Saturday, September 1, 2012

POETRY: MY LOVE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

My love, where have you been?
Why did you hold back the light
And ignore the cry of my heart?
Where you aren't, darkness is.
Where you aren't, emptiness abides--
Only love could fill the vacuum your absence brings.
For years I've seen many gray clouds, 
Not only at the sky, but also in my mind.
My eyes have seen people tread lustful ways --
They chase dark shades and shun bright lights.
Oh, I beseech thee, dearly beloved,
Draw close to me and in my heart sink.
Let the shining light of your love
Forever be my guide.



2

To whom it may concern
For this I need to discern

To choose between being lovers and friends
On true love it depends

Down on a bending knee
All I am I plea

You are my heart and soul
And what makes me whole

My breath and my light
This I know is right

If only you knew what I feel 
And the fact it?s too real

No one has ever toughed me in a way
To make my heart vigorously sway

To make my soul long for thee
You are all I need

For now and ever
For our love never to be dismembered

To only strive to make you happy
To love you unconditionally 

This you need to know 
My love I want to show

Willing to give you the world 
And to make sure you?re spoiled

From the depths of my heart
You are the most important part

To me you?re everything
For all the love you bring

Through my spirit 
Nothing is near it

No one could ever take the place
Like the sun in space

You stand out with excellence 
I can always feel you presence

I have this one fear
The day when my dream is over is too near

Only to awaken 
To my soul shaking 

To find out it's too good to be true
I'll always have a place for you!



3


To you I've promised my heart and soul,
As well as my body and mind.
And now I'm going to tell you,
How our love is one-of-a-kind.

I tell you all of my secrets,
Some funny, some good, and some bad.
In return you do the same for me
And for this, I'm eternally glad.

We have never had a fight,
An argument or anything of the such.
We fit together so perfectly
And these are the reasons I love you so much.

You listen to all my problems,
And you tell me you'll always be there.
If only you knew how much that's helped me,
So now I'm no longer scared.

I know I'm not perfect,
Though you tell me you think I'm wrong.
But, I'll be as perfect as I know how,
And knowing you believe in me, has made me strong.

Love like this happens once in a lifetime,
And is usually so hard to find.
But, by now I hope you can see,
What makes our love... One-Of-A-Kind


4

...It's been a long day and I need a shower.
The minutes go by slowly within every hour.
I'll be on way soon to see my dear love.
She'll be waiting for me, 
I'll walk in the room with a simple smile on my face.
She'll watch me pass as I set down my case.
We'll kiss to say, "Hello my love, how was your day?"
Then we'll part to carry on with our own things.
At the end of the evening we'll both settle down.
Cuddle up closely as the lights dim down.
We'll lay side by side in the quiet of the night.
As our tired bodies relax from the earlier light.
Her arms wrap around me as we begin to rest,
While she touches my back with a sweet caress.
Our thoughts are drifting away...
Our breaths are slowly calming...
Our eyes are falling lightly...
And we're soon sweetly dreaming.
And yet I must wait just for an hour...
Though it is hard...an hour too much...
Before I may feel my love's tender touch



5

In solitude of waking dawn,
I cried last night in moment's still,
For lost to me... a tender fawn,
'Twas gone for e'er of her own free will,
And many a year of deep regret,
My saddened soul shall long recall,
The love I glimpsed ? I'll ne'er forget,
Or the pain to which my heart did fall,
And pained by cupid's arrow wrought,
A living hell... eternity ruled,
But passions came and passions fought,
A love, my heart ? your beauty fueled,
But was the anguish in my heart,
A joy to overcome for me,
No! Anguish kept us far apart,
Too distant was my love for thee,
I reached to hold you in my arms,
To soar with angels o'er my head,
And ignoring all my many charms,
You stilled my heart and ceased it dead,
So love again ne'er will greet,
This heart now torn on many a thread,
For loving you was doubly sweet,
But losing you brought tears to shed,
Did our paths of love entwine,
Or was our love a dream unseen,
Perhaps in life you ne'er were mine,
Yet, you to me... had always been

6

her chair feels like my companion,
I sit waiting for her call,
But the telephone does not speak.
I wonder what she's thinking
If she's thinking about us,
Or if she's forgotten all about me.
I worry,
Thinking someone else has turned her head.
I continue to sit
Still the phone says nothing.
My heart skips a beat
Everytime it talks 
But the person on the other end,
Is not who I wait for.
Has she forgotten the time we shared?
Or is she on her way to see me?
I ask myself these questions 
But they remain unanswered.
My companion and I still wait,
Will she ever call?



7

Where I find solace...
In the comfort of your words,
On the shores of your mind,
The entrance to your world.
Where I find solace...
At your love's sweet release,
My undying faith in you,
My everlasting belief.
At the banks of your thoughts,
Tides breaking, I am relieved.
Where I find my solace
Is on the beaches of your world, indeed



8

When I am with you
moments are endless.
I helplessly gravitate
to your sensual embrace
forcing me to fall.

