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Maria Mitea Oct 2020
candlelights

destined lighthouse keepers 

shining light in my eyes

my eyes lighten up your eyes

our eyes illuminated hearts

two candlelights in the far distance

destined lighthouse keepers
MeanAileen Aug 2017
***** *** and cigarettes
bad decisions, no regrets.
Painted lips and fingertips
lace, leather, gags and whips.
Cheap motels, steamy nights
sweaty flesh and candlelights.
Pushing limits, breaking rules
naked dips in swimming pools.
Getting high while living low
riding rails, pure white snow.
Playing games & telling lies
the look of lust in lovers eyes.
Rendevouz in seedy places
sloppy kisses, hot embraces.
Ménage à trios, or even four!
Anything goes behind locked door...
Shots of Jack make it all alright-
just another dirt-bag night.
50% fiction...
Haley Buckholt Jul 2019
Everybody can talk but no one can listen,
Misunderstanding is what put us in this position,
And fighting lead us to this condition.
Take a step back and look at what we are doing,
Think about what we are pursuing..
Is it going to be worth what it draws out,
I have reasons to believe my doubt.
The world is cursed and so are we,
Danger, the TV blinds us from trying to see.
Newest generation is out of control,
And the oldest have lost their soul.
Body counts and crime is getting higher,
With hate and evil being the main supplier.
The days are colder and the nights bring a chill,
So much has happened it doesn't feel real.
It's not safe to leave your house even for kids to get education,
It's not safe to be at home for fear of home invasion.
This world is in need of healing,
It's getting worse and I can't shake this feeling,
Sometimes I wonder how I am even dealing.
Candlelights and grief,
I'm just in disbelief.
I can't believe this is what we've come to,
Praying for peace for what we go through.
Our loved ones being our drive,
For just trying to survive.
So many deaths and destruction in the world right now. If things don't get better, I worry sometimes about our future and what it holds. I feel like TV and unimportant things distract us from the fact that our country is in danger. With all the things going on I pray for our peace.
Sabila Siddiqui Feb 2018
We are stars wrapped in skin
A universe in ecstatic motion
Having a heart pulsating like a supernova
and eyes made of stardust
that shines bright in the darkness.
Thoughts like candlelights
Flickering on and off.
So protect your light
Protect your flame from the ice of others
Let it burn, let it burn brighter
Let it burn from within till it’s out
Let your light shine, whatever form it may be.
mk Aug 2015
you are both
the art
& the artist
every move you make
is painted in color


you are both
the poem
& the poet
you speak
in ballads


inspired & inspirational
motivated & motivational


you have purpose
you have drive
you're not scared
you strive

that fire in your soul
the spark in your eyes
enough to set the world ablaze
a mind bound by no limits
a body willing to test new parameters

untethered
never going to surrender

philosophy makes up your very being
your words deserve to be written in volumes
you are
inches away from touching the stars
i suspect you were made of stardust
invaluable, irreplaceable, shining in the night sky

you belong to a different era
& you're not afraid to speak the ancient language
you are from both the future and the past
at the same time
inside you are both fireworks and candlelights
you are a greek statue in a museum
you are a sultan in the ottoman empire

you are both the soldier
and the war
all at once

you
are
a
wonder
& never will I
be able to fathom
the fact that
you
are
*mine
// i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck //
written about someone who means a lot to me x
1SP Mar 2014
Woman -
You are so d*mn incredible,
I wish you can see
Just how much you mean to me...

Woman...

You are a piece of work,
A masterpiece, a work of art;
The way work a skirt,
How you whisper in the dark;
It ignites candlelights of desire
Deep within this man's heart
And I want to share that fire
Experience why you are such a work of art.

Woman...

The Mona Lisa, Fifteen Synphony
Nor can the Sixteenth Chapel compare,
The taste of your lips or my memory
Of the refinery of your touch and stare;
It moves me each time I call you my wife
And partake in this date with destiny;
You are the work of art in my life,
Beautiful Black woman, you're the best to see.

Woman,
Your skin so pretty and dark,
Your kiss so precious stole my heart:
... such a work of art.

Woman,
Your body by far the most fine,
Your eyes seem too very divine;
... such a work of art.

Woman,
Your soul is just pure,
Your mind is really secure;
... such a work of art.

