Saturday, September 1, 2012

POETRY: YOUR FACE

Time and Time again I've tried to picture the place
That I'll see you and put that voice with a beatiful face.
But I've found out that it's only in my dreams
and that life is not all what it seems.
I've often wondered when and how we would meet.
Would it be by car, or would I travel by feet?
After dreaming of you I can only smile
and tell myself that it's all worth while.
If I had a chance to see this place 
it would be perfect just to see your FACE.

It has been written in stone and put in text: 
"Forever will man and woman be together and be as one flesh."
Sweetheart there is no place too high, or river too wide,
that's going to control what I have inside.
If I'm dreaming about you in a dark and empty space,
I pray to the Lord above to show me the light once
so I can see your FACE.


2

By ourselves
By candelight
By music soft and slow

I touched your face
I spoke your name
I hoped you'd never go

You held me tight
You stared so deep
You reached into my soul

Then my whole body tingled warm
Then my light heart flew like a dove
Then, just then, I knew... I was in love.


4


Day and night would
blend, one into the other,
while I held in my hands
a life that soon would vanish.
Dismal season, I would
come to call the years
of love I spent with you,
a harm not soon forgotten.
Degraded by this
arrogant lover, stripped
of fortune by Fate,
I became surrounded by a word,
a word some know as
HATE.
Much of my soul,
that stood unshaken,
moves on to seek,
by wisdom, not delusion,
the present, taken
step by step,
day by day.
For, in these hours
of solitude, prolonged
to free my flesh
which is marked by sorrow,
the silence departs 
and drowns again in sleep.


5
i couldn't imagine- but it happens 
life, it's always been a mystery.
hurt, blame, they're driving me insane,
you and me, we're perfectly the same,

crazy but it's true, i'm out of the blue!
"crazy," you call me, crazy i'm still in love with you!
maybe i'm blind or as foolish as anybody
reality... inborn- that's not the way it has to be!

learning to love you- what else should i do?
fall in love with you... i can't believe it's true!
a chance, you gave my life a chance...
and all that you had! Except On Something!

i couldn't imagine- but it happens, 
In a dream, not in reality.
slowly as we move on, in a journey,
when you put yourself in a lonely sea.

God hear me, i will speak out clearly!
i have the strength to move the crowd!
questions, always questions, 
you always find yourself because you are filled
with emotion... in a dream! and in reality!
i guess that's the way it has to be,
and all that you have... Except On Something.


6
As I dangle in the darkness
With dream deferred, but vision clear
This challenge before me I address
Not deterred, I will persevere...

I know I'll find my footing
It's only a matter of time
For the love of you my darling
This mountain I gladly climb!

Obstacles may get in my way
I might stumble, but I will not stop
With determined spirit, come what may
I will not crumble, I will reach the top...

And when at last the summit appears
I hope I will find
You've been waiting there my dear
Cheering me on the entire time!


7

Do you ever wonder if there is someone out there just like you 
looking for that someone with love so true
What if I were that someone what would you do?
Would you give me your love so pure and true?

When I look into your eyes all that I see 
Is someone that I wish that I could be?
For you to place me into your arms and never let go
Then in my eyes the love for you will grow

There is nothing in this world that I wouldn?t do 
To give all my love to my one and only 
YOU!!


8

Standing on the edge, lingering between worlds.
Peering over.
Endless abound before your eyes.
Melting soft wisps of clouds and hazy frets of dark.
Wondering eyes about.
Voices calling, colored lights 
Spinning, falling, rising up again.
Insides twisting, blood flowing from your head.
world turning, rolling over on itself.
Pools of frozen crystallized ice, lakes of blazing rock.
Body tense, path before you not yet seen.
Breathing labored, stumbling to be caught.
Nerves within a weakened state, resonating with your pulse.
Look out upon the trail, which way does it lead?
Take a step, the voices call, can you hear them?
Swallow back lumps of hiding fear held within your throat.
World of spinning colored light, take a step and breath.
Lips forming familiar syllables, those that you've thought so long.
Aching now they burn, trying to come out.
All is silent, time has stopped, eagerly she waits.
Close your eyes and take that step, ahead now lies your fate.
Cracking lips and foaming dried mouth, the words you try to speak.
Standing empty, you stare out blindly, the words you want to shout.
Dear God you pray:
Give me strength to ask her out.


9
I never received my poem of love,
and God knows I only wanted one!
Yet I gave away so many,
thinking some day mine would come.
For the lady I had realized,
in a hundred thousand words.
Only came to materialize,
when my heart could not be hers.

This lady of flowing inks,
and tamer of wild pens.
Reflects the inspiration born in my soul,
my ideal lover and friend.
She mirrors my life's ambitions,
desires which burn in my eyes.
But she's oblivious to the tears of sorrow,
that have caused those fires to die.


every wishing well and shooting star,
had drained me of my hope.
All my visions of ecstasy,
have long since faded now.
So why if you were mine to find,
did someone not show me how?

I wasted so much romance,
by looking in one direction.
And the moment I refused to be so blind,
I stumbled upon perfection.
The impossible had been forgotten,
no doubt or confusion in sight.
Everything had become so clear,
until I witnessed what you could write?


10

I fear you, 
your sweetness, 
your personality,
the outside part of your body.

I fear my fantasies of you
(i wonder how soft your lips are)
I fear my dreams
and how they may come true, one day.

I fear this seed of love growing inside me.
And knowing I can do nothing about it
makes me feel helpless !!!

I fear your touch, 
your laughter, your voice ...

I fear your likes and dislikes,
the scent of your perfume, 
the warmness of your tight muscles.

I fear how your enchanted world
drives me wild.
I fear your serenity, your calm.
I fear the nudity of your soul,
the sincerity of your words.

I fear this obssesion for you 
could turn into something real.

... but what I fear the most is 
the way you ignore my existance...



11


Morning sun, its warmth upon my face,
anticipates tastes of radiant oils of love from within her heart.
To this day, her existence is of strength and mystery.
I capture her words, a flaxen-haired woman,
whispering deeply into my soul, sensing passion, warm and moist.

I breathe her fragrance,
the most worthy flower inside the garden of make-believe.
Touching her hand clinging in mine,
into forever is our time of flowing tresses of ecstasy.
Weeping, her tears twinkle happiness streaming across her canvas of flesh.
Breathtaking and beautiful, she is looking at me, speaking to my soul,
telling a story that poisons my senses with her exotic style of magic.

Heavenly is our setting, 
our kiss detailing wings of arched, beautiful desires.
It is then that I convey feelings into dimensions
of uniquely-styled dreams of anguish.
My make-believe world details her classic image
of high-quality movements of non-existing reality.
She speaks in a voice beyond the room,
rimmed through reproductions of mystical, magical creations of imagination.



12

As I sit - I imagine a love
so deep and pure - one sent from above.
Promises of a life heard time and time again.
Bring a chuckle forth - as I think with a grin.
Everything in the past had a purpose.
Fate's patient guidance took its course.
Remembering past endeavors -
the reason for failure now perfectly clear.
Fate's plan to bring two hearts together -
the two truly meant to be, forever.
Enough to know you're out there - somewhere.
Thinking of me, as I do you.
Concentrating on our union - our closeness -
and how much closer we can become.
Together we walk silently -
following a predetermined path.
Looking to one antoher for guidance and support
as we carefully choose our steps.
Only our hearts to lend -
as we watch our love grow, our hearts to mend.
Veering past all obstacles
finding truth in one another
everything clear - love proposed.
As we trudge forth - our future together to build.



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