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I was hiding in the shadows,
he didn't see me there.
I watched him kiss her lips,
And stroke her long dark hair.
The body language was sure,
There was no reason left to doubt.
He was cheating on me,
And I had just found out.
I was left dumbstruck, but I remembered,
He was going out each day and night.
But he always fed me excuses,
I chose to accept instead of fight.
Keeping a calm mind and body,
Refusing to unhinge,
I'll stay focused and strong,
While I plan my sweet revenge.
10 years of love and marriage,
It now seemed such a waste,
To have married this sorry loser,
I will leave him post-haste.
I will take all the money,
As you probably already knew,
The cars, the gold, the house,
And the boat, which was new.
I will get some satisfaction,
Although I may be sad and blue.
I will move on with my own life,
With a man that is true.
TURN THE PAGES OF YOUR HISTORY AND FIND THE PAGES OF YOUR SOUL
THE ONES THAT CONTAIN THE MYSTERY OF YOUR BREATH'S INTAKE (B)
BEND WITH THE WIND AND CURVE YOUR MIND AROUND THE THOUGHTS
THAT SPRING FORTH WITH LIFE AND TRUTH. SIFT AWAY ALL YOUR WORRIES
AND ENTER INTO THE SANCTUARY OF GRACE THAT HAS BEEN PLACED ONTO
YOUR PATH. CARESS THE WINGS THAT SUSTAIN YOU AND HELP YOU TO FLY.
THEY WERE DELIVERED TO YOU BY HIS HOLY GRACE . (B)
SILENZIUM, SIENZIUM , SILENZIUM , SILENZIUM, SILENCE,
TAKE ME THERE....
BOOKS AND BOOKS OF STORIES READY TO BE READ. YOUR STORY IS THE
ONE THAT NEEDS TO BE TOLD WITH THE SILENCE OF YOUR BEATING HEART.
READ IT TO THE ANGELS AS THEY PERCH THIER WINGS UPON THE BALUSTRADE
OF HEAVEN. UNHINGE ALL FEARS, FOR HERE IN PARADISE THERE IS ONLY ONE
THING THAT NEEDS TO BE ATTENDED TO. TELL YOUR STORY OF LOVE (B)
THISP AGE OF HISTORY CONTAINS YOUR SIGNATURE. SUCCEED AND YOU
SUCCESS WILL BE SEWN WITHING THE STITCHES OF THIS TIME AND MOMENT. (B)
REMEMBER YOU LIVE IN THE CRADLE OF THE GREATEST UNIVERSE OF ALL TIME.
THIS IS A ROCKING MOMENT AND YOU ARE THE DESIGN CREATED BY YOUR
MOTHER /FATHER. GIVE THANKS FOR YOU ARE A STORY OF ETERNITY WELL TOLD.
BREATHE..... a lasting message ,
"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
Mahatma Ghandi "
a thought strikes a match
nothing much, a little flame
moths alter their course
someone whispers, what if this—
the curtain catches the light
a balloon inflates
sky requires another sun
string loosens, goes slack
already counting the stars
on the backs of envelopes
morning finds the chairs
still facing yesterday's stage
confetti in shoes
someone refolds promises
along familiar creases
after all, a spade
fits superbly well in hand
soil under the nails
the gate can't bend or unhinge
rain dons handle with slippers
no trumpets today
the kettle attends to rain
a chipped cup, still warm
someone has darned the elbow
of the coat we nearly threw
Now day follows day
Plunges into dust,
Along that old play
Between trust and thrust.
Now just for a while
Accord a kind will,
Unhinge with a smile
That coarseness you feel.
Now if you still best
A weary burden,
Discern and digest
Gall that must return.
Now night covers night
To tally and keep,
Note surreal insight
That caress deep sleep.
Now if wit must fail
To steady a pun,
Learn then to avail
With new jest you pun.
Now beyond this surge
Of grim metaphors,
Look to inner urge
To easy laughter.
Now let humour roll
Out your red carpet,
Transit lofty toll
As madness blankets.
Leon Enriquez
06 December 2014
Singapore
Occasionally I dream.
Black ominous spots as my eyes close.
A dream I never remember,
A dream I don't want to remember.
For when I do I cringe with fear,
Sit in a corner of my darkened room,
Trying unsuccessfully to forget.
Fitful recurring dream,
That leaves the palate dry,
Devoid of savored zest,
Flat as unleavened bread.
Murky shadows in a dark room,
Swirling, gasping, mutely roaring,
Ugly, brusque, dyspeptic, and morose.
It gyrates meaninglessly in the void,
A menacing, unpleasant stench
That eventually dissolves into nothingness.
A dream orchestrated to confuse,
Meant to gradually unhinge the mind.
So fatigued, I sleep and dream.
The rest I am awake to face
The terrors of the night.
Surrounded by four impenetrable walls.
