within our secret hushed and quiet with belief a loving song spilled endless through the tree's soft sway as the dawn called forth a vision traced softly with starlit dreams as sunlight fell gently through each tear drop on her face reminiscing in silence I brushed her silken face....


Details | Terzanelle | |

The Pearl

I sold all I have to possess a Pearl
It's beauty beyond imagination
colorfully textured with a dark grey swirl

You may think it's an exaggeration
How could a Pearl cast a spell over me?
it's beauty beyond imagination

I have journeyed across the seven Seas
My great desire to hold in my hands
How could a Pearl cast a spell over me

With its beauty I can fullfill my plans
The woman of my dreams will be in reach
my great desire to hold in my hands

I find the right spot on a wind swept beach
All I possess placed in a Merchant's purse
The Woman of my dreams will be in reach

When it comes to beauty it has its curse
All I posses placed in a Merchant's purse
I sold all I have to possess a Pearl 
Colorfully textured with a dark grey swirl

The Pearl Contest
Written March 16, 2013


Details | Romanticism | |

Beauty Beyond Words

Bringing out waves of electrifying glamour fully captured by antennas of nature giving matter a new meaning, science a new puzzle and all phenomena, something to ponder makes even your stains worthy of adoration. Oh my lady! so shining and robed with the feminine light of the Shakespearean days the women of fine ligaments, with jars of wine, barbecue dances, chewers of berries and admirers of calm and still waters in the courtyards of medieval architectural dwelling places you top them all, even if you're from a different era Provoked fires get injured and the sun shrinks to a cup size when tears flow down your cheek. All written articles both in the heavens and the earth would be too insignificant for a worthy honour of your elegance. A faculty of goodwill from your exhale, it's finished product many are dying to inhale. Existing in the class of your own with inscriptions of Angels makes men go round the borders of the oceans until they find all appropriate words to sing the praises of your charm and the psalms of your tenderness.


Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Dove

Beautiful dove
perhaps it is
your midnight hair
shadow eyes
the song of your voice
that draws me to you
like a river to the sea...

What do you dream 
in your dreams?
I dream to know
your desires that sleep
within your deepest well...

Impaled in my chest
thorn of passion for you
I would pluck it out
but my heart would go numb...

In my endless sky
there is space for you
you the gypsy moon to move
a moon for my eyes to linger
I dream to see
moonlight trickle down
caressing the curves of your body...

Tonight mi cielo
I seek your moonlight face
the soft tender touch
of your flower bud hands
I thirst to drink
from your nectar voice
and passionately kiss
your rose red lips...

I will savor
the fragrant breeze
coming from the dark forest
of your silken hair
and climb the two mountains
that are your breasts...

Two breasts
two conquerors
that battle for control
of the sphere of your bosom...

My Spanish dove
you need not
utter a word
we are lovers
I the sun
you the lunar
we are alone
one the other
so naked
wrapping ourselves
in the unsayable...



Details | Quatrain | |

Cherish

We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.


Details | Acrostic | |

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE AGAIN

Infatuated
Now

The
Heart
Exploding

Mounting
Oceans
Of 
Desire

Finding
Our
Rhythm

Love's
Openness
Visually
Excites

Amazing
Grace
Arrest
Instinctive 
Need

*love's progression from infatuation to satisfaction

Contest: Judy's "How's Your Acrostic"
Poet: Lyric Man




Details | Light Poetry | |

Silver Strands

The silver strands they hang down low
They catch the sun light and it makes them glow.
The strands look golden in the sunlight
But beautiful, no matter whatever the light.
The snow is outside the strands look quite white
But silver hanging there, in the pale moonlight.
No matter where the strands are 
The beauty glows even from a far.
They are silver they are gold, colours they absorb
Wherever they are, they glow like an orb.
Today’s the day the silver strands will be gone 
But the beauty beneath them will not be out shone
My mother is having her hair done today
The silver strands will soon be coloured away.
The colour put through will never disguise
The silvery twinkle that moves to her eyes


Details | Free verse | |

A Humble Tribute

The beauty of your poetry both haunts and thrills me
It takes me to beauteous fields, gardens and forests
The pain in other verses fills me to the core
I hear cries, I hear you, I feel you within
I am wrenched apart with shrieking screams
A man in a cage and man tortured with hell
A man with all his beauty laid before me
A man who’s torturous cries reach deep into my heart
Who’s thoughts of beauty and what should be
This man enriches my spirit and fills my soul
This man needs me to deeply love him
On whatever pathway he may take us forth
He has my admiration and my deep respect
No matter what merry dance he may lead me
He has all that I can give and more
Sweet Poet, my soul mate, I will be forever near.


