Heard there was  a lot and one thing you wanted to tell me.
I'd have given just anything to hear all of them from you;
But it's just rather so sad and unfortunately, so impossible...
For wishing this is likened to wishing  yesterdayas  today.

But yesterday is long gone, so faraway beyond forever,
Just like the hands of clock can never tick backwards;
For invisible hands in hollow hooded cloak struck suddenly,
Snatching your soul  from body and setting your spirit free.

But whatever thing it was you sincerely wanted me to know,
Whatsoever sins or trespasses you needed to be forgiven...
Your unspoken thoughts I've once heard and understood,
Your misdeeds I've long forgiven and that you be redeemed.

Endless voyage of day and night streams as parallel chasms.
Life and death's path set asail  on their separate waterways.
Farewell to this unknown horizon beyond human realm;
And welcome to new adventures and discoveries in perfect rest.

Though vows
Be broken
And bowed,
Love's token
Unto the next
Words unspoken;
I'll embrace the test
Even if I'm never woken.

You, I planted
This heart's garden,
Taken for granted;
Yet forever my Eden.
This I choose,
Never to part with...
Nothing to lose;
Even if my breathe quit.

Unrobe me
From my flesh;
Stripped and ripped
Down to my bones,
That I may be as
Plain as this boundlessness.

I render myself,
Just as I am to you;
Solely and wholly
Uncovered and unstuffed,
That I may be the only,
You behold in this moonlit realm.

Spirit
Evaporated
From the
Body and soul
She lusts for;
Fading into
Boundless beyond,
As she drifted
Away from existence...

O’ sweet Euphemia,
Thou, whose statuesque allure
Enchants the heaven!

Elysian Eden;
Thou, who adorns paradise
As garden that blooms

His touches, his kisses...
They ease, tease and please,
With signature pleasures;
She can't endure but adores.

She lay, body on tender rug,
Softly tugged and hugged to chug;
Wholly unplugged from reality,
Into magic, fantasy and ecstasy...

Here, clusters of butterflies flutter;
As her mutters and utters stutter....

I've seen this on a movie,
A shade or two in real life;
Both ended up very sadly,
None was worth the while.

Money's so good no doubt,
But to what effect is money;
If the lover you made it for,
Ends up never loving you?

In it lies the root of all evil,
This kind will steal my joy;
Fly faraway with my peace,
These things I value most.

What shall it profit a man,
To gain this whole world;
Then lost his soul forever,
For money that fleets away.

Maps and compasses;
These will be extra weights.
Just look into my eyes,
As I'm looking into yours...

Lets venture into places,
Within the depths of our souls;
Into a boundless realm
Where none has ever been to...

Lets get lost inside one another
Where we can never be found....

****** lifted into a faraway boundless realm;
A void where nothing else but only myself existed,
In a nowhere once lost amidst endless whelm;
All alone to atone for every sin that left me twisted.

My soul I surrendered to solitude to swallow,
My spirit I yielded to the echoes of God's whisper,
My body I forsook for the sake of tomorrow...
To have a new lease on life to live; even by a whisker.

From nothingness He appeared like my father,
Held my hand and walked me down a familiar path;
Where His words painted sky, land and water
With primordial paintbrushes of purity of the heart.

His breath, He breathed into the water to ripple;
The sky He shaded to begot cloud and the infinite land,
He tilled into brown soil to sprout trees in triple
And said, "For you I made all things anew as planned."

With these words, from my presence He vanished;
As His words reechoed and reverberated me into reality.
I stirred awake to crystal sunrays most cherished,
Streaming from sunrise into my existence's neo nativity.

Now, it's a new day, a new dawn and a new dream...
That God in my father's likeness gave me one more time;
And for me to grow I must let go to be at the helm.
From hindsight, I now know this' a prime most sublime.

My actions I love to rationalize,
Even though I'm also emotionally wired.
But one thing I've come to realize
Is that, balance is key and most required.

As I walk this tightrope of my life,
The battles of heart and brain I must fight.
Life's rife with strife that cut as knife,
I'm it's victim or victor be it wrong or right.

Thou keep me warm,
Amidst bitter freezing cold.
Like sunrise at dawn,
Thy fire I still behold to hold.

Thy coolness enfolds
I"m cosy amidst scorching sun.
Thou refresh my soul
Healing every hurt and burn.

I'm enthroned here...
In a perfect place of ardor;
Where I find peace
And my inner being I explore.

My heart's my refuge,
My abode of warmth and coolness;
My sanctuary of serenity.

