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Uzee Jun 2013
how happened?
how drove ?
is delusion ??
is love??

none said
none done
face red
heart run

repeated glance
lasting bliss
unknown stance
notional kiss

innocent look
deceitful glare
heart shook
moment rare

feelings heightened
heart numb
eyes stunned
brain dumb

looks exchanged
heart faint
presence staged
sense taint

head rumble
must struggle
feet stumble;

talk plan
all crumbled

gone soon
like wind
left along
feelings bing
Uzee Jun 2013
this sick,  euphoric feeling
despite destortion is bold
gate to enchanted world unveiling
so intense and cold

that angel throughout the night I've been dreaming
am I oblivious of something?
since even in the limbo ; her mesmeric presence I had been feeling

hovering abruptly with its flaky wings
swooshing tepidly ; gradual and low
even the fragile of its touch stings
so disruptive and slow

showering illusionary dream ;
gentle whispers
kissing with the crimson lips;
firmly clustered

my shriveled face effervescent
her elated aura phosphorescent

sudating through the very pores
deluded ;
was this really a dream
had I not been in a state so worse
suffused
with the prismatic love stream
Uzee May 2013
harbouring virtuousity,  curious to express
exhibiting,  she firmly held the pen
to jot down the mystic emotion,
the exquisite dream
oblivious of the mounting stress
pouring
the dissipating words recklessly fading
confused up wit
unable to sought down, the oblivion of sleep

knew not what to indite
unable to contemplate the very dream
but thoughtfully only was such the fuddled sapidness
the psychic images ; a subtle dream

dreary eyes
thirstily awaited
till the very amnesia faded

for the sole muzzy feeling,  this the only manifest
suffice the unenviable question
whence crept the feeling?
whence the love aviate?
where rested the answer?

sudden diaphanous streak
stroke sorely to the pounding wit
paralyzing her for the moment being

the sudden egest
whatever the persistent burden
gone

for now
them thoughts voyaged operosely

beyond the abyssal pupil now dwelt
the glamorous face, snowy heavenly dress..  
the very words ; euphoric conversation
lasting gentle tepid touch
that had dourly crept and haunted
throughout the delusive night...

penned down
finally incurred
peace
Uzee May 2013
Dwells she in a place known
Where craving's most unlikely to be prone
Sings there she oft
Plays with my heartbeat a lot
Her voice in there suffice
The fragile warmth lies
Dwells she in my heart
My love
First and last
Uzee May 2013
slightest of her sight
was such it's gravity's might
wholly my heart shook
such was that compelling look

left me utterly sired
tangled like a tainted wire
heart crumbling
feet stumbling

blind by her aura's light
such was it's bright
my heart melodiously sings
trapped by her angelic wings

like she came from pretty moon
for me was she a boon
her rolling eyes something they meant
for I was hypnotized by her saccharin scent

wore exquisite crimson dress
that showered roses with zest

I knew one thing for sure
this love was veritably pure
no dream no fantasy this was
to aquire you my only devoted cause..
Uzee May 2013
as I squint my eyes to the sun
the virile rays that run
straight through my eyes leaving me stun
still no harm done

the kaleidoscopic memories start to run
pouring through my eyes,  so much we had fun
played back , threw laughter while we punned
damage done

the agonizing feeling that still runs
all those elated times when I should have sung
the lyrics , the melody of my heart's feeling
and them unspoken words
indeed hath left me undone..

without you im in an indescribable state..
crumbling inside my heart has started to dilapidate..
the hole in my chest is an abyss
before i perish give me a goodbye kiss....
Uzee May 2013
If u were....

if thou were the star
ill be thy moon
will watch you glisten
thee an idyllic boon

if thou were the sky
ill be the ocean
to reach the end I'll pry
we'll meet at the horizon

if thou were the sun
ill be thy sunflower
towards your glamour I will turn
on your setting will I lour

if thou were a heart
ill be thy beat
our love ; a rhythmic art
will perish together
but our love will never fall apart
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