Long Romanticism Poems
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"Puzzle Stomped"
Pieces scattered
placed on a table
with boundaries
between
the incarcerated margins
there are strict conditions
Time drips
its wet connection
each piece a stair fitted
imperfectly
perfect
towards upwards
new mirror reflection
a cracked heart piercing
the tear with savage dedication
behind her veil
the known Morpheus assails
her compromised senses
holding her captured
behind the external view
eyes blindfolded
the blue sashes now let loose
opening green windows to
free the redressed vicissitudes
to undress the crisp breeze of her
monk chanting wake
a new phantom arrives caressing secrets
gambled on a fresh Delius
composing his unfinished symphony
he’s looking for her singular notes
Somewhere,
he stands behind her
sharp as a needle,
cutting tall poppy
each step she takes
towards her freedom gate
In his hands he cups
the hidden
missing piece
The sewing of pages
she continues to bind
in her sleep
along a strong spine
turning and folding stories
uncommon ne'er sublime
their spelt magic
grows majestically spoilt
seeded from a sweet perfume
conducting intoxicating notes
stories flying black-winged
off all the slippery knaves
and wax-sealed pages
like ebony feathers
mummerating starlings
turn into suffocating
dream stealing
king crows smiling maces
She the Smythsewer
laying tenuous imprints
for a new road home
He the myth Beyond
shakes the game board
peace in pieces, a long forgotten song
the chance card thrown
the blanket of romance
thundering over a stormy mind grows
patch worked with glassed-in
jarred ghost bees, the old
puzzle of a story stomped on
He places his feet
firmly between hers
closing in on time
Beyond takes her hand
And sensually whispers
along all her fairest fears
sweeping all pieces off her
tattered story board
fallen irretrievable
forgotten
left lacking
on the harsh floor
Cum dederit
dilectis suis somnum,
Ecce haereditas
to the tune of fate
there is so much more
the words are sewn and sung
the child in time fled
long gone, as if all was pure fantasy
destiny arrives supernaturally too soon
Time for a new story
He says darkly
and swiftly closes
Past’s door.
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Horus in Paradise"
In dreams
I met you in Paradise
I called you
Blue Sky
You were an
Angel in disguise
Horus, White Light
feathers of fire
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
“Ten Miles High” / Roison Murphy
https://youtu.be/2B8fxZoa7w0
"It mav have been a Million years ago
The Light was kindled in the Old Dark Land
Within which the illumined Scrolls are all aglow,
That Egypt gave us with her mummified hand :
This was the secret of that subtle smile
Inscrutable upon the Sphinx's face,
Now told from sea to sea, from isle to isle ;
The revelation of the Old Dark Race ;
Theirs was the wisdom of the Bee and Bird,
Ant, Tortoise, Beaver, working human-wise ;
The ancient darkness spake with Egypt's Word ;
Hers was the primal message of the skies:
The Heavens are telling nightly of her glory,
And for all time Earth echoes her great story.
“There are more things in heaven and earth,
Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”
“If we shadows have offended,
think but this and all is mended,
that you have but slumber’d here,
while these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
no more yielding but a dream.”
1. Horus
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horus
2. Ancient Egypt The light of the World (Vol II)
https://www.academia.edu/36994959/ANCIENT_EGYPT_THE_LIGHT_OF_THE_WORLD_A_Work_of_Reclamation_and_Restitution_in_Twelve_Books_VOL._II
(a) Egyptian Wisdom in the Revelation of John the Divine (Page 690)
(b) The Jesus-Legend Traced in Egypt for Ten Thousand Years (Page 727 – 890)
3. Ancient Egypt The Light of the World (Vol I – II)
https://www.academia.edu/40950279/Gerald_Massey._Ancient_Egypt_-_Vols1-2
4. The Parallels Between Jesus and Horus
https://hubpages.com/religion-philosophy/forum/42035/the-parallels-between-jesus-and-horus-
5. Jesus
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jesus
6. Ennead
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ennead
7. Isis; Nephthys; Hathor
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isis
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nephthys
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hathor
Artwork / George Redhawk (legally blind)
https://mymodernmet.com/george-redhawk-gifs/
Oh! Why didn’t I know earlier?
