Best Intuition Poems
Because I love you, ensemble,
we could embezzle our happiness
A moment at a time.
Because I love you, we could grant
ourselves, experience the fullness
of love, by giving and receiving
In our everyday life.
Because I love you, ensemble,
let's feel connected to something
greater, than our own ego.
Caress our bodies, Ensemble,
We could sleep head to head,
light the flame without any shame.
Meant to be we would let go of what
wasn't meant to be, have faith
in what will be.
We could primarily dictate our now,
blow the snow steal the wind,
To ride away.
Scream.
Because I love you together,
We could dream and scream,
Light up the darkness of our world,
When resting on our bed.
Since we desire each other together,
we could ride the tide on a boat,
as husband and bride, while sleeping,
Side by side.
Because we yearn for one another,
Lets become from the very few,
To lift our souls towards a beginning,
embrace our love, as we only knew,
How our adoration grew.
Let's hold hands just stand,
entangle our bodies
Then dance to the band,
Till the music ends.
Seduce me.
November 17 2013
Therese Bacha
The heart is more than an organ.
It is the brain of intuition,
Unmuddied by superstition.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: 2019
"All Rights Reserved"
Use your foresight
And intuitive mind
To find the love
And to shine your light
Use your consciousness
To lift you up
Let your pure being
Simply take flight
And cast an brilliance
And incandescent filigree
To move yourself up
To much higher frequencies
To vibrate and to manifest
Into a light worker
That heals the rest of humanity
Through your compassionate
And kindly deeds
That are rooted in love.
Your eyes is an invitation.
To a beautiful attraction,
To a mysterious connection,
And to the feeling of passion
At first, it's not an intention
That eyes had their intersection;
But due to it's repetition
It all revealed our intention
Eye contact is our expression!
That shows our deepest emotion,
With the words we cannot mention
Do you feel the same affection?
Every time our eyes had friction,
It stops every certain action,
Including the worlds rotation,
And even the time and motion
Its my perfect intuition
Its not an imagination
Even without interaction
I know we have a connection
Wordless signs are confirmation
That we both felt an affection
We are in the same direction
A beautiful correlation
Shyness is an implication
Of the love we want to mention
Through oral communication
We will get all the solution
I want to break the diversion
Like our cold awkward connection
Cause I want a close relation
Not just classmates in this section
Converse with determination
In a span of short duration
I move without hesitation
Between us is aspiration
Your yes serves as my creation
Your no serves as my destruction
Regardless of your decision,
Loving you is my completion
If this be my last
nonviolent “Sit In” chance,
well then, “so be it!”
For “From a Birmingham Jail” contest
As life is created from her womb
Bountiful preparation is needed
Charisma, duty, and love
Develop the best care offered
Ecstatic for recording memorabilia
For such experiences occur only once
Given the opportunity to successfully grow
Home redefines as “elsewhere besides the abode”
Ill from separation
Joy still remains in the love connection
Kept in touch through messages of endearment
Life becomes more heartwarming
Mothers nurture endless dreams
*Since Mother's day is nearby, this poem is for all of the caring and devoted mothers out there!:)
-M&M
Right wants you
Love
Lord
“This is where we are,” I said, as I aimlessly threw pebbles to my left...
and my hand ripped grass, the destruction of Spring and the creation of happiness as we
gathered ourselves in the midst of nothing-to-do, my nails recovered dirt as my palms
discovered life and he
took.my.hand.
carelessly, without thought, as if it was the only thing to do...
I checked my knees for bruises and found the fading black and blue of Pennsylvania, the
pattern resembled the horizon we gazed at beyond the cliffs where my feet felt slightly
unsure and my fear of heights dared me to step one inch closer to the edge, I had watched
him and found his fearlessness to be divine as he went two inches and ignored the rocks I
had payed close attention to race to the bottom of nowhere as if to find the somewhere
that existed...
beneath us...
I gazed up into sunshine and followed the trail of Saturday clouds, dreams scattering
themselves, their shapes secrets that hid in the middle pages of picture books, and I
imagined us as my tongue spoke the wisdom of A.A. Milne and thought about the
intuitiveness of childhood, I smiled, and inched closer to his side...
