Best Intense Poems
In Such Intense Flames, An Eternity May Be Born
Hold your dreams, bind them with rainbow beams
tumble sweetly and let heart's passion arise
sow the seeds that love gives passion's great might
that Life and Love both gift oft in joyful surprise.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Embrace those blessings that truest romance bestows
caress them with care and taste their honey sweet
let spring forth, memories that forever shall live
for gems of purest love, never suffer indignant defeat.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Chase your heart's desire, revel in its glorious touch
kindle such heat, stoke fantasy and its hottest of fires
for in such intense flames, an eternity may be born
even after glow of passion's saddest of funeral pyres.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Robert J. Lindley , 10-14-2018
Rhyme, ( Looking Back, Ages Ago)
Poet's Note- Dedicated to my great friend and writing partner, Susan Ashley.
Inspired by and composed after my reading of Susan Ashley's superbly crafted new poem titled, The Glory Of The Eastern Edge. Thank you dear friend for seeding this burst of early morn writing.
This revisiting of the romantic imaginations of my youth- reminds me now of the immense love and great blessings of my beloved wife Riza and the most cherished blessing of our beloved son Justin.
What once was lost, much later has been found..
Wit each line my soul drift away.
Heart still aching so each night I pray.
Life consume with pain veins fill with rage.
Mind still enslave.
Yet still standing tall until you put me in my grave.
Overwhelm with pride so i refuse to die.
So each night I am (smoking) levitating through the sky.
Conquer love can't you see the fire in my eyes.
Natural born leader but a king with you by my side.
Speaking the truth not uttering one lie.
Still feeling pain but my heart will never die.
Cause in your arms I will always be alive.
Making your pain mine the new Bonnie and Clyde
it happened all so fast
it was a swoosh it was a blur
it was all so very intense
and I remember every minute
every gruesome detail
every awesome moment
every breath
every look
every word
every silence
I remember days
turning to weeks
I remember wanting to hold on
to never let go
I remember you fading
vanishing before us
I remember you
giving us time
to say goodbye
I remember
the peace in your heart
but mostly
it’s the love I remember
AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
POTD - February 13, 2021
"Intense Interlude"
in sweet magical moment
deep mesmerizing gaze
kidnapped his heart, in Time,
extending fragrant flowers
she smiled, through haunting hazel eyes
in translucent vapor mist
visual aromatic ambiance
ensconced emotions
beyond whispered words
as beauty bewitched
a charming interlude
love captivated by essence of inhaled eye-candy.
*Blending of sight and smell senses.
*For Nette Onclaud's Synesthesia: Inner Body Movement Contest.
*Written by: Linda-Marie The "Sweetheart" of P.S.
*Nov. 18, 2012.
What we had was very intense. From the moment we met you could feel it almost instantly.
Through the fighting and the name calling and especially the hugs you could feel a deep passion
a deep fire that wasn't going to burn out. When we kissed it was something intense something
we never got tired of doing... yet always lead to where it was heading. I missed those
oppurunities where I could relinquish the fire just a little bit. Just one touch had some kind of
easing effect to the need in my body burning. It was real and I could never convince myself
otherwise. I just wish that I could have had some time to enjoy the sweet taste of my lips against
yours. Cause truly a clock was ticking. A clock I never got to see... I never realized how close to
goodbye things really were until the clock stopped ticking. Just like that... my plane to paradise
crashed and even though I survived with barely a scratch I will always think about the island and
how it would have been if the ride would have lasted. If our lives wouldn't have been so hetic and
we had loads of time to just chill would I have been as happy as I thought I would be. Or was all
the lost feeling and over analyzing just my imagination running.
I dealistic in quest for love and meaning
N aked to the onslaught of emotions
T enacious in holding on to happiness
E lectrified by the simplest of pleasures
N otorious in desire to find fulfillment
S ensual in thought, look, and demeanor
E bullinet in the celebration of life
Oh, the depth of wonder, pain, and sweetness
Encapsulated in this one, simple, glorious word…
For Andrea D’s 7 letter Acrostic Competition
September 28, 2013
How can this be? I searched the meaning of
my name and, to my great surprise, I find
some things seem so familiar with the love
of what's important in my heart and mind.
Devotedly intense and known for grace-
this name says she creates unique ideas.
Productive goals fill up her time and space,
and sweet rewards abound over the years.
She loves to learn and is inquisitive,
and people like her altruistic heart.
Yet she must mind her want to do and give
does not become one's 'take for granted art'.
Creatively outgoing, made to share
and be respected- valued by her friends
for the accomplishments that she can pair
with inborn talents she with love attends.