That I was being trodden into pain,
The pain that could leave my heart in unamendable pieces,
Pieces that are so difficult to forget the past,
The past that is now the painful present.
I believed and I believed and I believed,
Until my heart was in obsession of belief,
I believed and let my thoughts follow,
Follow as I digested each word that came from your mouth,
Whispering into my ears how ‘truly’ you loved me.
I believed when you shouted the word ‘affection,’
Into my ears, that were always there to listen to your lovely voice,
I believed when you whispered into my ears, “I love you,”
Yes I believed those words which made me crazy,
And slave to your false love.
I believed you when you promised to be with me “forever,”
I believed you the way Adam believed Eve,
And blindly he became, only to be driven out of Eden,
Because of the taste of the forbidden fruit,
I believed you too, and now I am out of that “paradise”
I believed you with all my soul,
Devoted myself to you as a slavery who seeks freedom from his master,
Only to be betrayed by the wrong perceptions of his master,
I believed you as a sinner, who partakes Holy Sacrament for redemption,
Only to find himself still entangled by the pains of his unforgiven sins.
I believed you with the whole of myself,
I believed you when you kissed me with your soft sweet lips,
Not knowing that it was Judas kiss that betrayed the Son of Man,
And that kiss also subjected me to unending pain,
That kiss… I wish I couldn’t feel your lips,
Yes, I believed you…
Followed you like a lost sheep that needed guidance and acceptance,
Decided to follow your path, because I saw love in you,
Love that blinded my heart,
And let me head to a destination of sorrow and long suffering.
I believed you my Love,
Nights never passed without a dream of your love evolving in my mind,
A day never passed without an image of your perfection streaming in my thoughts,
Every minute I loved you, cherished you, adored you,
But you have betrayed all my beliefs…
Left me to nurse the wounds of my dumb beliefs.
If only I would have known,
Known that my beliefs were bloody lies,
Lies that encrypted my heart to your slavery,
Slavery of “discipleship” in the name of love,
Love that only was infatuation,
I wouldn’t have said “YES.”
Just a belief?
I wish…
(1.)
Dare I Compose, This Heartfelt Poem For Thee
Dare I reveal, dare to my soul expose
No longer hide behind life's hidden pose
Return to Southern roots, a simple man
Forget this dark world's constant wicked plans
Remember her, life's most beautiful rose
She the sweet goddess, that this poor man chose.
Dare I compose, this heartfelt poem for thee
Pray to Heaven to one day again see
Together walk those streets paved in gold
Hold each other always, never grow old
Wake each dawn, with Heaven 's love all around
With you darling, forever by my side
In divine paradise wading love's tide.
Dare I ink the words, darling I love you
Just to hear you say, yes, I love you too
Return to Southern roots, a simple man
Forget this dark world's constant wicked plans.
Robert J. Lindley,
Romanticism,
Dedicated To Blessing Of And Precious Memory Of-
( My Most Beloved Wife Clarisa, She That Saved Me )
*****
(2.)
As Length'ning Shadows, Filter Thru These Aching Hours
As length'ning shadows, filter thru these aching hours
Seeing flowers bloom, I lower both sword and shield
Yet in the black-distance still loom angry towers
For this world its angry powers refuse to yield
Dare I, beg this cursed world for a peaceful sign
As if this moment, Karma and golden moon align
Nay! To do such, what a great knave fool would be I
For Karma rang no bell and day holds no moon sky!
Standing alone, this soul seeks happiness again
As a wasted form, worn down by epic grief
Here walking through life, with overloads of pain
Crying out and at moment devoid of belief
Dare I, in such a state, again raise this sharp sword
Wade into battlefield, a brave soldier to be
Cutting and slashing the dark-cast and evil hordes
Tho' knowing, more will arise from a hellish sea?
Here wherein twilight shades are forever falling
And darkness its turmoil dances into my head
I cannot help but hear heartache and loss calling
Do I, do I thus choose to run away instead
Dare I, fail my raising, deny my Southern roots
Speed ever onward past grief, fears and bitter years
Absorb the poison arrows the enemy shoots
As they whizz on through this volley of falling tears?
Here wherein twilight shades are forever falling.
