"mazing" poems
In the wispy glow of dusk
he came
mazing through years of husk
memory groped his name.
Then I remembered.
Though drew us apart fate
once we were very close
inseparable classmate!
Seemed so empty
even an hour without him
more together more the happy
we bonded too in dream.
Shared we two
same liking and taste
loved to do
living without the rest.
I have come to close a deal
in his eyes was sadness spread
*hope you remember still
the promise we made.*
I remembered.
when we last met
he said
*let’s seal this with trust
must come to meet his heart’s pal
the one departing first.*
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC
So much have I forgotten in ten years,
So much in ten brief years! I have forgot
What time the purple apples come to juice,
And what month brings the shy forget-me-not.
I have forgot the special, startling season
Of the pimento's flowering and fruiting;
What time of year the ground doves brown the fields
And fill the noonday with their curious fluting.
I have forgotten much, but still remember
The poinsettia's red, blood-red in warm December.
I still recall the honey-fever grass,
But cannot recollect the high days when
We rooted them out of the ping-wing path
To stop the mad bees in the rabbit pen.
I often try to think in what sweet month
The languid painted ladies used to dapple
The yellow by-road mazing from the main,
Sweet with the golden threads of the rose-apple.
I have forgotten--strange--but quite remember
The poinsettia's red, blood-red in warm December.
What weeks, what months, what time of the mild year
We cheated school to have our fling at tops?
What days our wine-thrilled bodies pulsed with joy
Feasting upon blackberries in the copse?
Oh some I know! I have embalmed the days,
Even the sacred moments when we played,
All innocent of passion, uncorrupt,
At noon and evening in the flame-heart's shade.
We were so happy, happy, I remember,
Beneath the poinsettia's red in warm December.
5k
Hush my baby don’t you cry, for this is not a lullaby
For I am your knight of shining armor, glistening steel no peel ore
Massive fortitude for in which gratitude is always accepted
For my speech you will need to be calm and collected
My beautiful Ambitious Girl, why you are so perfect?
From your skin, to your feet no flaws can be detected
Talk to me; tell me everything you ever wanted
For I am the one to give it to you, only if don’t flaunt it
You ass-mazing, to the degree in which I slur up my speech
No I am no Martin Luther King Jr, so I will not preach
Hold up; Hold up baby, please, I won’t take up your time
I just want to get to know you, just let me unwind
See I am a man of grace and commitment
With that saying, I want you to be the only one I commit with.
My Beautiful Ambitious Girl, is it too early to tell you “I Love You?”
That you’ll be my only one, no other woman above you
Heavens above will smile with just the sight of you
For I picked a women so elegant as you
Star crossed lovers no Romeo and Juliet
If I tell you well get married how much would you bet,
My love, my heart, my enormous riches?
For you are my most prized possession
You are my Beautiful Ambitious Girl.
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 6:16 PM UTC
Well, if my attention is all I own, and may
self generate, in return for
earning,
learning or reacting to mazing devices for
finding why I choose
if my will is surrendered to chemistry,
where is the code
hat keeps time
n chnce missing random keys in random lines?
WHY must I never forget how to ride a bike?
How can I ever forget U, U'
facing front from the first learned cross,
any color works, Mondriaan sub-'tility
be not decieved of the
more than 43 quintillion ways to scramble a Rubik's cube,
of all those,
there is only your definition for the right state to prove, if you wish
there is a perfect mix,
equally tricky,
beguiling, in fact, to watch a seven-year old on Adderall do this.
Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC
In your story you are the protagonist.
While I am a dutiful caretaker,
I want you to let me sink,
Lower & deeper into your eyes,
Loving we have come to each other.
A a true lover and admirer I am,
Listen to my heartbeat someday,
When I will not miss your glam,
Amazing is this love they'll say,
Yours I will forever be the dam,
Shall I ever miss you madam?
Lean down I will to kiss you,
On your forehead, cheeks & lips,
Very softly I will be kissing you,
Entering you it will be a bliss.