My soul's ensnared
By hidden hooks of hell;
Enslaved to grieves
Begotten by anguish and death...
Entrapped at the floating lawn,
Between the edges of hades and hell;
Satan and sin seek my soul,
But on bended knees I emptied myself
"My Lord and my God!"
"Let this damnation Passover me!!"

He's all mine,
My nocturnal mate;
As warm as fur
Beneath my sultry skin.

My fiery feline,
That freezes my fear;
Fuels my fury
And fans my fire into flame.

I'm made strong,
Created to bend not break;
Yet I cling for fear,
To my firm and fearsome friend.

For I may be bold,
But I'm bones and beauty;
Only made fierce,
By the reputation I've gained in him.

So I dare to walk,
In the path of fearless strides;
Gaining more grounds,
In leaps and bound with my fangs and fur

You've loved me as a man,
Made me all I ever wished I should
And you gave me all you can;
As a woman could, should and would.

But I've loved you as a boy,
I've been more selfish than selfless;
I've sought only my own joy,
Without noticing your helplessness.

Until this moment in time,
It dawned on me I don't deserve you.
Before me lay my every crime,
And until now I have no single clue.

It's time to set you free for the best;
You deserve a man better than the rest.

Breathe thy sinful breath upon my solemn soul;
Let thy fragrance stir and arouse my entombed passion.
****** my dead desire from the grasp of heaven;
Tempt me into hell's unquenchable fire beyond comprehension.

Make naked love to me in wild warring arms of heaven and hell,
Let me wholly burn in fury fire and beautiful bliss;
Till ashes are enraptured into pixie dust enchanted to yell
My death into life over and over again with ease.

How can I ever resist
My craving for thy compelling charm?
From the irresistible attraction of thine arms,
My willpower couldn't desist...

From thine alluring entanglement,
I've tried to untangle myself a thousand times;
Still a million times I've gladly embraced 'same crime,
That I'm wholly devoted to its torment.

Life's so unfair,
Tempting and rough.
Prey to despair,
Taunting and tough.

To earn a dime,
She became enslaved;
Becoming crime
Begging to be saved.

Her pains smile,
Her bruises tell tales;
Many miry miles,
So sour it still stales.

One fateful day
She braced her senses,
Then walk'd away
From her own offenses.

She said goodbye
To today from tomorrow;
Ventured into sky
To fly away from sorrow.

My spasmodic body's awash;
Submerged in irresistible rippling passion.
This surging waves won't hush,
Till my fever and every shiver get attention.

I crave your moistened tongue,
All over my body; especially down below.
Don't care if t'was right or wrong;
Just lick me most lecherously until I glow...

Into a wet blossom that implore...
Dribble, drip and drool with fervent groan;
Begging for more frenzy to explore
My urgency with thrusts to make me moan...

This life has known impatience;
‘Tempted and caressed by her deceptive wrath,
Defiled in her cradle of penitence
Ravished in her creased sheets of lustful hurt.

Deserted in the middle of nowhere
Between this roaring lion and deep raging sea,
I became the victim of my own care;
Left stranded in the very last place I hate to be.

But the heaven never faded above me,
Nor sun’s crystal rays that reached out for my soul.
The earth did not disappear beneath me;
For mercy found me and kept me intact and whole.

She nudged me into the arms of patience,
Who wrought her perfect work in and through me.
‘Took me to a place of peaceful existence,
Where I’m made complete, to lack none and set free.

Wonderful
Words,
Woven into whispers
Lifted from leaflets;
Floating
In the wings of the wind.

From same origin,
Man and beast in harmony;
Different destinies.

Blindfolded to dream,
Eager for warm wand'ring kiss;
Burn my frigid lips.

They
Can't console
Her,
They're lost souls;
Her
Depression's doom.

Brevity poetry
Without rhyme or reason
Would read better
With alliterations like...
Wonderfully woven words;
Metaphors like...
Sunrise kisses rosebuds to blossom;
Maybe similes like...
As busy as a bee.

Prompts:  Write your best free-verse brevity in 30 words or less inspired by the word "rhyme".

Word Count:  30 Words "orange"

In your absence...

My thoughts
Your nakedness besets
My fantasies
Your lechery buffets...

This' reality...
Enrapture me with your presence.

Aargh!!!

Horrific cave adventure
Resurrected
Her future corpse
Screaming;

Aargh!!!

'Ain't
No bunny;
But the darkness
Bleeding
Your dribbling Hearts.