I cannot help but hear heartache and loss calling.
Robert J. Lindley,
Rhyme, ( Looking inward, Hoping to Life again Find )
Yesterday I dreamed a dream,
that had no end.
You in your white gown, and long, black hair flowing.
You were calling my name.
I heard you, but I couldn't reach you!
And when I say your soul was tainted.
You went out in the night life.
You dressed in your black, evening ball gown.
You danced till the Red Sun came out, over the horizon.
You smiled at me.
A flame in my heart burned red hot!
My knees and hands shook with nerves;
Nerves of love and joy.
I blew you a kiss,
but you turned away!
Oh, please don't turn away from me,
for I would die, if it happened again!
Your beautiful and golden heart showed me the truth.
The truth that every gentleman wants to hear.
I've seen you walk the streets,
in the blue dawn of August.
As I followed you, you stopped and looked at me.
You smiled so beautifully, and my heart fluttered into oblivion!
You walked with your friends and I went my way.
I couldn't find a single trace of you that day.
I cried out "Why did I leave her like this?!"
I looked for you, all over the courtyards and town squares!
Yet no sight of your beauty.
... No sight of your golden heart, that I hold so dear to mine.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave?
Why did I leave... that is the question!
I should have stayed by your side,
till the ends of time.
Yet I had left.
Why...?
One gloomy and parish midnight.
I came along a road,
and soon found myself in front of a wayward cafe.
Smiling faces all around me.
I spotted a beautiful face that outstood all the other faces around me.
It was yours.
Your face brought me to sanity and I went over too you!
You spotted me and tried to run!
I caught you in the dirty hallway and pulled you in.
Our eyes met and I fell in love once again.
Sanity re-entered my mind, body and soul.
I kissed you and you kissed back.
You held my hand, and we left the cafe and walked down the street.
The street was gloomy, yet we together brightened the dark street.
We went back to the lit up city streets, of the lands filled with smiling faces,
and we fell in love and slept together.
You lay there in my restless arms and I gave you a sweet kiss,
upon your sweet and soft head.
Your dark hair was sweet smelling and felt of silk.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep with you,
there in my arms and we dreamed together
till the morning came and woke me up,
and took you away from my weak and weary arms.
I dreamed a dream of you.
Dedicated to my darling Mystic Rose...
For my everlasting rose,
for my darling Mystic Rose,
Charished deep in my heart,
for generations to last lifetimes,
on this Beautiful gift,
we all call Mother Earth.
Oh now my dear
come now and do not fear,
I shall take you by your sweet and loving hand,
as we set out in a band,
of two lonely hearts
that both need to be loved.
At first when I came
to this desolate Wasteland;
I was a lonely heart
with poetry that was my art.
You were the first to come to me,
with a smile and a hug.
You read my work,
I won your heart
and you praised me,
looked at me in anew
and treated me diffrently than any other.
My darling Mystic,
Oh how you make me feel;
so grand, so new, so happy.
As I lay my head to rest
I reminisce on your loving words,
that spoke such truth to my soul.
As you praised me through my heights,
and weaped with me through my sorrow,
as I uplifted your soul with the arrangement of words
I wrote from deep down in my weak and weary soul;
You were there always to touch my heart
and cure me of sorrowed tears.
It is impossible to express my love for you,
but see me, to feel my love,
for you my darling Mystic
it tears me apart to not
see your face, to hear your voice,
only to read your loving words
comments on a poem
that was written on a page;
It tears me apart.
Oh, my sweet and everlasting rose,
Blooming in every season,
at every hour,
a beautiful poetess at her midst of an evening twilight
as the nightingales sing outside your window,
I come and show you love and compassion.
Let us go, you and I,
I take you by your hand
and we sail off,
two poets writing of beauty
both in ink upon a blank piece of paper.
To write of love,
My compassion for you
my beautiful rose,
my darlin Mystic.
We shall part seas,
bloom in gardens of beauty,
roses and violets grow tall
around us,
reminding us of our everlasting friendship.
Lilacs and tulups stray long away,
to show my love to a stranger,
but you are no stranger to me.
