Best Souls Poems
Her brush strokes sorrow upon her canvas,
as oils drip with sadness.
He captures images of silent spirits,
drifting in blackness.
In her black and white world,
her fingers weep with grief stricken strings.
He inks poems cleansing his eyes,
metaphors veil words his heart sings.
In darkness their cries are like wolves,
madly howling at the moon.
They follow the stars, till light kills their dreams,
hopes burst like a balloon.
Morning flowers bring no joy,
all they see is a garden full of weeds.
Storms bring melancholic melodies,
it's too cold to plant new seeds.
A blank canvas, an empty page,
yearn for the return of the muse.
Dusty piano, closed camera,
have no motive to amuse.
When an artist's world lacks colour,
absence means a premature end.
Wounded souls view life with closed minds,
slaying their soul's creative friend.
Silent One
Simple Musing
29 September 2019
I fear as I drip my word
Teardrops would be overheard
No verse shall set its rhythm or whine
I dread my anguish is seen as I rhyme
Whatever deep into my soul unable to mute
I wholly surrender to the magic of the flute
To bring the sublime into the mundane is insane
My world of poetry, in your glossary no word for strain
Blind to the divine truth we wander astray
Tempted by sick feelings we fall an easy prey
Of all the stages, one and only age
When the Self falls into the clutches of rage
Granted is the time to ponder and reap
What is sown of seeds of wonder so deep
I’m not the wise of these keywords beauty
Just an ardent learner of Mother Nature’s bounty
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Hope inside shall reside
Faith can stand the whole ride
Pain to the word would subside
Brave hearts survive emotions tide
Retired souls in rhyme confide.
I believe in twin souls,
not soulmate a twin has a
connection that can
never be broken....
Lasting through all
lifetimes
They just fit and
belong together....
You can't fight the
pull you two share....
You will know when your
twin soul is near, because
the souls cry out to each
other when they feel the
others energy....
As if a part of yourself
had been laying dormant
until they awaken each
other and instantly there is a
magnetic pull between the two
They will beckon to each other
compelling you to reach out.....
You hope the other can feel it too,
so you approach cautiously....
testing to see If they do
and you talk....
You will be amazed at the
things you two have In common....
Things that seemed unimportant
before now you see it's all part
of your connection you share....
There is always a chance
you two met too soon
and the other body has other
obligations and you cannot
fault them or perhaps
they were
not ready yet.....
You see it's ok at least
you have
just realized you have
one waiting
You have made it past
the worst part ......
You now know what has
always been missing......
Now you can stop spending
life looking for a soulmate
when that is
not what is greatest....
Twin souls belong together
and if this lifetime wasnt
right then in the next one....
But until that time comes to be.....
they are who you long for...
Who you dream of....
Who you long to hold you
tight within their embrace...
They are who you associate
true happiness with....
Your true mate.....
Your true twin.....
Your perfect fit in every lifetime.......
They are your true twin soul.....
YOUR ONE TRUE LOVE......
Another old one
Two worlds come together
As sweet music flows gently
leads into a different zone
One circle of a heartbeat skips
A single moment our life changed forever
Paradise simply exists golden delicious
Hidden from this world one bounty feast
Life every ounce trusting one promise living
Although at times some tears may drip
Colors kissing love inside a mist
Passion spreads warm fine spun gold
With you fate decides destinies call
No distance can prevail
In your beauty of understanding
You're viewing the second half of my soul
A dream of the truest form develops pure
Under the bright moonlight beam
wings grow tender feelings fly high emotions
As fate determines what is meant to be will be
Within sweet sounds of joy
Happiness blooms inside diamond shining light
Laughter rings out the bells echo deeply
It's called true love in you
Where trumpets rejoice finding heaven
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 03.10.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
a
bell tolls
for two souls
crimson red
with passion
they started
at opposite ends
at full-throttle speed
racing to meet halfway
on the rendezvous rubicon
then they collided exploding
into
ONE
Date written and posted: 10/23/2016
Naked souls...
Find in each other a kindred spirit
That speaks divinely, without words.
Auras coalesce in euphoric passions
Warming hearts and bodies
That rise to ethereal heights.
