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Hola, te escribo en esta noche callada,
preguntando si tu alma aún no está helada.
Espero que estés bien, aunque ya no estés,
te quiero, aunque duela, aunque no me ves.
Ojalá respondieras, aunque sé que no,
el destino nos dicta este cruel adiós.
Te extraño, lo siento, no puedo evitar
sentir que este ciclo no quiere acabar.
Hice algo malo, no hay vuelta atrás,
no espero perdón, no pido más.
Solo me queda el peso del viento,
y un corazón que grita: "Lo siento".
Al final del camino, ¿qué fue lo peor?
Tal vez demostrarte mi tonto amor.
Tú, que las sombras no puedes soltar,
no sabes querer, ni sabes amar.
Me desgasto en dudas, ¿qué pude hacer?
Pero es inútil, no vas a entender.
No sé quién te hirió, ni cuánto dolió,
pero mi corazón, también destrozó.
Llevo meses en pena, sin ver claridad,
te sigo queriendo con intensidad.
Lamento ser poca, ser solo un error,
mientras tú te escondes detrás del temor.
Todo se estanca, todo se ahoga,
tus promesas falsas, mi mente sofoca.
Dijiste amarme, lo hiciste creer,
pero fue mentira... y no quiero volver.
Algún día, quizás, estaré mejor,
sin este deseo de perder el control.
Mi pecho se rompe de tanto quererte,
pero amarte... no, eso es perderme.
¿Recuerdas la nota? Aquella verdad,
que llamé amor, sin oportunidad.
No hubo un futuro, no hubo un final,
porque así lo quisiste… no hubo un "quizás".
Hace unos días, tu voz regresó,
pero el tiempo, en mí, todo cambió.
No puedo odiarte, ni guardar rencor,
pero ya no te amo... se marchó el dolor.
Sigo perdida, sin rumbo, sin fe,
mi vida no encuentra razón ni porqué.
Aún me reflejo en lo que eres tú,
y eso es lo triste… me pierdo aún más.
Lo siento, lo digo, lo vuelvo a escribir,
pero esta vez... ya no quiero sufrir.
Después de poco tiempo decidí entender
que no debía pensarte hasta enloquecer.
Busqué el sentido de mi existir
y en este inicio, comienzo a vivir.
Esos meses en pena quedaron atrás,
solo un eco de lo que fue y no será.
Y aunque te extraño, mi pecho es sereno,
pues verte de nuevo… ya no es veneno.
Poco a poco, suelto el rencor,
el dolor, la sombra de tu desamor.
Tus palabras frías ya no me duelen,
ya no me hieren, ya no me pueden.
Sé que aún no he sanado del todo,
pero avanzo firme, aunque sea en el lodo.
Camino despacio, sin desesperación,
poco a poco… hacia mi salvación.
This sinner here --Michelle--
learned at St. Peter Chanel
there's no point to rebel
Life without God is Hell
Not just a state of mind
also an afterlife confined
to weep, & teeth-grind
all happiness -- behind
It would NOT be fun--
not "a day in the sun!"
no chance to go for a run
the joys of life -- done
Never chillin' with friends
too late to make amends
from Love, the soul rends
and remorse never ends
I don't know about you--
thoughts of Hell make me blue
but it really exists -- it's true
souls could avoid it if they knew
A big pothole in the crosswalk
won't disappear just cuz we balk
we have to watch where we walk
to be safe, lock, barrel and stock
To step up safely, it'd be smart
to climb the ladder to God's Heart
via her--who from Him--isn't apart
the Immaculata's sweet help is a start
Say, Mary be a mother to be now
she's closer to her Son than me --or thou--
from His Cross, He did endow
her to be a mother to us all --and how!
