Speechlessly in Love - Hello Poetry

Feb 2014

PrttyBrd

You are love that’s unabated
You are soul forever sated
We are eternally fated
Intertwined
We’re our cause of hearts elated
Joy divine

Surprises come with every turn
With every breath our bodies yearn
To be explored without concern
Recognition
With every smell and touch we earn
Less inhibition

A lifetime blinks and dances by
More joyous tears than sadness cry
A softly singing lullaby
Peaceful slumber
And when the angel comes comply
I’ll not encumber

In Burns' Stanza

copyright©PrttyBrd 29/05/2010- From 14

Feb 2014

PrttyBrd

Not A Love Poem

To say that I love you
Is an empty gesture
Overused and meaningless
You know my heart
You see me through the darkness
You know beyond all reason
That it is you
and you alone
Those words will not be whispered
Their sweetness will not pass my lips
My heart is held deep within you
Waiting to be filled with all that you are
Yes, waiting for logic
To catch up with longing
And trust to override fear
Words don't matter here
In this altered reality
In this space created just for us
You know what you know
And it is I who lays in wait

;)
21414

Feb 2014

PrttyBrd

Spoken Into Reality

The tip of my tongue burns for you
To tell you the words that I must bite back
It tries to form the sounds to let you in
But denial still reigns supreme
The twists and turns in conversation
That seemingly bob and weave
Are just my lingual deficiencies
Still, the fire is strong
In my mind, in my heart
The words bang loudly in my chest
Trying with all their might to burst through
Trying to show you the truth
Fear of that truth keeps me silent
Never to reveal that which you surely already know

Feb 2014

Pablo Neruda

XVII (I do not love you...)

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Dec 2013

PrttyBrd

Come Back to Me

Come back to me
For I cannot close my eyes
Come back to me
So I can calm the silent cries
Come back to me
So we can share a tender smile
Come back to me
For the chance to reconcile
Come back to me

Dec 2013

PrttyBrd

Spellbound

Your words lead to your soul,
They have guided me, heart in hand,
To the truth of who you are,
And with bated breath I read them.
For it is there,
That your essence flows through me,
And carries me straight to you

copyright©PrttyBrd 15/12/2013

For jls

Mar 2013

Kingafroninjaa

Written Not Spoken, 143234

Words of the forgotten voice.
The soft spoken voice that can no longer be heard by the ears of her beloved.
Her once loud spoken voice turned into nothing but a whisper of a faded memory.
The muffle tears of this forgotten girl plays a gentle soothing lullaby in Death's ears.
As he attentively listens to her angelic cries, she begins her ****** story.
Story of pain, heartache, and suffering is slowly etched across her thinning body.
Her hieroglyphics only visible to the cold longing eyes of Death.
She waits for his daunting kiss to penetrate her broken vessel and reach her impure soul.
"Please." The last word her meek voice will ever say.
My voice. My thoughts. Belong to Death.

Mar 2013

Kingafroninjaa

Sweet Cherry Dream

He sold a sweet dream.
A dream so sweet even God would have goosebumps at the mere thought of it.
A dream that the fairest in all the land would be envious.
Our dream where our love would outshine the sun across a thousand galaxies.
A dream where my first name would latch onto his last name causing the heavens to sing above us.
The blissful dream that he sold to me would've been passed down to our generations every Sunday dinner.
That dream, I lived for it. Craved for it.
Dreaming of his stolen dream that he sold to me.
Our once tangible dream began to collapse around me.
That dream I once I lived for turned into a forgotten nightmare of his doing

Feb 2013

Kingafroninjaa

Abyssal Love

In the darkest of the night is where you'll find her waiting for him.
The mere thought of his electrifying touch sends shivers down her spine.
Her flame of loneliness will drown in his sea of exotic eccentricity.
She craves for his presence so she can reach the peak of her insanity.
She gave her soul to earn the entrance into their heaven.
She poured herself into his empty shell of darkness so their broken minds can be reunited.
Her favorite addiction that she will never go to rehab for.
Her prized possession that she will never part with.
Her only obsession that fills up her time and space in this dismal dimension.
When the last light shine through, the darkness will be there to engulf her in his passion.

Feb 2013

Kingafroninjaa

Forevermore

When their harsh reality comes crashing down, I'll escape to our fantasy world where you'll be waiting for my arrival.
Our secret realm where we are free from their restrictions.
Free from their rejections.
Free from the fate the gods have destined for us.
We will make the path that we deem fit and walk hand in hand as we proudly taunt the gods that laughed at our existence.
We will explore the world that we have created.
Seek out the mysteries that are hidden in each cave.
Dive into the underwater trenches and bask in the glory of atlantis.
Fly up and touch heaven just to feel the warmth of nirvana.
I'll always be yours until the last star shines in the our collapsing galaxy.

Feb 2013

Kingafroninjaa

The Abuse and the Abused.

To die by the hands of your lover.
It's a bittersweet concept that few rarely experience.
To not breathe the same air he breathes in this brief time in space.
To not feel his presence as our bonded red string falls to the pits of hell.
His dark eyes being the last glimmer of hope i see in this world.
The intimate moments where we explore each others crevices and discover a hidden world inside our bodies.
By the time this ends, my memory will fade into a dream as I die for you and you live for me.
I'll hold onto our secret until we meet in the place where our dreams can finally come true.

Feb 2013

Kingafroninjaa

******* White

&& in that moment everything turned white.
As if life were as clear as snow.
The tidal waves of insecurity, sadness and denial suddenly calmed down.
The misty haze of infidelity, betrayal and ignorance were lifted from my eyes && a new world appeared.
Moment of extreme clarity where mind meets nirvana.
I looked in the eye of God and turned my back on him, blew a kiss at the devil && walked away.
I was handed the key of absolute knowledge && was freed from the shackles of my oppressors.
That brief blizzard of purity.
My beautiful reality.

I meet her once && I need to meet her again.

Jan 2013

Kingafroninjaa

Infinite Girl

The unstable mind of the infinite girl slowly starts to crumble as he ascends from hell into her forsaken kingdom.
The mirror tells him that his impish looks gives him an undeniable handsome.
She knows that the insanity hidden behind her blood stained eyes is what drives his incurable lust for her.
His insatiable need to be one of two is how he causes hurt.
What is she getting herself into by playing in his hidden eden of ecstasy?
He latches on to the first thing he sees in the vicinity.
The scars of their intimate charade reappears in the moonlight as he devours what's left of her mistaken innocence.
In the attempt to mold her into something like him she seems to have lost her very essence.
She screams into the night hoping that his deaf ears will finally hear the cries of his once infinite girl.
The faint sound of the night breezes past his ears as ponders his next assault on this world.
She'll drift through the seamless passages of time and space to regain what's little left of her impure soul.
His next mission will not fail, he will meet his goal.
She clings onto the memories of their past lives as he holds her meaningless death in the palm of his demon claws.
To create something perfect like him, and rid the world of things like her and all her flaws.
She waited for the sweet nectar that death will bring only to realize that her heaven lays with God's fallen angel.
To be the world's savior, to be the world's angel.

A poem co-created with @JayTheEmperor from twitter.
http://skreened.com/kingsclothes