Long Love you Poems
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I'm lost within myself from deep inside
I know I should not from them hide
But my out of control feelings will not subside
And I still believe the love you have for me has never died
Because of my beliefs I feel crazy I can't count the tears I've cried
But I can't turn off what I feel trust me I've tried
I realize I could be very wrong
But the emotions are always so strong
While many may go through this to it still makes me feel like I don't belong
There were days I didn't want to carry on
Sleep don't always come easy which makes the nights ever so lonely and long
Even if all my hurt and pain
Really does keep driving me totally insane
Knowing what I know now I wouldn't have it any other way
Because then i wouldn't have understood that i'm still in love with you from this I will not sway
I go through this each night and every single day
From your arms I so wish I never had strayed
If I was lucky to have you again this time I would never go away
I would do my best to make everything alright
So much so we would never again lose sight
Of how we need to be always holding each other tight
Yeah I would do and give just about anything to have you right here with me tonight
The Tortured Poets Department has a writer's division that has to approve every poem
And my mind is tired of being held hostage
A loose-leaf definition of writer's block was once defined by the utter of: I don't feel like writing
Is this even good enough, my hand only works for the remote today
Then she interrupts my train of thought to ask: why have you never wrote a poem about me
It's not that I haven't
There are hundreds getting as comfortable as you can be in the waste basket
The last poem I Kobe shot to the trash can started like this:
An eye lash is trying to make your cheek more than just a Sunday service sanctuary
It wants a home
I know you'd like me to remove it
But who am I to destroy a home
I can't help but think how beautiful you look with that eye lash
As it rests there like a pair of doves flirting on a branch not far away from me
What are you starring at, she exclaims
Oh, nothing I reply, today I'll let the eye lash remain
On
Your rosy cheeks, kissed by my dead rose petal lips
Reminding you of the time we went camping and you hated that you smelled the outside
And I kept teasing you but hiking, visualizing, and tenting next to nature is maybe the closest thing to
Falling asleep to your beautiful
Falling asleep to your beautiful
Falling asleep to your gorgeous
Ugh I can't never find the right words to describe a tenth of your gorgeous
And it makes me want to drop dead out of frustration
Because the writers need to feel exactly what I do when they read:
Holding her hand is to get a glimpse of forever before I die
Holding her makes my heart resemble the flight of a butterfly
Holding her hand is to crush all my battles in the palm of my hand
The writers consist of a various assortment of personality; often referred to as me, myself, and I
And as I get ready to seal this poem to you the writer’s block me every time
p.s. I haven't learned to love myself enough to love you...
Ask for a heart where love can fill:
Glimpse how joy starts and how you feel,
Rouse up kind art your fine goodwill;
Aim happy mood at all you meet,
Touch works kind food with cheer you greet,
Inspire true good in acts most sweet;
Truth has a way to sculpt true ease,
Use well each day words that bring peace,
Dance with wise play as fun frames bliss;
Expect the best through ups and downs.
Apt poise works zest to purge sad frowns,
Taste ample fest as wit now clowns;
Toil moves to show you how to live,
Intuit grand flow and dare to give,
Thought helps you know that time is brief;
Urge knows happy fond gratitude,
Dream most cheery your attitude,
Embrace truly love's magnitude.
Note how you feel when times get rough,
Opt then to deal with challenge tough,
Work then reveals pure love you craft.
Leon Enriquez
27 April 2017
Singapore
"Purrr - Purrr,
I love you so much,
Purrr - Purrr,
I love the feel of your gentle touch,
Purr - Purr,
In awe I look at you,
Purrr - Purrr,
In my eyes there is no wrong that you could ever do.
Purrr - Purrr,
I could lay like this with you all day,
Purrr - Purrr,
Please, please don't you ever go away. "
...then she jumped off of my lap and ran away from me,
to my window to bask in the mid day sun's heat.
I had been replaced, but just temporarily.
She never can really go for very long without me.
"Purrr - Purrr",
I say to her silently,
Translation: "I too will always love you also my sweet."
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PERSONAL NOTE, ASAP:
Drop "too" or "also" from the last line, It's A Redundancy!
