Best Heartbeats Poems
Thump, thump...thump, thump
Your heart beats with internal impediment
Making each breath a struggle.
I see your pain, I feel your anguish,
I dearly love your determination to endure.
I can only imagine how difficult it is to
relinquish days of youth when your strength
was the marvel of the men you worked with
side by side...celebrated as the Paul Bunyan
of the shipyard whose power knew no bounds.
Advancing years have garnered fears of
imminent shadows from the Grim Reaper
inching closer day by day until you can
feel his breath on the nape of your neck.
Past regrets loom before you of missed
opportunities, and so many things left
unaccomplished, unattended projects that
act as brutish reminders of failing health.
You think I don't understand the dilemmas
you face in just getting through another
hellish night of insomnia to sleepwalk
through another day plagued by doubts of
Time slipping away like a thief in the night.
I want to be here for you...with you.
Please let me be.
7-26-18
The sun swiftly sits on the creased sea line, stirring crooning clouds of romance.
I sit in awe ~ mesmerized, for the millionth time,
watching the sky sing your name, filling the salty air with high-pitched notes of nostalgia.
For between the island of longing and mountains with willows of infatuation,
amidst the many gusts and gales of seasonal shifts,
between your ink and my canvas, I feel the warmth of your love-struck twilight,
as if we were wishing upon the same evening star, flickering opalescent flames of desire.
While fireflies flutter like aurora beams,
twirling like topaz that mirrors diamond dreams, above our skin,
screaming for a silent rendezvous,
where no wind or dust can blur or veil the musical memories of our unspoken poetry.
In this moment, I realize I am not alone. The seagull that visits the same spot every day rests still,
surrounded by ripples of honeyed turquoise. Perhaps she is lost in thought, just as I am,
as the way we both are in sync with nature reminds me of the ephemeral tunes of time~
how it unfolds Polaroids of promises, scattered like aching footprints in the moon-touched sand.
Maybe the dance of the seraphic breeze and flurry of hues would redefine unseen tomorrows,
as weightless crimson carries scarlet sonnets, sealed in spiced eloquence…
marigold secrets
etched within cinnamon sun~
halcyon heartbeats …
Sometimes when
moonlight weeps to sleep,
I sit, draped
in burning dreams,
and beautiful nightmares
of moments lost,
engraved along the rising
of blushing blossoms,
within cerulean azure.
But shadows fade,
as clarity descends
upon the ivory beach,
adorned in pearls
and palm leaves.
I await for twilight to
sing my heart to
the milky-way.
I stretch my fingers,
to count glistening gems,
that shower silver
streaks upon my
stranded silhouette.
And I question the universe,
in r i d d l e s and r h y m e s~
what flows within
empty spaces
between iridescent
lines of stars?
Would I find traces
of footprints that left
the face of this earth,
where they
thrive eternal crests
in paradise?
Maybe there’s rivulets
of jewels with initials of
angels residing
in blissful musing,
in hope-filled reveries,
as the cosmic maestros,
orchestrate peaceful notes
with ethereal keys of faith,
In a choir for
celestial requiems,
to heal the grieving mind
that t i m e couldn’t mend.
I saw it rained
a rainbow with frozen
memories through my
glass window..
and I remembered
how I’ve always felt
closer to you in astral realms,
whilst soaked in
galactic light.
So tonight, I whisper,
prayers in poetic prose,
hoping you’ll feel my tears,
from the
highest halcyon haven.
Even death can
never kill a dreamer,
that bears memories,
and relives them
through classical sonatas.
Maybe this is how
a poet reminisces,
heartbeats in h e a v e n…
HEARTBEATS ON PAS FE DEUX
Starstruck by your smile as I opened my eyes
Snow-white cheeks glows to peaches sweet
Running fingertip to heart shaped lips
As spring breeze kiss, I am a lady longing to grow
Fear a lost shadow because warmth flows
With your presence alone, I am soppy blown
You bestow me a new life within a universe that's dark
Walk with me, don't you depart
Let's decorate views: a tapestry of you and me
Man ... how quick you boil my fire
Your heart thumps a crystal chime choir
Cushioned pleased from your musky scent
Words weak and not needed for us to speak
Beside the hearth, let's dance our anthem real slow
as our heartbeats jive in a pas de deux
If by chance you catch my eye
I hope for you to see our sparkles high...
Our footwork a unison graceful cruise
Two become one in this dance we choose
Best given as we don't wanna to lose
© O. E. Guillermo
October 24, 2014; 10:27pm
***Inspired by the poem made by James Fraser: THE FONDER OF YOU
***PAS DE DEUX (French, literally "step of two") is a dance duet in which two dancers, typically a male and a female, perform ballet steps together. The pas de deux is characteristic of classical ballet and can be found in many well-known ballets, including Sleeping Beauty, Swan Lake, and Giselle.
Devotion floats in the
silence of heartbeats -
only lovers savor and devour.
I crawled to her
like a caterpillar.
Cradling in her cocoon -
her vision transformed
me into a butterfly.
She is a love -
for whom
I've left behind
a trail of petals -
to roam within her
eternal evergreen Eden.
