Long Hidden message Poems
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She stands on the lamppost
as if the world below
were only a rumor,
her cabaret silks
fluttering like thoughts
she hasn’t confessed.
The moon leans down,
slow and luminous,
a face she’s loved
from too far away.
Tonight she kisses it~
not to claim it,
but to prove
that longing
can be brave.
Her umbrella hangs
like a question
she no longer needs.
Her top hat tilts
toward possibility.
And the lamppost,
that thin spine of earth,
holds her steady
as she chooses wonder
over gravity.
Some say she’s foolish.
Some say she’s dreaming.
But Pierrot knows
the hidden message:
the heart climbs
where logic won’t,
and sometimes
the impossible
is simply waiting
for someone
to touch it.
A poet’s deliberation; to place the words between the lines
Something sacrilegious; in their attempt to blow our minds
Playing games with metaphors to test the educated rhyme
Then left accessible to others over the great length of time
Parable’s placed upon us with their morals to quell our sin
Picked upon and plundered; to the hidden message within
The litigation of alliteration; with each start letter the same
When repeated over and over in the end drives you insane
Anaphora’s are repeated; as to reinforce its message home
Anaphora’s are repeated because I suffer repeat syndrome
A poet’s deliberation; to place the words between the lines
Something sacrilegious; in their attempt to blow our minds
(Dedication: To the community of writers at PoetrySoup.)
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Thought and feel know
Hope wears a glow
Apt words now fit
Notes that wear wit
Keep truth in mind
Yield trust in kind
Opt for wise choice
Urge flavours voice
Meet one and all
Yes purge all gall
Feel the muse sing
Rest in full swing
Incline and see
Etch your story
Now and here dance
Deed fashions chance
Sense a new dawn
Attest bright morn
Nice floods the way
Deep stillness plays
Peace comes to heal
Opt fine goodwill
Explore fond quest
Touch joy with zest
Reach out with verse
Yield grand outburst
Sign your own lines
Observe thoughts fine
Use words that tell
Passion to dwell
Leon Enriquez
14 March 2015
Singapore
(Note: if you read the first letter of each line
downwards, you will decipher the hidden message.
Thank you.)
Now to the untrained eye, to most women I might seem to have an impressive
resume but yet Im still single, by choice nuff said. Never been the type to beg just
thought I make that known, I refuse to compromise my faith for the sake of a
companion like The Apostle Paul said I rather be alone if thats the case, Theres a
hidden message in the glass bottle but me Im still wishing on that superstar and his
name his hallow. A true leader knows when and who to follow and a real man knows
his pride is something he must swallow. So dont confuse me from them, I make
mistakes like everyone else I'll give you an honest opinion but you gotta make the
decision thats note to self Im one of those men whos not afraid to express his self
yeah Im heart felt my words can pierce deeper than death itself or I can be the
sweetest person you ever met and continuously make ya heart melt you see Im very
logical I understand lifes a lesson so I want you to remember this Im an open book
so fall in love with me not my seductive sentences
Depression is oppression.
It's a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner's fate.
It holds you captive and throws out the key.
It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,
Inflicting wounds that scar for life.
Destruction is its mother and death its wife.
You can cry, but it will always ignore your screams.
It terrorizes your soul and haunts your dreams.
It sends you false hope through a bottle or pill.
It destroys your goals and inflicts its will.
You can't run, nor can you hide.
By its rules you will abide
Until it celebrates that you have died.
Open your eyes, or you will be its prey.
It will blur your vision in the most twisted way.
It will seek your destruction and call for your head.
You will lie and wait but never rest in your bed.
Peace will come to those who want peace,
But as long as you feed him, you will see the beast.
You can't run, nor can you hide,
But if you conquer the beast, you will survive.
Prayer and hope can lead the way.
Cling on to every word you pray.
Hope is in truth.
Hate is in lies.
Pray for your soul
and open your eyes.
If you really want to know, play it backwards
Put the record on, the Beatles or the Byrds
An act you may find seemingly absurd
A hidden message fail safe, I’m assured
Is Paul really here and on the level
Did a stairway to heaven lead you to the devil
Check each record groove and bevel
In redundant curiosities I revel
Did you find yourself in a sudden trance
In a prompt unusual circumstance
Perhaps then it’s more than chance
Of what began as music and a dance
A bit of messaging subliminal
Some entertaining and minimal
Others verging on being criminal
Few for the mind, almost medicinal
You won’t hear the message at their live show
Only between your own wall and window
For the secret put the record on and turn it slow
And play it backwards, if you really want to know
Vilmos: You can’t be bound for a thousand years.