Thank You Robert Taylor



Details | Free verse | |

Wake Me, When the Morning Comes

A night full of nightmares
and suicidal tendencies,
feeling pain rush, like tidal waves
crushing me and blood boiling
anger wishes and takes the best of me;
but can I heal my own heartbreak?
Will I ever find love again?
See the angel of death come to me,
smiles and says come with me.
Oh, Wake me, when the morning comes,
so I can show evil the light.

Feelings eternal and fragile,
she walks some lonesome highway
travelled by the ones who fall in love.
She a grand fool, who takes life for 
granted,
wake her with the morning light
and shine down rays of goodness and 
pride
and show her the path that leads back to 
me.

Wake me when the morning comes,
place her upon my doorstep
and a smile upon her loving face,
I'm not ready to move on just yet.
I don't want anymore nightmares
and nightly visits from the black angels.
I don't want to see blue eyed Death,
with his grinning skull and black robe.
I want to see the sunshine break through 
my window
and I want to hear the birds sing love 
songs,
and the trees dancing to the wind's sweet 
melody.
I want to awake to her sweet and glorious 
beauty.
Wake me, when the morning comes,
when I can open my eyes to anew
and see life in a new day,
and live life in a new way.

-10/5/2013-


Details | Elegy | |

Butterfly Spirits

When you walk outside into the open air
When you look around at all the beauty everywhere
Think of butterflies fluttering all around
Filling the atmosphere from the sky to the ground
When you feel the wind across your face
Remember my love is all over the place
When you see one lone butterfly fluttering by with such beauty and grace
Think of me and the last time you saw a smile on my face
Remember the joy we shared in our lifetime together
The bond we shared was the most precious treasure
You are blessed with memories of our years on earth
Just as God blessed me on the day of your birth
I have moved on to a glorious place
But daily I am still blessed with your loving face
When you see a butterfly, think of me
That is my spirit flying high and free
I watch over you my dear loved ones, each day and night
I am so proud of your choices to live your life right
My love for all of you will continue to flow
I miss throwing my arms around you more than you know
I am flying with Angels in the Heaven’s above
We watch over you always and send down our love
Look for the butterflies with colors so bright
For they host the spirits of loved ones now out of sight
You must keep your chin up and take care of yourself
But remember God sends His Angels to sometimes help
When you least expect it, at a time of great need
That’s when an Angel appears to do a good deed
Keep your eyes open and be prepared
Great blessings will be upon you when you’re least aware
Watch for the butterflies as they flutter around
They will soon appear in your life when they are less likely to be found
My heart is with you as I watch from afar
Angels walk with you wherever you are
Trust in my word and know that many blessings are upon you
For God has sent Angels who will help you through 
Hold memories close and cherish those in your life with love
Trust in my word and in the Lord above


Copyright © 2003   Shari E Davis


Details | Quatrain | |

Coral Pink

It's still alive, the rose he gave 
Coral pink like the blush of our cheeks
It's life makes my own so worthless
Thriving upon nothing, for weeks
They say that colors make the mood
I don't live by what others say
I only pick the ones I want to hear
And then I go on my way
If he is happy I know not
I only know this old rose is still pink
If the sky is crying, let me cry too
Washing away each tear as I blink
Fading as each day passes by
But faithfully retaining it's hue
Lying nostalgically beside my bed
Stunningly against the wall's blue


Details | Rhyme royal | |

One Night Only

It’s been crazy these past few days
You’ve showed me so much
As your smiles pass my glance
And reunite with your soft, tender touch
Against my cheek you drag those hands
And press your finger against my lips
Come in for the temptation
Closer… Closer….. And fall back from the kiss
I but smile, and keep staring…
Into those gorgeous blue eyes
Look away for just a second
And softly apologize…
You chuckle… and grab me from my hair
Pull me over for a long, overextended kiss
Passionate as always...
Am left in awww…. And with no way to resist
How you weaken me
When you run your fingers …
Along the top side of my shoulders
While the rest quietly linger.
Caressing the skin….
Arousing and heightening the senses
How you give me Goosebumps
And break through my defenses
Legs tightly gripped against my thigh
As you u lean your head back
As if alluring me to a death stricken invitation
And I but only whisper in your ear… Relax …
As I make my warm, exuding body
Over your soft, well poised figure
Lowering my head as to instill the first move
But abruptly intercepted by your wild vigor…
With a quick step am turned over
You… now playing the dominate role
No time to question the outcome
In this embrace of heated souls…


