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In the world of love, where hearts dance free,
A ghazal of longing, I shall weave for thee.
Like a gentle breeze, love brushes our souls,
Transforming us into beings whole, bold and free.
In the night's embrace, passion ignites its flame,
Whispered secrets aflame, a tale untold, we decree.
With every beat of our hearts, a song plays,
Melodies of love unfold, a serenade to believe.
In the depths of our eyes, connection intertwines,
A language of love, unspoken and yet received.
From dawn till dusk, I'll cherish this bond,
With each passing moment, deeper love achieved.
Together we soar, like two souls in flight,
Captivating the skies above, love's journey, unseized.
No barriers or boundaries can hold us back,
For in the world of love, all obstacles are appeased.
As the stars twinkle in the velvet night,
We'll dance in their glow, a love story conceived.
So, let us revel in this sacred affair,
In this ghazal of love, forever interweaved.
Locked lilac lips interweaved with the calypso of night,
for whom the seductive song of silence the stars write.
Oscillating yearning serenades the barcarole of heart,
transforms the tenor of melody for the requiem to start
when beyond the broken sky the nightingale flies away.
From the whispering debris arises the aria of dismay,
as the longing contours of my disarrayed banks erode
in the torrent of tears on the strings of shattered Sarod.*
(*Sarod is a stringed instrument used in Hindustani music in India)
Written and Entered : January 5, 2020
Contest : Sing It
Sponsor : Nina Permentar
Joyce Kilmer began his now famous poem:
I think that I shall never see…a poem as lovely as a tree
and the older I grow…the more I walk among them…
the more with Mr. Kilmer I agree
His beautifully simple poem…written in 1913…as a tribute to the tree…is what brought us to the Joyce Kilmer forest…in Robbinsville…NC.
After a beautiful drive in the country…at the entrance we arrived
and we realized we were here 30 years ago..with our children and Deborahs’s dad while he was still alive.
As the memories washed over us…memories with one another we exchanged…we thought how our life is so different 30 years later…but this forest hasn’t changed.
In truth…the trees have grown a little older…some have fallen…and their wrinkles aren’t as small…but when we stopped to think about it…that has happened to us all.
It’s a virgin forest (meaning it’s never been logged)…and is truly a sight to behold…There are 100 species of trees…some standing 100 feet tall…many over 400 years old.
As we began to walk among these giants…we didn’t travel very far…before once again realizing how huge are the trees that surround us…and how minuscule we are.
We’d find one of these behemoths…then at it’s base the two of us would stop…We’d turn our eyes to the heavens…but we could not see the top.
We noticed each tree is like a high rise apartment…some standing alone…others interweaved…with a host of animals, insects and plants living among their bark, their branches…their leaves.
Walking in the midst of these ancient giants…we felt blessed…we felt a joy within us release…..our hearts seemed to beat a little slower and our inner souls found peace.
His poem is not a very long poem…it ends as it began…quite lyrically…stating: poems are made by fools like me…but only God can make a tree
We added new memories to our old ones…
in a virgin forest we once visited 30 years before……
and as I try to put our feelings into a poem…
Mr. Kilmer I couldn’t agree with you more.
In my fervent heart,
You knew I treasured you
But you didn’t return those tender feelings
Just see the fumes arise from the consuming fire
Because my wicked desires wasted away into embers
I love you…I love you…These feelings are ever so new!
I LOVE YOU…I love you…These feelings are always true!
You knew I honestly adored you…oh yeah; I always did from the start
But you don’t consider those mild feelings—you wrecked those bits by bits
Ah! Now I’m crammed into the ascending fire, splintering me with the strokes of death
Because of my virtuous desires, I’m wasting away into the pit of corruption
I thought you were encompassed with my passionate kisses
But you wanted to chase after your callous blisses, now I’m faced with crises
I detest the thought of adoring you…but I have to admit—I love you!
I love you…I love you with all of my heart! Do you love me too?
I know the desires that I have constructed for you never occurred in your heart
I know in the bottom of my heart that you were only enticed by your sick pleasures
You’re dumping me into the raging fire and you’re a sneaky little liar
Because I ain’t lying like you do deceitfully to me—I’m in love and I can’t draw back my desire
You brought magnificence in my eyes, comforting angel
But I’m subsiding into the cavernous fire
Because I surrender to my legit desire
How could I free from the embrace that yanks on to me?