You are an everlasting rose,
which blooms evertime at the stroke of nine,
and there you stay,
growing in a large and beautiful garden,
that is located deep in my heart.
Now take me, my darling Mystic
your LoveSlayer,
and charish this beautiful write
Charish it at all times,
every hour of the days!
In honour of your beauty and inspiration
I am a fool in love,
intoxicated with your beauty at heart.
For awhile now I've felt nothing
but torture and torment throughout my mind and heart
because as of now we are still apart
can't sleep at night and don't want to face the day
yet the remembrance of you never goes away
I feel like I'm losing my mind
see sometimes the good in me is so hard to find
still family and friends are so kind
even thought I've been gone from all them for a bit
we thank God we're just meant to fit
they are there when I need to talk
and give me a shoulder to cry on
when things seem out of reach
some tell me deep profound messages that hit me really hard like
stoop searching for all of us and search for yourself
or they tell me
your not crazy it just sounds like your still in love and he made you the happiest
you've ever been able to be you also need the questions you have answered and
we don't have them you have to find him
I believe with you back in my life things would be better
and I would once again be the person I once was and long to be again
but then the harsh reality set in and even though
I want to see you desperately we may not be able to find each other
again and it's this I have to face but I don't want to
or I have to consider that maybe
you won't feel the same way as I do
even though I feel so much down deep in my heart
you are in love with me to
I know all this sounds crazy that's what I've been trying to say
but it's on overwhelming feeling I've had for a long time and this
will not go away
I've never felt this way about anyone or for anyone else
before or after you
I really do try to remember having patience is the key to happiness
but I need to know where is the damn door
or that all things come to those who wait
how much longer do I have to keep waiting
it's been hell on me cause I've been waiting so damn long
I've prayed to God to end my life for these reasons and more
I just can't do it myself
yet I wake each morning to face yet another day
right now I can no longer control
what's happening around me and don't know how to deal with it
if seeing you again is not in the game plan for us
what I wish for you more than anything is
that you are happy and well
that's all I've ever wanted you to be
and I hope all your dreams have and keep coming true
maybe someday the rest of mine will to
because if you didn't already get it
I'm still in love with you
In your eyes I can see, I am all your desires, cravings and aches. The obession
to which you wish to be bonded forever. And you'll gladly pay for your prize with
endless tears. I cannot deny the passion you stir in me and that pours out for you
virtually every moment that we exist and is as strong as your love and
commitment.
Your warped mind is a treasure to me. It propells you into the dark where I enjoy
your pleading. I watch your strange love of suffering and you bring me into your
soul to relish it with you. I am amazed when you do this. I think its for me but it
somehow fills you. I see that you must be with me each night and your craving is
desperate and way beyond anything normal. You cannot exist without it. You
must feed on me.
I am completely invested in you. I must have you, strenuous, throbbing and
twisting, and sometimes shrieking for my entertainment. Your gift to me. No
matter how I exercise its power, which I so enjoy, I can only own it as a gift. I do it
sometimes just so that I can make you bear it. You bear it again and again
without complaint. Because it is a gift, love can remain. And no matter what you
bear, you have solace that it is a gift from you. I can never take that away.
I experience joy when you delight in my voice and follow its flow. Can I hold you
forever?
My intense, inner desires combine with your foolish love and willingness to
become everything and anything I can delight in. I think you must be stupid to give
so much until I realize that your gift is the one I treasure. I want to hold you and
have this kiss forever. You are a feast for my senses and a slake for my thirst
which always returns. How you have given over control to me is a measure of
your soul. How I accept it and play it over and over again is a growing obsession,
that knows nothing but pleasure. I want to hold you, kiss you and taste you more
than anything else I have ever desired.
Our passion is easy for me and so hard on you. You rebound again and again
seeking even more to steady our hearts and increase our hope. Your suffering
holds you while you await the eventual tender moments that always come and
you once again drink in my love. I look at you admiring everything that you are and
desiring the moment when I can take you at will.
Please, give me your tears again.
I see you around school
Hoping you think I’m cool
Trying to not be a fool.
I look in your eyes
And I die in side
Because I’m so shy to say how I feel
It’s so unreal
The beauty that runs through my mind
Makes me think I’m blind.