“Only Takes One Night to Imprint a Passion That Burns Forever”
Eliel202

 


Details | Acrostic | |

ANGELINA TRINIDAD

Angel of my life, only woman I adore
Never will there be anyone that I could ever love more
Goddess of the earth, your beauty is timeless
Eternal flame of my heart, true love for you I profess
Lady so magnificent, please spare me some time
I promise to love you with a love that's sublime
Nefertiti is nothing compared to thee
Aphrodite is what you really are to me

True love from my heart I offer to you
Radiant beauty that makes my heart feel brand new
Immaculate angel, woman that I desire
No one else can put my soul on fire
In love with you I will forever stay
Darling even if you are millions of miles away
Angel I know you already answered another man's call
Death would be sweeter now because I can't have you at all



Details | Free verse | |

Defined by Love

The way you feel
about me doesn't
define me. You will
not cause me to
re-think my
priorities or
examine my virtues.
You may love, like,
hate or be neutral
towards me, that is
your prerogative. Of
course I would
prefer to be looked
upon as good,
inspiring, or any of
the positive human
characteristics we
know of... but it's
not essential to me
if I am not. I
respect your opinion
either way. More
importantly, I
respect mine. In my
eyes I AM worthy of
love, friendship,
forgiveness,
empathy,
understanding,
praise, blessings,
God's Love and love
for myself and I can
only hope for
"genuine" to precede
all of these words
and their meaning. I
understand that
these things I need
in my life, and they
are also the essence
of me, my gift to
those who really
know me and love me,
who truly desire to
be a part me, not
just tolerate me or
see an opportunity
for achievement at
my expense. I have
come this far on a
road paved of my
blood, sweat and
tears and the
admission of my
faults that made it
so. Many lessons I
learned were harsh
but I managed to
proceed in the right
direction and it was
I who suffered and
bowed my head with
shame and it was I
who rose, anew,
forgiving and
forgiven, humbled
and eager to forge
ahead. And the few
that were with me
all the while, will
forever be a part of
me, we are one and I
acknowledge I would
not be where I am,
who I am this day,
without you. And I
will always love
you. It is my
ambition and honor
to give to you the
same beautiful,
selfless gift. I
walk with God, in
good company of
those that chose to
walk with me in this
amazing life's
journey. And that,
is all I need to
know as to what
defines me, as a
person, a blessed,
cherished soul,
grateful for every
single moment.


Details | Lyric | |

MY ADMIRATION FOR YOUR BEAUTY

      
They say Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.How true this is.
I believe everyone who sees you sees the beauty in you.
But I see more than just the beauty.
I see you and just you.

Love comes in colours.I see Red,my colour and the colour of love.
Beauty comes in hues,your hue a glowing Ebony Black.
Beauty comes in height,yours is one so much admired.
Beauty comes in shapes,yours,what adorable physique.
Beauty comes in carriage,you've got such a gaity poise.


Beauty comes in Dental formation,you have such a snow-white glittering 
dentition.
Beauty comes in the look of the eyes,yours the Sparckling of a clear bright crystal 
ball.
Beauty comes in the kind of Lips you've got,yours so succulent and so inviting for 
plantation of kisses.
Beautycomes in Strands of hair.Your hair cascading down your shoulders like 
water fall,framing your pretty face.
Beauty comes in your walk,yours the glide of a Queen.

Behold,you are my Queen,my Beauty Queen.
The one I see as the Epitome of Beauty.
My admiration for your love is all of the above and much more than I can put down 
in written words.




Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

apple pickin time

                   
             

           Walking through the many ripe apple tress ,holding secrets
           I pick a bushel thinking of my love through the misty breeze
           Apple pickin time in the Valley called Naples, awaits a meeting
           For my love will arrive by the Valley in red that meets the sun falling

           At my laced boot some fine wine, a love note tied through my hair
           The secret love not shared would be tragic in heart and mind.
           following the paths through the many trees in line , apple pickin time
           all embraced, the colors of Fall enhances my only dream ..