You love and desire me so much,
Of your craze I am so crazy,
Unnatural your faith is.
My dream is coming true in you,
You I will always be so thankful.
Pushing my efforts I always am,
Oath of love is unbreakable here,
On this lovely and smooth tram,
Jinx they may but none we fear,
Always be happy with you I am.
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
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I just dreamed of someone as cute.
Crazy & loving to fall for my love,
Amazing it is for me to get her love,
Reading her truthful heart in love,
Exactly the lover I wanted to love.
Another dream it seems temporary,
Boastful we will not be ever here,
Ostensibly she loves me to be near,
Ultimate heartfelt emotions surface,
Targeting my efforts I will be for you.
Your divine heart inside is so cute,
Of forever separation I have fears,
Uncountable heartbreaks scare.....
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 1:59 AM UTC
She's changed and
much more sensitive
than she used to be like:
She'll cry if something
is sad enough to cry
about and say "how sad!"
To herself, she says
softness can be a reverse
blade sword that cannot ****
It says "I will not **** with
a murderous strike: a representation
of a murderous stroke, twice
Removed from a first killing
swing a springtime of ******
youth and creative expression
Exists in the ego only and
the line between signs a
flash of the you in the universe
How natural and harsh, such
lovely waste: an amazing
mazing system of constructing
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
Spent so much sweet time with you,
On a lonely road I'm travelling now.
Oh, well past is the happy scenery,
Now I gladly refuse to move on.
I know that moving on I will be sad.
What I desire and deserve is you,
I am not an ascetic here, you see,
Laugh will my horrors sarcastically,
Laugh along the devil they will sadistically.
Which is why I gladly refuse,
Inch I will closer to hell,
Now I just work on myself.
Your iron heart I do love,
On a Sunday you were created,
Unbelievable is this story,
Rows of roses in your honour.
Hope is on a backseat, you know,
Earn I will more than money,
Art of war I will mend & luck will bend,
Roar my life will do when I am happy,
Tint of glasses will help view my launch.
And you may embolden all your defences,
Golden hues of my heart will complement,
Amazing will be our next meeting,
Into your heart I will be breaching,
Not just for some time but for a lifetime.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 4:53 AM UTC
A lways there
u can talk to him
s ays he is always there
t alks non stop to make you happy
i like him to be there when I need someone to talk to
n eeds time to think about what you tell him about
A mazing person
d eserves a good girl
a lways nice!
m eets your needs as a listener
s its there through tough times
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
Someone as you must come to me,
And my dark life will finally shine,
Naughty just like you she should be,
Day in and day out I will love you,
You and me should be together.
In this life and forever be it so,
See I will the world from her eyes.
You are my dream girl,
Our story is being scripted,
Up above the world so high,
Red roses on the sweet couch.
Nexus of us both,
Indeed is very divine,
Cheesy is our love's texture,
***** is this relation,
New is the breeze,
Amazing is my destiny,
My love comes as a bonus,
Enjoy your life, darling.
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 6:00 AM UTC
Mourning dove chorus
Light soaks through petals
Revealing mazing veins
Softened riverbed
Replenished and fermented
Or so was whispered then
Bluesy morning drizzle
Opens mouths for dewdrops
The basin overflows
Mirror bears second moon
First tide does not abide
Both sink in metallic sand
Bellow thunder! Shudder ground!
Percussion ends discussion.
Lightning gaze penetrates and what was green is browned.
Sails sink for ascending sun.
Flesh breathes, "Shelter, please,"
But the earth bleeds barren dust.
Seeds surge through soil now and then.
Ebb and flow of rocks and roots.
Fruit snaps from wilted stem.
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
Sometimes i wonder,
wonder at all the mazing sights,
sounds,
smells,
and all the amazing people,
friends,
family,
Sometimes i wonder,
wonder at everything and nothing,
i wonder about emotions,
what are they,
why do we feel,
why do we not feel,
you see i have wondered today about a lot of things,
people,
the world,
and feelings.
