My heart is like the Willow that Bends but never brakes it's size when summer jilts her, it sings When April wakes.
So who you come a smiling with summer in your eyes, think not your beguiling should take me by surprise. My heart's prepared for aching the moment you take wing, but not my friend for breaking while there's another spring.
So share my summer pillow, don't spare My Autumn aches, for my heart is like the Willow that bends but never breaks.
Categories:
jilts, allegory,
Form: Rhyme
When a lover
Jilts
And the universe
Tilts
Emotional traction
Is lost
And realization
That your life
Is a lie
Sweet whispers
But an illusionary trick
Keeps you bounded
With a smile
Their emotional greed
Unselfish fleshy sins
Sends your thoughts
Into a spin
Searching for
Forgiveness
In the passes
Of moral high grounds
Questioning
Questioning
Your right
To complain
If at all
Individual
We are
With our
Needs
Wants and desires
What are the chances
That two
To meet
And lock
Step by step
Kiss by kiss
Embrace by embrace
Not exceedingly high
If at all
So life
Is lonely
Love
Can be too
The realization
Completely barren
Categories:
jilts, courage,
Form: Free verse
Though sapient vision limps short,
And digs no eye into nirvana's fort;
Albeit most vivid dream’s flips stop,
Instinct excels where iffy triers flop.
And that sharper divining seer tells
Sweeter tales no deft lyricist's bells
Ever rung a one bereft of Love's ting,
Who jilts fine gold to hear a bird sing.
He needs no fumbling eye to behold
What yet lies beyond horizons’ fraud,
Nor flimsy ear's wit to sweetly divine
Blisses and nectarous lickings mine.
His are all-espying orbs steeled in hope;
Netting honeyed things before here pop
Tangible sights for showy ears and eyes
To grab and boast and stir belated sighs.
Known to him are times of lost rest
From lonely stints icily cold at best,
Thrills discerned many days before
They stir faint ears and eyes below.
Categories:
jilts, allegory, allusion, blessing, change,
Form: Rhyme
Umpteen
Demean
Sunscreen
Unseen
Umpteen jilts demean life, mind can’t share
Soul’s sunscreen shields from time’s unseen glare
August 8, 2019
Rhyme checked on RhymeZone.com
Syllable count : 2/2/2/2/9/9
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
jilts, depression, time,
Form: Tyburn
Let's love,
Live life
Pay prices
Give gifts
Climb clefts
Feel free
Join Juveniles
Whose worth
Can Clean
Filthy flaws
From faces
Of Oceans
Tearing tears.
The time to take the
Right Round rolls right
Before best builders
Whose wits wets wastes.
Make meaningful meat
Out of Other's odds:
All animals ain't
Satisfied seeing same sects.
Jump Jump
Joyful Jump
Joy jilts
not nomads
with wits.
Winners were
onces oily
lossing lossers.
Try try
Hard hard
Celebration comes.
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Categories:
jilts, allegory,
Form: Alliteration
Two windswept hearts skip a beat
beneath a broken window
Frozen footprints from ice cold feet
as if they didn't know
paint the window sill
and chill a crying crow
with a look to kill
it cries out and dies 'I told you so'
Jealousy jilts the jagged jalousie
into flickering red reflections from once upon a time long ago
Shattered glass gives way to howling winds
but will not give in to Thundersnow
Suddenly, 3am, and four right in a row
Open up thy curtain call
and feel it blow by blow by blow by blow
Thy Kingdom come burning down the hall
with barely a candle glow
While wicked wildfire walks up and down the bedroom wall
impatient as it is slow
Take a bow, thy Final Fall
Thy Kingdom come burning everything down below
Categories:
jilts, adventure, allegory, death
Form: I do not know?
Tempest tossed along lost dreams
Salted wounds in these tears stream
Flood gates washed about
Drowning amid dimensions latent, further
Within whirlpool, a limbo
Of languages ancient yet, not unknown
Aligning streaks
In saddening ire
Off a cleft
Symbolizing
A drop of broken life
Retire
Randomly inhalations
With raiment chills pillaging
From once atmosphere still
Arbitrary evicting fervent to tepid
Chasing back the last breath of jilts
And grasping out for dear air
Comprehensions of all that is
And never was, really fair
Involuntary reflexes
Merely, flex once more
In captivation of unawares
Thus, stumbles unto a now idle flesh
Of a nucleus without feeling any longer
Redefining the promises
Of the forever there
Unto the being
Organs eternally continue struggling
Among a clutching entrench
They crumble in
Collapse and give
To once, its rhythmic yearning song
Only time, beats stronger on
And soon shall counter part
In beginnings of resolve
All somewhere deep within a broken heart
Categories:
jilts, lost love, love, passion,
Form: Free verse
I can think of nothing else.
I can feel nothing else.
Nothing besides the pusling pain
Emmiting from the middle of my brain.
Is it the weather changing?
Is it my health changing?
Did I not sleep enough last night?
Or is just tension wringing it tight?
I see double of the keys,
Then one of each once more.
I can only guess these words...
I dare not look no more.
I guess the best and only cure,
Is to quit this creative allure.
And to crawl beneath my quilts,
And take leave of these throbbing jilts.
Headaches though such hindering irks,
Do possess such facinating quirks.
Just trying to locate the pain,
Takes more stratergy than any game.
Then indeed there is the question,
Of the type of ache that's made it's mention.
Round and round in circles it sends you,
Much how this poem continues.
Round and round your sulking head,
Till at last you drop into bed.
Albeit feeling like the dead.
Which is much the way it... stops.
Categories:
jilts, health
Form: Light Verse