My dear sweetheart, let's take a walk
and have a talk
Whispering sweet murmurs of forevermore
on that golden shore
Pronouncing promises of staying together
in every weather
Reminiscing the memories we made
they never will fade
Declaring delicate vows of devotion
across any ocean
Vowing to value each other for a lifetime
as two hearts singly chime
Forgetting the world and its worthless worries
throwing them to the breeze
Spending special eternity with one another
kissing away bother
Losing our lives to love once again
reviving ardour yen
Crooning comfort in crepuscular crescendo
under heaven's vast window
Pledging utter passion that's perpetual
soft avowals mutual
Holding hands and joining souls in a world without end
that's where our lives we'll spend
Categories:
avowals, true love,
Form: Rhyme
Paint never would smile at Turpentine
And I tell you The Serpentine
Wouldn’t at The Truest Valentine
“Hither I Come!” from Far- Off Turpentine
In Paint’s eardrums, A Monstrous Frankenstein
And-trust me- to The Serpentine
The love avowals of The Dove-Like Valentine.
Anyhow, mind-blowing gifts now part of it
From even the guy overflowing wit,
Endorsing Michael Jackson’s levying of men
In his Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin of then;
For, indeed, if one can’t feed one’s baby
One shouldn’t try to have a baby…
Then, from your account graciously withdraw
For those who often close to you draw
And to him things are awfully hard,
For his woman a dollar recharge card:
Faithfully actualizing that wonderful line:
A decree that one mustn’t one’s woman sideline.
And valentine may be partly lips paintings
For men who’d see it and start fainting
Or wearing the whitest upon the wettest
And it won’t read as old martyrdom clinching fresh protest…
Also about cleaning one’s sanitation-begging house
To lovingly rid it of every mischievous mouse!
Categories:
avowals, appreciation, care, celebration, celebrity,
Form: Rhyme
The not-true that may from lips spring
And in nearby and far-off ears ring;
Usually saving an innocent skin,
Scarcely for this reason a sin;
With usable sounds and alphabets
The trapped setting free from nets:
The midwives avowals to infanticide pharaoh
To reverse a male child murder show
Our false assurances to The-Much-Worried
About their Now-Dead-Once-Sick
So that they too wont be buried
From the wounds of the truth we lick….
From a wise wife of an alcoholic
To his friends visiting for a frolic,
Hundred percent sure that he was indoors,
Of his having just left for a good cause:
A timely frustration of killing glasses of whisky
Or the throat-burning gin no less risky:
From the heavens, Gods wave of Approving Hands
His singers angels, eyes for their bands.
Categories:
avowals, care, evil, god, people,
Form: Rhyme
Wow, vowels, vowels!
God spells vowels out
and they turn into verses, tales and novels
about the fall, the banishment, about
the last goodbuys to innocence. The vowels
of interjections that you spell before
you overflow over the edge, my goddess,
turn into a new heaven. Two, three, four,
not, five spikes of the pleasure! A black bodice
is on the floor. The big-eyed mirror spies
on the immodest shadows. The avowals
of love and a discreet, a clockwise rise
of the new passion.
Vowels, vowels, vowels!
Categories:
avowals, love, passion,
Form: Rhyme
Who'd dare the exacerbation of the cloud
and cut the fire for the grave;
tell the Epaulette he's a bum;
break the choking silence
and burst the truth for the street?
Night, night oh barbaric night
pregnant with cordite blood and brine
humiliate the essence of life and living
as the grumpy ravenous sword
plant dirges in every field:
the Epaulette.The overlord.The fear.
Mourning morning night morning
talking stars would be in the pen
a-roosting with the cockerel
to plant feints in opposing maths
to see the yet unseen day of light.
The roads are hasty avowals
where Erebus holds the sceptre sway
where life's like a pebble in the sea
where masks cruise with the law in the lawless
leaving in their wake,requiem mass blood and tears.
Who'd break the silence?
Categories:
avowals, confusion, death, sadnight, night,
Form: Free verse