Best Bound Poems
POTD - 25th September 2024
Synopsis -
A bitter-sweet, hauntingly romantic and heart-wrenching ballad that follows her journey of sorrow and longing, as she searches for answers to a love torn apart. Watch as the story unfolds, revealing the depths of her heartbreak. Thank you for watching.
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Love Hurts - Bound by Love Broken by Fate
(Extracted from my Poem ‘The Train’ and made into Lyrics and a video.)
Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams, we gazed
My senses in overdrive
As memories surface
And hover back to
That one day
Boarding this very train
Squeals of joy
As cloudbursts unleashed rain
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Squeezing into one seat
Wrists caressed and kissed
Floating to that intimate space
Sensual lips taste
Whispered promises
Sparking bright eyes
And blushing rosy face
Softly against my ear a hum
Our song
Fingers daring to trace
Burning paths
Through shredded threads
Faded jeans
Breathless on the high line
Us, giggling teens
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Speeding through fields of wildflowers
Sparkling like diamonds with the fallen showers
The train hooted in joy
Through the rain splattered window amazed
Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams we gazed.
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Homeward Bound
I didn’t know, for it didn’t show for so many years.
The slowing steps, the memory gaps
The creeping years gone by.
Then one day, it came my way
The mirror doesn’t lie
It’s that woman whose wrinkles keep coming
Asking where and when, and why.
Memories fade, eyes become glazed
Only secret thoughts remain
When age overtakes us, and families forsake us,
What is left to gain?
Then bright lights meet us, and loving arms greet us,
And then we are home again.
©Deborah Kelly
July 15, 2013
Ether-bound,
into the blue
I’m flying
with his hand
clasped in mine.
Is this a dream?
Underneath us
earth is growing small.
But up and up -
wondrously we lift!
Above a mound
of clouds we drift.
A glorious haze
of stillness
envelops us -
sweet tranquility.
I turn to see
his eyes so tender -
mirroring mine.
Suddenly,
a sharp shrill sound
splits the silence
most profound.
The clouds vanish.
I lose his hand
as I reach toward
the alarm clock.
Sadly, yes,
it was but a dream.
April 13, 2021
For Silent One's Anacreontic Verse Poetry Contest
3-5 syllables per line, checked by Howmanysyllables.com
In childhood's wondrous realm I'd learned
How Your bright flames inside me, burned,
And knew, while those fires cooled or grew,
Thru faith, my heart was bound to You.
With youth's hard lessons, gains and errs,
I'd shared my dreams to life's sweet cares,
And though oft' times, they'd find me blue,
Thru faith, my heart was bound to You.
I'd worked to see those gains that meant
Most things folks deemed as heaven-sent,
For 'midst self-doubts and failure's queue,
Thru faith, my heart was bound to You.
I'd searched thru substance, flesh and pay,
I'd searched 'til hair and hopes turned gray,
Though what I'd found, God, tried-and-true,
Thru faith, my heart was bound to You.
I shan't e'er know what next should come,
What shadowed depths I might yet plumb,
But this truth stands ... past what I'll do ...
Thru faith, my heart was bound to You.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "In Praise Of God" Poetry Contest, Kim Rodrigues, Judge & Sponsor.
( Syllables = 20 lines with eight syllables each, counted at HowManySyllables.com )May 30, 2020
~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Brian's Choice 11, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Written: August 17, 2023
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We are the souls—made of vitality.
With light so bright, it's bound to set us free.
In this vast universe, where beauty exists,
No darkness can prevail—no shadows persist.
We feel love is a blessing, not a prize to obtain.
Our spirits soar—our souls are sustained.
It's then that we find peace, a sense of release,
A whisper in our hearts, a sweet, sweet peace
Whisper sweetly—in my ear.
Speak to me, heart-to-heart, so clear.
Let our souls intertwine, in harmony.
Creating a symphony of love and unity
May we feel ourselves, soul to soul,
Connecting on a level—beyond control.
In each other, we find solace and strength.
A bond that can endure any length
Together, we create a symphony.
Where love and vitality intertwine beautifully.
No matter the challenges we may face,
With our souls intertwined, we find grace.