12/04/2013
My hearts starting
to unhinge
And it will no
longer cringe
When your soft skin
touches mine
Even though it took
some time
To begin a new found
trust
And have someone
finally touch
Me in a way I don't
freak out
Since that night
left me without
My good safety
anymore
When he kicked down
my front door
And attacked me
without care
I was frozen with
the fear
After he finished
his thrills
I was going to get
killed
But for hours he
just taunted
Leaving me broken
and haunted
Alone and naked on
the floor
Laughing, walking
out the door
Days and months went
slowly by
With years of
therapy to try
And get me out of
this prison
This cruel rapist
left me in
It would always take
me back
To this sad, hurtful
attack
When a guy would
start to stare
All I could see was
the fear
That I felt way down
inside
That would open up
so wide
If someone new would
come close
My heart turned to
ice and froze
No one could ever
defrost
The pain from years
of life I lost
Until you
accidentally
Brushed my arm and I
could see
No pictures of his
mean face
And the torture of
that place
All I felt was warm
emotion
Filling me up with
no caution
As I saw your eyes
meet mine
Helping my heart
thaw to find
A new life with
someone who
Would carefully help
me through
Bringing me back
from the dead
The past fading from
my head
1. Every space is filled
this is definitely a love match
cultivating a field of many Asters
smoothening life to a mind boggling degree
the definition of this bliss
is an outcast to the perception of many witnesses
shining our star up so high
for single princesses royal
to marvel and fantasize.
Chorus
She loves me…….
I love her…….
All that matters…….
In our world is our love…….
2. We’ve given divorce a show down
and hand cuffed division before it stabs
too close for air to invade
filled into each other to falsify vacuum
nature will melt for our hearts to unhinge.
we are so equal in need of no mental diplomat
b’cos right from the beginning,
taste of any bitter pill has been reprieved.
Chorus
She loves me…….
I love her…….
All that matters…….
In our world is our love…….
3. Two pouring wines in one glass cup
is an embodiment of incomprehensible unity
with street lights of testament
even if from a third class.
There are moments when filth
and quest to temporarily act feather brained
are too spicy
but we’ve come this far with
the belisha beacon placed in these traffics
of rushing danger.
Chorus
She loves me…….
I love her…….
All that matters…….
In our world is our love…….
4. Uneasy and completely mixed
is this journey
each climb wakes us more.
I had to scour my pride
she in turn rasterized her emotions
for a legendary recreation
of a surviving sweetness so soft to touch
like the Nubuck
unbeknownst to life, It’s been creamed
back and front to be self unrecognizing
from its own mirror.
Chorus
She loves me…….
I love her…….
All that matters…….
In our world is our love…….
I was lost, thoroughly lost and sat brooding.
Dejected and desperate with no one to share,
Withdrew into the dark caverns of my own shell,
Snapping all connections with the outside world.
Trapped in the piercing claws of despair,
I waited around the bend for the sharp jaws to unhinge.
Did I hear a gentle whisper in my ears,
Like the soft sibilance of dancing waves?
“Arise, Awake, bolster your spirit” Did someone say?
It was like a gentle breeze tousling my hair.
It passed caressing my cheeks and my whole being.
It lifted my spirit above all chaos,
Burnt the blues of every hue outright.
I felt the feathery touch of love,
Granting me the grace to forgive and forget.
A beacon of light was seen in the night sky.
Guiding me and exhorting me to wake up,
Unveiling new paths for me to tread on,
Gifting me with a new sense of worth,
Kindling resilience, unhooking all knots of gloom.
Kissed by the passing breeze of this awakening,
I emerge into a new being, empowered and ready,
To take on life anew, with no chains and no cage.
I feel my wings opening out and the vast sky sprawling above.
Seek to know more
As affluence spores
Here at the door
Feel ample core
Watch success shore
When less is more?
Wonder works well
Just where you dwell
To each a prize
Of grand surprise
Look, do you see?
Watch what may be
Count your blessings
Feel soul telling
Each moment thrills
The easy will
Do what you need
Beyond coarse greed
And when you bleed
Watch how pain feeds
The path of wealth
Tells of your health
Truth has a way
To save your day
See that you see
Love that sets free
Purpose finds gain
In passion's pain
Live not in vain
For love speaks plain
Undo the lust
Lest you go bust
Unhinge vain greed
Take what you need
Too soon, too late
Death's at the gate
All earthly things
End with death's sting
Use well your time
To grace fond chimes
Know this my friend:
This life must end
Leon Enriquez
05 June 2017
Singapore
(1) Approaching with calculated strike, my psyche your aim; you anticipate my demise.
(2) With kind-hearted souls, vulnerability is oft misjudged. Frailty the frock we wear…?
(3) You presume pure passion and palpable tenderness portray a sappy sweetheart. Rather, love’s
(4) blaze ought infer diversified pleasures, boundless paths to endless expression, and intensity for life
(5) as well as love. The old cliché… and you have assessed poorly, my friend. Thus, your lamentable plight.
(6) For I am warrior, through and through. This blood courses through veins with same magnitude and
(7) ferocity as impassioned lover and will not be wasted on you! So, when you come, come prepared
(8) for every move will be countered, every thrust deflected, all advances refused. Your endeavor to
(9) unhinge me, drive me mad, even insane will lead to your last breath, defeat, undeniable pain.
(10) Great risk for ‘tis no match which can be scored. Exists but one conclusion when one lives by the sword…
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12/8/19
For If you live by the sword then you die by the sword Poetry Contest
By Silent One
(Note: Though it appears not to have met the 10 line maximum requirement, it was 10 on my word document. I've decided to take a chance by submitting it while I consider reconfiguring this already condensed piece. I numbered each line to show where the line breaks occur ~Thank you so much for your patience :)