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Disloyal Soldiers

Disloyalty is a spoiled tree blooming
in the wrong direction
Its insurrection puts to rest relations
not to be resurrected
From a loyal perspective we oil
squeaky heels with hopes
we don't end up 
spinning wheels
Stay off the skates because
this is real or else
you'll end up falling
& scarred without a cause
On guard
I see who you really are
with no mask
What's love if you're a weak &
tender glass with no
feelings?
In this regard I deal in absolutes
where truth is the only
solution in such
dealings
There's no confusion nor any
doubt that you're as
transparent as
aforementioned glass
I'll pass
Too scared of your own
reflection
Who dares to utter such things
surely this is purely 
projection?
Definitely not a thing
but that's fair
Who really cares about their
feelings when they don't
even know what
they're feeling?
Clearly there's no ceiling for 
how high I can reach when
climbing into minds
No I'm not preaching to the
choir but rhyming
to a congregation
in rhythm
I teach those that require
understanding with or
without a desire for
spiritual reprimanding 
I'm a schism that doesn't 
grandstand but stands on 
a truth so grand it inspires
If you're looking for proof look
no further or higher
than your past actions
My satisfaction comes from
knowing we walk on floors
that serve as ceilings
for lower thinking
Do you think this is surface
liquid or deeper
drinking?
I'm thinking my mirror reflects
uncomfortable sights to see
but I view them
in jest
This is a spiritual exercise
nothing more or
anything less
I passed those tests with ease
oscillating between degrees 
of temperature 
& temperament 
I can see it's cold outside
regardless of what
the weather says
I learned the lesson when
I opened my eyes
& rose from
brittle beds
There's nothing to dread
because I'm locked
into battlegrounds
not seen or tread


I Am Art

It influenced the style of Bruce Lee
It intrigued the mind of Tolkien 
It inspires us to be free
Often it encourages me

It lurks in the dark
It has no end but must start
It hides in our minds
Slumbers within our hearts
And often pleases the eyes

It remedies the broken
It goes deeper than the sea
It is the stem of our dreams
It's anything you want it to be

Search the depths of your minds
Can you find,
What lurks in the dark?
My friend, its Art

Forever I shall create
Forever I shall paint
Forever I will not await,
Nor contain,
What I must and will create
My Art

Poems written part by part
Ideas flowing from the very heart
I will not deny,
Nor will I depart
From my passionate lover-My Art

Don't lie to yourself
Search your heart
And find your Art

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Form: Lyric

Curiosity

Curiosity
Were is your power 
Is it in your education
Is it in your mind 
What  inspires you
Is it  your teacher
Is it  your mind 
Is it reality 
Is it your community
Is it your religion
What do you believe in 
Do you also believe in yourself
Ask question yes be aware
I tell you my generation again
Chose awearness instead of fear 
Be who you chose to be 
Not who is chosen for you 
Am talking to my generation 
Were are the balls of men 
Were are the fearless women 
This life now is not meant 
For men to fight alone 
Women needs to breath too 
So let the universe take it curses
Let mankind bleed it nemesis
Cos the time is deep 
And humanity dies faster 
No wonder too many heart 
Dies for nothing in our century from 
An high intense 
Curiosity.....!!!!
Form: Epic

She Is a Warrior

With a touch of tender and grace
profound image she portrays
Her kind words instilled in my mind

As she is a warrior who stands
strong on her ground
like a beaming light
shining through the
darkness of night
contain with a pure joy of love

She reigns with the supreme
of wisdom guidance
bring the truth of the testament evident
of life-learning lessons 

She carries herself like the moonlight
exude in a brilliance trace
rise above the ocean tide
showing fearless of disastrous

Her presence provides a 
sense of hope and solace
leading with endless and boundless
that no jewelry can compare 

She gives without request
for a return with all the
unconditional sacrifices
Her smile sparks a radiant of hope
brighten up the sorrow of the day
Through each struggle
and triumph she inspires
to emulate 

Her name claims
a legacy to remember
that remains in the heart
convey with an everlasting
of memory forever
She comes to know
as my loving mother
© Hanh Chau  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Festival

Feel pulse and tug of ties that bind,
Align the heart with strains of cheer;
Meet with fond hug the moments kind,
Indulge fond start with love most dear;
Live that full zest that joy inspires,
Yield to the flood of happy thoughts.
Free will frames fest with burning fire,
Etch in your blood grand play and plot;
Sense profound peace that comes to stay,
Treat each new dawn with purpose sure;
Invite clear ease to greet the way,
Value this morn as day springs pure.
Abide with grace that love knows best,
Lift up your face to live wise quest.