Mary's every word in the Holy Bible
can clear up any anti-Jesus libel
her love for all nations, intertribal
more devotion-worthy than Cybele
I hope Jacinta, Francisco, and Lucia
keep up their intercessory Ave Maria
praying till the world's end: good idea
for peace in Russia, Ukraine (& Korea)
These kids turned their lives around
with the fervent prayer life they found
their sacrifices for sinners did abound
due to their vision of Hell so profound
St. Faustina also envisioned Hell & told
to lovingly warn us, not abrasively scold
read her beautiful story and be consoled
Divine Mercy's testament is New, & Old
We have a way out, with the Lamb
(in other words, the Great I Am)
it's not too good to be true, no sham
Divine Mercy doesn't wish to damn
Ceaseless tortures? No thanks!
I'd rather join the ranks
of all the repentant cranks
giving up our sinful pranks
So then here's my advice
gotta be better than "nice"
but God's grace will suffice
to grow virtue from vice
He's the Way, Truth, and Life
He understands our strife
Urging us with Love, not a knife
Loving us though our sins be rife
There's a twist to this story
I look forward to Purgatory
as more purifying than gory
for God's greater glory
Ultimately I say: Aim Higher
God created us with the desire
after this short life, to retire
to sing in Heaven's choir
I do Love You
I do care I do care
I really care I really care
I do love you I do love you
From both sides Of my heart
Love is expressed xx Love is expressed
Just for You, my love Just for You, my love
There are no words to express how I truly feel
The world doesn't contain enough paper to hold all
Of the sentiment held in my heart for You on this day
I do really care about You, for You are my love, my one true love
I do care, I do love you, You are so special,You made just me
Life has issued me some good, some bad, and some laughter
Through it all you held me and have grown me into maturity
I do care about every aspect of your love, you care about me
Valentine's Day is a special time to share my thoughts of love
I am so glad that You chose me years ago to be thine
Joy fills my heart when I think about You and Your love
The sacrifice that You made for me long ago so that
I might live in abundance of grace and sweet love
Red paints the picture of the sacrifice given
A love that can't be explained in human
Terms of understanding now or ever
Thank you my Valentine
You are truly divine
One of a kind
The Lamb
Slain
They said the war was over, but I feel as if it has just begun. The heart is not meant to be broken, as it was all those years, through the war and the tragic storms, yet she confided in nothing but true love, the darkness, and demons appeared to take that away.
Time after time, it has become an endless battle. Her heart, her faith, and the pain had slipped away. She no longer sheds tears because those tears have turned into anger. Made to feel like a liar, this endless battle never ends, the cold colorful life that sits dreamt within her heart has now become a vivid dream and her heart is cold as a rock of emptiness and betrayal.
Just forgotten like the rest, now this time, she is just so used to feeling alone. She turns her head for she was tormented and tattered, abused and forgotten by most. She said, the hearts been broken by absurd language, and stories that could make you fall weak. That love she had, has turned to ice, cold, bare, and bitter, on this seemingly endless cold summer night!
All that has been lost, can never be repaired, the past is her past, to her the future is what is real. Sitting here dreaming of a world of marrying her biggest dreamt soldier, if given a moment to try and understand, she will give you a chance, been known for even a second at that. She asks Just to remember her heart was once solid and is now soft and broken too.
She made a promise to herself to let all that hurts her heart, go away with the wind, and the moon to the morning dew, and the first peak of the morning sunlight. To move on and have a future, that nobody else may ever justify or think about trying to determine! Like a soldier on the front lines, standing tall and straight, she will give you her promising word, until your actions have made her soon realize that it was all a mistake.
Perhaps, she found her soldier, on a little boat on the ocean, for thus was the day her failures and the war became a dream, and all her worst nightmares were now over, maybe her dreams were becoming of a reality, and the war of what love feels like has mended her heart to know, she’d finally found her truest lover.
This poem is inspired by the arts of Jim Warren, one of Disney's famous artist, and his famous piece titled A day for a Daydream, this poem has been approved by the artist himself.
