Best Smitten Poems
You move your body
but you can’t change your mind
To many broken bits
It’s your choice to waste your time
You wish and you want
to finally be fine
Penny for thought thinking
another glass of wine
You hide behind screens
Blinded by your bliss
Nothing could be better
Than your imagined kiss
A click and a flicker
Anticipation cloud nine
It’s just a bit of fun
You want a good time
Screen upon screen
they glow while you talk
Alien cyber moments
Clicking away the digital clock
You look at the door
While praying she’ll knock
She’s your fantasy fetish
the girl on Tik Tok
The images of sexy
Lust within the machine
You wait and you want it
the very next scene
It lives in the flickers
The bits and the bytes
Mesmerizing magic
Rising to new heights
Yet the feeling is empty
So you graduate to zoom
The need for more stimulus
The desire to consume
A watcher not a toucher
Witnessing blossoms bloom
All the while just a prisoner
There trapped in your room.
SMITTEN OLD MAN
High school year book, 47
I’m not a gad looking guy –
Short hair, sport coat, tie
This remembered as I gaze across the room
She’s sitting at a table near the wall,
Lap top open, ear phones, late and all
She wears a sleeveless blouse
On a cookie now I’m nibbling,
But, my God, her arm! What’s that scribbling?
From distance the appendage looks solid black
Is she weird, some sort of voodoo?
“No, you idiot!” I laugh. “Just a tattoo.”
Through her tangled blond hair a streak of purple,
No cosmetics improve the sallow face,
Clothes, by 40s standards, a national disgrace
I’m smitten – chair seat a bed of nails,
Arthritis rebels, bony hands clutch -
This modern generation, it’s just too much!
Dave Austin
Leapin' lizards up in dem’ gizzards, something we call the creepy crawl. And her womb spew forth blasphemy, and her lips uttered deceit. Black alters in Bone orchards. Praise hell syndicate burn down this town and everyone in it. Red lights…, blood lust. Ambrosia, with her hair so fare. Clearly obvious why the gods chose her. Devourer of subtleties... Tenderest of vittles. I know at night your bones up and come to life causing mischief. All monkey minds in devil times, chatter chatter, screechhhh... All lost, no hope. And then there was you. Burn down the temple and sing. Eyes bare witness to the rise of her. Dance to the rhythms of a free will symphony. Bleed from thyn eyes,... I don't mind. Bliss bliss and heaven. Your absence is the bane of my existence.
Cheshire cat atop her throne
Leaving not to all alone
Mice long gone in fear of fight
Be still the home at rest tonight
In maker's bed aloft of pine
Beauty waits in satin fine
Soft rays dance upon her hide
Along side hope the loving bride
Rest not weary eyes once shed
In grace of dainty heros bred
Succumb to whispers sent away
Rise up strong another day
Brush off the blue strung so tight
Brave the wonders in peeked light
You are the pounding thunder in my chest,
Like a drum corps, with every word you speak.
And when I see your smile, there is true rest
And when my eyes meet yours, my knees grow weak.
There is a missing piece in every soul
Filled only by that one, sublimest love.
There are no substitutes to fill this hole
Only you, hold the place I ‘ve oft dreamt of.
Come to me beloved, entwine our hearts!
Be forever near me, spin close beside
And sew a lifetime tether from the start
That shall not fray, divinely stitched inside.
Let us live a tight-knit life, full of awe;
A three-cord bond of you and me and God.
I too am smitten,
On thy lustrous glow;
Cologne of thy juvenility,
Is so stupendous;
None can stop,
Thee strewing in ambiance,
Alluring crowd;
My boggle is,
These moments of love,
May or may not last;
May leave me in loneliness;
Will be bereft,
For thy love;
Will be shattered,
If don't stay my side;
I too am enamoured,
But scared,
If Sun sets down,
Behind the veil of moon,
© Sadashivan Nair
When across this bustling crowd
Our loving eyes hew secret tunnels
Their sweet messages to exchange
And two strangers dumb and numb with love
Suddenly want to kiss but not with their lips,
To hug but not with their arms,
And to confess love but not with their tongues
Whilst their tongues, lips, and arms shed
their numbing coats of ice—
It is just then that their flaming eyes
Must reach across the thawing ice and by one
look plant a kiss; and another a hug; and
yet another a confession.
