"kes" poems
Dear thirak,
I'll keep you safe,
I'll keep you warm.
If ever there comes a storm,
Dare not worry,
Stay calm; I will be your charm.
I will take your hands and guide you through
this perilous journey of what life brings new;
Good or bad;
Happy or sad,
I will not leave you even when I'm mad;
I will walk with you till the skies turn blue;
all because my heart is true.
-Kes Long.
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC
Leaves rustle down from the trees,
The moon rises high up into the sky.
Reminiscing your smile,
. . . It has been awhile.
Times may change, interests may adapt, but every second with you makes it all feel right in place, intact. Some may say I'm crazy, some may say I'm blind, but when I am with you I call them swine; love is happy, away you are -happy turns sublime; for when you are with me I feel inclined, my days may often be lonely, my nights may be cold, but when I see you; nothing seems to get old.
- Kes Long
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 9:02 AM UTC
.
• they say light-
ning never stri-
kes • twice in
the very same
place•not as
if it chooses
the person
it likes•nor
has it targ-
eted a familiar face • growing
accustomed to these repeated
jolts•i stay fro-
zen in anticip-
tion•for subs-
equent influx
of volts•is th-
is love or me-
re petty infa-
tuation?•ca-
n't believe my luck • be-
cause time... and again,
inevitably•i
stand here,
apparently
struck•e-
very ti-
me you
cast a...
a gla-
nce
at
•
ME•
.
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 9:53 AM UTC
Cycling past buisness girls on his way through Camden town
between towering grey buildings and tourists that frown
The lights turns to red and like a one legged man at the curb
he drifts off to a land that to some, seems absurb
Where honey-eyed tales of piglet and Pooh
are driven by toads tooting, **** **** poo
Peddling along the reeling, rolling,rambeling road some drunkard guy made
on famiular BBC air waves his voice often played
Through rich green ridings, wild moor and dales
2-50 stands the church clock that so sweetly never fails
Hatless on Ilkley, bathed and bathed in York
tea-time fancies at Harrogate, whilst watching like some Kes pearched hawk
Nodding and humming to sounds of the Brighouse and Rastric bands
and still finding time to paddle a little,
on sun drenched Gigglewick sands
Red turns to green as he wobbles and peddles away down Boris's yellow brick road
To Settel, for supper with
Raty
Mole
Badger
and Toad
Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 8:59 AM UTC
Like the warmth from the tropical sun,
Like the oceanic currents within the seven seas,
My love for you will have no reprieve,
always thinking of the days you are near,
of the ways you make my worries disappear,
Of the light you bring when nothing seems clear.
Felicity,
clarity;
My kismet.
- Kes Long.
Dear, I love you so much ❤ Nattida Liyeekay
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
Sitting alone on this seat.
Floating back to Singapore . . .
What I would give to always be by your side.
Dwelling ~
Yearn for your warm, kind, ever thoughtful words, or maybe just for the sound of your voice;
Something to let me know you are near;
Something to let me know you are safe.
Like when you ask me why do I always gaze into your eyes,
In retrospect, I realise;
When I look at your eyes, it feels like a privilege every single time,
It's almost as if, I am chanced to have a peak into your beautiful soul;
Genuine,
Warm,
Compassionate,
Respectful of all things and beings,
Loving,
Discerning,
Virtuous,
Confident,
Just a few of the characteristics I have felt whenever I look into your eyes;
It never fails to evoke an innate sense of appreciation for you, within me;
I often, find myself reminded, like an ever-recurring echo deep in my heart, of the saying:
"The eyes are the windows of the soul".
I love you and I always want to be with you;
I wish to keep you happy,
safe,
in good health,
to be both, your other-half,
and your best friend,
to understand your needs,
emotions;
to regard them,
respect them,
to nurture them;
Like you have been doing for me.
I also need you to know;
I appreciate you,
I love you,
I care for you,
I want to always be there for you;
You are the epitome of my being;
Once again,
My kismet.
- Kes Long.
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 5:43 AM UTC
I thought I should let you know:
Sometimes, the best feeling,
Is knowing that I will always feel warmth
nestled within your embrace,
and with your tender grace,
love,
kindness,
virtue,
and selflessness;
What a beautiful and enchanting place.
-Kes Long.
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:52 PM UTC
she,s a livid verB
of pure distilled
filthy l!ghtn!ng and
she makes me wanna
she makes me wanna
sh e m
a
kes
me
want to...
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Jan 15, 2011
Jan 15, 2011 at 3:13 PM UTC