Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
No wonder
If there is a masterpiece
I penned
Out of my ink
You are there living
Close enough

No matter what
Where to begin?
It's all about you
Around you
In some form
As a profound metaphor
Or a cryptic reflection
Veiled to
The blind hearts
Obvious to
The avid readers

She is the poetry
And the poetry is she
She is the art
And the art is she
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Stimuli || Everything in it
May be
It's the spirit
The compelling eyes
The life like smile
The familiar vibes
Honest affection
Authentic raw
So much more

Genre: Observational
Theme: Aura
If you
Fuel me
With your vibes

I will
Save you
In the verses
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Allied, feeding of eternal pulse
I like your vibes
No need of introduction
Let the journey begin
Genre: Haiku
Theme: Intuition and gut instinct matter.
I don't love you
The way you love me,
You don't love me
The way I do!

You are an angel
Would spread your wings
To guard me from
All earthly things!

I'm this kiddo!
Searching answers
For those questions
Popping up in my mind
N number of time!

I would cover you up
With an aura of love
Just by my imagination
Binding us till eternity!

Yes, we are in love.
We show it in our own ways!
I don't love you
The way you love me,
You don't love me
The way I do!
Borrowed from the sun
Magnetic beams Coalesce
Charismatic soul
Bardo Jun 20
She was a wonder of Nature, a special
Had this lovely aura about her
The way she held herself, the way she
   moved.... way she spoke her words
A real classy Lady that's for sure... a proper woman
What the hell she was doing with me I don't know.

Anyway I invited her to my house one day for tea
She so wanted to see where I lived
She was only in the door when she playfully ran her little
   index finger
Along the surface of my little black table in the hall
And then holding it up for me to see, for my inspection
Revealed a big unsightly blob of dust, a most incriminating
She smiled a cute little reproachful smile
"It's true Baby", I said," I've been neglecting things of late, been
   letting things slip
Ever since I met you, I've been so preoccupied
Been so preoccupied with thoughts of you
You're always in my head Girl, your... your great beauty, your...your
   incredible loveliness
You've been driving me to Distraction Baby
And Hey! I like the view from down there, it's great! "

I had her sit down in my front room, she hadn't been sitting
When she pointed at the floor, at my carpet
"You know you've got a hole there in your carpet, a big hole"
And "Look!" she said pointing further down the room
"There's another one over there... and another!"
"What can I say Babe", I said, "you know you have me half
Every night you got me pacing up and down, back and forth
You're this beautiful obsession to me Darling
You got me walking the floor over you Baby
Been thinking about you so hard, and so often
Now I plum gone and worn out my bleedin' carpet
Worn it out with all my walking".
At this she smiled a lovely kind sympathetic smile.

When I came back in the room with the tea
She said to me, she said "You know over in your corner there
Did you know you got a big cobweb and a spider ?"
"Oh! I said.....Oh Her! So you met my Spider
She's not just any old Spider you know
She... she's my... my Love Spider" I said proudly.
"Your Love Spider", she said a bit skeptically,
"Yea! I never had the heart to take her down
Why! She reminds me so much of you Darling
Reminds me of how awesome your powers are
And how futile it is to resist,
Reminds me of how wonderfully caught up I am
In your lovely sweet sticky web
Of gooey gorgeousness and outrageous delights.
With this she looked at me long and hard
Until suddenly there broke upon her lips this lovely enchanting smile,
"You know", she said,"you're so adorable you are, how I love you so".

P.S. "Phew!" I thought to myself,"that was a close one".
Poem inspired by a lady friend of mine, she is very house proud, loves her house while mine is a bit run down. I wondered what'd happen if I ever invited her around LOL.
She is,  
Sometime, mixed perfectly  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Sometime, what gets calm  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Sometime, what gets memorized
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Sometime, what inspires us  
Sometime, let it be…  

She is,  
Sometime, what gets connected  
Sometime, Let it be…  

She is,  
Never she trades honesty.  
Never did she.  

Let it be…

Sometime, what we wish is miracle.
Let it be.
Genre: Observational
Theme: All about she
TS Ray Feb 7
She knew the world,
He knew the words,
She shaped the blue skies,
He played with the meter in fives.

She brought in the aura,
He pictured in the flora,
She glittered in the halo,
He wandered in an abyss so low.

She was well versed in art,
He talked in silence with himself in part,
She was ready to know him and walk with him toe to toe,
Walking all alone all along, he was ready to find himself too.
TS. 2020.
LC Jan 27
was intangible
less than a spirit
its voice inaudible
color exited life.

is truly tangible
a spirit with a bright aura
its voice so enticing and loud
that color is entering life again.
Next page