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If I look at your body...
Will you turn away from me?
Don't be scared about this
Because it's a natural beauty to me
If I touch your body...
Will you be afraid of me?
It's all right to be afraid
Because I am also afraid
If I hold you close to my body...
Will you push me away?
You don't have to worry
Because I'll protect you with my soul
If I caress your body...
Will you tremble around me?
That's a normal feeling
Because I'm trembling too
And if I kiss your body...
Will you answer back to me?
You have to follow your heart
Because it's your true answer to my heart
Let my returned love be your acceptance
Because your complete body is the inner light of my hope
Let your natural feelings be released by my true feelings
Because my complete body wants to respond back to yours
Let my strong body give you passion
May your gentle body give me strength
And with our hearts and souls of our lives
Allow our sensual bodies be blessed with your endless love
There the young lady had stood looking from across the street
Being from the neighborhood she looked down upon in deceit
As each she walked by it began to affect her more and more
She knew it was all just a lie as yet another opens that door
As the light turned green she stood there staring at that place
Quiet the odd scene but this lady she had this certain grace
Instead of going straight she suddenly in turn made a right
Even changing just one fate that would shine one more light
Now standing just outside she felt butterflies in her stomach
This she couldn't hide the unnerving true feelings can inflict
But she didn't just leave but instead staying about an hour
When it decides to grieve the soul can carry so much power
She didn't talk to anyone but she didn't judge them either
Content in what she had done she just needed a breather
Tomorrow was another day doing what she was able to do
That night she began to pray, tomorrow maybe she'd see you
I start the day with a simple hello
I can see he’s ignoring it, though
Good intentions but now I’m low
He’s always gonna resist
I make a request to stop by
But he’s too private of a guy
I hang my head low and sigh
He’s always gonna resist
These conversations feel so hollow
We once were deep, but now shallow
Now I’m off to cry and wallow
He’s always gonna resist
I must not ask for a date
I won’t get one at this rate
It must be my fate to wait
He’s always gonna resist
Independence is all he will seek
True feelings he will never speak
This situation looks mighty bleak
He’s always gonna resist
I want to show how I care
But I know I mustn’t dare
For he is one to easily scare
He’s always gonna resist
He dealt death and devastation,
in the defense of his nation.
And soon morphed into a machine,
fueled by belief and caffeine.
Obeying orders he'd enforce,
he snuffed out life with no remorse.
Often brutal yet efficient,
patriotism was sufficient.
But taking his eyes off the prize,
reality opened his eyes.
And realizing what wars wrought,
he feels the death of those he shot.
Soldiers are supposed to deny
their true feelings and never cry.
So he blocks out the blood and pain,
trying to feel human again.
But lying in bed late at night,
he reflects on what's wrong and right.
And falls asleep fighting a tear,
unsure if it's from shame or fear.
(Rhyme)
06/28/2022
Tears of a Valiant Soldier Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Faraz Ajmal
A love that speaks our tongue
By Michelle Morris
05/10/2024
I remember walking in the park
I remember dancing under stars in the dark
I remember when we had our first kiss
I remember that you were the one I couldn't resist
Sometimes in our lives
We meet the one too young
We don't get the deep significance
Of a love that speaks our tongue
Sometimes in our world
The foundation shifts and changes
We don't even comprehend that
Our heart's freedom is in danger
Entwined from the very start
You held my gaze
It wasn't just your beauty
But the light in your face
So much shared emotion
With just one look
We knew it was forever
Written in Fate's Book
To understand each other deeply
Beyond the limitations of space and time
I remember that cherished moment
When you agreed to be mine
But nothing lasts forever
Even time has to die
I just thought we'd have this lifetime
To share our perfect rhymes
Sometimes in our lives
We meet the one too young
We don't get the deep significance
Of a love that speaks our tongue
Sometimes in our world
The foundation shifts and changes
We don't even comprehend that
Our heart's freedom is in danger
I wish I never had to say
That you were the one
The one that got away
Because we were young
But when the truth is told
The reality of it is
We lost each other's hearts
When we became jaded
Listening to the haters
The liars and the cheats
We allowed our hearts to harden
Forgetting our love was sweet
And now that we're older
We can look back with the bittersweet
Realising it was never really over
Just locked away true feelings
Sometimes in our lives
We meet the one too young
We don't get the deep significance
Of a love that speaks our tongue
Sometimes in our world
The foundation shifts and changes
We don't even comprehend that
Our heart's freedom is in danger
Sometimes in our lives
We meet the one too young
We don't get the deep significance
Of a love that speaks our tongue
Sometimes in our world
The foundation shifts and changes
We don't even comprehend that
Our heart's freedom is in danger
© Michelle Morris, 2024
I want
I want someone to watch romantic comedies with;
I want someone to give me a reason to live.
I want someone to sleep next to me in bed each night;
I want someone to join me in this fight.
