"receptiveness" poems
Love me like you do.
Like a needle in a haystack
is true love me and you.
Trustworthy friend also you.
An hp's haystack found, miracle.
A loving soul, treasure icecle.
In the law of attraction, true love
attracts like, and in a notch of good fortune opposites must intimately attract true lovez entanglement
Is an intricate weave,
of LOVEz for two in one loop.
I found a twin matching soul.
A magnet in both our midst,
receptiveness open mind exist.
Intellectual genius in heart.
its gist, portal and bridge.
Uncovering vast blessings
his needle in my haystack,
just came to me, as bee
to pollen in essence,
his needle found me.
Now retaining such find and
price takes sculpture in mind.
Keeping it requires an equal
enterprise a twin needle's vise
Or my fire and ice!
In love and war it's wise,
To tingle our rhyme with rice.
To never part, it takes more pie
than luck, poem, or needle in eye.
I once was blind, but now I see
Through our fire in ice.
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BY: Karijinbba.
All Rights Reserved - revised
08+2021.
Aug 6, 2021
Aug 6, 2021 at 11:27 AM UTC
From out of space my love re appeared
and fast I ran away disbelieving.
while hunted by webs
of predators in greed modes
trashing impeccable character
inborn parenthood trait
courage, heart skill grace,
as weapons eluding chase
avating jealousy outface.
Each grotesque stunt
trampled me to fall in pain.
losing all crops of my hard labour scenarious so turbulent to depict.
in any story poetry or book
My love spark within outlived
travesty and misery sent in.
From an ancient love spell
propelled a new lovers aim
following me with grace
deep as space, honor truth
understanding patience
Twin loss, twin dreams
Experiences base the glue.
Large as the cosmos we both
Phathom, thirst, crave and love.
Synchronicity in telepathy;
the cosmos conspires offering
cards to read virtual modes
to explore our receptiveness.
Our loving is a Deja-VU indeed.
An ancient powerhouse,
with outworldly, genetic legacies
We both share in our weave.
a hybrid mutant Adam and Eve.
Who's my mystic
beloved?A brightest star
over Jaipur! Intergalactic,
art at heart.
Poet verse, he's honey bee.
His aim is firm as his name
He is me I am him within!
similar avatar in the outside
We tingle a double mystic smile.
A magnetic vortex keep us both
In one LOVEz voyage loop,
through space.🐝🐝🛸.
His vessel his gates his hands
His mind,heart, soul is my own.
Nothing and no one can pull us
apart, we call HP our
time machine to beyond
Alpha Century bound.
Thus, a billion stars cinthilate
with gentle beams of hope
Antimatter lovers lane
And our heart Rd-Ad
our home.🦋🦋.
~~~~
By: Karijinbba.
Inspired by- Good better best MOI.
Aug 5, 2021
Aug 5, 2021 at 11:33 AM UTC
mixed stirrings
hard to place this constant ire rising from ashes of a fire not quite, yet felt
stir into that melting *** the sum of miscellany unknowns
all wrought from the unsweet gifts of quotidian sighs
no need to wrap the present, baby, for it's already here
twinkling in the birth of every moment
we hardly know it nor acknowledge
so busy wrenching pain from secret places the darkness loves to keep
yesterday brought unsought smiles of outer space dust
then space in pushed into the blue spit bubble of crayfish folly
and fear frozen into place on cauldroned cheeks
as tendons pulled fury tight on a cocky bounty's cry
I want to carry that sweet loading joy
which scorches my receptiveness in astringent non reciprocation
I die to please that spangled energy so much
which holds back its cagey kernel, far from my prying hands
I kneel to take in out of the blue blessings
which fall slapdash on this preoccupied trajectory, forever waiting in sozzled hope
I take the package you flash and cast heavy
which leave sweltering whiplines across my insides
all fine, all just a fine melange
beneath your magic fontanelle lies a sunken cache
there are painfully few privy to that miracle
I live in hope of neither looping nor taking
but just to be happy to bear witness to the shiny array of your gem stock
you are like none other, inimitable and hard gemstone (inside)
a mix of purity stirred in crazy, along with star shine and fire sparks
my angel with honey eyes
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 2:34 PM UTC
I fell in the stream once
Walking along its banks
My brother hanging from
A branch
Reached down and saved
Me from drowning
I fell from a branch of a tall
Oak once
On my head my lungs
Emptied
I stepped on a snake in
The forest barefoot
I and it went separate ways
Fast
I kissed a girl
Touched her rigid *******
Felt her receptiveness
But we parted
I've walked mountain tops
Camped in valleys
Slept in haylofts
In castle towers
Been seen in bars in
Parlors of sin
In druglords
Dreams
I've ridden horses
And been thrown
I've conquered
And been overthrown
But come the morning
Some day soon
The world will
Know me as it should
I shall rise from decadence
My head above
The rest my crown
Shall be
But Brown
Leaves and pieces
Of grass
And smallest
Treasures of this world
Will be golden
When I reach
This epitome
And peace will rule
And love resound
And people
Hold hands
The world
Around.