These traits appear beneath my given name;
somehow I feel for me, they are the same.
A Volcano of Intense Feeling
rupture of ecstasy joined, then pulling apart, fierce eruption floods
8/20/2016
Contest: wonderful one liners
Sponsored by: s. grace
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
sadness and disappointment drips off
the definition of unexpected
i resisted the temptation of greater queens
because i thought you were the greatest
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
my source of proper rest is now a
waterbed full of salty sour tears
i let so many wonderful personalities pass me by
because i thought yours was the most wonderfullest
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
my brain is at a place where my body
is a mere antonym in passing
i bang my head against the wall of regret
like i have three wishes from a brick genie
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
now i must go on with this crazily
cryptic feeling like i was some sort of weird pawn
the experience of it all directly effects my everyday walk
like i now have one leg shorter than the other with the world spinning
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
i wonder where your mind was with this elaborate scheme you thought up
perhaps somewhere with your brain drenched with beer and bare
I don't know how to feel when you aren't here, my heart is so ready to burst
It's hard to picture anyone else though when you're written in there so deep
My thoughts are racing a mile a minute and my brain won't let me sleep
I don't know what this is, but you've made my heart thirst
For you, and you've got it set in it's ways, but I don't want to get out
It's not quite love but none the less, I'm stuck on you
And I don't know what any of this is about
But I'm thinking that we can make it through
Because there is nowhere else I'd rather be
Then in your heart and tucked away
Inside of you, I'd be set free
And happier than ever because just the thought of you makes me okay
I'm in the mood for something intense
whether it's just your hug, your touch, or a kiss.
I can make it as innocent as possible
or take you on a naughty trip.
Tell me how you want it
I'm begging to hear it from your lips.
I'm dangerous. I thought I'd warn you first.
I can change your whole direction and make
you go in reverse.
I see you coming towards me with a purpose.
Let me in and I'll go beneath the surface.
Audition for me. I swear the storyline and part will be worth it.
All I can think about lately is you on me, heavy breathing
and minimal clothing. So stop holding back. I'll accept
nothing less than an intensely passionate moment.
Captured
Forever Yours
Together Within You
In Love Intensely, Completely
Taken
Not everyone can live life in the “intense” mode
It taxes their emotions, and that they cannot bode
They want to be laid back and take things in their stride
So they tuck away their hearts and then run and hide
Intense people are a drain of time and energy
But if you want to see intense, take a look at me
Moments in life with emotions and thoughts are laced
Intensity kisses time, makes it sweetly paced
Sometimes my intensity…can be quite "INTENSE"
Embodiment of passion: woman with no "sense"
But look at it this way, and then you’ll get it right
Passion should be intense, anytime day or night
Think of it and imagine… that long scorching kiss
When you are pleasured, intensity you’ll not miss
Think of how you’re wanted with intense desire
Intensity makes eternal flames from fire
Intensity of thought will make you feel profound
It’s what will make you soar high...up above the ground
Intensity gives meaning to moments in time
Makes you intensely long to live in the sublime
Intense adoration will be a nat’ral thing
Love will be intense and fulfillment it will bring
Intense caressing: love making to the extreme
Desire drenched in real life and not just a dream
Intense, intense, a curse or is it a blessing sweet?
Well, I guess you’ll never know, until Eileen you meet! ;)
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Quickly came months, disintegrating years to gone.
In that way, time did alter-sway my grieving sphere.
My initial crying mainspring long ago stopped
though, at times, new tears do swell, then quietly drop.
Through grace, my hurt’s intensity calmed and altered
while my heartache’s core substance never once faltered.
Let life’s days proceed as seasons dutifully dispense
but, Daddy, know my missing you remains intense.
I want so much to tell you, long for you to know,
I am no longer an uncertain woman-girl.
With you I could now discuss matters of the world
then hug you tight, twinkle smiles and curtsy a twirl.
I wish I had snuggled into your strong shoulders
when a toddler, little girl, teen and then older
but such does not express the truth of our story,
it was not our Father-Daughter human journey.
No need, no way, no use, Daddy, for more sorry.
We no longer need heed regret’s weighted worry.
Our issues were spiritual growth intended
and love itself kept our twin silence befriended.
No longer do love-regret tears need to be wept
though I still miss you more than my joy can accept.
Ardor abated
Bodies both
Collapse
Damp
Erotic
Fulfillment
Gains giddy
High
Intense
Kiss keepers
Lingering
Melting moves
Nestle Narvana
Optimal
Passionate
Release
Sated
Touch
Unleashes
Verve vapor
Whispers wanting
Xanadu
Zees