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Ooolywoo
Ooolywoo
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Il est 1h27 du matin à Dakar Debout sur le balcon; un désir d'aventurier de l'inconnu m'envahit, de celle qui s'échappe du temps et de la terre mère qui l'étouffe ensevelie sous son noyau. Le vent me caressant le visage, je l'entend m'inviter à l'hymne de ma liberté. Le bruit des avions m'emportent dans un monde d'aisance et d'émancipation, l'échos des Zikrs me tirent vers ma raison profonde et ma familiarité. Je ferme les yeux en proie à la nostalgie. Essayant de me souvenir des beaux moments de ma vie; le vent me berce dans l'abstrait où mon âme se jette dans l'aura poétique de la magie des rêves. Le marchand des rêves m'emporte sur une plage éclairée par la claire de lune et un feu de camp; jouissant d'un ciel dégagé et très étoilé. La brise me mets à nu devant ses caresses ardentes et m'enivre de son odeur. Je me laisse flotter sur ses ondes. Le sable en velours réchauffant mes pieds au rythme d'un Samba; riant de toute mon âme et transpirant au rythme de la danse. Nos âmes se transforment en une unité d'énergie donnant naissance à un cycle d'existence de désirs. Je me confie à mon instinct comme pour consoler mon amour. A l'horizon, la morosité morbide condamnée dans le concret. Aimant ardemment et follement cet abstrait merveilleux qui me berce. Qui berce cet amour non réclamé, et cette liberté condamnée. Qui depuis longtemps poussent leur barque fragile à bout de force. Aussi romantique que la poésie, je danse amoureusement et passionnément avec l'inconnu de mes pensées. Et dans cette passion insensée, de l'infini sublime rêve que cherche l'esprit, la réalité envahit l'abstrait et en fait un asile. Un asile qui éveille mon cœur à chaque moment d'inattention ou de solitude. Un asile qui m'ouvre ses portes à ses extases fantaisistes quand l'ivresse de la réalité devient lourde et étouffante.
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 9:52 AM UTC
Le marchand de rêves
Il est 1h27 du matin à Dakar Debout sur le balcon; un désir d'aventurier de l'inconnu m'envahit, de celle qui s'échappe du temps et de la terre mère qui l'étouffe ensevelie sous son noyau. Le vent me caressant le visage, je l'entend m'inviter à l'hymne de ma liberté. Le bruit des avions m'emportent dans un monde d'aisance et d'émancipation, l'échos des Zikrs me tirent vers ma raison profonde et ma familiarité. Je ferme les yeux en proie à la nostalgie. Essayant de me souvenir des beaux moments de ma vie; le vent me berce dans l'abstrait où mon âme se jette dans l'aura poétique de la magie des rêves. Le marchand des rêves m'emporte sur une plage éclairée par la claire de lune et un feu de camp; jouissant d'un ciel dégagé et très étoilé. La brise me mets à nu devant ses caresses ardentes et m'enivre de son odeur. Je me laisse flotter sur ses ondes. Le sable en velours réchauffant mes pieds au rythme d'un Samba; riant de toute mon âme et transpirant au rythme de la danse. Nos âmes se transforment en une unité d'énergie donnant naissance à un cycle d'existence de désirs. Je me confie à mon instinct comme pour consoler mon amour. A l'horizon, la morosité morbide condamnée dans le concret. Aimant ardemment et follement cet abstrait merveilleux qui me berce. Qui berce cet amour non réclamé, et cette liberté condamnée. Qui depuis longtemps poussent leur barque fragile à bout de force. Aussi romantique que la poésie, je danse amoureusement et passionnément avec l'inconnu de mes pensées. Et dans cette passion insensée, de l'infini sublime rêve que cherche l'esprit, la réalité envahit l'abstrait et en fait un asile. Un asile qui éveille mon cœur à chaque moment d'inattention ou de solitude. Un asile qui m'ouvre ses portes à ses extases fantaisistes quand l'ivresse de la réalité devient lourde et étouffante.
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Over time, I’ve been building my castle of love Just for two Dreaming and thinking of you Over dreams, I have picked out a come true Pouring the precious I hold into the walls Though I haven't met you, yet I was seeing you exploring the spaces where I bended Lifted every stone; tilted my head picturing the perfect decor Lying beside you listening to our quiet thoughts We'd have a taste at our never ending love Over time, I’ve waited far too long Enchantment of us slipping quietly out the gates Making room for a truth stronger than the fantasy A perfect come true Just for one, undeterred by solitude Over hearts, I've searched to discover the love I long for The love that I sought was always mine It was always here, confined Within me, for me Gazing into my eyes, I see the dream The beautiful and the flawed My love, my unconditional love Over loved, overjoyed, over me And though the odds seem improbable For in romance anything is possible Maybe with a chance too You’ll find me And you too might be overjoyed, over loved, over me Inspired by Overjoyed by Stevie Wonder
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Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
Over loved
I took a step forward to taste the waters I dive deep in my destiny only to find a never ending storm Fury waters and rogue waves vast with despair My thoughts and dreams written on the swell disappearing as soon as they appear My life is dark as midnight on the waters And lightning revealing only nightmares Bitter are the tears falling down my cheeks And the rain can’t wash I am trapped in my low self esteem Hands tied I let my weakness helplessly take me under How do I get out? How do I take back control? The fiery winds I hear passing create swells of my misery The distant sky above me roaring near my ear A disguise to my cry for help I wonder if there will be a moment where everything will be aligned A moment where you float in calm waters As the sun’s dipping below the horizon A moment where you picture painted skies of crimsons blended with tangerines and saffrons The crisp circle casting its colors on a quivering path across the waters And you get the promise of new dreams after the velvety night I am in troubled waters and I am weaken by the strong tides underneath pulling me in on a pathless deep The enormous waves taking me under as soon as I pull my head out When does it end?
