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Jan 2022 · 2.3k
My waterfall
Beautiful you are, a pretty shower.
You wash away all the dismay,
so gentle you are with me, falling
each day so that we may meet
even if our river runs dry you peak
at a point that touches rain's feet.

Surrounded by birds and tree's,
an atmosphere with calm scenery
and yet still your eyes pour down
drowning like a pool of love only;
upon me.
Sep 2021 · 141
A cry for love
A heart has been calling out,
waiting, wondering, shall it be
heard, though covered by rubble
of an abandoned house, ripped
apart, hope now lies steadily for a
touch, a sign of someone to notice
the urgent need for it to be lifted up.
Sep 2021 · 188
It is like knowing someone like the back
of your hand, seeing pores and follicles
no one is able to glance at, only to get
kept at a length further than arms stretch, a place inbetween hugs and hand shakes.
Sep 2021 · 86
Product of success
I'm a product of where I've been,
what I said, what I've seen, all the
expectations in daylight that I dream.    
I've sold myself a chance at a reality
to achieve, everything I know I can be.
Aug 2021 · 108
Food for thought
When commitment becomes a part
of who you are, loyalty is rarer to you
than plutonium in an antarctic tundra.
It is an exceptional gesture, like that of  
a love language exclusively on it's own.
If all I have left are poetic memoirs
written down to convey my purpose
I shall stand firmly by those words
inscribing the essence of thoughts
to where I have travelled before
while on a journey of experiences.
Forced into hiding
like it is sin to feel
not only good vibes
makes a person real

Every single emotion
should be given freedom
to be expressed with zeal
not judged like it's criminal.

Pretending to be hollow inside
knowing within a flood resides
drowning for a sense of self worth
validated by bias options of others.
Dec 2020 · 84
They say to understand pain
you would have had to of felt it,
dealt a wound that left the scar
as a memory of the hurt endured.
Dec 2020 · 87
A roar is victory
calling out to defeat
before it has reached
border lines of territory.
Dec 2020 · 82
Honey may be sweet
but it takes courages
to be retrieved from bitter
workers who will die for it
Dec 2020 · 76
You're latter be greater
What is a candle
to a bonfire ?
What is a leaf
to a branch ?

For in seconds  
a gust of wind
may extinguish
the formers reign

So never despise
a new beginning,
for the latter arrives
to stand even in wind
Dec 2020 · 88
Keep well
Though we're apart
like music with no sound.
As if strangers walking by
faces that traded a smile.

As times slips away
carrying our memories,
may you catch a banquet,
to grow love like it's roses.
Nov 2020 · 64
Mother baby relationship
Bonded by more than thought,
blood runs through veins
that's connected by umbilical cord.
Womb shared to nurture a zygote.
A soul is felt before eyes saw
body grow to become a new born.
Nov 2020 · 77
To who holds her heart
If she chooses you as her love

Give her attention she deserves,
treat her like a precious diamond
without holding back it's shine.

Speak about whatever you like,
intrigue thoughts running wild.
Pay attention even to small signs.

Go to places that make her smile,
buy gifts to show appreciation
Do all you can for her happiness

Make her fall for who you are,
Be the man that I could not.
Nov 2019 · 139
In time it all aligns
It doesn't happen over night,
closing eyelids to fall inside,
a matrix where dreams come alive.
Good things take time to be realised
Sep 2019 · 4.0k
What She Is To Me
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.  
Her smile opens up the cloudy skies,
her laughter delights butterflies.
The ocean greets her as she passes by.
Her gorgeous toes leave their mark, saying goodbye.

Gentle breeze through her hair,
she walks elegantly while astonished eyes all stare.
Rosy cheeks cover her face.
A flower-child blossoms, kindly accepting embrace.
She is a thorn-less rose without compare.
She is the love my heart will forever endear.

Darren C Swartland © Darren C Swartland
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Published: February 2017

This is a poem I wrote quite a while ago when I was inlove....
Sep 2019 · 160
When God speaks
Sometimes through the silence
the loudest voice can be heard
speaking directly to your heart
just take the time to listen close  
gently knocking on your door
kindly asking would you let me in ?

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