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Oh what misery!
The heart-
an indigent and feral beast
kept in lock down
in an inner cage
for my own good
What treachery dwells
within that creature!
It's wiles,
it's devious nature
eludes my control
and entices me
to act on
base instincts...
that leave me
in want of spirit,
disillusioned...
My awakening to
sensual pleasures
enraptures me...
I am left smitten
and imprisoned
to desire
So now...I ask
who is the slave
and who is the master?
The yearning for
carnality overwhelms...
my conscience is
frozen solid...
immobile
with nothing to mediate
debauched desires
I spin into
delirium...
wholly lost in
the unholy
oblivion of reality
I consecrate
my mind,
and I submit
to His will...
however,
I tread on
the edge
of a delicate
imbalance-
Obtuse
to the destruction
that
pummels my will
and dedication
me,
now a willing
participant of
egregious sin
I wallow
in self-pity
Oh, what misery!
Sample for my 8 word challenge contest
John Derek Hamilton
August 14,2019
Saved me with your love
When this crazy world, just don't make sense,
And the daggers wound without pretense,
You came running in my defense,
and saved me with your love
As the cool breeze rushes through the trees,
and whispers rustle through the leaves,
Your hushed serenity enraptures me,
and I can't get enough
It's been so long since you have felt the touch,
of an empathetic helping hand
Your raging misery, has cost too much, but
unitedly we'll make our stand
The weeping willow sheds a tear for you,
and green grass glistens with the morning dew
These precious moments are too far and few,
let's savor everyone!
Together sheltered here in love's cocoon,
we will find our treasured peace
Dropping our anchors in new love's lagoon,
that's when our cares will be released
Happiness is found when we pay the price,
and we're both willing to sacrifice,
We will spend our lives in paradise,
sharing...our precious love.
John Derek Hamilton
July 22,2019
There she sits upon that boulder day after sorrowful day, reading a book about fairytales and dreaming of maybe one day
Her beautiful hair reaches down to her perch upon that seat, and there she reads of a prince that comes and his promises that he did keep
She sits all alone in her long, withering, white dress that falls to her feet, and she desperately hopes that when she looks up it’s his face she will see
The face of the one that enraptures her dreams when she rests her head at night, the face of the one that she has loved for always and will for all of time
She remembers nights of lying in his arms, in the vicinity of this boulder that she now inhabits with her book of dreams, and she recalls catching fireflies in her hands underneath the moonlight’s beams
She loved the way they would glow against the palm of her delicate hands, and she remembers the way he would whisper into her ear sweet nothings about his grandeur plans
He brought her to this fairytale world, the one that she reads about every day, until the fireflies caught a glimpse of the sunlight and went back to their hiding place
He too was swept away on the whispers of the wind, and there she was left all to herself to dream of what could have been
So, she sits here until the stars come out to make their appearance known, to be seen, and she closes her book of fairytales and stops believing that they could be
She awaits the arrival of the fireflies as they start to scatter and dance across the wispy grass, and there she abandons her book, left lying open for the next dreamer to look upon and hopefully find their love that lasts.
Neither in a reclusive nor in restricted,
Close to the wind, whispers of love sail,
For want of a dialect with the beloved,
Impatient soul feeds on the holy grail !
His every look deep into my eyes,
Takes my breath, I heave a sigh,
Drumming beats echo heart to heart,
A music subtle yet melts the stars !
I find my soul dook in moonlight ,
Vivid thoughts put up a constant fight,
Create an aura around that enraptures,
Whispers of love go beyond capture !!
Written by Dr. Upma A. Sharma
On 8/4/14
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Dare you look away, my love?
Could my gaze cause you pain?
Your haunting voice enraptures me,
so how can I stay sane?
I drink deeply of the sight,
your face, so warm, so fair.
And how I wish to kiss you,
run my fingers through your hair.
You may say in your sweet song,
that you know me not so well.
Perhaps, but one need not but glance,
to fall beneath your spell.
And for my heart, alone, I ought,
to bring you flowers fair.
And for my heart, alone, I ought,
to ignore my halt and scare.
So much, always, to consider.
So much to weigh in turn.
The ever-question: how much can I,
ply your heart to burn?
You will feel my gaze, I fear,
for your voice is my heart's bread.