Written by: Jessica Wiederhold
I patiently wait for the return of his presence,
The return of a man whom I've once loved
And to this day my memories with him,
Completes me and helps me to believe
That there is nothing wrong with the way I feel,
And the passionate future that I can see
Let me explain how he made me feel,
Wrapped in silk was the feel of his touch
A nice hot shower was the feel of his love,
The innocence of an infant was the look in his eyes
And it's breaking me to pieces, I mean it tears me to size,
The comfort and understanding I felt with him
And the dreams I share at night with him,
And the love I have inside for him
And nothing else matters, nothing ever could,
I'm not sure how but I fell inlove and I will wait forever
Cause forevers not too long if he's promised to me,
As long as I'm able to hold him again
And make sweet love to him again,
To touch him like no one ever could again
And then make sense to what we've just done,
So I could stare in his eyes and tell him how I feel
And break down that brick wall we built within eachother,
Even if it's for nothing, he's worth finding out
Then the pain will slowly subside,
And the tears will quickly fade to black
And him being gone will only be a memory,
That we will no longer have to look back on
This is how I feel for this man,
And no one knew how that would make me feel
The risk with love I will take for this man,
And the barriers that I may face
But who said loving would be easy,
And that it would'nt hurt much
That you would'nt blindly do things for love,
That you never before thought you do
And that I would'nt cry to say goodbye,
Everytime we have to part
Cause no matter how he loses,
He's still in first place
Still the only man I wake up crying for,
Still the only man worth dying for
Yet still no onther man can conquer how I feel for him,
Dear: Jon Doe,
I know I may have been acting real strange lately
But it's really not your fault,
Love has made me bitter again
So now it's time to ease the pain,
And in him I see the recovery
To face this world with these scars,
To tell them my battle with love
And how many time I've lost the war,
But I wont rush things this time
And place that burden on his shoulders,
But love him like I said I would
Sincerely Yours, Delilah
Copyright 2007
Don't ask your heart,
Don't blame it,
Don't chastise your heart,
Don't scorch it,
Make yourself assured
You grasped a true love,
That would never short,
Because I made it as hard love.
I will fill each hole of your heart
To have it eternally to my heart
I swear to my vains and pains,
I will gain the rains of love
Like grains to my brains.
The world was made for love
In animals we have doves
They love themselves without rivalry
That's why they live gourdly.
Don't ask a gourmet about Garri
I swear by the moon and the stars
That live in your steeped heart.
I swear by the love that hankers
To instil in your heart,
I swear by the wisp grins
Of your soft swathed chins
That were dabbed by my lips
I will love your lilac lips.
I will miss your smile,
You are always as my smile.
I will never forget your face,
You are always my pace,
No girl is so worthy in my space,
You are a buttress of my smile
My heart stayed as a wimp
In your love; it can't swim
Your blood is my heart's pool
Your love is much full
I swear by your breathes
That are under my heart's beneath
I swear by your heart's blood
That sprints like a heavy flood
I swear by your eye lashes
That are so hot like high school's lashes
I swear by your trachea's sighs
That allows sweet sighs
To overflow as my heart's sighs,
I will love thee as mine,
Because you're always in my mind.
Sweet love never dies
Sweet love always shines
Sweet love is always my tea
You're a sugar in my tea
By which it tastes thee
Your fragrance fills the atmosphere,
Your sweats dissolve the hydrosphere
Your skin that sways fluently
And the muscles that internally
Hoarded around your bones,
And your bloods within your bones,
I will never forget your love.
It is a long and narrow poem
That goes with touching tones
Your message is a poem
That chirps a melodious tones
Your steps always sound
In my heart's lounge
I will be triumphing your name
I will be caring your name
I will be in your name's fame
Your name will be a game
That I will be hunting as a game
You are frames that frame
My body like a door frame
Your heart will be a legitimate
I'll never be something intimidate
Only those that are magnates
In love will be magnates
That will purchase your heart's magnets
I have a good chiaroscuro
That will let me get a Goro.
When she was just fifteen…
She was but a child
But a sweet teen
She was kind of wild
Full of desire
Excited about love
In the ivory palaces of her mind
Which rose a white dove:
With a fury
Flawless in a never changing
World ...
She was just fifteen….
When she was twenty one
She was an adult
Unfolding splendor in the shades of heaven
Which she bought
To place a kiss that multiplied seven
With her sweet rapture
With beauty that glistens
With every rainbow
That played in with a light that shines
Looking for love
Like a delicate flower
With a heart of amorous whispers
So pleasing to her design
She was but twenty one….