Guileless loveliness,
Tainted by evil's lust
Into dreamy dark paradise...

Dignity
Defiled by desire;
Chastity
Craved frenzy fire...
Certified Satyr!

His unique style
Formed my elementary;
But those thou art,
Some coveted like adultery.

For him was coined
A word more like idolatry;
Just to worship him
In the altar of bardolatry.

Roman agonizing nails pierced Christ to the cross...
As blood of covenant dribbled down thorn-crowned head,
Scourged ripped skin bled from creation's Source,
His parched thirsty throat was wetted with vinegar instead...

Most excruciating was our Saviour's agony and pain!
Abandoned by His own Father for men's sins He willingly bore;
Yet six times spoke He all words of grace most fain...
In the sixth hour darkness befell the earth and for three more.

Noon sun became dark as The Light started to dim;
In the midst, the veil of the Holy of holies was torn apart...
And the precious Lamb of God, these torments' grim
No longer could bear; as He descended into death's path.

Then for the seventh time cried He with a very loud voice,
"Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit", He bowed and slept;
Then gave up His ghost, as the finished work of His choice...
And the host of heaven and earth witnessed His death and wept.

Even unto death, Jesus entrusted His Spirit unto God...
The Father mourned His Son as His mother and also His friends;
Onlookers smote their *******,the centurion gloried The Lord,
But Christ death and grave's tale wasn't how His passion will end.

O’ Gethsemane! Thou garden of grief,
That sanctum of solitude and sorrow;
Whence once I knelt by stone to seek relief
From anguish sore, that burned to the marrow.

In pain so grave this cup I wished away;
Yet like a lamb, to Father’s will, I bowed...
Sweat like stream of blood, dripped that night most gray;
Despite fears, I embraced my cup as vowed.

Disappointed by friends in time of need,
Betrayed with kiss most warm that sealed my fate;
Mean men seized and led me like thief in chain,
All my friends fled in fret for faded faith....

As Lamb of God, myself, I submitted;
To men I love, still me, they rejected.

I've always thought
Love eventually ends up,
Ripping hearts apart
And shredding souls to pieces;
But wrong I was...
You picked up my tatters,
Stitch every bit back
Into a colorful rainbow
And made me an evidence of love.

She's like thoughts exhaled through the mouth,
Within her breath exhalts the power of life and death;
That she can heal and also hurt is a fact no doubt,
And once spoken she forever exist and never will fret;
As life and spirit even in realms beyond this earth.

Thus, bridle your tongue lest she spits out fire,
Too monsterous to quench over your convicted soul;
Instead before you speak think twice and aspire,
That all your words be seasoned with salt as a whole;
To bless and never to curse should be your goal.

Like boundless estranged snowflakes,
You breathed your cruel boisterous blizzard;
Freezing every warmth ever woven in me
From crystal sunrays into numbness.

Those streams to the altar of my heart,
Your bitter and biting pathways left frozen;
Forgotten as frigid and rigid for all eternity,
Entombed beyond salvation’s arms...

But one fortunate mistake you made;
Leaving that tiniest of crack within my depth,
To embrace that faintest strand of crystal ray
That began my journey to warmth again.

Stretched in between abundance and nothing,
Amidst every thread woven by these two;
From how to breathe and smell and taste like king,
To *** of poverty that paupers brew...

Life of lack I accept yet not upset,
Within its buds are lessons to learn from;
Still in much I'm humbled for riches fret,
Some go fleeting when storms suddenly come.

On that lone crossroad between these pathways,
All the lessons learned from these lives apart
And from the ups and downs, I'll praise always...
Through it all, my heart from God won't depart.

Patience is what I'm christened amidst none...
In plenty, as sober as moon at dawn.

Slandered
Without evidence;

Possessed
By seven demons.

Delivered
Into discipleship;

She didn't
Betray nor deny Christ;

Neither fled from
Garden, cross nor grave.

But the first
To herald His resurrection.

My days of yesterdays,
All flew and faded away;
But winds of memories,
They left as trails behind.

My past begot this day...
The moment I live within;
My now is who I really am,
The only one I'm so sure of.

Where tomorrow will lead,
I know not this unknown;
Yet my faith with my fate,
This I must strive to keep.

For every twist and turn,
On the pathway of my life;
I'll walk along with destiny
Into what lies ahead of me.

Perhap, my end shall come,
When my past and present
Shall meet with my future;
In somewhere beyond here.