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 3:10 PM UTC
Troubled waters
Whenever you lay in bed i imagine wrapping the sun around me like a blanket Keeping my thoughts and feelings warm, shiny like the sunrays I’m not allowed to speak Because when i do all you could feel is the unbearable heat from my words burning inside you You carry me like i’m sitting on your chest and choking you A single word whispered The lightbulb inside flickers Crystallizing the concrete making you panic So you’d rather shut me out and leave me beating You tell me i should not be weak I tell you who you are is depending exactly on where i stand Arguing with me is your forte Agreeing with me your dismay Yet i assure myself that one day you’ll let me lighten this load on your chest One day i’ll beat to the rhythm of a kiss I feel empty living behind this castle Blocking every arrow that comes my way You wake up the fear in me Thinking that i am undeserving of love You reason with my feelings and clear them out with words in your head You think love is a stain on my plate And your thoughts the dishwasher Break the walls and let me be free of anger Fear is part of me So is strength, faith and hope Pain comes but eventually goes away Love is my foundation therefore who i am I feed from love And i beat because of love Love of air in your lungs Love of life Love of God Love of love if you could just see what a heart in love could heal
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
The heart in love
you are the most wonderful thing that has not happened to me yet You are my sight of relief But only when I close my eyes can I see you you're the one I come home to after a long stressing day but I only get a taste of your warm hug when i lay in bed with my eyes closed you are my thousand splendid suns, my poetry who knows how long I’ve loved you Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
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Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 8:37 AM UTC
Waiting here
i starve myself for this moment gifting you my delicate sensibility emptying my body for you bearing my scars wide open let you touch my vulnerabilities you swim through my body back and forth cut my skin layer, after layer, after layer no corner is unknown to your touch your firm hands exploring my every parts you grab me, lift me, toss me taste my honesty and fears fill my body from the tip of my hair to my toes break the wall in me as you penetrate my soul pull the innocence from between my legs like silk conjure beauty in me make the bitterness in me disapear you break me, brick, by brick, by brick, by brick pull my hair, tilt my head drain every muscle in me we break walls that leads to others, that leads to trap doors, that leads to infinities the past and the future merge into one to meet us in our present we breathe as one, form a unity one body, one soul, one purpose we connect, interlock, intertwine we levitate to an infinity of desire reach the line between reality and transcendance the moon and the sun both witnessing the beauty we're creating we ****** and create an explosion of billions and trillions of blooming flowers piece by piece, you build me back up bit by bit, we emerge from the magic we made from caterpillar to a butterfly We are born again!
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Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 11:32 AM UTC
Rebirth
Hope is my companion today we hold hands while humming a song from "Cabaret" we hug, we smile, dancing to infinity it's a short opening, but it is worth praising our ditty i have to hold on tightly to you before it ends you come, you go, causing my heart to distend this time i will take something from you your warmth for cold days ahead your potential of a newborn baby your armor to keep away adversity i want this moment to linger eternally you perch in my soul and your whispering became a roar you fill my body to the core making me fall in love in love with life, in love with love, in love with you
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Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 10:35 AM UTC
Hope
She is blessed with rawness that makes her crave voyaging She is blessed with self love that makes her crave a sincere smile Her beauty is contagious and juvenile One touch and you get fiend of her She will make you deter By all means, you will yield She is blessed with something concealed Only the worthiest may discover
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 12:46 PM UTC
Blessed be the fruit
A perfectly linear shape painted in gold Is what you see Through Instagram pictures Facebook posts Snapchat videos The tacit life I lead in the virtual stairway I am living the life! So you say You painted my life in the most shimmering color Turn on every light in the room to make it brighter Gazing with admiration Sometimes Most of the time With jealousy Seduced by the lure of the blue light dependency Turning this perfect lie into some meditation And make it my definition An image I’ve built to cover the within A perfect fragmented me I post on social media A habit I borrow for social gatherings A behavior forced into me For the sake of society! An illusion so fragile made out of eggshell A shell covering the true essence of ME Uncovering myself for the world to see The egg wall and make believes shattering To life unpredictable burdens That perfect golden shell cannot bare life’s hurdles Holding something beautiful that doesn’t curdle I am more of what you see More of what I let you believe More of society’s standards More of you More of me I contained beauty and imperfections I contained colors and bricks Strengths and weaknesses Enough to **** in all life’s miseries And to also reflect confidence and vulnerabilities I am not just one color I am every shades Every undertones Every hues that follow the changes I am the intense The neon The eclectic The iridescent From the lightest to the darkest The contrasting The complementing The chromatic I am in nature in art in paintings Everywhere I am every northern lights dancing to my own ballet Don’t just paint me with your own palettes Crack me open And see what’s inside For there you will see My true colors
