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"becalm" poems
*There's a certain rush in my veins When I see your face as it lights up With bliss and content While we come together Face to face Against a world real pressed With tears and lies and torment. The idea of you, just you Is enough to becalm The raging ocean of emotions That has long run wild In the sketchy corners of my mind Our destiny, such uncertainty But amidst it all, you're my sanity. You showed me truth, my fears subside You painted my blues with a shade of life My loneliness, I can perfectly fight With you right here, nothing's mystified This is the reality we are facing now Branded feelings, shall we allow? We kept each other standing tall We were there together in every fall Yes, we could be the perfect match That the whole world shall have to adore Afraid, we may seem, but we both know Keep hiding the truth, but our eyes plainly show.*
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 5:20 AM UTC
Skinny Love
Charm me asleep, and melt me so With thy delicious numbers, That, being ravish’d, hence I go Away in easy slumbers. Ease my sick head, And make my bed, Thou power that canst sever From me this ill, And quickly still, Though thou not **** My fever. Thou sweetly canst convert the same From a consuming fire Into a gentle licking flame, And make it thus expire. Then make me weep My pains asleep; And give me such reposes That I, poor I, May think thereby I live and die ‘Mongst roses. Fall on me like the silent dew, Or like those maiden showers Which, by the peep of day, do strew A baptim o’er the flowers. Melt, melt my pains With thy soft strains; That, having ease me given, With full delight I leave this light, And take my flight For Heaven.
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To Music, To Becalm His Fever
Mislayed into a abysmal reverie Like sitting idly in the dark Relegated and cast aside Residing in a transitional place A midway state of imprisonment Bordering a intermediate reality In a fantasy of the unknown Compacted within rage and peace Hallucinations and premonitions Guide my space of entrapment Inside this world of inception I feel like a ghostly embodiment A entity inside my own mind Lost in a indefinite mirage The apparition of a phantom Longing for a way out Into a externalizing release To reach a metigated outward form To becalm and sooth my waves Assuaged my grief and pain My spirit must alleviate Wake into the shimmering light From this overwhelming dreamland I often question myself How did I cross the border? Into the threshold of chimera This beastly uncanny form A wonderland of uncertainty My brain has seemed to freeze Succumbing to a brick of emotions I have a potpourri of thoughts A war of the good, bad and ugly Yielding of a unrestrained musing And now I seem to be descending Furthermore dropping deeper Into a vagary of dreams A occurrence of sloping slumber Such a unbearable enclosure It's hard to snap out of.. It's difficult to escape from.. This ******* of my soul Tightly submerged in the depths Of a hammering state of limbo... ©Michael P. Smith
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Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 8:07 PM UTC
State Of Limbo
She knew so well, she was broken Grazed by the dark episodes of her life But for a reason not well spoken She bottles up her pretty lies. Too soon, oh Heaven. How do I despair? Should You becalm the sea, why not seemingly fair? Questions and tempest, in just a minute stare All, in a trice, turned out as an awful nightmare Hovering over the memories, hearts are still in pain Tears are carefully hidden, sore wounds she'd rather feign. I knew I wasn't dreaming, but for once I'd like to know. Can we still dream much further despite a losing show? Such a lax image, she tends to portray Religiously, so patiently, she never goes astray At the darkest edges of her discernible universe Beyond our keenest senses, she buries a pitch black curse. Shame on me, my steadfast wishes, I can hardly collect. Another revolution yet; oh, how do I deflect? Like a western avalanche, her days came rolling by As if they're going out of hand, over her head, we can testify She can just give up, or give another shot, no one seems to know But in her mind, she knows just why she was there all from the word go. I know to whom I shall only concede, never to a ruthless battle. Disjoint, unarmed, I could always be; but my faith, no one can throttle. And so the tale of this one staunch damsel never ended wrong She might have had some tough good byes, but that made her strong Cropping out the tragedy from the frame, she tries to recover from drama Star-crossed, perhaps, but not til she stops becoming the one tough Andrea.