Soul-bound Symphony, a melody divine,
Where two souls merge and love intertwines.
No darkness can dim our radiant light.
We are made of spirit, burning so bright.
In this symphony, there exists no divide.
Our souls are bound, forever edge by side.
With love as our guide, we dance and we sway.
Creating a masterpiece that will never fade away
So let us embrace this soul-bound connection.
And let our love be the ultimate reflection.
I‘d have climbed the highest mountain
I’d have swum the deepest sea
Just to see your face my darling
This was just a dream for me
How the years they have flown by
Since you left my heart to break
I was left with such a longing
Of the love you did forsake
We had talked about our future
That together we’d grow old
You got charmed by another
And you left our happy home
I am old and I am weary
And my hair is streaked with grey
Just to see your face my darling
This is all that I can pray
Many years I tried to find you
But my search it was in vain
You’d got married and had children
And you’d changed your maiden name
I’d have climbed the highest mountain
I’d have swum the deepest sea
Just to win you back my darling
It was never meant to be
Now I’ve found you live in heaven
And are free to love once more
All I pray that when my time comes
You’ll be waiting at the door
You’ll be waiting at the door
I have wondered long on how it would feel
If true love I ever found
Would I know in my heart that this is the one
To whom my soul would be bound -
Is it to you that my soul is bound?
How should I respond to the words you speak
Can I know whether they are sincere
Am I able to tell by the sound of your voice
As you whisper in my ear?
When you look at me so lovingly
With that twinkle in your eye
It stirs my heart and lights my soul
There are times it makes me cry
I am overwhelmed at the depth of your love
How tender you are to me
And I think to myself - can this really be true
Or is it just fantasy?
Are my fears misplaced - Do I wonder too much?
Am I using my doubts as a crutch?
Should I open my mouth and reveal to you
Just how deeply my heart has been touched?
I'll let fear and doubt go now - and trust in our love
For I know I have finally found
A treasure of love burning bright within me
And to you, my soul will be bound
Yes. It's to you my soul is bound!
I
am she
who seized the
storm and hushed the
Zephyr's rage to sleep;
the fierce within your soul,
the solace within your dreams.
I am your stained submissive lips
wanting, yet loathing; bare and alone,
oozing with lust filled memories; undone.
I am the bold stare when your eyes fear sight,
watching replays of your meant future,
whispering, I am no angel,
in your anxious, enthused ear.
I am your mind at night,
all you hold in sight,
your hearts lament,
deep inside;
I am
You.
Canadian geese
shadows in southern sunset
winter vacation
Jan Allison
13th September 2015
BOUND
We’re bound from birth, our path too clear
Conformity reigns, we dare to veer
Play it straight and fall in place
Buckle down, you’ll win the race
Need for expression, no need for that
Everyone needs to wear the same hat
Wander off course or stray from path
You’re ostracized, beware the wrath
Creative types, you know the ones
Their unkempt hair and lack of funds
The artsy crowd without a care
Berets worn black, causeless flair
Yet abstract form and deviceful eye
Radiate light on gray streaked sky
Without free thought we play the fools
We must transcend archaic rules
Linear thinking it has its place
In modern times it makes a case
But if one dares to lose one’s face
I just might love this human race
Melodious tides serenade along a foam dipped coast line,
we drift as a single composed symphony,
seduced by a pounding surf, its sensuous rhythm pulsates
flooding our hearts, aching to collide
in the tempo of a lone torrent’s embrace
Scorching tropical passions seize the moonlit sand,
palm tree shadows sway atop sultry weathered dunes
of lemongrass and saw palmetto,
on saltwater breezes moaning our names, mellifluously
from a quivering horizon
Warm dark rum skin intoxicates, I stagger,
lost in hypnotic topaz eyes, reflective pleadings
of deeper desires sought, fingertips probe sun softened locks,
nightshade tresses, mingling with a rippled surf
as stardust illumines moist swollen lips, parted
Harmonic waves wash atop entwined silhouettes
nearing a crescendo, a pinnacle of pleasure,
where secrets are revealed in half swallowed sighs
on this coastal haven when voices sing in
throaty whispers of impassioned ecstasy
Now as heated breaths hover beneath the moon’s glowing stare
we too build and recede, feeding our amorous desires
as the fading night relinquishes its hold and dawn cracks the sky
Our tide becomes one, our union remains unbroken,
our love, eternally bound by the melody of the sea
Friendship Bound
One day the whole of me disappeared
I was left alone in a shell of despair
with but maimed memories, confined
behind dull unbreachable walls,
trapped by fate in this cold chair
faraway within I sealed my smile
fighting invisible mad immured
in cruel moments with no escape
but when in this frozen world
you saw me bound whole you
poured your warm black soul
into mine, unfolding time itself,
back from oblivion I was brought
you tore the pain away in friendly
peals of laughter that ricocheted
in my heart in arabesque patterns,
you spun my wheels, flew me up
and down like a bubbly African spirit
in a trance, and night crumbled,
my days mended, and my smile
went sailing home friendship bound.