Wordless, ever, we might be,
though so much might be said.
Written early Easter morning
1 April 2018
I really do love the land of France
but especially along the Riviera coast
where it's so beautiful and lovely
it's an area one can really boast
Many artists spend there lots of time
such colourful scenes to feast upon
stroking their brushes so skillfully
the colours shine from dusk to dawn
So much peace for one to experience
all anxieties just slowly fade away
take in its remarkable calming effect
this is where you wish you could stay
Ultimately the sunshine loves it too
for it stays there most of the year
beaming down on its golden sand
stay there tanning you so very dear
I haven't mentioned any of its places
all so lovely really so many to mention
the calming influences that draw you there
such beauty enraptures your full attention
Could someone take me out of the darkness?
Hopelessness enraptures my mind again...
I'm sitting on this bench...thinking regret
I'm just.......
Drifting away
There's so much to learn out there
Somewhere in the abyss,
There must be a rope of hope...
Hanging and circling rapidly
The dreads of life kill me at times
The stresses of life suffocate me...I hear the bell's chimes
I just pass by like a stranger...
Trapped in a bottomless chamber of loneliness
Hopefully, I'm making some progress
Could someone carry me into the light?
I'm in a darksome pit...I scream
I scream for help
I yelp
About a million times...
I haven't committed that many crimes
Hope shimmers in God's mind
Do you mind if I ponder a bit?
I must.......
Walk that narrow path
There's so many things to stumble upon
Out there...somewhere beyond sight
But, I write day and night...
The things I write sometimes even gives me a fright
I could get through the dreads of life
You're as helpful as a trustworthy friend, God
Why must my mind submit to the shadows of every day life?
I should be...walking that road of recovery
Do you mind if I walk that road....alone?
The stars both numb and inspire,
awe either enraptures or terrifies.
The word ‘infinite’ becomes a conjectural sum
to be defined by pundits in bow ties
and star-crazed, white coated messiahs.
Tilt your head back on a cloudless night
feel the cold mathematical anesthesia
of the infinitesimal, not anything fathomable,
not even a reckoning in an unsolvable puzzle;
a nonplus that breeds only more numbers
until like a train calculations runs out of rails
to travel upon.
Each mental abacus
must be pre-set for incomprehension
and that beyond the tyranny of numbers
we can, in the end, count only ourselves in
and that is by no-means certain.
Love indeed is a many splendoured thing
to know this you've got to believe
so you're heart has real tingle inside
makes your lover always want to cleave
Look at these two lovers holding hands
they have no other thoughts in their mind
their eyes are only set on each other
having no sight in view being blind
He picks a flower from nearby bushes
for she to him is his fragrent flower
Her scent enraptures him forever full
every day passes as if like an hour
She smells it held in her hand
takes her to her heavenly dreamland
thinking only sweet thoughts of love
fills her mind with music from her band
They then go back to hotel room
holding each other tight not letting go
lips softly touch passions aroused
legs entangled as feelings all in flow
Their bodies in tune with each other
nothing held back practically in rhyme
fervent their desires forever aglow
believing in love all of the time
(Dedication: For all mothers everywhere.)
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A girl becomes a woman
On a life journey path
Life unfolds a love affair
Fate ushers a soul mate
Woman and man conjure
To journey side by side
Destiny and fate stage bliss
Love enraptures dreams
Now for the first time:
A child and a mother
First time mother
Holds first time child
First time father discovers
A brand new family circle
For mother is truly everything
In this our life:
Mother nurtures our being
Flesh from her kind flesh
Nurtures an inner astronaut
In her loving, living womb
Then birthing a new-born baby
Cradled in her fond embrace
Fortifying our well-being
With her nectar of love
Mother brings comfort in sorrow
Consolation in our grieving
So forgiving of our mistakes
So forgetting of our errors
Happiness in our success
Pure joy in our achievement
Mother is the unending dawn
Of love in being and becoming
Mother is the warm sunshine
That never sets on our days
Mother is everything
In this life of wonder
Because a mother gives us life
The ultimate gift in full measure
Mother is truly God's miracle
Manifest in human form
For this timeless blessing
Our heart and soul can only say:
Thank You
Dear mother for everything
As a token of our forever debt:
"Happy Mother's Day Mummy!"
Leon Enriquez
15 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT