"lovelife" poems
A passionate lovelife begins at the cutting edge of ones comfort zone. Death ends all ... this too will pass one...is told. Our sun is not gone as it sets alone. Everything changes as it matures & nurtures; a soulhome full of love passion, mindful hearts, quientessentialy enhancing a compassionate empowering peaceful patient presence. Or mere things do not change, we do. Observe pendulum perceive pit. Forhere awakenaware for now reason & argument forsome, their edge, that is it. Pure calm empowering passion consciousness preferring peaceislove for some that is it. Please a privilege for others for police a right of MEIOSIS. A greater fate is faced with an attitude of forherenow passion. Like fights for wit rights must be felt by allowing an intimate interconnectivity of resonating conscious~hearts. Mindful heartbased interactivity compassion with action. Cards dealt one plays around what is being felt. Done sleeping? End beginnings to start endings...what? Energy...awakening is a passionate art. A heartbeat a part to re late one may appreciate wit meiosis?
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Depression heartbreak
Lovelife sad death lost you pain
Hashtags are poetry
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 10:39 AM UTC
i broke my teeth
on the secrets you keep
and you swear that i'd died in the morning.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 3:18 AM UTC
Gesturing vaguely, requesting the waiter,
Asking for a different life.
There's sorrow in mine, and a toughness far greater
That can't quite be cut with the knife
If I could suggest – just some minor changes,
Put rue where there's ruin in mine.
The hint of resentment in the flavour of friendship
Does not seem to go with the wine.
The arrangement of garnish at the side of my lovelife
Looks lovely, tastes boring and bland.
With all your experience I'm sure you could contrive
a texture my teeth would withstand.
I am - by no means - complaining to frustrate,
But compared my meal just seems unfit.
And when you endeavour to bring me a new one,
I beg you, do not spit in it.
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 7:53 AM UTC
So dear self...we meet again
Exactly after a year
We've survived another one
We've entered a new number series in terms of age
Happy b'day to me(actually kinda' lonely)
So let's assess my year
It's important to do this since i've moved closer to death
I've had some highs and some lows
Done things i'm proud of
Done some things i'm not proud of(and i promise myself that i will not repeat them)
I've committed my share of mistakes
Learnt from those mistakes
I've grown as a person for sure
My lovelife still hasn't taken off(Patience pays!!! ...right!!!)
But i'm not stressing about it
For by God's grace and mercy i've been blessed with a decent sense of imagination
And i use this to write various scenarios of love and relationships
And though they lack that personal touch
They do provide me with a certain sense of comfort and happiness
My biggest learning i guess has been that i've attained a wonderful sense of clarity about a lot of things in life..
...for instance who genuinely loves and respects me
...who genuinely supports me
...who is truly a friend
...how much more i need to improve as a person
And so on
And so Dearest Almighty...on this special day i just have these few wishes-
1)Please keep my parents and all my near and dear ones healthy and happy
2)I wish the above wish for myself as well
3)Help those scarred by war and let peace prevail once again
4)Help me serve my parents to the very best of my abilities
5)Help me to be on the right path
I hope i live to see another b'day
But if not then at least i want to make sure that i go to my grave with some good deeds
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
Tessa III
Two people sitting unidentified in cinema seatings missing
reality. If we touched classical screen will be on, two to 20
minutes long. A private facility at home, what is happening?
A million faces said it before, *** can't change things when
silent. It's not about the hurt or pain of memory humanity,
a gut feeling that won't come out. Your bowl of fruit, act sur-
prised. Turning up the dramatic sound, it won't be a smash hit.
I am trying to forget about your special traits. I got talent, you
see... If I go toward the exit first, our secret will self- destruct.
"Houston, we have a serious problem. Re-entry zero burning."
Tessa IV
It's easy once you see it, yours and mine ideology. I
want kindness from you, from me, when we sleep. Bla-
ming is the gravestone when all method is dead. Our
bed is floating and we can't say why. I am capable of change,
another challenge to meet the talisman. Indifference
to use in this sentence upholds the vision, was it virtue,
loneliness? That is the supporting middle that we have.
Friday morning glory, coming in boxes on the table. For-
tune teller in your tealeaves, what is it saying? When will
I be dead? The level of threat has moved to another level.
Tessa V
Weekend readings, a million heads per second. I do the
writing, and so a few hundreds more. The gurkin inside
your oyster, making intention go blue and green. The sun
is what I call the architect. High shadows when looking be-
hind now. A glorious morning, I can just smell the coffee.
I am looking forward to a good saturday this weekend. Dis-
tance between us is a good thing. This lovelife is homeless,
without memory. Let's grow old more decently, talk when
having breakfast, or just be quiet. You know when they say
'a good life', I don't see it in your eyebrows. Oh, please, don't
smile... Sometimes I wonder why they left you, stunningly
beautiful when you were young. What can I say, my charitable
me is a DNA- thing or the Chuckle Brothers. One more thing,
what is it with this metaphor, when you are young with the sun
wrapped around your waist? I am just happy with my readings.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
I have a list in my head of things I really want. It goes something like this.
- A house where I can live in for as long as I want, with a nice kitchen and maybe a cat.
- Some friends that really love me for me and make me happier then without them.
- The possibilities to travel wherever and whenever I want.
- A job I enjoy and a body that works.
So for me, this list is the ultimate state of happiness. It occured to me that a boyfriend or husband or lovelife is not on this list. That's why I really wonder: how come I spend everyday thinking about that and trying to fix that part of my life instead of the others?
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC