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Premium Member Dormant Decession


I'm an ashen dove, 
fading in zephyr 
of wine valleys, 
saturating in fog 
upon enchanting hills, 
draped in 
grape-green silk, 
where fantasies of forest, 
sprout cynthia moon 
of a bygone 
medieval saga, 
amidst heavenly 
eventides, 
and wailing weeds 
prick my shadow,  
infusing iced intentions 
of the puppet's paradise~
floating in islets 
of shackled bones. 

My wings are 
made of violet wool, 
fluffed with 
blueberry cotton 
and stitched 
with the fabric of 
amethyst satin, 
but as soon as 
my tiptoeing feet 
touch the 
seafoam grass, 
it stings my silent 
glacial flight, 
making me bleed 
in chloroform-
dipped letters. 

If love was a 
rosy matte comet, 
I would carve 
pastel orchid smiles 
amidst kismet-coated 
cherry blossoms, 
with frozen floral paints
and forgive 
beige betrayals 
of aqua sirens, 
to which the 
scents of evermore, 
sweetly succumbed. 

But maybe, 
jasper tinted 
jasmine petals, 
are sewn with 
poisoned thistles 
whilst being 
dispersed upon 
the chambers of 
midnight raindrops, 
and those
soulful stars 
in your eyes are 
a mere mirage, 
flourishing 
false silhouettes of 
a perfumed 
saudade in 
nocturnal negligence. 

So, pardon these 
bleeding metaphors 
that echo sombre 
sun's soliloquy in the
hazy kiss of gloom 
and follow me 
to the teal towers, 
where this 
fluorescent flesh 
slumbers in enfolded 
spruce leaves of 
sequoia sonnets. 
For, when the last petal
falls as poetry, 
my soul would be 
alive in wistful runes, 
mourning in a 
doleful decanter, 
whilst eyes 
would frown 
in fragile promises, 
wiping diplomatic 
dust of dolent delusions 
and knitting mists of 
manipulations, 
carelessly sinking~
to soil of feathered 
dandelions. 

Where nurtured seeds 
of jade reflections, 
still haven't ruptured
every pixie dust of hope, 
in their life's 
dormant decession, 
reminisce me 
as an ivory moonrise, 
fluttering beyond, 
dahlia chains of sunshine.

Insufficient Love Can Be

When love fills your breath and the air
the feel is strong and you can dare
Love, you tend to glamorise
and in words you aphorise
Dreams of princesses and knights
all is great as you reach heights.

That love is more than enough
tough times you would rise above.

Think about love on the ground
not dreamy ! rather earthbound
What if you fall and be mad
to your soul nothing you add
The shackles of codes and rules 
when unbound, treated as fools
What if in love you lose sight
with a heart of consumed light
Who you think  the one on earth
may reject the soul Self worth.

That love is just not enough
rough times you won’t rise above.

Get ready to set the Self free
insufficient love can be.


Inspired by "Sometimes love is not enough"   Silent One contest.

Premium Member Roses

he is tall and dark
gentle strong hands tender heart
brown eyes deep like sea

plant peace inside me
he gave me twelve red roses
pearly smile shining


Premium Member Love Boat

Indigo ink dreams
Dripping from heart
Tattoos tongue with kinetic kiss
Green electric buzz like sip
Of fine blueberry wine so sweet
Dreamy turquoise love touch
Filling me up with red desire
On fire for your romantic antic
Sweeping me off my feet
Carrying me with ease
Of a blue breeze to deserted love island 
Where tan sands caress like brown hands
White waters flow warm and toasty
Fast slow then in closing cold
Never let go of this love
For it floats like a boat

Premium Member - Black Love -

Morning glory
                                               The body is blunt
                                               Thinking of you
                                               before I awake
                                               Stretching my body
                                               Eyes are closed
                                               Can feel your scent
                                               Gently open my eyes
                                               Feel your aroma                                      
                                               The taste on my lips
                                               As a soft kiss                                       
                                               Your scent fills the room
                                               Thought of you,
                                               makes me awake
                                               You are perfect
                                               Heats my body
                                               Embracing you 
                                               Tasting you ... gently                         
                                               A moment of pleasure
                                               Without cream
                                               Without sugar
                                               Black morning coffee




09.06.2013

Premium Member Frosted

"Frosted"



A penny for your thoughts?
Scratch that thought.



