There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit too
The space that is open is contoured to you
An afghan to cover us cozy and snug
Cuddled together, two bugs in a rug
There's room in my chair if you'd like to sit here
I won't bite, don't worry, have you no fear
But wait, just a moment, let's first set the stage
You get the lights, I'll get the shades
There's room in my chair, so much fun it will be
Nobody else babe, it's just you and me
What happens there probably here could not write
Let's remake the story though night after night
Under the seamless sky of crystalline cosmic sheen
resplendent rays of the mesmeric moon embrace you.
On the sequined waves of the stardust surge I float,
see the luster of your heart in the patina of your eyes.
My dormant desires are enticed to feel enamored
your shimmering radiance in the moonshine, I adore.
Your ballerina eyes dance to the music of longing, I listen,
the cadence fusing with the melody of my resonant heart.
The florid finery of iris flashes in your sapphire eyes,
glitters with the grandeur of fervent pearls of dainty dew.
Rhapsody ripples in the emerald meadow of my mind,
I hear entranced the concerto of your yearning heart.
In vivacious vale of my mind contoured by your charisma,
I carve an ardent conduit of rapt craving to reach you.
The fervid clouds of my pristine passion melts in a torrent,
make my love for you a cascading stream, I swim.
Flowing with the current of your captivating allure,
my enthralled emotion sails in the bracing bay of bliss,
where your love designs the lilting lattice of stars in my sky,
the shine of its enchanting tinsels I preserve in my heart.
Seething life spreads stifling smoke far and near,
clouds blurred mind with skeptic obscurity.
Beauty unseen in biased sight not clear,
morphs in mind contoured by uncertainty.
From depth of depression it’s time I steer
life’s sunk ethics, value it’s sanctity.
It’s time I leave bleak psychic scene behind,
blossom flowers in garden of my mind.
Sunburst sky’s shades I see horizon smear
on dew adorned meadow of jade grass new.
Cradled by satin leaves buds bloom to cheer,
as petals dance on crescendo of hue,
zephyr transmits the fragrance to endear,
butterflies flit on its lure, floating through.
On waves of cadence divine marvels drift,
create for me spring’s opus as His gift.
I wander across the desiccated dunes you made
in the valley of my mind, contoured by desire.
I feel deserted like the desolate sands of dune.
As you drift away unconcerned past me
beneath the mystique shroud of the stardust sheen,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss
for you to emerge out of my dream like an angel.
Your essence stays within me as an indelible image.
Dainty spring descends, drizzling in diaphanous air
the ecstasy tune with the melody of your memory.
1. Wish Somebody Would’ve Told Me
2. Love For You
3. Take Me To The Sunburst Dawn
4. Heartbroken
5. Love Laced By Lunar Lure Ephemera
6. Your Heart Is Mine
7. Bewitching Night
8. If Only I Could
9. Ecstasy Of Embrace
10. Melody Of Memory
The migratory mind indomitable,
the spirited surfer on surging waves of life,
creates the curled crests of fractured moon,
and the dark troughs of sinking fallen stars.
The swell recedes with the ebb of time,
seeking the secluded depth of the past.
The shifting sands etch the seaward footprints,
contoured as the corroding design of decay.
The time arrow finds the destined course,
seeks the serene topography beyond the shore,
away from the eroded wilderness abandoned,
where emptiness engulfs the hues of hope.
In the weed-webbed terrain deep within,
piles up the wreckage of life unlived,
turns the flushing garden to template of wasteland.
The pathway paved outside its frail fence,
waits to be walked fascinated,
reach the mesmeric meadow of tomorrow.
The innovative memory then invents
the arcane acumen of alchemy,
glitters gold in the rusted existential ruins.
Marigold blooms in the aureate junkyard
on the scrap stack of the bleak being,
with the touch of the Midas mind.
The resolute mind indomitable,
the feisty surfer on the waves of life
of curled crests with strewn fractured moon
and dark troughs of sunken stars,
recedes with the ebb of time,
looks out for the shore of the past.
The rolling sands etch seaward footprints,
contoured as the crumbling pattern of decay.
Time arrow finds the destined course
to the topography beyond the shore,
away from the eroded wilderness abandoned
where emptiness absorbs the hues of hope.
In the weed-webbed terrain deep within
piles up the wreckage of life unlived,
turning the flushing garden to wasteland.
The corridor paved outside its delicate fence,
waits to be walked spellbound
to the sanguine meadow of tomorrow.