The way you treat me like a king,
Woman you are my everything;
You have all of me each part by part,
Because you are such a work of art.
Your touch flows across the smoothness of my skin... ---a cool breeze over a vast desert. Fingertips Searching aimlessly... ---for curves...valleys...nooks to explore. Your tongue, a jealous vouyer... ---imparts streams of wetness...glistening in candlelights glow. Tongue tease the rising circles... ---hard with pleasure...protruding from soft mounds of flesh. ***** the places in between... ---pulling...tugging...*******...rubbing. Then linger a while...insuing wetness...seeking shelter for fingertips ---...slip and slide...rest inside...a hiding place within me. Return again to ******* edge... ---while the hardness of you sweeps softly against the wetness of me. Longs to enter... ---slip inside...tight around you...I have found you... Irresistable...
© Nancy McGinnis - Roberts 2013
CharlesC Aug 2017
on parade
many outward lights
with darkness concealed
until a bursting..
The allowing parade
and the anti-parade:
expressing our Freedom..
We celebrate Freedom
but also discernment..
We perceive darkness
and seemingly
discernment muffled
among those whom
democracy so recently
appointed...
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
We are stars wrapped in skin,
a universe in ecstatic motion
that has a heart pulsating
like a supernova
and eyes made of stardust
that shines bright in the darkness.
Thoughts like candlelights,
flickering on and off.

So protect your light,
protect your flame
from the ice of others.

Let it burn,
let it burn brighter
Let it burn,
from within till it’s out.
Let your light shine,
whatever form it maybe.
Vyiirt'aan Dec 2017
A brief gander out of the window sills
The dim candlelight flickers ever so vividly and lingers through
The fire awakens and its children, embers of the future withdraw
They take off and flow with the midwinter breeze

Amongst the ample tracts of land, amongst the foggy scenery of ice and snow
The amber extract of lightwaves pierce through the nocturnal blanket
The lilac sky merging with the cinnabar, umber and indigo
The soldiers, clad as such, marching through the grassland

And thus spoke the soldiers
Embedded in the gloom, marching through the dusty carpet
Consolidating rigid blocks amass
Caressing the cold, serene scenery in all its idyll

The sparkles dwindle at dusk
A solemn encounter between life and death - the soldiers collect them all
Many sparkles accumulate and dissipate when heaven takes in their children
Flourishing in tufts that lit the charcoal sky, a glistening canvas

I found myself amidst the elation, as I gazed amongst the starry abyss
The future stared back and smiled as I found myself frozen in time
The timeless idyll is ever so frightful, but a bliss as it fills my locket
Moonlight pass, timescape halts, landscape falls, shadows conquer

Time is ever so vague when the silver arises
The mirror of the soul, the children of the dim candlelights
They flicker ever so lively into eternity
They flicker and return home.
Vanidy Nov 2017
Oh darling, show me what you can do.
You said something about cooking.
So please, make my heart go doo-doo.
And make me a dish for tonight's dining.

Under candlelights and moody atmosphere,
Under romantic breezes and gentle bliss,
Please make something to feed my sphere
And add to this perfection a little kiss.

Oh darling, so little I see from you
Yet so many that you could do.
So please, give me more of you
And make my heart go doo-doo!
ADEOLUWAJOJU Apr 2019
Light the candle of love,
And love the light you have lit

Give attention to the fire
Let it shine, don’t let it tire

Don’t give way to the wax
Its pride lasts longer than the candlelights'

Don’t give way to death
For then, will be the beginning of revenge

Light the candle of love
Love the light while it shines
Love is never-ending they say, but if you let the candle die....
Big Virge Sep 2021
So The Power’s Been Down...
For A Few Days Now...
Frogs, Birds And Sea Sounds...
Have Suddenly Drowned...
Those of Cars Driving Round...
And Folks Running Their Mouths... !!!

It’s A Time To Reflect...
Now There’s No Internet...
Whatsapping’ Or Texts...
Or Vids About ***...

So Whatever Is Next...
When Nature Presents...
How It’s Strength’s BEYOND Tech...
And New Age Viruses... !!!

What Are We WITHOUT...
All Our Devices Now... ?!?

Just Energies Needing...
Comfort And Some Feeding...

It’s Humbling To See...
How Nature Can Be...
So Powerful That...
It Can Shut Down Islands...
And Deal People Hands...
That Can Lay Their Lives Flat... !!!

Encumbered And Trapped...
With No Phone Lines To Tap... !!!

Due To Energies Sapped...
And No Way To Transact...
Through An Internet App... !!!

Cos’ There’s No Power Now...
And The Islands Locked Down...
Without Government Mouths...
Due To Nature And Winds...
That Blew Some Things Down...
In Just Two Or Three Hours... !?!

An INCREDIBLE Thing... !!!
When You Think About How...
Tech And BILLIONS of Pounds...
Can Make People Bow Down...
And Behave Like A CLOWN... !!!

But When Nature’s’ Winds Howl...

Are QUICKLY FORCED To Bow... !!!
And Be Thankful For Things...
That Billions Can’t Bring... !!!

Here I Am Just Writing...
But Remembering This...
That The Day's Hot And Nice...
And The Sun’s Shining Bright...

So The Daytime Invites...
Appreciative Vibes...
That For Now I’m Alright...
And Have Food For Tonight...

