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So close your breath tingles my skin.
A transient kiss, placed on illusive lips.
I so wish, this moment would eternally exist.
Unfortunate souls bounded by love.
Two cold hands, in one glove.
Yet so far it's all a blur, this confusion I must concur.
This moment won't go in vain.
because i know, it will be a while till i dream of you again.
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I do not know?
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Stars imitating comets
be like as those explore
Make eyebrows rise for a
comet in the distance is
fishing it's tail left to right
Such a sight exploring
A thrill for adrenaline
craves another sight
As an addictive need's
such exploring
I crave more as this imitating
zone of exploring will eventually
end in this Ozone layer
The brightest star in sight
pass as the comet collides
Initiating un explored
I may see or hear Hermetic Scales
Continual for confusion
of illusions
I hold my breath to behold
another sight imitating such as
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Here we go again
Here we go again
The question of feelings confusion
No one thought something begins
May star brightens the day
Felt the need of “come what may”
Why do I feel this again?
Does familiar air persist again?
Makes my heart beats begin.
Oh! Let’s things be awaken
or let love not be forbidden
I’ve tried to stop this
As the time passes
But each denial creates
roots of it are growing
How come?
His smiles makes my heart shines
Shut myself from realities
Should I regret after saying no?
When you said, “I miss you”
And the silence respond
when you said, “ I love you”
Or should I applaud myself
for forbidding self-invasion
Rewarding for avoiding possible commotion
Until you’re out of reach,
neglecting and rejecting
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Romanticism
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ITS CRAZY HOW THINGS CHANGE
USE TO BE A LOVER BUT NOW ITS ALL GAME
LOVE HURTS BUT AT THE SAME TIME FEELS GOOD
IF I COULD HAVE HIM BACK I WOULD IF I COULD
BUT I KEEP TELLING MYSELF "LIFE GOES ON"
CANT BE WAITING AROUND FOR HIM TOO LONG
I LOVE HIM BUT THEN I HATE HIM
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT HIM
I HATE BEING CONFUSED BUT ITS APART OF LOVE
WISHING I COULD JUST THROUGH MY PROBLEMS IN THE SKY ABOVE
I MISS HIM AT TIMES I MAY ASK WHY?
WHY DID IT HAVE TO TURN OUT THIS WAY?
BUT FOREVER IN MY HEART HE WOULD STAY
WERE FRIENDS BUT I WANT SOMETHING MORE
HE HURT ME.. WHAT DO I WANT HIM FOR?
CONFUSION IS ALL I FEEL
THE LOVE I HAVE FOR HIM IS DEEP AND SO REAL!
DO I MOVE ON OR GIVE IT ANOTHER TRY?
PART OF ME SAY STAY AND THE OTHER HALF SAY BYE
DANG I HATE THE MIX EMOTIONS I HAVE INSIDE
NO ONE KNOWS I GUESS I LET IT HIDE
I KNOW HE CARE BUT MAN
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO "DAM"
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Am I good enough for you, Lord
I am made up of spirit, soul, and blood
Flesh created in your image
Out of love, you are loved
Love a child in the classroom youth
With his hands raised, raised in the air
Asking a question a simple question
Is God here
Why is a man so messed up
Bound and City's killings everywhere
Chaos and confusion my shoes don't fit anymore
To be a tuned a boy was just a boy. Now he's a man
Growing up thinking they are just toys
Food for thought for low-profit nutrition.