When she was just thirty two
She had children
Her lovely face never hidden
With simple stories of heaven
With letters of praise
But still looking for love
Where love burns brilliantly
But all in the wrong places
Where the fullness of sweetness
Surrounds her with such wonders
She was but thirty two
When she was just forty five
She was abounding in glory
With hands holding
But she couldn’t say the words
With the sun bulging
Pulsating in her throat
Nothing could escape her sweet star
The word is love but still looking
With sweet air that turns
Mournful into light rain
Of her mind
She was just forty five...
When she was just fifty
Heaven was just beyond her door
Looking in the mirror
Where she didn’t know anymore
She thought she found love
In the winds of her chariot
But he went away
Her passion the most mindful of her soul
With grace and beauty in its divine power
She was just fifty...
When she was fifty five
The winds of time
On a hot summer night
Then she saw the light
And that
Took away the right
Of sweet love she thought
Where a scared space of the world
Let go and she sought
She was only fifty five...
When she was just sixty years old
She had lost love
It was not always so
A star she couldn’t resist
And found love
Her love was earth rising
With the most remarkable being
With a noble soul
Of denying love to be
Sought a different oblivion
Now all that remain are memories
Drowning the already dead
She was just sixty
Sweet letters of her soul from the beginning to the end; her lovely face never ending:
With scared looks and noble gesture her eyes were inflamed with the sun, basting in the glory of night.
Reaching for the one that she truly loves:
DIFFERENT AGES AND HER DIFFERENT LOVES
Brooke Dyan 2014
My Beloved,
My fervent Solemn passion
My LOVE bound to you
My Darling, I am entirely thine
As kindling in pure Formidable flame
My Beloved, My precious love
My better self,
If the moment of Immortality
Unveil to exist between us
I shalt whisper your Beloved name
As phantom of delight
Riveting as melodious
As mating birds
My Beloved,
My fervent Solemn passion,
Your elegance and beauty
As begotten rapturous vibrant
ebullient portrait of LOVE
As blissful birth of precious
glittering mother of pearl
Invigorating to purify
my tumultuous untamed heart
My Immortal Angel,
My Dearest LOVE
My Joyful Darling
My eyes, worships Your Eyes
In pure adoration
My eyes can NO longer
hide my addiction
My Immortal Beloved
The LOVE of sublimity,
Should I not let my eyes
become lit, before YOUR eyes
As my heart’s pupil of febrile eyes
Dives in your endless ocean
of LOVE to be drowned in ecstasy
My Beloved,
My fervent Solemn passion
My hunger has become a fain of fasting
My Darling,
Your Lips, a provocative budding beauty
which Loves to flaunts itself
shalt be my eternal
Adoring site of pilgrimage,
As my tender lips, as nourishing
As endless waves of ocean
can not resist rushing to wet
to rescue YOUR thirst of ecstasy
My Beloved,
My fervent Solemn passion,
Faithfullest heart,
My Love bound to you, As we stem
As rose garden of Elysium
As sweet scent of LOVE
Emanating from the blossoms
As our tender hands entangled
with Majestic Red Robe Of LOVE
As Our eyes wed
For moment of eternal serenity
to cast our Hearts net in endless
ocean of sublime ecstasy
to capture our own image of ONENESS
My Immortal Beloved
Sanctuary of Love, My Darling,
I am entirely Thine,
I clasp the hand of Love
As I clasp my body
As fortitude of Love
Against YOUR body,
The Citadel of Heaven,
As my lips penetrates the silence
to whisper tenderly in Thy Beloved ears;
I LOVE THEE,
As My hearts infinite tender majesty
Shalt illuminate the Devine promise of bliss
As it echoes in eternity,
As my heart decorate the tent of LOVE
My Beloved, My fervent
My Solemn passion,
My Darling, My precious one,
My soul exclaimed in delight jubilation
My Beloved LOVE
As I am fain to see THEE
in the Bethel of LOVE,
For Eternity
Forever Thine
Forever Ours
In a realm where love's illusion played its game,
A young and handsome man sought a heart to claim.