Some Phone Charge For A While...
So I’ll Have My Phone Light...
To Eat And Chill By...
As Well As Candlelights... !!!

But They Are Running Low...
So I Hope On The Road...
That Repairs Quickly Flow...
So That We Can Get Back...
To The Freedoms We Had... ?!?

Back To The MASKS...
And Getting That Cash...
And Getting Those Jabs... !!!

To Me It’s Really SAD...
To See People Collapse...

Due To Our Reliance...
On These New Tech Systems...
That Have NO DEFENCE...
Against Natures Presence...
When It Flaunts DOMINANCE...
In Just A Few Breaths... !!!

A Power That’s MIGHTY...
That’s Clearly BOUNDLESS... !!!

That Proves Tech Is Tiny...
As Are We... Humans... !!!

In The Face of REAL Power...
That Just Through Winds And Showers... !!!
Can Simply DEVOUR Like Fires Do Towers... !!!

So Now Twilight Comes...
As Does Darkness Too...
I Hope That You’ve Got...
What I’m Saying To You... ?!?

It Clearly Is TRUE...
All Our Gadgets And Tools...
Are Just Living Proof...
of How Vanity FOOLS... !!!

Cos’ When All’s Said And Done...
And You’re Back To Square One...
And Just Have To Make Do...

WITHOUT Tech, Light or Tunes...
You’ll Quickly Realise...

That They’re NOTHING...
Compared To What...

..... “Nature Can Do “..... !!!
The powers of nature should never be underestimated, hurricane season in the Caribbean inspired this set of words, and much more, when Elsa hit, and caused a loss of power that lasted for a week on the East Coast !
Natalia was mean to me,
I was 11,
I was 13,
Teachers said to stop flirting,
I misplaced ideas of what that meant,
I am 32 and Natalia is married with 2 kids,
Is it supposed to mean something,
Aging emo,
Codependency was never cute,
But at least they made some good records,
The records I am making were
Best broken bottles setting scenes at 8 am
Sober and spiritual,
Non chalant locked in battle
With too much chalant,
Writing letters that transform and terrorize,
Just to get the cathartic release,
Putting those letters back in the ether box,
They were never said,
But they were,
With glances and bad motives,
Harping on that embarrassment you felt,
After shouting into that flooded storm,
Yes,
This is loneliness,
This is the late night doom scrolling,
The early morning speed dates of pictures and one word pick-up line,
I should be further,
I shouldn't feel this,
******* crazy,
Misguided meetings,
Modern motivation through justifications,
I'm definitely going for the meditation not the manipulation
I accept my feelings after dizzying candlelights and a shouting mind,
But just because I accept feelings,
Doesn't mean that they don't ****,
"Who knew sobriety would make you so suicidal."
I guess only the ones who made it far enough to feel those unaccepted feelings,
The sun still rises,
Better come up with a better pick-up line.
Dang girl! I'm gonna have to call iTunes customer service because there's an error in their records because you're definitely the hottest single of 2022!
Briscoe Aug 2019
As I lie in bed,
Light falls like a stranger’s memory
On the walls of palest grey,
And tonight, of love, money and dignity,  
I have nothing to say.
I have known every name and noun.
Vow and verb, vowel and word
And finally find nothing to say.
I suppose that’s what must be done,
If the floor lies in blatant disarray.
I suppose that’s what must be done.
There’s a pattern of bricks and torches
That are on a screen and are nothing more
But the firing of neurons and the burning of my eyes.
I would walk out into the night
Were it true that I could find my shoes.
For I cannot dare have bare feet bear the ground
And be mauled by such an unnatural place for them.
Laptop lit up
Like electric candlelights
With candid candescence,
Why would I dare into the fray of night,
Or daylight’s thriftless touch
Which would age and burn me
Like a vampire on a pile of wooden stakes
That kindled, burnt, dwindled and burnt out.
Ladies and Queens of the night,
Gathering in a circular court
And being veiled behind that smoke
And the strokes of grey paint
That were here before anyone.
She crescendos and sharpens into a crescent blade
That glints and glistens by sunshine in the night.
Like his scythe, which cut through the light
And drew nothing but the dew and due payments.
I wonder if he would bother come by
And thereby transport me but not my body.
For why would he come try
And change my position
When no other conviction
Has succeeded.
Without and within the voices they sing
Don't dare.
Care without the face that does.
Share without the side that shows.
Despair and depreciate without the face
Of sorrows and woes.
It's all rolling along and I’ve done nothing wrong.
Made no mistake.
Made no call to heartache.
This is all.
This is the hall of the humbled king,
Who still bears his solitude
But reduced like Vesuvius
Has no longer his magnitude,
Only that he was destroyed flameless.
Without and within the voices they sing.
For he was born and has borne
Nothing of importance since, but innocence.
It is, I suppose. It must, I suppose, be done.
It is, I suppose, of no great importance.

— The End —