           It is apple pickin time in the passion of leaves love enlightened
           I pick my apples with pride knowing soon , my love at my side
           It has been a long neglected dream, a fear follows desire held in secret 
           no longer able to fight this burning fire,  a risk taken , all ethics aside 

          Walking through the many ripe apple trees , holding secrets
          I pick a bushel thinking of my love through the misty breeze
          Apple pickin time in the Valley called Naples , awaits a meeting
          For my love will arrive by the Valley in red that meets the sun falling 


Details | Free verse | |

I OPEN THE DOOR AND CROSS THE THRESHOLD OF IMAGINATION

  
  
              STROLLING PARADISE


I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination. 
   What i would do to hold your hand, and stroll along the beach
       tropical sun beams upon  picturesque shores
            Dawning sun, ocean rays,  blindingly reflecting flash.

                 Our love can be seen clearly,as the ripening pineapples
                    happiness felt,as the plain of day,sheer beauty in herself.
                       Laying down,side by side,only sound waves lapping our feet.
                         We drift into semi-concious,oblivious to the world.

                              Awakened, by the chill that the sea air does give
                                to see the huge sunset,sloping slowly into the ocean
                                   walking back,to what seems like reallity,
                                     people,shops,cars.The differance, a few hundred yards.

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                MY PERFECT WAY
  
  A perfect life to me,just live in harmony
    no wars no conflict,religion against religion
      fighting rights, for your stance, to sell your ill needs
          please hear me when i say,do not path that way.
 
              Peace is so much easier,a longer life span to choose
                why go against the grain of life,you will only lose
                  love being the intended,sends a warmth inside
                    simplicity, family life, will fill your heart with pride.

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                  THE BEAUTY THAT CAN GIVE .....

 Giving a bunch of lillys,each day a mundane change
    from smile and appreciation, to vasing its boquet
       each morning the opening,o seems so very slow
          little by little expanding cherished beauty.

            Until the day,nature really has took course
              semi-opened bulbs kissing the reef like leaves.
                 On a full scaled blossom,open armed pettles
                   beauty at natures highest,pleasure for the eye.
                    
                      









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Paul Beadnall for Constance La France.  A rambling poet.

Contest .." 3 GEMS.. 1/8/11

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Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


Details | Free verse | |

What a Beautiful Mind

An ideal renaissance man
A polymath
Did you know a Mona Lisa
Leonardo 
You have a beautiful mind

They said the Earth was the center
You said the Sun
On your death bed you published truth
Copernicus 
You have a beautiful mind

You have wrote classic symphonies 
You can not hear
You still had faith in your music
Beethoven
You have a beautiful mind

Most people are oblivious
They can not see
Only concerned with frivolous 
People
If you only knew beauty

All knowing transparent eyeball
You see nature
Remind us of why we are here
Emerson
You have a beautiful mind

Eighteen hundred poems hidden
A chest of words
Treasure, you'd rather be the one
Miss Dickinson
You have a beautiful mind

Chasing after a beam of light
An abstract thought
You understand our universe
Albert Einstein
You have a beautiful mind


Details | Narrative | |

Irony of Love

She says she’s ugly;
He says she’s
pretty.

She thinks she’s
weird;
He thinks she’s
unique.

She thinks she's no
one;
He thinks she's
someone.

She sees herself
low;
He sees her high.

She always blend in;
To him she always
stands out.

She considers
herself unlikable;
He considers her
lovable.

Ironic thinking
might turn out to
same feeling. 


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The Truth About Love

Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is time apart
Trying not to drown
Praying to stay loyal
Holding on to lover's promises
Dreaming of reuniting
Crying tears of hurt and joy
Thinking of you constantly
Asking God for all the best
Love is difficult
Love is not easy
Love is hard
Love is faith
Love is hope
Love is trust
But love is beautiful
Oh, so beautiful
And love is worth it
Oh, so worth it
Love is in God's Hands
Love is protected
Love will come back again
Reunion again
For God is love
In Jesus' Name
We pray
Amen!


Details | Lyric | |

SUPERMAN

I am the guy for you
That dream of yours is coming true
I was blind but now I see
Holding your hand makes me free
In sunshine or in the rain
Through pleasure or in great pain
Two halves become one my plan
I'm made to be your Superman
Together on this adventure ride
Catch the wave on rolling tide
My everything sweet Valentine
The reason behind every rhyme!

