Chamber Of Love - Hello Poetry

Aug 2017

AnxiousOcean

why do we love?
why do we seek love?
why do we not tire?
why do we set fire?

I ask myself questions
I ask myself why
but answers are vague
and still, I don't know why

the answers are maybe
maybe this, and maybe that
maybe love demands to be found
as pain demands to be felt

and so I thought,
maybe pain hasn't demanded yet
maybe people do love because
they love to regret

aren't you hurt enough?
do you need more pain?
or are you not hurt at all?
all you have is gain?

you may think I'm pathetic
no
I'm just hurt

and you'll understand me
once you feel what I felt

and soon you'll ask me
why do I not love

well then I'll answer,
because I was once in loved

I do hope you got my point, or understand it. It's just that the speaker was once in love and he was hurt and he never did love again

Aug 2017

Mike Hauser

The Fact That You're Mine

It's not the way you look at me
Or how your hair blows in the breeze
It's not how you smile like a night on the town
Or the skip of my heart when you are around

It's not in the way that you beautifully dress
Although I am always beyond impressed
It's not any of those although they're nice
It's more of the fact that you are mine

It's not in the shine of your radiant glow
Or how to me your love is gently shown
It's not in the fact that you're all I need
Or the softness of touch when you hold me

It's not that you take my breath away
Or the way you make it all okay
It's not in any of those things I so often find
It's more of the fact that you are mine

Jul 2017

Miriam

sooner // later

it will happen.

you will meet him. you will finally get to look into his eyes. feel his skin. see the slow lift of the corners of his lips as he smiles. it will no longer be pictures, no longer short video clips, no longer just a voice through the phone.

no, you’ll see him, you’ll experience the presence of his whole being.

you’ll feel electricity running up and down your spine, adrenaline rushing through and through, but you’ll feel a warmth and peace washing over you. you will be amazed at the rarity of this connection–how so many people you have encountered only leave you feeling drained, but this soul energizes you. refreshes you. and leaves you curiously wondering why that is.

and he will feel the same.

everything will unfold in a strange beautiful way. peaceful, yet you will feel its intensity. the most quiet explosion.

you’ve always believed there’s a higher love, a connection formed simply by being–not by convenience, not by looks. it’s just there, just like how the mountains are always there, or the sky, or the sea. it’s something natural. it’s something that just is, and we just discover it.

you’ve always believed it, and darling, you won’t be proven wrong.

it will happen.

#love

Jul 2017

Lvice

She Is

She
is
fresh air,
and I
had
forgotten I
had not been
breathing well.

She
breathes the sunset
back into
me
and suddenly
things are vivid once again

She
is the cold
when the sun
and I
have fought until the night.

I
never thought
that one person could
make the stars seem trivial,
but now I know,
even the stars
wonder about
her.

Our Thousand-Mile collection is getting full!
Another poem with JAC! His are italicized!

Jul 2017

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

❤ All I Ever Wanted ❤

I don't need stars from the night-sky,
I don't need the moon,

I don't need any sunshine in my pocket,
All I need is you--my auspicious, priceless fortune.

I don't need precious diamonds that sparkle,
I don't need 24-carat gold,

I don't need luxury and extravagance,
All I need is your hand, to forever hold.

I don't need material belongings,
I don't need anything that money can buy,

I don't need cash in my wallet,
All I need is your unconditional love, forever - not a single day shy.

This is all I ever wanted,
This is all I'll ever need,

To be the undying love of your life, infinitely,
This is what I desire,
This is what I need from life,
to succeed.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Jul 2017

fasi

The Heart

the heart
she is imprudent, irrational

to her keeper, a fickle friend
beguiled - forever -
by the executioner's charm

on the cold block
willingly
she lays her head

her own folly
the heart sees not
until "we" - she and i -
lay bloodied,
where hope is laid to rest

tragedy!

Jul 2017

The Sick Red Carnation

INTIMATE POEM OF LIFE

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You speak with a golden voice
To explore the tug of the unseen
On the visible fabric of our days
Leaving a kiss in a future space
For an exotic scent of lucid painting

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~