Sentient beings aware of the gift
Love employs to infinite degrees,
Valuing the depths of harmonic harmony.
Let sunrise penetrate its heavenly hues
In veneration of nature connecting
With the psyche, intuitive of karmic
Laws in recompense of past regrets.
Unveil the opaque shrouds that keep
Truth occult by delivering the naked soul.
1-6-18
As we walk along the beach on a moonlit night
I reach for your hand and grasp it
feeling our pulse pounding together
I stop and turn toward you gazing into your eyes
And what I saw travels deep into my soul
Our minds connect together knowing what we wanted
My lips gently touch yours our very first kiss
Softly and tenderly blending our lips together
Produce a wetness like rain from stormy weather
My tongue slowly moves inside
while caressing your lips tenderly
Our bodies start moving like a slow moving raft at sea
Slowly as the storm approaches land
It feels like I am in a raft lost out at sea
But then as the storm moves closer
The waves are moving faster toward land
Pounding and pounding the ocean seas
I can feel the water flowing into the raft
Then lightning hits our raft
Like an explosion out at sea
Then thunder roars out from your mouth
Like the sound of a lions roaring would be
As the sea slowly calms down
The look in your eyes tells this story
Of two lost souls lost out at sea
That came together in harmony
Essence melancholic bemoans, echoing soul’s doleful cry
When clamors of unrequited love, earnestly amplify,
Bruised yearnings of deep desires, as lovelorn heart sighs,
For the longings of shattered passions, tearing her eyes.
Deep feelings of emptiness, no longer can she bear,
Burning with intensity, as wistful flames of rejection flare,
From the void of emotions, from sinful, loveless affair,
Bawling now in frustration, blaring anguish of despair.
Soul grieves for love elusive, she believed to be true,
The kind that blossoms hearts; and doting minds woo,
Alas! It was a tantalizing allure, irrevocably gone askew,
An illusion, alike gems, refracting from morning dew.
Soul rises from abandonment, escaping abyss of grief,
Deploying enlightenment, vying calm of ethereal relief,
As cohesion and congruity reconnect to angelic bliss,
Releasing negative feelings, rekindling love-vibes amiss.
Spirits reinvigorated emerge from dreaded goodbye
As soul’s insight redirects influence of love drifting awry,
Exiting barren desert, to find oasis on the other side,
Entrusting mystique of love, passions romantic confide.
How many souls live on the edge,
Between the gutter and the ledge?
A hopeless fear crawls in their gut,
Each day, another endless rut.
The moments pass profoundly slow
Sad, bitter winds are all that blow.
A man lay huddled near the bin
Hoping death will take him in.
Frozen tears, on wrinkled cheeks
Frostbitten ears, and shoes that leak.
His mind forgets the games of tag,
Old Crockett's hill, where down they'd slide.
A summer rain, the puddles deep
Out catchin' toads, to tame and keep.
His life began with dimpled cheeks,
Red tousled hair, and hide 'n seek.
A tough old Dad who tricked and teased
A pretty Mom who smiled with ease.
They had a farm with fields of hay
A few old hogs, and bills to pay.
One summer day, the sky turned black.
A howling wind brought down their shack.
Dad sold the hogs, and cut the hay.
The farm was lost, we drove away.
The next two years were grim and lean.
Dad broke his back, to feed us beans.
When winter came our food ran out.
We found old Dad hung by a rope.
Without poor Dad, no food or fire;
Mom took my hand, the day was dire.
The Sister's face looked mean and sour.
I thought of Mom most every hour.
They scrubbed my back until it bled.
cut off my hair, then I got fed.
'Twas many years before I left,
My Mom had died a tragic death.
Now all alone, I lived and slept.
I begged for food, and sometimes wept.
A life of days and endless woe,
Now time is dead, and death too slow.
As you walk by those 'homeless freaks'
Remember me, with dimpled cheeks.
Who am I to take her innocence.
To caress her untouched virgin fibers.
This is not a negative connotation of lust,
it's an intimate overtone to show affection.
I tell my heart to be patient,
yet it irks from the rub of lingering
and it's flustered - feeling lost,
as tomorrow has no guarantee,
but she lives in a fantasy of dreams,
where her mind paints a different reality.