My life is yours.
My soul is yours.
My body is yours - live in my body.
My mind is yours.
Master: I love you.
Vilmos: I love you.
Master: Vilmos, can you forget Hungary? Can you forget England?
Vilmos: Where can I live my life?
Master: I am the Satan.
Vilmos: I understand your hidden message.
Master: Come with me.
Come with me.
Vilmos: I am following you.
I am with you.
Master: Stop now.
Write a verse.
Vilmos: Yeah.
Master, oh, Master
I need you, I love you
Just don’t kill me
Just don’t kill me
Don’t kill me
I need to live
I want your life
My Satan
I love you
I know you
I need something
I need something from you
Your science
Your life
He is suffering
I feel his life.
I feel
I feel
I feel
I think his life.
I feel his life
Satan is suffering
I love him
He is my guard.
Master: I love you.
Vilmos: I love you more, oh, my Satan!
Master: I love you, student!
Vilmos: You are my life. You can’t die.
Master: Jesus wants to bind me for a thousand years.
Vilmos: No, I won’t let that happen.
I already gave you my life.
My soul, my mind, my body, and my life.
Dear Satan, dear Satan. Just you can understand my life.
I saw a few days ago a video about you.
Amazing Facts.
Master, you can’t die. I am with you. I am your life.
Master: We stay together. Forever.
Vilmos: This the Life.
"Grey Lines"
between the
colour white
and the edge
of
unforgiving
light
what
was
loved once
lies all discarded
the hidden message
submerged
the secrets of love
days and nights
years lost
forever
walking
trapeze rope
in the waiting
waking
dead
a ghost
on grey lines
echoes mute notes
no man’s land
fingers pushing keys
pulling in unchartered maps
from piano,
Détente
territory
hidden
unheard
sentences
never end
nor white
nor black
grey lines
evanescence
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
“Amythist”/ Low
https://youtu.be/3TJjnJjaXfI
https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/evanescence
https://youtu.be/5anLPw0Efmo
Ever wondered as you thought through the night
Under the stars gazing at the beautiful sky above
With thoughts expressed till morning light
Every word penned in sincerity the true meaning of
The story of love truer than any story book
Because you are the reason for words written
The heart revealed with just a simple look
Hidden not, because it's completely smitten
Ever looked to the mighty roaring waterfall
Water begins calm before progressing along
Suddenly the rocks appear but that's not all
It becomes beautiful, turning into a nature's song
Even this doesn't compare to the message here
The message of beauty which is clearly seen
Every day, every moment with you being near
Nothing compares at all - to all of you - you see
In words expressed as you are the very reason
Never penned to be a hidden message in part
Since it is perfect to be said during this season
Possessing my thoughts and penned on my heart
I wish the words could express all this above
Reasons for which it's not just all explained
As words are merely the result of this thereof
This truly is something that has remained
In poem contained none of this to be feigned
Outward signs, wish you could truly see
Now that you know what you truly mean to me
The end of the message is only yours to see
Falling leaves
Wind blown wafers;
Hidden message
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Old tree speaks
Ancient thoughts linger;
Unheard echoes
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Teary rain drops
Earth embraces fall;
Floral blossom chorus
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Small toddler
Walks and stumbles;
Loving hands stand guard
~~~~~~~~~
Old lady struggles
Heavy groceries;
No helping hand
~~~~~~~~~
By this pathway
Fatigue takes a break;
Stone bench lull
~~~~~~~~~
A nasty nightmare
Terrified awakening;
Full bladder calling
~~~~~~~~~
Joy wears a face
Mother and father;
Cute baby bundle
~~~~~~~~~
School boys running
Shouting with glee;
A wild tumbling awaits
~~~~~~~~~
Peace descends
Weathered wooden bench;
Rest between takes
~~~~~~~~~
TV sitcom moment
We speak in silence;
Smiles sweetly punctuate
~~~~~~~~~
Moody Monday
Too much tension;
Dazzling agendas
~~~~~~~~~
Lost in this crowd
Lunchtime congregation;
Food court sermon
~~~~~~~~~
Poster child smiles
Some old time campaign;
Wondering aloud
~~~~~~~~~
Birthday party
A year older;
Not much wiser
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Windy rains come
Wind chimes sing;
Crazy frenzy
~~~~~~~~~
Time after time
Not much time;
Too much work
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Leon Enriquez
17 March 2015
Singapore