Thoughts are worth more than pennies
Thoughts are legions of brilliant glistening diamonds 
shining dormant undiscovered in a deep deep dark cave
veins in the walls of The Catacombs blood art fuses lit 
burn and sizzle bright like gunpowder travelling from the Throne of Amygdala
to the Kingdom of the Pounding Scarlet Brave
beats in time with intent and purpose
when the music ceases -
TRUTH
seen very clear 
as through untainted glass
binoculars not necessary here, my dear



Windows of your soul unfrosted
Will see lost love at last



Pennies on your eyelids
mirrors covered with vintage grey
army surplus blankets
trapped in the ashes
dust to dust
open the curtains, move outwards every pain
let the Light and fresh air in



You're alive again.
Ain't that strange?

(Lovejoy-Burton/Feb 2018)


Love Kills

I just got to the grave today, death was given to you by my infidelity.

Along the way alive, my soul was given death.

Thy Ishq ruined my mahi like this,

Your every axis raised me up
never ask you for dream love stories

Never wanted to love such fake love.

  Did not know the consequences would be this
name of love will be murdered

You stab in the chest

And it hurts in the heart ..

Had made a spectacle in the poetic life.

The desire of the moment was made of corpse ..

Death came to love on that day, that I had made.

You were playing with heart and I was feeling love
dréams all got crushed - misunderstanding has gone away.

Dreams burn - they died

They became clean and became ashes

Who says the ashes are just human

I had seen dreams also being eroded.

The eyes that had seen love in the eyes had seen the goodness.

Why do you die every time I ask you ??

 What is your likeness?

 She said mine was my love.

She used to say "Mahi" to whom she had revealed.

Those last hopes were shattered by my breakdown.

Took the robbery in love's market.

Often what they used to say was eaten.

First of all, by making fun of it.

i always used to walk behind you.

 And you keeps the infidelity behind you ..

In sweet sweet things, the poison went away.

My grave went deeper ..

He continued to poison, I used to drink

He kept kicking and I continued to die.

That was the fact that love was done.

       Whom you called "mahi"

Premium Member Walk With Me Tonight

Will Thee walk with me tonight ?
Amongst the spirits of Twilight
Gothic verse we wilt recite
I wilt gage not to bite

Wilt thee with me slowly dance ? 
As we descend into lover’s trance
With thy charm thee doth enchant
Speak thy wishes
For thee I’ll grant 

Both frozen in the midst of time
Our soulless bodies wilt entwine
Flush lips of blood sip scarlet wine
On those lips I yearn to dine

Permit my domination, let reality depart 
Allow me to enter thy beauteous blackened heart
I implore thee anon, mine beauty of dusk
Within is a hunger, replete with lust

Cometh let us now abscond
Dip our toes in reaper’s pond
Milk the moon so we may swim
Filling it’s juices to the brim

Bathe with me in lacteous splendour
Mine hands around thy waist so slender 
Our bodies melt to form a bond
And as we fuse I doth respond 

So bid me now to take thy hand
And lead thee to a world so grand 
We will liveth still into this night 
Eternally dancing beneath spellbinding moonlight

Hidden Love

You knocked, and I opened the door of my life
The welcome mat to my heart took in your first steps
You crossed the threshold and my strong foundation weakened with the weight of your words, your touch, your kiss
When you held me, all my broken pieces melted together 

As we entertained the thought of being together
An emotional bond built on trust fueled a desire we couldn’t deny 
While storms raged outside, threatening to wreck our world

I lay in bed wondering if you will come back to me
Two lovers denied the night, stealing moments in their days
A fire still burns inside of me, the glow of passion smolders deep within

You occupy the rooms of my soul yet I feel so abandoned 
A house whose walls hold secrets not meant for others to hear

We left the doors and windows wide open
The breeze whispers through, echoing your name 

The clock on the wall still chimes as time marches on
If I could stop it, I would, just for one more moment with you

It’s a place I visit often, but it’s not the same without you there
© Aj Trivar  Create an image from this poem.

Words Can Not Express, My Man

Words can not express the joy I get when I see your face
It encourages me to know I can make it from day to day

Words can not express the way I enjoy your touch
When we are together it's never to much

Words can not express warmth of your lips , when we kiss
It gives me a sense of Heavenly bliss

Words can not express when your body meets with mine
Sending a exotic chill up my spine

Words can not express the way I appreciate everything you do
All I can say is "I truly love you"!!