“Here we are,” he sighed, slipping his hand underneath the back pocket of my favorite
tattered blue jeans, and as his fingers fumbled with the frays in my fabric, he kissed me,
once, on the lips, a Saturday quiet where only we existed in the time it took breath to
meld and touch, and settle weeks beneath skin in the slight chill of April, and I nodded
as the sky watched us and thought..
we'd make a beautiful picture book, we'd settle in the middle of a page whispering secrets
that could create the smile that spoke of youth.
Reality is a canvas
of hues and shades,
Where shadows dance
and sunlight eventually fades,
Intuition's whispers, a gentle breeze,
Revealing what
the eyes may
not yet see..
I knew I should have just walked away;
The moment I laid eyes on you I should have...
I don’t know...blocked you out
I should have seen the blaring danger sign above your head,
Should have heard my heart’s agonised screams of longing –
And I should have realised you would be the death of me
But then I guess I’m a bit funny that way;
I always seem to walk straight toward death,
I seem to throw my arms around my own destruction –
And draw it deeper and deeper inside me,
The way I did to you...
Perhaps it’s just masochism, or perhaps I find death enchanting
Well, when death looks like you, who wouldn’t?
You are so beautiful it beggars belief;
It almost hurts my eyes to look at you –
Your radiance dazzles, and causes me to trip and fall
To fall so hard my heart cracks - and bruises like an overripe peach;
And meanwhile you never even stumble
You just breeze effortlessly into my life, into my body,
Into the aching chasm of my heart,
And there you leave your mark, carving it into the living flesh...
Proclaiming me your latest conquest, your latest homicide
Christ you’ve hurt me; Christ you’ve got me good
Clasped so tight in your Judas grip you fill me to the brim with love
And then with brusque indifference you slam the door in my face
And melt into the desert sands with not even a backward glance...
And as for me – like a dumb fool I sit and watch you go
Speechless with suffering, wracked with raping pain
I know there is nothing I can do to stop you
Know it’s my fault you’re gone – if only...
If only I were prettier, funnier, purer...
If only I had never let you in
If only I had listened to my intuition and wistfully walked away....
I could have saved myself from death on that very first black day
Amor no me degas que ya no me quieres
Yo estaba pensando, sobre nosotros
Todo el noche,
Solita, aquí estoy en la cama
la luna que encanta áreas oscuras de mi cada
soñando con mis ojos abertos
Rasgones, ay como me lastima
La corazón de piedra lleno de triste preguntas
Sobrecárgueme
No puedo confesar mis sentimentos para ti
Cuando le veo en las armas de la otra muchaca
la única cosa puedo hacer ahora
esté ciego a lo que veo
Yo penso que todo, se termina así.....
I could spend hours suspended from one single
S
T
R
I
N
G
Vindicating, analyzing
Slamming the alarm clock for awakening
Silent contemplation
I will never admit, thinking
Of memories, (lleno de allegria)
I shall see you today
In the arms of another
We don’t speak
Avoiding eye contact.
You. Don’t. Exist. To. Me
He was very charismatic,
Would lend anyone a hand
Seemed very kind and caring
To all “ Such a good man”
I voiced he made me uneasy
They just didn’t understand
“Why” they questioned with surprise
“He is such a good man”
I sensed darkness about him
A coldness in his eyes
He made me uncomfortable
I could see through the disguise
I doubted and questioned my feelings
Perhaps it was me?
He was thought such a good man
Though I was unable to see
With every encounter we had
Dread I felt within
Something was not right
I just didn’t like him
It was written in the newspaper
His crimes were so ghastly
His acts so atrocious
Nothing disclosed to protect the families
“ You were right all along” they said
” How did you know?”
“ I just had a feeling in my gut”
“My intuition told me so” ……
I Was In You
I saw you today;
But as unseen
I walked past you today
But you never knew I was there.
I knew you in your heart;
But your heart didn't know mine
I tried to talk to you
But I was unheard.
I woke up to find out,
It was all a dream
I was dreaming.
Don't leave your woman's intuition on a burner in the kitchen. If you have a premonition don't regard it with suspicion. A helpful tool for those that see, this natural gift of e.s.p.
To Live, one must die;
To Control, one must yield;
To Trust, one must not ask why;
To Love, one must drop the shield.
Wisdom needs pain;
Joy needs receptivity;
Stability needs strain;
Confidence, needs humility.
True Wealth, is given to the simplistic;
True Freedom, is granted to the restrained;
True Health is given to the holistic;
True Knowledge is granted to the trained.
True happiness...True happiness?
True happiness remains unexplained...
7 March 2018