Art of the heart is not so simple -
in our predicament of sensibility
and it would be selfish
to convince her to stay,
but tragic to let her leave
and then she tells me how
she cant live without me,
so we remain helpless,
two souls on two different shores -
content with being lost at sea.
Simple Musing
Silent One
30 October 2019
come here my dear
sky is so clear
lets stay right here
keep our hearts near
i'll hold your hand
so strong we'll stand
i'll hold you tight
guard like a knight
gone is the rain
so has the pain
look at those eyes
there's no more cries
moon wipes your tears
clouds take your fears
look how stars charm
keep you from harm
my love lets dance
soul's in a trance
found love at last
my heart beats fast
soul feels a spark
lights up the dark
as our lips kiss
feels like pure bliss
when the morn comes
sun plays his drums
hear the birds sing
what joy they bring
at peace we lay
such a grand day
my mind feels tame
found my twin flame
Silent One
Simple Musing
19 January 2018
An experiment poem with four words on each line, all which are one syllable.
don't let our coupling bodies
be the uncoupling of souls
don't let what's tried and true
then attempt to fan the coals
perfunctory caresses
meant to bring desired gain
when not infused with love
will only serve up pain
don't kiss with bated fervor
just to tick it off the list
then whisper well known phrases
as you search for what you've missed
Don't love my naked body
and ignore my naked mind
for my body only yields
when our souls are intertwined
Don't let our merging bodies
make spectators of our souls
if passion will not bind
soul and body, we're not whole
So love my inner woman
seek to find her hidden need
when you've brought her soul to life
on love's pleasures you can feed
Our spirits and our bodies
both were made to intertwine
for you know that I am yours
just as surely you are mine
Eileen Manassian
Not all poets are kindred souls
That theory is full of holes
For a few, poetry extols
Different goals Different goals
Words guided by what's in our hearts
Wanderlusts or humorous thoughts
I value artful counterparts
I don't hurl darts I don't hurl darts
Don't point fingers of shame at me
I treat no one with treachery
and I don't act like a queen bee
Hypocrisy Hypocrisy
Don't harm poets with pen or knife
If you're unhappy with your life
Why are you filled with angst and strife
Like Barney Fife Like Barney Fife
Sadness is a depressing trait
A mood that might simply abate
If you stop whining... mitigate
No need for hate No need for hate
I'm not part of a gang or pack
My friends and I do not attack
We have not stabbed you in the back
Disgruntled flack Disgruntled flack
Take screenshots like a bombardier
We've no need to tremble in fear
You've no reason to shed a tear
Now is that clear? Now is that clear?
With poisoned seeds of malice sown
Repeated complaints you bemoan
A cawing crow you now are known
Contentious prone Contentious prone
Broken fences will never mend
With a mindset that will not bend
Into those depths I'll not descend
I will transcend I will transcend
I'll write no more and waste my time
On one who thinks her views sublime
I will choose a healthier clime
To write in rhyme To write in rhyme
"Love Crucifies"
I have you pinned
butterfly
all your colours
spreading
naked underneath
submission whispers
submission speaks
hands encircle
your wrists
arms open
outstretched
beckoning
beseeching
my heart
on your
drum beating
chest
Love Crucifies
Love Liberates
We transfer souls
We kiss
Love Liberates
Love Crucifies
une petite mort à tout prix
Just like this
Love Crucifies
Love Liberates
We transfer souls
create
Light
une petite mort à tout prix
Just like this
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Everywhen" / Massive Attack
https://youtu.be/nMGF9_aSdC8
Lyrics:
https://genius.com/Massive-attack-everywhen-lyrics
Souls travel, that’s the fact
You can’t deny or skip
It’s like unconscious act
But only way more deep
Some places of this planet
We never thought to check
Souls easily inhabit
And some cannot get back
We can be born in places
That weren’t meant for us
Life’s random in such cases
Another life we trust
I bet we’re living through
Another time and space
I sought my soul for you
To see it in your face
We cannot quite correct it
Just like the shoals of fish
Souls travel, when connected
Drawn by the shared wish.