Premium Member What Love Means To Me

What love means to me is beyond definition
when you fall in love, it's a big transition
being in love is a very nice feeling
to stay in love, you and I have to be giving

What love means to me is like a sunray
love is something we have day by day
love means holding hands, walking in the park
love means hearing sounds of a lark

What love means to me, is a free expression
how you fall in love is your discretion
love is not, being takened for granted
but love is, that you've landed

What love means to me is choosing my mate
love is being able to communicate
love is taking romantic walks on the beach
this is what love means to me
© Floyd Neal  Create an image from this poem.

Love Is a Challenge

Love is a challenge

Love's challenging so fight with your lover,
Love's about holding each other everytime,
Love's amazing which needs patient,
Love's sadness but happiness is love,
Don't give up on love fight.

Love yours first and love will follow,
Love's full of pain but don't run for what you love,
Love's dark but patient brings light,
Love's kind and blind but it's challenging,
Don't give up on love fight.

Appreciate love and be patient for better days don't give up on hard times because everything fails until it becomes great 
Just love love love what you have.

Amplified

Nothing is ever time wasted, 
just the interlude to the rest of the album. Soon it becomes nostalgia. To think you almost pressed the skip button..
It's all about trying new things. 
Slowing were briding the gap.
Looping untold tales of blues and jazz into our samples.
The things considered classical. 
Instant vintage. 
The things we keep hidden in headphones, 
The venerability of hype.
It's always about the crowd.
Afraid to digest something different. 
This was the first time I met her.
At first I laughed,
Reaction that I faced my own ignorance. 
Listening again finding purpose. 
Not knowing that we'd come to spend the rest of our lives together. 
All three minutes and forty five seconds.
I was dishonest. 
Not revealing anything real about myself until I heard it for the first time.
The first time she sung.
Music.
This wasn't an image to be upheld in front of others.
Or the gossip type spread circle to circle.
I was never exposed to this. 
Skimming the top layer ready to press next.
Too far caught in the slander that first impressions can give.
History often repeats itself but this wasn't the case.
This was wholeheartedly the epitome of how she effected me.
The rhythm of how she moved.
How she spoke.
Like that I matured almost instantly. 
She became my biggest influence. 
A two way street that bridged the gap of my own ignorance. 
After time I began to leave my headphones on the dresser.
We were amplified. 
She'd follow me everywhere just as I'd follow her.
Soon it caught on to the masses. 
Each and every thought became a publicist of what she'd recite over and over again.
A parental advisory issued with every cover. 
Finding the one became a catalog.
Stumbling back to the first interlude all over again. 
The copyright not for sell

He Is Me

There's so much about this man
I've learned and prayed just to understand
Driven I am and so is he
Fierce and determined for he is me

Dominate and confident for the world to see
He has the same confidence, for he is me
I love his style and the way he dress
I long for my breast to rest on his chest
His smell, his touch, his smile, his demeanor
Everything about him is a reflection of me
He is me when I look in the mirror, he is me when I dream
I wrote about a vision of him, the vision that's yet to be seen

Two people together, too much the same
Two people as one, two different names
He has raised the standards and he didn't even know
To get with me, it's extremely high
Where some don't even bother to try

I sit and realize life is what you make it
And all is fair in love and basketball
I'm at a peaceful place, I have controlled a lustful desire to sin
Or should I say the desire I had, the desire to be loved by him
To having an erratic heart beating when memories kick in
To appear to have fear of loving that one, the one who is so dear
What is he afraid of? This shouldn't be
He shouldn't be afraid, for he is me

A roller coaster ride, my feelings I can't hide
The love I have overflowing inside
To run from someone I long to run to
Not wanting to be shut out or disappointed by you

Love is something we didn't expect, yet you can see it in our faces
The same desire we both feel, yet to solve we're in different places
So I guess only time will tell, the time that only God can redeem
The time I spent envisioning a dream

Nothing complicated or difficult for we didn't design a plan
Our love doesn't require research for us to understand
He hears my thoughts when I think of him, my words echo in his mind
And thoughts of him often brings me a bright ray of sunshine

It's JUST US, as you can see
It's JUST US, for he is me

Premium Member Queen

Glowing brown skin Queen
A muse, goddess, my moonshine
A kiss of gold love

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