Why, well because i hurt,
and when i hurt i think,
think about the good and for some reason being a pessimist,
how the good things seems to miss me by,
you see one feeling i don't understand and i don't think anyone understands is,
Love,
you see twice i have fallen head of heels in love,
and twice now i have fallen down because of it,
in pain and sorrow and disbelief,
right now i am in denial i am sure,
because i can't believe its happened agin.
and honestly i don't want to believe in love,
is if love gets you this.
but was it love, or was a it a desire to feel some one close both physically and emotionally,
desire and love are different,
but feel the same.
Maybe I'm just too young to understand or maybe I'm just not optimistic.
just a thought after being left again.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 6:34 AM UTC
I've never been the best at expressing my emotions but I
Simply and honestly love you like a brother.
And not because I've known you forever, but because you're
Amazing, incredible and all around irreplaceable.
Can you promise that you'll watch over me? Like my father...
rip my best friend. love you forever
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
I love you, I love your laughter and I love your smile
just thinking of them cheers me up for a while
Oh sure you call stupid, then hit me with your books
But that only makes you perfect, regardless how it looks.
I love the look of your hair when it catches the sun
Just another reason why you're the only one
Then there's your eyes so perfect and beaut'ful
Their intense stare and the attention that they pull
I love it how I just can't stop thinking 'bout you
I love us talking makes things seem better too
I feel so comf'table telling you things
And you are my muse and so my heart sings
Talking to you's so much better than sleeping
And as I'm sure you know without you I'd be weeping
When I hear 'perfect' you spring to my mind
'Cause you're the only girl who is and you're one of a kind
I love how you call me Ade or even say my name
Girl you know I love and I know you feel same.
My poems about you, they got a much more lighter tone.
Compared to my old ones which now seem kind of drone.
Oh and when you read them, and you say that there good
Well lets just say it make me happier than it should.
I just feel so amazing every time I make you blush
And every time you do I get bit more of a crush
And when you get butterflies fluttering round inside
or when I've cheered you up, it fills me with such pride.
I love the way you make me think, I love how your lips taste
I love it how it feels, my arms wrapped round your waist.
I just feel so amazing, whenever we are close
They say love's a drug, well I've had an overdose
It's great that I can write of you, but I like the times I can't
You're so very perfect that there's no words I can supplant
You're perfect beyond words and distracting beyond measure
But you're a great distraction and it's always such a pleasure.
and I really love those times when I'm up till way past two
doing nothing all the while, except thinking about you.
Everything about you's interesting and you could never bore me
Regardless of if I understand or if I can really see.
You're the centre of the universe, the most important thing in life
The one thing that makes it worth every bit of strife.
Whenever ever I'm around you, the voices they are gone
Their endless dark is over and now it's time for dawn
Cause you are perfect in everything you say
I love you and wouldn't want life any other way
I could never tell you just how 'mazing you make me feel
Lets just say it's the one the feeling that I think's ideal
I don't think I've told you this enough so I'll say it yet again
You're so amazingly perfect that it's driving me insane
And whilst you've got all this, there is so much that I lack.
And so I'm quite amazed that you love me back.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
Ginsburg threw me a line…
"on the black waters of Lethe", as I floated by.
A ware, launched in antiquity as tonal code,
lazily waiting the call,
dum did dum dum dum, drum drum drum
Big bass,
tickled in tune to the whistler washing dishes,
in the back, we've all seen
in the back, on TV
but are you,
really, for all reality is worth,
are you experienced, have you gone this far
before?
Have you changed a diaper on a rich old lady?
Seems like, right, one word to another,
line upon line, precepts perceptively retained.
Precious little is as it was.
Pre is a time-wise measure, how can we think
past thoughts,
we never cross the same river twice.
No question demands an answer in truth,
demands are put on servants, while we
are known as friends,
to all those floating on the Lethe,
well below the leavee, see, there those
same ol' good ol' boys discerning whiskey from rye.
