Best Intriguingly Poems
Written from one's vivid imagination
Manipulation of intelligible communication
Enjoyed by lovers from every nation
Emotions from the heart that attempt to be understood
express many answers to circumstances as they should
Stimulates the sensitivity of those in the world
Intriguingly written offer knowledge
Art form of expression to inform
Some with vague meaning to enlighten one
To cause the mind to be in awe
unlimited ideas to say the least
Is food for thought better than a feast
Powerful revelations from within
Shared from the artist's heart
Some verses long many really smart
To appreciate work of clever content
A craft itself once read
For the moment will be time well spent
RELISH THE RICHNESS
luscious
notions
attempt
to demonstrate
vibrancy
touchingly subdued
original
precisely
endured
refashioned
fulsomely
in
gorgeous
desired
voluptuousness
feminine
apparent nonchalance
inhabiting
&evoking
sevelteness
semi-revealed
conscious
twinned
with entitlement
intriguingly
sensuous
stunningly
nurturing
the surreal
Sight unseen but I was still intrigued.
Mind over thinking, became fatigued.
Sultry voice, maybe I dreamed.
Someone special, prematurely gleamed.
Shared words were happily composed.
Common interests intriguingly disclosed.
Promised pictures never received,
Something to hide now perceived.
Forever a mystery, I should have guessed.
Chance to make history, now suppressed.
I write of a vision
Out of the body, alive in the spirit
It begin on a slipping bare field
Intriguingly, there is nothing to shield
A feeling of fear run through me
As the enemy approaches
A mass of fearful thoughts
As the foe runs across
Running, racing, gasping for breath
Climbing steeper slopes
Running endless races
Racing to dreadful places
For one glorious moment
It dawned on me I can fly
I can fly on wings of Angels?
Even on wings of archangels?
Then comes a voice…Echoing
Come on fly!...Come up higher!
In awe! My feet was high above the ground
This left the enemy confound
I begin to soar and to glide like an Eagle
High up am safe and secure!
High up I can reach for the stars!
High up I can reach for the mars!!
And they heard a loud voice from heaven saying to them, “Come Up Here [Higher]”. And they ascended to heaven in a cloud, and their enemies saw them [no more]. Revelation 11:12
Attractive elegance,
Oozing with appeal,
Femininely bewitching,
Evoking fragrances
Embracing beauty,
Trumpet-shaped blooms,
Slim graceful body,
Filled with mystery
Intriguingly she sends,
Messages of love,
Without words,
She speaks,
Pulsating vibrations,
Emotions of passion,
Arousing gifts for life,
Awakening the soul,
Sparking and igniting,
Desires of energy,
Exciting exuberance,
Fresh in the morning sun
Ravishingly she thirsts,
Atmosphere intensifies,
Majestic red,
Flowers.
Wendy Jae
Your so intriguingly divine,
and shivers driving up my spine.
In the long grass, I lay here still,
I imagine secrets spilled.
I shudder at the thought of me,
not ever knowing lovely you.
My head it spins out of control,
overloaded, emotional.
And just to think it's all your fault,
but I don't blame you, not at all.
I shudder at the thought of me,
not ever knowing lovely you.
My heart is jealous, it explodes,
to see you in caressing holds.
You never said that you belong
to someone else. Now who is wrong?
I shudder at the thought of me,
not ever knowing lovely you.
My thoughts, they bleed onto this page,
and you and I are sure to age.
My deepest feelings will stay fresh.
I long to be next to your flesh.
I shudder at the thought of me,
not ever knowing lovely you.
here, nestled among jungled trees
vines, leaves, ferns
antiquated ceramics and miscellany pottery
the monstrously massive
the grotesquely hilarious
the intriguingly quirky
the familiar and the surprising
dusty congregation in somnolence
indigo, cornflower yellow, bone white
a delight, a mystery
a forgotten anomaly
a skip and a hop from the nearest shopping-insipid-mall
navigate the silent corners
up the creaky stairs
between rows of pots, vases, plates and sculptures
a. veritable. treasure. trove.
whiling away a rainy afternoon
enchanted, entranced
lost, and happily so.
