Best Magnetic Poems
- - The way we were
in poetic form, underlined and understood,
unlaced and then,
exposed –
Like chapters taken from the vertebral column
reality now realizes the connection
I am curious
how the glossary of you can still remain:
untouched,
unexplained
. . The illustration being plain . .
Who knows
your definition
when,
Incomprehensible is the selection
_______
Pull me in
again,
to the way we were
The electricity between you and me,
is Magnetic
an uncontrollable sensation,
Quite Mysterious
________
You wonder:
While I am bare and unaware
Will tracing space, aligning lace back in its place,
. . the vocabulary of me . .
Somehow
bind,
your section
to mine
To the way we were,
in poetic form
Together - -
We are underlined and understood,
unlaced and
exposed –
Reality now realizes the connection
_________________
~ Just a little scribble ~
In the serene solitude of your slumbers,
You’ll dream of me forever and ever.
For there, with my enigmatical looks,
I’ve been haunting you
From the first day you’ve seen me.
You have so often wondered at that look
that draws you to look so intently in my eyes.
I see you watching in the shade
Of that lovely gazebo in the garden.
You try to focus on my soulful eyes,
I notice your intense use
Of your make-ups of your black dark eyelashes,
Yet it is that exquisite pearl necklace that I love.
It draws all your wanton attention.
You look at a large diamond ring
Flashing it in the filtering sunbeams.
Oh stop looking at these gaudy trifles
Nor must you concern yourself about me.
Just look into my mesmerizing eyes.
Concentrate on my face all lit up,
Admire the light on my sweet kissing lips,
And don’t dare compare them
To that aloof Mona Lisa’s smile.
One day, when I’ll come to you
In the serene solitude of your slumbers,
And I’ll show you how a kiss should be.
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you love” - Rumi
Our hearts are drawn mysteriously
attracted to a force field
by a powerful magnetic pull
we often know not why ~
feels like it’s just meant to be.
Hushed calls from deep within
to reach out and connect.
Be it to a soul or trinket,
will not take no for an answer.
It calls out to us most insistent
like the future holding open a door
or fate working its magic.
We’re made to feel like the tides
gently pulled one way then the other.
That’s our soul leaning towards its wants
~ telling us in not so many words
the path we are meant to follow.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on October 26, 2025 for contest RUMI QUOTES sponsored by SOTTO POET - RANKED 3RD
and January 12, 2026 for contest YOUR LOVE PULLS ME sponsored by ANOUCHEKA GANDAGISSOON - HONORABLE MENTION
Two magnets on the table lying cold and still,
Having much potential, doing good or ill.
When magnets attract each other, posts tightly bond.
Reversed, repel by the same phenomenon.
We too have potential; our influence reaching out
To our needy neighbors, suffering from doubt.
We also have ability, by equal force betray,
Our closed hearts repelling, turning them away.
By casual observation, persons looking on,
May miss the great sensation of reaching far beyond.
May our vast potential be magnetized for good,
Using our abilities that all good neighbors should.
"Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.
Love worketh no ill to his neighbor." Romans 13:9,10 KJV
Interlocked feelings
no room for asunder
unmasked emotions.
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A while in your arms
like inside a honey well
milky sweet yearnings.
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Full joy to the brim
thy sweet cravenly bosom
forever waiting.
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By: Charles melody, (lightning ink).
first taste of life-- mother's milk
feather soars from owl in open air
Your touch stopped me in my tracks,
It wasn't based on physical means.
A strong pull that I felt to the max,
I questioned it; we were just teens.
When you said “ I Do” to another girl,
I started to doubt what we had.
A year later, you’d have a son Earl.
Instead of being angry, I was glad.
Our paths crossed many years later,
The pull was still stronger than ever.
But I found out you weren't a dater.
Bad break up and you vowed never.
My heart was all in; I knew the truth,
Eventually, you surrendered to love.
Our bond transpired in our youth,
It's a special gift from up above.
Alexis Y.
03/05/2021
water trinkles downstream
as tinsel on a christmas tree
"The Magnetic"
Scarlet
pulls you covert in
now undercover
no need for
stilettos
the undertow
flows upwards
raising stakes
and ropes
for a second coming
off-red lets go
indigo glows
above the waterline
diamonds sharp
watch us, and we
we are read
the magnetic
electric
draws us home
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“Undertow” (Spooky Remix) /Lush
https://youtu.be/SfDhwQAov2E
white lily sings in multitudes
From stiletto heels to flashy coiffures
whether in braids, crochets or something new
They never ceased to shimmer in view
and there, there, these beauts I see...
Three dames and a half
all beautiful and plum
But the half,
has a way with the heart
With rosy cheeks the red
of cherry bubble gum
She upturns every frown
and splits tears apart
And if you stare gently
and also listen close
Then luckily you will
lose yourself in her smiling gaze
...And all your troubles too.
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Inspired by: Little Magneta
& the Cuddly One too
I can feel the reverberations in my mind
but I have to ask why were holding ourselves behind
is it the magnetic, holding us all in line
or the electro part, not waving his sign
could it be us, the corporate mentality
the me, me, me that just wont let us be
the rise against, the cognitive of free
the closed mind, that just wont let us see
we need to open up, rise beyond binarality
stand under the in depth, of broken symmetry
the cause and effect, of our reality
for space is time, and time is relativity
the vacuum of space and infinite energy
spiraling down, to increase conductivity
will ever expand upon diversity
approaching what some, may call divinity
its the the creator, of the here and now
the reason why, were all able to ask how
its breathes life, into all that may allow
creating mass, without a solemn vow
and what it looks like, a drop of water on the pond
an ever flowing ripple of what made it belong
a frequency, made up of the short and long
carrying more insight, than sound within a song
its the meaning of life, traveling at the speed of light
its beautiful, crashing into the insight
its every life lost, trying to push us all to right
its the impulse, that causes fight or flight
its God's tree that Adam ate from long ago
light-years beyond, your average pony show
its the accumulation of every vice you seem to know
it might even be the reason that poetry seems to flow
its invisible, yet right before your very eye
its stability, and yet it seems to lie
its the reason, everyone seems to ask why
and it exists in you even after you die
If to l o v e you
must I find
cosmic keys
let wisteria words
unlock the
ethereal gates~
to dream within
the celestial warmth
of your
amorous arms
to taste phrases
fragranced with
crystal amber
lunar drops …
and to breathe
p e a c e
must I swallow
petrichor memories
resting on
poisoned petals
as this love is
a murky mirage
of white
oleander wishes
and I forever dwell
in the aftermath of
what once was written
as
t i m e l e s s romance …
but can the
distance between
twinkling topaz stars
trace the
magnetic map
to your hibiscus heart
where sky spills
no blemished rhymes
and the wind
sings not of scars?
perhaps the moon
and
astral flares
shall sync
with
peridot waves~
to serenade serenity
resting amidst
pensive silence. ..
The romance with admiration
Can be alluring, so intoxicating
And no human being can resist a taste
From its cup of sweetness