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Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 5:11 AM UTC
Andrea
She knew so well, she was broken Grazed by the dark episodes of her life But for a reason not well spoken She bottles up her pretty lies. Too soon, oh Heaven. How do I despair? Should You becalm the sea, why not seemingly fair? Questions and tempest, in just a minute stare All, in a trice, turned out as an awful nightmare Hovering over the memories, hearts are still in pain Tears are carefully hidden, sore wounds she'd rather feign. I knew I wasn't dreaming, but for once I'd like to know. Can we still dream much further despite a losing show? Such a lax image, she tends to portray Religiously, so patiently, she never goes astray At the darkest edges of her discernible universe Beyond our keenest senses, she buries a pitch black curse. Shame on me, my steadfast wishes, I can hardly collect. Another revolution yet; oh, how do I deflect? Like a western avalanche, her days came rolling by As if they're going out of hand, over her head, we can testify She can just give up, or give another shot, no one seems to know But in her mind, she knows just why she was there all from the word go. I know to whom I shall only concede, never to a ruthless battle. Disjoint, unarmed, I could always be; but my faith, no one can throttle. And so the tale of this one staunch damsel never ended wrong She might have had some tough good byes, but that made her strong Cropping out the tragedy from the frame, she tries to recover from drama Star-crossed, perhaps, but not til she stops becoming the one tough Andrea.
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becalm, bestill, bequiet… yes, a singlet. a singular mannerism the language permits to adjudicate the required emphases of the urgency of a command, plea, a begging bequeathed bequest and a request in combination, with one exhalation, these portmanteau, allinone, smashgrab, blending of two words, to advise herein, that we bring our kitbagofwords of poetry to ourselves in order to becalm, bestill, bequiet our kindred souls…
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Jul 4, 2023
Jul 4, 2023 at 5:35 PM UTC
becalm, bestill, bequiet..
I know it’s not that easy But would you believe me tonight? You’re all I ever think of Each lonely day of my life. Lingering thoughts of you Keep my enchanted soul ablaze, Driving me to the zenith of my emotions Taking me too far away. My eyes are filled with odd glimmer My tongue speaks otherwise, But if you’ll listen to my heart forever It beats for you ‘til I die. I don’t know what you’re thinking I wish I can read it right, ‘Cause stolen glances are never enough To becalm a heart that’s on fire. Whenever you set your eyes on me You’ll know there’s something different, So please look beyond what you see ‘Cause it’s something and I really mean it. Maybe we’re too young to act so real And too old to play this game, But I know time will come for us To give this game a real name. Can you see how really strange things are For only you and me, Imagine how we’ve come this far Two paths on the same journey. What has been hidden stays the same Untold words still unrevealed, Waiting for the moment in our life For kindred hearts to finally meet.
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Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC
Kindred Hearts
This morning I touched My primordial stardust This evening I capsized. I helm a fickle craft My blue poise belies The leviathan's sudden rise. Springtime rivulet Monsoon burst I wish I could flow My glacier cold. I stumble From dawn to dust Chasing fool's balm That last becalm Always, just off grasp.
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Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 8:10 PM UTC
Untitled
Woman It was being you Becalm you, are you Just A woman now you nock me down look you made my nose bleed F * * K you woman go home and wait for tomorrow you will feel small.
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Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 5:49 PM UTC
under the sky, I feel you.
To be kind would be wise. what harm is it to lead with human sugar and becalm the turbulence that is two in a room. to open with a gentle respect for the Other and borrow a smile from a humble place in your nexus. to begin with a kiss where a ' welcome ' would suffice and outshine the habit of your bitter tongue by the luminous of a Love for granted - but never taken unless given ?
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC
To Be Kind Would Be Wise
Listen to the trees, Hear them rustle in the breeze. They whisper to the wind, As it bristles all their leaves. 50 shades of green, Shimmer like a dream, And the trees give out a clue, That the wind is passing through. While somewhere deep inside, Ghostly figures hide. Spirits from within the wood Play with shadows as they should. The trees see you passing by, And, with a soothing sigh, Becalm your beating heart, And relax your roving eye.
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Aug 23, 2024
Aug 23, 2024 at 12:21 PM UTC
Listen To The Wind
Becalm, befool, become before No honey, Hun-knee, honey hunt me. No bees. No bees to be, please be. Be me. Be you. Be who Be me? 1 yellow prophetic dandelion, do they know one day, one breath or maybe one be(e) and they will fall to pieces?
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 12:42 PM UTC
How to Be
I am passing thru spiritual experience so sweet so calm When she is with me I feel the entire world in my palm And the universe to dangle and to dance on real psalm Your red cheeks start to glow and brown tresses becalm Let us be on the path of love to tread to unknown destiny On the terms and conditions of your beauty let me agree Let our yacht of love to sail just smoothly in the life of sea Let us play game of love openly without just any valid plea World is created on the rule of love to spread light all around Let us be on galaxies to open horizons ,vistas on new ground My sweetheart henceforth to each other we are chained ,bound Whisper all love in my ears to listen to sweet sound to be sound Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 9:49 AM UTC
Whispering of Love