Then
I will smile.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
You're scared. Something about me arouses the forgotten ashes. The ones that have been spread far and wide in the back of your mind. I can tell that your involvement with me lights up parts of your brain that sends an SOS signal to your entire core. There's something within me that doesn't allow you to function how you'd like too. I'm skipping turnstiles and playing musical chairs in your brain, lighting up familiar triggers you can't quite figure. That's why you act like a relucilant adolescent, who only knows complications. You're not really complicated, you're stubborn. That's why your kisses are limited. Your touch is always as distant as possible. Reluctant at times. There's parts of me you're too afraid to touch, to maraud. Your lack of receptiveness completely turns me off. Makes me want to runaway without a say. Yet I know it'd be far more better if I played with fire and ignited a fire from your cupid's bow to your toes. Cease a fire across your body that you cannot calm. A fire that would consume your entirety. Devour your being. One that sparks your soul. & with my bare hands seed a soil that's been in need of loving. I have a fire match ready for you, hand delivered by a cherub. Let us consumate a taboo, you say when. Quickly I'll slide my thumb down the side of your lip, with my index finger adjacent to your top lip, cupping my fingers in, I'll pour in you the sweetest gasoline. Within you I'll ignite the parts you've neglected so much. Within you, they'll be a big bang, it'll be where our new love began.
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
With all of their talk about spirituality
Fear from the truth that there is no equality
Life that we get is both terrible and wonderful
Lies and deceit make us all become vulnerable
Spirit is something that most of us contemplate
Need to find meaning is hard to accommodate
Look to each other with hope for significance
Give them your mind with your version of innocence
I won't let them make me into one of you
Will live my life the way I wanted to
Each to their own and to each a hypothesis
Trust in my views or you’ll suffer the consequence
Make a new world based on justice and promises
Take all my faith while delivering the opposite
Why should I follow the ways of the prophecies
All it has done is create this hypocrisy
Choose to live off of your own sense of morality
Find your own meaning and make it your reality
I won't let them make me into one of you
Will live my life the way I wanted to
Take what you hear with a grain of deceptiveness
Make your own meaning and mould your own receptiveness
Stand up for yourself and show them your reality
Show them that there’s more to life than their vanity
Live for the purpose of life's great experience
Then all that they do just increases your resilience
Nobody said that the road would be an easy one
Conquer your fears and show them all that you've become
I won't let them make me into one of you
Will live my life the way I wanted to
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC
Hearts and minds meld in the land between worlds. Memories dissolve where receptiveness leads the soul on a journey of its own. There are no signs or directions here; no use for what you knew before. Open your hands; there is no clinging to fear in this place, for what you had known no longer exists.
Fill your lungs, close your eyes, and propel yourself into the unthinkable.
You may just learn to fly.
Dec 4, 2021
Dec 4, 2021 at 5:10 PM UTC