Fresh lovely flowers,
colors of spring.
In a porcelain vase,
some delicious scent.

No flavor for cakes,
cream cookies or chocolates.
Such provoking thoughts.
The irony, waste not.

A burning candle by the altar.
The sincerest prayer,
a deep longing… heartbreak.
The truth’s embrace.

Her simple wants,
such a mother of love.
Her children’s joy,
her loved-one’s content.

Then prayer as it is.
Some flowers to go by.
Smiles to go around.
And my heart’s courage.

Do me a poem my sweet.
Recalling our younger years.
How we used to write notes.
Now, my heart longs for your words.

I want a poem my dear.
I’ll treasure every bit of it.
Make it sweet or corny,
I promise, I will be happy.

You said, you have lost touch.
Tried and tried but, no such luck.
No more beautiful rhymes.
Yet, still… I know you’ll find the lines.

I know you do love me.
This fact, I am always certain.
Your gestures say it all.
Do me a poem, don’t let me down.

Write me a poem, my love.
You know I can make the words.
I can say what you feel.
But, it is never the same.

I want a poem from you.
Write your promise that is so true.
Make me smile, my darling.
Let me fall in love again.

Thy heart,

the most vulnerable part.

Take care,

embrace it, don’t let it bare.

Go on…. love,

do it pure, white as the dove.

Go on…. give,

shower him kisses, but save.

Cruel fate,

Lurking nearby…. you may taste.

Leave a kiss,

keep it, don’t let it be a tease.

He may stray,

but love will surely stay.

Once they have their beauty,
colors of red and yellow.
Wonderful flowers to see,
over the peaceful meadow.

A gardener, the sun,
takes pride of their vibrancy.
He showers them with warmth.
he keeps them dry and sunny.

The sun loves his roses,
he gave them more of his gift.
Too much of his brightness,
his extreme passionate kiss.

Alas, simple roses,
trapped and caught in in immense heat,
have dried and turned to crisps.
His life giving warmth… their death!

She sleeps…
Her gentle breathing makes her serene.
She dreams…
Nice memories, loved one, inspirations.
She sighs…
The promise of everlasting peace.
She stirs…
With all my heart, I pray…
There is still hope.

Lovely day
sunny sky
Brightens me
Lifts me up
A new day
Full of hope
Inspires me
Excites me
Friends faces
Lots of laughs
Easy talk
Delightful walk
Then it pours
Icy cold
Spine tingling
Reaching the soul
Lonely day
So grey sky
Happy heart
Turning sad
No changes
Helpless case
My deep sorrow
I need to go.

You enjoy his gestures
gentle and formal,
Soft spoken conversationalist,
your ideal man.

He opens a door for you,
then lets you go first.
He offers a chair for you,
then gets you a drink.

You love his choice of clothes,
clean and simple.
His perfume pleases you,
perfect masculine smell.

He doesn’t make advances,
never asks for a kiss.
He keeps his hands in place
to keep your virtue safe.

My dear, beautiful friend,
feel safe as you can be.
This wretched, horrible man,
is in love with my brother.

The sun,
symbol of life and death.
How the flowers bloom,
with the right warmth.
And wither too soon,
with its mad heat.

The sun,
lovely and glorious.
Dawn’s promising light,
a heart’s pleasure.
Beautiful twilight,
as it sets in the east.

The sun,
is like a special friend.
How his comfort brings,
warmth to the heart.
Yet, his oath of love,
a scorching hug.

I can hear their voices
Bewildered, in chaos
No more laughter, no more cajoling
My turn to sneer.

A lover has come
Poor soul, how they mock him
How they tease him
But, they wouldn’t dare tell him.

Go on find me!
I urge them
My lover waits
Grows impatient by the minute.

Pitiful being
He doesn’t feel
He doesn’t understand
My heart belongs to someone else.

My back aches
My heart hurts more
Ironies of life
Unfair, unjust!

Here I am trapped with him
When I should be with you
Yet, how would you know?
You have chosen another.

Frantic footsteps approaching
Angry, worried whisperings
Searching for me
I can only smile bitterly.

Go on find me!
Burn this place if you please!
Warm liquid in my eyes
My soul cries.

Life barbarism!
Man selects his woman as he desires
A woman waits to be seen
Why can’t a woman walk up to the man she pleases?

Easy talk below, assurances
Finally he is leaving
But, I won’t budge
Not just yet.

I’m in the solace of my own embrace
Let me dry my tears
That I can be stronger
To crawl out into the world once more.

Heart beating wild
Stomach aches
Her knees shake
She’s in terrible fright
Slowly, she lifts her fist
Onto the door, she knocks.

The urge to run
Part of her screams….
Decency!
She loses her color
But stands firmly by the door
Courage will not fail her!

It’s a mistake
Soon, her regret
She’s a fool!
Yet, who can blame this soul?
Waiting comes to an end
Finally, her heart speaks.

No promises
Some rejections
More heart-breaks
The yearning must be answered
Shattered spirit as it is
Love suffering must end.

