"abilty" poems
miles mean nothing to a heart that is pure
words penned in grace, sent to ether
give heartease to the overstretched
sowing stiches of understanding
in tapestry threadbare
little suns and stars
shining bright in love and hope
from face unseen and adirondack chair
gives strength to one down, from down under
allows grief, the words needed the abilty to care
for these simple gifts, no payment required
from the heart open to care...
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 10:09 AM UTC
Because you have this way
Of looking at me
That makes eveything else
Fall away.
How can I exist alone,
Or with anyone else,
When you have the abilty
To do that?
You have to promise
Only to look at me
Without recognition,
Without revealing anything,
And I'll stop asking questions
Without saying anything.
Mar 28, 2012
Mar 28, 2012 at 1:28 PM UTC
I'm ready for the sun to burn my skin
Let the summer consume my motality
providing me the abilty of immortality
I'm ready to learn the true meaning of brilliance and beauty
Granting me the freedom of a bird in the great big sky
Let the heavens caress my skin with gentle tears of ecstacy
let me dance away the fears of my insanity
I want to laugh all day long
I want to sing natures song under the summer sun
beneath the summer moon
let the summer let me allow myself to give myself the permission to enjoy the beautiful reality of my fantasy world on this place called earth
Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 4:29 AM UTC
It's been one year.
One whole ******* year.
It's funny how I was at your house this time
and how I was lying in your arms
staring at your ceiling
*"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise"*
Was it really like that?
Was I really that naive?
Was it easy for you to break my wings and take my abilty to fly?
*"Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free"*
I was happy when I met you
I was happy when I had you
and even now,
after one whole year,
One whole ******* year.
I am happy.
*"Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night"*
I am free.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
Because you have this way
Of looking at me
That makes eveything else
Fall away.
How can I exist alone,
Or with anyone else,
When you have the abilty
To do that?
You have to promise
Only to look at me
Without recognition,
Without revealing anything,
And I'll stop asking questions
Without saying anything.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 5:38 AM UTC
i long to feel the ******* of love in my hands
to encompass the soul with my heart and show
what these hands what this mind is capable of doing
to allow the one of my dreams to join my soul and wonder off
Her body is like a temple and is apart of everything
like an acceint goddess I yearn to conquer her'
Too merge two clumsy souls into but one lover
locked in together at the hips and engaged in the magic of touch
oh how i yearn to flow into her mystical being
to infiltrate her body and become her to know her mind
to learn her weakness and her strengths and make them my own
and to work together like a well oiled machine for eternity
The movment of hands clasped and exploring new worlds on hot skin
A kiss moves through all caverns of mystery melding to my will
A bond so scared that our every being is rejoicing in a comsic dance
Moaning our voices in estacy leaving no refrain nor surprise just now
and we surge together with confidence and pride into this abyss
this unescabable curse we live in and our strived by
we live by this desire to please ourself with the touch of our forefingers
we want this delicacy that the rich and poor posess
The tension fuses into one fluid action no thought left in the world
only the abilty to do not to make dreams or false hope but to experience
feel touch taste and sound form a song so sweet its like a birds singing
Sizzling with unwitting compassion but burning inside true feeling
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 2:27 AM UTC
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*eyes..
despite seeing all
can't feel
heart..
without having abilty to see
knows everything*
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©deovrat 'अयन' 07.01.2022
Jan 6, 2022
Jan 6, 2022 at 11:44 PM UTC
Dear no one,
I don't know why I talk to you
every day.
It's not like you have the abilty
to answer me,
but I feel I must tell someone
when I'm happy or sad
or even in between.
You're someone I can trust to
keep a secret,
and be quiet when I need you to.
Thank you for that,
but you're still just a book labeled
"Diary".
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC