Romance Psychological Poems

I emerged with a silver pen in hand,
…and a tempest raging within.
Words writhe, a serpent's coil,
…tightening their grip,
A soul adrift in a sea of 
…self-made...

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"Liaison"


All seeing,
one eye watching
isn’t blind

I close mine
then open them,
shut the mind

there’s a certain bad romance
in the all seeing 
just being, drags you in 

then you...

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Every way they tried to make me fear;
Could never sway the connection I felt.
Everytime I am alone, I wish he was here.
This longing is how...

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"Toy Soldiers" 

we called.
you came.
but you were nothing
like we thought

the messages
on golden disc
we sent, were caught
a little foreign romance

we were seeking,

we bought, but you 
and...

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SHATTERED ME!

Scintillating splendor of stars
Stimulated me, gazing by the window,
Hugging the bars, feeling the freshness
My mind just a wanderlust!

Far away from my window
Under the boughs,...

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Play as you wish
There are no boundaries
Taste me eat me
I am your dish
Do as you wish
There are no boundaries...
Note.Johny Boy use me as a toy......

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Seeing you in the soft blue 
looking for the outline 
I feel your quickly shifting silhouette 
Watching your passing sigh 
Knowing your shadows of soft...

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Morning! Sunrise! Fresh happiness arrives!
With dawn and songs of birds existence thrives!
Music and hymns from holy shrines do gong!
Each plant, tree, flower, and fruit adds...

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The curiosity of knowing 
What he is doing 
to How he is doing
Is the journey 
from Attraction to Love...

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The Unknown Woman in the black dress
Her blonde hair laying over her shoulder
The dress complimented her tan, toned legs
Her black heels with bling on her...

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"Dream Bug"



Hour glass 
rainbows sparkling
crystal grainy rapids
sliding intrepidly through life’s fingers

their coloured sands speak in tones
they are obtuse and vapid 
like snowflakes they fall 
confetti...

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How Not to Get Red



Some love death, and celebrate with fire.
Full peace is in no way their desire.


The poison of media ignorance is killing us.
Always...

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"Samsara in the 5th"



The phenomenal world
is illusory, it calls for 
nothing of substance
romance is laid out
legs and hearts spread
open like a catalogue 
touched through the...

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The Cane

Not made of candy, but real wood. 
It belonged to my father’s father, 
and his father, before him. 

No, they were all good man....

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"The Grey Goose and the Languages of Doves"



He threw the Grey Goose 
out the window,


It landed on 
The Road;


shattered in a dozen 
sharp glistening diamond
different...

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