If I turn away from you, it is not because I don’t love you.
If I hide my face from you, it is not because you are not my angel.
Sometimes burdens are heavy, though I know you love me.
Sometimes the pain of the past is resurrected in unsolicited memories.
If I reach for you and hold you tightly unexpectedly,
know that you are my solace in a dark place.
If I kiss you with tearful eyes, know that I kiss you with sincerity,
trusting you in the openness of my vulnerability.
If I tell you that I have fallen in love with you,
know that my heart speaks to you truthfully.
Tag: poem
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Fall winds blow against faces of sorrow;
In unsightly agony the beautiful wail in peaceful meadows;
Archangels glow and the peace that follows;
Heaven’s showers fall on parched weeping willows;
Blue starlight graces streams that quietly flow;
A child is conceived under the mighty cover of redwood trees;
The dead inside let out a loud cry and begin to breathe;
Children of the night discover flowers made of white diamonds;
Magical trees shed golden leaves.
Whale mothers lovingly whisper to their calves in night seas;
The earth sings her song beautifully to the listening pleasure of the galaxies;
Adonis is resurrected and blows a kiss to Aphrodite;
Hannibal seeks redemption and marches on Rome with reignited armies;
A Lunar Eclipse causes the kings of the earth to weep Uninhibitedly;
A crown and scepter is given to the once downtrodden and lowly;
Mothers of slain sons see them again in glory;
Souls long to ascend in the anticipation of the opening
Of the beautiful twelve gates of heaven.
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I loved you, but you didn’t love me. Me eyes deceived me, and my heart kept it from me. It wasn’t until the day I drowned in my despair and you stood and watched me coldly without a care—that I knew. Your misandry escaped me; in my agony I lamented that you presented your true self to me not so subtly—but in that stark revelation, were the cornerstones of my salvation. In my heart your name became a byword for treachery and indifference. The lacerations of my emotions were for so long revealed in every sentence. I release myself from you. I purge you from my system. Truly, physically you are beautiful, but your heart is poison. I understand now that you are who you are, and have been from your inception. I do not seek your approval; I have no want nor need of your acceptance. Unawares, you drown and are consumed in your own uninhibited wantonness. Upon hearing the news of your inevitable imbroglio, I will be dispassionate and listless.
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In my indecision guide me
In my weakness strengthen me
In my hour of despair comfort me
In my quandary vindicate me
In my loneliness be with me
In my dreams whisper to me
In my illness minister to me
In my depression uplift me
In my fear reassure me
In my abandonment love me -
Temper, my heart, lest you give yourself away too soon
And tell her that you love her, and that you would die for her.
Preserve the mystery, do not give your secrets away so quickly;
Do not cast aside the cloak that covers your desires.
Hold back your true feelings until it is the right time;
Perhaps with rose petals scattered on white linen tables
Furnished with delicious entrees and Riesling wine.
Be careful not to startle her mid sentence with talk of
Falling in love and adherence;
Your words must be delivered as smoothly as silk
in the truth of forthrightness.
Talk of long held feelings, and compliment her beauty
At least twice during the evening;
Preferably, in the beginning, and at the end tell her again.
Do not be sheepish in your approach;
Draw out of her words she might not normally convey,
But do it tactfully and respectfully.
Remember she is a flower and must be handled delicately.
Inquire about her family and ask her about her favorite recipe;
Speak to her lovingly, and infer that you see her in your destiny.
Finally, be humorous, and in the tone of her laughter
Seek the secrets of her soul and the substance of her beauty;
Caress her with reassuring words that appeal to her feminine sensitivity.
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Black waterfalls flow over brown contours
That cover the inlets of her spine;
The moon’s light shines on shimmering skin
In gorgeous twilight divine;
Her eyes are the mysteries of
One hundred thousand years;
Her mind is the intricacy of laughter
And the sorrow of tears.
Diamond chandelier earrings shadow the
Femininity of her neck;
Her own natural beauty is the essence of her adornment.
Her lips are the softness of honey butter,
And the sweetness of strawberry nectar.
Her beauty is the delicacy of the petals
Of burgundy rose flowers.
At the bottom of the depths of her soul
Are sweet and peaceful waters;
From her inception she was a shining star
Among many daughters.
Her undying love is the core of her being,
Surpassing the superficial and transcending
Into the ethereal realm.
None were created like her on the earth
Or under the heavens.
Many men desire to draw
From the depths of her water;
She was born in the winter with a heart of fire,
And is the obsession of secret desires. -
Willows weep at the end of summer
And fall asleep in the fall,
After all their last tears are shed
Before the bitter cold of the winter. -
I turn my head so you don’t see my tears.
When I needed you, you weren’t there—
But still my hearts loves you; still I am a fool for you;
Release my heart from this bondage of imprudent love;
Let me find another and fall into her embrace,
Kissing her passionately and gently touching her face.
Let me shed tears of joy with her and love her without apprehension.
Let my aura embrace her, and let my spirit tell her
That my heart longs for her with sweet surrender.
Release me I say, and let me live without you;
Poison from sweet lips are so often spoken;
The contours of your face are beautiful,
And the length and softness of your hair are undeniable,
Yet my heart is broken.
I am tormented by my own heart with unreasonable yearning.
Your taste is sweet, but the bitterness of your treachery
Lingers in the intestines; I can tolerate you no more
Without the withering of my soul;
I can entertain you no longer my love.
Reject my heart bitterly with fierce words that sting utterly,
So it can long for you no more and return to me.
Erase the love I have for you and extirpate my emotions mercifully;
Send my heart away with the lacerations of deep hurt
So the scars can be a testament of my foolish desire.
Let me greatly lament in my time of weeping
So the coldness of my heart can be turned against you forever.
Do not indulge my silliness when I call your name in my slumber;
Reason with me fairly, and release me gently
Like a paper sailboat on a winding river.
Let me go and draw sweet tasting waters
From the deepness of another well;
Let me abide in heaven and escape the harrow of hell.
Tell me plainly you do not love me.
Tell me that you have found another better,
And that you have fallen in love.
Give my heart no hope, nor indulge my wayward emotions in any way;
Act harshly towards me, and vigorously push me away.
Cause my heart to hate you without consternation.
Allow me to finally find my angel. -
You are my medicine;
The light that vanquishes the darkness within.
My parched soul sought an oasis,
And my wounded heart bled out under the vastness.
Oh to touch your contours tenderly
And write paragraphs of you lovingly!
Am I not indebted to the heavens,
And do the angels not whisper of us
In halls of jasmine, gold and beryl?
If we were to die together
Let them also mourn us together
And look upon our countenance for the last time,
Whispering to each other,
In heaven they dine.
Before the bitter cold of the winter
Let couples embrace with tears and say to each other,
I have found you, and now with this solemn vow,
I promise to love you like no other.
On nights when the moon is bright they will
Look for us right after dusk and see us in the starlight—
Reaching to touch the sacred remnants of us;
I breathe in deeply to inhale the essence of you
Before the world is no more,
When the songbirds have sung their last song,
The moon turns to blood,
And everything is gone;
I exhale slowly in euphoric glory
Waiting for another deep inhale,
With beautiful anticipation.
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