The innovative memory invents
the arcane skill of alchemy,
glistens gold in the rusted crust of ruins.
Marigold blooms in the junkyard
on the scrap stack of desolate being,
with the touch of the Midas mind.
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings
The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with color,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
your heart becomes mine, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charisma,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream I swim.
Flowing with the current of your charismatic allure,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky,
in my heart the shine of enchanting sequins I preserve.
the
emotional
apprehended
into
experience
by
the sensual
instinctive
impulse
patterns
& recurring
contoured
shapes
open
&abstract
coelesece
the active
extrovert
with
the introspective
in
a contrasted
personality
“The suturing thread of the bejeweled hearts
may snap, the shadow of love remains ornamented”-
Quote by poet
The indelible image etched in my memory,
the tide of time couldn’t tow to the obscure sea. ,
In its shimmering shore on the satin sands of hue
I engraved ornate lattice with pearls of love for you.
The seraphic spectrum of sunburst sky’s lilting lure
contoured the radiant facsimile of my desire demure.
Our harmonic hearts took the entwined shape,
ornamented by sublime moonshine of longing drape.
I couldn't free your bejeweled ivory hands to depart
as I felt exhilaration fervently flicker in my heart,
flashing on your face like the luster of twilight,
I was consumed in the flare of craving delight.
You’re gone where your destiny has taken you,
your shadow lingers in my yearning threshold I view.
I sense your enduring aura that won’t wane soon,
embellish you with argentine glow of amorous moon.
I won’t forget that night howsoever I try abandoned,
your sequined shadow in stardust I won’t see unadorned.
I walk the last mile. I don’t know when the destined call
will come to go to God’s heavenly realm. As my eyes close
every night, I dedicate my devout flowers and my dedicated
twilight hours to Him. When I wake up, I thank Him for the
gracious gift of another new sunny day…
the dark path in light
fixed destination ordained
obscure last abode
contoured divine bay of bliss
disappeared footprints behind
BEYONG PAINTNG
perceptble
poems
rhmetically
patterned
pale
lyrical
emptied
of
the
obvious
coded
allusion
purified
byr
precision
in inverted
dreams
of
saturated
motifs
streams
of disconnected
conscouness
articulated
& dislocated
anchored
& contoured
by enigma
Let’s rhyme as if we can and could
uncaught poet's schnook traced and pushed.
Writing rhymes words fluent posed well N, good
Poet on the end of each sentence a hood and crook
mellow laden handwritten booked completed on in brook.
Seasoned autumn ledger recital pure cured pushed
Poet's words from mine breath heart felt procured.
Allured contoured letters combine words understood.
Messages misconstrued over look, only would.
Letters combined lured, cured written underfoot
Poet's charcoal signing autographed in soot
Uncaught poet rhymes schnook and pushed
Let’s rhyme as if he can and he sure could.
12/11/23
For let's rhyme Poetry Contest
Monorhyme poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
the impulse of love
in whatever form
arising within
from source
observe
how it plays
shifts colouration
as contoured by ego
without any negation
we see conditioning
mitigate the elixir
of magnetism
that heals
so we pause
cause of stupor
animating moments
with pristine uniqueness
receptive to the offering
The JOURNEY began a long time ago,
traversed meandering lone LIFE pathway
across the terrain of the ROUGH plateau,
despite distractions I didn’t ever stray.
The sun shines bright in seamless cobalt sky,
colored canvas of contoured vale in sight,
ripples of whispering breeze pass me by,
while I trace butterfly trail of delight.
IN TWILIGHT gleamed yard A SURGING STREAM flows,
faith BUILDS A BRIDGE designed by destiny.
When all the portals of time behind close,
WALK THE LAST MILE on path of ecstasy.
CROSS the bridge over THE stream-sliced ABYSS,
God will take me TO the ABODE OF BLISS.
journey of rough life
finds a stream surging with strife…
builds a bridge divine
in twilight hour cross the abyss…walk the last mile to abode of bliss
THOUGHTS
an insidious truth
this magnetic
attraction
an
accessible charm
engaging
expressions
of an inner
construct
agonising
so interesting
explicitly
embraced
yet a
paradox
capable
of curating
exaggerated
images
a
divinity.
of transformation
of innate qualities,
in an artifice
of authentic
choices
contoured
& involved
so effortless
frequently
appearing
artificial
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