Date: 11-8-14


Details | Sonnet | |

Love Flies

Love Flies

Fly away little bird.
Winter winds are churning.
Alas, the cold has been delivered
Replacing summer’s burning.
Fly away my feathered friend
The river bank’s receding.
My true love left me days ago
And now my heart is bleeding.
The warm days, the sunny rays
Was the time of our love’s season.
You’ve turned your back and walked away
Without a breath of heart-felt reason.
If you ever find me waiting,
On the shore at evenings nigh.
Keep your path below your feet
As I pray when you go by.
Fly away, heart of mine
Loves season passed the starry night.
Winters spirit has cast a spell
So spread your wings as you take flight.

Carrie Emily Beck


Details | Free verse | |

Kiss kiss Bang

And as I sent my lips back down unto her navel,
I heard the crack.
The brilliant explosion that gave existence
All of its fury. I knew that it was beauty
Like hers that keeps this place spinning
…holding all of this chaos together,
So that moments like this could happen.
So that art could find its way.
So that blood could pulse.
I watched the universe break apart
And come back together slowly,
Pulled in by the gravity of the sparkle
In her eyes.
Her essence bleeds into my world,
Holding my realm together with auburn
Filaments tied to her crown of comfort.
I exist in-between moments of 
Spectacular destruction.
Taking in stellar iridescence 
With the awe of a child…
Until the glow is too 
Much for a mere mortal,
And I succumb to the darkness.
Only to be reborn again. 
-James Kelley 2012 ©


Details | Romanticism | |

Raindrops

It was the raindrops, that were tapping on my window pane
that night you left
packed your bags, calling the yellow cab
and driving away into the Red Sun.
I prayed you'd come back, but never did you return.
Nothing but a simple picture with us together,
covered with my tears
and the raindrops that tap at my window pane
now all keep me company in my time of sorrow and darkness.

The raindrops, along with a peaceful Chopin masterpiece
sing to me and ask me why I'm crying.
The metaphors I sprung out with curious thoughts of us
are no more around, and I shead tears, every  minute or so.
I close my eyes and see you.
A flash of light, a crack in the sky and a bomb exploding
in my ears wake me from paradise
and I get scared, for I lose your face.
But the raindrops tapping on my window pane sooth me
and cry with me.

For the raindrops want to come into my room
and hug me and talk, but if they do, they with ruin the carpet.
Raindrops on lone nights without you, can be the closest thing
to a friend.
The raindrops stopped tapping for a moment and I was sad.
"Where are you going rain?" I asked with a lump of sorrow in my windpipe.
"I have to go, for others like you need me." The rain said.
"Don't leave me alone in the darkness." I said.
"I'm sorry, but I shall return to see you another night."

Soon the raindrops stopped tapping away on my window pane.
I heard silence. I looked at the picture of my love, who left
and I created my own raindrops and sombered away in sorrow.
Soon the pain was gone till the rain returned and asked to see how I was doing.

The raindrops tapped away at my window pane.
I sat in my red, pattened chair and asked a question.
"Sweet raindrops, have you ever been in love?"
The raindrops did not answer, just tapped away at my window pane.
I soon fell in love with the rain, that came down from the dark and gloomy skies
and I felt loved for a moment, when the raindrops came back to love me once again.
And we sat there for an hour
Enjoying each other's presents.
The raindrops soon spoke, with the tap upon my window pane,
the rain said, "I love you."
I smiled and opened the window, and the rain came in
and ruined the carpet.


Details | Free verse | |

Tale of a mermaid

Along with the rising of the sun Sea and sky hand in hand in blue Creating a faint line of illusion, A boundaries of the real and unreal. There was a mermaid dancing with the waves Her long golden hair magically shiny, A true flawless unnatural beauty. She waited for the lonely souls; Who doze in the dream of eternal love Who needs to be saved from nothingness Souls who stray in search of peace. Since the era of the gods, she has lived, And so her story will continue to live. In the dreams of every sailor.


Details | Ballad | |

WITHOUT IT LOVE

If that's possible, if am distracted, we'll stop!
It’s possibly could, while we are enjoying our moment together.
We’ll see, just keep focused.
We could focus, while calling.
I love you...
I love you too...
I love you and I love you too...
Do you know why you love me?
I know because you love me too.
That’s sad…
What if I didn't love you?
Will you not love me?
Don’t be sad…
The feeling of love cannot be put in a sentence.
I did love you because I felt it.
I cannot dictate my feelings to love you, 
It dictates to itself that I indeed love you.
I would love to see that my beloved is seen beautiful and smart by others
This as long as showing interest doesn’t makes me feel jealous.


Details | Free verse | |