Because I’m focused on one thing.
And that’s a daughter of a king.
Wanting to be the one to give you a ring.
But I’m a weird guy who thinks he can sing.
You have beauty inside out
Without a doubt
That’s what I’m threatened about
I don’t like to tap out
So at times I may black out
I don’t want to give up on my dreams
I respect the marines.
But my dream is to be with you
I want to stick to you like glue
Maddison this is hand written just for you
Wishing one day you’ll be mine.
You’re the sun that shines.
I may not be perfection
But I’ll be your protection.
I hope I’m not coming on too strong.
I’m sorry that this note is very long.
I’m sorry when I’m rude.
That just means I want food.
I love your attitude.
You think I’m being creepy
I hope I’m not too cheesy.
I don’t know why God would allow an angel to walk on this planet
Most guys only want one thing in high school
And it’s really disrespectful
As for me I’m different
If I ever get the chance
I’d probably show you how bad I can dance
Id treat you like a lady
That sounds crazy
But the truth is I’m not lazy
I act like a goof ball
The truth is I fall
Like I’m drinking alcohol.
With your long dark hair, and beautiful smile
I really hope you don’t think I’m a juvenile
Like my friend Kyle.
I’m definitely not the smartest.
I’m definitely not the largest.
You’re the coolest regardless.
I hope you’re not uncomfortable
Trust me I would hate to make you miserable
If you don’t like poetry
I’m sorry this is the only fun way I can speak honestly.
Again I’m sorry if I’m rude
Writing this I just slipped on an ice cube.
You should know who I am.
You’re the type of girl that I would call a Grand slam
I don’t really know how to show emotions
Even when I almost made an explosion.
You are the type of girl any guy would be lucky to have
You are the type of girl guys wished they had
You are the type of girl guys would never forget if they lose
They’ll get the blues
I would tell you my name
But I’m too shy to explain
My lady
I hope someday I can call you my baby
“True love stories never have endings.” –
True happiness is a feeling. It is an immersive feeling that everything is good inside. It is not just about riches or wealth; it is a state of mind in which one has a fulfilling and satisfying feeling that his heart is truly at rest.
Is kadar pyar hai tumse ae humsafar O my better half, I'm in love with you in such a manner that
Is kadar pyar hai tumse ae humsafar O my better half,I'm in love with you in such a manner that
Ab toh jeete hai hum bas tumhe dekhkar Now I live only by looking at you
Tumhari har ada, tumhari har nazar Every style of yours and every look of yours
Yeh kya kehne lagi tumhe hai kya khabar You don't know what they're saying
Is kadar pyar hai tumse ae humsafar O my better half, I'm in love with you in such a manner that
Ab toh jeete hai hum bas tumhe dekhkar Now I live only by looking at you
Dil mein hai betaabiyan, neend udne lagi My heart is restless and I've lost my sleep
Tere khayalon se hi aankh judne lagi My eyes have started to connect with your thoughts
Har pal tumko dekha maine kehti hai meri nazar My eyes say that I've been staring at you all the time
Tumhari har ada, tumhari har nazar Every style of yours and every look of yours
Yeh kya kehne lagi tumhe hai kya khabar You don't know what they're saying
Is kadar pyar hai tumse ae humsafar O my better half, I'm in love with you in such a manner that
Ab toh jeete hai hum bas tumhe dekhkar Now I live only by looking at you
Saanson mein basne lagi jabse tu o jaaneja Since the time you've settled in my breaths o beloved
Apna sa lagne laga mujhko sara jahaan The entire world seems to be mine
Mehka mehka lagta mujhko khushiyon se dil ka nagar And the colony of my heart seems to be full of joy
Tumhari har ada, tumhari har nazar Every style of yours and every look of yours
Yeh kya kehne lagi tumhe hai kya khabar You don't know what they're saying
Is kadar pyar hai tumse ae humsafar O my better half, I'm in love with you in such a manner that
Ab toh jeete hai hum bas tumhe dekhkar Now I live only by looking at you
Tumhari har ada, tumhari har nazar Every style of yours and every look of yours
Yeh kya kehne lagi tumhe hai kya khabar You don't know what they're saying
“ The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.” — ...
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