Devote for some and not for religion
I am made up of spirit, soul, and blood
Is there anyone in this planning on this planet
Other than you, Lord, who loves
What I believe I genuinely see
That I will one day be above it all
in the new Earth and the new heaven
Well, yes, I am good enough for you, Lord
6/4/13
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2022
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Running in circles
Chasing what I want
I’ve been searching for someone like you
I swam across an ocean of doubt
Leaped over a mountain of regret
Just to find you
I beg and plead
That they won’t come back and take you home
And the confusion never stops
You are what I need
And there are no signs of life
Without you here the entire world disappears
I’m standing on the edge of nothing
Hanging on by a thread
But I still look for you
Seeking you until you’re mine
You are the reason I still fight
The reason I’m still alive
I got a hole in my soul
And everyday it grows deeper and deeper
But you save me from myself
You drag me out alive
You pick me back up
I won’t fall this time
I close my eyes and I hold my breath
I take your hand and I hold it tight
I kiss your lips and I take it in
You know that I can't do this on my own
So when I’m still looking
I hope you’ll be searching for me too
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Epic
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Competition is weakness
Check yourself and speak to your soul
You need no confusion
Just understand your value
Develop your worth
And keep your usefulness intact
If you have a competition
Let it be with yourself
This is not a lie otherwise
You are a product of weakness
Competition is weakness
I don't need no competition
Instead I need co-operation
Instead to fight for the best
I prefer to be the best for myself
I need no approval to be better
I just need me to make me
The best version of myself
I don't want to be on your roll my friend
I am blessed with my time
So give way for togetherness instead
Of fighting for a mere champion
I have always known that my best
Competition is with my self
Cos I have grown to realize that
All we fight for we can live without them
I refuse to be a product of weakness
So take the championship and
spare me the competition
I need no weakness in my domain
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When I Seen Blood
Kiara Lebel
Bro
I yelled, BRO
Hold on we’re almost there
Breathe slow
Relax your eyes
Stay still
Pain
Don’t speak
Look into my eyes
I’m not leaving, they’re almost here
Strength
Grasp my hands
Stay close to my heart
I see the glistening in your eyes, don’t cry
Confusion
Lie back
Keep still
God won’t take you
Hesitation
And I remember you whisper “Bro I wouldn’t wanna do nothin like this with nobody else”
I seen a tear shed from you, and that’s when my chest tightened
Don’t say goodbyes, you’re gonna be okay
Lost
You’re breathing slower
You’re eyes are closing
And you’re not moving at all now
Horror
My heart is pounding, you taught me so much
Please don’t go
And the last thing you whispered was “You my lil bro, get out this life cause it ain’t for all of us.”
Dead.
Now you’re gone
I’m here with our memories, memories that are forever
When I seen blood, is when I became a soldier
Rest In Paradise, bro
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ABC
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it was in the middle of my thoughts,
when this horrible feeling whiter confusion within thee.
my arm strangled trying to reach on the admired one of the heart,
but distance remained the opportunist.
my mind tried to reach on the side of him but the nerves weakened.
I couldn't hold myself and the rain of tears showered me.
did it help to cry?
the deepest emoticons replied by showing off the sad sides
all I was able to do was to look at his technical pictures inside the palm of my hand
I tried to count the miles between us,
all I could find was an error, for the calculator had a limited memory.
even thou I felt lonely my heart still pumped fast when I think about you.
you still remained the one I could catch a grenade for
this loneliness feeling anchored more love in my veins for you
my arteries still delivered the sweet memories we have together
I knew what we hold was not of this world
all we ever dreamed off was not of a dying type.
loneliness may creep but love still holds its stand.
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In the Eden
Of my heart
As I trembled in
Your arms
While we skipped
The light Fandango
and you set
Off all alarms
Will be hurt me?
I don't care
He delights me
Heart and soul
This Eve was
On a trajectory
Of which
She lost control
In a pitiful ruse
to close the gap
I asked to
Have a dance
You said why not
And the thrill
I got made me
almost pee my pants
Then I looked you
In the eye
Like a fourteen year old
said I like you ,do you feel the same?
Though I appeared to be
a woman of about twenty three
being coy
Wasn't part of my game
With a look of
Pleased confusion
You said Hon I can
Use all the friends I can get
We laughed and
We loved for over two years
And our meeting I'll
never regret
You went on
to marry a lovely girl
Who made you a father
times three
Was widowed before
The oldest was ten
A heart wrenching
Tragedy
You have to know
There's a place just for you
Kept fresh and shiny
And clean
Though our time
Went so fast
And was not meant to last
Your the finest man I've ever seen
Love you always,
Quick Vick
Ps. Easy on the eyes as well.