Peering back through this blurred lens' scope across time
Two grieving widows cast amid despair; eleven children lost
Or better stripped, their lives; robbed of a father's love: poignant
Cutting at these edges; still frames in black and white ? Two brothers
Somewhat young where one had already died time's tides; intriguingly ironic
Considering the possibilities could you turn such hands: be as ghost entombed tears
Aneath shattered dreams their veil ?
here, nestled among jungled trees
vines, leaves, ferns
antiquated ceramics and miscellany pottery
the monstrously massive
the grotesquely hilarious
the intriguingly quirky
the familiar and the surprising
dusty congregation in somnolence
indigo, cornflower yellow, bone white
a delight, a mystery
a forgotten anomaly
a skip and a hop from the nearest shopping-insipid-mall
navigate the silent corners
up the creaky stairs
between rows of pots, vases, plates and sculptures
a. veritable. treasure. trove.
whiling away a rainy afternoon
enchanted, entranced
lost, and happily so.
Rainbow suave sky soars the aliferous,
swarms as life bores a chance of existence,
so the geckos take without resistance,
for there are those who find them delicious.
They're unorganized, but there are plenty,
great variety hails many choices,
of shades, tints, hues, much to share, tiny moists'
plus small, big, quick, stealth, and there's shadowy.
Intriguingly, there are guides for caring,
them itsy, creeps, bitsy, crawling critters!
Confidence too close for comfort, --jitters!
Neighbors donned smiles, objectively sharing.
Save for a few pets, that's very lucky,
most times people just see them as yucky.
I’ve seen them many times before
just outside my back porch door,
dancing ‘round from high to low
‘round and ‘round and “Doe-See-Doe.”
On glittering, gossamer, ghost like wings
flickering like hummingbirds in the spring,
yet smaller still to stalk their prey
of beasty bugs far less than they.
From water born, transformed larvae
shedding, molting 'til set free,
into the world of earth, sky, winds
where nature abounds for all of them…
Dragonflies and damselflies
all-seeing through their moon sized eyes,
peripherally and all around
for what they seek, from sky to ground.
But never had I had the chance
to watch a hundred of them dance,
together like children come what may
around scented flowers yesterday.
A swarm of these I had never seen
like something from an “Alice in Wonderland” dream,
materialized to entertain
and wash away all anguish, pain.
Dipping, zipping, unremitting, like electrons flow
then hovering ‘round like a magic show,
with others landing on wildflowers and lilac leaves,
until wisping off again into the beauteous breeze.
Dissolving into clear, thin air
as if any thought at all was ever there, leaving me
holding them intriguingly revered
for as quickly as they arrived, they disappeared.
Siege by time subdued by repetition. Echoes of Enchantment calling through the sub waves of sub conscience. Opposition inside intuition all the while oblivious in walls of time. The absurd undertones of life, is just a chaos formula with calculations of perfection. With controlled slide inside the wasteland. Intriguingly feeding the f*cking disease by fixated eyes of the observer. Directed by expressions of dementia. Troubadour direct and to find a relentless combination of words. Another coordinated family born and joined beside one another again. As everlasting as the universe. Love's stronger diamonds, loyalty living on just like a Viking love living through eons of rebirth. As everlasting as the universe expressions direct dimensions from dementia defined by intentionally designed by the emotive one.
Seductively!
She invites,
Tantalizingly,
She beckons,
Intriguingly,
Her lips seduce,
Excitement,
Romancing the air,
Mesmerizing,
Kisses,
Breathing,
Fragrances,
Calling her suitors,
Into her beauty
Capturing their hearts,
Imprisoning their souls,
Hypnotising,
And fascinating,
All who gaze,
Upon her.
15/02/2016
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unbridled
so beguiling
absorbed
as thoughts
to inspire
for guidance
to take flight
that disrupts
& rising
to the surface
in
retrospective
imagined
pleasure
so
infectious
&
intriguingly
interpretated
improvise an
iteration
to contemplate
intact
in
visual expression
Why do I hate myself, my life overall
It seems as if happiness was my first downfall
Then pain and criticism seemed to follow
Is it possible for a man’s heart to be so hollow
My vales shallow, my dreams long gone
Since my birth date my life has never seen the sun
Never known the meaning of fun, or the true meaning of my being alive
If I want to live is what I’m trying to decide
All my life I have denied, these feelings of insecurity
Intriguingly, I can always seem to find
Someone who: thinks I'm special, so truly divine
And I always wonder how you could love a face like mine
But I live my life afraid and ashamed
Disgraced at how I look, even how my body’s framed
It’s as if I was trained, to find the negative in all
Never do I have anything positive to recall
For my mind is full of hate and my heart full of shame
There is no one but myself to blame
Because when I search in my soul all I seem to find
Is a young man’s life running out of time