How come
Love seems illusive?
Like fresh dew,
Fading with the break of dawn;
A beautiful dream
Disappearing into shadows
At reality's crossroad...

But love, I know is...
Not a figment of imagination;
Only an existence
Fast becoming nonexistent.

O' my strand of love; the very last in all existence. With all your breath and blood, you affectionately knotted my body, soul and spirit unto your *****; recreated my nightmares into the dreams that breathed my fantasies into the reality, whose memories I can't let go into extinct.  Though, battered and bruised, wretched and wounded; you were that unbroken tenderness, that breathed with her last breath and bled unto her last blood that I may not only live, but also, thrive in the most wonderful love ever... From this day, unto my last and beyond, for you I'll live and die for.  With all the love I possess, I'm yours and all you ever wished for in this life and the next...

The wages of sin is nothing but death,
And from Adam's fall this became our fate.
God's son was given in man's stead,
As a ransom to redeem us from hell's gate.

Love for my kind led Christ to Calvary,
Our sins nailed Him to the old rugged cross;
Who was entombed in that sanctuary,
Where His resurrection became death's loss.

Yet amongst men are some in dubiety,
Living in constant doubt like Thomas of old;
Who believed in Christ the risen Deity,
After touching His nail pierced hand as told.

But blessed is that man who will believe
Without beholding those nail pierced wounds;
The same for eternity shall surely live
On that fateful day when the trumpet sounds.

To escape eternal death and damnation,
Those nail pierced hands till date still beckon;
"My Father wished none condemnation,
But that you believe and be saved this second."

Forever O' Lord, Thy Word is established...
Never wavering like leaf tossed about in the wind;
But is steadfast to fulfill as accomplished,
That very purpose from the start it was designed.

But amidst the soul of the dead of the night,
Wolves in sheep clothing secretly crept into the fold;
Tares they sowed amongst the seeds of light,
Then nurtured their darkness until they became bold.

With words most sublime many they deceived,
Dressing the Word of God in coats of many colours;
Leading those who heeded and gladly received,
Astray from the Cross into the pathway of grandeur.

A den and refuge of thieves they recreated,
From sanctuaries once known as places of prayer...
Covetousness sanctimoniously consecrated,
From God's altars their incense engulfed every layer.

Their deeds ridiculed the righteousness of God,
That the holiness of this upright God is ill spoken of.
Yet at every street corner they cry "Lord, Lord!"
But these open display like the Pharisees aren't enough.

Quickly they forgot God can never be mocked,
But all will someday reap whatsoever evil they sowed...
Like weeds from Garden of Eden were plucked,
Surely shall they be cut and burned like ***** of old.

Most enchanted amongst souls,
Once embraced by crystalline sunrays;
Kissed by those luscious lips of moonlight,
Walked amidst twinkling stars...

Now this same soul spits out fury...
Anger, enthroned in the altar of her *****;
Rage, roared and pounced like a wildcat;
Poison, brewed malicious vengeance...

Still, this wounded but wild tempest...
Her every raging storm, my whole must enwrap;
Breathe again, my delight into this candlelight,
Made wildfire by this windstorm of mine.

Begotten as plain as naked could be,
Rejected for sheer innocence and purity;
Simplicity was woven as complexity
And was reborn from the abyss of obscurity.

As that feeling of intense affection,
Grown as romance into ****** attachment;
'Was wholly accepted for all she is not,
As carnality swallowed every commitment.

Yet we all crave to experience this lie,
Who was never embraced in her true form;
But in the falsehood she has become...
To this veiled, all of humanity still conform.

She walks into folk's lives as forming...
Every iota of sincerity thrown to the wind;
As desire overwhelms logic with magic,
Reality breathes as fairytale into mankind.

Suddenly magic starts fading into logic,
Pretense is soon confronted by brick walls.
Here, she's exposed to folks as storming,
Where the first disagreement and fight calls.

But folks soon learn to agree to disagree,
Because intense affection is seriously at stake.
She is then manifested solely as norming;
Relationship becomes comprise of give and take.

Understanding beams her rays of hope
Into these two souls entwined into conforming,
To salvage romance and ****** affection
And then, she's finally revealed as performing.

But she is not all of what we made her be,
Until unveiled as she really was, is and want to be;
Hearts sold into her will always be broken,
But she is love and never been blind but can see.

She's simply robed in the apparel of patience,
A tunic that is never envious, proud nor arrogant;
And embroiled with respect and selflessness...
Her heart not looks is what makes her most elegant.