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Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 12:56 PM UTC
True colors
A perfectly linear shape painted in gold Is what you see Through Instagram pictures Facebook posts Snapchat videos The tacit life I lead in the virtual stairway I am living the life! So you say You painted my life in the most shimmering color Turn on every light in the room to make it brighter Gazing with admiration Sometimes Most of the time With jealousy Seduced by the lure of the blue light dependency Turning this perfect lie into some meditation And make it my definition An image I’ve built to cover the within A perfect fragmented me I post on social media A habit I borrow for social gatherings A behavior forced into me For the sake of society! An illusion so fragile made out of eggshell A shell covering the true essence of ME Uncovering myself for the world to see The egg wall and make believes shattering To life unpredictable burdens That perfect golden shell cannot bare life’s hurdles Holding something beautiful that doesn’t curdle I am more of what you see More of what I let you believe More of society’s standards More of you More of me I contained beauty and imperfections I contained colors and bricks Strengths and weaknesses Enough to **** in all life’s miseries And to also reflect confidence and vulnerabilities I am not just one color I am every shades Every undertones Every hues that follow the changes I am the intense The neon The eclectic The iridescent From the lightest to the darkest The contrasting The complementing The chromatic I am in nature in art in paintings Everywhere I am every northern lights dancing to my own ballet Don’t just paint me with your own palettes Crack me open And see what’s inside For there you will see My true colors
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Daydreamer waiting for her surprise She's always sitting on the bench outside Watching through the golden glasses She sees through her eyes a world that unties Beautiful creatures and where love prevails She always wonder why her beauty does not impales As she holds so many wonders A sweetness in her bright almond eyes, behind the glasses that sat crookedly on her nose She focused her eyes on a flat prairie Where the unaccustomed eye sees only ordinary In hers, the dale was a beautiful swathe of shiny green grasses Trees are clothed in delicious cream and pink blossom Jasmines dancing to the winds, choreographing autumn breeze The sun casting its last golden rays Changing its yellow into hues of tangerine and fire red Her perfect world, she whispers She is a daydreamer With eyes so full of love that will make you melt She is beauty and love Looking at her shadow slowly shrinking down her feet Only her can see the magic You will find her outside Waiting for the man to share the same picturesque landscape Seeing her reflection on him just like a mirror Sharing a moment, a smile, a touch, a gaze Closing their eyes to a slow and soft kiss Alas; she is still waiting on this Waiting to meet him flesh and bones Dreaming about it everyday This love she's never met, Yet she seems to glimpse him in every corner And because of it, her heart craves for blossoming flower Her heart is bound to a fictional imagery of him Creating imaginary moments and opportunities Clinging to a false sign that precipitates desires The desire to lay her eyes on him and feel his lips on hers The desire to feel her body shivers with his skin on hers The desire to feel his heart beating to her caress the rush in her veins, with just his look She will be an eternal daydreamer Until she finds him sitting on the bench outside for her For an eternity of love
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Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 1:41 PM UTC
Daydreamer
Daydreamer waiting for her surprise She's always sitting on the bench outside Watching through the golden glasses She sees through her eyes a world that unties Beautiful creatures and where love prevails She always wonder why her beauty does not impales As she holds so many wonders A sweetness in her bright almond eyes, behind the glasses that sat crookedly on her nose She focused her eyes on a flat prairie Where the unaccustomed eye sees only ordinary In hers, the dale was a beautiful swathe of shiny green grasses Trees are clothed in delicious cream and pink blossom Jasmines dancing to the winds, choreographing autumn breeze The sun casting its last golden rays Changing its yellow into hues of tangerine and fire red Her perfect world, she whispers She is a daydreamer With eyes so full of love that will make you melt She is beauty and love Looking at her shadow slowly shrinking down her feet Only her can see the magic You will find her outside Waiting for the man to share the same picturesque landscape Seeing her reflection on him just like a mirror Sharing a moment, a smile, a touch, a gaze Closing their eyes to a slow and soft kiss Alas; she is still waiting on this Waiting to meet him flesh and bones Dreaming about it everyday This love she's never met, Yet she seems to glimpse him in every corner And because of it, her heart craves for blossoming flower Her heart is bound to a fictional imagery of him Creating imaginary moments and opportunities Clinging to a false sign that precipitates desires The desire to lay her eyes on him and feel his lips on hers The desire to feel her body shivers with his skin on hers The desire to feel his heart beating to her caress the rush in her veins, with just his look She will be an eternal daydreamer Until she finds him sitting on the bench outside for her For an eternity of love
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