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Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2019
“To linger in the coarseness of such tribulation without her,
Angel of unsullied which admits no stain I am a noble man,
Edges of decision apathetic illusion satiated in dreams,
Will we depict with agony like vertigo amidst our lives,

In need for something convivial of exploits and adventures,
I cannot choose love in the doorways of infertile sordidness,
Anima falls into the luring darkness of lugubrious calamity,
****** away despair nurture the exigency that is moirai,

Romance of every ideology torments the romance of another,
****** off the rancor and the cognizance of root anxieties,
Once an effulgence of brazenly resolute bond with others,
Beautiful in creation is squall to cultivate as natality begins,

Uncertain fate gets bathed from your inundated minds of euphoria
Clench  your that guard you through deserted nights of loneliness,
Inward images so engulf one seeking affinity of future natality,
In the lateness of the world primal lamenting not to succumb to
Infertile Sordidness”
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/15/2019  #176
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/15/2019  Poem#176 #HelloPoetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2019
“If you have loved with apocryphal one endlessly,
Imagine how that would have been co-equally,  
With the right amity shares of love equitably,
As ambrosial as a queue of amaryllis narcissus,

Love that spreads through the air with poetic wings
If one were to propagate flower that will be endowed,
Intoxicating from such a love as the brine ocean waves,
As the ocean waves splash against rocks of daffodils,
      
Then comes the day your heart pounds with euphoria,
Finally your lips would embrace tongues pleach infinitely,
Can this be as inward to lull the essence of daffodils?
As I now feel like a dove as I fly away and be rested,  

As intensified euphoria flavored from botanic gardens,  
As so derives your skin within mine the contour,
Of your beauty has quenched my infinite ad valorem,
Contained now with patulous purity and sensitive felicity”
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/07/2019  #175
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  12/07/2019  Poem#175 #HelloPoetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Dec 2019
“It can be a very spontaneous state,
In restraining the inner spirit of angst,
A plethora of pain held within,
Parallels of a withering acumen,

Once in a wonderful sense of serenity,
Or was it a birth of total disavowal,
One cannot feel the venture aforesaid,
Comeuppance breath within my soul,

Need I succumb to such relentlessness?
As the inner souls foment impertinently,
Shall I reconcile to the assuage afore me,
As my soul unleashes it’s invigorating remedial,

As my spiritual guidance formulates camaraderie,
Now proficient anodyne of once a dreaded angst,
Shall I now attain that of a once absent love?
Whether this shall be for naught it is affirmed,
A reticence of my spiritual soul has been ameliorated”
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  11/26/2019  #174
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  11/26/2019  Poem#174
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2019
“I have trekked through many places in life,
Places I hope you will never have to trek,
Either way you will learn lessons old and new alike,  
You are now entering the door to wisdom,

Let sunshine and kindness spread through your goals,
We will be blessed to watch you achieve your goals,
Embrace those who are sad respect their dignity,
Leave them with a feeling of aspiration in life,

This is all to your advantage and success in life,
Tread softly when anger approaches you,
Hide your feelings of anger and invoke all,
Humor and laughter for your wisdoms of success,

Laughter is a powerful weapon in life’s travails,
Hilarity is of a  PRODIGIOUS power to ones BEING,
Always recognize and commemorate family and friends,
Of which you are inestimable LOVED and a part of,

You always give freely from your heart,
You are the Sunshine in the family and the chewing gum,
That KEEPS US TOGETHER,
The door to your 15th Year has now opened,
All is POSSIBLE !

Nothing is futile you have reached a very specific time in life,
The world is far from perfect let wisdom be your guide,
But to know you are there it is that much BETTER”

LOVE Always My Dear Beloved Granddaughter
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  11/26/2019  #173
By Andrew Guzaldo ©  11/26/2019  Poem #173 #HelloPoetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2019
“This scorched land has a proteus yet correlate intimacy,
Could it have been I was once before thee in the aft?
Maybe when I was on the abscond of tortuous criterion,
In search of something imminent that is decisive coeval,

Scurry beams of spirit would be like a noxious gallimaufry,
Oh vault of slags bitterness where feathered creatures ****,
Remote land that is before me in lieu of the love I have lost,
The quietude air whisks flower chorale refrains of melancholy,

I am a lost pioneer on an unending expedition for melioration,
Deep blue brine in the vastly distance awaits an archipelago,
To not have her in my arms would be like a blade of dread,
As the fiery sun blazes brightly with a sky of blue as am I,

I can only say at the endow of this journey I hope for her,
Scorching this barren land is nihility compared to her loss,
It is her love that keeps me live as I thrive forward,
As eventide arrives frigid cold that was aft scorched land,  

As I ponder exordium with the thought of oppressed feelings,
Yearning as my love has befallen with my present anguish,
For I now am that oppressed suitor on Scorched Lands”
    By Andrew Guzaldo © 11/07/2019 #172
By Andrew Guzaldo © 11/07/2019 Poem#172  Hello Poetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2019
“I do not know when love became nebulous,
I know not of another that has felt this way,
Your name is a hand I can never hold or cradle,
Love for her now became a seethe of virtue,

How I loved thee with all my sanity and integrity,
Such a love brought me comfort to my illimitable life,
Now my love merely brought more pain than deserved,
Her love now nothing but ardent wilderness with no mist,

Being a curmudgeon in the life of love is not right,
Love needs to be nurtured as do flowers and trees,
Shall always search for the Sun shine as love nurtures
Search for the same sun shines in hopes love grows,

My life has become the coincidence of a bad retention,
Retention of sight sound and fear of distant apparitions,
I then wonder did she ever really love me did she even care,
Her utterance faded and lost its way over her tongue,

Physique of this matron the dexterity I seek is not puerile,
A dream can come true I can then love someone again,
My aridity line was across the sand for thee my ardor,  
Oh great ocean of the sea that barrows fools like me,

Drab tears of the sea eternal thirst for thee follow me,
Fetch forth afore forlorn subsidies of my adulation,
As my apathy follows with such abiding anguish,
Animus assuage for my psyche as in the deep blue”
  By Andrew Guzaldo © 11/047/2019 #171
By Andrew Guzaldo © 11/047/2019 Poem#171 Hello Poetry
Andrew Guzaldo c Nov 2019
“As arrant squall enters from all corners,
As our daily rituals must procure to dormant,
Lacking warmth of suns touch upon our skin,
As the winter winds ere upon our ambience,  

As our once daily formality would bring us,
Alongside a cool pool a beach or just quirks,
A spathe of skin an apprise bronze from the sun,
As dangling brown leaves parched fall to terrain,

As a sunken suns down in early afternoons,
The winter bellowing of moons as they procure,
Branches of once fruits and such now withered,
Now lay along the cold grown fallen as chill beckons,
The winter sings of creeping crows,

Beneath the blaze of summer hung the beauty foliage,
Flowers to be inherent upon a warming spring,  
Graciously arranged to fade beneath a winters squall,
Once bright green leaves dying and sizzling on the trees,
As lonely fledgling birds pay respect as they fly west,
As they seem to say Adieux Summer once again”

By Andrew Guzaldo © 10/30/2019 #170
By Andrew Guzaldo © 10/30/2019 Poem#170 Hello Poetry
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