Leon Enriquez
30 June 2015
Singapore
Form: Sonnet


Set Sail, My Queen

set sail, my queen
refreshing relief is 
coming

the sunshine warms 
the rain with its eyes
of flaming ember

your castle is sparkling
with diamond blessings
of eternity

as i kneel to bow at your
throne, you stop and say
love has no ruler

with this philosophy, we
promote our love to the
heights of the eternally
existential

the stars unite to become
a symbollic constellation of
tranquil contentment

in the end we are an inspiration
for the movement of every 
animate chapter

we make our departure knowing
that everyday our contribution
inspires the sun and the moon to 
shine even brighter
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sweet November


It is silence – It is grace
It is beauty and gentle thanks
It is joy and it is light – It is healing
With the promise of a smile

It is memories – whispering hope
It is mystery, precious prayers and praise
It is inspirational and it stirs the heart
Brings about change, wisdom
Revealing the glory of love’s exultation

It is serenity and faith – awakening
Feelings so alive, so startling
Glowing with the moon, sighing
Wonders so magnificent, inviting
Butterfly kisses, lovely wishes

It is laughter – it is heartwarming
It is a song, harmony so tender
It is music that grows deep within
Promising gladness, rejoicing abiding
Breathless sunrises, forever sighing

It is rainfall, dewdrops – moist 
Words providing sincerity, genuine
Peace that colors the mind
In rays of lavender highs, amber
Glowing like the flavor of kindness

It is a moment, prepared by the heart
Who knows that November
Bids farewell to Autumn’s touch
Releasing the earth to the inaugural
Beginnings of flurries, icicles glimmering

It is alive – a fire inside
Reminding the soul why
Even Winter can be gracious
With its shadows and echoes
Its arrangements with cold weather

It is November – when I surrender
To the beckoning of frosty dawn
The detachment of the cold
The wintery, wearisome charms
Thanksgiving inspires the thoughts
To remember and to invite
Thanks for the many blessings we share

Blessings so pure and so rare
Blessings of love and sweet prayer
Blessings, bountiful and plenteous
Blessings like the many flavors
Love inspired by all the stars of heaven

Happy Thanksgiving this November
And every day - blessings – eternally, forever!

Conversation With a Lady

(Lady)
Listening to the sound of feet padding across the floor below me as I dose
Walking slightly to the sound of voices talking in the early morning haze
Of beings moving about as I rest
As I surrender to the beauty of awareness inside and out
my heart beating softly... the rythym of nature creating an ornate symphonic piece. peace

And shred by shred I am torn into pieces
As beauty she inspires me
As Secrets I am destined to keep
As blissful emotions that are bitter to my heart still
I can't mistake her for a woman ignorant of it all

(Lady)
If I fall, its only to the ground and not to the depths
My conscious surround
If I am empty it is only for now
A reflection of time, space, condition
A mirror of what I see, she blinds me

And yet I am not deceived 
Better yet I'm only bound to overcome
And as I rise from the ashes assassins surround me
My path in life is treacherous 
And her eyes scream don't forget to prepare yourself for the unexpected

(Lady)
Who could ever prepare for madness, chaos, absurdity 
A live coal burns from within pushing me forward holing me back
And it burns hotter with each new attack
A fight on every front accompanied by fear - relief
Fear that the day must end
Like every cycle there is an opening and a close 
And punctuation to end the prose

And perfection to behold
And its a special event and special since
The passions joins and u and I create a force
I see brilliance and i cant say I'm lucky enough or brave enough
From time to time she says if u see then I will show u more

Premium Member Moon Is My Muse

The moon in the night sky inspires me to write.
How can we miss it when it shines so brightly?
It encourages me with its awesome light.
I have been joined by quite a bit of company.

Up in the sky, it is not really very far.
Monthly, it only shows one face.
Being close by, it outshines every star.
We are never completely in the dark at any place.

It is more than just a big rock in the sky.
For lovers, it makes many evenings romantic.
That golden orb is something nobody can deny.
There is nothing closer to being totally semantic.

Yes, I would have to say the moon is my muse.
It is also something a lot of other writers choose.

February 25, 2013
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Could Heaven be any Lovelier

Could lovelier at all heaven truly be?
My verdant oasis, magical Berkshires?
My artistic sense of awe enhanced by thee

Reverence of this holy place, oak of tree
My heart burns with unknown fires
Your pacifying qualities unparalleled you see.

Respite given to travelers, and ones who flee.
Memories of this beautiful scene, hopefulness inspires,
My artistic sense of awe enhanced by thee

A wonderful meditative state, to fully understand her glee.
This meadow and woodsy landscape often requires
Could lovelier at all heaven truly be?

Let us take our respite her, my love, painted gloriously,
God’s painted woods, meadows of the Berkshires
My artistic sense of awe enhanced by thee

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