And when I can see you in your highest light,
I would call you My Grace,
For how well you have demonstrated it, again and again.
Feb 18, 2022
Feb 18, 2022 at 11:40 PM UTC
You deserve someone who gives you
More than a shoulder to lean on--Someone who gives you
Their right arm,
Someone who protects your heart,
Nourishes your soul,
And keeps your spirit
Away from harm.
You deserve someone
Who brings out the very best in you,
Someone who appreciates
All that you are
And all that you do.
You deserve someone
Who wants you to be
Nothing more
Or nothing less
Than the real you,
Someone who will never
Extinguish the light
From the fire
That burns deep within you.
By Lady. R.F. (C)2018
Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 9:30 PM UTC
Broken,
Is her spirit,
Her wings
Are without feathers...
For decades she sat
On a brittle thorny perch
Bound by rope
And heavily chained
Tethers.
Every step,
She was walking on eggshells...
For, she was doomed
By the evil, selfish and wicked
At heart.
Not in the name of love,
But for fulfilment
Of cruel, greedy obsessions -
For such selfishness
Her soul was torn,
Tainted and pulled apart.
She once flew
As high as the heavens,
Now, A stranger,
She is to herself.
Her cage is now left open,
It is, but for her fears,
That she remains perched
Like an old book on a dusty shelf.
Mentally, she still flys
To the highest of heights
And dives deep, inward,
Into her own psychological abyss ...
But sometimes she finds her internal universes to be too draining,
Making such journeys
Mentally and physically
Too hard.
She is no longer
In restraining tethers...
But scarred.
By Lady R.F. (C) 2018.
Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 9:30 PM UTC
~~¤~~
How many nights will I look next to me
Only to see a pillow and not you, my dear?
How many times I will whisper your name
Only to prove that you will never hear?
How many paper rings I will make
Only to fold and hide them somewhere?
How many poems I shall recite
Only to tell them nothing is about me?
How many times I will tell a lie
And assume something I don't see?
How many times I will hear a song
And let imagination feed my fantasy?
How many times I will cry
With this cut that I need to mend?
How can I stand and how long?
Will you come? Tell me, baby, tell me when...
Or I am just dreaming again?
~~¤~~
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
*
In another time,
will you still love me?
In another place,
will you still meet me?
In a fleeting moment,
will our stars meet?
I guess I should give up,
knowing you're not there...
*
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 12:16 AM UTC
when I'm looking at you
and you're looking back at me
I wonder how
the gods were
able to shrink a thousand
stars
into those eyes and
I wonder how
an entire galaxy
can spread throughout
the palms of your hands
how I wish you were just the
sands in the ocean
within my reach, easy
to grasp
or the trees in the mountains
where I could wrap my
arms around
but there you are
yes, beautiful and
shining bright
but from where I stand
too far away
to hold
too far
away
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
*POEM 74
A Voice And Colors
did you know
there are colors
in her voice?
not just your normal hues,
but sequined shades
that hypnotize within your heart
as she speaks,
and you are pulled under a magical spell.
there are subtle shades
of reds, greens, yellows,
even blues
that as of yet
have no names
but shine like imagination.
they twinkle,
then shift
drawing you closer to listen
as she sings you
a siren’s enchanting poem.
and my heart starts beating.
Aztec Warrior 10.18.15*
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
*I Fell In Love With You
I fell in love with you
slowly,
syllable by syllable,
word by word,
poem by poem
imagining the moon’s
dancing affair with stars,
twinkle by twinkle.
And then
all at once
like the explosion
of a super nova
affecting distant galaxies
and down to my very soul.
~~~
I fell in love with you gently,
the way a dew drop
glistens in the morning sun,
the way a flower often opens
to a moonlit song.
~~~
But like all love worth holding,
it turns to fire-
raging,
uncontrolled,
wild and consuming;
you have become the flames
dancing across my skin,
smoldering brightly
within my heart
turning me into the sweet smell of ash.
~~~
I fell in love with you
slowly
then quickly,
the way a meteor flashes
as it skims across the night sky
or hearts melt
within an ******** sigh.
I fell in love with you.
Sorry.
Aztec Warrior 12.4.15*
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 6:50 PM UTC