When I am with you
life ceases and heaven begins.
The encompassing passion demands
that I surrender myself.

When I am with you 
I know nothing of the person.
I am in your absence.
The reality of life is seemingly imaginative,
And my imagination knows not of reality.

When I am with you,
The undescribable passion and bliss
is more than I could have ever conceived possible.

I would then assume the inevitable question
isn't whether or not passion and bliss are prevalent-
The universe will forever testify. 
The question is, rather, whether or not
the inconceivable magnitude of it all
is accepted and by each...

Because in accepting, 
one cannot be hesitant or unwilling
to embrace this immense opportunity set before him.

Passion overrides the consequences.
And when I am with you,
Passion overrides all.



9

I can?t breathe. 
I wake up in cold sweats.
Are you lying next to me?
No! Where are you? 
I remember how we were once together.
Our love was so forever. 
I can?t sleep. 
I try to go back to sleep,
but it doesn?t work. 
You are always on my mind. 
Will you tuck me in?
Make me realize that my life 
is not over, without you in it.
Every night is a sleepless one. 
It is so complicated. 
I love you so much.
I have dreams about you, 
but they are always broken up. 
I picture so many things. 
I wish you were here to lie next to me 
so I could sleep better.
Once again, I can?t breathe, 
I gasp for air, 
I begin to scream but no one hears me. 
Why is that? 
Why doesn?t anyone hear me? 
Is it me? 
Is it my fault that I can?t sleep, 
and I have many sleepless nights?
I close my eyes for a brief moment, 
trying to understand 
that you will not come back to me. 
I?m sorry. 
I am so sorry for everything. 
You are the love of my life. 
Everything that I am saying 
probably doesn?t mean anything to you. 
I can understand why. 
To be honest, I don?t deserve you. 
You deserve someone better than me. 
But I want you here with me. 
I have so many sleepless nights 
since you walked out of my life. 
I am just not the same. 
I don?t smile as much. 
I don?t really do anything 
but mope around. 
Please hear me out. 
That?s all I?m asking, 
because if you don?t 
I will continue having sleepless nights





10

When moon, that diamond in the sky is flickering,
and everything is serene and at peace,
an inebriate heart upon the sky is gazing,
burning to hear your voice,
burning to think of you yearning,
because it has completely lost its poise,
as your image intervenes in its hankering.

When the glimmering eyes gradually become opague,
and dark clouds obcure that waxy moon,
a pair of lethargic eyes pores upward in dismay,
saturated with tears and finally, they swoon.

In wishful dream, in that phantom land,
an innocent mind was conquered by that illusion.
Dazed, it burns for you, to hold your hand.
Again, it burns to seek your apparition,
because wherever you hide or wend,
a besotted heart will trace you to the end,
to burn for you with flame that never can be snuffed,
and to burn with longing that never is enough.

When the dawn finally arises,
those stellar eyes gradually lose sight,
but there is a pair of eyes which, fatigued by time,
still pore upward, and a heart that yearns for the sublime,
and burns to hear the ethereal voice in its abode,
for that craven heart is timid to seek yours in this devious road.

When sky presents its dilute clouds,
a confused heart sees a feature in that sapphire sky
and it smiles again, a seraphic smile admist the clouds.
A diluted heart burns again with blaze that never dies,
and that heart is mine,
as if being inundated with wine,
drunk, unconscious...
and it simply burns, for no apparent reason,
but I know, it burns for you, only for you....


11


When I saw you standing there
When in your eyes I saw so much fear
I did not know what to say,
I did not know how to push your fears away

So I took you in my arms,
Never have they felt so weak, my helpless arms
All I could do was whisper truth in your ears
That it might push away your fears

I have room in my heart, for only one true love
I know it has been sent from above
The only one is you
And forever my heart shall be loyal and true

It is in these arms I pray you'll stay
And not keep your heart at bay
If my love you need to know
I would give my world to show

Some say I am too young
To sing the song that I have sung
But I sang it true
This song of love I sing to you

I believe in true love
For it is from heaven above
I believe it's true
For my heart's second purest wish is you

Should your fear ever come someday
I want to say
My arms, helpless as they may, stay open wide
My love, sealed with a kiss, in it you may hide

As you wish...


12

Her eyes can shake the leaves down from a tree.
Her smile is the reason the blind man wants to see.
Her voice will fill your heart with a desire you've never felt.
Her warmth is the reason the snow begins to melt.
So here she is and there she goes,
an Angel, upon the wind that blows.
Don't know her touch, won't feel her kiss...
Can't even fathom it's enchanting bliss.
So I sit and watch, her eyes, her smile, her laugh;
as her warmth begins to clear life's cold and lonely path.

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