our homes
once paradise
are swept away by storms
risen in the Bay of Bengal
Oh, sad!
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our homes
once paradise
are swept away by storms
risen in the Bay of Bengal
Oh, sad!
oh sad
distance, time/space,
we must be there, a place
where, face to face, amazed,
we touch
we touch,
the magic's there
time has not erased love
Sown grey in our hair, not our hearts
my love...
we touchQuote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
like petals two
kissing one another's
lips, oblivious of all around
and melt
my love...
how should I say
i live only by you
by the ecstasy of your feel
your love
your love
of life through words
touches my heart and soul
so that in my mind I am there
with you
this is superb ! almost a precise of my earlier poemQuote:
Originally Posted by ampoule
with you
i vow to live
like a cotyledon
of deep consolidated love
sprouting
sprouting
like flowers in
the garden of eden
make sure to be aware of the
serpent
serpent
please don't bite me
oh, a nibble perhaps
be sure to leave some of my flesh
for him
for him
wait these two eyes
even after I'm dea;l
eat every thing of me,O serpent
but eyes!
but eyes,
why do you watch
the evil moves of pain
that circle in my ugly mind?
awake!
Awake!
The alarm rings
screaming wake up! Wake UP!
And cursing, I tear from dreams to
reality.
reality
does not live in
deceptively shining
mirrors which only reflect what's
virtual !
virtual ?
it is too true,
when I awake, the taste
of her kisses and sighs, I smile
all day
all day
the wind of thought
blows through me beckoning
a pause in my activity
tickling
tickling
in my sore throat
running eyes, running nose,
coughing, hoarse, hardly talk, hard to
breathe right..
breathe right,
I say, slow down,
I trace your lips again,
my finger memorizing them,
wishing
wishing
upon a star
goes unlimitly far
when you truly just believe in
magic
magic -
real or unreal?
fire from sticks, fire from rocks,
a galaxy with poetry,
spinning
spinning
tops for children.
let their innocence be spun.
for once that top's spinning has stopped
it's gone.
it's gone
that old sorrow
I've opened the windows
making room for a new tenant
rent free
rent free,
sometimes we are
tennants in our own lives -
Ah! RENT FREE, say it from treetops,
Swaying!
wishing
you all the best
even if you hate me
my love for you is forever
stone-heart !
stone-heart.
he will break you.
tenderness hides the truth.
no love except love of sadism...
loves tears...
loves tears...
she hates to smile
give her a sniff of love
perhaps she may become her own
and laugh !
and laugh
with abandon -
unreserved emotions
overflow like the bath you and
I shared.
I shared
too much, too soon
he thought he had it all
but I had reserves, yes, new things
surprise
surprize,
candles, music,
a slow dance of sight, sound,
indulgences, the bath, massage,
relax
Relax
There is always
Tomorrow to finish
Cooking Becasue Tanksgiving is
Thursday
Thursday
is just a day
like any other day
unless you come and share with me
our love
Our love
in this bottle
shall not weep for long and
gently shall be deflowered in
cul sec!
cul sec,
oh help me, French
teacher, it's been so long,
sounds like liquor, but deflower?
next please
next please
I'm in hurry
just fifteen minutes left
for the flight to take off for Rome
hurry !
hurry?
I like walking
in the deep woods, time slows
and the day is night before you
notice
notice
I have taken
of your beautiful lips
It would be cruel not to kiss them
with love
with love
comes awkwardness...
do I touch, will she like--
confused chaos somehow settles--
a kiss..
a kiss..
is a blessing
of lips which are first made
by nature in creation of
fetus
fetus
ever growing
like love that must be born
surrounded in soft protection
sleeping
sleeping
snugged in my arms
I caress her red hair
she looks up and tries to smile
pussy cat !
PussyQuote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
cat is not right
two syllables only
should be this line of poetry
you write
*I changed it too late the first version, which was used in the next poem was:
Pussy
cat is cheating
two syllables only
should be contained if we follow
the rules