In night's chance, my eyes found you,
and my heart saw love.
Since, my heart fantasizes
your heart had glanced back!'
The stars lean closer when she moves,
Rare beauty folded in her quiet step.
A breath of perfume,
The air is changed—
It is sweeter,
As though spring has learned a new song.
Her legs are longer than the shadows,
Her fingers linger like willows in the wind,
Her small feet are swifter than birds
Across the fields of dawn.
She is athletic as rivers leaping,
Intelligent as the hidden moon,
Empathetic as rain that softens
The hardest clay of sorrow.
Her mind is sound,
A place where silence finds rest,
And yet her laughter is a bell
That summons joy from the distance.
When I draw near,
She tastes of apples,
Of orchards heavy with ripeness,
Of other grand things unnamed—
A sweetness meant for autumn,
But given freely in the summer’s heart.
The great attractor is not the stars,
But the pulse within her being,
Drawing me forever into her light.
if I
only
knew that
all it
took was
one more
glance, then…
I might
have stopped
to see
if that
quick spark
might flare
again
but the
moment’s
gone, it
went too
soon, and
I do
regret
still I
search the
same old
streets for
eyes I’ll
never
forget
In the face of irresistible attraction, I lose myself in my rebellious nature,
I cannot restrain what I feel, nor change the choices I've made,
I act contrary to expectations, like an undisciplined artist,
For I lack the power to hold back when you are near me.
Your presence is a storm that consumes me, an endless whirlwind,
It overwhelms me, pulls me from reality, and carries me into a dream,
For a moment that feels like eternity, a time suspended in time,
I feel helpless, captive in a universe where only you exist.
I am lost, without clear thoughts, unable to distinguish or believe,
In anything but you, in the light that gently blinds me,
Everything I've learned, everything I've built as the foundation of my being,
Has scattered, with no rules or religions to make me think otherwise.
I am at your mercy, whether you intended it to be so or not,
It's the way I feel, it's the way I am when you are near me,
Like a leaf carried by the wind, like a song without end,
I surrender to you, uncontrollable attraction and boundless desire.
august serenade
beneath a silver moon ~
mermaid magnetism
sunflower eyes,
honeycomb gaze,
symmetrical features,
beautiful face.
i want to get closer—
to erase the space
that exists between
your surface level sex
appeal
and celestial
grace.
This world illudes us
Like a mirage enticing;
Still, we cling to it.
rainbow bridge arching
tokyo connection
doubledecker link
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Give me anguish that feels like my heart has been staked,
Give me betrayal, entrapment, and hatred of my race.
Give me shame, humiliation, and painful disgrace,
But please oh please spare me, a pretty face.
The Laws of Attraction
(A lone voice whispers)
Do you believe in the laws of manifestation
When I started writing poetry
I visualised being the best version of:
John Duffy Poet
I could be
So
Look up
John Duffy Poet
On your search engine
Of choice
Will you be surprised if I'm the first name you'll see?
The question is:
Did I manifest a top ranking via Poemhunter
Or do people like you, still like and explore poetry, and use it as your own regular form
Of self-psychiatry?
And sometimes enjoy
sitting under my supernatural vocabulary tree
And reading these strands and whispers
I conjure out of The Great In-Between
And label them as my version of inspired
Poetry
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Perhaps I’ll tear my eyes away
Let my crimson spill and stray
Sew my wounds with piercing thread
If you’d love me though I bled
Death does not seem so grim
Nor does the noose’s cold, tight hymn
Summon Venus, my muse
Let her claim what I shall lose
Caress my flesh till breath runs dry
Let crimson drip as fingers tie
Stab me with empathy, raw and pure
Choke me with love-- my cure
Love me, love me, love me please!
Drain my body, let it freeze
Love me, love me, love me please!
If not, I will bring them to their knees!
…
[Before you get concerned, I wrote this not about someone else, but about me. I thought it would be interesting to portray someone trying to love themselves, but failing, so they almost force themself to love their own person.]
Bavarian Barista
At that first taste,
my initial savoring sip,
smoky, rich, strong,
unlike any anywhere,
anytime I had ever had
and I had had my share,
but this German Kaffee
mit zucker und kreme,
served hot as her smile
suggests a second cup
for the rest of my life.
O, idle love that flows where meters clash,
Where sense and vigor do not well align;
For thou the bowl of sense do rudely smash,
For I, the quest for harmony divine.
Think not these matters well enough ignored,
That coursing love shall float us to the shore;
For current-crossing whirls one cannot ford,
The broken ship of love a thing of lore.
And still, there is the sunlight of thy strength,
That doth ignite the world with crooked rays;
So great thy power that knows too short a length,
I fear my sense is lost as I amaze.
And if but once thy rhyme was not the worst,
I know my heart with love should surely burst.
eyes met, magnetic, melting every fear, thirst quenching
as the stars left a dewy trail on the twilight
flowing in secret rhythms of heartfelt passions
stirring awake the feelings reflected in this tender gaze
Attraction of Far Planets
Watching the sky, and thinking in the blue space
No boards of the thoughts, mind, and visions
How big is the Existence, and where is it next?
… mean the next living planet like Earth,
where we can live, develop, and grow like trees
Like the jungle, like every living creature in the Earth
but the distance, millions of light years, it's a long time
Distance and time, so far, far-time, distance-time,
and human life is limited, in the universe only flesh
nothing else, not even that, just a fraction of the moment,
but the Universe is calling, must go there, why?
Maybe we are important to someone, He loves us
He is pushing us
He is calling us
Gives new life
Opportunities
Our creator the
Supreme Deity
Supreme Being
Supreme God
We are just wanderers
In his forever plan
The spacewalkers
In His Universe
In the space of the sky
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