Passion Sonnet Poems

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet

In a garden of whispering twilight
Silent love...

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Floating lanterns of burning wishes dance 
a flickering pulse of prosperity;
Hanging on to hope with such nuance 
they glide on still water delightfully;

Remain peaceful in...

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Condescending Mastermind
Your path is certain,
Always a narrow line.
Your words you fill with sweet designs;
Relinquish scattered emotions to the flame of the hearts, 
Now eroded with...

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"So I lived my life in a dream world
For the rest of my days
Just you and me walking hand in hand
In a wishful memory" 
from...

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I want him to hold me and make me complete. I want him to pop my celibacy. I want to be loved by no other....

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Rhythmic pounding in my chest,
Constant beating without rest.
This is the plight of ever heart,
Pumping blood is its biggest part.

Physical attributes I see. 
There still seems...

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An envelope of pink that she had kissed
sometime before, her perfume lingered still,
earthy reminders of last evening's tryst;
lay, unexpected, on his windowsill.
It's blatant presence flamed...

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Devrais-je feindre l'ignorance pour cacher mes sentiments, 
Ou devrais-je vraiment m'en soucier, incapable de feindre? 
Tant de courage pour affronter l'inconnu, 
Pourtant muet devant elle,...

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In the quiet glow of dawn,
Where shadows play and merge,
There she stands -
A vision, a muse, a silent whisper of desire.
Her beauty, an unspoken verse,
Crafting...

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My love since you are away
I visit you in my heart
I pull the image of your spirit from my soul
That way you are inside of...

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For love cannot abide a troubled soul
Nor hold the trembling hand of aging fear
Lest it succumb as doubt makes it less whole
And yet deny its...

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Slumber can wait, as twilight calls
Paper and pen quiet the rage
Transported down memories’ halls
Time’s passage, like print on a page

Through the flowing ink, words appear
Musings...

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I do the absolute best that I can, 
making you happy makes me happy too;
Maybe I should be called your biggest fan,
but really who has...

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Each flower speaks; each bud shares this silently; each bird chirps.
Isn't the cry of each creature an urgent call for love?
Even the wicked acts of...

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Let me leave the fabric spinning off "social lubricant."
Or the amino acid that alters brain attention
the alert, attentive, calm, cumulative jubilant
I attain at a cup...

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