She sees his face
Pure innocence
So naïve
How could he not notice?
I love you! Her soul weeps
Quivering, she spits the words.

She looks at him
Calm eyes of his
No replies
Unreadable expressions
Agonizing heart beats
Awkward silence ….

How does he laugh?
Tell me.
I imagine church bells,
the chirping of birds.
Lovely sounds to hear.

How does he talk?
I need to know.
Is he a charmer?
An interesting talker,
a real heart-skipper?

How does he hold you?
A true gentleman,
Careful not to crush you?
Or a passionate lover?
Oblivious of his feelings.

How does he kiss?
Tell me, please…
If he’s cautious or obsessive,
I bet he’s as wonderful,
as the glorious heaven above.

Take care of him, my friend.
Do hold on to his heart.
Give him all your love.
Don’t leave him astray.
For tomorrow he could be mine.

They say, first impression lasts.
How he talks,
how he smiles.
If he’s an agreeable person,
we would love him.
Then, trust him.
But, if he’s a nuisance,
we would hate him.
Then, avoid him.
We are not God to judge.
He could not be perfect.
We are all imperfect.
Like it or not, he is also human.
He has flaws.
We all have flaws.
There is goodness in every being.
Give him time.
Give him a chance.
Who knows?
You might had gotten unto the wrong foot.
Indeed… He could be a friend.

(HORROR & FANTASY FICTION)

Screams of terror,
echoing through the walls.
Heavy chains clang,
and she endlessly sobs.

She shouts and weeps.
The castle remains deaf.
As night engulfs,
she mourns in great anguish.

More and more groans.
Grand voice becomes hoarse.
She stifles a cackle,
as dying hopes prevail.

Horrible fate,
merciless verdict.
Death within walls.
Her real nightmare gnaws.

Soon, mere scrapings,
no hints of cries within.
Handsome madame,
into a rotting flesh.

A living corpse,
between the lonesome walls.
In dark solace,
forever, she will dwell.

Model in the making,
this gorgeous male.
Face bright and so shining,
with his cute smile.
His laugh entertaining,
reaching a mile.
Ever so demanding,
now hear him wail.

Gentle rays of the morning,
beautiful promise of dawn.
As the land lays unmoving,
I spread my wings against the sun.

The clearest blue horizon,
serene, magnificent heavens.
A gay feeling of freedom,
I soar towards the open seas.
      
The world has lost its splendor,
barren lands… poisonous waters.
With the rise of new cities,
doom befalls the earthly creatures.

Sadness betrays my proud heart.
My hunger and my great losses,
heavy trials for my strength.
Still, I soar with the highest hopes.

One day, I shall have my home,
to dwell with mg daughters once more.
For now, I have my haven,
in the glorious sky above.

Alas, pain rips trough my chest,
blood gushes from my tiny heart.
Shot by hunters from the earth,
I plunge into the deepest sea.

A victim of man’s madness,
I am the last of my kind.
This is my tale of sadness,
my wasted life as an eagle.

In a dark and serene place,
An empty heart achingly beats.
The cold night touches his soul.
He is lost but not alone.
                                                      
Suc­h gloomy uncertainties,
Fear for his sweetest love and life.
The changing world, his menace,
to keep a devotion alive.
                                                      
Her­ kiss awakens his senses,
fiery and passionately.
He engulfs her in his arms.
She’s his for all eternity.
                                                          
No more fear for the unknown,
As their racing hearts beat as one.
Her hold, a satisfaction,
With her tender arms, he is home.

Look at that lady,
she seems so happy.
Clutching a pink note,
she smiles and drives off.

A sweetheart awaits her,
her delightful lover.
Her past and her future,
today’s imperfection.

Love is in her face,
her lips, a sweet taste.
Her cheeks a faint blush,
her bright eyes, a hush.

She stops by a garden,
wild flowers of Eden.
Such magnificent sight,
marvelous as her heart.

A red rose she picks,
one of her favorites.
Unto it, she plants,
a tender loving kiss.

She heads off once more,
enjoying good thoughts.
Steady pace quickens,
heart pounding, she sprints!

She misses him dearly,
needs him very badly!
She wants his loving kiss,
his gentle, warm embrace!

Hot, longing tears stream down,
she sobs without a sound.
Before her a white tomb,
resting place of her love.

On her lover’s tomb,
she sets down the rose.
She takes out his note,
his last message of love.

A prayer she utters,
devotion of lovers.
Someday, another time…
To be together again.

The sweet smell of the grass,
and the still light of the moon.
Perfect moment for us.
Our special time alone.

Under the starlit sky,
we taste each other ’s lips.
How I melt in your embrace,
as the world remains asleep.

You whisper a secret,
dark and sinister, I hear.
Yet, your voice some music,
enigmatic to resist.

Thus, screams shatter the night,
foul, unspeakable curses.
As hooded men invade,
I hold on to your clutches.

Lover’s night into fight,
I yell, I weep and you claw
Alas, rivals have triumphed,
everything turns into black.

My heart bleeds as I wake,
finding no presence of you.
Murderous men have calmed,
beneath their feet – a demon!