Best Interwoven Poems
Place your head on my shoulder,
let it stay there
and we'll just breathe
together
in
...and... out
Inhale positivity,
exhale negativity-
Pluck the sadness from the air,
unravel that ball of worry...
We'll find that knot
that started it all,
untangle it,
and wave ribbons
in the air
We'll let those colors swirl
around each other,
we'll blend them...
then weave them
into a tapestry
that comforts us
in the end
Doesn't matter
at all
if it turns out
too short
Our lives
are full of tangles
anyway,
a lot of thread
out there...
So place your hand in mine,
let it stay there,
and we'll weave
together
...in
...and... out...
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Under the rainy sky
I walk with watery eye
I wet my self in tears
The only one I cry
My heart is something
Different now
Urging me to fly
Manipulating my
Brains
For the feelings that I write
Into the rain I smile now
The rain, to me, the wind brought
As I walk the lonely, rain filled road
As I’m trying to wear off and write a word
About the inter woven thoughts
By strand by thread
By atom by molicule
Across the universe
In my depths hides a universe of dreams and interwoven shadows,
where sirens sing ballads of longing under moonlight lost in time,
and stars fall like tears on the face of night that knows no rest,
there, in the azure darkness, I carry the burden of love like a shroud.
I shine only when night embraces my solitude with velvet arms,
reflecting the moon like a forgotten promise in the waves of passing time,
and my waves, messengers of my silent and weeping heart,
break against rocks with unspoken longing, a call without echo.
In every storm I sing my pain with the voice of unleashed wind,
in every wing of breeze I dance my unspoken sadness,
and yet no one deciphers my symphony of waters and sighs,
no one dares to penetrate the mystery of my depths.
They come, they look at me and leave, leaving only traces of passing steps,
like memories that fade at the first light of day,
I am a sanctuary of silence and desire forever unfulfilled,
a cathedral of waters where the blue angels of solitude pray.
And yet I am invisible in the blinding light of a blinded world,
that adores shining masks and rejects the naked truth of the soul,
I am too real, too wild in emotions for those who fear,
too deep in feelings for hearts of surface and shadow.
I continue to give myself without reserve to those who don't know how to receive,
to open my arms to hearts that don't know how to understand,
to offer my heart as a gift to those who don't know how to treasure it,
because I don't know how to be other than the ocean that cries and laughs.
There, in my depths, you will find the reflection of forgotten stars,
and the magic of a time when love was truth and not a mask,
when souls met in the complicit silence of the eternal sea,
and were not afraid to be what they are in their purest depths.
You wanted me pure
But we both drooled poison.
We were,
Interwoven.
Since the first eye contact..deep stroke
when you asked me to bust
.. I
Melted with you.
Earned my trust mid thrust,
eyes on me saying:
“I’m cussing inside of you”
I was a fool.
We locked deep with our mouths and we sucked out our souls.
Two fallen angels, half of one whole