You brighten up my dreams and set me free from reality’s calamity
I love you…I love you…These feeling relieve me from the blue!
I LOVE YOU…I love you…I adore your every existence—do you get the clue?
You knew I kept this feeling inside for so long
Nevertheless, I feel that I belong
In your heart…In His heart…
In my heart…we’ll never depart!
You are my true endeavor
And I wanna win your heart forever!
You’ll always be loved because you’re above beautiful
But, you don’t believe this love will survive in this stranded palace
But I’ll attempt to win you with all of my might and I’ll defeat the malice
Our boundless love is like two fireflies floating in the midnight sky
But you disturbed our greetings and you didn’t even accept the feelings I felt for you
Why did you blow away our interweaved feelings of passion
And blew them away into the heartless fire?
My precious love, why did you diminish my eternal desire?
You knew I worshiped you
In my sensitive heart
“All minds and hearts connected with love and light of universal consciousness, in a flicker free continuum ~ what does life on such a planet look like?”
- Unseeking Seeker
Together as One,
One voice and one song,
One goal they pursue,
This heartedly they do,
A mission to accomplish.
None indulge in recrimination,
Turbulent waters abated,
War is not an option,
None is at loggerheads,
Crime does not lurk around.
Equitable distribution of resources,
All stand on equal footing,
Benevolence is at the helm of affairs,
The strong aid the weak,
The mighty prop the weary.
Fabrics interweaved into one colourful piece,
Cultures integrated and tolerated,
Hands in hands they push against the tide,
The table is set for all,
There’s room for everyone besides.
A world we dream of,
Speculative future we envisage,
Tomorrow’s cities beyond our view,
Their internal architecture, classic and ethereal,
Rays of hope permeate the space.
May 29, 2022,
Unity Consciousness Poetry Contest,
Unseeking Seeker.
Poetry has always been part of me, I write of my life,
I was never one to shy away from challenges;
Trying many different forms in my rambling poetic journey,
But for me, verse is the one I love the most.
Verse is so versatile and one can do a myriad of layouts,
Almost any poem can be interweaved in verse;
I have written verses about butterflies and of dreams,
Of nature, where verses can rhyme or maybe not.
Verses can be free and or even have internal rhymes,
They can have metaphors and similes or alliteration;
I can paint a picture with my words in verse for you,
My poems will take you to sadness or the past.
Verse can be written with beautiful words that inspire,
Or sensual words of love or they can be just fun;
I can pen almost anything in verse, it is so very versatile,
So if you are in need of a wonderful form to use,
just give verse a whirl.
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October 26, 2015
Poetry/Verse/"I love to verse"
Copyright Protected, ID 15-721-475-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, What Is Your Favorite Form
Sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
First Place
(This atheist imagining, envisioning,
and adopting a religious stance
asper extra-marital prance
sing unsheathing ma lil lance.)
if wand whoosh,
a mollified Genie could wave
abracadabra spellbinding mine fate, aye
would rejoice beholding,
an African Queen to stave
more precious then
fine spun gold (for Josephine) to buy
time against tortured Golgotha kepi
mein kempf wracking fate, thence pave
ving a stairway to heaven
after this ivory pawn doth die
cleansing, exorcising, and flushing
infidelity kindling lover misbehave
yore (ah Jove) many
full lush blue moons ago,
when verboten fruit
yours truly didst deaf fie
temptation no amount
renouncing sin spent kneeling, this knave
scrutinizing engravure etched with blessed
"Jesus, bare naked Amazon Mary
and Joseph" motif guy
interweaved by pointed
finger of Goddess Sheba almighty
beckoned deft fiat halting joist
lowered nondescript plain rigid casket
swallowed by grave
temporally ushered whirled wide
webbed rebirth where I
received life anew breathless composure
dousing errant fellow
guilt honestly iterated, jackanapes
kneaded licentious maligned narcissistic
opprobrious philandering questing re: deprave
transgressions, whereat this gentile Jew did lie
unclothed satisfying prurient crave
ving vitiating marital covenant, now my
soul asylum anointed, via sedulous, glorious,
and fabulous Nubian enchantress deign nigh
ying celibacy decreeing
expurgating sexual crave
ving, hence thy status as Zen eternal
Eunuch (corny punster)
as acceptable punishment bequeathed
by said deliquescent, iridescent,
and opalescent dreamt up
"FAKE" pitch black Negroid hallucination
from over active imagination
me didst truly ply.