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James Lukas Poem
If my heart were made of paper
Would you tear it?
Would you hear it?
Would you fear it?
Or just strain it?
Would you make it cry?
Would you turn it dry?
If I asked you why,
Would you care to try?
Would you decorate my paper heart?
Or just shatter it like you did from the start?
Would you pierce it with a plastic dart?
Would you bake it a chocolate tart?
Or drive it in a cart?
Would you play a part?
Or blow it apart?
Please don’t take my paper heart
It’s all I have left.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2013
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Soon, me and you will reunite
Both dressed in black but never in white
Because black symbolises a dark, gloom, mystery
For I know not your secrets and you know not my history
It's funny how our lives seem not to infuse together
Your origins are much different compared to mine
Our universes however intertwine
For the matter in which we both are standing lies intact with love as its bond
A hidden love, unpropelled and held into your soul
For greed still remains although we're freed or so we think
Our links embroiled in a civil war
Civil in a sense that we are one
A man and wife, a tribe, race, nation
You see it not I know but sometime we all have to go
For temporarily we live, believe, decieve or recieve a nature
A human nature, that makes us conceive and act on our cerebation
An incarnation of a death star
Celebration of a nation held by pessimism and hate
Most of the time we find we're too late.
So I say think, manifest, reinvest and be happy for life is short
And we are a sport of our own temptation.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2014
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James Lukas Poem
Your hair is like the
finest silk, your clothes
are made of linen, your
eyes are gorgeous as
the earth and you are
my beginning, your
contemplation is
unique, your beauty's
far from old, my love
for you is an antique, a
story long foretold.
Your breath is all i can
afford, your english is
concord, for you i'd
cease to live this life
and prone to flee
abroad...
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James Lukas Poem
Your love has made me weary
Your eyes do light the way
Your lips must taste like berries
Or chocolates far away
Your hair smells like vanilla
Just ask me and I’ll stay
To hold you in my strongest arms
And in the grass we’ll lay.
I love your voice the sweetest sound I’ve heard in all my years
So hold my hand, do hold it tight, we’ll make it through our fears
Or even when you still have doubt you’ll see my drying tears
So please give me a chance to redeem my dying love
For I have nothing left, but cheers and a flightless dove.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2013
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James Lukas Poem
I wish you could see
you from my eyes, my
point of view, my soul
dost subdue to the pain
disguised as hate for
the skies, my intellect
lies, as thunder is heard
and the eagle cries, for
not all men are bred to
puncture thy heart, i
promise to mend and
never choose part, or
partake in reigning a
brokenable heart, but
rather look after it from
the very start, so hate
me not for words i may
not heave, if the silver
cord breaks i may have
to leave, forever the
tears forsaken to
grieve, if you loved me
back you'd know that
i'll breathe.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2013
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James Lukas Poem
Tick tock, tick tock, i'm
running out of time,
my burning heart has
turned to white and
nothing else, but lime.
Could this be it? Could
this be the very end,
you've turned me
down a hundred
times and i've become
your friend. While i
lay here upon my bed
i think of eyes that
gleam and when i
tear for i have been
misled by lights and
beams, your heart is
pure like wool as
white that's sin is
washed away, i'll let
you go , for you said
so as night has turned
to day.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2013
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James Lukas Poem
The eagle head has spoken
Even the lightning bolt is broken
My memory starts to fade
Like I have not been called or chosen
The vortex has enlarged
And ate the cortex of the raged
A missing piece
My tears have dried as lovers kiss in rain
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James Lukas Poem
Your reverbarating
heartbeat silhouettes
the love that we're in,
your proverbial eyes
hide the fate that
terribly awaits, all my
life i've wondered
where you've been, the
sudden sound of wings
as birds migrate. I love
your smile, your accent
too, i'd be there right
now, if you asked me
to. Your softest touch,
your, rosé voice. You're
glamorous face and the
things you do. You
heave to kiss with lips
so rare, your laughter a
sound of sonnets fair,
your hair falls down
your shoulder bone,
one gaze from you and
i'd turn to stone.
Copyright © James Lukas | Year Posted 2013
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