In florescent fragility
of her femininity.
I'm an introvert in
her extroverted flower garden.
Her sunflower smile, highlights her
delightful dahlia dimples.
Sensations of her satin skin are
smoother than vanilla orchids.
Aromatic aura unfurls like honeysuckle,
wrapping around my emotions.
Her ethereal jasmine scent,
seduces me speechless.
Lost in her evocative lobelia eyes,
desire drinks from the cup of lust,
flowing like a fountain towards the
lusciousness of her red lily lips -
would they be sinful to kiss?
I am a drop of rain,
resting upon her petal.
Craving to be a bee
suckling nectar from pink
blossoms of her bosoms.
May the quill of my pen,
forever dip in the juices of her ink.
So, I can cultivate within
her flourishing fields -
forever.
Silent One
11 July 2020
This poem was partly inspired by Vijay Pandit's poem
called Garden of Beauty. Thanks for the inspiration!
Spring Enchantment (a love poem)
As wisps of clouds creeped
overhead before a storm moving quickly east,
the moon lay down his vanilla beams
to dispel the darkness hiding our bared feet —
set side by side — romantically
touching for warmth, for love, for eternity,
hopefully, to envelop us, like the coming rain
in our lives’ thundering, combined heartbeats
…joined into those duets passion will release
all about from the great springs of yearning.
(c) s.y. Eslinger 3/2024
Thanks be to God——
When stars align in skies of love
like twinkling heartbeats high above
I wonder those who’ve passed my way
Aligned in stars for just a day
So many heartbeats I have known
That cosmic winds have gently blown
Allowing us but just a wink
A brief alliance yet to think
Yet friends and lovers sparkle still
In memories command at will
I wonder if they think of me
When stars align once more to be
It brings warmly new energy crowning
as the sunshine smiles from out of these eyes
enlightened transforming everything inside out
Wings flutter in a vision possession held candlelight
Beholding grace of a thousand swans in flight
Pure is the starlight that radiates sweet flower
Angel rays sparkling magic dust twinkling diamond crystals
Held captive one kiss silver lining clouds breathless storm
beautiful breathes out whispers carried on the wind blown away
In a flourishing vineyard,
I’m a vine bearing no fruit,
forsaken in the soil of twisted roots,
burnt and scarred in blistered blackness,
as the cosmic seeds engulf my skin~
with fiery flames of thunder
and scorching stones,
awakening demons to draw
darkness in drowsy strokes,
above this field of fiendish flowers.
Maybe this is the poem of a soul,
singing chaos to collapsed
clusters of leafless twigs,
drenched in rain and tears…
For my empathy, the lotus stars could see,
but you’ve long refused to feel
these aching refrains~
like hailstorms in heartbeats,
bleeding bonfires of woe, yearning to be heard…
Tonight I’ll find solace within ashes and thorns~
counting petals painted in pain,
pondering: if I were a rose,
would you thread rhymes of love
in syllables of gold and green?
Or would I still be nothing but a wordless sonnet,
lost between the waning rays
of forgotten sunsets,
resting in a sky of moonless rivers…
O' pearlescent papercuts painted in
honey jar spells of journaling june ~
I ponder, if the spirit of
the seven-spiked sun must taste
the pewter petals of
slow-dying summer,
to hear what fades
and lingers
in the
heat
of
healing
damsel dusks...
breathless... lifeless...
to feel the forlorn ~
in liquid scents of love...
but, why do I evermore
remain a whispered wound, bleeding...
weightless in the veins of weary weeds,
wrinkled in the holy hymn of heartbeats?
Velvet twilight softly spreads,
in a sky weaving black threads.
Moonlight beams as lovers play,
passions dance as desires sway.
Lost in whispers of heartbeats,
savouring forbidden treats.
When something stirs within the heart
And kindles a flame of desire
Feelings blaze up as it starts
As you feel the warmth of love's fire
There is a song in heartbeats chime
As this melody you embrace
Compose a poem of lovely rhymes
With words of beauty and grace
Love's drug is a natural high
Making you float on cloud nine
And you'll soar in an endless sky
With feelings you find so divine
A beautiful gift from above
The beauty and charm of love
3-6-19
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The sun still rises,
Savannas awaken with hoots,
Life breathes, heart still beats.
The eyes of my soul cried when we parted
violins filled my heart with shades of black
washing away musical tones we created
they have vanished and will never come back
The sad strings empty my heart's chalice
to leave a pain-filled and cracked wormwood mind
that spilled my heart's passion down an abyss
to hear the saddest music I can find
The violin brings heartache and misery
where my wretched emotions are prolonged
from the image of her face that haunts me
on a journey of sadness that is long
oh! my very dearest muse
when heartbeats collide
inspired me I must advise
such inspiration you infuse
when heartbeats collide
what err the barrier, love
and the beating sun above
it is how we humans survive
‘have a fear’, I say to all humanity
as you fight amongst yourselves
if you forget nature, in your hell’s
she will indeed create a new reality
no doubt wars add to world pollution
including all its terrible aftermath
yet leaders still have their hot baths
pray one day we will find a solution