In
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Quintilla
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These, cacophony that beggars descriptions
Disorder from indecent breed incubating,
Confusion of morals, the imposition of strange culture,
Filthily dressed to undress my mind,
Our teacher teaching theories of writs and wits
These promiscuous pastors parading piety with nudity
Lewd licentious and libidinous species luring laurels with drama,
These traditional priests tutoring the innocent as the skilled orthodox guru
Folly forming and fuming fire on the podium of cerebral
These gangs of immoral breeds hovering over men with enthusiasm
The sick physician administering drugs on the ignorant,
These,
A coup against Coleridge,
Wired Wordsworth,
Barron as Blakes
Shapeless Shakespeare,
With excessive deluxe paint like a red zone hawker,
These fashions clogging the pump of poetic flow
With the garbs of a seductress
Allays my feet to the "gutter-most" pit of whores
These, who feigned folly as fashion forcing Mr Flesh, to a quickie,
Teach me the lyric and lines and morals too
Inspire my curious heart in poetry and NOT the contours of shapeless show
Evoke in me a desire and arouse my intellect and NOT to lust
Induce me with scintillating lyrics and NOT to the nightmare and dreams of a succubus
Tempt my heart to scholastic loyalty and NOT to the apple of Eden
Conjure the parley of mutated minds with words
Come again to the conference in art and rags of skilled minds
I adjure you, be Natural
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I do not know?
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DOES ANYBODY HEAR HER
Under the cover
The super elegant gorgeous beauties adored,
The smiles you see day to day
That slow motion of the eyes, sparkling as they blink,
The soft tenderly touch of her hands...
But there... in the inner core,
Behind that scenes...
Cries her voice,
As she screams...
At the top of her voice!
Weeping heart tears rolling like a waterfall,
The silence is too loud she would rather be excused.
Because at every moment,
She keeps on wondering,
Wondering whether she is alone or not,
If she is worthless or invisible,
And the same question runs in her head,
She is asking herself... "does anybody hear her"
Or anyone out there who can notice her,
At least a Prince charming to cast a spelling charm on her cries,
Or a mighty hero to catch her from the waterfall
Maybe just Him for the affection!
To put an end to her fleeing,
To embrace her and comfort her
Provide a chest for her to rest her head on
Does anybody hear her ??
But as for him
He is there,
He has always been there.
Standing by her but she keeps on searching elsewhere.
Whenever he comes by she gives him the assurance by that smile, everything is okay.
Sometimes he would try but he would miss the spot.
From there he is being chased away for missing, he gets the blame for it all.
Well…
He and the hims’ have been living in confusion of how can he.
How can he hit the target by assumptions?
How can he hear her when nothing is being told,
How can he be a prince charming and know it all while he lives in reality world?
How can he be the mighty hero while all he sees is that smile and assurance that all is fine?
If only she could say a word…
Space-Poet
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Epic
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lips like wet Vagina
if am good
they talk
if am bad
they talk
they always wet
their mouth with
their spit through their
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
if i live they will talk
if I fear to live
they will talk
if I talk they will talk
if I don't talk they will talk
they love to talk
their lips are always wet
like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
on my issues their lips
remains always wet
I wonder what time they
got to waste
I guess they lake water(common sense)
that why always their
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
I write they talk
if I don't write
they can still talk
I sing my heart beat
they feel me yet they talk
if am silent they still talk
I can't here them quite
not for once in a while
they are use to talking
their lips are always wet
like a horny lady
about to hit my rod
in a high state of
talking confusion
through my sweet
wet
lips like her wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
if am brave they talk
if am calm they talk
if am proud they talk
if am humble they talk
if am intelligent they talk
if am dumb they talk
they have no holiday
their lips knows no stop time
always they are with
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
I thank God am not perfect
am happy at least am human
I got a heart and I never
want to live without my soul
my desire is not difficult
my dreams accommodates
all humanity all mankind
to live with the greatest gift
of nature of God
what more is more than a life
of peace happiness joy
in an atmosphere of love
this has been my poems
this has been my crime
this has been my opinion
yet they still talk me down
to their wet
lips like wet Vagina
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Didactic
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it's all about the right relationship you need to have with the Lord God
it's about loving Him, knowing Him and having Him in your heart
for to have God in your heart will change your behavior
to have a love for Him that you can spiritually savor
to have a peace within you like a river that runs so deep
to have a relationship with God that will make your soul weep
to love God with all your heart, all your soul and all your mind
to have a commitment with Him that will stand the test of time