I need to find a lover to take my blues away;
I am just a boy and she is just a girl and I know what I want to say,
But I don’t think today is going to be my day to say it;
So I will just have to stay infatuated.
Lift me up with whispered compliments;
I do not need them, but I savour them and take them.
I want to tell you perfectly what I really mean; what I have to say.
But I couldn’t find the right words, so I love you;
No! That’s not what I meant to relate.
I want to be with you if that is what you choose;
My heart is in your hands, it is up to you.
I think you are beautiful and would like to see how things go;
I want to be with you, I want you,
I want you to give me a chance to let my true feelings show.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Shaded essence of honesty,
the kind you forget to remember,
neglecting patience,
avoiding confrontations,
merely hoping for the best.
You know, it's really not that hard
to attempt and erase the past,
trust yourself completely
so that you aren't in a whole yourself.
Ripping up your heart,
the half that I once held,
owned,
gifted and cherished
with all the pity I endure now.
You're sense of clarity
is as clear as your fogged mind,
leaving only your rollercoaster-
one you took me on without choice-
one I've been on every single time,
a roller coaster with a merry-go-round track,
I hope one day your mind is clear
and you remember not only the bad but the good
and with that I hope you reveal your true feelings,
decide what you ultimately want
because right now I'm just your rag doll,
I'm merely your revenge,
all because it's what I deserve
and I have no other say.
So please,
before you carry on,
sink into your thoughts,
remember both good and horrid memories,
remember first friendship is the beginning,
it leads to things both good and bad
So please,
before you decide to ignore me,
let me know where I stand
instead of leaving me in the dark.
Please,
forget me not.
Your smile overshadows your desire to cry
but I see the sadness beneath those eyes
your soul needs a place to hide and disguise
the true feelings you harbor within you
Why are you so sad tonight?
words come still, yet so contrite
don't speak at all - you've got that right
that's not been taken from you
Can you express how you feel about me?
probably not, that's not reality
don’t know that I would want to see
that I didn't know the right way to love you
You matter to me more than words can say
but for now I'm just stayin' out of your way
‘til you approach me on your own one day
I’ll be ready with these arms to hold you
I've carried you with me, every step of the way.
I've thought of you every morning, and at the end of each day.
You may not realize, how much to me you mean.
My actions may not have shown it, my true feelings may have gone unseen.
But please know this, deep down in my heart.
Appreciated and loved, you have played such a big part.
In my hour of need, you were standing right by my side.
Whenever I think of you, I feel so much pride.
Even as I grow old, I now look back on my life.
I'm not sure what I would have done, my childhood was so full of strife.
With nothing to gain, I could always count on you.
You led me out of the darkness...you helped get me through.
I was only but a child, but you gave me all you had.
I'm thankful for every sacrifice, even through all the bad.
I will now pay it forward, I will help others too.
I will share with others my kindness, all because of you.
on a sultry day when there was nothing else to accomplish,
roaming around listlessly in my parents' house, stumbled at a little diary from my teenage years!
with a pretty picture of a rose bouquet on the cover!
my best friend, I thought I couldn't live without, but disappeared later in my life, got the diary for me -
located it among her father's office-materials,
and determined - it was a nice present for a book-worm girl whose only passion was papers!
although she was so thoughtful, it was a really tiny diary, I thought - not enough space to cover all my gripping thoughts!
my head was bursting with ideas - from appeasing my over-scrupulous math teacher’s tantrums, to secret plans of rendezvous with friends,
and mostly about the boys around us, some of whom were a bit silly,
but paid a lot of attention to me!
question was - who did I like? they seemed unpretentious, were they really?
was not sure myself. one day decided on one,
and he biked away at an accelerated speed at my sight!
was I not pretty? was I not charming?
was I bossy to frighten them? was my voice not alluring?
at last I did decide not to bother about them too much!
but get on with my literary life!
the diary was my precious friend, as close as a friend could be,
I confided, poured my soul, everything in her - from my deep-down secrets, little happinesses, my innocent pleasures,
to the intense sadnesses I felt sometimes.
it was not the passionate diary of a brave young girl hiding in the secret basement of a building,
hiding from the cruelest regime in the world,
it was candid expressions of a sensitive, shy, demure, emotional teenager,
the only outlet of her true feelings about the intriguing world.
how much I admired the pretty dresses my friends wore, and wished I had a few!
how much I admired spending time in our patio at the magnificent dawn when nobody was up, to see what I was up to,
how much I wished I were an author, and wrote novels like Jane Austen.
how much I wished I lived in Shakespeare's time, and be one of his maidens -
Miranda, and Opehelia, and Juliet, and Rosalind -
who emerged in my wildest dreams when I was in a dreamland!
the dreams which I wished, would never end,
but for sure they ended eventually!
A Diary - a few pages bound together - was me!