beauty,
is like a rose
that blooms in spring for the
pleasure of nectar-sucking moths
then fades
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beauty,
is like a rose
that blooms in spring for the
pleasure of nectar-sucking moths
then fades
nectar-sucking moths again is it?
then fades
dropping petals
and releasing seeds to
carry on the wind. beauty starts
anew.
anew
shall we discuss
the matters of heart's joy
the problems of aging body,
Or what?
or what
would you prefer?
mystery lies in both
aging and in joy. tell me what
you want.
you wantQuote:
Originally Posted by asilef73
exactly what
I had been looking for
a cocktail of beauty and age
to drink;) :)
Quote:
Originally Posted by asilef73
Exactly!!
Welcome, Lady !Quote:
Originally Posted by ampoule
to drink
in your deep sighs
and breathe your every breath
i would sacrifice all. i'm held
captive.
captive
thou are not in
Love's world two hearts beat
together in total freedom
of self
of self
i must give more
to prove my worth of love.
why do i always seem to give,
not take?
not take
a kiss for free
nor give a kiss for free
but in the realm of heart givers
take lead!
take lead?
dear, have i not?
recall the day we met...
didn't you discern the heart i
gave you?
gave you
not me my heart
in return for your heart?
Why thou complaineth now , my dear,
kiss me!
kiss me
you sweet young fool!
i swear to not reject
your tender advances bravely
put forth.
put forth
whatever you
are hiding in your blob
of heart so I can put my soul
in there
in there
your soul resides!
how is it you did not
miss what took me so long to steal
from you?
from you
came the message
the messenger told me
'Sir, how did you lose your heart to
my dame''?
my dame
or my sire
bestowed upon me the
impulse for dreaming of love meant
to be
to be
in your lover's arms
is gaining paradise
on this terrestrial patch of
ugly gloom
:) i know you are sleep deprived. sleep well, Maz!
ugly gloom
can be dispelled
by trading words with
me. we will paint a world where love
rules all.
rules all
with equal hand
True love is willful loss
a sacrifice for another
and more
and more
that is given
without resentment. love
is a selfless act when in its
best form.
best form
of Love is Love
love for love sake they say
love for the sake of banal thing's
mere lust
mere lust
can cause a wise
man to do foolish things.
judgment impaired for a moments
pleasure.
pleasure
of seeing you
may not be as good as
keep loving an unseen goddess
for'vr!
hey! is for'vr an actual abbreviation or are you cheating? :lol:
for'vr
is a long time
to love the unseen and
goddesses demand worship and
homage
Well, the correct form may be different such as forev'r or bla bla but such contractions have been used by poets to meet their rhythmic requirements
homage
has to be paid
by the weak and fragile
to the powerful without any
demur
demur
as with a bud
a butterfly hastens
to choose a more mature bloom to
pander
pander
why? The budding
flower attracts the moth
more than any flower in bloom
to bloom
to bloom
at an early
stage, when to spread your wings
and take to the friendly skies thrown
ariight
aright
on her four feet
falls the cat on the ground
or the monkey on his two legs
aright!
I think mazHur you would have preferred if I answered your haiku
to bloom
as to which bloom
moth roughshod crusading
through reveries of rapturous
riot
It's just a game,,,, friend!
Sorry, mazHur
aright
Woe, wrong, I sing
this song to pass away
the time of day and gravely say
"S'aright!"
"S'aright!"
well said, my friend,
when the heart misses beat
when circulation has slowed down
all's dull
all's dull
when routine has
established itself in
all life's aspects. variety
is spice.
is spice
too hard to find?
Fetch some from the blue sea
some from the garden, some from hills
Rejoice!
Rejoice!
with a whisper,
bouillabaisse, bisque, potage
cucumber, vichyssoise, Ah!
saffron
rejoice
take what you want
communal luxuries
like the amish or like the tribes
survive
saffron
circumscribing
a dish of rice into
a signature-rouxed recipe
for two
survive
in pairs, two heads
together battling the odds
and end up winning the raw deal
of stakes