Impeccable Poetry - Part II

Jun 2017

Lora Lee

I wish
to have
a love
not swathed
over futile lines
of white washed
paper flowers
that creep up
upon the trellis
as I stand
in frozen
princess-like
stance
but wild horses
ready to break
down the door
as they burst in
to capture me
their perfect
imperfections
matching mine
as we dance the dance
of intimate waves

I am ready
To be shaken
in the wind
my heart a-stir
yet gently grounded
as leaves fall
to the ground
I want the magic
of the small things
to light me up
even during times
of routine
Yes the stars are vast
And we will be under them
As we gaze beyond time
Yet also
create our
special brand of wonder
within the tiny ways
of the day to day

Jun 2017

Nishu Mathur

Love me when I least deserve it.

There are times I know not who I be
A stranger, unreasonable I  become,
Little sense in the world around I see.
'Tween love and hate on a pendulum.

There are times I turn away from you,
Question your love, your wise decree,
Eyes wide shut to whatever you do,
Believing  you too have forsaken me.

There are times I doubt, if at all ,you exist,
My heart to darkness a welcome home
Your presence denied, you,  I resist,
Hope burns in doubt's infernal dome.

Love me when I least deserve........when to despair, a host

Hold me God, for it is then ...that I need your love the most.

#hope #love #need #god

Jun 2017

wordvango

just a leaf

somewhere there on a moist petal a dew drop leaf
among the colors of the rainbow's sunshine around
the base connecting to the trunk
of an oak living for centuries is
the answer to a riddle
to that conundrum that
far said dream you listen to
on lonely days
in her limbs her leaves
say to me you don't see
her reach her span her analogy
or just a branch
or just a leaf?

Jun 2017

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

Phraseology

I've heard it said by many,
I'm sure you've heard it too...

"I know you better
than you know yourself!"
I really doubt
that this statement
is true!

I mean,
how does one logically justify
such a crazy terminology?

This assumption is insane,
how dare anyone propose
this ideology!

We've all gone mad!

We dare suggest
that we know
what other's think...?
How sad!

I don't understand my own mind,
and I can assure you,
neither do you!

Do you believe that it is possible
that I might know you better
than you, yourself, do?

I truly doubt,
and disbelieve that you do!

It's impossible!
It's insane that some people think
that this phrase could even slightly
be true!

Nobody knows us better
than we, ourselves, do!

I struggle to know myself,
and I always will;
this much is true!

Only God, himself, knows me,
and he, alone,
understands my mind,

I cannot entertain
any other notion,
my inner-thoughts
are way out of range
for just anyone to find!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Jun 2017

Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad

Scars (10w)

Internal scars
Are like Fingerprints,

Each soul
Has unique imprints.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Jun 2017

Pagan Paul

Black Tulips

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Pillars of sand start shifting,
the loving spoonful curdles tourmaline,
and the moon will be as blood,
darker than the inside of night.
Resonance as Death's hourglass screams
where a blade slices through flesh.
Angels are not supposed to have ******
on clouds of orange musk.

Poems fall like mountain rain,
excellent in obscurity, rich primal green,
reflecting olive trees in starlight,
glancing twice with Capricious intent.
A butterflies wings kiss the breeze,
Free. Serene. Long ago and far away.
In a circle of hearse black tulips
I lay down my shattered heart to die.

© Pagan Paul (16/02/17)

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#poetry #flowers #dark #depression #inspiration #change

Jun 2017

Vikshipta

Gazer

Shifting the cloud shapes
its either walls or ether
_ staring and staring.

i am quite a gazer..i like to gaze at the stars and predict shapes of cotton *****..or may be simply gaze at them wide blue or my pale ceiling perhaps. i relish gazing at the oscillation-- as the trees sway east and west: sometimes north ..most time anywhere the zephyr roars.

#haiku #gazer

Jun 2017

South-by-Southwest

Rolling in Thunder

I like to roll in thunder
Smoke lightning all night long
I like to drink dark whiskey
From a large hollow log
Mama just shook her head
That one's gonna be a dog

I like to shake those snakes and bones
Give me spades with five cards down
I ain't into living
But it sure beats underground
And I'll meet my maker
In the alley back around

I like mean hearted women
I like to make em squeal
They always come back for seconds
Saying "Is this guy for real"
But they find that I moved on
I like the smell of burning wheels

I like rolling in thunder
Drinking white lightning from a jar
Don't wait up for me baby
I'm aready gone too far

By bye !

P.S. - Don't you even think about calling .