"jewls" poems
when arrived, feels like home
like a bubble, like a dome
peaceful people all around
enjoying this crazy sound
so much colors, crazy figures
all this smells pulling my triggers
intense, incense, aromatic
be tense? no sense, just be static
entering, meeting the fellows
or should I just say some jellos
wiggling with the rhythmic music
for us this is therapeutic
waves of sound hitting my face
punching hard with deepest bass
I believe that things will turn
I choose not to be concernded
this 'so crazy, this 'so good
here we find the greatest brood
jewls of every generation
some eletric, others pacient
colored waters, not for thirst
only if you need a burts
shining patterns underneath
make it hard for me to breath
then the sun comes up for us
contributes for the new buzz
now you see who's there with you
and who didn't make it through
sunglasses get pulled out
soon the sun will loudly shout
soul, mind and body fused
into one nice breakfeast juice
that's when people start to leave
not what I like to archieve
"I will stay", I always say
until the end of the day
molly, goa, lucy, prog
buds and buddys, love and fog
I'm so glad this moments caught me
this is just my type of party
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
I don't want diamonds on my finger, wrap a flower around my pinky and tell me you love me,
Don't buy me jewls and golden things
Take me to a field of roses and tell me how they make you think of me.
I don't need money or clothes to be happy,
We can run naked in a field of daisies and laugh as the flowers tickle our bare feet.
Don't take me to the movies and buy me popcorn, take me to the mountains so we can watch the moon rise.
I don't need material things I need laughter and love as the sun kisses our pale skin
Don't give me teddy bears and chocolate, give me your body and make me feel worthy
I don't need a diamond crown on my head telling me I'm a princess, put flowers in my hair and tell me I'm the queen of the forest.
Don't take me to a restaurant with fancy foods and expensive wine, take me to the to the valley and have a picnic with cheap beer and Chinese food.
I don't need a mansion, with a pool in the backyard, we can live in a shack on the harbor sipping wine from plastic cups.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
People colored with no break,
Different mind, different faith.
Jewls of the horizon up the sky,
Identity to sell or buy?
Children from so many places,
No home, no laces.
Wars with brothers,
Soldiers with mothers.
Identity of the humble ones,
Be yourself because you can.
Words of globlality,
Identity of you and me.
Identity of the people that you don,t know,
The world will blow.
Identity of the ones that love and care,
I will stay and stare.
Warmest regards.
Victor Marques
Oct 28, 2010
Oct 28, 2010 at 8:27 AM UTC
Now what do we poets do
When we fall in love ?
Unable to sleep the
Master bedroom frozen,
Their divan on fire.
Hearts longing throbbing
fire and ice peach cobbler
can't suffice to apeace.
Brains deeped in energies
of color purple in hearts.
Her poet longing for her diamond cave behind
her Jimmie Angel,
And El Salto del Moro
Waterfalls!
His poetess thirsting
for his jewls
behind his Dhrudhiya
swelling on monsoon
His Padajhar Mahadev
Waterfalls
She's dreaming with his
Mount Abu
in Rajasthan.
Thus the poets
lay throbbing, longing
Sketching love's honey pots
The poets bunny bees!
Lay enamoured
by their waterfalls abliss..
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By Karijinbba 2021
All rights reserved
Jul 9, 2021
Jul 9, 2021 at 9:43 PM UTC
You're trancending at every turn
You evaporate my troubles into mist
Your smile entrances the angels
Your elegance stills the roaring giants
It is you that bekons my fate
your mind sharpens the mighty sword of wisdom.
For time has treated you well
A beauty embellished with grace
Your essence sparkles like majestic jewls
your presence so precious, so warm yet so cool.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 7:29 AM UTC
Carving deep grooves into my heart,
Embroidered with jewls as well as scars,
Lustrous you are for me,
Everything about you so lovely,
Serenading a tune,
Tempting you,
Eternally and entirely loving you.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:44 AM UTC
I passed along the sideway fair,
I poised along the street.
I saw you sitting still and quiet,in thoughts that were so sweet
And warm the wind,the day that held,, the summer sun in which you dwelled
And in the shadow that you place.so sits beside with love and grace.below the plains that paint the sky,hung heavy as I passed you by.
It came to me about your world.the peticoats that scatterd and twirled.the gift you possess and give the world, the reason for your love unhurled.
And so,I slept inside your hazey dream,and there you sat in velvet green,passing me and everyone,you floated away like honey in the sun
And Together were we lie as fools,
The hanging silver,,,,pearls and jewls
But only on myself is this until the day I steal a kiss **
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC