Best Asunder Poems
Asunder
Lost in memories
Surrender you by my side
Missing love of life
Anne Rutherford
Copyright 2013
Poems From The Heart
Series
Let No Man Put Asunder
Such as ours the
gods had never granted passion
so harmonious even they
could not know such exultation.
Endlessly steeped euphoria,
absorbed until no need for balance
exists between us.
We are intertwined
enduring into the blackest
of black.
Soddered in pain
the cord refuses to unravel.
Kathryn McLoughlin
February 8, 2014
for a valentine contest incorporating the ten words: absorb, balance, endure, passion,
intertwined, exalted, harmony, steep, euphoria, endless.
What I’d like to give you, is an ounce of my perfume
So you can feel this presence; my presence
Even after I inevitably leave
Profound in my apology to thee
Destined to become absent
From life’s apparent joys
I step aside from your podium
To be alone; to be coy
An illness, I’m told
Of the body, soul and mostly mind
One minute I’m ecstatic
The next, uncontrollably static
Born with it, I was
Control over it, I’ve never had
So when I leave
Make me one promise
To not forget
And never leave
You must bring me home
Until when, my perfume will have to be
Not to be
Miles asunder
Don’t give up on my fleet
Bring me home to thee
*This poem is about those who suffer from Bipolar Disorder and how they are benefitted from a strong support system.
It's said it's never good to hear bad news on
an empty stomach_
such as the rolling clouds and clashing thunder.
Well as it stands, my stomach's full today; _
doesn't feel any better_
such as the rolling clouds and clashing thunder.
Should I have been standing up or sitting down_
such as the harsh winds blows up from
down under.
Maybe I could have laid me low in a ball on the
ground_
such as the harsh winds blows up from
down under.
I could have stretched me out with arms
spread yonder_
such as the last breath taken before my soul
fled asunder.
What could I have done better my mind
keeps a wonder_
such as the last breath taken before my soul
fled asunder.
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I remember the very first time I let my eyes rest upon your saint looks,
As I gazed upon your angelic smile I felt one breath away from heaven.
For that very moment that we were holding each other in our arms,
It felt as if life’s long dark road seemed to be getting shorter and brighter.
After we parted ways I felt a void in my heart,
it felt as if god had taken my heart and gave it to you,
After that day I feel the sudden urge to seek refuge in your heavenly hugs,
When I see your gorgeous smile it feels as if god forgot to give me my heart back,
You take away my breath every time I see you,
I feel as if I'm a soldier brought to attention at your very presence.
After that first week being with you I felt on top of the world,
I never wanted you to leave my sight, i just wanted to hold you forever.
But like all good things must come to a brief end.
To be carried on through out the days passing by,
You made them days count, you were the one that took my heart
Now it is yours to treasure. it will be intwined with your heartbeat
two beating, as one. the lifeforce of us two will keep me strong,
Throughout the dark day's in life, i am no longer walking the road, im running it.
From a spirit that holds only a spec of the dust,
in her eyes that I attempted to summon her lust,
with no diamonds or pearls to wed this girl,
of her hair so pretty and as tight as her curls,
so with a whisper so sweet she tell me a lie,
I expected so in love eventually to die,
a simple little question that only ask why,
my love they had slain,
not for fortune or for fame,
a princess in love with a gentleman so plain,
for this trust of her hand,
that wedded this man,
a mourning so cold, so catch it if you can,
till death is spoken into the spirit of stars,
seems so close my lady but yet you are so far,
She be the devil that dressed in black,
call me a lie, though I know its a fact,
,
her face so beautiful, but the mirror has cracked,
she scratch sores to my eyes,
that bled in a darkness to an eternity of cries.
We are not
Willing to be a hut
With a hailing, haunting history
Our fallen fathers fought for a golden glory
And our martyred mothers sealed the sacred story
With our hands and heart tied together
We’ll never break our border
Asunder.
Whatever holds us together is threatened
by forces rending us apart:
Disparity of wealth and poverty
increase the emptiness of belly or soul.
Migrants displaced, overwhelm
our sense of identity, security.
Extremes of weather surge and
pull at our foundations; the edge of chaos.
The media of instant communication
should make us instantly at one,
but expose our privacy, vulnerability.