Death shadows, furious, frenzied, fought
Waiting for this wretched soul to rot
They redeemed me, tortured me, ceasing not
Crows perch upon my severed breast
Picking at the insipid flesh
Vultures of glee coo and ratify my rest
Love pierces my heart that is dead
Maddening my severed head
Feeding ones engorged instead
Deprived and empty of soul within
My ribcage grows bare and thin
Eaten away by my own cruel kin
Skeleton bare and scorned
Fowl breasts of youth unadorned
Cascaded in grotesque glory, basked and ever-mourned
I fly! Hovering over my body too weak
As tears fall down my hungry beak
Let me fly north toward winter so bleak!
The tears freeze on my cold bones
In the dark snow that blackens, I grow old
As wind, birds and corpses forever moan
Homeward north I fly…I feed
I, the coal-beaked corpse still need
To roam…to rot…to unremittingly greed
I am shadow, vulture, corpse, woman—all in one
Feeding on my own meat, enriching everyone
Absent of my own skin, the pain has just begun
For Justin Bordner's Death Shadow contest
Within this World
Tis be is Not our True Home
Our Home tis be
Heaven.. in Eternity
For whomsoever come to Christ
Shall receive Everlasting Life
Moments of Bliss
Just to behold Our Eternal Love
Divine and True Is Far-More
Then Anything or Anyone
Just be with Our Fathers Son
King of Kings.. Lord of lords
He is Top of the line
For He is All in All
True and Divine
Nothing can compare
To His Glorious Love
Unconditional
He has for us all
Awaiting there
Come to Jesus
Become Born-again
*Heaven Bound*
Into your arms, we raise our lovely children lost!
The innocent ones, that we raised and you created...
Killed by a soul-less madman,may his judgement
be swift!
Forgive us, for we are horrendous killers, too!
We the conscience-less, we killed far more unborn
today.
Seven hundred, who will never see the light of day?
Our selfishness is absolutely unconscionable !
But we care not for your word, only our selfish wants.
We cry for elephants, but a child’s death means but
naught to us.
We are led by crackpots who shake hands with the air??
And, yes, these very same, smilingly, support infanticide.
And we are lied to, in the name of political power.
No gun has feet or hands, an insult to human thought.
But dead bodies, Lord, are gold to the politically inept!
When their political power, thirsts for tragedy, from a
well deserved, selfish drought.
Death and Satan, today, doing a most joyful dance!
For now..here is power’s golden chance.
To create fear, the falsehood that guns kill.
Guns are not human beings,only a human pulls the
trigger.
In the Judaea- Christian Bible, writ for us, it states:
“Thou shalt not kill”
Here on your planet, tyrants, for that is who they are..
Want to take all guns away,that won’t change our loss
today.
But when tyrants own all guns, they will turn them upon
us, to them, absolute power loves absolute fun!
Do turn this Spring day, the deepest, ebony, black!
Till we start turning our backs on lies and slaughtering the
unborn, so plentiful.
And come back to you; and till then, we are most sinful,
lost and utterly pitiful.
A special place for the beautiful teachers, killed,I do
beseech thee.
They, like you, Lord, loved children at their knee.
Alas, special people taken in May, help us heal, Lord?
Of this, I fervently do pray!
5/24/2022