He danced on promises of love's sweet embrace.
Whispering vows of never-ending grace.
With gifts and dresses, he adorned his desire.
Her eyes sparkled with a flicker of fire.
He swore to stay faithful, never to stray.
But little did he agnize the price he'd pay.
Behind her beauty, a tempest did hide,
A tongue that lambasted with venomous slide.
Day and night, she nagged and demanded,
Turning their love into something so tainted.
He became a servant to her every whim,
He scrubbed floors and walls, his light growing dim.
She spent his arduous-earned coin with no remorse.
Leaving him with nothing but regret and coarse.
With each passing day, his heart grew heavy.
Longing for the love his whimsey was steady.
But trapped in a web of deception and lies,
He yearned for freedom; his spirit cries.
He dreamed of escape, of breaking his chains,
But the walls around him only caused him pain.
He wished he could turn back, undo the spell,
But the illusion he once believed had fell.
Regret filled his soul, a bitter taste in his mouth.
As he realized the truth of what love is about.
It wasn't the fancy gifts or sweet caresses.
But the genuine love that he had missed
The lesson he learned, though a painful one.
Was that love's illusion can come undone?
Beauty may captivate, but true love is kind.
And the bonds of deceit will leave you blind.
So beware, all young men who seek hearts to win,
Look beyond the surface, the charm, and grin.
For love is not found in material things,
But in the depth of a person's being.
Do not be fooled by beauty's deceit.
True love's foundation is strong and sweet.
Find someone who cherishes your soul.
Who will abide by you and drive you as a whole?
And remember, as you pass on your way,
Love is an option we earn each day.
So select wisely and let your heart guide,
In true love, there's no room for pride.
Learn from this tale, with its regretful end,
And may your love story never bend.
Remember, love is not just a passing trend.
It's a commitment, a journey, and a lifelong blend.
So cherish each moment, hold love close and tight,
And may your love story shine forever bright.
Across the dance floor, your soft sashaying gown flew
with its bright waving gleams of silver dust and blue;
within that blessed gaze, lonesome heart jumped a beat
seeing those golden slippers on your dainty feet,
feeling love's welcomed arrows shot by Cupid's bow
knowing that most treasured gift would forever grow!
That cool June night we walked under golden moon's beams
with your heart and soul gifting love that so redeems;
this man that had lost heart and walked a blind path
death long ago condemned this soul to darkest wrath,
torn asunder joy in life that had been a gift
chained this spirit upon a black-ship set adrift!
Loss of my beloved I once lived blind despair
wading through this evil world's black pits without care;
her sweet love reminding me of Hope that was lost,
found anew when your destined path with mine was crossed.
I saw the world with open eyes but could not see
Faith, till sight was laid upon fair beauty of thee...
Your rosy warmth danced with grace thawing my cold heart,
seduced by rousing rhythm never would we part.
My heart began to waltz and pallid pulse did race
as I saw charmed moonlight caress your angel’s face,
I longed forevermore to tilt your chin and kiss
your promising sunrise lips of heavenly bliss.
That early summer’s eve I took a leap of faith
willing to let go of my haunting lost love wraith,
I found with you the heart to fall in love once more
and glissade you in my arms ‘cross life’s ballroom floor.
Alone in love’s spotlight of golden moon beam’s glow
you have my whole attention for you stole the show.
Robert Lindley and Susan Ashley
(a collaboration)
June 27, 2018
Poet’s note: Yet again, it was my tremendous honor and privilege to collaborate with with you, Robert. There is an abundance of beautiful poetry overflowing the banks of your heart and soul, my talented friend, and I wade in the lovely flow of your poetic words.. Thank you for allowing me the pleasure of being your writing partner and for generously sharing with me in these wondrous poems of love, romance and hope; always hope - the common golden thread that runs victoriously through the weave of our writes.. With appreciation, thank you for another exquisite poetic and artistic experience, my dear friend.