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Sometimes it’s more painful to stay and watch someone you love who had so much light just dim out and fade away
It's ’s the reminder that they once danced
But no longer footprints made with a joyous prance
The bed is molded by a body in the shape of defeat
Where feet once embarked upon miles of opportunity
Now lay movement free in rivers of tears that drown what’s no longer here
Cleansing of the inner Devine
Like an abolishment of what’s wrong in our eyes of blurry fright
Yet we need not forget to seek light in the darkest of holes
Creating a space allowing faith rays to brighten your soul
Uncovering corners of black deceit
Removing the spirit of fear and insanity
There is no vacancy for them here
You can cast away spirits if they show no mercy and bring you fear
You have the power
But you have to know
You have to be aware when to hold on and when to let go
It starts with us
I can’t love you more than I do me if I can’t even see reasons I am worthy of loving you
Let alone me
Every hair was made with care
Like every crack is not a mistake
Every bit of you is whole
We can't save another unless we have a pure soul
With intentions of love for thy neighbor and self
But love thyself first, or you can't love anyone else
The world may hold other pretty faces
With fiery red hair crowning genius poll
They can come from different countries and races
But they will all pale in the light of your soul
Their splendor is shadowed when in your light
Their essence becomes tarnished and rusted
Because your elegance always shines bright
And It’s for your love that I’ve always lusted
Your grandeur comes from deep within your heart
While their beauty barely scratches your surface
Your love and mine cannot be torn apart
I often wonder what I did to deserve it
You took a broken child riddled with fear
Your Love enveloped me and made me whole
So even now, in these frail fading years
I still Love you more than you'll ever know
Bound to reach a close, everything goes as thus
Your farewell etched like a scar
Whispers in the dark, so it flows
Echoes in my mind as I still drift afar
Contemplating lies, contending excuses
Darkness looms as the harbinger gazes upon
Who refuses to take refuge from impending danger
One man's hero, the grief of another
Tormented by your graceful smile
My memories play a frightening illusion
No tears left to run its mile
Endless void only to be filled by your absence
Contending excuses, contemplating lies once more
Blinking back tears as I bask in your embrace
Your sweet words like music to thy ears
Shrouded by darkness no more, surrounded by your reassuring light
Your letters revealed thus to me
One man's hero, the loving mother of another
Warmth of resonance filling me
Dabbing gently my sobs goodbye
The pride of having you takes place
Your farewell, I see a new horizon
A calm push to transform to a new me
As a step into a new chapter of life
One that will forever be proud of your legacy
“The kids are fast asleep,” Bob whispers to
his wife.” Ann smiles and mouths, “That’s great.” They go
to get some snacks and drinks before they start
a movie, with the volume set quite low.
It’s chilly, so she whispers, “Honey, hand
me that fleece throw? Come closer; we can share.”
They watch and cuddle, sip and munch, and laugh
about the silly movie but don’t dare
get loud. They must not wake the kids. This is
their time to be alone. Then halfway through
the show, he whispers something in her ear.
She says, "I love you, Babe." They hurry to
turn lights and TV off—the second half
can wait. They’ve better things to do! Each time
he whispers those sweet nothings in her ear,
she knows the night they share will be sublime.
April 1, 2018, entered in the Heidi Sands Love Poem Contest
November 17, 2018, entered in Lewis Raynes's Sexy Contest
Your World
Your world is a place that is small
With bars to contain your rage
With distance between us I look upon you
As you wither confined in your cage.
Your world is a place that is dangerous
You must always be on guard to fight
The hater and critic of the daytime hour
Become the killers of your dreams at night.
Your world is a place of many battles
You must find the strength to win
If you become strong and just play along
They won’t see your suffering or sin.
Your world is a place of confusion
You must sort it out and get clear
With a lifetime amassed of regret for the past
Your head drowning amidst all your tears
Your world is a place of illusions
That everyone else has enough
But the love that you lack has been holding you back
You pretend you don’t need it, you’re tough
Your world is a place of choices
Where you can choose to face your fear
And walk with head high with no need to lie
Not afraid to show others you care.
Your world is a place of karma
That is filled with an abundance of wealth
With nothing to prove, you walk in your own shoes
As you learn to reinvent yourself.
Your world is a place of miracles
But you must have the eyes to see
That when you let others in, your new world will begin
Through their love you will learn how to be.
Your world is a place of your making
If you trust, you will never again fall
And without any doubt, live from the inside out
And never again will your world be so small.
In the deep night, the stars are tears on the sky of my dreams,
Our friendship, a thin vine that binds souls in silence,
In the love between friends, sincerity is the key that opens hearts,
But how can I fall in love when I still bear an old vow?
Under the veil of respect, love is a flame that flickers timidly,
In the mirror of time, your face is just a shadow from photographs,
Your life, a book with unwritten pages, a mystery that attracts me,
But how can I accept a romance when my oath still holds me?
Supposing I were free, a thought that stirs my heart,
No matter how in love I might be, I won't plunge into the abyss without knowing,
Like a butterfly seeking the light, fearing the darkness,
Each day is a blank canvas, waiting to be painted by destiny.
To be in love, you must feel the soul beyond words,
To know the truth hidden beneath smiles and glances,
I only know your face from the book's cover, a vague dream in the night,
A thousand common points connect us, but uncertainty dances between us.
I do not know your character, nor your pleasures, nor your hidden habits,
But I hold you dear as a poet, as a person, a sincere friend in this vast world,
And I let time decide everything, for only it knows how to weave the threads of destiny,
In the deep night, the stars are tears on the sky of my dreams.