Love has endured timeless ages,
it has been spoken with sweet
and intense words:
but to understand it,
we must truly feel it!
Live can be magic,
love can be tragic;
who is willing to proclaim it?
Famous writers and notorious people
have expressed it with their affectionate ways,
does it resonate and make me tremble:
either to invoke death, or claim glory?
Sadly, many have never known it wholly
and died with this beautiful word
murmured on their trembling lips;
I'm ashamed to say I have craved it,
never got a sigh from its sublimeness,
or tasted the delightfulness of its exquisiteness!
Live has endured timeless ages,
it has enhanced the beauty of words;
only the deluded ones have been deprived of it,
seen their dreams burn and turn to grey ashes...
while the lucky lovers praise it
and raise it to Heaven with a clamorous shout!
Categories:
sublimeness, age, devotion, emotions, endurance,
Form: Rhyme
I'm fazed by your stunning, teeth exaltedness
It's sumptuous when you show your sublimeness.
You turned that rose branch like a rosebud softness.
Betting finely on one's heart's splendidness.
Moon is full, and my heart is whetted to your goodness.
Your deep and allured ties spur love niceness.
Your touch thrusts my spirit in a final motionless.
Don't roar when you lam the sole soul weariness.
Every single hymn in the sanctum is boundless.
Written: September 4, 2021
Categories:
sublimeness, analogy, appreciation, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Monorhyme
Ode To The Hourglass
E'er spent in the margin of its clutch of us,
We breathe its granules in nighttide befallen,
Wanderers adrift campaign design to thus,
Daytime withdrawal of star hole we crawl in,
Be of that horizon art great plentitude,
A minuscule scope be a grand solitude,
The vast separateness, still, purposed value,
Withal, dissolve in its depths, I and shall you,
Sands prey unto gravitational split palm,
smattering contributions from character,
exfoliates abruptly the sedate calm,
genteel indiscernible that surrender,
the retired bit is given in chambered rest,
that visualness measuring of time's quest,
allowing the said duties of weightiness,
do the essential action of sublimeness.
2020 March 02
Howmanysyllables;
16 lines x 11 syllables per = 176 syllables total
Categories:
sublimeness, poetry, time,
Form: Rispetto
Into Nothingness
Near the shore a seagull called me
To take a walk under her spread-wing,
I heard the waves called me too!
The sea breathed out the wind, and
I listened to the murmurings of her splashing billows,
My heart found a repose in her vastness,
she sang my hymn of life,
I knew the grandeur of the sea and my being
Could be transformed into nothingness, that
could travel to the furthest end where exists
Only an essence of supreme sublimeness!
Categories:
sublimeness, devotion,
Form: Free verse
Call forth the war
Call forth a cunning shroud of aptitude
Bring down the damnation
Extinguishing the virtuous spender
Thy father of darkness, brightness
Let me call forth the dawn of a new era
Bringing down satire upon the blaspheme
Draining their wretched sublimeness
Build thy father’s tower of the begetter, in submissive
A shield that withstands the hostile ill-natured
Thou shall remain unbreakable, Thou shall remain blistering
For they cannot counter
Thy spirit, thy last breath, thy essence shall not be swallowed by the fury and flames
The scorcher of the skies, the quake of the earth
Let the light you hold glide across the lands
Hear me now and engorge my words, so life of all ether can concord
Upon the heaven gates and upon the magnified perdition
The principle forces that you wield binds are hands creating elasticity
Bringing obedience upon enormous power
Purify the bitterness upon lost souls
To stand free, calling on a brighter invocation
Categories:
sublimeness, evil, fantasy,
Form: Free verse