Jesus was with the Pharisees as they tried to trip Him up
unaware that as the Son of Man He had a full spiritual cup
they asked which of the commands should the people most adhere
Jesus said to love the Lord God no matter who, what, when or where
it's about the right relationship that you have with the Lord
to love Him above all things and to Him always look towards
homo-religious God-seekers are we all
we know there's a higher force on whom we do call
it's the Holy Spirit in us that makes us want to worship and praise
be it God, Jesus or Allah our eyes to them will be forever raised
we are compelled to love the God who gave us life
we are urgent in our worship and glorifying of Jesus the Christ
so let the Holy Spirit remind you of where you have come from
and have a joy in your heart that's manifested by the Son
to worship Him, to glorify Him, to bow down to Him and kiss His feet
to have a love for Him so intense it makes you whole and complete
my Provider, my Battle Fighter, my Prince of Peace in a world of confusion
my Righteousness, my Ever-Present God, my Shepard in a world of disillusion
it's all about the right relationship that you have with the Lord Christ
to have a love for the Lord that prominent in every aspect of your life
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HEADLIGHTS ON DARK ROADS
Timid tentative tap on her door at midnight
as she lay expectantly in suspense and the hope
that he would defy all obstacles to prove his love
for her
Like Romeo and Juliet forbidden to date as parents
failed to understand her attraction to him- this soul
connection to his vulnerable rebellion and his love
for her
As house slept she opened French door quietly to see
his tall young body silhouetted silently as full moon
reflected his mischievous smile and tender feelings
for her
That desperately longed for embrace and then
door silently shut quietly with bare feet across
wet grass ran to ‘borrowed’- car a joy ride
for her
They kissed long and deep before he turned the key
and wordlessly he steered with unlawful expertise
as she watched his face in awe of this audacious act
for her
Bright headlights focused on gravel road intense
not a thinking or sensing danger that lay ahead
glanced at her and winked assuring protection
for her
It happened so swiftly at high speed in the glare
a rabbit raced in dazed confusion across sandy
terrain as he swerved trying to avoid a collision
for her
Brakes failed as wheels skidded and surrealism
spoke inevitable collision of metal and ground
as he desperately focused on preventing pain
for her
Consciousness returned with his desperate screams
while he pulled at her door which caved in disarray
panicked she felt warm blood on her face -- his fear
for her
Pulling her out and holding her tight reassuringly
saying everything would be alright while she felt
no pain in her shock secure in his arms and calm
for her
He carried her home to face condemnation and guilt
gazed at damaged face as she smiled through the grief
whispering “Go home!” the truth of this night never to
be revealed- protected by lies -- her eternal love gift
for him
(Non-fiction, auto-biographical experience from my youth)
© Kim van Breda—March 2014
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Vasava – An untold story 13/Many
It appeared that the rhythms of her moving steps, were effecting
Even the sound of instruments, being played over there
And the viewers were rocking and were almost unconscious
Under the magic of her enchanting dance, where
She was trying to be one, with her heart and soul’s favorite Krishna**
Spectators were in a confusion, whether they should hear
The sound of her Noopur’s** coming from her beautiful thrilling legs
Or they should watch the matchless beauty of her alluring face
The bewilderment kept on, through out the night
Till Vasava’s performances remained on the stage
The eyes of spectators were trying, not to miss the charms of her beauty
And their ears were trying not to miss any sound, coming from her Nooper’s
Which were tied up with her feet and were thrilling with her dancing steps
Everyone’s only wish and desire, in those rare moments was
The show of her heavenly beauty, must go on and on and should never end
But like every thing which starts one day, in this mortal world
The show of Vasava also came to an end, in the early morning hours of next day
And suddenly the beautiful glamour of the night, started looking dull
When Vasava took leave from her spectators, with her half smiling face
After giving them the most beautiful gift of her company to all the guests
After closing of the annual function of Vijayadesmi**
Everyone left the auditorium of the Palace
Wishing and hoping that next year only, they would again be here
To see and witness the splendid beauty of Vasava and to hear the melodies
Which would keep pouring honey, in their ears again years after years
Emperor Udiyan also left the Palace, but with a heart,
Feeling the weight of a mountain on his chest
It became difficult and more difficult, for him to forgot her face
But more difficult it was for him to accept,
That Vasava can not be possessed, even by a mighty King like Udiyan
Her thoughts and her feelings in his mind, were going higher and higher
Life the rising waves of a disturbed sea, they were splashing,
On the shores of his completely lost and disturbed mind
Causing Udiyan not to rest, for a while during the day and
Even during the next night, in which Udiyan could not sleep for a while
Ravindra
Kanpur India 4th April 2010 to continue in 14/ Many
** Two star means already explained earlier. Please see references in previous parts
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