Beauty is in my woman's eyes.
I look, I glance,
I take in advance
To watch the sunsets rise.
Beauty are her lips
I kiss. Like a sea of red tulips,
Like a single folding wave;
Her lips seem to dance whilst they slave
Away
On a summer's day.
Beauty are my woman's *******
I touch, I caress.
Beauty is in her being -
Making love to her; whether its touching, kissing, finding, feeling.

©Jack Aylward
5th April 2004

To all of you advertisers
Throw your thing on its proper place
Will you just stop please
Don't vandalize this sacred face

This is where our feelings ride
The journey of our low and high
The future will learn from our joy and pain
For us to move faster, end your foolish game

That's why it's Hello Poetry not Hello Adverts
I know you know how to read lines so please divert
I beg you once again find another room
We are POETS here and simply... this is our HOME...

08-06-2015
Mysterious Aries

To those who say i'm perfect; i do everything right.
You have no idea, how hard i have to fight.
I work towards my goals, but my standards are too high.
And at the end of the day, all i can say is at least i try.
I never can be proud of what i do.
No matter how great it looks to you.
And how about always failing, when everyone else sees it as prevailing.
Say i'm smart; eh maybe.
Say i'm pretty; no, that drives me crazy.
Say that's amazing; i do what i can.
Say you love me; i would've ran.
So no, i'm not perfect. I do nothing right. To me, i'm just a failure; every day and night.

Let us play a game of chance
You can start the game
It begins with a leap, not a step
But first tell us your name

jump

A hand of chance
That's all this is
A silly game of dares
Maybe a friendly quiz

jump

Now step right up
And don't be shy
I promise we won't bite
Here's a secret (i lie)

JUMP

Lets take a walk
A scenic view
And have a chat
To get to know you

JUMP

This cliff was here
I thought he knew
But he just slipped
Yes officer, his eyes were blue

JUMP

That was the game
The game of chance
And with you gone
I will now advance.