For between smitten strangers too timid to touch,
A loving look makes the softest kiss,
A longing look the warmest hug,
And a daring look the loudest confession of love.
Though she really didn't like him
There was something in her smile
That made him forget she was so prim
But he was nonetheless beguiled
When he saw her in the store
He said a polite hello
Then he engaged her in conversation
And her eyes began to glow
When he saw that she was smitten
And purring like a kitten
He kissed her gently on the lips
By the flames of desire she was now gripped
And then he took her home
And the flames of passion blazed
All over her body his tongue did roam
And they danced to an orgasmic ballet
Then they became as one
And soon he erupted like a volcano
His lava spewing down the mountain
And to her sea it flowed
Trudging on a lonely road
In somewhat desolated and dreary mode
Stumbled upon someone ineffably enchanting
And felt the desire to espouse her, augmenting.
Ah! Her dulcet voice and ravishing charm
That pierced my heart without harm.
I told myself “Yes, I have different goals, peremptory
But to estrange this girl is incendiary”
Having a yak with her was indelible
I asked “When could be our next date? Probable?
She could’ve balked, as her schedule was awry
But she replied “Thursday, dine or a movie?”
The first haphazard kiss was something ethereal.
Oh! Nidhi, my sweetheart, do u belong to Arcadia, for real?
For the moments I spend with you render a catharsis, inexplicable
Frankly, I doubt if I could requite you with something that capable.
I don’t care about the insecurities or the tempests my love would suffer
I’ll always be with you, Love you forever.
Never could I find love commensurate to yours, for me
And I know of nothing as beautiful as your smile for me.
I’m acutely smitten by you
Mind if I bought a Persian kitten for you?
the wink of the fireflies – twilight blushing
Have I ever told you?
I was smitten with you then
when we first met.
A quiver ran down my body
by your single look.
Your fine archery
couldn't have missed the shot
as your crossbow-eyes
aimed at me
and your piercing sight
like an arrow wounded my heart
with venom of your lethal love.
I couldn't have survived
your fatal attack
if you didn't aid me
with your skilful nursing
infused with adoration.
You almost healed me
with your romantic treatment
and medicines made of love
but residue of that venom
still runs through my veins
in my blood and fills my heart
with unruly passion for you.
I was too ignorant
to know then but I know now
that I am captivated by you
and your tricks forever.
You know how to make me
suffer for your love.
You are the one to make me ill
and you are the one to cure me.
Darling, you are my malady
and you are my only remedy.
I am still smitten with you
and will be forever.
Date: 11/12/2017
by
~~~Francine Roberts~~~
for Michael Falotico's 'Eyes First Meet' contest
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magnetic blue eyes
the first thing that I noticed
... my heart was smitten
his grin was beauty
his eyes were mesmerizing
as I fell in love
eyes of sapphire blue
looked into my very soul
... they found love to share
Smitten by his every move, his every breath,
Moving towards me and I'm dumb struck, lost for words,
I intend to do nothing about it, just enjoy him,
Tempting me, seducing me, how desperately absurd,
Tasting his deliciousness, with each inhale,
Excitement, wondering if he feels it too,
Nothing can stop me from being hopelessly SMITTENED by you.
Smitten
He was smitten with love for her;
by that arrow deep and sure.
A gooey warmth between them;
filling the heart all within.
But, loves shaft, festered, stinking foul;
to gangrenous, aching howl.
Through steamy glass his love moaned;
as he stood outside alone.
Those barbs cannot be reversed;
holding fast in a soul feeling cursed.
Longing for the lost one gone,
to the breast of a different one.
Love hates separating pain;
so forgives again and again.
“Smitten”
Sanguine cheeks smiled;
His heart forever taken,
His daughter’s first smile