The news makes us voyeurs
of misery and achievement
fostering both guilt and envy.
Even as we shut if off, we isolate
ourselves from the human story
that would hold us as one.
Our prayers for unity that we may be
one in Christ, are frustrated by the walls
of our heritage, our governance
forming boundaries that enlarge the effort
it takes to come together.
Ignorance of the faith of the other
breeds intolerance of cherished beliefs.
The very enthusiasms we espouse
to overcome the gulfs of isolation
underline our difference.
Even the sexuality of others
is seen not as an intimate union but
a promiscuous corruption of relating
that was meant to bring new life.
The bond of humanity is threatened
by forces that would put us asunder.
The phone rings, interrupts my isolation:
I am pulled from fragments into now.
My neighbour so other, recovered,
I can after all take to her Church
in this octave of Unity.
There
I am welcome in the communion
of hymns, held, with Wesleyan warmth.
Let not my heart be cast into the
Wind
Where your heart cannot follow
Nor see
Or feel my touch
Let your heart find the warmth of
My heart
Stay
Nestle in the warmth of my heart
So
Don’t throw my heart asunder
Let my heart be shelter
Within your embrace..
My childhood blunder
Moms’ plate shattered asunder
My ball the wonder
We both look for reasons why
Sometimes life isn't in our minds eye
Why we found each other when we did
Asunder we are and still both kids
If I knew the day or hour I would tell you
But no one but my father knows exactly when is soon
Communication test our trust and love
Together yet separate we are..
Soon to join before the end..this I tell you is true
"Angels on the side line. Puzzled and amused"-tool right in two
My Alice. This is wonderland
The place of dreaming sands
Il lead you out of this , just follow the plan
My other half that completes this story..
My revelation. No more will the angels ignore me!
Trust in me, I will not lie. No fooling
These things must first take place
Before I become one with you
"im half the man I used to be"
Hence...
Died long ago...at age 33!
6 number of man..split in two is two perfect unions of a Trinity
33. If you cannot see..it's because you dont want to
Ready or not here I come!
Be ready...or not
Pay attention...or be left behind
The angels are sending there messages throughout the world as we breathe
From one nation to he other across the seas.
She walks like rain,
Beauty asunder .
Filled with so much pain,
She moves like thunder .
Her hearts been scorn,
An she's been used .
Forever be warned,
These words be true .
When I look at her,
It breaks my heart .
Please don't bother,
She's a work of art .
A rose cannot compare,
To her beauty .
I am fully aware,
She can be quite moody .
I'm not a man,
If I don't at least try .
I know where I stand,
Please don't make me cry .
SAWN ASUNDER
They were young black African-American boys
Some teenage, some twenty to thirty years old
Tempted slain with the guns no one wins no one won
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
Sin is a tempter
But choice is you decision
But like America you got tunnel vision
Are you sure you wanna do that
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
They're wearing the skins
Of non Caucasians
Not races just hates us
For no apparent reason other than sins lust
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
They are our troops in conflicts and in wars
What are they fighting for
Tempted slain with the guns no one wins no one won
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
Sin is a tempter
But choice is you decision
But like America you got tunnel vision
Are you sure you wanna do that
SAWN ASUNDER
Their are police who are protecting us
Not all of them are bad cops
Running around gunning down youths, and common citizens
SAWN ASUNDER
SAWN ASUNDER
Sin is a tempter
But choice is you decision
But like America you got tunnel vision
Are you sure you wanna do that
SAWN ASUNDER
Tempted slain with the guns no one wins no one won
They were stoned, tempted and slain by the sword
Wandering about in sheep and goat skins
Destitute, afflicted, tormented
SAWN ASUNDER
2/15/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
taken from/inspired by HEBREWS 11:37
from anthology “Actually Happening My True Testimony Reality”
as it all slips away
memories not saved
words you wouldn't say
love lost on the way
it echoes in the thunder
causing me to ponder
this spell I fell under
as love breaks asunder
Give me your windows
let the dark light linger
sun boulevard again
wafting in the water
acting feight
your summer segments swell
giving hope to seven crows
distant hope flowing
I've known you asunder
The eagle clings to merriments shadow
the temple of life gives to the Pilgrim