Best Inseparable Poems
Your warm supple lips press tightly against mine
My hand stroking gently your hair so fair
Your arms hold me close embracing me tightly
My hand softly rests on your nape
Your arms draw me much closer than close
My hands bring you nearer still
Temperatures rise in passionate haste
Lying amidst scents of sweet summer jasmine
Bodies caressed by midnight’s cool breeze
Touched by soft southern mist in druidic dance
Clutched closer than close
Held nearer still
The father and son
Inseparable relations
Guiding the path of true faith
Love of a mother
Glorious pillar of strength
Wept at the foot of the cross
The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line poems called a
katauta with the following syllable counts: 5/7/7, 5/7/7. A Sedoka, pair of katauta
as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.
The katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem with the following syllable counts:
5/7/7.
She steals my sleep and invades my dreams;
she cannot be silenced.
Goddess or devil,
wise woman or ancient sage,
no journey is complete without her companion ship.
No rest will come;
no meal digests
until her insatiable cravings are appeased,
She passes through the dreamcatcher,
in a different disguise, each night.
She is a creative alarm,
awakening me,
so I can produce her meanderings,
upon the page or canvas.
Her interdimensional insight lifts my spirit.
Muse is a prideful shadow;
she never leaves me bored.
You possess the unique ability
to make me feel alive,
whenever I'm close to you.
The first time I heard you speak,
I was instantly attracted
by your charisma.
Like an indescribable force:
it drew me to you.
Your captivating presence enthralled me,
and I slipped into a fanciful stupor:
oblivious to reality's boundaries.
Our time together
is filled with metaphors and surreal imagery:
you're the artist, and I'm your brush:
the world is our canvas.
Your beauty rivals Aphrodite,
the Goddess of Love.
And your tender touch fuels emotional fires,
that fan passion's salacious flame;
making my pulse rise and my heart pound!
Fate chose you for me, and me for you,
melded together, we are inseparable:
eternally conjoined in heart and soul.
An energy field,
Once you get in it, you will be stuck in there forever,
She will captivate your mind and spirit.
Your body might be able to escape her spells,
but your thoughts, emotions, and senses will worship her...
Don't beg for your freedom,
I have seen her pulling the likes of you and me,
Like a Leopard pulling her victim with a sufficient amount of certainty.
Even if,
She sets you free, it's one of her charming tricks,
Without her blessings, you will be lost male energy in
an endless universe owned by her.
When you gently hug me, it feels so good
that in that moment, I'm ready to die.
For selfless love always feels like love should,
and it makes me want to break down and cry.
Gazing into my eyes, you summon smiles:
as a flood of happy tears starts to swell.
And I forget life's hurdles and trials,
for when I am in your arms, all is well.
You make me feel loved and completely whole,
for our two half souls are a perfect fit.
And lovers that share one heart and one soul,
are indivisible and can't be split.
Inseparable, we are bound as one,
with eternal knots that can't be undone.
Many times on my couch I lie
In a vacant mind or pensive drift
Wondering and pondering
Why the thought of my mom
Doesn’t go off my busy mind;
Ever after she is no more
Is it ‘cause of being a chip off the block,
Physical bond, blood relation,
Evolution - in womb,
Umbilical connect, love,
Care and grooming.
In many instances stepmother
Or a sibling, or a dad or others
Have filled the void caused by
dead mothers or adoption per se
Is is because of gratitude or
selfishness or emotion or admiration
Is it food, clothing, shelter, love
Security, protection and support
Nothing withstanding.
Very surprising that this love for mom
exists till the *** end of one’s own life.
Why and how?
For sure I don’t have an answer.
Mothers may know it best!
Love is in you
Love is in me
Love is this special feeling
We've achieved naturally
Love is gentle,
Love is tender
Love is the reason
Our hearts are in surrender
Love is sweet,
Love is kind
Love is like a natural
meeting of our minds
Love is honest
Love is true
Love is the reason
I L O V E Y O U !
take to infinity
with all utility
I sport a mask, not to mention the fog
Yesterday I tripped on a huge log
Specks need; built-in wiper
Didn’t see the sly viper
To top it off, I conversed with a hog
*I wear glasses, and wearing the mask
my glasses fogs up when I breathe
Alexis Y.
04/15/2021
The Inseparable Chaos and Order
I love being a confusing clutter.. caring not to cure it;
Cutting off the classic for the colour- filled chaos;
I am the craft of being creative in my own chaotic way;
The nature of Nature itself, is curved towards chaos;
But the orderly order is so amazing, I always awe and envy;
Often achieved and obtained by the most honoured;
Adorably astute to always accept me even amidst all my inadequacies.
Dated: 28/01/2017
Contest: Seven for Chaos and Order
Love and poetry, inseparable siamese sisters ever
Years rolled by, and I had become a teenager, I felt that I had missed something ,
I searched and found it at last, It was a companion I needed at that stage.
I knew that opposite poles attract,
But he made me his best friend forever , We were inseparable like the moon and the sky, He always accompanied me like a pet dog.
He loved and deeply took care of me , My dreams came true through that love, We shared many things ,even love affairs , I thought we wouldn't be separated until death.
Unfortunately he met with an accident on the highway. He was no more and I had lost my lovely partner
Who had driven the cart of friendship so far. Oh, dear friend,May god blessed your departed soul.
When first saw you
I did not know
that I love you.
But you smiled
your dimples deepening
it was then I knew.
Your voice
can belt out any song,
your smile as soft
as satin.
Our kisses linger,
on my lips for days
your hands locked in mine,
you looked at me and said,
I love you.
I knew then,
we would be together forever.
But then,
I woke up.
To watch you go by,
wishing it was true,
was pain,
but singing
put us together
and now
You love me,
you tell me every day.
Now your hands are locked in mine
as they drift to my face
to sneak a kiss
that I know will linger.
You smile at me after,
as if to say,
Sorry,
I couldn't help myself.
And your dimples
flash at me
and then you said
we're inseparable.
I don't compete with death
in fair certainty
that together we will arrive...