They see time's a river, and I agree,
says this story to me, but
I say, it is a river of light on a bubble's inner edge,
I been there, Age of Lethe, a game I invented,
-- a virus, plays by lethargic rules, no effort needed,
living to steal and **** and destroy,
a minimalist First Person Shooter, steal **** destroy,
then it was hacked, steal **** destroy, mutated into
take **** destroy give,
which was odd, because all truth comes in three
pointy things, if then else
oops opposites spoo ffffffff effect
****** drama writ large, it was us,
the muses, dis-mazing the mazed again
a loss of time,
too bad. Three points equal one try. Aim.
So sad. Grieve for the fallen all we never knew,
the heroes unsung.
Goto the ant, thou sluggard living in a floating Barco
Lounger, drifting aimless--- ah, what if not,
what if I know a place,
just around the next bend, and
we get off there? What then, it's my story?
Dec 24, 2020
Dec 24, 2020 at 4:46 PM UTC
Z ya is great
y do people have to bring her down
a mazing girl
n ever scared
n ever turns away
a lways there for me
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC
Has beautiful another description?
Doth thine form require new naming?
Such magical framing,
Graceful, sublime, in fluid motion.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 5:41 AM UTC
Amazing people, ones you love
Might be annoying, but they're irreplaceable
I could never live without these people
This is true
Yet you're the annoying people, and I will never stop loving you.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 1:21 PM UTC
Today I
Have made an
Amazing discovery. I
Never thought so many people would find my work entertaining. I didn't
Know I was capable of writing anything good, but
You all have proven me wrong!
Only now can I have confidence in my writing and
Understand that my words mean something.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 9:27 PM UTC
How fresh your butter hair smells when sunlight glows in wet climate.How soft the bird song feels when coral flowers dance in the wind. *** of marigold surrounds our bed and only the perception consumes the air. The river of love links us to the steam of passion,how your body wraps me up in mazing tickle.oh l am really crazy about the fragrance of our emotional petal as juice your kisses and euen the flourecent of your gazing eye helped me in my daze bcus l dozed off into you for energe How sweet your butter finger lick my passionate sweat like crushed lemon fruits. You are just pure as black skin my sweet woman and l have found love again in you
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:53 AM UTC
nobody tells me what to do with longing
unquantifiable as only the sand is
exulted light dives in my hair
my shoulders are amazed like a cactus flower
your blood self-absorbed rehearses abysmal cascades
tigers are still asleep in your dreams
will you chase the moon on my surface, will you, tell me,
leave your silence on a chair
what if love is this cypher for the mystery of time
what if the pulse is a form of photosynthesis
we have to stay away from any fire since
we would exhaust its thirst
a step into a surreal second that augments me
second after second the one who loves
disturbes time in its mazing grace
the sky this gestational field
the space between each word a cosmos
a white truth will repeat itself
again and again bearing witness to
life hand in hand with death
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 5:21 PM UTC
As no one knows perfection ~
I love my dew dropped raisin.
Eighteen days no alcohol ~
No more **** a blazin.
Since she put the glass pipe down ~
Since she stopped free-basing.
Today her best is shining through ~
Today she is meth-mazing!
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 3:03 AM UTC
SHE WAS INVITED HOME
Every tear stole her smile
Sadly sigh after saying grace
Her lips sealed with fear
Her eyes blurred by death
And her strength drowned inside an Amen.
It’s cold to believe that she’s gone
When all we hoped for was for her to return an burn our frozen paws.
The oxygen refused to escape her mouth for it was willing
But the engine of her heart lost all its faith
And the line of equator separated her life to death.
Mourns the sun
Inviting grey clouds to silence wounded hearts
Stroke heavy lightning
Pleading freedom for hidden drops of water
From the river of eyes… they leniently flow.
Driven down to the foundation of her new home,
Her daughter’s angelic voice arose heavier than her pain.
Beautiful flowers painted her home.
Heavy soil escaped the space between my fingers.
Ha ha mazing grace, how sweet that sounds?
Sang the happy gravy,
To poke the void inside a heart
That now breath without its roots.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC